I stared at him, in shock, confusion, bewilderment, any word that could describe how totally flabbergasted I was at his request.
I remembered back in the club he got me to get naked for him. And now he is repeating the same thing. My eyes quickly took a cursory glance around the entire room. We were alone just like before, but this time we were in a more compromising situation.
He definitely wouldn't make me dance naked again, would he?
Or he would.... I immediately shook my head, trying to get rid of the thoughts.
"Are you deaf!?" He yelled, his veins throbbing.
I gulped and shook, fear trailing down my spine, sending an awful panic coursing through my body. "Get naked, or else I'll make sure I get you naked myself!"
I cried watching him boil in fury, and his raised eyebrows hinted
