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Ms. Emerson, Em, did move in with me. For the first six months of living together everything was going great. We worked during the day, fucked each others’ brains out at night. On weekends, we basically didn’t bother with getting dressed unless having to go out to get something. We couldn’t get enough of each other. Em had the summers off from teaching so she did art in my apartment during the day while I worked. She was always ready for me to come home. Em also prepared our meals during that time.
As the summer was coming to an end and school was just about to get going. Em started to question if she wanted to teach. This alarmed me because she had been living for free with me all summer and we had planned to use that money to expedite finishing the two apartments on the second floor of the building I owned. Em was enjoying the freedom of doing her art, being naked all day, getting fucked by me, and being supported financially by me. We sometimes talked while I was pumping my cock into her body. I asked what she wanted to do. Em would spin it by asking if I enjoyed having her as my “sex slave” roommate. The answer was obvious! She was now wanting me to cum into her mouth. Em had gotten quite skilled at swallowing. Anal was still off the books but she did allow me to stick a finger into her tight pale ass on occasion.
When it came time for her to return to school. Em played me stating she had been at school, going to meetings, and setting up her classroom. In reality, she had already told them she wee no longer interested in the job and quit. I wouldn’t find out until about three weeks later when I questioned her about getting paid. My architecture job was going very well and I had several ongoing projects to keep busy. I had gotten a promotion and now had two employees under me. I confronted Em on getting a job. She told me that she had applied to a few places and was waiting to hear back. I wanted to ask more but that evening after work, Em let me fuck her in the ass. She had pepped herself and when she laid down and propped her ass up for me. She reached back pulled her pale ass cheeks open and seductively asked if I wanted to stick my cock in it. Needless to say, but I let the jobless questioning go and stuffed my cock into her ass. I was surprised it wasn’t more painful for Em. She moaned and yelped as I marveled how my thick cock disappeared into her tiny ass hole. I enjoyed her ass so much, I had three helpings into the early hours of the following day. Em was given a few days of recovery.
For the next couple of weeks I didn’t push the getting a job talk with Em. Sex with her had intensified and she seemed more willing to make me happy. She gave me blow jobs in the mornings, Em would join me in the shower, and she always made meals for me. It was a very pleasurable time. Em had become my servant. Anything I wanted with her she did. I knew she was trying to avoid the questions I had about getting a job. I also knew I was getting to fuck this super hot, petite, big chested, long curly dark hair, green eye goddess anytime I wanted. So I let Em live with me.
I had some vacation time and since Em wasn’t working. We had decided not to go anywhere and put the money into contracting the work on the lower apartments. I had been pumping my seeds so often intl Em’s holes that her body was beginning to struggle with my insatiable sex drive. We now had a sex swing that hung just a few feet away from our bed. I would put Em into it then fuck her with her legs cuffed up and leave her afterwards. She hated it when I would go shower as her legs would fall asleep. I found it funny when she tried to walk and would have to crawl to the bed until her legs got their circulation back. When I put her facing down, cuffing her wrists to her ankles. I would take her from behind and slam my cock into Em. Em would cry out especially when I didn’t use lube into her weary ass. Her tight ass wasn’t as firm as it once was. I told my frustrations out when doing anal. Em usually cried during those sessions. We were not kissing as much as we used to. Instead I was making suck my cock after anal. She had to brush her teeth and use mouthwash before we could kiss. At one time, I had envisioned us together …having a future. But now, she had become more of a sexual fantasy routine and I intended to fuck her into total submission.
After four days of debauchery, Em finally got the courage to speak up her concerns. As we lay together on our sweaty , cum soaked bed she asked if I was angry with her. Em pleaded with me her whole body ached. She confessed her ass really hurt from all the anal. Em had gone on a liquid diet. She had flushed her ass so much that sometimes she got severe cramping and would scream out from being so dehydrated. I acted as nothing was wrong, just enjoying our sex filled stay-cation. Em began to cry. I did feel a bit sorry but I chose to act oblivious to her plight. Em was a good sport as I rolled her off of me and I mounted her as she lay on her stomach. I let my full body weight press into her as she sobbed into a pillow. In a sadistic way, I enjoyed myself way too much. Em went silent as she went to a dark place in her mind as I had my way witn her.
The next day, I saw no more spark in her green eyes. Em’s posture was more slumped as she went about her daily chores I now assigned. The few times we had sex she basically was limp. Em managed only to let out an occasional moan but mostly she was silent. I attempted to get her to engage in role play but she was more robotic than anything. I stopped before Cumming into her pussy while taking her doggie style. Em fell over afterwards as I went to the showers pissed. I thought about kicking her out but thought better. I knew I had taken things too far. Em was willing to take it because she had no where else to go. I was paying for her college, her car, and insurance…not to mention a placed to live. If I did kick her out she would be lost. It all stemmed down to me being a total prick because she hadn’t done anything to get a job. Honestly, she didn’t need to work for us to survive but I struggled to let it go.
When I returned from showering. Em was laying in the same position I had left her. I rolled her over and she stared with a blank stare up at the ceiling. Her body was rail thin. Her ribs now showed from basically starving herself. Her bony hips were more prominent. Her once full large heavy breasts were thinner and hung lower. I picked her up and took her into the shower. My towel had fallen off as I sat her on a tile bench inside the shower. I began to wash her body. Em didn’t make eye contact with me. I kissed her but there was no reciprocation. It turned me on how drained and distant she looked. I washed her pussy that was now completely void of pubic hair per my request. I let my fingers slide intl her touching her sweet spot. Em let out a weak muffled grunt. Her legs trembling and shaking uncontrollably. Em weakly grabbed my arm. She looked up at me witn sad eyes. Em didn’t say a word as her whole body quivered as I fingered her. Her grip tightened as she leaned over while I touched her. Her legs open. Her left leg extended and shaking vigorously. I was leaning over her. She looked up her eyes with a faded look. Em spoke weakly, please don’t stop. She reached down and rubbed as I fingered her. Her whole tensed up as she got close. When she couldn’t hold back, she cried out loudly. Ringing in my ears, she exploded. Two immense bursts of fluid left her body. Em looked up at me and in that brief moment of pure extacy…she told me,”I love you!” Her green eyes had that spark in them. Her whole body jerked hard. Instead of going relaxed. Em’s body continued to jerk wildly. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She would of fallen on her face had I not caught her. I picked her up tried to squeeze her body still. Em continued to jerk and twitch. I reached back, turned off the shower. I picked her up. She was now having convulsions. I rushed her to the bed and called an ambulance. I was in a panicked state.
It was a blur as we were taken to the hospital. Em was still flopping around as they gave her an IV. I cried being so useless. I had managed to put a pair of my shorts and a T-shirt on her and myself before they arrived. It looked bad I am sure….
Em spent the next several days in recovery. She had lost temporary consciousness but was now doing better. I was questioned thoroughly about the events that led up to this. Em was able to share her story and fortunately they lined up. I was then lectured about the dangers of too many enemas administered in such a short period of time. Em admitted that she had been the one who did them to herself. I stayed with her almost the whole time. Only going twice to shower and change clothes. I also brought some of Em’s clothes.
Em improved and looked more like herself. Her face wasn’t as gaunt looking and the rosy pink color cam back on her pale cheeks. Her sense of humor came back with the light in her eyes. I had vowed to her that things would be the different. As for the doctors and nurses, I was met witn disdain. They were short blunt and rude to my questions. For Em they were quite the opposite. I couldn’t wait to get her home.
When we did return home. I took excellent care of Em. I dotted on her every need. Em’s appetite had come back and we born ate loads of unhealthy foods. When it came time to have sex. I let Em ride on top of me. We took it very slow. I was excited, nervous, and apprehensive as we locked eyes. Em moved up off of my soaked wet cock. She moved up me to finish herself on my face. She rubbed as I licked. Em moaned like it was our first time! She gushed forth loads of her sweet salty juices onto me. I lapped it all up as best as I could. Em laughed at me with my eyes born closed covered in her swell. We would clean up and have one of the best sleeps we had had in a long time. I spooned her all night in my arms. Feeling the warmth of her slender body next to mine.
We decided to go back to a more moderate sex life where each of us would be a priority. Things would go well for a time until Em got a job. She had found work at art place where she taught classes to paying customers. Em moved up to run the place as an assistant manager. She also would later start an affair with the owner of the place. Em did a very good job of the affair until the day she confessed it to me. It surprised and not surprised me. She sobbed telling me she was now in love with him. I knew we had drifted apart and we had been going through the motions for a while. I wanted to be angry and I saw Em brace for what was coming. Instead, I chose to tell her how happy I wee for her. I hugged her as I began to tear up. Em looked up at me in bewilderment as her eyes began to water. We kissed passionately and we made love one last time. We didn’t talk but just looked deeply into each other’s eyes. Our eyes did all the talking. When we finished, Em left witn a bags of her stuff.
We would hook just three more times before Em left my life for good.
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