Dream Date
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Then Sammy said, "I have some earrings here at work that I will loan you to wear tonight, Dear. They will really be pretty with your outfit. We will use these small sterling silver balls in the upper holes, and I have some beautiful, silver Christmas trees for the lower holes. You won't even feel the little balls at the top, but the trees' may be a little uncomfortable until you get used to them. They are quite long and heavy, but I'm sure that your date will really get turned on by them. They are like little 5" trees with a trunk and branches, hanging down from your ears, On each of the branches, there one to four tiny silver bells, which will actually ring when you move your head. I'm sure they will attract attention. They have every time they have been worn."
And then I could feel him put the little balls in the holes he had made in my ears. And when he put the trees' on me, I could really feel them. They were really heavy, and I would be consciously aware that I was wearing earrings all the time! And the little bells would tinkle every time I moved my head the least little bit.
Sammy came around to the front of the chair and started working on my hands which were tightly bound to the manicure molds. He said, "Honey, we're going to have to remove your nail polish. I have some beautiful 2" artificial high fashion nails which will make your hands look much better." And I felt a cold liquid on my fingers, removing the polish that I had taken so long to put on.
Then he said, "Sorry, Sweetie, but I don't have any of the regular fingernail cement. I will have to put these on with industrial strength cement. They will stay much better with that anyway, except you won't be able to remove them for several months." I was literally being ruined. I had a wig that I couldn't get off, breast forms that would be very painful to remove, and now artificial nails that were permanent. What was he doing to me?
I could feel him cement each nail over my own nail, but I couldn't tell any difference, at least not then with my hands and arms bound to the chair the way they were.
When he was finished with my new nails, he laid me back in the chair and I and heard the water running. He took the rollers out and rinsed out my hair and raised my chair and put me under the hair dryer. When I finished drying, he started doing my makeup.
He moved me over to a makeup mirror where he start to transform my face into that of a beautiful female. He said, "Your face will be beautifully made up, almost lacquered like a Japanese doll, with silvery eye shadow, a dull reddish rose blusher, and pancake with powder to match your tannish complexion. Long false eyelashes complete the picture, along with your normal eyebrows. Your lips will be painted a glossy red. You will be exotically beautiful."
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