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You're mine now sissy - A continuation
[Note: this is a continuation of a story originally written by Sarah
Kentish and which you can find on this site. I always liked the story
and hoped that she would write more. You might want to read the original
first, as well as her 2 other stories so that you're familiar with the
context and characters]
I sat looking at myself in the salon's mirror, still stunned by the
freshly shaved head that I now had, courtesy of dominant Aunty Jane.
While I enjoyed the female clothing, especially the plastic materials, I
had never dreamt that Sally would end up depriving me of all of my hair.
Aunty Jane stood behind me smiling, running her fingers over my shiny
scalp.
"Well sissy, aren't you going to say thank you?" she demanded.
"Thank you Madame," I quickly replied, fearful that she might have
something else planned for me today.
"I suppose you want to know what Sally and I have been discussing
sissy," she sneered. "We feel that you should repay us in some way for
all the time and effort that we have taken to turn you into the glorious
sissy you now see."
"Yes Madame," I nervously replied.
"You are going to come and work for me here in this salon sissy. You
will dress permanently in clothes that we decide and we will also look
after your hair and make-up. For now your head will be shaved every
morning by one of my girls, but on some days you will wear a wig that I
have chosen. Understand?" she demanded.
I sat quietly still trying to work out and come to terms with the sudden
turn of events.
"Answer me sissy and quickly!" she shouted.
"Yes Madame," I whispered, "I understand."
Aunty Jane undid the capes covering my quivering body and hung them up
on a nearby row of hooks. She walked to the rear of the salon and
returned carrying a dust pan and a small hand brush.
"You can start by clearing up all of this hair and polishing all of the
mirrors" she instructed, "And you had better make a good job of it or
there will consequences sissy" she instructed.
I started to sweep the pieces of hair - my hair - from the floor of the
salon. The short white plastic dress that Sally had dressed me in
crinkled as I bent down to sweep. I felt the hem of the dress rising and
I felt sure that the frilly white panties I wore underneath would now be
showing. I worked quickly and carefully, determined to do a good job and
so hopefully avoid any possible punishment that Aunty Jane might have in
mind. Although I found it hard to imagine what additional humiliation
could be wreaked upon me.
Having finished clearing up all of the hair, I started to polish the
many mirrors hung around the salon. As I vigorously rubbed away at their
shiny surfaces I couldn't avoid repeatedly seeing my smooth, shiny scalp
reflected around me.
"Hurry up sissy!" Aunty Jane's sharp command startled me from staring
at my new image.
I quickly returned to my task making sure that I left no smears on any
of the mirrors. As I completed the final mirror I could see that Aunty
Jane was preparing something around one of the stations in the salon.
"Come and sit down sissy - I have more work to get you ready to work
here," she commanded.
I walked slowly over the chair she was standing behind and sat
carefully, trying to hold the hem of my dress down. She quickly covered
me with a heavy rubber cape in fluorescent pink that enveloped me almost
completely. Instead of a Velcro fastening the cape was closed with thick
leather band that Aunty Jane pulled firmly around my neck.
"Not too tight for you is it sissy?" she taunted.
I saw in her hand a small pair of tweezers and guessed what new torture
was coming.
"Your brows are now much too bushy for your new hairstyle sissy, so we
need to do some work there I think."
Holding my chin very firmly she started to pull sharply the tiny hairs
from my eyebrows. Each movement of the tweezers made me wince in pain as
the hairs were ripped out and soon small tears were streaming down my
cheeks.
"Ah, don't cry baby sissy - we girls have to suffer to look beautiful"
she laughed.
After a long and painful twenty minutes or so the torture was at end an
end and I was allowed to see the result in the mirror. She had certainly
been busy and my brows had been reduced to a thin high arch, leaving my
face with a look of almost permanent surprise. As I leant forward to
examine my new brows Aunty Jane roughly grabbed one of my ears.
"Hold still sissy!" she said.
I felt a sudden and sharp pain as she pierced my left ear and then moved
swiftly over to repeat the process on the other side. Having completed
the piercing, Aunty Jane attached a large pink hoop earring to either
ear. Whenever I moved my head even slightly they now swung and banged
against the side of my head and neck. A permanent reminder of my new
position and status.
Aunty Jane removed the heavy rubber cape and told me to stand up and
walk to the middle of the salon. She stood still carefully examining my
new look.
"Definitely an improvement my little sissy - on the surface anyway," she
informed me, "but now we need to take care of the rest. Follow me!"
I nervously followed her through the salon to a staircase and walked
upstairs to a door marked Treatment Room. Inside the room it looked to
me almost like a doctor's surgery with a long leather couch at waist
height and lots of other equipment.
"Undress!" Aunty Jane barked at me, "And be quick about it."
I tried to remove my girlie clothes as quickly as I could until I was
left standing in just the white frilly panties. I looked up to see her
glaring at me with a questioning look on her stern face. Not wanting to
risk any punishment I slowly removed the panties as well to stand naked
before her, blushing.
Aunty Jane walked towards me and began inspecting my body close up,
occasionally touching my skin with a disapproving look on her face.
"Well fortunately you're not that hairy sissy, but we still have some
work to do so that you look presentable."
She walked over to a metal pot on a stand and peered in to look at its
contents.
"I think the wax is hot enough now," she informed me.
Picking up a wooden spatula she started to spread the warm sticky wax
along my legs, starting at the ankle and continuing all the way to my
crotch.
"Shaving would be quicker but not half as enjoyable - enjoyable for me
that is," she said laughing at my worried expression.
Having finished applying the molten wax she walked away from me and
returned holding several small cloths. Taking one of the cloths she
pressed it firmly against my skin on my left ankle ensuring full contact
with the sticky covering. Then, with a sharp movement she pulled the
cloth upwards and away from me wrenching the hairs from my skin.
Ignoring the whimpers that came from my lips at the pain, Aunty Jane
worked steadily all over each of my legs as she rapidly removed any
trace of hair.
"There now sissy, that wasn't so bad was it," she smirked.
"Now lie face down on the couch."
I climbed quickly onto the couch as instructed feeling the coldness of
its leather surface against my newly waxed legs. I had a horrible
feeling about what was to happen next!
Thirty minutes later I was smooth after the most intimate and painful
process that I had undergone so far in my enforced transformation. Aunty
Jane inspected me closely to make sure that I was completely hairless
from the waist down. Satisfied that any slight trace of hair had been
removed, she allowed me to dress once more in my plastic clothing
ensemble.
"Now you are finally decent sissy I expect back here at 8.00am tomorrow
and you can start work. Don't be late!"
(If this proves popular I may write another chapter)
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