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(Scarlett Steele)

Presley gathered her new recruits to the salon and smiled as she regarded each fresh college grad. Lindy, red-headed and freckles, packed an adorable body, a bit on the short side, but a nice rack and ass to make up for her short stature. Juli, with her long flowing dark hair and dark eyes, had a brilliant smile, and the body of a model. Coleen, with her short hair, and ample curves would titillate the best of the clients. Presley smiled at the group, pleased with her selections for her salon.



"I specifically chose you three from the graduating class because of your looks. You have the looks my clientele likes. Here at our salon you need to leave your sexual discrimination behind. If you're easily offended by sexist remarks, then there's the door. I don't mean to sound flippant, but in this business, you thrive on the tips you earn. The male clientele rarely takes no for an answer when they want something because they have deep pockets. If you smile sweetly, give a little peep show with your cleavage, wiggle your ass just right, you'll receive large tips. If they make comments, flirt and carryon if you feel comfortable with it," Presley said.



"In other words, you must butter the palms of the tipper if you want them to reach deep for the tip," Coleen said in her sexy husky voice. 



Presley smiled. "Exactly. And the more you butter said palms, the more tip you could receive."





"But what if things get out of hand? I mean, I understand flirting and innocent fun, but what if the client takes it too far? How far is too far?" Lindy asked.



"Good question. Now, if you ladies agree, I'll show you my special back room where I take misbehaving clients and deal with them in the right way," Presley said as she led the way to the tiny back room.



Opening the door revealed a small room with a twin bed that had a brass bar head and footboard. On a table to the left of the bed were several pairs of handcuffs, a small whip, and a strap-on with tubes of lube. A small sink and mirror were at the opposite end of the table. Presley turned to the ladies whose eyes widened in surprise. "Does this answer your question as to what we do to clients who step out of line?"



Juli was shocked by what she saw. "I can't imagine a client stepping out of line so much that they'd have this done. Who would administer this punishment?"



"I will, of course. I want none of you getting into trouble over this. I will do it. And in the years I've been doing this, I haven't been caught. The client deserves this if I bring them back here. I might need your help if I do I'll ask. But normally it's taken care of without incident." Presley smiled.



The day started and the clients filed in for haircuts and styles. Presley had shown the girls what to do, how to flirt and she stood back and watched as her girls worked the clients. The money flowed, and tips poured forth from the sweet, flirty nature of the three fresh college grads.