Chapter 32
Angie pov
“Strip!”Came Robert’s voice in the entire VIP lounge. We suddenly become the center of attraction. All eyes glinted on me.
What did Jack do? He stayed, bringing the glass of wine to the brim of his mouth. It was as if he was licking the edges of the glass cup.
“Hello, everyone…” Robert screameaton top of his lung.
“This is my fucking slave. I just screwed her anal.”
“Hahaha….”The crowd that was present laughed hysterically at his words.
I was sad, with a guilty look written on my face. I clenched my fist to my thighs. Though I wasn’t concerned about my reputation as I was someone who will never have a reputation. I was someone who was trained to follow her master’s wishes. Even if my master should instruct me to eat his shit. There will be no other option but for me to eat it clean and fine.
But right now, I seem to be concern deeply about that. Jack was there sitting on the bar stool, gulping the content in the glass cup slowly down his throat. He never even flinches or looks toward my side. It was as if the whole drama that was happening was none of his concern. Like, everyone that was present in the bar, and the VIP lounge was staring at them. Watching the drama that was being unfolded by Robert. But, he was the only difference among them.
Isn’t he intrigued by the fact that Robert asked me to strip? Unnecessary tears bridged up at the rim of my eyes. I swallowed them back, I’m a seductress. A slave. Robert is my boss, there’s nothing I could do anymore.
“I want you to strip for them bitch! Robert’s voice rang through my ear, jerking me from my thoughts, focus, and attention.
My attention was solely on my prey who was now talking to a female slut. I watched how the female slut had laughed in response to his words, and his she has pull closer to him. That made my heart clench together.
Before I could attempt to strip even though I was feeling reluctant to strip. His fierce hands already came over my shoulder, shredding a few of the clothes that hung over my shoulder. Every one of them gasped in shock, but I wasn’t moved by that. It was nothing special, they could all have a good look at my body. I’m not the shy type.
“Her body isn’t even pretty…”Robert scorned me in the VIP lounge, swallowing the content in the glass. The crowds jeered and laughed at his words.
“Do you all want to have a look at her breast?” He asked, with his grumpy voice.
There was absolute silence but it was later followed by their response.
Yes!
Yes!
They all chorused, cheering him.
“Okay,” He mumbled, with his hands demonstrating a calm-down gesture.
“It’s not for free. You all have to pay to see it.”
“Oo… ouch…” They seems to be detested his words, so some threw their face away, ignoring him.
The pulled crowd was no longer jeering like the first time, rather they were mumbling some words.
From the look of things, it seems that no one was even ready to release any of their dimes in having a proper view of my body.
This scene baffles me a lot. Why would Robert stoop so low to use this avenue in pooling money? I mean he was the son of Don Damien, his father is one of the richest in Las Vegas, so I’m kind of surprised. Or maybe, I was the one overthinking. Is he pooling funds?
I nipped backward to check him out. His face was filled with a lot of excitement. Seems like he was deriving joy in displaying my nudeness. But he was the jealous type, who never want my body to come in any contact with anyone as he will find his way to injure and leave them to die, anyone who tried to flirt with me.
He has always told me that I’m his tool of fun. My body should only be submissive to him. He was my submissive master, and I was his slave.
Somehow, I heard the sounds of footsteps that belongs to him slowly approaching me from behind. His breathing was struck and heavy. Robert breathes th like that when he is at a tight end when he’s out of ideas, or helpless. He hates such situations.
Initially, I would have loved to rip the perky sleeveless singlet that stay clung to my chest apart. But, I don’t know why, I feel sad that I’m shaming my prey who was still talking to the female slut over there.
This man is a fucking bastard, he’s my gym instructor. He should stand up to say something or just hit on Robert. I mean, I think he was starting to love me and I was feeling grateful for that. That I was able to break through the rigid wall that surrounds him from having any affection for ladies.
Robert’s hands fell over my shoulders, the effect of his touch sending dark waves of anger to my core.
“Can anyone here just guess how her breast structure is?”
I almost gloated at his words, seems like Robert was out of ideas, or should I simply say content?
How the size or structure of my breast is? So ridiculous! I chuckled.
“So no one wants to pay to see her breast? She’s a fucking submissive bitch. Professional in sucking cock, you can have her tied with chains. She’s strong like men and would not faint out even if fifty men should take a turns on her.”
My mouth dropped agape. What sort of lie was that? I wouldn’t black out even if I were not on drugs. s?
Pardon me those shit, I’m not a porn actress who did enjoy being screwed by fifty men or so…
“Even without taking drugs?” The voice rang through the crowds to our ears.
Our attention was nipped in the direction of the person who had said such. Marvelous! We couldn’t fish out the person but Robert had to insist the person show himself before he will answer his questions.
The man not only show himself but said that he will be paying for a night with me. As he would love to invite his friends to come have sex with me but he laid his conditions.
He offered to pay two hundred thousand dollars and it will be refunded if I should faint while being pounded by seven of his men excluding him.
While Robert asks if those men were going to be on drugs. The man smirked at his words, and said is okay if I wasn’t as strong as how he had described me to be so he will take back his money.
Robert had to apologize that he didn’t mean it that way, he was only asking to be sure.
“What sort of man will not take drugs in this century to even have sex with a toy?” His brow was cock questions to Robert, deadly aura emànating from it.
Robert keep his calm and was quiet. I was shocked is this Robert? Robert was the type who will never take any shit from anyone You want a quick pass to your grave? Then talk back at him raising your voice.
“Deal?” The man arched his brow, his questions making my stomach develop a notch.