Femdom-Blog

I was a little early for my appointment at the Premier Nail Salon in Marietta, GA,as I waited for the manicurist to finish with her client before me. I was thumbing through Cosmopolitan magazine, reading an article on their silly stereotypical ideas on how to get a man to do what you want. Bat your eyelashes and wear red lipstick ? maybe that was the way it worked in the fifties. I certainly had some different ideas on the subject! Then Jane walked in the door. “Angela! I can`t wait to tell you what happened after all the advice you gave me last week about improving my husband Chuck`s behavior.”

That evening Chuck and Jane were snuggling in bed. Chuck was wearing a pink nightshirt and white cotton panties. Jane casually ran her hand over Chuck`s chest. She noticed his chest was smooth ? he had taken the time to shave his chest hair, and she complimented him for that. Chuck reminded her that he had shaven all his body hair.

“And you do remember that tomorrow is Saturday, the kids will be out of the house all day, and you will be doing the laundry, right? And you will be wearing the extra maid`s outfit that Sally left for you?”

“Yes dear,” replied Chuck. “Is there something else on your mind?”

“Well, actually, there are a few things we need to talk about. First is the issue of makeup. It`s nice that you are willing to wear a little makeup to look nice. But it`s not really a good idea healthwise that you and I use the same makeup brushes and such. Plus, we have such different coloring, it`s really silly for you to be using my makeup all the time. You really need to get your own.”

Chuck gulped at this idea. Somehow he didn`t see this happening anonymously online.

Jane continued. “Second, these little explorations into your femininity, like extra makeup, are not without cost. We need to find a way to recoup at least a little of the money we`re spending on all this. You`re an accountant, certainly you understand this.”

Chuck could hardly disagree.

“So here`s what I propose. I know that you enjoy painting my toes and that you have given me many gift certificates for manicures and pedicures. But there`s no reason why you can`t learn how to give a decent pedicure. If you were to do this, we could save money on my going to the Premier Nail Salon for pedicures.”

“Now regarding the makeup, there is no way I have the time or interest to help you choose makeup shades. You have no idea how difficult it is to choose a foundation shade that is going to match your unique skin color, and I have no patience for the difference between liquids and creams and sticks and so on. By the way, you looked awful in Sally`s makeup the other day ? she is very pretty, but if she thinks everyone can wear the same colors she wears … . Lois on the other hand, seems to really understand makeup. She has already caught you dressed up, and she has agreed to help you out here.”

“Wait a minute,” Chuck objected. “I don`t want Lois`s help.”

“Shush, I`m not finished. So here is the plan. You have an 8 am appointment tomorrow at the Premier Nail Salon for a pedicure. You will get a pedicure, you will come back with your toenails painted a nice shade of red, but more important you will take notes on exactly what the procedure is. Then Lois will meet you there, and she will take you to a beauty supply store to buy a pedicure kit. Next she will take you to the cosmetics counter at the mall where she will help you figure out what kinds of makeup you need. Finally when you get home, you will thank Lois by giving her your first pedicure. Of course we won`t charge her, but she has agreed that if you do a good job, you can be doing her toes from now on. And mine of course. After that it will be time to do the laundry, in your maid`s outfit of course. Any questions, dear?”

“No, this is too fucking much. I won`t do it. I thought this was just a little game between you and me,” Chuck whined.

“What did I hear you say, Chucksie?” Jane asked in a controlled but increasingly angry voice. You know, you just don`t get it.”

Jane jumped out of bed. She pointed her index finger at Chuck and wordlessly gave him the “Come here, follow me” signal. Jane entered the bathroom, with Chuck tentatively right behind. She shut the door and locked it. She took a washcloth and wet it. Then she lathered up a bar of Palmolive soap into the washcloth. Then calmly she told Chuck to open his mouth. Chuck could see where this was going, and he refused. Jane took one hand and pinched his nose shut. Chuck held off as long as he could, but eventually he had to breathe. As soon as he did, Jane stuffed the soapy washcloth into his mouth. She held it there for a few seconds and then removed it. By this time, the soap had mixed with his saliva, and Chuck`s mouth was bubbling with soap suds. He made an awful face as the taste of the soap hit him, and then to make it worse he swallowed some. He rushed to the sink and desperately drank lots of water to wash down the bitter taste.

“Am I ever going to hear such language from you again, Chucksie?” Jane asked.

“No, Jane,” replied Chuck quietly, as tears flowed from his eyes. Jane and Chuck returned to bed.

“We`re not done yet,” continued Jane. She opened her night table drawer and removed a container of anal lube and a hot pink anal plug. She made him kneel on the bed, she squeezed some lube in his ass, and then she inserted the anal plug. Chuck grimaced as she slowly pushed it deeper and deeper into him. She was not trying to hurt him any more than necessary, so she only pushed it further in a little at a time. “One of these days I am going to find one with a tail,” she laughed. She left it in him as they each read in bed for a while, with Chuck fidgeting and having trouble finding a comfortable position, although she did remove it before they went to sleep.

The next day Jane and Chuck had an early breakfast while the kids slept. Jane reviewed Chuck`s schedule. Chuck had a lot to do. Jane would drop the kids off on their events, and then she had some errands to do.

Chuck arrived on time for his 8 am appointment at the Premier Nail Salon. Kim was there to meet him, although she handed him off to a pretty young Asian girl named Olivia who did the pedicures. Chuck had brought paper and pencil and he asked a lot of questions. Olivia spoke perfect English and had been briefed why he was there. Chuck`s toenails were clipped and filed, his feet soaked in a bowl of warm water with scented oils, his feet were exfoliated with a pumice stone, his toes were creamed, and then his toes were separated with foam rubber toe separators. Finally Olivia applied a base coat, two coats of burgundy nail polish, and a top coat. This looked like a lot of work, but Chuck had found it very relaxing and thought it would be fun to do on Jane. He put his socks and shoes on. Olivia teasingly asked why he didn`t have open-toe sandals to show off his new pretty polished toes.

As planned, Jane`s girlfriend Lois met Chuck as he was about to pay the bill and leave the nail salon. “How was your pedicure?” she asked. “It`s a pity I can`t see the results. Maybe later?”

Chuck was set to leave when Kim stopped him at the door. “I would like to offer you an additional free service just for today. Hopefully you will come back and see us again?”

Chuck could not imagine what free service he would want. Kim and Lois each grabbed an arm and marched him to a little room in the back. They sat Chuck down in a lounge chair and tilted the chair back at an angle. Olivia was there, and she told him to relax and close his eyes. She proceeded to brush a warm, soothing liquid over the bottom of his eyebrows. She pressed some sort of paper strip over it. Then he felt Kim and Lois holding his arms tight, as Olivia ripped the paper strips off his eyebrows, yanking some of the hair with it. YEOW. Lois tried to remember the first time she had her brows waxed as a teenager, and how startling the first sting had been. Of course Olivia did this for each eyebrow. When she was done, she examined him critically, tweezed a few stray hairs with a tweezer, and then showed him the results in a mirror. Chuck opened his mouth in shock; he had nicely arched feminine eyebrows.

“This had to be done before we shop for makeup,” Lois explained matter-of-factly.

“Come back soon,” said Kim cheerfully. “We also do bikini waxes!”

Lois then had Chuck drive them to the Lenox Square Mall. As they walked through the mall, Chuck was extremely self-conscious of his femininely shaped eyebrows, and it seemed like everyone was studying them and laughing about them. Chuck`s eyebrows were the only outwardly feminine thing about him. Lois and Chuck passed a number of cosmetics stores in the mall ? MAC, Sephora, Victoria`s Secret Beauty, and others ? and Chuck was hoping the one Lois chose would have a private area in the back. But Lois led them to Neiman Marcus, perhaps the most exclusive store in the mall. It was obvious to Chuck that the cosmetics counters were in the middle of the store, where every customer would have to pass by. This was not a store of five-dollar lipsticks, and Chuck wondered whether Jane had filled them in on the need to economize.

Lois wound her way through a number of cosmetics counters until they found themselves in front of the Estee Lauder counter. She checked out the various salespersons and selected a very pretty 30-something overly made-up woman whose nametag said Barbara. “My name is Lois and this is my friend Chuck,” Lois said, and we need to get a full selection of makeup for Chuck,” Lois said matter-of-factly. No pretending this was for losing a bet or for a play.

Chuck`s cheeks blushed in embarrassment. Perhaps he had thought Lois would simply quietly pick out a few items and be done with it. But Barbara was not at all taken aback by Lois`s request, and invited Chuck to take a seat at the makeup counter. “I`d be happy to provide a no-charge consultation,” Barbara said, in a professional tone, quickly noticing Chuck`s perfectly arched eyebrows but deciding not to say anything. Barbara examined Chuck from up close and selected three sample bottles of foundation. She sponged on a tiny bit of each on him ? he could not tell how they were different ? but Lois and Barbara discussed each one and settled on creamy vanilla in medium.

Chuck was seated in a chair in the middle of the cosmetics area of Neiman Marcus. He noticed a few guys were seated who were waiting for a wife or girlfriend to finish her makeover. But Chuck was the girlfriend having the makeover, or at least he was sort of Lois`s girlfriend. Everyone who passed Chuck sitting in the chair and being made up snickered at him. Chuck was stuck and had to endure the humiliation; he hoped it would be over soon.

Barbara quickly did Chuck`s foundation, and he was amazed at the transformation. It was so close to his natural skin color, and when Barbara was done Chuck`s face had an absolutely flawless finish. Powder, blush and mascara quickly followed. Then Lois and Barbara got into a spirited debate over eyeshadow, Barbara blended three separate shades on Chuck`s eyelids and the effect was indeed dramatic, although Chuck did not understand the discussion of contouring and where on the eye to use each shade. A pencil lip liner, lipstick from a tube that was brushed on, and finally liquid lip gloss finished his look.

Chuck looked at his reflection. His makeup looked spectacular. Unfortunately, he still had masculine hair and masculine clothes. Lois was very happy with the way this turned out, and she told Chuck to buy all the products that Barbara had used, including some brushes and applicators. Barbara had supplied a face diagram with an explanation of the products, especially the eyeshadow which was a little involved. Fortunately Chuck had brought his credit card.

“OK Lois, I`ve bought my own makeup. Would you excuse me for a minute while I find a restroom to wipe all this makeup off?” Chuck asked.

“Don`t you dare! I want you to show Jane how beautiful you look,” Lois commanded. “I don`t think you should wash the makeup off until she sees you.”

Lois and a very embarrassed Chuck then walked through the store and the mall. They had one more stop to make ? a drug store to buy a pedicure kit. Chuck would have liked to have become invisible as he walked through the mall in full female makeup. It was impossible for people not to notice the incongruity of a guy in makeup but having nothing else female about him, and there were non-stop giggles and laughter.

Chuck and Lois found a drug store. It was not difficult to find the section of the store that sold nail supplies. Chuck looked at his list of supplies from his own pedicure. It was such a long list! Would he have to search for each and every item individually? He would be there forever. Fortunately he found a pedicure kit that had everything he needed, so he didn`t have to look for each individual item. The kit didn`t come with nail polish, so he picked up a few bottles. “Are you sure you got everything you need,” Lois asked helpfully. “You don`t need to rush, you know.” Chuck was of course getting strange looks and giggles from everyone in the store, and he couldn`t wait to leave. “Yes, I`m sure,” he replied. Chuck paid for his purchases, and they got back in the car to drive home.

Chuck and Lois were on the way home when Lois suddenly said, “I could really use some coffee and a bite to eat. Let`s stop somewhere.”

Chuck quickly replied, “I`d be happy to make you some lunch at home.”

“Oh, I`m in the mood for something exotic. Come on, it will be my treat.”

Chuck couldn`t wait to get home, but he was not going to talk Lois out of one more embarrassing stop. Surprisingly, the coffee shop was full of gothic and punk types, and Chuck did not stand out quite as much as he thought. Lois and Chuck got two cups of coffee and sandwiches and found a table. Chuck took a sip of coffee, and then they both noticed the lipstick mark on his coffee cup. Lois smiled at Chuck`s inexperience in such matters.

They chatted for a while and finished their food and coffees. Lois took out her compact and fixed her lipstick. Chuck quickly realized that this was the point of the coffee stop ? Lois would expect him to do the same thing. There was a long pause as they looked at each other. Chuck sighed and reached in his bag and pulled out his new lipstick. He fished around and realized he had not bought any kind of mirror. He sighed again and quietly asked with great embarrassment, “Lois, may I borrow your compact?” Lois passed it to him with a sly smile. Chuck opened the compact, unscrewed the lipstick, and slowly applied it to his lips. Lois saw a bulge in Chuck`s pants ? there was something about Chuck applying lipstick in public that was obviously quite erotic to him.

Chuck and Lois returned to his and Jane`s home. Chuck remembered that he was supposed to offer to give Lois a pedicure as a thank you for helping him, and she was happy to agree. Chuck explained that he really had to start the laundry, and then he would do the pedicure. Jane asked him if he wanted to change his clothes first. “Oh fuck, Jane told me I have to wear the maid`s outfit,” he said. “I`ll be back in a few minutes.”

Lois relaxed on the sofa while she waited for Chuck. Meanwhile Chuck got the maid`s outfit. He stripped down and realized he was still wearing panties. Sally had left him an old bra to go with the maid`s dress, and Chuck decided to use some socks to help fill the bra cups. He put on stockings. He lifted the dress over his head, but he realized he was not nimble enough to zip himself in the back. He also put on Sally`s old shoes which had a small heel. Chuck started a load of laundry. Then he returned to the living room. Lois looked him over and smiled. He asked for her help with the zipper, and she complied.

“Aren`t you supposed to wear an apron with that?” Lois asked. “And a maid`s cap?”

“Uh, I guess I forgot,” Chuck said, as Lois frowned. Then quickly changing the subject, “Are you ready for a pedicure? Make yourself comfortable.”

“Sure,” Lois replied. “But if you`re going to do it in the living room, you better put a towel down on the floor first.”

Chuck assembled the pedicure supplies and his notes. He put a towel on the floor, and filled the basin with hot water and scented oils. Then he kneeled in front of Lois to remove her shoes. He gently removed her shoes, and then lovingly held her stockinged foot in his hands. Lois helped him remove her stockings. Now he held her bare foot. He gave it a quick massage. He inhaled its aroma and lovingly kissed it. His cock stirred; he loved this. He picked up the nail clippers, but they agreed that her toenails had been clipped recently and were OK. He admired the brilliant red color of her toenail polish. He was about to put her foot into the water to soak, when Lois said, “Aren`t you forgetting something?”

Chuck looked at his notes. “No, I don`t think so.”

“Aren`t you going to remove my old polish?” she asked with a smile.

“Why? The girl at the nail salon didn`t do that for me,” he replied. Chuck thought about that for a moment. “Hmm, silly me. I wasn`t wearing any for her remove,” he admitted.

“That`s OK, you can just remove mine before you soak my feet,” Lois said, still smiling.

Chuck hunted in his pedicure kit. This wasn`t in his notes, and there wasn`t anything in his pedicure kit for this either. He tried to think fast ? Jane must have nail polish remover somewhere, but he had no idea where she kept it. “Oh fuck. I guess I don`t have any nail polish remover, Lois.”

“Well that`s not very nice, Chuck. I helped you all morning. I though the deal was that I was getting a full pedicure. And you`re supposed to be in a full maid`s outfit, which means an apron and a cap. Plus, I really don`t like your language.”

“Uh, I`m sorry, Lois,” Chuck apologized. It did occur to him that Lois knew in the drug store there wasn`t nail polish remover in the kit, and she did sort of hint that maybe he wasn`t done shopping. But there was no point in mentioning that. “For all these things. You`re right. I`m sorry.”

“I think you deserve some punishment,” Lois said sternly. “Come lay over my lap.”

Lois said this in a way that left no room for discussion, plus Chuck knew he was in the wrong. He shyly lay over Lois`s lap on the sofa.

“I was really in the mood for a nice relaxing pedicure,” she said, as she opened her handbag. She produced a wooden hairbrush. She lifted the skirt of Chuck`s dress, and then pulled down his panties. She caressed his ass. “You do have a nice smooth ass.”

It was so humiliating to Chuck to be under Lois`s control. He had always had the hots for her. He found her so pretty with her shoulder length ash-brown hair and those piercing blue eyes.

Lois took her time. She casually used the bristle side of the hairbrush to brush his ass, toying with him and making him squirm. She could feel Chuck`s cock stirring.

Then Lois used the business end of the hairbrush. SMACK. SMACK. She alternated on his left ass cheek, and then the right. “Ow, Lois that hurts!” SMACK. SMACK. Lois was oblivious to Chuck`s complaints.

“And you had better clean up that filthy mouth!” Lois warned. SMACK. SMACK. Lois methodically worked over his ass cheeks with the hairbrush. Chuck was soon in tears. She continued to spank him until her arm was tired. Then she felt his ass. It was really warm to the touch, and it was an angry shade of purple. “You can get up now,” she commanded.

Chuck got off her lap and readjusted his panties and dress.

“You look a mess,” Lois said. “Your eye makeup is all smeared. Get your makeup. Go to the bathroom, wipe your face, and then put on fresh makeup,” she commanded. “And while you`re up, you better check the laundry,” she said with a laugh.

Chuck did what he was told. He knew he could not recreate the makeup job Barbara had done, but he did the best he could. Then he removed a load of clothes from the washer, put them in the dryer, and ran another load. Chuck returned to Lois in the living room.

Lois looked him over. “Well, you are going to have to practice with makeup,” she said cheerily, “but that will do. Are you OK after your spanking? How about if you get you and me a glass of wine,” she said.

Chuck returned with two glasses of wine. They drank their wine and chatted. Lois was getting a little light-headed. But she knew she was still in charge of Chuck.

“You do owe me for not giving me that pedicure, you know,” she said. “Kneel down before me.” Chuck did as he was told.

“I wonder if Jane has taught you how to please a woman?” she asked.

“Lois, I don`t think Jane would appreciate it if I had sex with another woman,” Chuck replied.

“Well, we`re not talking intercourse here. Think of this as two lesbian girlfriends. What do you think they do together, Chuck?”

“Oh, I don`t know if this is right,” Chuck objected, although he was not quite sure..

“I don`t think Jane would mind. We are best friends, you know. Do I have to take you over my knee again to prove my point?” Lois asked sternly. “Because if that`s what you want …”

I smiled at Jane`s excitement. We were called for our manicures and we sat in adjoining chairs. Jane told me about Chuck`s spankings, foot worship, and oral sex, about making him wear a different color panties each day, about having to do the laundry dressed as a schoolgirl, about being caught by her maid Sally and then dressed in Sally`s maid outfit, and then about being caught by Jane`s girlfriend Lois. I had to laugh when I realized Jane was referring to him as Chucksie.

“That`s wonderful, Jane. But is Chucksie now doing the tasks you ask without having to be reminded?” I asked.

“Well, not 100%,” she admitted. “And I`m not at all pleased when that ill-temper of hers comes out.”

“I think you need to step up Chucksie`s conditioning program,” I said. “The more ways you can reinforce her femininity and remind her of her submissive status in the marriage, I think the more you will find her behavior naturally changing for the better. I can certainly give you a few more suggestions if you like.” I looked around to make sure we were not being overheard, and then I gave Jane some more ideas that made her blush.

Suddenly Kim, my manicurist, looked up. She had pretended not to be listening, or not understanding what we were talking about, but her smile told me that she understood it all very well. “Perhaps I may be of assistance?” she asked demurely.

And Kim did have a few ideas to add to Chucksie`s program.

Jane and I finished our manicures, paid our bills, tipped the manicurists, and promised to stay in touch.

1. Shayna Domina says:

   October 7, 2009 at 4:27 pm

   What a titlating story, and I love the illustration. Thanks for sharing it. You have a really great blog.

   Mistress Shayna