What ended up actually happening is on the weekends, the landlord would go somewhere (a bar, a club, I don't really know) and would bring a woman she would meet back with her to the house. I don't know what really transpired between her and any of the women, but all of them were at least drunk, and possibly high as well, but I can't say for sure. I think she tried to target lonely women and talk them up while giving them booze, and would give them some story about a guy they should meet. I don't know how the money aspect was worked out. They may have been drunk enough to just go for it, or maybe she lied to them to convince them that she needed the money for some other reason. That's another thing I didn't see much of.

In either case, the cards were evidently stacked against me, and she probably already knew that because of her friend/my lady friend, because she would come down to the suite with the woman, and would basically go straight for my dick. In a lot of cases, and especially the first time, I was asleep, so she would just reach under the sheets and into my underwear, and start stroking me until I was fully erect and awake. Once I'm hard, my brain basically falls out of my head and everything gets really hazy from that point on, until I cum and gain mental clarity temporarily, and if the woman wants to continue, then the haziness and such repeats until she's done.

There may have been some women who came down and upon seeing what was going on, may have declined, but I don't remember that happening (brain fallen out and such). I do recall that in the beginning, the landlord would leave, but as this continued, she started to stay and sometimes watch, and at some point that became the norm. This seemed to most often be the case with women who ended up being regulars, who sometimes visited on weekdays.

I can only assume that the landlord was making enough from me in combination of this and my pay cheque going to her, that she wanted to protect her investment, so she started to become very overprotective. At first it was me having to get permission from her to leave the house for anything other than work, but eventually (as I mentioned) I was basically locked in the suite and could only leave for work. She had threatened to contact my parents and expose me if I tried to run off, so for a little while I complied. I don't even know how valid that threat is/was. She has snooped through my phone before (she found conversations was having with some women - she didn't like that), but I don't know if she ever thought to get my parents' numbers from my phone.

I had to beg one of the women to help me get out. She was one of the regulars. Very nice lady. Older woman, curvy body type. Conventionally actually very attractive. Not the hyper-unrealistic extremely skinny super model type. I got very lucky. She came over on a weekday, maybe a Tuesday or Wednesday. This was one of the times when the landlord stayed and watched. The woman enjoyed it when I came all over her, so I did that, as per the usual routine (not that I was in the mental state to do anything other than what she wanted). She then got up to go to the washroom and clean herself off. Thankfully I had that brief mental clarity from cumming, because it gave me an idea. I said "I'll come help you clean off" and I followed her in. I shut the door behind us and when I did, as quickly and quietly as I could, I told her I would do anything she wanted, if she helped me get out of here. She seemed maybe confused or hesitant, but I guess the idea of her having me for free was a tempting enough offer, and she gave a sort of a little nod. I told her that I would be leaving for work the next day and told her where to pick me up from and at what time.

When I left the house for work, I didn't bring anything except my phone with me. I couldn't risk raising any suspicion. I also didn't know for sure that the woman would actually pick me up, so I had to consider that I might just be going right back to where I started. Luckily enough though, she did, of which I was immensely relieved about. I told her to get in touch with the landlord and do whatever she normally does to setup another appointment, to prevent her from being suspicious of her. I stayed with her until I eventually found a cheap little basement suite I could afford to rent out on my own, which is where I'm happily at now. Haven't heard anything from my parents yet, so either they've disowned me, or the landlord didn't follow through with the threat.