“Get off my lap and bend over the desk. You might want to play games, but I came in here for pussy and that’s what I’m going to get.” I try to stop the tears that are forming in my eyes, but it’s impossible. I pulled away from him, knowing that he wouldn’t like it. I open my mouth to try to explain that I very much enjoy the way he was kissing me, but that I’m getting way too attached to him. “Shut your mouth and do as I say. You’re still under contract, little dancer. You’d do well to remember that.”