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6 hours later, Amani was finally finished with her transformation.
She pulled cash out of her wallet to tip Fatima and she waved her away.
"No need." Fatima said. "Mr. Huskeon already provided a tip."
"Honey, you never know when you will need a few extra dollars. Don't turn down free money after doing this amazing of a job, know your worth." Amani said shoving the money into Fatima's hands.
Blushing Fatima said gratefully, "Thank you."
"No problem." Amani said rising from the chair.
Her hair was artfully styled in waves and curls. She inhaled and smiled, smelling the argan oil fragrance as she looked at her Ginger orange tresses in the mirror. Her hair had taken the color perfectly. Fatima had clipped her split ins, but her hair still fell down her back at a 16inch length.
Gage had picked out a light pink, almost nude tan gel polish color for her fingers and toes.
So, he likes neutral colors, Amani thought as the technician had applied the polish.
She stepped outside expecting to see Gage waiting but was instead greeted by an uber driver.
25 minutes later, they arrived outside of the hotel.
When she walked into the hotel, a concierge with a tablet greeted her with a keycard.
Smiling, she took the keycard wondering what Gage was up to.
She thanked him and rode up the elevator in anticipation.
She was nervous and excited for Gage's reaction to her hair.
Technically she was being a little defiant. Gage hadn't expressly said that she could not add color to her hair but he had ordered the services for her that he wanted her to have.
Arriving on the correct floor. She walked up to the door, taking a deep breath.
"Gage?" Amani said questioningly as she walked into the suite.
"Wow!" She said aloud as she walked inside.
This was the biggest hotel room she had ever been in. As she stepped into the foyer area, she noticed a trail of pink roses leading deeper into the suite.
She passed a half bath on her right and continued into a sitting area with a tv.
"Gage?" She called again as she arrived at a closed door, where the trail ended.
She opened the door.
"Oh my gosh!" She exclaimed in excitement as she stepped into a huge private suite that connected to a private master bath.
As she walked over to the entrance to the master bath, she was just in time to see Gage stepping out of his boxers.
"Fuck!" She said aloud staring at his already hard dick.
"I thought we should freshen up before dinner." Gage said standing forward and giving her full view of his naked body.
"Hi." Amani said letting out a nervous breath.
"Hello." Gage said walking over to her and putting his hands in her hair on both sides.
He looked at her pointedly and then turned around and sat on the edge of the tub stairs.
"Strip." He commanded.
Amani removed her clothes and placed them folded into a nearby chair.
She then reached out her hand as Gage helped her into the tub and then sat down himself.
"Bath me." He said. After resting his head back and closing his eyes, Amani began scrubbing and washing his feet, his legs, and his arms.
When she got to his chest, she tentatively moved the loofah sponge over his abdomen and down to his still hard cock.
"Sit back." Gage commanded before she could touch him.
Amani put her back to the other end of the tub as Gage performed the same ministrations she just had.
"Stand up." Gage instructed.
Confused, Amani, tentatively rose to her feet.
Next to Gage was a case that contained a standard shaving razor.
Gage instructed Amani to lift one leg on the outer edge of the tub, opening her legs and exposing her pussy to his full view.
Amani bit her lip to hold back a squeak as Gage drew closer to her mound.
She kept her pubic hair cut low and always cut her hair herself. Having someone so close to a place so intimate and doing something so personal made her feel...vulnerable.
She stiffened her spine and parted her legs wider for him.
She had to allow herself to learn to trust Gage.
"Good girl." He murmured as he deftly moved the razor; She was now completely bare.
She looked down at her plump pussy lips. Somehow in her fear, she had gotten a little turned on surrendering herself to him like that.
"Turn around and get on your knees." Gage said.
Amani turned around and did as she was told, gripping the edge of the tub in anticipation of receiving his cock.
Gage opened her checks wider and she bent down lower in anticipation.
To her surprise, she felt the razor going around her butt. Her head and neck shot up in surprise, but she did not move her ass.
The sensation of the razor tickled, causing her to shake attempting to hold back her laughter.
When Gage was finished, he removed and washed the razor. He then cupped Amani's pussy from behind.
Amani moaned at the sensation and the sensitivity her pussy now felt.
"Get back in the tub." Gage instructed.
"Open your legs." Gage commanded and looked her over from head to toe as Amani bit her lip.
"Amani..." Gage began. "Tell me the rules again."
"ummmmm?" Amani stuttered trying to think of those rules. "Address you as sir, listen the first time because you will not repeat yourself and if you tell me to do something, do it."
Simple enough, she thought.
"And?" Gage countered.
"And..." Amani began, thinking about what she could have forgotten. When she realized, she finished with a grumble, "Once you mentioned something about not coming without permission, but that's not a rule."
Gage began running his fingers up and down her slit under the water, "It is now."
"But..." Amani said, moaning at the sensation he caused. "I don't know if I can or want to agree to that."
"What's stopping you?" Gage said, pushing his fingers into her pussy and starting a rhythm.
"Mmmph." Amani moaned as he sunk his fingers deeper into her. She opened her legs wider enjoying the sensations.
Gage was so annoying she thought. He always made things seem so simple. Of course, she didn't want to have to ask permission to come, she wanted to come when she wanted to come! Who didn't want to come!
