Max recovers

Max suddenly felt a pair of hands on her rear, slowly massaging her butt. She quickly rolled over and sat up and remembered where she was. Jonas stood back as Max rolled over, he smiled at Max.

"So your awake finally," said Jonas. He walked over to a chair at his desk and rotated it to face Max then sat down, the towel wrapped around him slightly sagging as he sat down.

He then reached over to his desk and opened a draw and pulled out the remote control. Max eyed the remote then Jonas.

"Looking at this?" he replied with a smile, tapping the control on his desk. "This is just to keep you here, you wont get fair with that collar on," he said. Max didn't say a word, just sat there staring hate at Jonas.

"Now now, come come, I never expected you in that club, but after seeing your performance on that monitor, fucking Nathan with his clothes on, I thought we should reproduce it," he smiled, motation at his towel, and his large stomach overlapping the towel slightly.

"Come come, dance for me, lets see that wonderful body in person," he smiled. Max stood up and looked at the remote again. Jonas walked to his radio and turned it on, a fast strong beat started playing. Jonas then sat back down in his chair and placed his hand on the remote again watching Max. She had just lost a chance at getting the remote but still needed to find the key to get this collar off.

Max slowly took off her jacket and threw it onto the bed then began to dance, and gyrated her hips to the beat, holding on to the bed post, as she shook her ass at Jonas like an erotic dancer.

Jonas admired this purchase, it was truly worth the 4 million he paid for her. He was going to have fun with her. His hand on the remote shifted slightly and pressed a button on another remote before it returned to the collar remote.

Just behind the mirror in front of and behind the desk a video camera started recording Max's erotic dance around the bed, as she slowly undid the strings holding her bodice on and slowly pulled it off, with one hand covering her breast.

Now all she wore was her black g-string and a pair of black heels.