Lauren was a 21 year old grad student with a degree in business. She wanted nothing more than to become CEO of her very own company one day but she knew that she would have to start at the bottom of the totem pole. Lauren was not only smart, graduating at the top of her class, but she was unbelievably beautiful. She was stunning and everywhere she went, heads would turn. She was very timid and didn’t speak up often. One of her best features was her thick, beautiful, waist length black hair that was hardly ever worn down in public. It was almost always pulled back in a tight bun with either a clasp, a barrette, or with two elastic bands to keep it up. She knew her hair was her prize, but was reluctant to show it off.
She received a call from a local business called Rel-Co, which wasn’t far from where she went to college. They told her they wanted to interview her and she jumped to the idea without even asking about any information. She figured she would ask about it all during the interview when she got there. She arrived at the company building, dressed in a navy blue business suit with a skirt that barely finished covering her thighs. Her hair was tied back tight with the two elastic bands and she was as confident as ever.
“Hi I’m here for my interview with a Mr. Todd Rogers?" she exclaimed to the assistant at the desk.
“Ah yes. You must his 1 o’clock. This way." said the assistant with a slight smerk.
The assistant was dressed nicely as well with a cropped blonde pixie cut. Lauren couldn’t help but notice the assistant had large, piercing blue eyes. She motioned for Lauren to follow her towards the elevators and head up to Mr. Rogers’ office suite. As they headed up, Lauren felt the butterflies coming. She couldn’t help but be nervous but she also wanted to keep her steady confidence. The elevator came to an abrupt stop and the assistant and Lauren stepped off the elevator. Finally after walking the long hallway, they came right in front of Mr. Rogers’ door.
“Just right through her ma’am," she exclaimed. “I’m sure Mr. Rogers is going to love you…hahahahaha"
As the assistant headed toward the elevators still laughing, Lauren stood their confused but didn’t let it affect her overall confidence level. She knocked on the door and it was apparently unlocked as it slightly cracked on. She pushed the door open a bit and walked in. Sitting at the desk was a man in his mid forties but very handsome. He was in an all black business suit with his feet propped on the desk while talking on the phone.
“Mr. Rogers?" Lauren quietly asked.
The man immediately looked up with a grim face then slowly a smile spread across his it.
“You must be Lauren. How nice to finally meet you." he said, while looking her up and down.
She smiled as she entered and shook his hand. She looked around his office and noticed it was huge. It was an office that she would want for herself one day. Nice view and plenty of space just everything she ever dreamed of.
“Mr. Rogers I just want you to know I’m very eager to start and do whatever you want me to do. I just really want to get started!" she said with a smile.
“Well then…we’ll just have to see about that won’t we" he said.
Minutes went by and his eyes never left her sight. He seemed to be entranced by her beauty but his eyes seemed to just stop at her thick bun tied at the back of her head. Lauren was becoming a little uncomfortable by him just staring at her and tried not to show it through, but it wasn’t working so well.
“Are you ok?" he asked. “You seem a bit…tense. How about a shoulder rub" as he jumped to his feet and headed behind her.
“Oh no sir that’s quite alright" said Lauren nervously.
“Nonsense….it’s no problem" he said touching her shoulders. “You know Lauren you have beautiful hair. Why don’t you let it down for me?"
“Umm sir I like my hair up out of my face when I’m in public…" she said softly. She wanted to leave as fast as possible but her feet wouldn’t let her.
He continued to rub her shoulders and was studying her body from behind. She was beautiful and he wanted her all to himself. He wanted to take those bands out of her hair and run his fingers through her hair….then he wanted to cut the tresses off. He reached up and touched her bun and tried to pull but Lauren pushed his hands off and immediately stood up to leave.
“Sir what are you doing?!" she screamed. “Let go of my hair. I’m leaving!"
“I’m not letting you leave Lauren. I get what I want and it’s you and your hair that I want!"
With that he slid to the door and locked it, blocking her escape. Lauren backed to the corner. She didn’t know where to go.
“Get away from me!!!" she screamed throwing things at him from his desk.
As she continued to throw things, she noticed no one had come to her rescue or to see if anything was ok. Why had no one come to see who was screaming? Just at that moment, Rogers leaped over the desk and put his arms around Lauren. He lifted her skirt and fit his fingers in between her panties and proceeded to finger her, his dick growing in size as he did so. Lauren franticly tried to get away but he was too strong. He then threw her to the floor and started to pull on her bun. Her hair was so tight pint up that he only loosened the bun. Her hair was so loose, that the bun was touching the back of her neck. Ashamed and scared she looked around as he was unbuttoning his pants. She was at the door. With a push of the chair at his waste, she found her chance. She unlocked the door and ran for the elevator as fast as she could.
“STOP HER!!!" yelled Mr. Rogers, “SHE MUSN’T GET AWAY!!!"
With that the hall doors opened as the employees braked for the elevator. She saw them all coming just as the doors were closing. Why were they coming now at his call only but not to save her? She had to get out. As the bottom floor opened, she sprinted off. She took off both her heels and barefoot, made a break for the door. She exited into the hallway and looked around.
“HELP!!!!" she screamed, “Someone please…HELP ME!!!"
She started to cry and heard a noise behind her. It looked like the entire company was coming down the stairs and out the elevator all coming for her. She continued to run as fast as possible. Finally, she turned down a narrow alleyway and hid behind a dumpster. She was breathing harder than ever before but this time she had a time to to think about what they wanted her for. What did they want? They couldn’t all be after her…she felt her hair. It was so loose. She held it tight at the back of her nape and felt it tailed off into a thick ball three inches down from there.
“If this is what they’re after then I have to get rid of it…"
Just then the dumpster moved to the side and she was cornered. One of the employees, a tall, black man, hit her over the head and dragged her out from behind the alleyway and back to the office. Minutes after, Lauren awoke groggily. He hands and feet were tied down tightly with some type of bondage rope. No matter how hard she pulled, she couldn’t get out. Mr. Rogers was standing over her and the assistant at the front desk was standing next to him.
“It’s about time. I didn’t want to do this until you were awake" he smirked. “Please"
With that the assistant went behind Lauren and pulled both the elastic bands out of her hair. It was still so beautiful after everything that had already happened. It cascaded down to her waste and had a small kink at the nape due to the double bands. As it came down, she gave a slight shake of her hair away from her face. The assistant began running her fingers through Lauren’s thick, beautiful hair.
“Such beautiful hair ain’t it Jerry?" said the assistant, feeling the nape of her short pixie cut.
“Yes I would have to agree, it is beautiful…too bad it’ll all be gone soon" he laughed, as he too ran his fingers through her hair. As he moved away, a mirror was in front of her. She saw her defeated reflection looking back at her.
Lauren began to panic. Was he really going to cut her beautiful hair off? Hair that took years to grow? She started to cry she didn’t know what to do. She couldn’t escape and she was helpless. She was doomed. The assistant put the elastic band back in Lauren’s hair and squeezed it up tightly at her nape. They were going for it all. It was a thick ponytail
The assistant pulled it as tight as possible and with one last tug, she pulled out the scissors. Lauren was crying really hard at this point. The assistant began to cut through it as Lauren looked on watching her beautiful hair being chopped off. Strand by strand broke away until finally after 10 minutes, it broke away. 19 inches of her gone from her head as Rogers and the assistant laughed on. Lauren was shaking hard now from crying so much. Her head hadn’t felt this light since she was 10 years old. After the cut, the untied her and brought her to an opening in the floor. Rogers unlocked the hinge and dropped Lauren in the pit. She felt alone and crying without her glorious hair.
“Is it time for our next victim sir?" said the assistant. She was playing with her bangs and then pulled the hair back. It was a wig. Her hair was in a messy bun before she took it down and shook it out. It was thick and mid-back and platinum blonde.
“Yes I would say so."
They both walked off laughing. When they reached the doors they cut the lights out, leaving Lauren in the dark.
“Psst" said a voice. “Are you ok honey?"
Lauren looked around for who was talking to her. Out of the shadows a woman walked towards her. She looked to be about 40 years old with a raggedy blunt cut above her neck of silvery red hair.
“Don’t worry honey. I’m not here to hurt you. I’m here to help you because you’re going to help me…all of us"
Women all came out the shadows through their gates and watched on. The revolution was about to begin…
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