"Get on the table"
My eyes flicker. What the fuck? I'm not a slut for him to do this to me.
He gazes deep in my eyes when I don't move.
"Ta-table, where?" asks me even though I already know what he meant.
He tilts his head at my side.
I turn, "Oh.. This table" says me and I run my hands on it.
After that, I climb up onto it.
Facing him, I straighten my legs and push myself backward a little bit. I do that to not show him my ass.
Then, I lift my knees a little bit and I cross them.
I look at him. I know he's going to order me again.
"Dance" says him.
I already expect it. But I have to play dumb to kill his mood or at least make it slow.
"H-how?"
"Just dance, you know it" says him.
I start moving my shoulders in an awkward way. I know it's awkward, so I look away.
Then, I hear him clicking his tongue.
I stop and I turn my head back to him. He looks fed up. "Did I do something wrong?" asks me.
"Get on your knees" he orders me and he is so serious.
Fuck. I'm in my comfort zone now and he has to mess it up.
I get on my knees, my legs still close together.
"Come forward a little bit"
I follow what he says.
"Spread your knees apart"
"Oh?" My face muscles are stiff. I have been careful since early to not spread them apart.
"Spread" says him again when I hesitate.
His eyes scare me. He looks like he's going to kill me if I don't obey him.
Unwillingly, I spread my knees apart, then I look at him.
I see he is getting his mood back.
'Move your hair away. Off your boobs" says him.
I frown. He's making everything uncomfortable for me.
"This is the last time I'm repeating twice for you," says him like a warning to me.
I move my hair away. I tilt my head up, away from looking at myself. Whatever the fuck he want to do to my body, I don't want to look at myself like this.
"Grab your tities and shake them"
Unquestionably, he's a fucking pervert.
I never thought he's this pervert when I was dating him. Back then, it was me who had to make a first move, that was even just to kiss his lips.
But now, he's a crazily pervert.
I grab my boobs and shake them.
"Squeeze them tight"
I press my boobs together and sometimes I glance to look at his reaction.
I see a smirk on his face and he looks so immersed, watching me.
I don't like that look on his face. I have to make it awkward, I have to kill his vibe!
"Turn around babe, show me your ass"
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