The Stripper

I don't belong to you

**Melanie's P.O.V**

A week passed and I was allowed to go back to work. A lot had changed, I heard Rick got fired. One less ass to deal with.

A few days ago, we finally got my things from my apartment. He was nice but honestly he has me locked away.

I was at the club, he wants me to be a waitreess but today, I'm supposed to perform. When he went back into his office, I ran into the changing room, putting on my costume and went on the stage. I knew once I got on, I would be okay.

After an hour, I came off and was headed to my area in the changing room, when I heard someone call me. It was him.

"Melanie!" He growled. "My office now!"

Kate grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "Everything is going to be alright." She said giving me a warm smile. I squeezed her back, then made my way to his office.

When I got in, I closed the door. He was sitting behind his desk, his jaw tense.

"Sit." He ordered making no room for argument. As usual I did as he said.

"Why did you disobey me?" He asked his jaw clenching more, his hand slamming down on his desk, making me jump.

"You have me locked away all the time."

"You're here right? You're working, so how do I have you locked away?"

"You never let me do what I want, plus today is one of your busiest nights, if I didn't perform you would lose a lot, so where's my 'thank you'.?"

"Thank you?" He said with a scoff. "I let you do what you could, without being caught. It's like you forget you have people coming after you. And I don't care if I lose some hundreds of dollars, your safety is my priority." He said clenching his jaw more.

"It's not your priority-"

"Yes it is." He said cutting me off.

"No, it's not. I'm not yours. I don't belong to you. Hell we are not together and your not my father so what gives you the right to tell me what I can't and can do."

He got up, pushed my chair back and stood infront of me. He leaned down and said, "You better watch your tone."

"Or what?" I asked watching him in his now dark eyes.

He grabbed my face and asked, " Do you have a death wish?"

"Pro.ba.bly." I said sounding out each syllable.

His grip tightened. "Why are you so difficult and stubborn."

"You tell me." I said rolling my eyes.

"What did I tell you about doing that."

I didn't answer him.

"Answer me."

And again no answer.

"Oh so you want to play the silent game? If you continue, you won't like the result." He said his other hand went roaming my body. My eyes open wide. He needs to stop.

"No response yet."

His hand went to my boobs and squeezed it.

"No response again maybe if I go lower?"

"If you do that you won't have any hands left."

"Finally a response." He said smirking. "You don't like when I rub you? But I know you would like if I went lower." He whispered in my ear.

I felt my jaw tightened. I hated when he acted like this, I like when he is nice. But I also like my freedom.

"Oh you like to be in control? Don't worry I let you be after." He came closer, our lips narely touching. His hot breath in my face and mine probably in his.

The door suddenly opened.

Plastic Bitch.

I was kinda happy to see her but kinda fex at the same time.

"Get out!" He said standing up straight.

"No. Is she the reason you turn me down everytime."

"Get the hell out of here!"

"Answer me!" She demanded.

"I don't have to answer shit, I'm your boss. It's like all of you are forgetting that." He said watching me. "If you must know you are not my type, I don't go for the fake look. Now get the hell out before you lose a limb."

She huffed and stormed out.

"Can I leave now?" I asked.

"No!" He roared.

"Okay, you didn't have to get your panties twisted."

He growled and bent down again, "Do you need me to show you who is the boss? I would wreck that pussy." He said making me wet. Shit what's he doing to me.

"Not with a small dick."

He laughed, "Baby there's nothing small about it. Would you like to check for yourself?"

I gulped, then said, "No thank you."

"Your lucky your a woman and that I actually find you intriguing or you wouldn't have any teeth left in that pretty mouth of yours."

I bit my tongue to hold back what I was going to say. He saw and laughed. "Don't hold back. I love a girl that is feisty. And boii do you look like you would be more than fun."

He said making me angry, I raised to slap him but he caught my hand.

"Don't be dumb. You should know you will never get to do that."

"We will see about that. Ass."

"Yes now get your ass back to the work I told you to do in the beginning. And for that stunt, you will give me back that hour. So your shift will be over at 2." I looked up at the clock it was 11:55.

"Your letting me go? What happened? You're having problems with your member?"

"No, it's just right." He said, then he took my hand and placed it on his hard member, "See for yourself." moving my hand up and down. I looked down to see the hardness, God he was big and I need to get out of here.

I stood up immediately and ran to the door. Opening it only for it to be stopped and shut by him. I should have left when I got a chance but me and my big mouth, had to go and say something.

"I know you want me." He said spinning me to face him. His hands roaming my body. His hand found where I needed them. "Shit baby, your so wet."

He then kissed me, I started zoning out going to all those horrible night caused by my father. Suddenly I couldn't breathe, my chest was tight. What's happening to me.

"Melanie relax. Breathe." He said looking worried. His mood changes very quickly.

"I can't."

He lift me up slightly carried me to a chair, putting me down to sit. He went to his desk looking for something. He grabbed a brown paper bag and gave it to me.

"Breathe into it and relax." And again I did as he said and he rubbed my back soothingly. After awhile I started to fell better.

"Thanks."

"I think I should get you home."

"No I'm good, plus I have until two." I said getting up making my way through the door quickly.

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