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15

"What in the BDSM shit is going on? I'm a dancer not a sex slave." I reminded him in case he had forgotten.

"I paid you for this service, you're supposed to deliver everything I want." He raised one eyebrow. "There's no contract binding this agreement and so we can basically do what I want." 

I stood up sharply, "I'm sorry Neil, maybe we should have talked about it more. I'm going to take my leave now." Although I was using this as an excuse to leave, I'd been uncomfortable and feeling bad that Frank did not want me to be here.

"Wait, I paid you, you can't just leave like that." He held my wrist, stopping me, a deep frown on his face.

"Um..." I tried to hide my fear of him, "I need time to process it if we are going to be doing any of that, how long is this supposed to last?" I realised just now that I'd not asked as many questions as I should.

"Just five hours." He smirked,

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