Torture sex would be my ticket out, and I had to endure so much. Lately, I’ve been avoiding my landlord. It’s been a game of cat and mouse. He’s been trying to chase me down. He has even gone to my old workplace to find me. Whenever he comes around to knock on the door, I am silent. Luckily for me, California passed a law during the pandemic that made it illegal for landlords to come in with a master key to any resident’s apartment. Well, one day, he caught me right as I was exiting. He must have been staking out looking if I would be bumping into him. He asked me to walk with him to talk or go to the office with him. So I tried to get him off my back and told him I’d be downstairs at the office. The landlord knew better and said he would wait and walk with me.
There was no way I would get out of this, so instead, and I offered him to come inside my apartment because I didn’t want other tenants to hear. So I began to brainstorm, and of course, I gave him a sob story. Well, that didn’t work, and he told me that I would have to exit the premises at the end of the month because of my lease. It didn’t occur to me that I never signed the new lease so he was correct. He knew he could take whatever he wanted for me, so he gave me an offer that I couldn’t resist. I didn’t want to take it because I found him foul but desperate times call for desperate measures.
The landlord began to tell me that I would be his little sex slave and would use me whenever he felt the need to do so. The first session began, and he wanted to tie me up and make me bleed. I remember feeling his hands around my neck he was so rough with me that I kept passing out. Now I’m trying hard to figure something out to escape this nightmare.
