~Lily~
“Do not make me repeat myself. Strip and pole dance now.”
My heart stopped so hard I actually slapped my thighs under the table to make sure I was still alive. I could not believe what he had just said to me. He was not joking. He was not teasing. He was giving me a direct order like my humiliation was already scheduled on his calendar.
“Wait, wait, wait,” I burst out, words muffled against his palm but still spilling out in a rush. “You cannot be serious. You actually want me to take this dress off? This dress that I picked carefully because it makes me look innocent but also kind of hot?
“You want me to just peel it off like a banana in the middle of a restaurant and then wrap my body around a pole like some stripper from a movie montage? I barely know how to walk in a straig
