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My Daughter's Roommate from Hell - Part 2
As I drove home that night, I looked in the rear view mirror.
I had pink lipstick on my lips, black eye mascara on my eyes, and cum on
my cheeks.
I tried to lick off the cum with my tongue.
I could not reach all of it, so I just left it on my face. I didn't care.
Before I went to bed, I washed my pink thong in the sink and hung it up
to dry, just as Sara instructed me to do. Exhausted, I quickly fell
asleep.
In the morning, I found myself yet again going directly to my computer,
to see if there was an email from Sara.
There was! Yikes, yikes!
I was both excited and afraid to open Sara's email.
This time it was address to 'Ally.'
The email suggested that I will wear something pink today.
Sara thought I looked good in pink, I guess.
She also made another appointment for me back at the beauty salon for
noon today. Yikes!
I pondered why did she wanted me to go back to the beauty salon?
For what reason(s)?
Anyway, I thought that it would be OK to do so over my lunch hour.
As I looked in my closet to find something pink, I remembered that my ex-
wife had purchased a pink dress shirt for me several years ago.
I did not like it because it was from her, so I never wore it.
I had placed the pink shirt in the back of the closet, and it was still
there.
I put the shirt on and headed out for work, when I remembered that Sara's
email instructed me to also carry my pink thong in my pocket today.
I felt relieved, somewhat, that I remembered to do this and not
disappoint Sara.
I left work at 11:30 AM to make sure I would be at the salon at noon
sharp.
I did not want to be late and upset Sara in anyway.
I told the young receptionist at the salon that my name was Allen, and
that I had a 12:00 appointment.
She looked confused and said the only noon appointment for noon today was
for 'Ally' and it was a 'special' services appointment!
Margo, the manager then came over.
Margo, like Sara, was a small, petite, yet strong.
She had spiked red hair and black eyes.
I would not want to cross her path. Yikes!
Margo quickly took control of the situation and informed everyone in the
salon that the appointment was in fact for me, and that I will start with
a 'facial.'
The young receptionist teasingly asked if the facial was a male one for
'Allen,' or a feminine one for 'Ally.'
Margo announced in a rather loud voice again, that the facial would be a
feminine one.
Several of the other women clients looked at me as I sat down in the
chair. One looked at me in disgust, one smiled, and the other, had a look
of understanding.
After the facial, which cleaned and massaged my skin, I felt really
refreshed and ready to go back to work.
I thought I was done with my appointment.
Boy was I mistaken!
Margo approached me and told me my appointment had just begun! Yikes!
Sara, who had made the appointment on my behalf, had requested that I
receive additional, 'special' services. Yikes!
Margo directed me back to her area, behind a wall.
She had me lie down on a rather large, but comfortable, black leather,
reclining chair.
She told me that Sara wanted me to have electrolysis on my face, so I
would not have to worry about shaving again.
I was shocked.
Not shaving again!
Margo told me to relax and that a lot of men are having their facial hair
permanently removed.
I was not so sure about this, but before I could say or do anything,
Margo had strapped my arms to the chair arms.
With a look of panic, I asked her why that was necessary.
She told me that some of her patients move around too much, as
electrolysis can be painful.
Margo did not want to make any mistakes, so she does this for particular
clients.
I protested, but she said that I looked like the type who could not take
much pain.
PAIN!
What am I getting myself into?
Margo finally brushed aside my concerns and started to perform permanent
hair removal on my face.
It was painful and I started to tear up.
Margo looked at me in disgust.
She asked me if I brought my pink thong as Sara had instructed.
I turned a 'beet' red.
'Yes,' I managed to whisper.
'Good', Margo said, and reached into my pocket and proceeded to stuff
Sara's thong into my mouth.
Again, I had a pink thong in my mouth, under the control of young women,
all in less than a week. Yikes!
Margo then quickly picked up the pace of my hair removal.
It was very painful, and I had tears flowing down my checks.
Margo took part of the pink thong out of my mouth to wipe my tears and
then stuffed the thong back into my now 'open' mouth.
I guess I knew my 'role.'
When Margo was done with my facial hairs, she looked at my eyes and said
that I should also have my eyebrows permanently sculptured.
She made the arch a little higher than I had before.
She then applied a permanent black color onto my eyebrows and my eye
lashes.
She told me that would save a lot of time in the future.
Future? What future?
I thought that I was now finally finished with this ordeal.
But no!
Margo pulled up my pink shirt and exposed my abdomen.
She pinched some of my flesh together and then inserted a needle.
She had pieced by belly-button! Yikes!
She retrieved a brass ring with the letter 'S,' and inserted it into the
hole.
I now had a stomach ring! And marked with my mistress, 'S's, (Sara.
Yikes!
Finally, finally, I though this dreadful day would end.
But no, Margo accused me of looking at her breasts when she had worked on
my face.
I tried to deny it, but she would not accept my responses.
She unbuttoned the top three buttons of my pink shirt and reach in to
pull my breast flesh on my right side towards her.
She then picked up the largest syringe and needle I had ever seen.
I panicked.
I could not scream with my thong in my mouth.
The chair buckles held me in place.
I felt like I was a human guinea pig.
Margo slowly inserted the needle into my right breast and drained all of
the cylinder's contents into my flesh.
I was now clearly crying.
It was very painful. Margo just patted me and told me it's a special
cocktail of Botox and collagen, that it would not last forever, but in 12
hours I would notice a difference.
She then picked up another needle, but this time, she somewhat teased me
with it.
Does Ally want this?
Does Ally want to have breasts?
Does Ally want to be a girl?
Tears were flowing from my eyes.
I could not breath very well.
Margo looked at me and said one last chance to protest.
I was helpless.
With that, she inserted the needle into my left breast and emptied the
cylinder of its fluid.
My chest hurt very much.
Margo then bent down to suck on each of my nipples through the outside of
my shirt!
It was both painful, yet stimulating.
My nipples were now alive - on fire.
They became quite hard as Margo continued to suck on them.
My enlarged nipples now pushed against the fabric of my shirt.
My shirt was wet from Margo's sucking.
It looked like I had two womanly nipples showing through wet pink
material!
Margo then told me that I had only one thing left on Sara's list for
today.
What could that be?
I was too drained and exhausted.
Margo picked up another needle, I panicked again.
Where was she going with that?
What was it?
Margo inserted the needle into my lips.
She did the top lip first, and then the bottom lip.
She said it was also Botox and that I would see some differences, yet
that day.
Finally, she took my thong out of my mouth and told me today's session
was not that bad, but I that I acted just like a girl. Right.
She unbuckled my wrists and I sat up.
Confused, weak and sore.
I quickly left her area, but she reminded me to make an appointment for
next week.
I did.
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