Theresa My Neighbor Whore Chapter 2
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I walked in the front door and was quickly greeted by my wife. She was
dressed in all black lingerie and had heavy makeup to match her
dominant look. She told me to take a shower and shave my face and
chest. I was to ask no questions and when I came out of the shower and
dried off I was to go to our spare room and have a seat in the computer
chair, where I would quietly wait for her. When she entered I was to
have my head down and not speak.
I was pretty excited while in the shower, caught off guard by the
entire situation. Once shaved, clean and dry, I entered the spare room
and sat down. I waited about 10 minutes, head down of course, before my
wife entered the room. She came in and quickly bound me from head to
feet with rope that she wrapped all around me, and the chair. And then,
without a word she left.
About 20 minutes later, with me sitting helpless and confused, my wife
returned with her makeup bag. I guess she saw me look up, because she
then tied a pair of pantyhose around my eyes so I couldn't see. The
next thing I knew, she was grabbing my hands and fitting my fingers
with artificial nails. Blindfolded or not, I could tell this was what
she was doing. And when she put on the nails, she pressed down hard.
Then came the undeniable smell of polish and she made quick work of my
bound hands and then feet.
At this point, she turned on the fan overhead and left the room. No
doubt the air was to help the nails dry, but about 20 minutes under the
fan had me freezing. When she finally returned, she turned off the fan
and pinched my stiff nipples before putting lipstick on my lips and
then coloring my nipples. Still blindfolded, I couldn't see what color
she had used. While I was sitting there wondering what shade my nips
now were, things got a bit confusing. I could hear the sound of a
cigarette lighter and then the smell of a candle burning. Suddenly ice
was being held to my right ear.
I squirmed, but couldn't move much because of the rope. After what felt
like five minutes, I felt a prick on my ear and then a little pop. No
real pain, but then some discomfort. This was repeated twice more and I
could feel a slight extra weight on my ear. I knew what she had done
but was in such shock I wouldn't have known what to say if I had chosen
to disobey and speak up.
Then, however, she grabbed my ear a little further up and began to work
the needle through again. This time, with the numbness wearing off, it
just plain hurt.
"I can't take anymore, please stop!" I yelled. But she just slapped me
hard across the face and never said a word. She went ahead and gave me
the fourth piercing as I wet the blindfold with tears. As she worked on
the left ear, my right began to burn as though it were on fire. The
final piercing on the left hurt like hell too, but I just bit my
tongue ... not wanting to be slapped again.
After the piercing was done, I was again left for a few moments - still
blindfolded - to think about my situation. I was scared and horny all
at the same time.
Finally I heard the door open again and heard my wife speak for the
first time since right after I had got home that evening.
"I'm taking the blindfold off, but I expect you to keep your eyes
shut."
I did as told and felt her begin to work on my makeup, first the base
and powder, then the blush. As she refreshed my lipstick, I knew that
the eyes were going to be next. But they weren't, exactly. I felt
something sticky being placed right below my left eyebrow and then a
yank that obviously took a lot of hair with it. The step was repeated
on the right, then on the top of both brows. Then the there was some
tweezing in the middle of the brows and then what felt like a razor was
brushed lightly over the hair that remained, pulling at the hair a
little less each time it brushed across my eyebrows.
She then started to apply what felt like a lot of shadow to both lids.
Then some eyeliner on the top of the lids and then "open your eyes and
look straight up and nowhere else" to the bottom. She then, with
similar instruction, glued on false lashes. And then, she was finished.
"Open your eyes and look straight ahead at me."
I opened my eyes slowly as the glue from the lashes had stuck at the
lids a little bit, making them hard to open.
"Well slut, I've done it. I can't believe what I have done, so you
certainly won't."
I knew what she had done, but without having seen myself ...
"All the nagging that you have done. Always wanting more than the time
before. Remember when you would be satisfied with just me putting
lipstick on you? I could handle that, 'but then it was tie me up, or
dress me in slutty clothes, or put nails on me or put full makeup on
me' or something else that you knew I didn't want to do."
"Well, I know why you haven't been bothering me lately. I've seen that
shit you look at on the computer right here in this room and it pisses
me off. So, based on some of those stories you read, I've given you a
dream come true. Hope you like it. I don't know what you will tell them
at work."
With that my wife produced a mirror from behind her back and showed me
my reflection. My face was that of a real slut, and it really looked
different. Perhaps more than anything it was the highly arched and very
thin eyebrows that gave it the new look. Of course the caked on thick
makeup and the false lashes along with the four-hooped (no studs)
earrings played a role in the effect.
I then glanced away from the mirror and looked at my long deep red
nails.
"They are put on with super adhesive, they won't be coming off real
soon. Oh yea, I put a little of that glue in each of the earring clasps
too, so I hope you like them as well."
I sat there stunned, heart beating a mile a minute with a look of
terror on my transformed face.
"Aww, is my little slut getting upset? You know this is what you
wanted. Just look at that dick of yours."
She was right, I had a hardon and didn't even realize it.
"You are such a ..."
With that she reached over to the table and produced a permanent
marker. She opened the cap and wrote the word 'WHORE' on my chest in
big black letters. Then she reached up and stroked the black marker
right over each of my eyebrows a few times. She then stood back and
nodded up and down, as if to appreciate her work. She didn't hold the
mirror up again. Instead she roughly grabbed my dick and beat me off
until I quickly came. The cum splattered everywhere and she scooped
some off my chest and rubbed it on my lips.
"I still don't want to hear you speak. You know how you always want to
take off the makeup and clothes right away because you feel guilty or
weird or whatever after you come? Well, not tonight..."
With that she stood up and walked out of the room, turning the light
out and shutting the door as she left. I was alone in the dark bound to
the chair with my ears burning and my own cum on my lips.
I had a lot to think about.
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