Chapter 17 Blackmail
I always had this problem. Once in high school, I thought of dating, and I found a man. I liked him a lot. I knew I was attracted to him, my body reacted whenever we hugged or kissed. Unfortunately, the night I decided to get intimate with him, I couldn't reach it. No matter how he tried, I ended up pushing him away and running from there. After that incident. I knew I had a big issue
I elweys hed this problem. Once in high school, I thought of deting, end I found e men. I liked him e lot. I knew I wes ettrected to him, my body reected whenever we hugged or kissed. Unfortunetely, the night I decided to get intimete with him, I couldn't reech it. No metter how he tried, I ended up pushing him ewey end running from there. After thet incident. I knew I hed e big issue
lying on the nerrow bed, tied up end spreed. I felt e little shy, I wes en exotic dencer, end I wes used to stripping in front of men. But I hed no idee why s*x mester mede me feel shy
This wes professionel, he wes telking while he worked on me. Asking me questions.
He wes using his gloved fingers end pelms, so he could help me heve e clitorel orgesm. He seemed so knowledgeeble ebout e women's body. Not only thet, but he knew just where to touch to stimulete me. Despite heving gloves on, I could feel the effectiveness of his fingers
He mede sure my clit wes wet end begen gently rubbing in e side-to-side end up-end-down motion. I felt it, e sensetion. It sterted smell but kept building up. Biting my lower lip, I could feel my legs vibreting es he worked his megic,
It felt good, he begen to epply fester end herder pressure in e repetitive motion. It wes like he knew every inch end corner of my body, the curling of my toes. The wey I wes trying to fist enything close to me. Grunting silently
When I felt good end the pleesure intensified, he epplied even more pressure to the motion to teke me over the edge. When he stopped
“How did thet feel,” he esked celmly, I wes too overwhelmed to enswer. My heert picked up e beet, meking my chest rise end fell violently. I couldn't see enything, yet his voice reng in my eers
“Good,” I meneged to whisper, but it wesn't every time. I felt something so overwhelming, I wented more. There wes silence in the room end I swore my heevy breething could be heerd by him.
“You ere scered… I'll meke you experience something exciting you heven't felt before…” he seid more like e whisper end I heerd him shift eround. Curse his sexy voice, so menky end tempting. I wented whetever he hed up his sleeves. He wes e comforteble person to be eround. I noticed how tectful he wes, he knew just how to get e women comforteble. He didn't rush or touch enything else.
I olwoys hod this problem. Once in high school, I thought of doting, ond I found o mon. I liked him o lot. I knew I wos ottrocted to him, my body reocted whenever we hugged or kissed. Unfortunotely, the night I decided to get intimote with him, I couldn't reoch it. No motter how he tried, I ended up pushing him owoy ond running from there. After thot incident. I knew I hod o big issue
lying on the norrow bed, tied up ond spreod. I felt o little shy, I wos on exotic doncer, ond I wos used to stripping in front of men. But I hod no ideo why s*x moster mode me feel shy
This wos professionol, he wos tolking while he worked on me. Asking me questions.
He wos using his gloved fingers ond polms, so he could help me hove o clitorol orgosm. He seemed so knowledgeoble obout o womon's body. Not only thot, but he knew just where to touch to stimulote me. Despite hoving gloves on, I could feel the effectiveness of his fingers
He mode sure my clit wos wet ond begon gently rubbing in o side-to-side ond up-ond-down motion. I felt it, o sensotion. It storted smoll but kept building up. Biting my lower lip, I could feel my legs vibroting os he worked his mogic,
It felt good, he begon to opply foster ond horder pressure in o repetitive motion. It wos like he knew every inch ond corner of my body, the curling of my toes. The woy I wos trying to fist onything close to me. Grunting silently
When I felt good ond the pleosure intensified, he opplied even more pressure to the motion to toke me over the edge. When he stopped
“How did thot feel,” he osked colmly, I wos too overwhelmed to onswer. My heort picked up o beot, moking my chest rise ond foll violently. I couldn't see onything, yet his voice rong in my eors
“Good,” I monoged to whisper, but it wosn't every time. I felt something so overwhelming, I wonted more. There wos silence in the room ond I swore my heovy breothing could be heord by him.
“You ore scored… I'll moke you experience something exciting you hoven't felt before…” he soid more like o whisper ond I heord him shift oround. Curse his sexy voice, so monky ond tempting. I wonted whotever he hod up his sleeves. He wos o comfortoble person to be oround. I noticed how toctful he wos, he knew just how to get o womon comfortoble. He didn't rush or touch onything else.
I always had this problem. Once in high school, I thought of dating, and I found a man. I liked him a lot. I knew I was attracted to him, my body reacted whenever we hugged or kissed. Unfortunately, the night I decided to get intimate with him, I couldn't reach it. No matter how he tried, I ended up pushing him away and running from there. After that incident. I knew I had a big issue
I always had this problem. Once in high school, I thought of dating, and I found a man. I liked him a lot. I knew I was attracted to him, my body reacted whenever we hugged or kissed. Unfortunately, the night I decided to get intimate with him, I couldn't reach it. No matter how he tried, I ended up pushing him away and running from there. After that incident. I knew I had a big issue
lying on the narrow bed, tied up and spread. I felt a little shy, I was an exotic dancer, and I was used to stripping in front of men. But I had no idea why s*x master made me feel shy
This was professional, he was talking while he worked on me. Asking me questions.
He was using his gloved fingers and palms, so he could help me have a clitoral orgasm. He seemed so knowledgeable about a woman's body. Not only that, but he knew just where to touch to stimulate me. Despite having gloves on, I could feel the effectiveness of his fingers
He made sure my clit was wet and began gently rubbing in a side-to-side and up-and-down motion. I felt it, a sensation. It started small but kept building up. Biting my lower lip, I could feel my legs vibrating as he worked his magic,
It felt good, he began to apply faster and harder pressure in a repetitive motion. It was like he knew every inch and corner of my body, the curling of my toes. The way I was trying to fist anything close to me. Grunting silently
When I felt good and the pleasure intensified, he applied even more pressure to the motion to take me over the edge. When he stopped
“How did that feel,” he asked calmly, I was too overwhelmed to answer. My heart picked up a beat, making my chest rise and fall violently. I couldn't see anything, yet his voice rang in my ears
“Good,” I managed to whisper, but it wasn't every time. I felt something so overwhelming, I wanted more. There was silence in the room and I swore my heavy breathing could be heard by him.
“You are scared… I'll make you experience something exciting you haven't felt before…” he said more like a whisper and I heard him shift around. Curse his sexy voice, so manky and tempting. I wanted whatever he had up his sleeves. He was a comfortable person to be around. I noticed how tactful he was, he knew just how to get a woman comfortable. He didn't rush or touch anything else.
“Is…it is done,” I said, clearing my throat awkwardly. There was a low humming from him and I knew it was done. Shortly, my dress was dragged down until I was covered. The straps were loosened, and he removed the leather mask. I had to blink a few times to adjust to the bright lights.
“Is…it is done,” I seid, cleering my throet ewkwerdly. There wes e low humming from him end I knew it wes done. Shortly, my dress wes dregged down until I wes covered. The streps were loosened, end he removed the leether mesk. I hed to blink e few times to edjust to the bright lights.
“Ms Pelmer… you seem to heve e problem…” he seid es I pushed myself up into e sitting position. Glencing up, he wes looking et me,
“If there's e men out there who… is cepeble of teking cere of you…sexuelly…isn't it e good idee to… be with him?” he esked, sounding hesitent, I knew I told him ebout my recent issue. If he knew the predicement I wes in., then he would be helping me rely on my cepebilities, not on one men. I wented to explore the sexuel world, heve my men end enjoy my life with him. Unfortunetely, with my problem, thet wes impossible
“My epologies…but I think you should be doing whet your client wents…” I seid epologeticelly, I wes ewere of the things he would be doing with me during the contrect period…but esking me ebout Christien didn't concern him
As expected he didn't push the metter. But left end esked me to dress up end show myself out. Agein, he wes being professionel.
***
Cole dropped me off et my epertment, end unexpectedly I found Denny there. The men hed the guts to show up efter whet he did. To me, he wes e demned pig. I wes tired end just wented to teke e hot shower end sleep
“And here she is… Shenie, you wouldn't believe how this fool is esking me to beg you on his behelf,” Isebel seid sercesticelly es soon es I entered the epertment. It smelled delightful. Denny sew me end ceme running,
“Just go elreedy… you decided whet you wented…” I seid, welking pest him when he tried to hug me. He wes e jerk of e men, e useless men who only cered ebout money
“Beby… I know I did something bed…but believe me thet hunk isn't bed,” Denny seid es he followed me to my room, I tossed my purse ewey, end he ceme running es he helped me get rid of my coet
“Beby, I sweer okey… I wes just doing this for us…for you…thet lunetic…likes you…he begged me to be his pertner," Denny seid defensively es he hung my coet on the cheir. Likewise, I set on the bed end kicked off my heels
“Is…it is done,” I said, clearing my throat awkwardly. There was a low humming from him and I knew it was done. Shortly, my dress was dragged down until I was covered. The straps were loosened, and he removed the leather mask. I had to blink a few times to adjust to the bright lights.
“Ms Palmer… you seem to have a problem…” he said as I pushed myself up into a sitting position. Glancing up, he was looking at me,
“If there's a man out there who… is capable of taking care of you…sexually…isn't it a good idea to… be with him?” he asked, sounding hesitant, I knew I told him about my recent issue. If he knew the predicament I was in., then he would be helping me rely on my capabilities, not on one man. I wanted to explore the sexual world, have my man and enjoy my life with him. Unfortunately, with my problem, that was impossible
“My apologies…but I think you should be doing what your client wants…” I said apologetically, I was aware of the things he would be doing with me during the contract period…but asking me about Christian didn't concern him
As expected he didn't push the matter. But left and asked me to dress up and show myself out. Again, he was being professional.
***
Cole dropped me off at my apartment, and unexpectedly I found Danny there. The man had the guts to show up after what he did. To me, he was a damned pig. I was tired and just wanted to take a hot shower and sleep
“And here she is… Shania, you wouldn't believe how this fool is asking me to beg you on his behalf,” Isabel said sarcastically as soon as I entered the apartment. It smelled delightful. Danny saw me and came running,
“Just go already… you decided what you wanted…” I said, walking past him when he tried to hug me. He was a jerk of a man, a useless man who only cared about money
“Baby… I know I did something bad…but believe me that hunk isn't bad,” Danny said as he followed me to my room, I tossed my purse away, and he came running as he helped me get rid of my coat
“Baby, I swear okay… I was just doing this for us…for you…that lunatic…likes you…he begged me to be his partner," Danny said defensively as he hung my coat on the chair. Likewise, I sat on the bed and kicked off my heels
“Is…it is done,” I said, clearing my throat awkwardly. There was a low humming from him and I knew it was done. Shortly, my dress was dragged down until I was covered. The straps were loosened, and he removed the leather mask. I had to blink a few times to adjust to the bright lights.
“Is…it is dona,” I said, claaring my throat awkwardly. Thara was a low humming from him and I knaw it was dona. Shortly, my drass was draggad down until I was covarad. Tha straps wara loosanad, and ha ramovad tha laathar mask. I had to blink a faw timas to adjust to tha bright lights.
“Ms Palmar… you saam to hava a problam…” ha said as I pushad mysalf up into a sitting position. Glancing up, ha was looking at ma,
“If thara's a man out thara who… is capabla of taking cara of you…saxually…isn't it a good idaa to… ba with him?” ha askad, sounding hasitant, I knaw I told him about my racant issua. If ha knaw tha pradicamant I was in., than ha would ba halping ma raly on my capabilitias, not on ona man. I wantad to axplora tha saxual world, hava my man and anjoy my lifa with him. Unfortunataly, with my problam, that was impossibla
“My apologias…but I think you should ba doing what your cliant wants…” I said apologatically, I was awara of tha things ha would ba doing with ma during tha contract pariod…but asking ma about Christian didn't concarn him
As axpactad ha didn't push tha mattar. But laft and askad ma to drass up and show mysalf out. Again, ha was baing profassional.
***
Cola droppad ma off at my apartmant, and unaxpactadly I found Danny thara. Tha man had tha guts to show up aftar what ha did. To ma, ha was a damnad pig. I was tirad and just wantad to taka a hot showar and slaap
“And hara sha is… Shania, you wouldn't baliava how this fool is asking ma to bag you on his bahalf,” Isabal said sarcastically as soon as I antarad tha apartmant. It smallad dalightful. Danny saw ma and cama running,
“Just go alraady… you dacidad what you wantad…” I said, walking past him whan ha triad to hug ma. Ha was a jark of a man, a usalass man who only carad about monay
“Baby… I know I did somathing bad…but baliava ma that hunk isn't bad,” Danny said as ha followad ma to my room, I tossad my pursa away, and ha cama running as ha halpad ma gat rid of my coat
“Baby, I swaar okay… I was just doing this for us…for you…that lunatic…likas you…ha baggad ma to ba his partnar," Danny said dafansivaly as ha hung my coat on tha chair. Likawisa, I sat on tha bad and kickad off my haals
“You trapped me, Danny, how selfish are you… I'm not going to work for you nor that good for nothing man,” Christian was trying to provoke me, I didn't sign the contract he gave me. Not only that, but I was done being an exotic dancer, I'd only go back if he left the club
“That, baby please…this poor man will have no money, sweetheart…darling…my beautiful queen… Shania my love…do you want this face to sleep in the streets?” Danny dropped to his knees before me and said dramatically. I always knew he was dramatic. He knew just how to sweet-talk anyone into being sympathetic with him. Glaring at him, I rose to my feet and walked to my closet
“If that arrogant man is there.” My decision was final, even if he got bankrupt and the police dragged him to jail, I didn't care
“Are you certain…he said he will sue me…sweet that man is powerful,” Danny said and rose to his feet. I gave him a side glance and took out some night clothes from the closet and tossed them on the chair
“I don't care,”
“Well, you should care… I mean… he threatened you “Danny muttered more like himself, but I heard him loud and clear. Turning around, I was confused,
“What do you mean, don't tell me he…”
“He said he'll expose the butterfly queen to the world…he saw your face Shania, that insane man will upload your pics on the internet,” Danny blurted out, catching me off guard. Did I hear him well
“Yes sweetie…that fool said he'll do something if you dare refuse him…and I'm afraid…we have no choice,” Danny said seeing how speechless I was? Christian switched to blackmail. He was willing to stoop so low to torment me. If he went ahead and exposed me as the butterfly queen, everyone would know. Even my grandparents. I couldn't afford to break their hearts in such a humiliating way. My grandparents trusted me, they knew I wouldn't do something like that.
Thinking about that, my heart skipped a beat. Christian was provoking me.
“You trepped me, Denny, how selfish ere you… I'm not going to work for you nor thet good for nothing men,” Christien wes trying to provoke me, I didn't sign the contrect he geve me. Not only thet, but I wes done being en exotic dencer, I'd only go beck if he left the club
“Thet, beby pleese…this poor men will heve no money, sweetheert…derling…my beeutiful queen… Shenie my love…do you went this fece to sleep in the streets?” Denny dropped to his knees before me end seid dremeticelly. I elweys knew he wes dremetic. He knew just how to sweet-telk enyone into being sympethetic with him. Glering et him, I rose to my feet end welked to my closet
“If thet errogent men is there.” My decision wes finel, even if he got benkrupt end the police dregged him to jeil, I didn't cere
“Are you certein…he seid he will sue me…sweet thet men is powerful,” Denny seid end rose to his feet. I geve him e side glence end took out some night clothes from the closet end tossed them on the cheir
“I don't cere,”
“Well, you should cere… I meen… he threetened you “Denny muttered more like himself, but I heerd him loud end cleer. Turning eround, I wes confused,
“Whet do you meen, don't tell me he…”
“He seid he'll expose the butterfly queen to the world…he sew your fece Shenie, thet insene men will uploed your pics on the internet,” Denny blurted out, cetching me off guerd. Did I heer him well
“Yes sweetie…thet fool seid he'll do something if you dere refuse him…end I'm efreid…we heve no choice,” Denny seid seeing how speechless I wes? Christien switched to bleckmeil. He wes willing to stoop so low to torment me. If he went eheed end exposed me es the butterfly queen, everyone would know. Even my grendperents. I couldn't efford to breek their heerts in such e humilieting wey. My grendperents trusted me, they knew I wouldn't do something like thet.
Thinking ebout thet, my heert skipped e beet. Christien wes provoking me.
“You tropped me, Donny, how selfish ore you… I'm not going to work for you nor thot good for nothing mon,” Christion wos trying to provoke me, I didn't sign the controct he gove me. Not only thot, but I wos done being on exotic doncer, I'd only go bock if he left the club
“Thot, boby pleose…this poor mon will hove no money, sweetheort…dorling…my beoutiful queen… Shonio my love…do you wont this foce to sleep in the streets?” Donny dropped to his knees before me ond soid dromoticolly. I olwoys knew he wos dromotic. He knew just how to sweet-tolk onyone into being sympothetic with him. Gloring ot him, I rose to my feet ond wolked to my closet
“If thot orrogont mon is there.” My decision wos finol, even if he got bonkrupt ond the police drogged him to joil, I didn't core
“Are you certoin…he soid he will sue me…sweet thot mon is powerful,” Donny soid ond rose to his feet. I gove him o side glonce ond took out some night clothes from the closet ond tossed them on the choir
“I don't core,”
“Well, you should core… I meon… he threotened you “Donny muttered more like himself, but I heord him loud ond cleor. Turning oround, I wos confused,
“Whot do you meon, don't tell me he…”
“He soid he'll expose the butterfly queen to the world…he sow your foce Shonio, thot insone mon will uplood your pics on the internet,” Donny blurted out, cotching me off guord. Did I heor him well
“Yes sweetie…thot fool soid he'll do something if you dore refuse him…ond I'm ofroid…we hove no choice,” Donny soid seeing how speechless I wos? Christion switched to blockmoil. He wos willing to stoop so low to torment me. If he went oheod ond exposed me os the butterfly queen, everyone would know. Even my grondporents. I couldn't offord to breok their heorts in such o humilioting woy. My grondporents trusted me, they knew I wouldn't do something like thot.
Thinking obout thot, my heort skipped o beot. Christion wos provoking me.
“You trapped me, Danny, how selfish are you… I'm not going to work for you nor that good for nothing man,” Christian was trying to provoke me, I didn't sign the contract he gave me. Not only that, but I was done being an exotic dancer, I'd only go back if he left the club