It was honestly my fault and admittedly I was being a bit irresponsible with my money. I was kinda panicked and didn't know what to do. I ended up sharing my concern with the guy who I was closest to out of all of us who lived there. I basically begged him to cover for me and I promised him that I would pay him back as soon as I got paid.
I could tell he didn't really want to give it to me, but he seemed to want to say something. The whole thing was his idea. He basically said that instead of me paying him back when I got paid, I could pay him back in "other ways". I pretty much understood what he was saying right away, and after a moment of thought (I always thought he was hot), I pretty much agreed.
He told me that he would cover my part of the rent, but in exchange I had to be available to him whenever he wanted that month. Maybe i'm just a slut like that but I honestly found the idea kind of hot. I think I liked the degrading aspect of it. It was almost like only his pleasure mattered, and I love to please.
I told him I agreed to his terms, and asked when it started. "Now. Show me that you mean it" he said. I remember it clearly. We were in my room sitting on my bed and I wanted this deal to go through so I gave it my best. I got on my knees on the floor and got between his legs. When he pulled out his cock, I was stunned. It was fucking huge. I had no idea.
I did the best that I could with it and of course swallowed every last drop of his cum when he finished. I wanted him to know I was gonna be a good girl for him. It continued like this for the rest of the month. He would fuck me whenever he felt like it, and I was pretty much his toy. I enjoyed it wayyy more than I thought I would going into it. It was almost like a game. It was exciting and kept me on my toes. I never knew exactly when he was going to fuck me and the anticipation kept me in a constant state of partial hornyness.
Eventually, our other roommates started to get suspicious. He would fuck me and use me even when they were home and I think it became pretty obvious that we were fucking. At one point, one of them literally just called us out. That is when things really started to escalate. They asked if we were a "thing" now, and we didn't want to lie. Anyways the escalation of this situation is honestly a whole different story which I will write about another time, but I just wanted to make it clear how this whole thing started.
