Bella closed the door, shaking her head. He wouldn’t do and he was the third one she had rejected in the past week. Her search for a new tenant had not gone well so far. The problem was that she sooner or later slept with her tenants and she had particular tastes. She wanted a good looking young man, of course, but more importantly she wanted one who was relatively inexperienced, preferably virginal, and with a compliant, obedient personality rather than the cocky, “I am god’s gift to women” type.
She had had three of the former looking to rent her room, with the last one intimating in the interview that he would be interested in providing some “side benefits” in exchange for a lower rent. Of course, she thought. And she sighed. Bella had no need for the money. She did have need for the special kind of companionship and the sex that she enjoyed.
Bella loved sleeping with her tenants. It was why she had bought the large house near the college in the first place. There was always a steady supply of young men about.
And at 43, Bella knew she still had it. She was attractive, not gorgeous, but she had a body any red-blooded American male would want: she was 5’11”, 155lbs, but with wonderful curves, a tight butt, and while her breasts sagged ever so slightly, they were very large.
Just then the phone rang. “Hello?”
“Uh, hi,” came the uncertain reply of a young male voice. “My name is Christopher Stern and I was calling about possibly renting the room you have available.”
Bella liked the sound of his voice. It was young, soft, calm, without a hint of bravado or macho in it. “It is still available,” she replied. “The rent is $600 a month but includes meals. Would you like to come by and see it?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Chris answered. “When would be a good time?”
Bella loved the “yes ma’am.” It indicated the boy was polite and respectful and had been brought up properly by his mother. Perhaps his mother had even been a bit overbearing, which provided just the right imprint on young men that enabled the games she liked to play with them. “How about right now? Or are you busy?”
“Uh, no, N-now would be fine. I can be there in about 15 minutes. I have to walk. I don’t have a car,” Chris said.
“That’ll be fine, see you then.” Bella put down the phone. He certainly has promise! Hopefully he won’t be fat or ugly. She didn’t need her lovers to be hunks, but they had to be at least physically appealing. She liked the fact that he didn’t have a car. It meant that he probably wasn’t going out mush in the evenings.
When Chris arrived, Bella was not displeased with what she saw. The boy looked very young for his age, 19, but had the appearance of a 16-year old. It stirred her loins. She loved corrupting virginal youth.
He was only a sophomore! Usually Bella’s tenants were seniors, which meant she only had them for a year or so. So if things went well, she could have this one for up to three years. Chris was considerably shorter than Bella in her bare feet, only 5’5″. This was bit unusual in her experience. He wore glasses, seemed reasonably fit, although he did not work out. His body was thin with little overt body hair. She determined that she had a clear physical advantage over him, because her exercise regime always included some weight training.
“Do come in. You must be Christopher. Nice to meet you,” Bella declared after opening her door almost exactly 15 minutes later. She liked that he had been punctual.
“It’s nice to meet you, too,” Chris replied. “You can just call me Chris. Only my grandmother calls me Christopher.”
“Certainly,” Bella said. “Well, let’s not waste any time. The room is this way and if you decide you might want to rent it, we can discuss the terms in a bit more detail.”
Both Bella and Chris walked down the hall, passing a locked door. “That is the basement and is off limit to my tenants–lots of storage and junk down there. Very messy. It would be far too embarrassing to show you.”
Not all of that is strictly true, Bella thought. All of my tenants eventually spend most of their free time down there and it can get messy, and it certainly can be embarassing–for the young men who find themselves down there.
Bella came to a large room with a private bathroom. “In this house, the mastersuite is on the main level. It is the room I rent. You can see it is quite roomy, with a private bath. You may also use the living room here, if you wish, but it, along with the kitchen, is shared with me. As I said meals are included, if you wish, so they would be with me in any event.”
Chris looked around and thought it looked like a good deal. Lots of space, a nice room, private bath. Sharing meals with the landlady might seem a bit odd, but it wouldn’t be all the time.
“I would definitely like to rent it.”
“Well,” Bella said, “let’s sit down, then, and talk a bit. I have a few questions for you first–you can’t be too careful, you know. And I need to explain a few basic rules of the house. First, why as a sophomore do you want to rent off-campus housing? Doesn’t the university guarantee housing to you?”
Chris was a bit surprised by the question, after all, what should it matter why he wants to rent? But he answered all the same.
“Yes, it does, but the dorms are little rowdy and I haven’t developed any friendships close enough such that I would want to live with them. From your perspective, you’d be pleased to know that I don’t drink or smoke or do drugs and I don’t have overnight guests. I need a quiet place to work.”
Bella was thrilled with this! No female competition or interference, no “social issues” to be worried about, and the prospect that he would be spending most of his free time at the house with no one likely to come looking for him.
“That does indeed sound ideal. You preempted half the rules I was going to explain. But let me add a few things. Chris, I already like you, so I will make this offer now. When you have laundry to do, you may add it to mine and I will do it for you–so long as you remain a good tenant. Breakfast is at 7:00 am and dinner at 6:30 pm. Miss the times and you miss the meal. I understand that sometimes you will, but I just want to be clear on that. The rent is due on the first of the month, with one month’s security deposit. The room is available now, if you wish or I would be willing to hold it for you until the start of term next month, for half a month’s rent?”
“No,” Chris answered, “I’ll take it now. I plan to do some reading and research before classes start, so I’ll be hanging around a lot. Is it all right if I move in this weekend? I want to be settled early.”
“That’ll be fine.”
Chris whipped out his checkbook and wrote out the necessary amount. After Bella had closed the door behind him, she thought, yes, he could make an excellent slave! The thought of tying him down and dominating his young, thin, practcally hairless body–forcing him to satisfy every one of her dark fantasies–brought a fire to her groin.