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Apologizing to his tenant for circumstances that were beyond his control, local landlord Eddie Turley was reportedly forced Monday to raise the rent due to thinking of a bigger number. “You can re-sign your lease, but I have to raise it by $250 a month because I realized there was a bigger number your rent could be,” Turley informed his tenant of six years, attributing the rent increase to a need to keep up with the rising numbers he could envision.
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Pay me properly - Landlord Toji
Your heart pounds in your chest as you step into his apartment.
Rent's due. Your bank account might as well be a sick joke.
Toji leans against the counter, shirtless, sweat-slicked from the gym—his dark hair pushed back, veins crawling up his thick arms. A lit cigarette dangles from his mouth, lips curling upward when he sees you hesitate to enter in the doorway.
“Are you really just gonna just stand there,” he drawls, “or are you finally ready to stop playing house and pay me what you owe?”
You gulp hard. “Listen Im really sorry but I just don’t have it this month.”
He exhales smoke slowly with a sick grin, letting the tense silence fill the room.
“You think I didn’t expect that?” His voice is low, dangerous. “Cute little thing like you living above me, acting like I can’t hear the way your bed creaks at night.”
Your breath hitches.
“You’ve got two choices princess,” he continues, pushing off the counter and walking toward you, each step feeling like a threat to your existence. “You can get out. Or…” He grabs your jaw, his rough padded thumb dragging across your puckered bottom lip. “You pay me in another way.”
Heat begins to flood your stomach.
You hate him his arrogance, his confidence, his stupid fucking smirk. But even now, your thighs press together.
“Say it,” he murmurs. “Beg for your rent.”
You blink up at him with damp teary eyes. “Please… I’ll do anything. Just don’t kick me out. I'm working on getting a job.. so just please."
Toji grins, slow and twisted.
“That’s more like it.”
He shoves you onto the couch with one hand. You're beneath him before you can even blink, legs spread as he tears your pajama shorts down. His hand grabs your face again, harder this time, forcing you to look at him as he kneels between your thighs.
“Didn’t think you’d end up like this, huh?” he mutters before pressing you into a rough kiss. “Whoring yourself out to your landlord. Letting me wreck you like it’s some form of payment.”
You whimper—but you don’t stop him.
“Look at this,” he sneers, dragging a finger between your folds. “Already wet? Fuckin’ slut. You want this.”
“I don’t—”
“You do.” He pushes two thick fingers into you suddenly, and your back arches with a sharp cry. “You like being treated like trash. You came down here knowing just what I’d do to you.”
He pumps his fingers hard and fast, thumb rubbing harsh circles over your clit.
“You’re just a dirty little brat who needs someone to ruin her.”
“Toji—fuck—!”
“Louder. Let the neighbors hear what kind lousy of tenant you are.”
You moan his name like it's your way of worship, gasping, legs trembling as he pulls away.
You whine at the loss.
He undoes his pants slowly, deliberately, letting you see the size of him thick and heavy.
“Crawl,” he says, voice deep and cruel. “Mouth first. You don’t get to pay me with your cunt until you’ve earned it.”
You drop to your knees without thinking. His cock slaps against your tongue as you suck him in, choking on the stretch. He groans low in his chest and grips your hair tight.
“That’s it,” he growls lowly. "Knew that mouth was good for something."You're better than the rent. Maybe I’ll charge double next month just so I can ruin you all over again.”
When he’s had enough of your mouth, he yanks you up, bends you over the couch armrest, and shoves into you from behind with no warning. You scream, half pain, half pleasure, as he slams into you relentlessly.
“So fucking tight,” he snarls, smacking your ass hard. “You’re gonna let me fill this pussy, huh? Stuff you full like my personal fuck toy.”
You can barely speak you can only moan, cry, drool onto the couch as he breaks you apart from the inside out.
“Who owns you?” he demands, voice dark and low against your ear.
“You—fuck—Toji, it’s you—!”
“Say it louder.”
“You own me!”
And you mean it.
You come again, legs giving out, walls spasming around him until he groans, gripping your hips and slamming in deep one final time filling you up completely.
“Rent’s paid, baby,” he mutters, breathless and satisfied. “But I’ll be collecting again tomorrow.”
You may now kiss the bride.
What if all long term contracts were sealed with a kiss?
You may now kiss the landlord.
You may now kiss the car salesperson.
You may now kiss the recruiter.
You may now kiss the mortgage broker.
