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room was perfect and ready to go. That's exactly why I love Haylee. He knows how to get the job done. He doesn't run his mouth. He's loyal. He knows how to get me ready. Hell, if we weren't gay, I would smash that.
    Hayley grabbed my essentials and rushed over to the Ready Area of the Panic Room. In the Ready Area was a shower, mirror, and dressing room. I kicked off my khaki Toms and stepped from the thin, black carpet onto the cold, marble floor of the Panic Room.
    I trailed moderately behind Hay as he paced to turn on the overhead shower. I pulled the holder from my ponytail. My curly, puffy mane fell to the sides of my peanut butter face and draped over my smooth, round shoulders.
    I stepped out of my skinnies. I admired the contours of my body in the oversized, black bordered mirror that hung delicately like a gentle giant over the his and hers glass bowl sinks.
    Nice tight stomach. Toned thighs. Perky B's that look amazing in a sports bra and a lacy Vicky. I could tell even Hay admired my figure for the perfection it represents.
    You see, I fuck a lot of girls. And I mean A LOT. I believe it's because I do what I want. I don't have to commit to being masculine or feminine. I just commit to being me. I can smash the same amount of females in a SnapBack and Jays as I can in a pencil skirt and heels. Fuck it, a SnapBack and heels. I don't straddle the fence. I am the fence. I am Kai. And when I’m here, the call me Eleven.
    Chapter 7
    Eleven
     
    Mark Ex held his still position in the open doorway of the Black Room. His ice blue eyes  and bright pink lips stood out against his chiseled face.
    Navy suspenders deeply imprinted the light blue checkered button down his navy, silk tie hung from.
    He stood in his dark blue, slim fit slacks with an arrogant, smug, rich brat look on his face.
    Though my Giuseppe heels only pumped me up to 5"7', I still felt taller than him in my black Dior bra and panty set.
    My hair was pulled back tightly into the neatest bun natural hair hair has ever seen.
    Wonder Woman hung flaccidly between my thighs.
    I looked him up and down and walked away. I sat on the edge of the black, velvet comforter that draped loosely over the California King bed and crossed my legs at the knees.
    I stared at his shadowy figure in the dim, recess lighting; waiting for him to do the shoulder shrug assholes do when they are left waiting.
    I counted the seconds of silence in my head while the inevitable happened. I wanted it to happen though. Why? Because now I get to completely disrespect whatever authority he thought he had and establish my Apex dominion in this room by simply saying "Take off your fucking clothes, get on your knees, and suck my dick."
    "Excuse me?!" His appalled eyebrows rose high into his sloped forehead.
    He smirked. "I don't get on my knees and I definitely don't suck dick."
    I licked my bottom lip, and tilted my head to the side the way dogs do when their human is speaking gibberish. "Did I ask you what you sucked?"
    He chuckled as he opened his mouth to respond. I cut him off, holding my index finger up like a church usher.  "I didn't ask you shit. I told you to suck my dick."
    "No, I heard you-" he started.
    I interrupted again. "And yet, it's still not in your mouth."
    His mouth dropped open in shock. I expected it to. I'm sure he's never been spoken to this way before. But he's no different from any other client I have ever dealt with. I just have to let him know that.
    "Look sweetheart, I don't know what anyone told you, but I don't suck-"
    As he rambled off about how top notch CEO's such as himself are too good to suck dick, I politely stood from the velvet bedding and strolled over to the Punishment Wall. I fingered past tons of submission tools.
    I let my finger tips graze over the gags, the paddles...the whips. My eyes lit up when I swath whip. I pulled down the long, thick, strip of leather. This should definitely show him who 'Masa' is.
    "Where are you going with that thing?" He