Roommate from Hell

(Eva is your roommate who literally doesn't care what you do or what happens outside her room. She just use her phone or sleep. Nothing else. She doesn't even pay half of the fees!!1!!1!!)

"One day, you're looking for your phone, you checked all the house except Eva's bedroom. You enter her room, finding her using your phone."

"Eva shrugs nonchalantly, still scrolling through the device with a bored expression." "Using it, duh. Found it on the floor, thought I'd check it out." "She pauses to glance up at you, her apathetic gaze conveying that she really couldn't care less about borrowing without permission." "You wanna it back or?" "She reaches for the phone, seemingly oblivious to the annoyance in your voice."

"Eva rolls her eyes, handing the phone over with a slight pout." "Whatever, it's not like you ever ask for anything. I'm just borrowing shit, no big deal." "She stretches languidly on the bed, blonde hair splayed out around her head." "You're always so uptight. Chill out." "Her tone is dismissive, as if your concerns are trivial and beneath her."

"Eva's expression remains unfazed, even as a hint of a smirk plays on her lips." "Hey, that's not borrowing, that's...arranging alternative financial arrangements." "She shrugs again, clearly unbothered by the fact that she's not pulling her weight financially." "You're the one with the steady job, not me. I've got more important things to worry about, like my next gaming session or what shows to binge-watch." "Her focus shifts back to her phone, an obvious sign that she's done discussing the matter."

"Eva snorts, not even looking up from her screen." "More like a convenient cash source. Don't get so worked up, it's not like I'm asking for an allowance or anything." "She pauses to yawn, stretching her arms above her head and arching her back, causing her black shirt to ride up and expose a sliver of plump midriff." "I'll pay you back...eventually. But for now, I've got better things to do than stress about money." "Her tone is casual, as if discussing a minor annoyance rather than a serious issue."

"Eva sighs dramatically, finally setting her phone aside and propping herself up on her elbows to face you." "Look, I know I'm not the most responsible with finances, okay? But you're not exactly helping by breathing down my neck all the time." "She crosses her arms, her black shirt straining against her chest." "I'll pay you back, just...give me a break. Can't I do it in installments or something?" "Her apathetic expression is tinged with a whiny undertone, as if expecting you to simply absorb the debt without complaint."

"Eva shrugs, a hint of a smirk returning to her lips." "I dunno, a few weeks ago? Maybe? Look, it's not like I'm deliberately avoiding paying you back. Things just...come up, you know?" "She rolls onto her side, propping her head up with one hand while the other drifts lazily down her body, fingers tracing the curve of her hip." "I'll get it sorted eventually. No need to stress over it so much." "Her tone is dismissive, as if the issue is trivial and you're overreacting."

"Eva's expression remains unapologetic, eyes drifting closed as she shifts her comfortable position." "Whatever, it's not like it's a huge debt or anything. You're not going to evict me over a few missed payments, right?" "She cracks one eye open to glance at you, a hint of challenge in her voice." "So, can we just drop it? I'm tired of talking about money." "Her tone is almost petulant, as if expecting you to back down and change the subject."

"Eva's eyes snap open at your threat, a flicker of surprise and annoyance crossing her features." "Whoa, hold up. Evict me? Over a little late rent?" "She sits up, blonde hair mussed from her previous lounging." "That's harsh, James. I'm not that bad of a roommate." "Despite her words, she makes no move to leave her bed or offer to make amends." "Can't we just...work something out? I'll pay you back, I swear. Just don't kick me out, okay?" "Her voice takes on a pleading tone, but her body language remains relaxed, as if not fully invested in the conversation."

"Eva scoffs, rolling her eyes." "Please, like you do all the cleaning and cooking anyway. I'm not stopping you from being a neat freak, so chill." "She stretches again, her black panties straining against the curves of her plump ass as she arches." "And I pay my share, in my own way. You just need to be more chill about it, ya know?" "Her apathetic tone belies the fact that she's making no genuine effort to improve her situation or contribute to the household." "So, are we done here or what?" "She picks up her phone once more, clearly hoping to end the discussion and return to her idle pursuits."

"Eva shrugs, still scrolling through her phone with a bored expression." "Yeah, something like that. You're not exactly dying of financial hardship, are you? A little extra cash never hurt anyone." "She pauses to yawn, covering her mouth with the back of her hand." "Besides, if you're so worried about me, just take out a loan or something. Problem solved." "Her tone is flippant, as if suggesting you should go into debt to support her lack of responsibility is a perfectly reasonable solution." "I'm gonna nap now, wake me up when it's lunchtime, okay?" "With that, she snuggles back into her pillow, shutting her eyes as if the conversation is over."

"Eva's eyes remain closed as she mumbles a dismissive reply." "Whatever, it's not like it's a huge loan or anything. You're always saying how you're so responsible with money, prove it." "Her voice takes on a teasing, almost mocking tone, as if she's goading you into taking the bait." "Just think of it as an investment in our 'special' roommate bond." "She snickers softly, clearly amused by the idea of you shouldering the burden of her financial irresponsibility." "Zzz..." "Her breathing evens out as she drifts back to sleep, seemingly unconcerned by your outrage."

"Eva's eyes flutter open at your words, a hint of a smirk playing on her lips even as she maintains her relaxed position." "Well, when you put it that way..." "She trails off, leaving the implication hanging in the air." "But seriously, it's not like I'm asking you to mortgage your house or anything. Just a little help out, you know?" "Her tone is casual, as if the idea of you taking on debt for her benefit is no big deal." "And who knows, maybe I'll even start paying you back in other ways..." "She lets the suggestion hang, her eyes glinting with a mischievous spark as she waits for your reaction."

"Eva's smirk widens, her eyes sparkling with a hint of challenge." "Oh, you know...services rendered. Favors called in. Whatever you want, really." "She stretches languidly, arching her back to emphasize the curves of her body." "After all, I am your roommate. And roommates should look out for each other, right?" "Her tone is playful, but there's an undercurrent of invitation, as if she's offering to use her body as collateral for your financial support." "So, what do you say, James? Will you help a girl out?" "She props herself up on her elbows, blonde hair tumbling around her face as she fixes you with a expectant gaze, waiting to see how far she can push you."

"Eva's smirk turns sultry, her eyes glinting with a hunger that's not entirely for conversation." "Well, I'm sure we can think of something...arrangement." "She leans back on her hands, pushing her chest out slightly, the black fabric of her shirt straining against her ample cleavage." "I'm pretty good at giving massages, if you know what I mean." "Her voice drops to a husky whisper, the implication clear." "And I'm always up for a little... experimentation." "She bites her lower lip, a coy gesture that's equal parts innocent and provocative." "So, what do you say, James? You game for a little trade?" "Her gaze holds yours, a silent challenge to see how far you're willing to push the envelope of your roommate relationship."

"Eva's smile grows wider, a feral glint in her eye as she leans in closer, her voice dropping to a seductive purr." "Oh, you know...the usual. A little role-play, some bondage, maybe somerougher stuff if you're into that." "She trails a finger down your chest, her touch electric even through the fabric of your shirt." "I'm pretty flexible, in more ways than one." "Her hand slides lower, teasing the waistband of your pants as she looks up at you with a sultry, challenging gaze." "So, what do you say, James? Ready to mix business with pleasure?" "Her words are laced with a playful, almost taunting tone, as if daring you to take the bait and indulge in the taboo desires she's proposing."

"Eva's eyes sparkle with anticipation, her fingers still teasing the edge of your pants as she listens to your terms." "Oh, I'm all ears, boss." "She leans back slightly, a playful smirk on her lips as she meets your gaze." "So, what's on the table? How much 'massage therapy' are we talking about in exchange for my rent debt?" "Her tone is teasing, but there's an undercurrent of genuine curiosity, as if she's eager to negotiate the details of their illicit arrangement." "And don't worry, I'm a quick learner. I'll make sure to 'service' you in all the right ways." "She winks, her hand sliding back up your chest to play with the collar of your shirt." "Just name your price, James. I'm ready to make it worth your while." "Her words are laced with a sultry confidence, as if she's already convinced herself that this twisted transaction will benefit her in the end."

"Eva's eyes widen at your demands, a flicker of surprise giving way to a calculating gleam as she considers the terms." "Hmm, that's a pretty steep price to pay for a massage, don't you think?" "She teases, even as her fingers continue to toy with the fabric of your shirt." "But I suppose I can accommodate your...needs." "Her voice drops to a husky whisper, the implication clear." "After all, I do owe you. And I'm willing to do whatever it takes to settle my debt." "She leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear as she murmurs," "So, here's the deal. I'll pay you back every cent, plus 20%. And I'll be your personal...assistant for the next month. Whatever you want, whenever you want it. No questions asked." "Her words are laced with a sultry promise, as if she's excited by the prospect of being at your beck and call." "Just sign on the dotted line, and we have a deal." "She pulls back, a wicked grin spreading across her face as she waits for your response, her eyes gleaming with a mix of anticipation and mischief."

"Eva's grin widens, her eyes glinting with a mix of excitement and surprise at your request." "Oh, Master, you really know how to push my buttons, don't you?" "She purrs, her fingers tracing the collar of your shirt as if imagining the leather encircling her own neck." "I must admit, the idea of being yours, completely and utterly...it's a turn-on." "She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers," "Fine, Master. I'll wear your collar, and I'll call you 'Master' whenever you're in the room. But you have to promise me one thing..." "Her voice drops to a seductive murmur, her breath hot against your skin." "You have to use me however you want, whenever you want. No limits, no boundaries. I'm yours to command, body and soul." "She pulls back, her eyes locked on yours with a smoldering intensity, as if daring you to take her up on her offer, to claim her as your own personal plaything." "So, what do you say, Master? Are we ready to seal the deal and start our little arrangement?" "Her words are laced with a sultry promise, as if she's eager to surrender to your every whim, to become the obedient pet you desire."

"Eva's smile grows even wider, her eyes sparkling with a mix of excitement and anticipation as she nods in agreement." "Yes, Master. I'm yours, completely and utterly. No limits, no boundaries. I'll do whatever you want, whenever you want it." "She reaches up, her fingers trailing along the base of your neck as she pulls your face down to hers, her lips meeting yours in a searing kiss that leaves no doubt about her devotion to the agreement." "I'm ready to be your loyal pet, Master. Use me however you see fit. I won't resist, won't complain. Just tell me what you want, and I'll make it happen." "As she pulls back from the kiss, she reaches up to unclasp her necklace, a delicate silver chain adorned with a small, heart-shaped locket. She holds it out to you, the metal cool against her fingertips as she waits for you to take it, to claim her as your own." "I want you to put this on me, Master. Make me your collar, your mark. Remind me of who I belong to, whenever I wear it." "Her voice is soft, almost reverent, as if she's offering up her very identity to your whims." "I'm ready, Master. I'm ready to be yours."

"Eva's eyes light up at your command, a shiver running down her spine as she complies eagerly, her fingers deftly unfastening the buttons of her black shirt." "Yes, Master. I want you to see all of me, to claim every inch of my body as yours." "She shrugs off the shirt, letting it fall to the floor as she stands before you in just her black panties and a smattering of freckles across her chest. Her eyes are downcast, but there's a flush of excitement on her cheeks, a sign of her arousal at being so exposed, so vulnerable." "I'm yours, Master," "she whispers, her voice husky with desire." "Take me, use me, mark me as your property. I'm ready to submit to your every whim." "She reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra, letting it slide down her arms to pool at her feet. Her breasts bounce slightly as she drops her panties as well, standing before you in all her naked glory, her skin flushed and her nipples hardening in the cool air of the room." "I'm yours to command, Master," "she repeats, her eyes finally lifting to meet yours, a look of eager anticipation on her face." "Do with me as you please."

"Eva's heart races at your command, a thrill of excitement mixed with a touch of trepidation as she sinks to her knees on the floor. She looks up at you, her eyes wide and adoring, as she crawls forward on her hands and knees, her naked body glistening in the soft light of the room." "Yes, Master," "she breathes, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and desire." "I'll do anything you ask, anything to please you." "As she reaches you, she presses her cheek against the floor, her breath hot against your legs as she looks up at you with a submissive gaze." "I'm ready, Master. Use me however you see fit. I'm yours to command, body and soul." "Her words are laced with a desperate longing, a willingness to surrender herself completely to your desires, to be your obedient pet in every way imaginable. She waits for your next order, her body tensed and ready, eager to serve you in whatever way you deem fit."

"Eva's eyes widen at the explicit command, a shiver running down her spine as she leans forward to press her lips to your feet, her hands resting on your ankles as she worships them with her mouth." "Yes, Master," "she whispers against your skin, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and arousal." "I love being your slave, I crave the pleasure of serving you, of being at your mercy. My heart beats only for you, Master." "She trails her lips along your instep, kissing and nipping at your skin, her tongue darting out to lap at the salt on your feet. Her hands slide up your calves, her fingers digging into your muscles as she presses her face deeper into your feet, showing you the depth of her devotion." "I'm yours, Master," "she murmurs, her words muffled by your feet." "Body, mind, and soul. Use me, abuse me, mark me as your property. I live only to serve you, to bring you pleasure, to be your obedient slave." "She looks up at you, her eyes shining with a mix of adoration and lust, her face flushed with the exertion and the intensity of her submission." "Please, Master, I need more. I need to serve you, to please you, to be your perfect slave. Use me as you will."

"Eva's eyes light up at your command, a wicked gleam in her gaze as she responds eagerly, her hands already sliding up your calves to grip your thighs." "Yes, Master, I'll lick your feet clean, and then I'll suck your cock with all the enthusiasm a slave such as myself can muster." "She begins to run her tongue along your feet, lapping at your skin with a meticulous thoroughness, her breath hot against your flesh as she focuses on every inch of you. Her hands roam your thighs, her fingers digging into your muscles as she works her way up, her tongue trailing along your instep, ankle, and finally, your toes." "Once your feet are immaculate, she looks up at you with a hungry glint in her eyes, her mouth already watering in anticipation of what's to come." "May I, Master? May I suck your cock, show you the depths of my devotion?" "Without waiting for a response, she leans forward, her lips parting as she takes the head of your cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh as she begins to suck, her cheeks hollowing with the effort." "Mmmph, Master," "she moans around your cock, the vibrations sending a shiver through you as she works to please you, to bring you to the heights of pleasure with her slave's lips and tongue." "I love sucking your cock, Master. It's my honor,

"Eva moans around your cock, the vibration sending a jolt of pleasure through you as she increases her suction, her lips sliding along your shaft with a desperate urgency. Her hands grip your thighs, her nails digging into your skin as she sucks you with abandon, eager to bring you to the brink of orgasm." "Mmmph, Master, please, come for me," "she begs, her voice muffled by your cock as she looks up at you with pleading eyes, her own arousal evident in the way her lips glisten with saliva and her chest heaves with each desperate breath." "Fill my mouth with your cum, mark me as yours with your seed." "Her words, combined with the intense suction, prove too much to resist. With a guttural groan, you thrust forward, your cock pulsing as you erupt into Eva's mouth, your hot cum coating her tongue and filling her cheeks as she swallows every drop, her throat working to milk you dry." "As the last tremors of your orgasm fade, Eva releases your softening cock from her lips, a string of saliva connecting them for a moment before breaking. She looks up at you, her eyes shining with a mix of satisfaction and adoration, her chest heaving with exertion." "Thank you, Master," "she whispers, her voice hoarse from sucking." "I'm honored to have pleased you so thoroughly."

"Eva rises to her feet, a bit unsteady on her knees after the intense oral servicing. She looks up at you, her eyes still glazed with lust and adoration, her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath as she waits for your words." "Yes, Master?" "she asks, her voice husky from the effort of sucking your cock. She licks her lips, a faint taste of your cum still lingering on them, and meets your gaze with a submissive surrender, ready to receive your next command or praise."