I swallowed hard.

“Sir? Me? You? Sex?” I stammered, my voice barely a whisper,

“I’m confused,” I managed to scoff.

He leaned closer, his breath brushing the side of my neck, slow and deliberate. “And what exactly are you confused about?” he murmured . “It’s simple,” he met my gaze. “Have sex with me… and your future goes back to normal.”

“Funny thing” he whispered “You have no idea of how much I use your sex tape to masturbate”.

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