The Roomate
She’s curious, that one. Not like the others. Usually they just settle down in their new place. I come get them when I’m good and ready. But this new tenant, she wouldn’t have it. Just had to explore and figure things out. It’s alright, though, I caught her early on. The inquisitive ones, they’re the most fun to break. And I break ‘em all, in the end. I knocked on her door one day, just to talk business, that’s what I said. Told her to have a seat and she did, in spite of the suspicion in her eyes. Should of trusted her instincts, cause I had that fresh, young body bound to the chair in no time flat. "I’m a curious man myself," I says, stuffing a ball through her soft pink lips. "I want to learn all I can about you, darlin’." I like how she tried to talk with her mouth full, how streams of tears fell from those big reddened eyes. I paid special attention to her female parts. Girls like that sort of stuff, you know. Sure, they’ll protest sometimes, but that’s part of the fun. I pulled her legs up, spread open wide and shaved that defenseless, hairy cunt. I messed with her bald pussy after that. Alternated between pleasure and pain till the poor kid was coming and twitching and bawling all at once. I covered her pretty face in rubber, played with her breath, and beat her white ass red. And when I was done I dragged her by a rope down to my basement. Tied the naked, skinny thing to a pipe, Arms up with legs off the ground. I watched her dangle for awhile. Stroked her soft, goosebumpy skin. "Welcome home," I said, turning to leave. And she couldn’t say a thing back, I had that rag pushed so deep in her throat. Silent, I like ‘em that way. She’s not like the others, I’ll say it again. Something special, that’s for sure. But no matter who they are or where they’re from, they all end up in the same place. I take good care of the girls who rent from me
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