Panty-Boy Landlord Gets Caught By Kinky Katrina Part 2

I dressed specially for my meeting with the panty-boy landlord. I put on a satin brocaded corset, garters, lace-topped thigh-highs, black silky panties, and a long, black sheer robe. Right on time, the landlord walked into the community laundry room. He looked nervous. I was hiding in the bushes outside. I popped out of the bushes behind him before he could turn on the lights and said, “Walk inside and get naked.” He did not hesitate. He walked into the laundry room and started to undress. I could feel his eyes on me. My body was a dark, sexy silhouette in the doorway. I could hear his heavy breathing. Then I saw his boner spring out as he pulled down his underwear. He was scared but totally aroused.

“Who are you? What do you want?” he said in a shaky voice. I stepped into the laundry room keeping the lights off, but I lite a few candles that I placed on the washers and dryers. “I am Katrina living in townhouse 117. As to what I want, well, I want a 50% discount on my rent and you as my personal panty-boy.” I said seductively, “And it’s what you want too unless you want everybody to know about your perversions.” 

He was standing there in the candlelight and I could see him shaking.

Then I explained the new situation to my panty-boy landlord. I slipped off my black, silky panties and dangled them in front of his face. “Smell my panties,” I said commandingly, “I know you love to sniff as much as you love to stroke with them.” He took them quickly and put them to his nose. After taking a deep breath, he sighed and reached down to stroke his cock with his other hand. I had another, clean, pair of panties waiting for him. He snatched them out of my fingers and began to rub his shaft with them. “Now do not cum too quickly,” I said teasingly, “You are only going to be able to do this when I allow it and in my presence now.”

The panty-boy landlord slowed his stroking and savored smelling my dirty panties. “As a matter of fact, the next time you will do this will be in my townhouse. It would not be a good idea to be caught by another person in our little community.” I said seductively, “However, I may have you meet me in more public places where nobody knows either of us.” That really got him excited. Then I was circling behind him and dragging my long, red nail across his back. “I might even force you to watch me as I masturbate in a pair of my panties too. Then you can not only smell my sweet pussy but taste it too!” I said as I laughed. He was breathing heavy and I just pushed him right over the edge.

He was cumming in my panties.

I took the panties that he was smelling back and told him to keep the cum-filled panties as a reminder. “I will email you and let you know when you need to ‘come and fix my stove’. Make sure to slot enough time to stroke for me like a good little panty-boy. You’re mine now.” I said in a whisper as I walked past him. I took one last glance over my shoulder as I left the laundry room. He was rushing to get dressed and blowing out the candles. He was most definitely mine now. “Oh, and bring my candles back to me when you fix my stove,” I said as I walked out the door and into the night.

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