Wrestling Lucy - Havoc 06 - Dealing With The Landlord

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Wrestling Lucy - Havoc 06 - Dealing With The Landlord

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Inside a cozy apartment, Havoc sat on her plump bottom, her eyes darting anxiously at the closed door. She twirled a lock of her long, curly hair between her fingers, nervously attempting to soothe her nerves. The adorable young woman was late on rent—again—and her landlord had come to collect. She wasn't prepared for the confrontation that awaited her.

Suddenly, the door swung open, revealing a tall, imposing man in a suit. His eyes widened at the sight of the woman before him, perched on the edge of the couch with a mischievous grin on her face. "Landlord," she purred, her voice dripping with sweetness.

He cleared his throat, trying to maintain his composure. "Miss Havoc," he said sternly, crossing his arms over his chest. "I understand you're behind on your rent again."

Havoc shrugged nonchalantly, her busty frame swaying slightly as she moved. "Guilty as charged," she replied with a sly smile. "But don't worry, I've got it covered."

The landlord raised an eyebrow skeptically. "How?" he challenged, his voice laced with doubt.

That's when Havoc sprang into action. She leapt up from the couch, her thick thighs colliding with his chest in a powerful display of strength. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she slowly lowered herself onto him, her ample curves pressing him into submission.

The landlord gasped as he felt her soft flesh envelop him, suffocating him under her weight. He tried to squirm free, but Havoc held him fast, her head scissoring his neck with merciless force. As she sat upon him, her juicy bum rubbing against his crotch, he realized he was powerless against her.

"This," she panted, her breath hot on his neck, "is how I'll take care of it."

Havoc's words hung heavy in the air, her threat clear. She would not be dissuaded from her course of action. The landlord looked up at her, terrified yet aroused by the control she exerted over him. Before he could gather his thoughts, she lifted herself off him and stood tall, towering over him.

"And another thing," she added, her voice now cold and hard. "You'd better keep up your end of the agreement, or else..."

She trailed off ominously, her gaze piercing through him. The landlord shuddered, knowing that Havoc meant business. He nodded slowly, his head bobbing up and down like a puppet on strings.

"Yes, Miss Havoc. I understand."

With that, Havoc took a few selfies with the landlord, clearly under her control. She threatened to send them to his colleagues and family if he tried anything funny. The couple of selfies and short video clip she took are embedded here for your viewing pleasure.

Selfie 1

Short Video Clip

Selfie 2

From that day forward, the landlord always paid his rent on time. He knew better than to cross Havoc again. She was a force to be reckoned with, both in and out of the ring. And he couldn't help but feel a twisted mix of fear and arousal whenever he thought about her powerful form pressing down on him.

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