Dua Lipa

Dua Lip showed up to Kyle's office.

"What's this about? I have an important meeting with a music exec, and why is Shailene Woodley a secretary? What's going on here?"

Kyle got up from his desk. "Hello, I'm Kyle. Nice to meet you too," he said sarcastically.

"Just tell me what's...."

"Shut up, come over here and kneel."

Dua's mouth clasped shut. She walked over and knelt.

Kyle walked over and sat on the edge of his desk. "I have live-in maids, Shailene is my secretary, Elizabeth Gillies is my is my driver, Demi Lovato will be my personal stripper and dancer, Bebe Rexha is my sex robot, Lana Del Rey, well, she's just around for shits and giggles right now. So for you, I need a

1) Bondage slut

2) Gardener

3) personal valet

4) Sit there and masturbate while I think of something