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Ashley sat in the parking lot and rechecked the directions and address she'd printed off from Google Maps. This was it. She took a deep breath and stepped out of the car.
The morning air was still a little chilly. She pulled her sweater tighter around her small body. The web site had suggested she wear loose clothing to her appointment. Ashley had opted for a T-shirt under an old sorority sweatshirt and a pair of comfy jeans.
She hadn't worn a bra today and her breasts bounced slightly as she walked briskly across the parking lot. She climbed the small staircase and pulled open the heavy door.
Ashley found herself at the entrance to a hallway that extended several yards in front of her before disappearing around a corner. The walls were painted black and tastefully decorated with black and white photographs. The local top-forty radio station could be heard coming from an unseen room.
Ashley followed the hallway and turned the corner to find a waiting room, its walls painted a deep red. There were several white leather sofas and a few matching chairs and small tables covered with magazines. Against the wall closest to the door was a receptionist desk with a laptop perched on top.
"May I help you?"
The voice came from a well-built man who had appeared from another hallway to her left. He looked to be in his mid-thirties. He wore a pair of vintage sneakers, jeans and a shirt advertising a local rock band. He flashed Ashley a warm smile.
"I'm Ashley, I have an appointment." She spoke shyly.
"Great, great! My name is Matthew." He responded cheerfully and slipped past Ashley to take a seat at the computer behind the reception desk.
"Yes, here you are. Welcome Ashley. I've got you here for an appointment with Jenn." He grinned as he read the details. "Is this your first time?"
"Yes," she spoke softly. "Well since I was a little girl I suppose."
"This looks pretty intense for a first-timer."
Ashley did her best to reply with a confident smile.
"Jenn actually seems to be running a little late this morning," he apologized. "I have an hour before my first appointment and I can take you now if you'd like, or you can wait for her."
Ashley shifted nervously again. She'd specifically requested a woman.
"Thank you, but I think I'll wait."
He seemed a little disappointed, but gave her another warm smile.
"That's no problem, no problem at all. Feel free to grab a seat. There's a bathroom just down the hall over there if you get nervous and find you're not feeling well." He quickly disappeared back down the hallway he came from.
"Thank you," she called after him and slid onto one of the couches. She wrung her hands for a few moments and then started picking through the pile of magazines.
Forty-five minutes and three magazines later she decided to stand and made her way to the bathroom. She splashed some cold water on her face and navigated the hallway back to her seat.
She was startled when she stepped back into the waiting room and found another young woman sitting in one of the chairs.
"Jenn?" Ashley asked hesitantly.
"No sorry." The woman smiled at her.
She wore a tight pink tank top that didn't hide the black push-up bra beneath and a pair of well-worn jeans that accentuated her firm ass. Her black hair fell past her shoulders. Apparently she hadn't gotten the memo about wearing loose clothing.
Ashley returned the woman's smile and made her way back to her seat on the couch. Matthew appeared a few moments later.
"Sasha, you're early!" He gave her one of his now predictable warm smiles. "I'm free now, if you'd like to start?"
Sasha shook her head and rose from the chair to follow after him. They shared a laugh over a joke as they disappeared down the hallway.
Alone in the room again, Ashley turned her attention to a freckle on her arm. She was busy examining it closely when she was suddenly interrupted by a woman's voice.
"Ashley?"
She looked up quickly. A small woman, about her own size, stood in the doorway where Matthew and Sasha had disappeared a few moments ago. She had deep blue eyes that looked stunning with her natural red hair. A tight denim skirt clung to a round ass accentuated by a pair of wedge heels. Her breasts were smaller than Ashley's but displayed perfectly in a white v-neck blouse.
Ashley stood without replying.
"I'm Jenn," the red-head smiled. "Would you come with me?"
Ashley gathered her purse and followed behind her.
"Sorry I'm late," Jenn glanced over her shoulder. "Were you waiting long?"
"No, not that long," Ashley lied.
"Great. We're right in here." Jenn stopped at a doorway and guided Ashley inside.
"You seem nervous? Is this your first time?"
"Yeah, first time... except for my ears of course," her mind wandered while she took in the room. It was painted white and very clean, it created a very clinical atmosphere. In the far corner there was a counter with a sink and a collection of tools laid out on a piece of sterile white paper.
The room was lit by soft white recessed lighting. At the center of the room a padded leather chair was bolted to the floor. It looked very similar to the sort of chair that she sat in at the dentist, except this one appeared to be made of soft leather instead of a sticky vinyl.
"Not what you were expecting?" Jenn asked over her shoulder as she washed her hands in the sink.
"No, ah... not at all," Ashley replied. She had drifted from the entrance way to the leather chair. "I was expecting this place to be dark and dingy."
Jenn smiled as she dried her hands on a towel and walked to the cupboard. "I hope you're pleasantly surprised then?"
Ashley nodded as she continued to gaze around the room.
"Why don't you take a seat?" Jenn gestured at the chair. It was phrased like a question but was really more of a command.
Ashley settled into the chair and felt something hard pressing into her shoulder. She readjusted herself and searched for the source of her discomfort. She pulled at a piece of nylon strapping attached to a leather cuff and rolled it over in her hands before realizing it was a wrist restraint. She was startled by the discovery.
Ashley spun around and examined the chair more closely. It had two wrist restraints but instead of being attached to the arms of the chair, as one might expect, they were mounted above her shoulders. She glanced down to her feet and found a pair of ankle restraints near the base. Ashley swallowed nervously.
Jenn returned and took a seat on a stool in front of Ashley. She picked up the conversation where it had left off.
"We really pride ourselves on being one of the most professional shops on the east coast."
She noticed Ashley's uneasiness and followed her stare to the ankle cuffs.
"Don't worry. I don't think we'll need those, do you?" She smiled comfortingly.
