MistressQuanyen
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Ruby St Claire had just completed her first set of the evening, the audience was filling nicely at Chatte Noir and this pleased her. She was the new singer to the clubs listing and she needed to win favour not only with the regulars but draw in the crowds too. These were tough times in London for a songstress and she knew that if she could just build a name for herself she may just hit the big time.
A hard rap on her dressing room door broke her thoughts.
"Ruby its Charles I'm coming in whether you're decent or not!"
Ruby just had enough time to throw on her magenta silk robe before her cantankerous boss and owner of Chatte Noir Mr Charles Duprey burst in.
"What can I do for you Charles"? Ruby soothed in a soft, low tone. She could tell Charles wanted something and also wasn't pleased about another thing and she wanted to appease him without an arguement tonight.
"I want you to hurry up,so you can mingle longer with our guests. I also desire to see what you intend to wear, your dress for the first set this evening was too tame. You should take a leaf out of the B-Girls books and dress to entice the flesh"
Charles walked over to the drinks cabinet and poured himself a small brandy and lit a ciggerette, he looked at the beautiful sequinned dresses that hung on the back of the wardrobe door, beautiful but not enticing enough, didn't exude enough hunger.
"Now Ruby my little one, you are talented make no mistake, but this town will eat you alive unless you're established and to become established you've got to impress a whole lot of people and sometimes that means doing things you don't want to do, but you have to, to stay ahead of the game. Now why don't you wear the magenta basque, with those gloves I gave you?"
"Charles I'll be practically naked if all I wear is that, those silk french knickers don't leave much to hide, I'm a singer not a whore!"
Stealthly Charles Duprey walked to Ruby and before she had time to realise his hand struck her cheek with one sharp slap. The sound rang in Ruby's ears, she fell directly to the ground, winded and trembling that he may strike her again.
"You will wear what I chose for you Ruby or you will suffer the consequence should you try and defy me, I want to take care of you, why do you force my hand so? I expect you dressed and in the bar in 15mins, I have important clients to introduce you to this evening, is that crystal clear my sweet?"
He held his finger under her chin as he spoke, his green eyes blazing as he uttered his request. Ruby nodded that she understood her instruction, rose slowly and pulled out the garments he wished her to wear. Only when he left and the door close did her tears start to pour.
Ruby St Claire had just completed her first set of the evening, the audience was filling nicely at Chatte Noir and this pleased her. She was the new singer to the clubs listing and she needed to win favour not only with the regulars but draw in the crowds too. These were tough times in London for a songstress and she knew that if she could just build a name for herself she may just hit the big time.
A hard rap on her dressing room door broke her thoughts.
"Ruby its Charles I'm coming in whether you're decent or not!"
Ruby just had enough time to throw on her magenta silk robe before her cantankerous boss and owner of Chatte Noir Mr Charles Duprey burst in.
"What can I do for you Charles"? Ruby soothed in a soft, low tone. She could tell Charles wanted something and also wasn't pleased about another thing and she wanted to appease him without an arguement tonight.
"I want you to hurry up,so you can mingle longer with our guests. I also desire to see what you intend to wear, your dress for the first set this evening was too tame. You should take a leaf out of the B-Girls books and dress to entice the flesh"
Charles walked over to the drinks cabinet and poured himself a small brandy and lit a ciggerette, he looked at the beautiful sequinned dresses that hung on the back of the wardrobe door, beautiful but not enticing enough, didn't exude enough hunger.
"Now Ruby my little one, you are talented make no mistake, but this town will eat you alive unless you're established and to become established you've got to impress a whole lot of people and sometimes that means doing things you don't want to do, but you have to, to stay ahead of the game. Now why don't you wear the magenta basque, with those gloves I gave you?"
"Charles I'll be practically naked if all I wear is that, those silk french knickers don't leave much to hide, I'm a singer not a whore!"
Stealthly Charles Duprey walked to Ruby and before she had time to realise his hand struck her cheek with one sharp slap. The sound rang in Ruby's ears, she fell directly to the ground, winded and trembling that he may strike her again.
"You will wear what I chose for you Ruby or you will suffer the consequence should you try and defy me, I want to take care of you, why do you force my hand so? I expect you dressed and in the bar in 15mins, I have important clients to introduce you to this evening, is that crystal clear my sweet?"
He held his finger under her chin as he spoke, his green eyes blazing as he uttered his request. Ruby nodded that she understood her instruction, rose slowly and pulled out the garments he wished her to wear. Only when he left and the door close did her tears start to pour.