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Stretching Her BDSM Limits - 3 book bundle - Volume 1
(Nicola Diaz)

Emma swept around the chair, the mounds of red curls replaced with a trendy do that put a smile on Mrs. Shelby's face. Emma brightened when her next client approached, Alex Wallingsworth. The tall man smiled at his favorite hairdresser as he sat in the seat for his monthly pampering and cut. Bending over the man, Emma's ample chest brushed the man's shoulders, which he didn't mind. She reared back to look at the man's face.



"We want to lower the ears and clean up the neck?" Emma asked as she pulled the hose to wash the man's head. 



"Yes, ma'am. Give me the works and trim a little closer this time," Alex said as he shut his eyes and enjoyed the scalp massage Emma produced while washing his head. She worked extra hard for the ones who tipped bigger. Her base wages barely paid her rent and bills, her tips put food on the table. Though she lived paycheck to paycheck, she thoroughly enjoyed her job and especially looked forward to the male clientele. Many tipped her nicely because of the extra attention she gave to them. Many requested the slender brunette with the trendy haircut that fell to her shoulders in an upswing. She had the body of a model, but wasn't interested in doing that.



Glenn Eddings, Fabulous Hair's owner and Emma's boss walked by and nodded at Alex, his longtime friend. "She treating you right?" Glenn asked Alex.



The man was deep into relaxation as Emma's fingers worked magic over Alex's head. She paused and turned on the water giving him a chance to answer. "You know it, Glenn. If you ever got rid of Emma here, I'd have to sever our ties. She's a master with her fingers," Alex said.



Emma blushed as her eyes met with Glenn's as she washed the suds down the drain. Two more male clients walked in and had a seat. Walk-ins meant anyone could grab them if they were free and she glanced at the other stations and saw a highlight job in progress, and a setting of curls for another. Good, she'd snag one and perhaps up her tips for the day. Glenn handed her a big tip and smiled as he waltzed out the door. "Ask for the massage," he suggested to one gentleman waiting.



Emma came up and batted her eyes at the two men. "Okay, who'd like to go first? I'm all warmed up for another scalp massage if you're up to it?" she asked, her eyes shining.



The one next to the window stood and followed her to the chair and made introductions. Barry wanted his long hair trimmed and styled. Drats, she thought because it wasn't a quick cut, she'd lose the other new client. So, she turned on her best charm and flirted as she shampooed, massaged the scalp, and started on styling the man's cut. It worked because he gave her a thirty percent tip which put a big smile on her face.



Emma took her lunch break and headed back to the break room. Glenn sat at the table pouring over the books, the papers spread before him. His actual office was in his home, so he didn't have a real desk here and the break room table often served as the desk. The man looked up at his employee and smiled as he stretched and sat tall. "How's it going this morning, Emma?" he asked.