Chapter 3: Building Tension
Jeannette sauntered towards Nikolai.
"I'm ready."
Nikolai eyed her hungrily, his predatory gaze sweeping over her petite body. "Strip for me, baby. Show me what you've got."
She hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding wildly against her chest. But then, she remembered the promise she made to herself—to endure this for the sake of her livelihood. With a deep breath, she began to remove her clothes.
One by one, she peeled off her tank top, bra, denim skirt, and panties.
As she stripped naked, she noticed Nikolai watching her every move, his eyes glued to her slender body. Despite shivers of apprehension racing down her spine, she managed to summon a sultry smile for her client.
"Mmm... Nice. Just as I expected." Nikolai purred, licking his lips. "Come to me, Jeannette. Let's play."
With a reluctant nod, Jeannette approached Nikolai, her heart thumping like a drumbeat in her chest. He extended an arm, pulling her close.
"Your curves," he murmured, tracing a finger down her waistline, "They're perfect. So firm. So delicate..."
He groaned, cutting himself off. In the dim light, Jeannette saw his cock swelling beneath his trousers. A jolt of nervousness shot through her. "Are you going to rape me?" she gasped out before she could stop herself.
A cruel smile spread across Nikolai's face. "Maybe."
His answer sent a shudder down her spine.
Jeannette stared at him, her heart hammering in her chest. The room seemed to contract around her, the air thickening with tense anticipation. She could clearly feel that she was about to cross a line.
"Just relax," Nikolai whispered, his hot breath fanning her ear.
Then, with a sudden move, he grabbed her and threw her roughly onto the bed.
She hit the mattress with a thud, stunned by his brutality. He quickly yanked off his pants, revealing a massive erection. Jeannette gulped, her heart pounding furiously in her chest. He climbed onto the bed, looming over her like a predator.
"I think you won't like what comes next," he sneered.