Ruby

As I walked down the dark hall, a thick scent of cigarettes and whiskey hit me, but there was something more... I couldn’t tell exactly what, maybe the smell of smothering fear because that was the only feeling that had control over my mind in those terrifying seconds.

I continued walking and with each door I passed, my anxiety grew larger.

Laughter and moaning were echoing from the locked rooms. I know exactly what’s happening there and soon I’ll be involved in the same activities as those girls.

Breathe, Ruby, just breathe, I said to myself as I was approaching the chamber where I knew that my final destination for the evening would be.

My feet felt so heavy as if I had been striving through the desert all day, even though all I did since this morning was to prepare for this encounter.

Earlier that day

I arrived at this location at 10 a.m. and from the moment I stepped in, I was welcomed by a beautiful woman. I think she was in her late 30’s and by the way her breasts stood tall behind the blue silk blouse covering them, I could definitely tell that she had at least one plastic surgery. Multiple layers of makeup covered her face and even though it was applied in a professional manner, for me it was a little too much.

I kept analyzing her flawless features when her voice interrupted me: "We don’t have time to waste. Strip and get in the shower! You’re in for a hell of a night!"

She turned around and walked down a long lobby until she stopped in front of a small door and signaled me to join her.

I obediently followed her commands and went into what turned out to be a bathroom.

“You can get rid of the clothes… Get used to not wearing any.” The woman wickedly laughed, enhancing the embarrassment I was already experiencing.

She was now scanning my totally naked body as if I was the next object to be displayed in her shop’s showcase.

"Turn around, I need to make sure you’re perfect." I couldn’t believe that she was asking me to do this with such ease, but once again I obeyed her commands.

"He’s really picky you know, the last two times he refused to be accompanied through the night. But you can’t afford that, can you?"-and the truth was that I couldn’t.

"Wash your hair and use the conditioner so that the stylist can arrange your rebellious locks more effortlessly. I need you to look like a doll.” She spoke, handing me a pink bottle. “Iris... I’m Iris by the way."

"Ruby," I gently whispered, slightly uncomfortable that she decided to introduce herself only after she made me feel so awkward.

"Here, have some body lotion too. You’ll want your skin to be soft and moist. You need him to be craving to touch you. Just remember to use all feminine weapons to seduce him," Iris mischievously winked.

You can do this… you can do this -I repeated to myself, yet I knew, no amount of words were able to prepare me for what was to come.

"Ruby, take this robe when you’re done and come into the lobby. I’m going for a smoke!" -and Iris shut the door behind her.

I stayed there for a couple of minutes so that the hair conditioner would have an effect on my wayward curls, then I took the white bathrobe and joined her in the hallway.

She just stood there, next to a large window, enjoying what I think was her second cigarette since the time that she left me until now.

"Come on, let’s find you a dress.” Iris took my hand and guided me to a very large dressing room.

I never saw so many clothes in one place... Maybe just in stores but definitely not in any of my friend’s houses.

"Do you also want lingerie?" She doubtfully asked.

"Yes, I do," I answered, nodding my head desperately.

"Try on the dresses over there. I want to see which one fits you better and then I’ll find you some matching panties for it... I personally prefer without... Easier access."

What the hell was coming out of this woman’s mouth!? I took a deep breath then I looked at the pile of glittery clothes and there were at least two dozen dresses. I began trying them on, though I didn’t even know how to put some of them on, and was forced to ask for Iris’s assistance.

After fitting each outfit out, some of them twice each, because she couldn’t decide exactly which one I should wear, Iris pointed towards a short black dress that had a corset as a top "This stays. You look good enough to eat."- I’m not sure in what way she meant that, but I wasn’t even going to ask.

"Look at the time! It’s already two pm! The hairstylist arrives at four and our guests around five. He’ll be in a meeting with the boss, so I’m not sure exactly when he’ll be expecting you. I do however want you to be completely ready when he’s here," Iris said in a content manner.

"I think I have to shower again... Trying clothes for 3 hours exhausted me more than a whole day at the gym."

"Go, then come back to the big room down the hall. I’ll be preparing to do your make-up," she lazily spoke sitting on a plush chair.

I showered again then joined Iris, who, to my surprise, didn’t use a tone of foundation or makeup on me- apparently, I didn’t need it.

The hairstylist came and gave my chocolate hair some delicious loose curves that rolled over my shoulders touching my breasts. I put on the black dress, some fishnets, a pair of heels that she picked out for me, and the much-needed lingerie.

"He’ll fuck you to oblivion! You’re looking so goddamn sexy!" Iris purred.

"Yes, fuck me to oblivion was exactly the look I was going for," I mumbled as my eyes rolled almost out of my head.

"Boss said you’re to go there now, to serve his special guest dinner- or be his dinner... I’m not sure what he was referring to. Upstairs, down the long hallway, the last door on the right. Now leave, you can’t be late!" She indicated, giving me a gentle nudge to put my body in motion.

I left, almost shaking at the dreadful thought of what the unknown man was going to do to my body tonight, hoping that I wouldn’t totally hate myself in the morning.

I finally reached the end of the dim-lit hallway and as I touched the door handle, my heart started beating frantically... Good God, what am I doing?