Dancing with Desire

Violation - (Cloe's POV)

I bit my lip as I pointed my toe hard onto the wooden floor of the studio. I inhaled sharply as I pushed off of it, leaping into the air, my hands flying up into the air to poise.

"Good, good! Do it again, but with more flare, with the poise factor focused on your hands, extend!"

I held my breath as I walked back to stage left , my eyes glancing up Jack's body as he analyzed my steps. 

I looked at him and I fake smile crossed my face as I noticed the devious look in his eyes. I stood stage left and ran forward, pushing off the ground, and extending my hands and tipping my head upwards.

"Perfect! Absolutely perfect, meet me in the office to discuss your position on stage during the final show.", he whispers in my ear as I stretch by the pole while the other girls practice.

I turned my head towards him as his eyes danced with anticipation and whispered, "As you wish..". 

I exhaled, releasing the tenseness of my body when he was talking to me, feeling my cheeks heat up quickly as his hand brushed my thigh and slid upward.

    I watched him walk away, my chest hurting from what I knew what would happen if I followed him. I didn't do it for pleasure, I did it to keep my sister in school because dancing at the studio couldn't pay enough. So I pulled my stretched leg away from the pole and walked towards the door he walked through to get to the office. I turned back to glance at the girls who were still practicing with the other mentor and heat rose from my cheeks again as I saw a girl make eye contact with me and pressed her tongue between her fingers in a v-shape.

I walked down the hall and opened the office door, just to feel my arm yanked forward and the door slammed shut behind me as I would be pressed against the wall next to the door way, face to face with Jack. 

"How badly do you want that extra 1 million?" , he whispered as he leaned closer next to my ear.

"I need it for my sister..I need it very badly..", I said, my voice sounding quiet and making myself sound weak.

"For the next year, every other day starting Monday.", he would smile as I would whisper in my ear again.

"Cory is going to find out and you know it. You truly want that don't you? I'm your toy and that's all..", I said, my voice shaking now out of anger because of all I had to do for everyone around me.

"I own you, that's how it works with Henry's business, my little plaything.", he'd said as he'd slide a finger down my pants and down to my crotch, stroking that area as he smirks.

I'd bite my a moan, wishing Cory was in his place so none of this would be so bad. I decided to distract him from taking any bigger steps. "Whoever this Henry is, he'd most likely do a better job paying me than you ever could with your stupid lies and your fake personality."

"He'd pay you with his body and maybe some money, but I doubt with the way you do it with me that you could even meet his standards.."

In a moment of desperation I blurted, "Hook me up with this man and we'll see how good I am, now get your hands out of my pants."

He retracts his hand and looks at me, wiping his fingers off. "Once you know him and his type of business and you dive into that kind of business..forget your dancing career."

I stopped, looking at him to see if he was kidding but I could tell he was serious. "Just give me his contact information already." I had hesitated at first, thinking of Cory.

He looked at me one more time to see if I wanted to change my mind and then shook his head in pity, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen off his desk, writing down and number and email.

Let's see what a man like this 'Henry' can do.