Seven Days - The Beginning (Jess & Liam's Story, #1) by Fanny Lee Savage

Author:Fanny Lee Savage
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica, erotic, BDSM, erotic romance, fetish club
Publisher: Fanny Lee Savage
Published: 2015-04-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Five days remaining...

“Only trim the ends,” I tell the woman in the mirror behind me. She holds my hair up, inspecting it and glances at Redhead, who said her name is Tiffany.

“Honey,” the hairdresser drawls out, “You’re gonna need a lot more than the ends trimmed to fix this mess.”

I scowl at her in the mirror and remind myself Sir is paying for me to look the part of—whatever a submissive looks like. A meek woman I guess. “Fine,” I say. “Style it however you want, just make sure I can pull it in a pony-tail.”

“No dyes,” Tiffany tells her. “She’s being trained by one of the Four.”

Hairdresser’s eyes get wide and she nods. The Four, I’m guessing are these VIP members who sponsor Madam’s new ladies. I’m beginning to imagine from the way the two women next to me are talking, this salon is where Madam sends all her dollhouse girls. I’m also finding, after a few hours of shopping with Tiffany helping me pick out white lingerie, new clothes—she says my Special Dom wants me in new clothes—that I don’t mind this treatment. Even after I was forced to do a physical, give blood, have someone check my health and do a vaginal exam. Oh and let's not forget the damn birth control shot, which I was told takes like five days, thank God.

I’ve never had anyone pamper me, buy me clothes, want me in nice things, make sure I’m healthy. It’s a nice feeling, even if it’s pretend and he’s not the one here seeing to it.

“How do you like him?” Tiffany asks with a smirk. “He’s pretty hot, huh?”

“Who?”

“Your one of The Four,” Tiffany says. I’ve noticed since we’ve been outside the club, she doesn’t refer to them as Dom’s, but as The Four, like they are some holier than thou group of men. And, considering they pay bucket loads to go to Madam’s, I’m going to guess they are. I have no idea what the spending limit is on my little credit card, and I’m scared to ask after seeing the bill for my clothes and new white silk panties.

“I haven’t seen him,” I tell her.

“What?” Both women pause and stare at me.

“Is that weird?”

“Well, whatever he’s into is what you’re supposed to do,” Tiffany says. Hairdresser goes back to snipping chunks of my hair off.

“You think he’s good-looking?” I ask Tiffany. Thank God. At least I know my guy isn’t hiding some strange birthmark or something.

“He’s more than hot,” Tiffany says. “He’s fucking insane gorgeous.”

Instead of soothing me further, my cheeks start to heat. Why would some handsome guy pay for me? I’m no ugly duckling, but I’m not exactly supermodel material. I’m average. My height and weight—okay, a little extra weight—average build, tiny A-cup boobs. Maybe Sir likes the insecure ones like it makes us more open to being dominated. Yeah, I bet that is what it is.

“There,” Hairdresser says and pulls the black drape from around my neck. “Since I can’t color it, you’re stuck with that dull blonde, but the style brings out your cheekbones.

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