Her body stylist

Blake struggled against the restraints as a girl walked into the room,

"Oh Roma really did a good job with you my dear" The blond woman said with a soft hum to her voice "Almost a shame, I was going to make you blond but that would ruin the black and white look."

The girl pulled the gag out of Blakes mouth,

"how he does lipstick with one of these in I don't know."

"How are you? and what do you mean make me blond?" Blake yelled trying desperately to pull her arm out of the restraints.

"Hush dear, I was thinking I could work through some of that muscle, mainly the arms and legs, I don't think we need a boob job. If Jadiet does your clothes well enough we can put the focus on your ass."

"What?"

Blake's head was **** down onto a table before the girl put a strap over her neck, pinning her down.

the girl undid the restraint on her arm before strapping it back onto the table. She started some sort of delicate massage, pushing and kneading and working through he muscles, Blakes eyes started to droop, the massage was very relaxing.

With the faunus asleep on the table the girl chuckled to herself, when the faunus woke up she'd be weak as a kitten. A massage was meant to reduce tension in the muscles and this was meant to do something similar, it would damage the muscles ability to contract, not permanently though so to keep a target weak it need about monthly maintenance. She was finally done with the left arm, moving on she worked through the rest of the cat's limbs.

She wasn't a boastful woman but even she had to recognise her handiwork, once she had finished with the girl's limbs and had given some oil her skin looked downright angelic. Hopefully Jadiet wouldn't mess it up. Once the stylist walked out of the room into the lobby she heard a voice.