Slowly, lazily, she ran her hands over her breasts, still covered by the thin cotton. James let a low moan escape. She smiled. Her hands went to her b...lt, unbuckling it and then slowly unbuttoning her pants. She had altered a new pair of panties in pale blue silk. When he saw them, his cock lept in his own pants, straining for release. She saw his hand go to his belt and shook her head no. His hand fell away, wondering what she had planned. She stood before him, and slowly lowered the chemise. Her smell, perhaps offensive in a more public setting, only served proof to my senses that here was a real live woman close to me, her mouth, neck, and tits, were not just clean and tasteless skin, but salty, sweet, and flavorful. As we made out and I rolled on top of her, I forgot all about her deformed features. The next minutes went by in a blur of passion and the next thing we knew, we were naked, with me poised atop her. Her bony knees were spread wide apart, with me lying in between. You know what happens inside that Beauty Salon. You aregoing to be sprayed, teased, rolled, baked, painted, coiffed, dressed,pinned and permed into something you have not been, as least outwardly,before. Something you, most assuredly, had not wanted to happen to you.Something you have done or maybe just the way you are, has forced you tothis door to humiliation and feminization. The woman who controls youknows what you need to have done to you. May she have mercy of your poorunmanly soul. And. A second tie went around his neck as a leash."Now, let's see what I've got to work with." He tried to mumble some words of protest as she began to take off his pants but again her glare quelled any actual rebellion. Her hunch was confirmed as his dick was freed; he was getting hard. "Yeah, I figured you were whipped," she sneered, giving his dick a pinch. He looked away from her but his cock stiffened further in her hand, as if it was eagerly admitting the charge.She deftly stripped him from.