Blackmail

(Shania)

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.

“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

“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.