Jamie’s Descent Part 3

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Jamie’s Descent Part 3Jami’s Descent Part 3The limousine took me to Harley Street, home of the UK’s private healthindustry, for the medical Vanessa had mentioned. To me it had seemedless of a medical and more of a preparation for something. There were alot of the usual blood pressure tests and urine samples, but there hadalso been a lot of measurements taken, especially around my upper body.The doctor and nurses were efficient though and seemed satisfied with myoverall condition. I felt the doctor spent a little too long on what he had said was aprostate check. The doctor’s finger seemed to spend a long time probingmy rectal area and it reminded me acutely of the way the mystery man hadtouched me the previous night. I felt sure the doctor had seen the waymy cock had reacted to the examination by swelling considerably. It hadbeen a little embarrassing to explain to the nurses why I couldn’t takeoff the ankle bracelet, but they seemed to take it in their stride. Thedoctor said that I was a little out of condition and prescribed a courseof supplements, with orders to take them once a day and a repeatprescription for when they ran out. My next appointment was for what Vanessa had described as ‘a visit tothe hairdressers’. The limousine weaved through the London traffic to anaddress in Covent Garden that turned out to be a very up-market beautysalon. The receptionist had obviously been expecting me and as soon asI’d given my name I was whisked away to the rear of the salon. A blondewith a stunning figure barely contained in white T-shirt and shortsapproached me and introduced herself. ‘It’s our pleasure to have you here, Jamie. My name is Lisa and I’ll betaking care of you today.’ Handing me a pure white silk wrap, she continued, ‘Just take off yourclothes and slip the wrap on and we’ll get started, it’s going to be along day.’ ‘But I’m only here for a haircut,’ I pleaded. Lisa must have been almost six feet tall and she towered over me. Shehad a flawless complexion and the kind of toned look that can only comefrom working out every day. She looked as if she had come straight froma Californian beach. Her long blonde hair framed a perfectly tanned faceas she looked sternly down. ‘I have my instructions personally from Vanessa and she has been veryclear about what you need, so don’t worry about anything. We won’t bite.You’ll love what we do to you here,’Another girl joined Lisa, a black girl about the same age as Lisa, astall and as dazzlingly beautiful. Lisa introduced her as Fiona and saidthey were going to work together on me. Fiona’s hair was pulled straightback from her face and tied back in a topknot. She exuded an air of wildand uninhibited sexiness. The contrast between the two girls wasextraordinary and I felt so tiny beside these two gorgeous and exoticcreatures. The two girls stood waiting as I hesitated, thinking theywere going to leave so I could take off my clothes. ‘Come on, don’t be shy,’ said Fiona, breaking the awkward pause,’There’s only us girls here.’ I felt that remark to be ambiguous but before I could say anything Fionahad started to undo my shirt and Lisa had grabbed my belt. As mytrousers fell to the floor the new pair of panties that Vanessa hadgiven me to wear became clearly visible and I blushed crimson. ‘They’re a lovely colour,’ Lisa remarked immediately. She ran her handsover the silk material saying, ‘And you fill them out so nicely. Don’tblush my dear, you look divine in them. Why don’t you keep them on?’Fiona helped me into the robe and whispered in his ear, ‘Don’t worryhoney, we have lots of male clients who like to express their feminineside. I like that.’ As she said this, her hand seemed to brush across the front of mypanties and she held my eyes for a long second. Lisa broke the spell,’Later, Fiona. We have work to do now. Let’s make this little cutie evenmore beautiful.’I was about to protest about being described that way but Fiona gave mea quick peck on the lips and said, ‘OK, but I want the first ride onthis little pony.’ The silk robe felt so light and cool and, well, feminine. They also mademe slip on a pair of white mules, which took a few minutes to get usedto, but which then felt incredibly comfortable. I began to feel slightlylight-headed at the attention I was receiving from these two beautifulgirls. I was led into another room and shown to a reclining chairflanked by tables filled with small bottles and jars. The two girlsspent some time examining notes on a clipboard leaving me to examine mysurroundings. I gradually became aware of the wonderful mixture of aromas in the room,and together with the soft ambient music playing in the pendik escort background Ibegan to relax properly for the first time since Vanessa had caught melooking at that website. I couldn’t believe it had only be a few dayssince Vanessa had called me into her office. How could my life havechanged so much in such a short time? The music and scent in the room lulled me deeper into a daydream and Irecalled the day my brother had shown me the grainy photograph of theThai ladyboy sucking his cock on the rugby trip to Bangkok. Had thatbeen the real start of this journey? I remembered how strangely I hadfelt when I had seen that photograph. What I now also remembered werethe dreams that had followed that day. Dreams in which I had become theladyboy in the picture, sucking my brother’s cock until his cum dribbledfrom my lips. I shivered as deeply buried memories drifted into my mind, one after the other.The time when I was about five and some older girls at my primary school had adopted me as their living doll. They had managed to dress me one day as a girl with ribbons in my hair and one of their old dresses. They had practised their makeup skills on me until one of their mothers had come home and returned me to my mother. I had insisted on leavingthe makeup on until the next day when my mother made me wash it off.A memory of when I was eight years old and my mum had caught me tryingon her stockings and had made me wash her underwear for a week as apunishment. I remembered the feeling of the silks and satins of herlingerie on my hands as I gathered them from the clothes hamper readyfor the wash. I could now see myself as I held my mother’s knickers tomy face and I could still smell the scent of my mother on her underwear.Later, at secondary school, I remembered a crush I had on an older boy.The boy had seemed flattered by my attention and I smiled as Iremembered the day we had cut school and gone swimming at the beach. We had changed behind the sand dunes and I had watched as the older boy’s towel had dropped while he was changing and had been rooted to the spotas I saw the boy’s cock for the first time. It looked so long and thick compared to mine. The beach was deserted at that time of year and when we got into the sea, the boy said, ‘Let’s go skinny dipping.’ He dropped his own swimming shorts and made a grab for mine. I put up afight, but only because I wanted to wrestle with him in the water. Heeventually overpowered me and I felt his hands graze my cock as myshorts were dragged down. I chased the boy through the waves and we playfought each other as the cold North Sea surf rolled off us. The wavespushed us into the shallows and the boy somehow ended up lying on top ofme, pinning me to the wet sand. I could feel his large stiff cock rubbing against my own smaller one andI vividly remembered the boy’s lips slowly descending towards mine, whensomebody shouted, ‘Oi, what you doing. You dirty little buggers!’ We ran off laughing at the old man walking his dog, but soon after, theboy moved to another school and quickly stopped answering my letters. For my eighteenth birthday my friends my friends and I got roaring drunk andwe ended up in a pub in the middle of a drag show. Even though I was drunkI can remember loving the show and how good the drag queens looked. When one of them discovered it was my birthday she came over and wrapped herselfaround me. My friends thought it was hilarious, but I found it exciting in a waythat I didn’t fully understand. ‘Jamie! Jamie! Wake up sweetie.’ I felt someone gently shaking myshoulder and I opened my eyes to see Fiona’s face only a few inches awayfrom mine. ‘Judging by the smile on your face that must have been some dream,honey.’ Her eyes were an incredible hazel colour and I couldn’t stop myselfsaying, ‘You have such beautiful eyes.’ ‘Why thank you honey,’ she smiled wickedly as she whispered, ‘I havesome other things you might like too.’Her hand snaked through my wrap and squeezed my cock through my panties.’But as auntie Lisa said, that’s for later, my sweet little angel.’ Isquirmed in the chair, feeling the silk slide sensuously over my skin.Fiona winked as her fingers kneaded my cock. I felt myself harden underher touch. Lisa interrupted by saying ‘Let’s get started Fiona. Waxingfirst, I think.’ I sat bolt upright. ‘Waxing? No-one said anything about waxing! I’m nothaving that!’ I tried to get out of the chair. Lisa calmly and effortlessly pushed meback down, ‘Vanessa said you might be a little bit reluctant, so shegave me some pictures to show you that she felt would change your mind.’Lisa handed me some photographs and I groaned escort pendik as I saw what they were.Some were from that first day in her office showing me sucking on thestrap on protruding from her trousers. A few were from the second timewith me standing in the middle of her room, wearing only panties. I sankback, defeated, and sighed, ‘Lisa, OK, you win. I’m yours.”And mine later,’ grinned Fiona.Fiona helped me out of the wrap and I stood there naked in front ofthese two gorgeous women. I must have been losing my inhibitions becausealthough I didn’t know where to put my hands I was not feeling soembarrassed. To tell the truth I had never grown much body hair so itwasn’t as painful as it might have been. But, even so, it was a hugerelief when the girls had finished. I had really objected, however, when they moved to my pubic hair andFiona used a small electric trimmer to give me what they called aBrazilian. As Fiona finished she grinned evilly, ‘Next time, honey, it’sthe wax!’ I couldn’t see what they had done properly because there were no mirrorsin the room, but my skin felt really smooth and I could look down andsee a small strip of my pubic hair leading down to my cock. I had takenoff the panties before the waxing and when I came to put them on againthey felt so smooth against my totally hairless legs. A pedicure and manicure came next and while they worked on my nails Lisapopped a pair of headphones on my head. I closed my eyes and let themusic carry me away. It felt so good to have two pairs of soft handscaress my fingers and toes as they worked on me. I had achieved a deepstate of relaxation when I felt a sharp sting in my right ear. ‘Yow!’ I squealed and yanked off the headphones, ‘What was that?’ ‘I’ve just pierced your ear, nothing to worry about,’ said Lisa. ‘Nowjust hold still.’ ‘Yow!’ I said again as she did the left ear, ‘That hurt.’ ‘Don’t be a baby,’ said Fiona, ‘Or I’ll have to hurt you properlylater.’ Fiona was starting to scare me a bit. Lisa slipped some small sleepersinto the holes and I rubbed my ears. ‘Next time we’ll pierce your belly button. That will look so cute.’ saidLisa. I ignored the remark and glanced down at my hands. My nails hadn’t beenlong enough to shape properly but they did look different. Lisa saw melook and said, ‘We’ve done our best and given them a little colour. Justlet them grow and we’ll keep shaping them for you.’ ‘But I won’t be coming back.’ I blurted out.’Oh, I think Vanessa will make sure you do.’ Lisa said gently. I wondered how well Lisa knew Vanessa. I smiled broadly as I formed a picture of Lisa on her back being shagged royally by Vanessa wearing thesame strap on I had sucked, then the image somehow morphed to me as the one being fucked by Vanessa. I shivered with fear and delight.There was a pale pink colour on my fingernails that was just visible. I began to worry about what people at work were going to say. My toenailshad been done in the same colour and I wiggled my toes and they lookedso pretty. I saw Lisa and Fiona exchange a small smile as they saw my delight. ‘What?’ I asked. ‘Nothing,’ Lisa said, ‘only that Vanessa will be verypleased with your progress. Sometimes it takes much longer than this toget to this stage.’ I was so fascinated at looking at my newly coloured nails that theremark really didn’t register. I splayed my fingers out and let thelight play across the fingernails. Fiona giggled. ‘What now?’ I asked. She smiled and said, ‘When men look at their nails they normally curltheir fingers over in a fist. Girls spread their fingers out like youjust did.’ ‘That’s ridiculous,’ I said, but immediately put my hands behind myback. ‘Too late, honey,’ she whispered. ‘Don’t worry; it will be just ourlittle secret.’ Lisa pushed me down into the chair and took off the scrunchy that heldmy hair in the ponytail. She brushed it out with her fingers, all thetime making disapproving noises with her mouth. ‘Tsk, whoever did this needs to be shot,’ she muttered. ‘Mmm, let’s see what we can do now and hope that we can tame this jungleeventually.’ Swiftly and efficiently, Lisa worked on my hair but with no mirrors inthe room I couldn’t see what she was doing. It was strangely flatteringto have these two goddesses concentrating solely on me and I felt moreand more comfortable in the role that was being created for me. Therewas something deeply soothing yet exciting in the way Lisa first washedmy hair. I lay backwards with my head on the sink and I felt dizzy with thefeeling she created as she stood over me gently working the shampoothrough my hair. Lisa occasionally asked Fiona her opinion as she cut myhair pendik escort bayan and the two of them seemed pleased with what they had done. I beganto crave to see what the girls had done and I dared to hope that Vanessawould be really pleased with the way I looked. I u*********sly crossed one leg over the other and thought how smoothand nice my legs looked now. I found myself staring at Fiona as Lisaworked on me. Fiona noticed me looking, moved closer to me and began tostroke my leg with her long dark fingers. She brushed her fingertipsalong the inside of my thigh getting closer and closer to my cock whichfor about the tenth time since I’d arrived was as hard as a rock. Iwriggled in the chair as she brushed my silk covered cock with herfingers. ‘Fiona, stop it. You’re making her move so much I might just cut her earoff,’ said Lisa. I stopped moving, but Fiona didn’t stop her teasing and I felt faintwith frustration as she built me towards a climax, and then slowed thepace of her fingers. Lisa eventually finished with my hair and bothgirls professed themselves happy with the result. At this moment Fionatook over and led me to a table covered in cosmetics. Fiona sat me downfacing her and began a careful examination of my face. ‘How often do you shave, honey?’I had never had a strong beard growth and I guess I only had to shavelightly every three or four days. I told her this and she seemed happyenough. The next half hour she spent working on my face, massaging myskin and then using what seemed an endless series of creams and lotionson my face. Several times she asked me to close my eyes and I felt hergentle touch applying things to my eyelids. I relaxed and kept my eyesclosed as she worked until I felt a sharp sting. ‘Ooowww’. I said, startled by the pain. ‘Don’t panic, my little sissy.’ Fiona smiled as she spoke, ‘I’m onlyplucking your eyebrows. It will make you look so sweet.’ She went on with this for a few minutes and I swore I would never havethat done again. She finished and then moved on to my lips. It felt sofeminine to have her paint my lips and it gave me the chance to look ather closely as her face was so close to mine. ‘Do you like what you see, baby?’ she asked without pausing. ‘Mmm, yes,’ I replied. ‘Good,’ she said, ‘I like what I see too.’ ‘That should do for now,’ said Lisa. Both girls stood back and smiled as they surveyed the effects of theirwork.’Let me see, let me see,’ I simpered.They turned my chair round and removed a towel that had been d****d overa mirror in the corner of the room. I looked into the mirror and simplycould not believe what I saw. Looking back at me was the face of a younggirl, blonde hair falling down to her shoulders. I moved my head and thehead in the mirror moved too, the hair gently swinging with themovement. I smiled and I could see the girl smile back. I sat stunned. Icouldn’t believe what I was seeing. ‘Do you like what you see?’ asked Lisa. I still couldn’t speak, but I managed to nod my head. ‘We’ll take thatas yes, then,’ laughed Fiona. Lisa turned to Fiona. ‘I think you’ve earned the first crack at thisone, Fi.’ Fiona’s smile was one of triumph and naked lust. I shivered withanxiety. Lisa noticed and softly said, ‘Don’t worry, Jamie baby, Fionawon’t do anything too nasty, this time.’Fiona laughed and Lisa walked across to her, wrapped her arms aroundFiona, one hand in the small of her back and the other behind her head.Lisa drew Fiona close to her and I saw Fiona’s eyes shut as she placedher hands on either side of Lisa’s face. Their lips touched and thegirls’ tongues snaked from their mouths and began to fence with eachother. Lisa’s leg moved between Fiona’s who gave what sounded like agrowl as I saw her tongue disappear between Lisa’s lips. The girlskissed deeply for several minutes, their hands running over each other’sbodies. I was riveted to the spot. It seemed I had almost stopped breathing as Iwatched the black princess and the blonde queen entwined before me. Icould feel my cock rise at the unbelievably erotic tableau I was watching.Lisa finally broke the embrace and smiled wickedly at me, ‘Jamie, thisis part of your education, so pay attention to what Fiona does; Ipromise you’ll enjoy it.’My tongue had somehow got stuck to the roof of mouth and all I could dowas nod dumbly in reply. She let her fingertips slide over the front ofFiona’s tunic through which her nipples had suddenly become veryvisible. Lisa let her fingers rest on one nipple and suddenly tweakedit. Fiona moaned and her eyes blazed with desire. Lisa walked towardsthe door and turned as she reached it, smiled wickedly and said, ‘Fiona,don’t forget now, play nicely.’ ‘Oh, don’t worry babe, I’ll take very good care of her,’ Fiona replied,looking me straight in the eye. I felt like a rabbit caught in the headlights of a car as I sat andwatched Fiona close the door after Lisa and pocket the key.

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