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“You’re the hairdresser. You decide,” I shrug.
“Do you even have any money to pay me? Or am I going to have to ask for sex in exchange?”
I chortle into my mug and attempt to look back at her, but she pushes my head straight so she can keep going.
“Don’t worry,” I tell her. “I have a sugar daddy who gets me anything I want.”
“What a lucky girl,” she keeps the joke going. “And what do you do for him?”
My thighs squeeze together as I think of that. I can feel my nipples hardening as I speak casually. “Oh, you know. The usual. I get on my knees for him and his boyfriend. Suck their dicks once in a while.”
She cackles and tightens the braid, pulling my head back until I see her above me. “I do love a good submissive. Maybe you can pay that way.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” I breathe out.
“Good girl. Straighten your head now.”
And I do.
She’s halfway through the first braid when a noise is heard outside. It suddenly comes to me that I left my gun upstairs after our shower sex. I go to jump up, but I’m held back by Rachel doing my hair.
“Ow,” I complain.
“It’s Lik,” she scolds me. “Be a good girl, and don’t ruin my work.”
I wonder how she knows until I stop letting the fear run me and realize there’s the sound of the keys in the door.
I force myself to relax back into her hold while my heartbeat won’t let me forget about today’s anxiety. I don’t have my phone with me anymore. Maybe Aaron really convinced Viktor.
“Honey, I’m home,” Lik shouts as he comes in. “I smell lasagna!” he keeps going happily. I hear his steps toward us, but I can’t look up.
“What the fuck,” he laughs as he enters. “I leave you two alone for one day, and I come back to hair dyes and French braids. I feel like I just walked into a lesbian version of the parent trap.”
“Ew!” we explode, laughing at the same time.
“They were sisters,” Rachel chortles as I struggle to stop tears of laughter dropping from my eyes.
“They were indeed,” he wiggles his eyebrows. “New kink unlocked.” He pretends to write a checkmark in the air and drops his college books on the sofa next to us before sitting on the floor with me.
“She’s been complaining that her scar is ugly while I was dying her hair,” Rachel snitches on me. “Tell her it’s beautiful.”
Lik runs his fingers against the M.B. burnt into the back of my neck, forcing shivers down my spine, and smiles. “We wouldn’t be who we are without our scars. You’re beautiful. All of you.”
I do my best not to smile, but his honey voice and sweet compliment get the best of me.
“Stop it, you fucker,” I defend myself, making him chuckle.
“Can I get braids, too?” he asks behind me.
“Your hair’s too short,” Rachel throws back.
“You’re not even fun. How’s Rose paying you?”
“Why do I have to pay everyone,” I complain. “I thought you guys loved me.”
“We do love you, princess,” he says as he puts a hand on my thigh. “That’s why we love when we can use you.”
“She said she’ll submit to me and be the best girl. Won’t you, Doll?” she pulls at the braid harshly, and I groan as I try to keep my head upright.
