The Boss

She knocks at the door before opening.

"Sir? Here is our new member"

"Yeah, I saw him through the cameras..." Says a gruff voice

His voice is deep and masculine, sounding uncaring and annoyed, sending chills down your back.

She pushes you into a very classy office, with damask wallpaper, leader couches, a small bar and a heavy desk.

The "Boss" looks at you from behing the desk, his eyes shining in the low light. He is a very handsome man in his late thirties early forties, with strong jaw, complemented by his 5 o'clock beard, and dark piercing eyes. He is dressed in a very expensive suit, smoking a cigar.

"Um- Good morning"

"Closer" He saids in a gruff tone

You quickly get closer to the desk, feeling like a kid about to talk to the principal.

"Name?"

"S-Sam, Sam Smith sir"

"Sir" he grumbles "You have modals"

He beckons you with a finger.

You go around the desk, standing right in front of him.

He looks up and down like you were a piece of meat.

"Alyssa told me that you were a sweet boy with... an even sweeter dessert"

Your turn red, squeezing your tights.

"My club is a very exclusive place, here we fulfill the fantasies of our members" He says "Not a playground for kids or virgins"

He looks you up and down once more.

"So, are you ready to do what it gets?"