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SUMMER VACATION 2 It was in his last year of school, when Salomon had a falling out with his Aunt Ingeborg. After his last school holidays he told her he was happy that he would never have to spend another summer with her. It did not take long until his mother made him apologize, but the damage was done. His Aunt was deeply hurt and cut all ties. Salomon's Mother was very disappointed and made it clear to him that she had planned to ask Ingeborg for money and now that he ruined this opportunity it was his responsibility to take out a big loan to save the house and his inheritance. Once he was 18 she took him to the bank to sign all the necessary papers. The house would be in her name and Salomon would act as guarantor for the loan. To celebrate the occasion and to show her gratitude, his mother arranged a holiday for Salomon. He spent a week in a cheap hotel in Bratislava and when he came back, he discovered that his Mother had sold the house and moved to spain with her new boyfriend. All that Salomon had now was the clothes in his suitcase and crushing debt to repay. He had a very hard time finding a job and a place to live. Every time he secured work, he was let go again shortly after and when he applied for a apartment they would always go to someone else. He suspected, that Aunt Ingeborg may be pulling some strings, but he had no proof. Eventually he found someone who would employ him and gave him a place to stay. Fr?ulein Rottenbach was a elderly Lady and old acquaintance of his mother. She owned a small apartment building in the city with a hair salon on the street level and eight flats on the higher floors. She took pity on Salomon and told him he could stay with her rent free in exchange for janitor duties. She called him her "M?dchen f?r alles", a German term for a general employee without any specific area of work. Literally translated into "Girl for everything" He would do all the cleaning, maintenance and repair jobs around the house and in the apartments. Fr?ulein Rottenbach would allow him to stay in a small room in the cellar. It was just big enough for a bed, a closet and a tiled corner with a shower and a sink. It had no window and was directly between the furnace and the laundry room. It was noisy and uncomfortably hot in winter and summer. The toilet was in the hallway. Salomon had to sweep the sidewalk every other day, and keep it free of snow and ice in winter. Once a week he had to mop the staircase and hallways and take care of any issues in the apartments like clogged drains or changing fuses. To protect his clothes, she gave him several old fashioned nylon smock aprons. They were sleeveless, knee-length coats, that buttoned down the front. They all had colorful flower prints, and Frau Rottenbach would accept no excuse for not wearing them during his duty hours. Every time he cleaned the hallway Fr?ulein Rottenbach would come out with a laundry basket and he always offered to carry it downstairs for her. He helped her putting it in the washer and later carry it upstairs for her again. This quickly evolved into a habit where she would just put the basket in front of her door for Salomon to do the laundry and deliver it back up when it was done. In time, she told him how she preferred the the different garments folded and soon enough Salomon found himself spending several hours after laundry, ironing and folding all of Fr?ulein Rottenbachs garments to her exact specifications before bringing it to her door. Fr?ulein Rottenbach also introduced him to Mrs. Willems, the proprietor of "Salon Sissi", named after the popular empress Elisabeth of Austria. At first Mrs Willems was reluctant to give him a job, but when Fr?ulein Rottenbach explained his desperate situation in detail, she obviously realized that Salomon would not be able to object to any terms and stipulations and would work long hours for the lowest possible wage. The first thing she demanded was a probationary period of four weeks to find out if he was able to "fit in" He would not get paid during that time and Mrs Willems made it clear to him that he was to follow orders by anyone else in the Salon, even the much younger apprentice girls. His job was to help out in the salon during the opening hours. Mostly sweeping the floor, but also taking coats from the customers coming in, providing them with magazines and serving them coffee or tea on demand, cleaning the chairs and appliances between appointments and keeping the break room in order. Salomon tried very hard to comply with Mrs Willems expectations in order to finally have a paying job. He humiliated himself to the point of doing anything he was told to do without question no matter if it made sense to him or not. Like being told to sweep the floor again after he just finished, and then ending up apologizing to Mrs Willems for doing it twice. By the end of the four weeks the Salon-Ladies had gotten used to snapping their fingers to get his attention and simply pointing at the seat they wanted to be cleaned, or saying a single word like "coat" for him to fetch a customers wardrobe. Since it was unpaid time, he also had to hand in any tips he received from customers. They were then distributed among the ladies and trainees. Salomon was almost constantly miserable in his current situation. He had to work hard and had no money. Before and after work he still had to take care of his duties for Fr?ulein Rottenbach. But even when he was done with everything he had a hard time unwinding. He could not afford to go out and he didn't own a TV or even a radio and his phone didn't have a data plan. His only entertainment was reading the newspapers and fashion magazines from the salon. He took them to his room to read and one of his few pleasures was to masturbate to the swimsuit pictures. That was until one day Fr?ulein Rottenbach walked in on him. She was appalled and shocked by her discovery. She became so upset that she almost threw Salomon out. He pleaded and begged her until she calmed down, but she made it clear that she would not allow any more masturbation in her house. A few days later Fr?ulein Rottenbach called Salomon up to her apartment, where he was introduced to Sister Magdalena, a elderly nun from the local congregation. Fr?ulein Rottenbach had invited her to have a talk with Salomon about his disgusting habit and ways to overcome his addiction to masturbation. She made it clear that Salomon was expected to embrace and follow all of her advice in order to stay in the house. Salomon was not offered a seat and had to stand before the small table where the two Women enjoyed a cup of tea. Sister Magdalena said, she had been overseeing the dormitory of convent schools for many years and curbing the excitements of boys was her expertise. She had achieved good results to keep "the offending bits out of the way" with a garment she called the "Modesty Piece" She had brought one for Salomon to try on and Fr?ulein Rottenbach told him to go change in the bathroom. Sister Magdalena insisted to watch him, to make sure he would put it on right and not take the opportunity to touch himself inappropriately. The Garment was a small pair of underwear almost thong-like. It had a waist strap and a front panel and was made out of a thick dense fabric. Inside the panel was a weaved sleeve for the genitals to slip into, that would keep everything neatly tucked away between the legs. It had a reinforced oval opening over the anus and a crotch-strap that clicked into a coin sized fastener on the back of the waistband. She took him back to the living room, wearing nothing but the modesty piece, to show him off to Fr?ulein Rottenbach. The weaved tube that contained the penis was like a chinese finger trap. It would keep contracting around it, but never allow expansion. Therefore it would not only prevent masturbation, but also make any undesired erections very very uncomfortable. Of course there was no such thing as a desired erection outside of wedlock, she added, and Fr?ulein Rottenbach nodded with approval. The modesty piece was mainly intended to wear at night to help with managing nocturnal emissions. The discomfort of an erection would wake up the wearer from his undeniably lewd dream and allow him to deal with his wrongful desires by praying for forgiveness. With the way it was designed, use of the toilet without removal was not an issue, however it required a boy to sit and pee like a girl. Since the fabric allowed the skin to breathe and was permeable for water and soap, hygiene was not a issue either. While she talked she stepped behind Salomon and attached a round handle to the fastener in the back and when she turned it, the garment became tighter around his waist and also dug into his crotch. With unruly boys in mind, she further explained as she kept turning the handle, it was designed to prevent wrongful removal and was completely impervious to scissors or blades. By use of the tightening handle, the garment could easily be fixed in place for the night and removed the next morning without a hassle. Fr?ulein Rottenbach clapped with excitement. This was just the thing she needed to keep Salomon in check. However Sister Magdalena was not done yet. For severe addiction, which obviously was the case with Salomon, she suggested a much more prolonged application. A week with daily tightening to get him started, followed by weekly tightening for the rest of the month to prepare him for at least six month in the modesty garment. "Six months!" Salomon blurted out, but was quickly silenced by a harsh stare from Sister Magdalena and a quick turn of the handle. "Or longer!" She added. More time could be necessary if a thorough evaluation of his moral behavior and spiritual virtues do not proof conclusive. She pulled the handle off the fastener and it disappeared under her habit. That was only a the first step on his way to recovery she announced. It was not enough to prevent his physical way of self abuse, but steps had to be taken to cleanse his mind as well. The first thing Sister Magdalena suggested was that Salomon should join Fr?ulein Rottenbach for mass and confession every sunday morning. She even offered to personally guide him through his penance afterwards. Also regular prayer would be necessary to focus his mind away from his sinful thoughts. She suggested a rosary every morning and before bed and a substantial schedule of reading and memorizing psalms would be a good start. Fr?ulein Rottenbach was delighted with all these ideas. Salomon tried to argue that he would certainly love to go to church with Fr?ulein Rottenbach, but he had no proper suit and in his current position he was not able to afford one. Sister Magdalena gave him another stare for speaking up. Fr?ulein Rottenbach pointed out his small build and she suggested she may be able to provide some neutral clothing for him to wear. Before he could even object to the notion of wearing Fr?ulein Rottenbachs clothing, Sister Magdalena proclaimed that there was nothing wrong with picking some items on the prettier side. Having him attend church in clothes with a feminine touch would provide a healthy humbling experience for him. "A desirable blow to the kind of male confidence that compels him to argue against people who only have his best in mind" she said in regards to his attempt to weasel out of going to church. Inspired by this suggestion, Fr?ulein Rottenbach presented one of her old choir blouses. They had a pleated yoke with lace around the edge, a tall collar with a row of ruffles under his chin and a black ribbon tie. The long sleeves were slightly puffed at the shoulders and the cuffs had matching trimmings. Sister Magdalena confirmed that they would be perfect, but the fabric was quite thin and people might be able to see his nipples. Instead of going with another choice, they quickly decided it would be best for Salomon to wear the blouse with a bra underneath, which Fr?ulein Rottenbach would be happy to provide. That the bra would be much more noticeable than his nipples, was obviously not an issue for them. Sister Magdalena advised, that he should be wearing a very tight girdle as well for some shape and foundation. Not only to church, but constantly. All day, but especially at night. Fr?ulein Rottenbach wondered if it should be a ordinary panty girdle, or rather a full underbust,as she assured her she had many old girdles for him to wear. The two women quickly concluded that both types on top of each other would be the best solution. Next Fr?ulein Rottenbach picked a pair of cream colored pegged slacks with pleats that emphasised the hips. It had no pockets and the front was smooth because it closed with a zipper in the back like a skirt. For shoes, she offered a pair of bone ballerina flats with rounded toes and black patent leather tips. They were so small that Salomon had to take off his socks to slip into them. Fr?ulein Rottenbach suggested it would be best for him to wear them with a pair of pantyhose. When Salomons outfit for church was settled on, Sister Magdalena continued with her advice of how to help with his addiction. She said a baby monitor in his room would be a good way for Fr?ulein Rottenbach to listen in and supervise his daily prayer, especially since he could never know if he was being surveilled or not. Also frequent inspections of his room and belongings would be necessary with confiscation of anything that was deemed distracting or unnecessary to aid in his spiritual healing. His only reading material should be the bible and select religious texts as provided by Sister Magdalena. Of course he would have to keep all the garments provided by Fr?ulein Rottenbach in pristine condition at all times to be always ready for a church visit. And since it was saturday, Sister Magdalena suggested that Salomon should come with her to church to join the weekly rosary group. Fr?ulein Rottenbach thought that was an excellent idea, since Salomon was already dressed appropriately. Out on the street Sister Magdalena told him to keep quietly two steps behind her, with his palms together in prayer as they walked all the way through the city to her church. Salomon was introduced to the prayer group, all elderly ladies who were delighted to hear about his efforts to receive "spiritual healing" as Sister Magdalena explained to them. They had a little deliberation among each other, and retrieved a wooden kneeler that they placed in the middle of the church, right before the altar. It had no cushion, just a hard wooden board for the knees and a round bar to place the wrists on. They assured Salomon that it was just the thing he needed for his journey, and that he was welcome to use it any time he joined them. What followed was two hours of rosaries with Salomon's knees and wrists increasingly hurting. Every time he shifted only sightly, he received a stare from SIster Magdalena. After the prayers were done for the day, she told him to thank all the ladies for accepting him into their group and they made him promise to come back every saturday evening for more prayer. Then Sister Magdalena took him to the back of the church and down flight of stone stairs, into a small cellar chamber with a desk and a blackboard. Salomon was excited when she explained it was now time to relieve him from wearing his modesty piece and told him to take off his clothes. When he was nude, except for his unremovable pair of panties, She said "First, we need to pray some more"and placed another kneeler in front of him. This one had no bar for his wrists, only a bar across his thighs, just below his groin and the wooden board had deep V-shaped ridges with sharp edges across the surface. On top of that, it had another bar in the back, that raised his ankles up. Now his whole body weight would push the tip of his knees directly on the sharp edges of the kneeling board. Once he was in place, Sister Magdalena flipped a lever and a second bar clamped down on the back of his ankles trapping them in place. Sister Magdalena removed the lever and Salomon realized he would not be able to get out of the contraption any more. A gleefully sneering Sister Magdalena clipped a pair of golf ball sized brass bells on short chains to each of his ears with tight clamps. They were heavy and uncomfortable. She explained that since he kept shifting during the rosaries, he would now spend some time in silent prayer, remaining absolutely still. For every time she would hear a sound, or one of the bells rang, she would make a mark on the blackboard. For every mark he would receive punishment and to get him started she made five marks for the constant shifting earlier. Then she turned around and began slowly and carefully writing something on the blackboard. Salomons knees were already sore, but this board made him suffer so much more. He tried to stay still as much as he could but every once in a while, he would let out a small moan or the earrings would ring and once Sister Magdalena was done writing, she had made eighteen marks. "Let's make it twenty for good measure", she exclaimed as she took a thick oversized ruler from the desk in the corner. "For every mark you will receive ten strokes with the ruler, boy. For now I say twenty five to your soles, twenty five to your palms, twenty five across your fingers, and another twenty five across your thighs. Then one hundred on each cheek of your bottom. That should teach you to behave." "But be warned, If you start crying at any time, I will take it as a sign that you do not accept your punishment as rightfully earned and add another hundred strokes for additional punishment. The punishment was excruciating, and as much as Salomon tried, he not only started to cry, but to beg and plea, but Sister Magdalena had no mercy for him. She would beat him even harder claiming it was the only way for him to atone for his sins and she only did what was best for him and he should be grateful. Once she was finished with the punishment, she pointed to the backboard and it said: "Let us behave properly as in the day, not in carousing and drunkenness, not in sexual promiscuity and sensuality, not in strife and jealousy. But put on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision for the flesh in regard to its lusts. Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and that you are not your own? But I say, walk by the Spirit, and you will not carry out the desire of the flesh. For the flesh sets its desire against the Spirit, and the Spirit against the flesh; for these are in opposition to one another, so that you may not do the things that you please." Salomon had to read it aloud for ten times to memorize it, and continue to read and recite it it, while Sister Magdalena would erase line after line. For every mistake Salomon made, she made another mark on the blackboard. Eventually he recited it ten times from memory and he received another ten strokes for each mark once he was done. Sister Magdalena told him he would have to remember the psalm by heart. He was required to write it down by hand a hundred times every week and bring it to church for her to review. There would be many more psalms for him to memorize over the coming weeks and months, and he would learn to recite them all by heart in any order at any time asked. That way they would slowly replace all the sinful thoughts in his mind. She, and she alone would be the judge if he was ready to be relieved of his modesty piece, and she expected him to show gratitude, as she had taken him the first step. Only after Salomon assured her that he was eternally grateful for her guidance, she released him from the kneeler and had him get dressed again. Before she allowed him to leave she reminded him that writing the psalm was due tomorrow, as it was sunday, and he had promised to come to mass and confession with Fr?ulein Rottenbach. Salomon walked home, still in tears. He was contemplating running away, but when he returned to his room, all his clothes had now been replaced with panties and bras, girdles and blouses, feminine slacks and ballerina flats. There was also a stack of old fashioned long nightgowns with ruffled collars and cuffs. Fr?ulein Rottenbach explained enthusiastically, that she had thrown away all his old clothes when she realized that they were "useless" as she called it, and when she noticed Salomons tears, she thought he was so moved by her gesture and told him not to worry about it. She had even installed a baby monitor with a camera, so she could always check on him and his new routine as Sister Magdalena had suggested. She told him to get ready for bed, and say his prayers, but he had to write all these psalms for Sister Magdalena first and he had to stay up all night to do it. Fr?ulein Rottenbach said she would make a one time exemption, but in the future she would set a curfew for him. The next day, Fr?ulein Rottenbach took him to church in his pretty outfit. Sister Magdalena had suggested, that he should walk all the way like a good boy and wait outside the church for Fr?ulein Rottenbach who would take the tram a bit later. During the mass Salomon was encouraged to sing all the hymns and pray loud an clear. In the cue for confession he was told to let everyone else go ahead. Once he came out of the confessional, Sister Magdalena was there to pick him up and take him to the room in the cellar where he was undressed and locked in the kneeler again. After she reviewed his writing, she gave him another beating for anything she deemed a mistake, but praised his efforts of finishing his tasks. "It shows some determination to do the right thing, and that you are ready for more elaborate psalm now." Then she gave him another, much harder beating as his penance after confession. Then she clipped the bells to his ears again for silent prayer while she wrote on the blackboard. "From now on," she explained, "you will come to every gathering of the rosary group. You will be half an hour early so you can practice kneeling and praying in silence. When the ladies arrive you will greet them by name and take their hats and coats. You will remember all the garments and hand them again to the right lady when they leave." Saturdays after the rosaries will now be the time for you to focus on praying in silence and reciting psalms for a couple of hours, followed by harsh punishment for any and all mistakes. Sunday after confession you will receive your due penance and learn a new psalm" When she was done with writing, she had made fifteen marks on the board and the new psalm for him to learn was this: 1 Have mercy on me, O God, According to your unfailing love; according to your great compassion blot out my transgressions." 2 Wash away all my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin. 3 For I know my transgressions, and my sin is always before me." 4 Against you, you only, have I sinned and done what is evil in your sight; so you are right in your verdict and justified when you judge. 5 Surely I was sinful at birth, sinful from the time my mother conceived me. 6 Yet you desired faithfulness even in the womb; you taught me wisdom in that secret place. 7 Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow. 8 Let me hear joy and gladness; let the bones you have crushed rejoice. 9 Hide your face from my sins and blot out all my iniquity. 10 Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. 11 Do not cast me from your presence or take your Holy Spirit from me. 12 Restore to me the joy of your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me. 13 Then I will teach transgressors your ways, so that sinners will turn back to you. 14 Deliver me from the guilt of bloodshed, O God, you who are God my Savior, and my tongue will sing of your righteousness. 15 Open my lips, Lord, and my mouth will declare your praise. 16 You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it; you do not take pleasure in burnt offerings. 17 My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart you, God, will not despise. 18 May it please you to prosper Zion, to build up the walls of Jerusalem. 19 Then you will delight in the sacrifices of the righteous, in burnt offerings offered whole; then bulls will be offered on your altar. "Since you have a whole week, I think you should write it 200 times from memory by next saturday. Prepare for harsh punishment, because any mistake is a insult to the lord. Now let's get to work on memorizing it." Salomon returned home late on Sunday night with a burning bottom. The next Monday morning was the day he finished this probationary period to the satisfaction of Mrs. Willems. She made him sign a elaborate work agreement of unspecified duration. On his first official day of work Mrs Willems issued him a pink spa type tunic that buttoned down the side. It was embroidered with glittery "Salon Sissi" on the back. Tight white capris without pockets and pink open toed mules completed his uniform. Mrs Willems explained it was the standard outfit for all entry level employees, although he never saw anyone else in the salon wear any of those items. It was only the beginning of increasingly humiliating practices at the salon. After a couple of weeks one of the ladies suggested, in order to represent the salon, Salomon should keep his hands neatly manicured. Mrs Willems thought this was a wonderful idea and appointed the apprentices to take care of the matter. It would also be good practice for them. They gave him a french manicure and applied a clear coat that gave his nails a shiny pinkish hue. Everyone was delighted and approved of his new look. Not long after, the trainees argued, since his toes were on display in the mules, they should be included in the beauty treatment. Mrs Willems thought this was a good idea and his toes would be pedicured the same way for a few weeks until the apprentices begged Mrs Willems to do some more elaborate styles for practice. From then, once a week a girl would do his toes in a color and style of their choice. A little plaque was added to the top of his mules that said: "Designed by" with the name of the girl written below. The Salon-Ladies would encourage him to show off his pretty toes to the customers during the day. Eventually he was taught to provide minor beauty treatments like buffing up toenail polish and giving foot massages to regular customers or even polishing their shoes during their appointments. After six months Salomon had enough. He did not want to put up with this treatment any longer and told Mrs Willems that he decided to quit. In turn she explained to him that he had signed a contract that would require both sides to agree on ending the employment. If he wanted to quit without her permission he would be required to remain without payment until he had found a suitable replacement. That was not all, he also he had received free training during the time of his employment and there was a law aimed at preventing the exploitive practice of taking a job only to acquire skills and then quitting. He had the right to bill him for the time and goods she had invested. She even kept a detailed list of beauty products and hours used for his "education" That was of course money salomon didn't have. Most of his wages would go directly to the bank to pay off the loan and he only received a small amount for himself, that just about covered food and other necessities. Salomon realized that he was trapped in this job for as long as Mrs Willems wanted him to be and there was nothing he could do about it. His attempt to quit ended with him humbly apologizing to Mrs. Willems many times for the inconvenience he had caused and accepting a few more stipulations to appease her. The very next day Mrs Willems announced that Salomon had agreed to grow out his hair and be available as practice model for hairstyles and perms, including dying, highlights and other practice beauty treatments such as waxing, peeling and makeup application. Just a few days later his whole body was devoid of any hair and subsequent "practice" treatments assured it would stay that way.The girls had especially fun removing his pubic hair by going over his scrotum with tweezers to pluck out every single hair that had somehow resisted the painful waxing. Once his remaining hair was long enough, Mrs Willems decided to establish a weekly makeover session for Salomon. He would receive a new hairstyle and color, trimmed eyebrows and full face-makeup in the latest trends and styles from the trainee girls and he had to maintain the style throughout the week by himself. Every morning he would have to report in the same style of hair and makeup that had been decided for the week and as incentive, he would receive demerits for any detail that was not deemed perfect or kept in order throughout the day. His duties were extended to picking up lunch, groceries, and taking customers dogs for a walk during their appointment. He would go out dressed in his tunic and capris. Instead of the mules however, he was issued "outdoor shoes" a pair of pink patent leather sandals with 2" kitten heels that made a distinctive feminine clicking sounds when he walked. At this point the girls had embroidered a "our" to the back of his tunic, so now it said "Our Salon Sissi" Often his hair was permed or fluffed and dyed in bright colors, in full face makeup and trimmed eyebrows. For earned demerits he would have to wear accessories chosen by the salon ladies, like bangles, clip on earrings, toe-rings and other jewelry. One of Salomons responsibilities was to open the salon for the cleaning staff that arrived after work and close up again when they were done. It was somewhat annoying, because he had to be there, but not much of a problem compared to all the other humiliation. After a few weeks however, a new girl came. Her name was Bianca and she didn't appear like a typical cleaning woman at all. She was wearing several rings on every finger and her thumbs, lots of necklaces and bracelets, and she smoked. Right the next day Mrs.Willems complained about the smell, and when Salomon told her about Bianca, she made it clear that he would have to take care of the issue. Bianca figured out quickly, that she could get Salomon in trouble and she made him a deal. She would step outside to smoke and during her breaks Salomon would take over the cleaning. Every day the smoking breaks would become longer and more frequent, until Salomon did most of the cleaning and Binaca just came inside to check on him and scrutinize his work. When Salomon eventually complained, Bianca slapped him several times in the face without warning. She yelled at him for daring to speak up, when he didn't even keep his side of the deal. She grabbed him by the ear and dragged him along into the ladies room, where she forced him to his knees in front of the toilet and pressed his lips against the seat. While she smeared his face all over the rim of the toilet, she berated him that everything had to be so clean that he would kiss any spot she told him to, only then he had done enough. Salomon was shocked, It scared him that she was so much stronger. She shoved a bar of soap into his mouth for daring to complain and the rest of the evening he would spend on his knees, drooling soap bubbles from his mouth and cleaning the floor of the ladies room with a toothbrush. When he brought up the issue with Mrs Willems the next day she told him it was not her problem if he was unable to stand up to a girl. As long as the salon was being cleaned she would not interfere. Soon Bianca would not even pretend any more. She would come in, wearing heels and short dresses like she just came from a club, sit in one of the chairs and be on her phone, while Salomon cleaned the shop for her. She loved slapping and humiliating him constantly by making him kiss and lick toilet seats or the chair she had been sitting in. One day she decided to make him clean nude, and she discovered his modesty piece. She laughed so hard and called him pathetic. She treated him even worse now and teased and humiliated him constantly now and kept calling him his little sissy. Sometimes she brought other girls to show him off to them, and they thought it was hilarious. At one point Bianca figured out how she could humiliate Salomon even more, while making it easier for her. She would now strap a shock collar on him, that was connected to a app on her phone. Instead of her sitting in a chair and watching him, she would put a little webcam in her place. Now she would control him remotely while she was out on the town and only come by to install and remove the collar. Now Salomon was completely controlled by different women every second of his life and none of them appeared to have any mercy with him. After a couple of months Salomon was completely broken and desperate when he saw his Aunt Ingeborg walking by outside the salon. He didn't even think about it when he ran outside to call out to her. She didn't even appear to recognize him at first. She seemed to be quite surprised to see him that way. She came inside, and asked to speak to the manager and Mrs. Willems asked her into her office, where they had a long talk. After that she visited Fr?ulein Rottenbach and when she eventually came down into the salon again, she told Salomon that she would be back for him the next day. Mrs Willems told him, that he would not have to work the next day and Fr?ulein Rottenbach said he should dress nicely for his aunt, so het put on his church clothes. Aunt Ingeborg came to pick him up with her car, and took him to the bank. He had to sign a few papers and his Aunt explained that she had just paid off all his debt. Then they took a trip on the Autobahn across the border. Salomon kept apologizing to her constantly, telling her how sorry he was for his behavior. She said, that she would accepted his honest apology. When he asked where they were going she told him it was a surprise. Eventually they left the Autobahn and drove across the rural country for a while, when they finally entered a forest road and came out into a clearing with a little white country cottage and a barn. His Aunt explained, that she had bought this house especially for him after his graduation in hope he would like to continue spending his Summers, in a more relaxed fashion with the demand and stress of school and grades finally over. "The day I wanted to bring you here as a surprise was the day you yelled at me and ran away," she said, and Salomon apologized once more. "Everything will be fine Salomon," she said. She told him that all she needed to hear was a sincere apology that she could believe. It was getting late, and they had a long way back, so they returned to the city. Aunt ingeborg dropped him off at the salon, but he said, "There is nothing here for me!" "What are you talking about Salomon? You are not done here. You have a contract with Mrs Willems. I took over your debt, but that only means that the money you earn will go straight to me now. You are also on your journey to spiritual healing. Only after Sister Magdalena determined you ready, I will be able to accept a honest apology from you my dear. Until then I will be sure to get my hair done in the salon from now on. Mrs Willems promised me some courtesy foot treatments from you." It was late, and Bianca was already waiting for him with the collar as his Aunt drove off.