Mary’s story Part 5“Not so fast,” he said. “You have a job to do for me first, and then afterwards you have to be made up.”He handed Mary six large sealed envelopes. “Because you managed to get through last week, your Master has given you the privilege of choosing for yourself. Pick an envelope.” Mary chose one at random, and the man opened it and looked at the piece of paper inside. “Good choice,” he said, “now pick two more.” Mary did as she was told, and passed him the envelopes.“You have chosen one for another slave, and one for me.” said Linda. Mary wondered what it was that she had chosen, but she could not see what was on the paper.“Right, let’s get started.” “Put these on.” Linda handed Mary a pair of dark glasses and soon the laser was used again. Mary could see Linda working all over her poor pussy. She went right inside her labia and round between her legs. It was very sore, much worse than last week, but she knew that she had to tolerate the pain. Soon, all the skin was on fire again. Mary sat up on the couch, not daring to touch herself.“Now its time that we got you made up.” Linda said. She led Mary to a chair. On the table nearby was a sign saying, “Never do your makeup again – Permanent Eyeliner, Eye shadow, and Lipstick”.“You must keep very still while I do this, as we cannot undo any mistakes.” Mary realised that she was going to have to go through with this, and sat very still while Linda did her makeup, using what looked to be some small needles fitted into a machine. This is what a tattoo is like, Mary thought. It was very painful, especially on the lips, and she hoped that Linda güvenilir bahis would soon finish. Looking in the mirror Mary was fascinated to see the gradual build-up of colour but thought that the colours were far too strong for her, and looked as though they had been painted on. She normally did not wear much makeup. Linda said, “Do not worry, the colours will settle down, and the reason for the permanence is so that you will be instantly available to your Master 24 hours a day. He will not have time to wait for you to make yourself presentable when he demands service from you.”“Nearly finished, now go and lie on the couch again. We have one final touch.” Mary did as she was told, and Linda grabbed hold of her left breast. Quickly, she started to colour the nipple dark red. The pain was really intense and Mary screamed. Linda slapped her hard. “Look here,” she said, “If your Master decides that your nipples are too pale, then you will have them altered to suit his wishes.” Mary realised that she must endure this torment. She could not leave with a red patch on one nipple. What was Bob putting her through, she thought. Linda soon finished the left nipple, and started on the right.Mary looked in the mirror again, and cried. Her nipples were now very red, and looked enormous. “It’s no good crying,” said Linda, “you are the one who wanted to submit. There is no way back now. Go and show the other customer what you have had done.” Linda pulled back the curtain, and Mary realised that there was a customer in the front of the shop, and tried to hide herself. Linda thrust her forward, in front türkçe bahis of a slim middle aged lady who was waiting to have her hair done. “Look at the slut,” said Linda, “what do you think to her, Wendy?” To Mary’s surprise, the woman did not appear to be shocked. “She will look better when her piercings are done; the rings will set her new nipples off,” the woman said, “and from what you tell me she still needs a lot more work. Will she be done in time?” “Yes,” said Linda, “it will be difficult, but she can tolerate a lot of pain, and she heals quickly so we should get a lot more done next week. Of course, it depends if her Master changes the requirements.” “We will be next door for the next session, Wendy, but you are welcome to come and watch the slut being worked on.” said Linda. “If you wanted to take part, there are still three spare envelopes. She has already chosen one for me.”Mary’s head was spinning. She wondered about next week. Perhaps she would be pierced next week, just like Linda was, and how many more customers knew what was happening to her? She heard Wendy talking to her. “Choose me an envelope then, slut.” Shaking, Mary chose another envelope. Wendy opened it and looked at the piece of paper inside. “Where is the one she chose for herself.” Linda handed her Mary’s envelope, and Wendy looked inside. “Turn away, slut. You are not allowed to see this.” Mary turned away.“Mine’s nice,” Wendy said, “but not as big as yours. I’ll have to ask my husband if he wants me to have it done. I dare not do it without asking him. Linda tells me that you have no choice in the matter, güvenilir bahis siteleri though. I really want to see that, so I’ll be here again next Tuesday to watch.”The shop door opened, and Mary turned around, forgetting that she was naked. Thank goodness it was only Bob, she thought, but then she realised that it was Bob who was putting her through all this. What was he going to do to her next?She realised that Bob was talking to Wendy. “What do you think?” he asked. “She looks a lot more compliant than last week, at least she’s not still whining about her husband finding out” said Wendy, “but I’ve just been saying to Linda that there is still a lot more work to do. I doubt that she will be ready in time.”“I’ve just been to see them next door, and they will open early and work late, so we will be able to speed things up a bit then.” Bob said, “Can you be here about nine o’clock?”Mary was so stunned by what she heard that she hardly realised that she was getting dressed. Again the clothes she was given hardly covered her body, and the low cut top exposed the tops of her now very red nipples as she bent forward. The skirt rode up as she walked, exposing her buttocks, but she did as she was told and went through the shop door and out into the street. As before, she walked in front of Bob so that he could see the reaction on the faces of the people in the street. Mary was walking very carefully so as not to show any more than she had to, and tried not to look at anybody. After what seemed an age, she reached the car and quickly got in. It was then that she realised that she had not looked at the shop next door, so she still did not know what it was. She thought from what Wendy had said to her about the rings that she was probably going to be pierced. But that did not worry her as much as the thought that she was actually looking forward to it!