Landlord’s Visit, Part 2

I locked the door to my apartment after a hard day of work and sighed, gratefuly that I didn’t have to go into work for a whole week. I had a week of paid vacation coming and I was estatic. I heard some footsteps outside of my door and tensed, but relaxed when they went by. For the last month I had have been repeatedly raped by my older landlord and his son. While the father was very much endowed, his son wasn’t but he made up for it with brutality and stamina.

Since no one seemed to be stopping by tonight I stripped down and walked to my bathroom naked. I filled my bathtub with hot walter and smelling salts and climbed in. I just rested my head on the back of the tub and closed my eyes. Then I heard the knocking, it was insistant and annoying. And I knew who it was. My landlord’s wife-she was usually nice but sometimes, like now, she wasn’t in a good mood.

I stood up and called that I was coming and pulled on my terrycloth robe and answered the door. She pushed her way in and started to pace, a common occurence as she usually came to talk to me about things. She was the landlord’s second wife, and a good deal younger. She was only twenty-five and he was around forty but I knew why she had married him, the same reason I didn’t go to the police about him raping me.

Anyway, she started pouring out her heart and soul to me. She wept about how she knew that her darling Clarence was seeing another woman, and how he didn’t love her anymore. I tried not to let the fact that I already knew all of this show and I led her over to my couch. Sitting beside her I tried to comfort her the best that I could. I put an arm around her and she sighed, resting her head on my shoulder. She mentioned something about how I was such a great friend, and I wished that I could tell her the truth but then that would ruin everything for me.

The door to my apartment opened and my landlord walked in and shut the door. Looking at the two of us he leered and I pulled my robe closer together. She looked at him confusedly and asked why he had come in unannounced and shut the door. He looked from her to me, and I could see the perverted wheels turning. He stalked over and pulled me up by my arm and then back handed me, sending me sprawling to the floor. She started to scream and he backhanded her, and looked at me.

“Suck my cock you damn whore!” He bellowed and I rose to my knees and started to unzip his pants. As soon as his cock was free he was trying to shove the whole length down my throat, but it wouldn’t all go. He tried hard, but he eneded up cumming in my mouth, and his sticky cum overflowed my mouth and ran down my chin and neck.

“How could the two of you do this to me?” His wife asked and he laughed and pulled her off of the couch and held her close to him. I was still on my knees, his cock next to my face.

“We aren’t doing this to you. She’s my little whore and so are you. And don’t forget that I’m the lord and master, and you will do as I say.” He shoved her down and made her take his cock in her mouth. Soon he had cum again and as he pulled out he grabbed the two of us by the hair and led us to the bathroom. Once there he pulled my robe off and ordered me to get into the luke warm water. He then ripped the clothes off of his wife and told her to get in with me. She did and huddled far away from me.