Feature Writer: Imma_Scared

Feature Title: Landlord

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Landlord

I was thrilled as I left the offices of Oakley and Oakley Inc.

I really hadn’t expected to get the job, even tho they had flown me in, and put me me up in a four star hotel for the the third interview.

How many times I had I gotten to this stage with other companies, only to be told, in so many words that I was far to young for such a position? Or that they hadn’t realized that Andre was a woman, and while they didn’t have many problems, some of their clients might?

But Oakley and Oakley was what was known in the ‘industry as a ‘progressive company.’ Founded by two young brothers, who just happened to be gay, Oakley and Oakley sought out those that other companies passed by because of age (too little or too much), gender, race or sexual orientation.

“You won’t believe how much talent gets passed by out there… Smokey,” Oakley said as he led me to the spacious office I would soon occupy. “But thanks to them, we’ve got the best here, and you’re going to be a valuable addition to out staff.”

I knew Smokey was sincere, because my starting salary with the company was $10,000 more than the original salary offered in the trade journal ads, and $5,000 more than what I had asked. Plus benefits, plus a generous relocation allowance.It was my hope, that I could have find a nice furnished apartment before I flew back ‘home’ on Monday,
and I could be back in Metropolis at least two weeks before I was to start work with Oakley and Oakley.

When I mentioned this to Smokey, he said, “Well, I’ll tell you, Jim and I just got a nice little place in Bucktown. It’s a seedy-looking neighborhood, but it’s becoming gentrified, if you know what I mean.”

“Right now, the apartments and homes there are dirt cheap. The place I’ve got would cost three times as much at least in other parts of town.  So you may want to try there.”

It sounded like a good idea to me, so when I got back to the hotel, I got a newspaper and began to go through the housing ads. The ads, sorted by neighborhood, proved that Smokey was right, at least as far as pricing went. Housing was much cheaper in Bucktown. And one ad in particular leaped out right at me:For Rent: Recently rehabbed six room plus baths, and garage space, wall to wall carpets, some furnishing available if renter desires. Very private. $600 per month. Utilities included. Call 555-5000 and ask for Mr. Mordeth Baalzemon.

It sounded perfect. Six rooms meant that I could have a ‘office’ at home, and my own little library if I wanted. Glancing at the other ads, it was clearly the best deal.

But the contact name sent shivers thru me. About six years ago, I had seen a program on TV about serial rapists. One of them in particular has stuck in mind and had been giving me recurring nightmares. Karden Baalzed had been his name. Karden Baalzed’s name indicated that he was a follower of the Dark Lord of Klanta, Shaitan Baal. The Dark God of Lust, Death, Cruelty and Pain.

He was a huge man, with a shaved head, and according to the program, an abnormally large and powerful penis. It was his penis that has caused his victims the most damage. One woman died from the way he had rammed it down her throat, chocking her to death.

I remember he was totally unrepentant, and he had told his interviewer, ” It is too bad that broad died. But was what she was made for. Every female is made to be fucked by any and every man who lays eyes on her. Every woman should be fucked hard, and brutally, on a regular basis. At the very least every man, if he is a real man, should rape at least one woman before he dies.

“The host of the show went on to say how that there was a growing movement of men who believed the same, shaved their heads to show their support for Karden, became members of the Brotherhood of Baal, and pledged themselves to defend and support any man tried and convicted of rape. In the last six years, more and more men had shaved their heads, most simply as a matter of fashion, but a significant number, the majority of millions, also changed their name to some form of the Dark Lord’s as well. And some states had a slim majority of its High Officials, Judges, Sheriffs, and City Guards who had joined the movement. The movement had been successful in repealing rape laws in five of the eighteen Provinces, and severely weakening the laws in eight others. And the rape statistics showed that a woman was being raped somewhere in the Union every sixty-nine seconds.

So as I looked at the contact name for the apartment. I hesitated. Instinct said to forget this one, to look for something else. But I reasoned that however frightful the Dark Lord was, however evil His teachings, his followers were, in spite of the statistics, law abiding, many actually upstanding contributors to the local community where they lived. I convinced myself that to not look into the apartment because of a name, would be giving into bigotry and paranoia.

If only only I had not listened to that “reason”, and ignored that fear of being a bigot! If only I had listened to my instincts.

xxxxx

Considering how wonderful the apartment sounded, I was amazed that when I called Mr. Baalzemon, he said that it was still unavailable, and that there was no one he had considered as renters so far.

“When would you like to see it?”, he asked.”Well right away, if I could see it say in about 2 hours? I’m new in town, and I’d like to get a feel for the neighborhood first, ” I replied. I explained how I had just been hired by Oakley and Oakley, and how I planned to be moved in and settled well ahead of my actual starting date with them.”Fine, fine”, Mordeth Baalzemon said. I’ll be here. And if you like the apartment, you can sign the lease today. My Security Company holds the contract for all of the Oakley and Oakley properties, so it seems fair enough to give one of their employees the apartment, if you decide you want it.” “Well”, I told myself, “See? you were scared for nothing. The man has a Security company, and he sounds nice enough, even if he is one of the Dark Lord’s”

xxxxx

In just under an hour, I found myself in the area of Metropolis called Bucktown. It was as Smokey said “seedy”. But it was also a neighborhood with a lot of potential. I could tell from at one time this was a very “fashionable” area. There were still a number of delightful cafe’s, restaurants, and antique stores, and “craftman’s” shops scared among the vacant “For Rent” storefronts to prove that.

Newer shops, too showed that a new class of people, that one referred to as “Yuppies” were re-investing, giving a second life to the neighborhood. The Sunbrooks coffee shops chain, Balaam and Rable Books, and even a Hardywood Star Restaurant had moved in. Still the streets were quiet. No children. A few old people sitting on stoops or benches. And here and there a person who appeared to be a panhandler, perhaps even homeless.

It didn’t seem to be the kind of neighborhood well patrolled by the City Guards either. I wondered if the neighborhood would be safe enough for me.But when arrived at the address for the apartment that Mordeth Baalzemon gave me, I felt that I wouldn’t have to worry about safety. The entire first floor of the block long building was taken up by what appeared to be the offices of his Security Company.

I parked the car across the street from the building., and sat watching it for a few minutes.There seemed to be a constant stream of men going in and out. All dressed in Black uniforms with the symbol of the Dark one emblazoned on the front of their caps, and over their hearts.

Many were also wearing Body armor, the color of dried blood. And the vast majority had their heads shaved shiny smooth, tho some were heavily bearded, and a small number had hair that hung down their backs like a cloak. The sight of them was both terrifying and reassuring. A small army of the Dark Lord’s servants working only a floor below me….. I should have listened to my instincts….

xxxxx

I entered into the main office of Baalzemon Security, where Mordeth had said he would prefer to meet me. To my surprise, all the employees in sight were male, file clerks, typists, even the receptionist. All looked cruel, and hard, and it seem every eye turned to look at me as I walked to the receptionist desk.

“Five feet, seven inches in height, approximately one hundred and twenty-five pounds, 32B cup, greens eyes. Appears to be in mid twenties, hair is of the color called chestnut, appears to be her natural color. Manner of dress and body language indicates female is not only a Child of the Light, but a prude with a tight pussy.” A voice behind me stated.

I blushed with embarrassment to hear myself described so, and was ready to turn to turn and verbally, at least, attack whoever had said that, when the receptionist smiled at me and said, “You must forgive Uther. He’s a fairly new recruit and likes to show off his ability to be a good eyewitness. And you must admit he was accurate.

“Well that was true. Besides, it occurred to me that any response I made might just make the situation, and my embarrassment worse. So I simply said, “I’m here to see Mr. Baalzemon. My name is Dawn Shepherd, and I believe he is expecting me.”

“Ahhh, yes, about the apartment.”, the receptionist said. ” Mr. Baalzemon was called away, but Uther will show you he apartment, and if you decide you want it, he has been instructed to go over the paperwork and give you the keys.

“I almost ran when I turned and saw Uther. He was the spitting image of how I remembered Kaden Baalzed to look, the very image of the man who had raped me in my nightmares again and again over the last six years.

“I am Uther Baalzed”, he said, and he stared hard into my eyes. I wanted to run more than ever, but I found myself unable to make myself. “If you will come with me, I believe you will find that we have exactly what you need.” There was a heavy emphasis on the word “need” that made me shiver.I heard the men in the room begin to laugh, and at that moment I knew that my nightmares had been warnings, prophecy…..

“You won’t so anything stupid like scream or fight will you? I’d hate to have punish you for being a stupid cunt, ” Uther smiled at me as someone grabbed me from behind, and tied my hands behind my back, a blindfold was put on.

“No. Please.” I knew even as I pleaded, that it was useless. “Why me? Why?”

“Just your bad luck, girl. We couldn’t have planned this better, you just falling into out hands like this. If you’d been just a ‘plain-jane’ you’d have gotten a nice apartment, and that would have been the end of it.’

I felt huge hands lift up my skirt, and pull down my panties.

“But its your bad luck that you are very pretty. You’ll make a perfect welcome home present for my uncle Karden!”

The hands began to fondle my pussy then a thick finger jabbed its way inside, and to my shock shame and horror, I felt myself getting wet, getting horny! Another thick, sausage like finger began working itself into my ass, and I tried to pull away, but the man behind me me held me firmly in place.

“Praise Shaitan, this girl is so tight, I can barely get my finger in her! Are you a virgin, girl?” Uther asked, as he began pumping his finger into me. I nodded, and I heard him grunt in satisfaction.

“A virgin, my brothers, surely my Uncle will be well pleased with the prize we have found for him!” His hand left my body, and the other finger left my ass. “Let’s get her to his quarters, and prepare her for his arrival If we are lucky, she’ll survive his assault, and we will enjoy her as well!”

I heard the men laughing as I uselessly struggled to get away while I was dragged off.

“Hell,” I heard someone say, “small chance of that!”

xxxxx

I was taken deep within the building up and down stairs and finally the blindfold was taken off. I was in a what appeared to be a bedroom, with a well appointed bathroom just across the hall.

“You have two choices, and only two.” Uther said. “This is the first choice. You can be obedient, quickly doing everything you are told to do, and you will be raped, but not beaten, whipped, or tortured. When my Uncle is done with you, if you are still alive, myself, and any all the men who desire to will satisfy their lust on you. When we are done, when every cock of every man has known the sweetness of your ass, your mouth, your pussy, should you wish to leave, you will be free to go.”

I shuddered wondering, knowing what the second choice would be.

“Or you could be resist, you can be disobedient. You will be beaten into submission, and raped. You be whipped till your skin in nothing but a mass of bloody flesh, and you will be still be repeatedly raped. But that’s not all. You will be tortured, and you will be raped yet again and again and again. And when we are done, we will take many days to kill you.”

“I choose to be obedient”, I gasped. “I’ll do whatever you tell me, I swear!”

Uther grinned, “Good. The Dark Lord might prefer if you were to choose to have us to use the second way, but most of us really do prefer the first. Now strip!”

I took off my clothes, as Uther continued to look at me, rubbing his crotch.

“I really wish you weren’t a virgin, so I could take you now!”

Just then the door opened, and Karden the ‘twin’ of Uther came in, with a third man. Now that that they, Uther and Karden, were together, I could see the differences, but they were small. All three of the men could have been cast from the same mold, over six foot six inches, at least three hundred pounds, massive and heavily muscled.

“Hello pretty pussy,” Karden said. “Seems you get the honor of being my first female fuck out out of prison. I’m gonna take six years worth of horniness out on you.”

“She’s a virgin too, Uncle,” Uther laughed, “So I know there’s no chance you’ll be able to easy on her, even if you wanted to!”

“No way, boy!” Karden laughed, as he began to remove his clothing. “Shit, it ain’t every day I get to have a virgin.”

“Sorry I wasn’t here to meet you for the plain old rape I had planned for you,” the third man, who I now knew was Mordeth said. “I’d have opened you up before Karden, that’s for sure!” I heard a voice say, “We’re ready to start taping now, Captain.”

And for the first time noticed that a the ceiling and one wall was a mirror, a one way mirror.

“I can’t believe you’re gonna be able to keep up a running commentary while you raping this sweetmeat, Uncle,” Uther smirked.

“Maybe not, but I’ll give it and her my best shot!,” Karden laughed. “Get up, little pussy, we need a shower before we get started.”

I got up and followed Karden into the bathroom, and we stepped into the shower. Karden gave me a good washing first, then he handed me a washcloth and ordered me to wash him. It took a great effort for me to touch him. And then he ordered me to use the washcloth to soap up his soft, flaccid, yet obscenely huge cock.

“Be nice to my cock, pretty pussy,” Karden demanded. “And yes maybe it might be nice to you!”

I grasped his shaft and began to wash it. I shuddered as it visibly grew. Soon it was at its full twelve inches of hefty, vein-twisted cock. “Stroke it girl! Feel what’s about to rip into your pussy and tear your soul to shreds!!!”

I tried to grasp it, but it was so thick that I could not get my fingers around it. It looked as big around as my fist and as long as my forearm, but the thing that scared me the most was that it was gnarly like the limb of an oak tree and felt hard as iron The huge post of flesh felt very, very hot in my hands and seemed to throb with a life of its own. Karden rinsed off and toweled himself dry.

“Does my cock scare you pretty pussy? Think it might kill you? Well , its somewhat possible, and you wouldn’t be the first pussy my cock done serious damage to!,” he roared laughing. “Hope not tho, ain’t as much fun rapin’ a dead body!”

Karden suddenly reached out and yanked hard me against his burly body. “Somethin’ tells me I’m gonna enjoy you as much as I did the first cunt I ever raped,” he whispered in my ear. His huge hands ran up down my body, and to my shock, I found myself responding to him, pressing harder against him, wanting more of the feeling his huge hands were gagging me.

“Oh yeah, Babe. It’s gonna you hurt like hell, but I’m just givin’ you and I both know you just getting what you deserve!” He said as he lifted me up, and carried me, unresisting, out of the bathroom to the bedroom.Following Karden’s instructions I climbed on the bed, so that I was kneeling, facing away from him and the bedroom door. Then Karden knelt behind me, and I could feel the head of his cock, which seemed to be as hard and as big around as a brass doorknob, pressing against my pussy. He began to rub it against my pussy, sending waves of pleasure washing through my body.

“Yeah Baby, this is exactly what you need, ” He grabbed me around the waist and yanked me savagely back at the same time he threw his weight forward. I screamed in sheer agony as the massive intruder tore past my cunt lips and on towards the the protective veil of my maidenhead. “Oh man, this looks so cute! It’s really pretty how the lips of her assaulted pussy are wrapping themselves around my fuck-pole!”

My face fell into the pillow that only slightly muffled my scream as more of that gigantic prick was ripping and tearing its way relentlessly into me. I clenched my fists in pain and and amazement as the torture increased, as the merciless cock tore ever onward into me.

It rammed into me even more brutally as I tried to cry out, to plead for him to stop the onslaught. I realized that the more I screamed, cried and pleaded, the more it seemed to arouse and please Karden.

“Oh shit, this is too fucking great. She’s so sweet, so hot, feels so good! You guys can’t believe how tightly her pussy is gripping my prick. I’m practically having to tear into her. This has got to be the tightest pussy I’ve ever fucked my cock into!”

I finally felt the large plum-like head bump something within me that would not give..They was a great cramping as the red-hot pile driving slab of meat tried to force its way forward. Then it seated itself up against my cervix and Karden pulled back even more on ass and threw himself even harder into me.. I screamed in terror as I felt the head as the monstrous cock strain my cervical hole to the limit.

“Damn, all I got is only none inches of my foot of cock in her.”

Only nine inches? And it felt there was a log in me and he was pressing against the back wall of my insides.

He pulled back and and I felt the lips of my pussy pulling and dragging at his cock. Laughing he said, “Man I’m trying to pull out, and her pussy is trying to pull me back in!”

He continued to pull out, and it felt as though he was pulling my pussy innards out as the sucked at and clung to his cock. Yet pulling out was getting easier for him, since my blood lubricated and coated his pole as he pulled out.It really it felt as though all of my guts were trailing out after the big man’s baton like penis as he pulled out.

“Now to get it back where it belongs!” He shouted as he lunged forward again. his time he plowed back in, and he laughed as he announced, “Ten inches this time!”He continued to pound his fuck-pole into me, ramming his cock into me, causing it to bash against my womb. he plowed into me with short, choppy strokes. I could feel every bump and vein on his huge penis as it rammed in and out my pussy, then he began to fuck me with a furious pace that seemed to get faster and faster and more painfully brutal. He grabbed me around the shoulders so that he could fuck me even harder, pounding into my ripped and battered pussy. I felt my cunt walls burn as the pain began to increase tremendously.

I groaned as I felt the cervical opening begin to dilate as the cockhead smashed against it, that ravaged, muscular hole was giving in to the abuse. It seemed every nerve in my body was being flooded with pain, even as I felt my body begin to relax as if giving up and surrendering to the massive ram plowing into its depths.

Karden was gasping for breath as he announced, “Oh man, I can feel it cumming, I’m gonna cum too fucking soon!” He was fucking me harder, faster. “I gonna blast my hot cum load into the depths of your sweet, sweet little pussy babe. Maybe you can have a baby rapist for me!”

He stabbed in one last time, driving in what felt like the full twelve inches, just as semen rushed up his dick shaft. My eyes bulged as the first shot of hot dick spray pelted the walls of my bleeding and torn interior.

He lunged and buried another more of himself into me, and then collapsed on top of me.Red hot cum continued to pump out of the ejaculating cock to drown my pussy tunnel, easing and bathing some of the pain. The jets began to slow down and finally he pulled back, out of my poor tender, torn body.

He rolled off the bed and my knees gave out from under me, and I collapsed down to lay on my belly. My poor deflowered pussy gushed bloody cream onto the bedspread.

“Damn, that was a great ‘welcome Home Present’ But I’m gonna need a minute or two before I get to see what this pretty thing’s ass is like.”

I screamed in terror, than blacked out.

THE END