Free Make Me by Suzanne Steele

I speak, “And you may even go home crying and carrying your little panties in your hand.” Barbie laughs as she watches me ball up my fist and rub under my eye as if I was crying. That is all it took for Rachael to go running from the room in tears. (Sans panties in hand)
    I’m not done yet though.
    I lean over and viciously grab a handful of Barbie’s hair and I kiss her so hard that I’m sure it left the girls wondering if she would bruise. I then push her back to her position in the booth where she sat, quietly waiting.
    I direct my attention at the women and continue speaking. “Do you see how she is sitting there waiting for my direction?” I continue talking, not giving them a chance to answer.
    “If I told her to get down on her knees and suck my cock right now… she would do it. Isn’t that correct, Barbie?”
    “Yes, Sir, it is,” she matter of fact answered.
    I couldn’t help but chuckle at the horrified look on the women’s faces. “Do you still want to play, ladies?” I hiss in the direction of their shell-shocked faces. “I didn’t think so,” I growl, as I get up out of the booth. I would much rather be taking care of club business than dealing with this band of misfits.

    Linda
    I eye the man I have spent the last hour talking to. “As much as I am enjoying this conversation Greg, I have a splitting headache and I need to head home.”
    Greg chuckled, “Enough reality, huh?”
    “Absolutely, Greg. You’ll never hear me say that my job isn’t stressful.”
    “Oh, I can imagine that it is, pretty lady. Anytime that you deal with people, it’s stressful. When you add money and fame to the mix, it gets down right treacherous.”
    Greg holds out his arm. “Let me walk you to your car.”
    I take his arm and allow him to escort me to my car. All I want right now is to go home and be in the environment of my own surroundings. I have been subjected to enough reality for one day.
    I leave, feeling better after spending some time getting to know Greg. I can see him being a good friend after all of this is over.
    For the first time, I find myself wanting this show to be finished; for the first time, I honestly want David out of my life for good. Any fantasies I might have had about us maintaining our relationship were over after tonight.
    I don’t know why but it really bothered me to see David interacting with the women the way he did tonight. I have a problem with him acting like he is obsessed with me one minute, and then ditching me the next. At least, that is how I see things.
    I’ve worked too hard to be made a fool of. I have no desire to become fodder for tabloid internet sights and late night comedy. I can see the headlines already— Game Show Producer Gets Played— No thanks. I don’t need to give any of the higher-ups a reason to not take me seriously. I have to deal with that enough just for the mere fact that I’m a woman. David will have to find another sucker for his mind fucks because it’s not me.

    David
    As is a habit of mine when addressing the bartender, I smack the bar twice and speak to him, “How is it going tonight, Trent?”
    “Uneventful—and in our world that can be a good thing.” Trent nods over towards the cameras still filming the women at the booth. “And with those cameras here, it is definitely a good thing. How much longer do we have to put up with this circus, boss?”
    I chuckle, “You hit the nail on the head when you said circus. I can only hope my allegiance to the community doesn’t backfire on me. I have less than one week and this is one time that I am counting down the days. Hey, speaking of circus, have you seen the ring master, Linda?”
    Trent nodded in Greg’s direction, “Ask him, he just walked her out to her car, I think.”
    It is taking everything that I have in me to keep my cool.
    I make my way over to Greg and lit into him. “You and I both know the only reason you care anything about getting close to Linda is to piss me