Beyond her morning routine of waking up her old landlord with a blowjob, Alice had also promised him she would take care of chores around the apartment to pay for her stay.
Cleaning was the easy part. It wasn't that big a place and, considering she had nowhere else to go, the young blonde was happy to keep it tidy. Once she had scrubbed everything properly, it looked less insalubrious than the first time she had entered here. Nearly better than the apartment she used to share with her mother, and a whole lot comfier than her previous tiny poorly insulated studio where it was freezing in winter.
Hence, Alice didn't have any problem with this chores system. It made her able to feel more at home in this depressing apartment. No, the problem was how she had to do them. Because her awful teacher turned tyrannical landlord had forgot to specify one important rule when he had accepted her in his apartment: whenever she cooked or cleaned, she had to wear a scanty pink apron he had bought for her... and nothing else.
The divorced teacher seemed to feel a wicked pleasure every time he walked into a room to see his bratty former high school student busy at the stove or sweeping dust off the floor while her lovely little ass was on display.
Alice knew that setting was the textbook definition of toxic masculinity. Yet... She couldn't deny this little charade was also doing it for her. Because, beyond being quite kinky, she didn't only feel like Mr. Thompson's tenant in those moments. At the very least, she acted as his maid. And at best, as his... housewife.
That label turned her on a lot. She didn't say it out loud of course, because she knew the overweight professor would make fun of her for even entertaining such a silly thought. He just came out of a divorce. It wasn't a wife he was looking for, it was a pet, a slave, nothing close to an equal.
So it remained Alice's little secret fantasy. She thought about it whenever she scrubbed the counter or swept the bathroom tiles with a mop. She knew it was both stupid and outrageous for a girl her age to even imagine being that old spiteful man's bride. To most people, this prospect would have sounded like a nightmare. But that wasn't her case. The young blonde couldn't help but feel butterflies rush in her belly every time she pictured it.
Despite how poorly he treated her, she loved her Daddy. He had been the only one to come her aid when her life derailed. But what she wanted more than anything was to be loved by him.
In spite of her best efforts, she knew Mr. Thompson didn't feel that way about her. Her youthful and enticing body was the only thing of interest to him, that slutty and humiliating apron he made her wear was a clear indication of it. Which is why, far from being insulted by it, the 19-year-old blonde tried to use it to her advantage. To tempt him and make him interested in her.
When Alice cooked, she regularly let little droplets of cream fall on her breasts to make her apron look sexier. Whenever the old man came into a room, she wiggled her little round buttocks to provoke him.
Even when she wasn't doing housework, she enjoyed prancing around in her flimsiest clothes, or even only wearing her undergarments. She passed next to her grouchy high school professor while he was reading his newspaper, made a few dance moves as he drank his coffee, or blatantly shook and spanked her perfect curvy butt in front of him while he relaxed on the couch.
Mr. Thompson had been kind enough to welcome her in his home in her time of need, he was even paying for the groceries while she lived here rent-free. And all he wanted in exchange was for her to play this little stay-at-home private prostitute charade? Of course Alice wouldn't mind such an insignificant compensation for his trouble! She even went the extra mile to thank her wonderful Daddy properly...
Sometimes, using the pretense that her limited wardrobe was dirty, she put every cloth she owned in the washing machine. That allowed her to spend the rest of the day fully naked in the apartment next to him, pouting about the fact she had nothing else to wear, but giving the lecherous older man even more occasions to bask in the glory of her nude body.
The young blonde was aware of the fact this only encouraged Mr. Thompson in his bad behavior. That it wasn't this way she would earn his respect or affection. But at least, it tickled his interest. His lust. She could regularly see in his eyes he wanted nothing more than to use her again for one of his perverted games, and that was enough to reassure her.
Alice knew she shouldn't act this promiscuous, but who could tell her it was wrong? No one knew she was living here. No one cared, anyway.
She had lost her job and was still crippled with debts. If doing all those naughty things with an age inappropriate man was what it took to survive, it was a better deal than the one she had when she worked at Aphrodite, hands down! The 19-year-old girl was well fed and she had a roof over her head at Mr. Thompson's place, she couldn't complain.
Most of all, she finally had someone who enjoyed her company here at home, which was a first for her. Even before she skipped town, her mother hadn't been the most considerate person to live with. They argued often and she was never supportive of anything Alice did. Well, fuck her! The pretty blonde had found someone else to provide for her now. Someone who wouldn't discard her so easily.
Still, doing all those chores while the middle-aged man lazed around on the couch, reading newspapers or watching boring shows like the deadbeat loser he was, was incredibly demeaning. It was the next step of his immoral project to fully turn her into his submissive plaything, but it made her feel more like a cleaning lady than a sex slave sometimes. Possibly even an old person nursemaid, considering their age gap... Which, admittedly, was less fun.
A regular girl would have run out of this place and this fucked up dynamic, but Alice didn't so much a consider this possibility. She felt safe here, and being exploited while feeling constantly sexualized by this older male authority figure aroused her a lot. It meant their dom-sub games never really stopped, and that things could turn kinky at any second...
The fact they both edged themselves to death all day long always ended in disaster, obviously. Very, very pleasant disaster! Her obedience and willingness to cater to him pleased Mr. Thompson a lot, and he often took advantage of Alice's various states of undress. When she was peeling vegetables or doing the dishes, the 55-year-old man silently came behind her and started to caress her body all over. He also enjoyed giving a few playful smacks on her bottom as she prepared food, just for the fun of it.
The former stripper didn't mind him getting a bit handsy. She enjoyed the feeling of his coarse palms on her soft skin, and she saw it as a rare sign of affection coming from the evil professor who never showed anything but contempt toward her.
She knew these gestures weren't all that innocent, though. Carelessly fondling her any time he wanted was a way for Mr. Thompson to remind her that she was at his full disposal if he ever wanted her. Every caress he gave her was a hint of the demeaning way he saw her as: a free-use maid, a walking tease whose body he could enjoy at his leisure.
The old man got a kick out of distracting her in her daily duties like that. He made sure the former unruly highschooler couldn't do any chore without being very aware of the fact he could appear out of nowhere and use her for sex at any second. Mr. Thompson's libido was absolutely insane, and Alice never knew when it would strike next! His constant need for lewd interactions made it very hard to focus on her tasks, but it also made her chores much more enjoyable…
Deep down, the 19-year-old girl didn't mind indulging her repulsive professor's free-use fantasy all that much. Spending each day switching from being a dutiful servant to a nasty sex kitten getting fucked silly by her Daddy in the blink of an eye was unbelievably demeaning, but it was also... Really fun! The whole situation was immoral, but whatever, it had its perks. To hell with other people's opinion, Alice was content with this situation.
One day she was preparing an elaborate dish while strolling around in her whorish apron, she felt Mr. Thompson's looming presence behind her.
"What's cooking, Miss Thornwood?" he asked, in a hoarse voice.
"I'm trying to bake hash brown potatoes," she replied, gleefully.
The old man carelessly put his hand on her nude bottom and his eyes lowered to her plate. He frowned, making Alice feel bad, but... He had reason to. Let's face it, all this naughty maid roleplay was fun, but she absolutely sucked at cooking! She ruined every recipe, it was always either too hot, too cold, and... more often than not, too burned to a crisp.
Who could blame her? Her deficient mother had never taught her anything about baking and preparing dishes. For someone self-taught, it was expectable.
""Trying" is the right word," Mr. Thompson grumbled. "Fuck, it's another one of your disasters... You really are a useless klutz, you can't do one thing right."
"I'm... I'm sorry, sir. I promise, I'm doing my best," Alice apologized.
The 55-year-old man toggled in the dish, looking at the burnt bits that had been appetizing potatoes before the young blonde messed them up. All along, he kept on pawing her lily-white butt as if it was a savory piece of mushy pudding.
"I know you did your best, which makes it even worse. You're too much of an idiot for college, too much of a nympho for stripping, and now you can't even fucking cook properly. Do you have any redeeming qualities, Miss Thornwood?"
Alice blushed from shame. She didn't like to see her Daddy angry, especially when he was right. She had to think of something fast to calm his wrath. She took the rolling pin next to her and started to spank her own ass with it.
"You're right, master," Alice, said, sensually. "Your slave maid is a bad cook, she messes everything up. You need to teach her a good lesson..."
"Aaaaaand there it is..." Mr. Thompson sighed. "The only thing you can think of to get out of a mess of your own making is sex. I'll have to order food online again, but what should you care since you won't pay for it and you think you'll win me over by acting like a shameless whore."
"Is it working?" Alice asked facetiously, without stopping her movement to spank herself with the rolling pin.
For a long time, she had been terrified by the old strict teacher, but now that they had sex constantly and that they lived together, she didn't any longer. The experience with the cigar had given her confirmation he didn't intend on ever hurting her. Which meant taunting her could only lead to one outcome...
"Oh, you think you're being cute, don't you? I'll show you how I deal with cute..."
Mr. Thompson unzipped his pants, revealing his already erect cock. He took it in his hand and smacked her buttocks with it. It nearly felt bigger and harder than the dough roller, which was saying something... Then, he put the tip at the entrance of the pretty blonde's pussy, seized her hips and pushed himself inside her in one go, before standing completely still behind her.
Alice gave a slight hiccup, feeling completely stuffed. The walls of her vagina crawled around his hard rod and purred in satisfaction. She had a deep moan and turned down the stove. Cooking time was over, they weren't going to sit at the table to eat any time soon...
"Daddy, wait... What are you... Ah! ...doing? I was just... Ah! I was just making dinner!" she said, feeling him start to move back and forth inside her.
"You were baking charcoal is what you were doing," snorted the old man, smacking one of her asscheeks with his hand. "You sure took me for a fool when you said you'd pay for your stay by becoming my maid. You can't cook for shit, I always have to order food after you fuck everything up. You're costing me a fortune, you imbecile!"
"I'm sorry!" Alice cried, hanging on to the stove to refrain from moving too much while her landlord was giving her pussy a rightful scolding. "I'm so sorry for deceiving you and for not being good enough, sir. I know my body is the only thing you keep me around for."
"Damn right it is!" Mr. Thompson replied, humping her more fiercely. "And you didn't think you could spend your day walking around like a cocktease without repercussion, did you? You reap what you sow, you filthy little tramp!"
"Ah! But Daddy, you're the one who offered me that cute little apron. I wear it to show you how grateful I am for your kind present."
"Oh, you're grateful, are you?" he chortled. "And are you also grateful of the way I'm treating you since you moved in here? Is your daily life with your former middle-aged high school teacher to your satisfaction, Miss Thornwood?"
As if he needed to ask! Alice's life had never been so perfect, so enjoyable! Especially in a moment like that where her whole body was on fire from feeling the dick she loved most in the world penetrate her so exquisitely.
"It is Daddy! Ah!" she replied. "Even though I'm an unemployed failure, that I can't cook your food properly, you've taken me under your wing. You fed me, put a roof over my head... Ah! You're the most generous person I know, Mr. Thompson! I can't believe I never understood when you taught me in Fowland High! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
"You always bewilder me, Miss Thornwood!" laughed the four-eyed teacher, as he pounded into the teen blonde's soft pussy. "Honestly, I'm starting to think you have Stockholm syndrome or something. Makes me feel like I should ask, you do realize I'm taking advantage of you, right?"
"What are you talking about?" moaned Alice, going absolutely crazy from the waves of pleasure irradiating from her intimate parts. "You've been nothing but good to me, sir! So... Oh, god... Soooo fucking good to me!"
"I know you're dense, slut, but think for a second," he said, as his cock moved in and out of her sloppy mess of a cunt. "This apartment is a dump, and the basic necessities I'm providing you with are hardly expensive. I know you're broke, but it's not the Ritz-Carlton you're living in. By contrast, the service you're providing me with, letting me fuck and creampie a hot teen on the regular, is extremely costly! You could charge several hundred bucks for an hour if you were a hooker. Which means you're basically giving me thousands of dollars worth of sex each week, with how often I'm banging you!"
Alice knew that, of course. Her disgusting old professor was obviously getting the most out of their bargain. But money wasn't the point in their relationship, it never had been. It was about age taboo, power imbalance, substitution of family members... Why did he have to ruin her fun like that?
"I... I don't understand, sir," the 9-year-old girl said, feigning cluelessness. "I'm no one's whore, except yours! How could I sell my body to someone else since you're the one it belongs to? I'm your property, remember? So I'm not giving you anything, you're just using your private little fucktoy as is your right! If I sold my body, I would be stealing from you!"
She pushed her round butt on his waist, impaling herself on his massive hard-on, to emphasize her point. To remind him how subservient she was and how whole-heartedly she took the mission the old teacher had bestowed upon her.
"Oh, I love where your mind is at, slut!" he grinned, his dick twitching from excitement inside her. "You're not only a sub, you're also a masochist. I thought I would be the one to enjoy putting a leash and collar on you the most, but turns out I was mistaken!"
Everything came back to her in a flash. The hotel bedroom, the collar in the black box, the leash pulling on her neck as she was losing her anal virginity... Thinking about that night always turned her on so much.
"Yeah, I think you were, sir... Ah! You reaaaaally were," Alice replied, pulling out her tongue obscenely.
The hateful professor was fucking her so good that her legs gave out and she fell on the kitchen's tiled floor. It wasn't enough to discourage Mr. Thompson, aroused as he was. He lowered himself behind her and started to push his massive cock back inside his former student's tight cunt. Alice caressed her labia to stimulate herself even more than she already was.
"Still, don't pretend to be dumber than you are Miss Thornwood," he said, between the loud smacks of his waist against her ass. "You know what I mean. You could leave me and go to a motel, a youth center or wherever the fuck you want any day if you wished to. That way, you wouldn't have to get banged constantly by an ugly bastard old enough to be your dad."
"But... you are my Daddy! Ah!" Alice said in a soft and naive voice while her teacher slammed into her defenseless bottom. "Why would I go elsewhere, this is my home now! ...Ah! I'm not paying rent, you give me food every day... Ah! The least a good daughter like me should do is thank her father properly when he treats her so well! ...Ah! So don't hold back, Mr. Thompson! Use my holes as much as you want! Give me any chores you want! ...AH! You've marked me, tamed me, bought me! Stop saying you're taking advantage of me. I'm your property, your cum dumpster, do whatever you want to me!"
"Christ, girl," he laughed. "Those daddy issues have certainly done a number on you! I hope you realize you don't need to be that desperate for me to keep you around. But if being an old man's submissive slave gets you off, I certainly won't complain. To think my worst student would one day beg me to treat her even harsher than I already do! Even when I saw you stripping, I never expected so much out of you, Miss Thornwood!"
That's what Alice liked to hear. She relished to be insulted for her depravity, but also to be praised for it. To be reminded she was the lowest of the low, but that it made her all the more lovable. To be her Daddy's devoted whore, and earn her keep and his affection that way. Mr. Thompson wasn't taking advantage of her. Truthfully, she was the one getting everything she had ever wanted out of this relationship!
"You can expect anything you want out of me, master!" she moaned, feeling more and more aroused. "I'm your obedient little girl, aren't I? Am I not good and subservient? Please, Daddy, please tell me I'm good!'
"The hell you are!" grunted the despicable old man, gripping on her arm to hold her still and penetrate her deeper with his broad cock. "You're a waste of space Miss Thornwood, don't expect me to tell you otherwise! Even in my home, you dress in those whorish clothes and parade around naked to provoke me! And here I am, disciplining you for the hundredth time! Will you finally learn to behave, or do I have to keep fucking some sense into you, you stupid slut!?"
"I'm sorryyyyyyy, sir!" the pretty blonde screamed, caressing her clit and relishing every insult. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I know I misbehave. I know I shouldn't play around with the urges of a grown man. Please, punish me for my impoliteness! Punish me, Daddy!"
Being asked so courteously, the old man could do nothing but oblige. He seized his former student by the hips and pummeled her poor cunt as vigorously and savagely as he could. Alice held on to the furniture around her to withstand the sheer ferocity of Mr. Thompson's lust. Her pussy was shook by an agonizing orgasm, but her corrupt landlord didn't stop.
He wanted to see the poor blonde crawl on the floor and lose control of her body with how badly he was screwing her. And he was succeeding! Alice absolutely loved having the older man fuck her into submission like that!
"Enjoying being dicked down by an ugly old fart, are you?" he mocked, noticing she had once again came on his cock. "You're a disgrace!
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