Christmas Cake Lamia Landlord-Sama

>Be Christmas Cake Lamia Landlord
>Own Apartments in Monster Girl City
>Everything goes pretty smooth
>Demon Girl indulges in all 7 sins each day, but at least she cleans up pretty well
>Oni Girl occasionally breaks the door, but she pays to fix it so I don't mind
>Wurm girl tries to pay the rent with hugs every now and then
>Thankfully her parents gave me her bank account number, so I just take the rent out of that
>Elf Girl sometimes leave her handholding porn outside
>Constantly have to yell at her to keep her obscene shit out of sight
>Fucking degenerate
>Every now and then my parents send me a letter asking when I'll get married
>I never bothered looking
>B-But hey, who needs love when you have money, right?
>Life is pretty swell overall
>One day, get new tenant
>It's a Human Boy, I'd guess somewhere between 18-20
>Apparently is going to Monster Girl University
>Odd choice but whatever
>Sign him up for a room
>He always acts really nice and innocent
>Almost too nice and innocent
>None of the Monster Girls in the apartments have the heart to rape him
>Demon Girl worked up the will to try
>She was apparently burned when she touched him
>Elf Girl is interested, but far too beta to actually make a move
>Part of me wonders if he's too pure for this establishment
>Well, at least his money is good

>One day counting up the profits
>Why is there Monopoly money in here?
>Also, where is Human Boy's payment?
>Slither up to his apartment
>Unlock the door via Skeleton key, and lock it again once I'm inside
>He's asleep at his desk, with some college books around him
>Smack his head with the back of my tail
>"Wake up faggot, where's my money."
>He takes a few seconds to come too
>When he realizes what's happening, he begins to stutter, something about college books being really expensive, and he'll have the rent really soon, with interest
>Taking a closer look at him, I suppose he is kind of cute, if a bit small and frail
>And him squirming around and panicking is getting me a bit hot and bothered...
>Decide to use this situation to my advantage
>Wrap my tail around him, binding him to his chair
>Tell him that he can pay another way if he wants too
>He grows flustered, and assures me he'll have the payment really soon
>I tell him he can either pay me how I want him to pay me, or he can be kicked out right then and there
>His choice
>He pauses for a bit, to take in all his options
>Finally he agrees
>Jackpot

>I decide to start simply, as I kiss him
>Slipping my long tongue through his mouth, nearly reaching his throat
>Can feel him panic as he begins to gag
>I restrain him by coiling around him tighter, forcing him to endure it
>Once I've had enough, I withdraw
>He gasps for breath, as I begin to undo his pants
>Well, it's poking up
>It's not rape if he's turned on by it right?
>He's looking down at the ground, almost shamefully
>A thought crosses my mind
>"Why, you've never had sex before, have you?"
>He tells me no, to which I laugh at
>"Look at you, wanting to remain pure. I bet you wanted to lose your virginity to whoever you ended up falling in love with, didn't you?"
>Tears begin forming in his eyes, as he nods
>"And now look, you're gonna end up losing it to some old snake just to pay the rent! Why, you're no different then a two-bit whore, aren't you?"
>He looks down with tears, as I force his member inside me
>Both of us give a slight gasp, as I begin to ride him
>For three hours of non-stop fucking
>Never felt more satisfied in my life
>Tell him that this is how I expect him to pay me from now on
>He nods quietly, as I slither out, locking the door behind me
>I'm sure Mom will be quite proud when she hears this!

>Proceed to do this for a few months
>Occasionally visit him extra times, outside of collecting rent
>Did he leave a light on? That's gonna cost extra
>Leave a door unlocked? Extra
>Want to use the laundry? Extra
>He doesn't ever seem to talk much after sex, guess he's still in shock or something
>Some of the other tenants are a bit jealous I got him
>However, I make it very clear to them that he's mine, and anyone that went after him would suffer consequences
>They understand
>One day decide to visit him because I noticed he left the window open
>See him on the floor
>Poke him
>Yup, he's not breathing
>Begin freaking out
>Oh God he isn't dead, is he?
>Call 911 as I coil tightly around him
>Operator has a hard time making out what I'm saying over the sobs
>Ambulance finally arrives, I demand to go with it
>After some waiting at the hospital, Doctor Ryu finally tells me what happened
>Suffered a seizure or something
>Wasn't too horrible though, he should make a full recovery very quickly
>Give a sigh of relief, and decide to go outside and have some fresh air
>As I do, I begin to think about the situation
>Why was I freaking out so much earlier? I mean sure, I would have worried for anyone, but with him
>I was honestly worried he might die and be gone forever
>I mean, he was just a fucktoy to me, an easy lay, I didn't care that much about him, right?
>I didn't actually love him, right?
>...
>Fuck, I really did love him

>I curse my luck, not wanting for this to have happened
>And now, he probably hates my guts after all the times I dominated and raped him
>There'd be no way in hell he'd return the feelings
>And even if I hadn't raped him, be probably wouldn't even want me. Not everyone likes Christmas Cake, and there was at least a 10 year age gap between us
>And what if he didn't like Lamias? What if, God forbid, he preferred Horse Pussy?
>But... But I can't give up
>Maybe, if I tried hard enough, I could win him over!
>That was my resolve!
>Next day
>Decide to visit him in the hospital room
>As I slither through the door, he notices me seems surprised
>I mumble hi and ask him how he's doing
>He meekly says he's doing fine, just a bit light-headed
>He asks if I'm the one who called to bring him to the hospital
>I tell him yes, and he thanks me
>There's an awkward silence that fills the room, as I decide to take a seat on a nearby chair
>I guess he's not used to seeing me outside of a "I'm about to rape you' setting
>His eyes are looking towards the ground, rubbing his arm, extremely nervous
>Decide to break the tension and skip straight to the point
>"So... want to go out tomorrow?"
>He looks at me confused, and asks where
>"Well, I dunno. Just... Go out on a date together."

>He tilts his head
>He ponders the idea for a few minutes
>Finally, he begins to say that he isn't entirely sure if he'd feel up to anything tomorrow
>Oh God does he hate me?
>he might hate me
>I proceed to tell him that it'll be considered this month's payment just please do it
>He accepts my offer
>I give a sigh of relief and plop back in my chair
>I knew he couldn't resist my feminine wiles
>Spend the rest of the day making small talk
>It's mostly just me carrying the conversation and him giving one word replies
>It's good enough for me though
>10 PM comes, and the nurse informs me visitors outside of immediate family can't stay inside patient rooms
>Wish him goodnight, and fall asleep in the waiting room
>Wake up the next day
>It's the day the human boy gets to leave the hospital
>Offer him a ride in my car
>He accepts. Granted, he doesn't have much choice considering he doesn't own a car
>After signing a few papers, we're able to leave the parking lot
>Very quiet car ride
>I look over to him every now and then. He mostly just stares outside a window
>"So... Any particular place you want to go for our date?"
>He shakes his head, indifferent
>I begin to sweat, trying to think of a place where I can win him over
>The Theatre? No, we'd hardly get to talk to each other
>The Ice Skating rink? No, he might suck at Ice Skating, or get seduced by some fluffy Yeti girl there
>The Beach? Great atmosphere, we'd be alone, perfect!
>Oh wait, Monster Girl City doesn't have a beach
>Fuck

>The Park?
>Well, it's right here. And I suppose it's kinda like a beach, just without water and sand
>Park it is!
>Pull up, and both get out
>He asks why we're here, to which I remind him of our date
>He remembers, and grabs my arm as I lead him through the park
>The atmosphere is nice. The warm sun, the slight breeze, the cicadas and birds making a chorus of music
>Approach a booth with Snow Cones and decide to get the both of us one
>I think our dates going well, nothing seems majorly wrong
>He still won't talk much though, all I seem to be able to get are yes and no replies
>Reach the top of a hill, the highest point in the park
>I take a seat on the bench, and motion for him to do likewise
>Sitting here on the bench together, my tail coiled around him, watching the sunset
>Everything just felt right
>God I wanted this to last forever
>I glanced around, seeing no one nearby
>Now was a better time than ever to finally ask him his thoughts
>"... Do you hate me?"

>He looks at me, a bit shocked I asked that. He only replies with a 'Huh?'
>God dammit, why couldn't he have just given a yes or no answer
>"Well, I mean, I..."
>"I forced you into sex all the time and... I'm sorry about that. It's just that..."
>Fuck, why was it so hard to put my thoughts into words
>"I... I had never really... You know... 'Done it' with anyone, so you were the first time I ever experienced it. And once I had a taste of it, it was such an amazing rush, a wonderful feeling that I just had to keep it, I needed more of it."
>I could feel tears begin to drip down my face, as I tried to wipe the tears away with my shirt sleeve
>"Well, since I had no experience with it before, and you were right there, I could easily just force you to satisfy me. It was just so easy, and so wonderful."
>"B-But the more I was around you, and the more I thought about it, I just began to grow more fond of you, more than just a sex toy and..."
>The world around me started to blur, as tears nearly covered my eyes. I grabbed him and shoved my face in his chest, wiping my tears on his shirt, my sobs growing louder
>"So, I-I'm sorry I took what you were saving for the person you love, I'm sorry I took your virginity! I'm sorry I forced you into sex and treated you like a prostitute, I'm sorry! I'll never do it again, I promise! I'll never even take a payment from you if you want, just... Just please tell me if you hate me or not, I can't take not knowing it anymore!"
>His shirt was wet, stained from me. I wish I could have stopped, but the tears just kept coming down my face. The most I could do was grip his shirt tighter
>Suddenly though, I felt a hand pat me on the back

>I look up to him
>He's has a weak smile on his face. Not the most charming thing in the world, but it'll do
>He finally says something that isn't a simple one word reply for once
>"It's OK Landlord-Sama. I forgive you."
>The tears finally stop as I hold him tighter, thanking him. He continues to rub my back for comfort
>There's a moment of silence, just the two of us. Part of me wants to ask my next question, but the other wishes to just assume the answer is yes
>Regardless...
>"So... Does that mean you love me too?"
>He stops
>Oh fuck
>Oh fuck is he gonna say no
>He tells me he isn't sure
>He tells me he wants more time
>Well, I suppose it wasn't outright rejection
>I tell him to take all the time he needs
>And so our date ends with us on the bench, staring at the night sky
>Me resting my head on his chest, tail loosely coiled around him, as he pats my head
>I wouldn't have it any other way

>3 months later
>Counting up the monthly payments once again in my office
>Why is there Monopoly money in here?
>Hear a knocking at the door
>"Come in"
>It's the Human Boy, holding some flowers
>Charmed, I ask him what the occasion is, to which he simply says 'Happy Birthday'
>I grow a bit flustered, I never told anyone about my Birthday. And I especially wouldn't tell him
>Don't want him thinking I'm some old snake or something
>He offers to take me out to any restaurant to celebrate
>I tease him about how he couldn't considering he still doesn't have a car
>After some playful banter, we both get in my car, ready to go out for the night
>Before we drive off, notice someone waving right in front of us
>Oh fuck it's the Elf Girl
>Threw her out last week because she tried to smuggle in some illegal vanilla pornography
>Tell my date I got this, as I roll down the window
>Elf Girl sobs, as she begs to stay, saying her parents won't let her back
>Tell her I ain't gonna deal with some disgusting pervert doing illegal activities, can't be held reliable for that shit
>She then begs to at least hold my dates hand, just to know what it feels like
>Jesus Christ what a degenerate
>She's far gone at this point, as I roll up my window and drive off away from her
>If she's still there when we come back I'm calling the cops