Money

"Well, since you will do anything..." She smirks. "I want half of your spare salary."

"What? Like, this month's salary?" You ask, taken aback by her demand.

She chuckles. "No, no. For life." She responds.

"What?" You respond, shocked. "Lily, i can't do that, you know i don't make that much money."

She grins and slowly brings her legs back around you, not squeezing but hinting at what might happen if you disobey her. "It's either your salary, or your ribs." She says and gives you a brief sharp squeeze, eliciting another pained groan from you.