When Betty’s lease ended, she became a part of the furnishings for the apartment, to be used by the next tenants. It was a pretty standard clause in most leases for female tenants, but could have been avoided if she’d read the lease before signing it.

That had been three years ago. Since the new tenants moved in, three guys, she’d had no less than two cocks up her ass at the same time, every single day, for hours on end.

She had been chained to the living room floor, wasn’t allowed to speak, and had become little more than a sleeve for their cocks, and the cocks of random men when they had parties.

It was tiring, but after the first year, when she was given the option to move out, she found that she wouldn’t have it any other way.