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Bill had prepared an intimate dinner for Amanda and himself.  He had filet mignon from the grill, baked potatoes, and asparagus spears.  Dinner began with wine and a salad.  Bill seated Amanda in her place.  Amanda was dressed in a low cut white blouse which showed cleavage and the top of her breasts, a short skirt which showed her well-shaped long, nylon clad legs, and high heels which gave her legs the right look and which gave her cute ass a look that said grab me.  Her dark blond hair was loosely hanging to her shoulders.  After seating her,  Bill brought the salads to the table and went back to thA WORK IN PROGRESS PART XIII

e kitchen to open the wine and retrieve the chilled glasses from the freezer.  He placed the glasses on the counter and opened the wine, pouring first into his glass.  Then into the bottle, he added a liquid from a small vial “just what the doctor ordered."  “Amanda will be powerless to resist by the end of dinner," he thought to himself.

Bill brought the wine glasses and the bottle, setting a glass by each place setting  and the bottle on the table.  He sat down, raised his glass in a toast and said, “To new adventures."  Amanda raised her glass and touched his, echoing the toast.  He took a sip of his wine, the intention being to nurse his through the meal while filling Amanda’s glass with the spiked wine.  Amanda took more than a sip.  They then began their salads.

During the salad, Amanda sipped her wine while Bill faked it.  Before the salad course was over, he refilled her glass.  He removed the salad plates and returned with a towel on the plates with the steaks he had kept warming in the oven.  “Careful of the plate.  It’s hot," he said putting her plate before her.  He raised his glass again and said “To us."  Amanda drank more of the wine.

By the end of the main course, Amanda had drunk over three glasses of the wine while Bill had hardly made a dent in his first glass.  Amanda was beginning to feel the effects of the drugged wine.  “I’m feeling a little light-headed," she said.  

“Finish your wine while I do a quick clean up and I’ll help you upstairs," Bill said.  He then removed the dinnerware and placed it all in the dishwasher while Amanda finished her fourth glass of wine.  By the time he was done, Amanda agreed that she needed to go upstairs.

Bill helped her upstairs to the bedroom and helped Amanda to the bed, letting her down gently.  “I don’t understand.  I’ve never felt like this after just a few glasses of wine," she said.

“Don’t worry, Sweetheart.  I’ll take good care of you," Bill replied.  He then checked to see all was in readiness for Amanda’s change this evening.  The salon chair for styling was ready together with all necessary combs, brushes and all.  He then removed Amanda’s shoes and put them aside.  Then he unbuttoned her blouse and skirt, unzipping it as well.  

“What are you doing?" Amanda slurred.

“Getting you ready," Bill answered.  He then lifted her butt and removed her skirt, panty hose and black lace panties.  He noticed she had apparently shaved her legs earlier today.  They were smooth and hairless, so one less thing to do.

“Ready for what?"

“Sssh.  Just relax.  I said I’ll take care of you.  Bill then proceeded to remove her blouse, and then unhook and remove her bra.  After hanging them on a nearby chair, he helped Amanda to her feet and placed her in the salon chair.  Then he gently tied her wrists to the armrests and her ankles to the legs of the chair using satin ribbon.  

“What are you doing?  Why are you tying me up?" Amanda asked.  

“You are going to have your hair done as well as other things.  First we will begin by streaking your hair."

“But I don’t want my hair streaked," Amanda responded.

Bill put a small egg-shaped vibrator into Amanda’s hairy pussy and turned it on.  “Yes you do.  You’ve always wanted to do it but you were just not sure.  Now you’re sure, aren’t you?"

The vibrations were coursing through Amanda’s pussy and throughout her entire body.  That coupled with the wine began to crumble any resistance she might have had.  “I still don’t want my hair color changed," she persisted.  

“Well, regardless, that’s what’s going to happen,"  Bill said, taking a silken cape and placing it over Amanda’s nude body and snapping it at her neck.  He then reached around the chair and began to massage Amanda’s breasts through the silken cape.  He felt her erect nipples through the fabric.  He also felt Amanda shudder. “You see, it really doesn’t matter what you want right now.  It’s what I want and you are hardly in a position to do anything about it, are you?"  

Amanda looked at herself in the mirror as Bill then began the process.  She could not do anything.  She was weak and tied up.  She could see herself in the cape with only her head showing and nothing else.  Bill had previously mixed the bleach and she watched as he placed the plastic cap on her head.  She then watched as he used the hook to reach into the holes and pull strands of hair out for the bleaching process.  This would lighten only those “streaks" of hair while leaving the rest of Amanda’s hair darker, creating the streaked look.  “I’m only pulling out some of your hair to create the proper look," she heard him say.

“But I like my look and I don’t want to change it" Amanda dully said through gritted teeth as she had her first orgasm from the implanted vibrator.  

But Bill ignored her comment and continued with the hook.  When he had pulled out enough strands to satisfy himself, he then applied the bleach to the outside of the cap, careful to get all of the hair covered by the bleach.  “Now we move on while the bleach does it’s work."

He spun the chair to face him and sat on a footstool.  He untied her right foot and raised it up to his lap. Gently he trimmed her nails and then applied a red polish with sparkles in it to her toes.  “Must I re-tie you or will you be a good girl while I do your left foot?" he asked.  “I’ll be good," Amanda said.  

“Fine," he replied.  “Here, let’s do a little more before I do your left foot."  With that he reached for the control of the vibrator and turned it up a bit.  Amanda felt the change in her instantly, followed by another orgasm.  “I thought you might like that.  We can keep increasing as time goes on."

He then untied her left ankle and again began the same process of trimming, filing and shaping her nails and applying the rich red color to her toes.  He then lifted her feet to show her how she looked.  “Like the color and look?" he asked.

Amanda looked down at her toes.  They looked very sexy indeed.  The nails were well shaped and the shimmering in the polish was something she had never worn before.  She smiled and nodded.  “Time for your manicure now."  Bill said.

Bill repeated the procedure on both hands, trimming, shaping, buffing and applying polish.  When he was finished, her hands were sexy and sensual looking as well.  “You look a bit thirsty.  Let me get the wine."  With that he went down to the kitchen and returned with the wine.  He poured yet another glass for Amanda and put it to her lips.  The heat, excitement and all of the goings on had made her thirsty and she emptied the glass without stopping.  

“The bleach needs a few minutes yet, Sweetheart," Bill said.  “You know, I thought I felt something under the cape before.  Let me check."  He then again massaged her breasts beginning with very light brushing on the top of the silken cape.  Her nipples were still erect.  He began to finger them lightly and gently.  “What have we here?"

Amanda shuddered and came again.  She was losing total control to her sensations.  She had never felt like this before, so out of control of herself, totally helpless and dependent on someone else.  A second shudder ran through her when he lifted the cape and began to kiss her breasts and then suck on them.  A third happened when he turned up the vibrator another notch.

“Time to rinse,"  Bill whispered to her.  He then removed the cape and untied her hands.  He helped Amanda to her feet where she was unsteady.  “Let me help you to the bathroom," he said.  He then lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bathroom sink where the shampoo chair was placed.  He put her into the chair and let the water run until it was warm enough and rinsed the bleach from the plastic cap.  The he removed the cap and gave Amanda a very sensual shampoo, gently massaging all of her scalp.  After he rinsed her, he put a towel on her head and carried her back to the salon chair.  By now, there was no need to strap her in.  The vibrator, wine and drug had done their work.  Amanda was putty in his hands.

Bill did not bother with the cape now.  He applied a styling gel to her damp hair with his fingers and then combed it through.  He then began drying and styling her hair.  He gave her a beautiful, soft shoulder length page boy.  But this was different from the others, for this time, Amanda’s blond hair had light streaks and highlights running throughout.  She looked very sexy and desirable.  Bill had to control himself not to take her now.  “What do you think?" he asked.

Amanda, who had her eyes closed for most of the style drying, now opened them and looked at her new self in the mirror.  She also liked what she saw, turning her head from side to side.  Bill also held a mirror behind her and turned the chair so she could see the back.  “You were right," she conceded.  “I do look nice streaked.  We should have done this long ago."  But she still felt week.  

“Now we need to do your face," Bill said.  He turned to begin her make-up.

“You’re going to do my make-up?" Amanda asked.

“Of course.  I’ve watched you and seen some tapes you got with your make-up.  Just sit back and relax."  He kissed her softly and tweaked her nipple, causing a sigh of contentment.  He also turned up the vibrator another notch.

“We begin with the base/foundation, in this case Bare Minerals."  He dusted the brush in the powder and brushed it onto Amanda’s forehead, nose, cheeks and chin.  As advertised, it evened out her complexion.  “Now we move to the eyes."

He began by gently shaping her brows with the eyebrow pencil, giving her a soft arch and tapering to a point at the outside corners.  Then he used the eye liner on her lids and the outside half of the lower eyes.  This was followed by soft green eye shadow on the lid and under the brow.  A contrasting brown was placed into the crease.  Then he curled her lashes and applied mascara.  “Now blush and lipstick," he announced.

He brushed on a softy peach blush to her cheeks beginning at the apple and continuing to the hair line.  Then he lined her lips, stopping short of the outer corners and applied a deep red color.  Leaving he edges of the lips uncolored gave her more of a pouty look, a perfect match to her hair and nails.  He turned the chair to face the mirror.  “Well, what do you think?  May I do your make-up in the future?"

Amanda looked at herself in the mirror and again in the hand-held mirror Bill gave her.  She was truly a sexy woman.  Her eyes were sultry, with the colors and liners coming to a point at the tip of the eyebrows.  She had never had the pouty look but would certainly have him do it again.  Her husband was far more talented than she had given him credit for.  He could style her hair anytime she wanted.  He could do her make-up.  She didn’t know she was getting a personal hairdresser/make-up man when she married.  She turned her head up and pulled Bill to her and kissed him.  “Of course.  Any time."

“Good.  Now we are just about finished.  Let me help you to bed."  With that he lifted her from the salon chair and put her on the towel on the bed.  

“What’s left?" Amanda asked.

Bill ignored her question and tied her left wrist to the corner post of the bed.  Then he went to the other side and tied her right wrist.  Then he tied her ankles to the other corners.  Then he announced, “You are going to have your pussy shaved."

Amanda said she did not want her pussy shaved and began to struggle against the satin ties, but Bill again pointed out that what she wanted really did not matter.  He did and she could do nothing about it.  He bent over and gave her a soft kiss. “Besides, I bet you’ll like it when we’re done."  

Bill went to the bathroom and returned with a basin of warm water.  “First we trim."  He removed the vibrator, took a comb and ran it through Amanda’s pussy hair and placed a paper towel under her slit.  Amanda gave an involuntary shudder.  She had never had her pubic hair combed by anyone, but there was a certain sexiness to having it done.  Amanda heard a click followed by humming.  She raised her head and saw Bill had electric clippers.  He put the comb against her skin and ran the clippers over the comb.  Amanda could only imagine what was going on, but the thought of it excited her.  Her pussy hair fell into a pile on the paper towel.  Bill then switched off the clippers.  “Much better," he said.  “It was too long for a razor, but now we don’t want to nick you with the clippers."  He took the shaved pussy hair in the towel and put it in the wastebasket on the side of the bed.  

“I don’t want to be shaved," Amanda repeated.  “Too late for that," Bill replied.  “Stubble is not a good look.  Now we need to shave you so you look really sexy.  There are very few things that turn a guy on more than a freshly shaved pussy."  And with that he put a hot towel onto the stubble and let it sit for a minute.  Then he removed it and began to lather her mound softly and gently until it was fully covered in shaving cream.  Then he began to shave her.

He began above her slit, making sure he moved the razor in different ways to get the hair no matter which way it grew, rinsing the blade after one or two strokes.  He then turned his attention to the sides of the slit first going in a downward motion then upward.  The turned her lips out so he could get the stray whisps on the insides.  He then rinsed her and re-lathered her for a second shave.  This second shave he made sure she was totally smooth, especially on the sides.  He brought the razor up, down, left, right, all the time checking for the feel of any hair.  When he was satisfied she had no hair to feel, he rinsed her again and dried her.  “I think you will like your new look," he said.  “I certainly do."  He then began to lotion her pussy and breasts.  Amanda now fully gave in to her sensations and arched her back to the extent the ties would let her.  She began gasping and asking that Bill untie her and take her.  Bill untied her left wrist and while he untied her ankles she untied the bow on the right wrist.  She then reached down to feel her bald pussy.

“It feel so different," she said.  “I don’t ever remember feeling like this.  I haven’t been bald since I was a pre-teen."  She then began stroking herself and feeling her juices.

Bill brought the hand-held mirror and angled it for her to see her hairless pussy.  “It looks as good as it feels," she said.  “I want to stay this way.  Please shave me regularly," she said as she sat up and kissed Bill.  “This will mean no stubble, so it will have to be often."

She then began to get off the bed and pushed Bill down.  “But, I think turnabout is fair play, don’t you?" she asked .

“Meaning what?" Bill asked.

“Meaning that if I am going to be hairless you are too and I am going to see to that right now."  

Bill felt a warm washcloth massaging his penis and pubic area.  She took the towel and wet Bill’s crotch and began to lather him.  Bill couldn’t contain himself and came.  “Well, we will just have to let him sleep and finish our job before we wake him up again."

Bill attention was diverted to a loud ringing noise. He opened his eyes and shut off the alarm.  

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