My boss makes me do unspeakable things for his pleasure…
I’m not that kind of woman! I wear long skirts and keep my legs closed.
Yet here I am in ridiculously high heels, with fake boobs and thick juicy lips, wearing tight pink dresses with my hair dyed platinum blonde…
I look like one of those skeezy girls.
I have a reputation to protect! I’m well-known video journalist for God’s sake!
I have millions of fans.
And now they’re all going to see me humiliate myself.
Expose and degrade myself because this one man tells me to?
How does he have such control over me?
Why can’t I stop?
Why does something so wrong… feel so right?