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THE LANDLORD(Payment Due) II

Auteur: Amira Lights
last update Date de publication: 2026-03-02 05:05:27

Then he started to move.

The first thrust punched the air from Maya's lungs. The second made her scream again. By the third, she was incoherent, reduced to desperate cries as Marcus pounded into her with brutal efficiency.

His cock hit places inside her that had never been touched. Stretched her in ways that should have been impossible. Each thrust sent shockwaves through her entire body, and Maya couldn't tell where pain ended and pleasure began.

"Fuck!" Marcus groaned. "So tight. Six months without cock and you're strangling me. This pussy is heaven."

He increased his pace....faster, harder, deeper....and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the small apartment. The counter shook with each impact. A bowl fell from the edge and shattered on the floor. Maya didn't care.

"Please," she sobbed, though she didn't know what she was begging for. "Please, sir...."

"Please what? Please stop? Please keep going?" His hand fisted in her hair, yanking her head back. "Tell me what you want."

"Don't stop! God, please don't stop!"

"That's better." He released her hair only to wrap his hand around her throat....not choking, just holding, controlling. "You're going to come on my cock. Going to show me this arrangement is going to work out just fine."

His other hand reached around to find her clit, rubbing in tight, brutal circles, and the combination of sensations pushed Maya over the edge.

She came with a scream that definitely carried through the walls....her pussy clenching tight around Marcus's massive shaft, her whole body convulsing. It was the most intense orgasm of her life, ripping through her with devastating force.

"Good girl," Marcus groaned, never stopping his thrusts. "But I'm not done yet. Not even close."

He fucked her through her orgasm and past it, pushing her toward another one, his stamina inhuman. Maya lost count of how many times she came, how many times she screamed, how many times she begged for mercy that didn't come.

Finally, after what felt like hours but was probably only twenty minutes, Marcus's rhythm faltered.

"Where do you want it?" he demanded.

"Inside! Fill me! Please!"

Marcus slammed deep one final time and came....hot spurts flooding her, so much that it leaked out around his cock still buried inside her.

When he finally pulled out, Maya collapsed boneless against the counter, unable to move. Cum poured from her wrecked pussy, her body ached everywhere, and she'd never felt more thoroughly claimed in her life.

"That's one month paid," Marcus said, tucking himself back into his pants with practiced ease. "But we're not done. Not by a long shot."

****

Maya barely had time to catch her breath before Marcus's hand was in her hair again, pulling her up from the counter.

"Bedroom," he commanded. "Now."

Her legs were shaking so badly she could barely walk, but Marcus's grip on her hair kept her moving forward. He guided her to the small bedroom, throwing her onto the bed.

"Here's how this is going to work," Marcus said, removing his shirt to reveal a torso that looked carved from stone....defined abs, strong chest, arms thick with muscle. "That was just the down payment. The appetizer. Now I'm going to really fuck you. I'm going to use every hole you have. And you're going to take it because that's the deal."

He removed his pants completely, and his cock....still impressively hard despite having just come....stood proud and ready.

"On your back," Marcus ordered. "Legs up."

Maya scrambled to obey, pulling her legs up toward her chest, completely exposed to his hungry gaze.

"Look at that," Marcus murmured, his fingers sliding through the cum leaking from her pussy. "All stretched out and dripping with my cum. Your body knows who it belongs to now, doesn't it?"

"Yes, sir."

He climbed onto the bed between her spread legs and pushed inside again....this time in one brutal thrust that made Maya scream.

"That's the sound I want to hear," Marcus said with satisfaction, starting to pound into her immediately. "Scream for me. Let the whole building know their landlord is fucking you for rent."

This angle was deeper, more intense. Marcus loomed over her, his weight pinning her down, his cock hitting her cervix with each thrust. Maya clutched at his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin, leaving marks she hoped would hurt.

"You like this, don't you?" Marcus demanded. "Like being used to pay your bills. Like having a cock this big splitting you open."

"Yes! God, yes!"

"Say you're mine. Say this pussy belongs to me."

"I'm yours! This pussy is yours!"

"Good girl." He pulled out suddenly, flipping her onto her stomach. "Ass up."

Maya positioned herself on her hands and knees, and Marcus entered her from behind....the new angle somehow even more brutal. He fucked her doggy style with punishing force, his hands gripping her ass, spreading her cheeks.

"This ass," he growled. "I've been watching this ass for months. Time to claim it properly."

Maya's eyes widened in panic. "Wait—not there—I've never—"

"Never done anal?" Marcus's laugh was dark. "Well, you're about to learn. Because every hole means every hole, Maya. I told you that."

His thumb pressed against her asshole, circling, and Maya tensed.

"Relax," Marcus commanded, his other hand reaching around to rub her clit. "Fight it and it'll hurt more. Accept it and you might even enjoy it."

He kept stroking her clit, building her pleasure again, and slowly Maya felt herself relaxing. Marcus's thumb pushed inside her ass....just the tip....and the sensation was strange but not entirely unpleasant.

"That's it," he encouraged, working his thumb in and out while continuing to pound her pussy. "Get used to it. Because my cock is going there next."

He pulled out of her pussy and positioned his massive cock...slick with her juices and his cum....at her virgin asshole.

"Deep breath," Marcus instructed. "This is going to hurt."

He pushed forward.

Maya screamed....the sound desperate and raw....as that thick shaft breached her ass. The burn was intense, overwhelming, worse than when he'd taken her pussy. She was so tight, too tight, and he was so big, too big.

"Please," Maya sobbed. "It's too much, I can't take it...."

"You can. You are." Marcus held her hips steady, continuing to push deeper. "This ass is mine now. Every part of you is mine."

Inch by impossible inch, he worked his way inside until he was fully seated in her ass. Maya was crying, shaking, completely overwhelmed.

"There," Marcus said, his voice strained. "Taking my whole cock in your virgin ass. Such a good girl. So fucking perfect."

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