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After All That's What Beauty Parlours Are For...

By Victor Ramierez

Joni was so excited as she pulled her little yellow Volkswagen Beetle into the car park, her mother had bought her a gift voucher for a day treatment at that new beautician, House Of The Divine, in the local mall. She had waited all week for Saturday to arrive, and now, to the envy of her friends, she was going to spend the day being preened and pampered. If reports were to be believed, there was also a massage that was to die for.

Sandra adjusted her long dark blonde hair tied up in a ponytail, and straightened her white crisp uniform. It was 8:55am and the store was about to open, and they had a new client first up. Neither she nor Rafael had seen this one so they did not know what to expect.

Sandra drew back the purple velvet curtain separating the treatment rooms from the waiting area, and made her way past the small coffee table overflowing with assorted magazines, and flicked the switch on the coffee machine. With a satisfying hiss the machine came to life and began to industriously brew coffee. She turned on the little green banker's lamp on the reception desk, and looked up towards the front door of the shop as she heard the buzzer from the main entrance signalling opening time.

"Good morning shoppers and welcome to another fine day's shopping here at mega-mart!" resounded the cheery voice from the PA system. Joni rushed in past the centre employee who had unlocked the glass doors and headed for the store, the adrenaline was pumping in anticipation, she tingled all over from excitement.

Sandra looked up as the door jingled open and a youngish, long curly haired blonde came bouncing through the door.

"Hi," she smiled breathlessly.

"Good morning," said Sandra with a laid back smile. Raphael was going to die when he saw this one. "What can I do for you?"

"I have an appointment for 9am, under the name of Joni."

"Ah yes, the full treatment. I'll see how we're going today, hang on a second," she said as she pretended to rifle through the appointment book, which was out of Joni's line of sight behind the counter.

"We seem to have a fairly slow day today, can I interest you in a free full body massage, as a gift to welcome you on your first time here?"

Joni couldn't believe her luck, Samantha was going to be so jealous when she told her. "Yes, please!"

Joni started off with a manicure and pedicure, and as she sat watching the passing crowd from her chair at the back of the reception area, she could see the attraction of these places. A handsome Spanish sort of looking man had been bringing her coffee and magazines while Sandra had been working on her nails. When it was all over she hardly recognised her own hands, her nails were fully done and her hands had also been soaking in some lovely scented liquid and they felt exquisite.

Joni laid her head back on the neck rest, and closed her eyes as Sandra wrapped a moist, warm towel around her face. After a few moments she thought she could smell something strange, but she wasn't sure. Her mind was starting to really relax now, and she felt like she could go to sleep right here, she sure felt dizzy.

Sandra pulled the towel off Joni's face and looked at the dazed girl underneath, she nodded to Raphael who quickly went back behind the curtain.

Joni managed to concentrate for a moment when she felt the cream being applied to her face, and her long curly light blonde hair being pinned back away from her face. She lay there on the couch, happy to enjoy the sensations, and smiled when she saw the clichéd cucumber circlets brought towards her and placed over her eyes.

"I didn't think people really did that," she giggled.

"Oh yes," said Sandra, as she continued filling out some forms.

Sandra waited for a few moments, as the fumes from the cream would be working their way into her system, and then she sat down a few chairs away.

"So tell me all about yourself Joni," said Sandra, pen at the ready. "You know, girl to girl."

"Ok. My name's Joni Hogan, I'm 18 years old and I'm finishing up at school shortly."

"Do you have a boyfriend," whispered Sandra.

"No," mumbled Joni. "Not at the moment."

"You a virgin?"

"No," giggled Joni. "But don't tell mum."

The drugs on the towel and in the face cream were working perfectly, as always, and this girl was getting pretty whacked now. Much more of the cream and she'd pass out.

"Come on Joni, time for your massage."

Joni had managed to take her clothes off, and was lying face down on the padded table, with only a towel covering her underwear clad body.

Raphael sauntered into the room, his muscular frame bulging and rippling as he moved, on display in his singlet top. He was a gym junkie and he loved the sun, so he was tanned too. Joni thought he was just so handsome, and she was getting a little bit of an illicit buzz, thinking that this he-man was going to be rubbing his hands over her body.

She looked up at him from under her heavy eyelids, and watched happily as he set about arranging towels and other items before he started.

"Hello Joni," he said, as he moved back to the side, and popped open a plastic bottle of baby oil.

"Hello," she managed.

He slapped his hands together, and placed them on her neck and shoulders.

"Is there anywhere you would like me to concentrate on? Anywhere that needs special attention?"

She knew what she wanted to say, and let out a little giggle.

"Ah ha, I see where your mind is at," said Raphael with a chuckle. "I'm sorry, we cannot offer that sort of service here."

Joni felt her face turn bright red in embarrassment, but decided against saying anything further. Anyway he was doing a wonderful job on her shoulders and she was now forgetting what had embarrassed her in the first place.

"Here's a little something to relax you," said Raphael as he bent forwards and lit a little jostick which looked like incense. He placed it right in front of her face at the end of the table, and the smoke wafted straight into her eyes and nose. It was a heady, strong smell, rich and sweet. It made her head spin.

She felt the hands moving on her neck, she was so very relaxed now she might fall asleep at any moment.

Somewhere in the distant reaches of her mind she felt the towel slide off, but it didn't bother her. The hands moved down her back and began to work on her lower back, flitting down towards the elastic waistband of her panties, and up to the bottom of her strapless lacy bra.

The hands moved over the back of her bra for a moment and suddenly she felt that the pressure of the bra on her b-cup tits had been released. Her mind was telling her that he'd undone her bra, but that didn't matter to her anymore. She felt the hands rub over her skin, playing over the marks where her underwear had been pressing into her back, tickling the sides of her breasts as they moved down and around her sides.

The hands slid down her back, along the curve of her spine and up to the plateau of her raised buttocks. His fingers hooked the top of her panties and she felt the white lace material being dragged down over her flesh, to reveal the untanned area beneath.

"Be a darling and lift your hips will you Joni."

Her mind was yelling something at her, but she didn't know what it was, she'd think about it all later, she thought as she lifted her arse up in the air to allow her panties to be pulled down to her knees.

Raphael slipped the small piece of fabric off her ankles and allowed it to flutter to the floor. Standing at the rear of the table he took in the view of this young woman's pert arse lying happily on the table before him.

He moved up alongside her, running his fingertips from her ankle, all the way up her leg to stop at the little roll of flesh where the top of the leg meets the underside of the arsecheek.

Joni quivered happily from this touch, and then she nearly jumped through the roof when she felt the fingers slide down between her thighs, and lightly brush against her pussylips. The touch was just the tiniest of contacts, she could barely perceive it, but it was like a direct electric current being placed right on her pussy.

Raphael was moving his fingers around slightly, doing his utmost to just touch her and nothing more, he wanted the sensations to build in her, amplified by the drugs she was unknowingly inhaling. Her mind was awhirl with sensations, and when he slid his hands down to her ankles and spread her legs apart a little more, the extra air movement on her pussy was driving her crazy.

Raphael's fingers slid up and down her exposed slit, lingering on her little clit, nestled away in her light brown pubic thatch.

She felt something small and egg shaped being pressed against her lips, and with a sudden buzz it began to vibrate. Her head snapped up and she stared at the ceiling her eyes wide open in near shock.

She had never felt anything like this ever before, the sensations were unbelievable. She felt the little egg thing being moved down away from her clit and then to her surprise she felt it slip inside her very moist cunt.

The vibrations seemed to resonate throughout her entire being, she could feel wave after wave of pleasure resonating outwards as she rapidly headed towards an orgasm. She felt the egg slide slowly deeper inside her, and as it came to rest she heard a click from somewhere nearby and suddenly the egg went berserk. The sensations that previously had been easing their way into her addled brain, now smashed their way into the core of her mind and her head snapped back as her orgasm flooded through her. She cried out in intense pleasure, and her head collapsed back down onto the padded table and she lay there panting like a large dog on a hot summer afternoon. Slowly she could feel herself slipping away, as she breathed in more and more of the strange smelling smoke, and at last her eyes closed and she was asleep.

Joni struggled to open her eyes, woozily she stared around the room, she had a headache, and she couldn't focus her mind properly. She stared at the curtain in front of her and finally her mind realised she was still lying on the massage table. She couldn't feel his hands on her and realised she must have been so relaxed she had fallen asleep. As she went to roll off the table she found she was unable to move, with a surge of adrenaline her mind snapped into clarity and she stared down at herself, her arms were draped over the edges of the table and something was tied around her wrists, holding them in place underneath the table. She could feel her ankles were similarly tied down and some kind of strap was around her waist, holding her to the table. She went to cry out and realised there was something stuck in her mouth. She tried to bite down and found she couldn't, her mouth was filled with this thing, and it held her jaws open. She tried to push it out of her mouth and she couldn't even get it to wiggle. It felt like some kind of rubber ball, maybe one of those ball gags like she'd seen on TV.

What was going on? Her mind was racing, surely this wasn't some kind of weird therapy, these people had other intentions for her that was for sure.

Her attention snapped back to the curtain as she heard people walking down the hallway towards her cubicle.

"...best one so far."

"Raph, I'm sure the commune can use her, but we'll need to make some improvements."

"You don't think I didn't notice the size of her tits! This is me you're talking to now, of course we'll pump them up a bit, we'll get rid of some of that baby fat, and you can have some fun with a bit of electrolysis on her bikini line and elsewhere."

"Ok, ok. You've convinced me. Have you called Dr John?"

"Not yet, we have to wait until closing, he can't get down here today until 5:30, and that's a couple of hours away yet."

"I'd better refresh that smoke then, we don't want her to wake up too soon."

Joni thrashed desperately trying to get off the couch but couldn't.

The purple curtain was drawn back and she saw Sandra standing in the doorway.

"So you're awake, I guess you heard us too," she said, smiling smugly down at the terrified girl.

"Don't bother struggling you'll only hurt yourself. We've done this hundreds of times before, trust me, there's no way out."

Joni was horrified, what had she gotten into here. She tried to beg Sandra to let her go but only muffled noises came out.

"Let me guess, please let me go and I won't tell anyone, or something along those lines?"

Joni nodded frantically.

"Let me think about it for a moment," Sandra theatrically placed her hand on her chin and counted the seconds off with her finger against her cheek. "Well after much consideration, I'd have to say no." Chuckling she placed a new jostick in front of Joni and left the shocked girl lying there.

She desperately tried not to breathe it in, but the smoke was all around her head, and eventually she had to take a breath. After a few moments, she felt sleep coming on again, and then it finally took her once more.

Groggily Joni opened her eyes, and found the shop to be in semi-darkness. She heard the shop door being closed, and footsteps coming back to her.

It was Sandra again.

"Finally you've woken up, I was beginning to think we'd have to start slapping you."

She turned and stuck her head back into the corridor.

"Raph, she's come around again. Will Dr John be long?"

"About ten minutes my love."

"Thanks sweetie. I've got time for a play then?"

"Go for it."

Sandra turned back to face the girl with an evil grin.

"Joni, Joni, Joni. You are all mine for a while."

"nrrrfh!" shouted Joni.

"Well I wouldn't have put it that way, but you are proving to be so much more articulate than I."

Joni watched as Sandra slid the zipper at the front of her dress down to the bottom, revealing a hint of black underneath, and glimpses of tanned flesh.

Sandra slid the dress off her shoulders and allowed it to fall down her body to the floor.

Joni gasped. She was wearing black leather underwear. The bra was nothing more than leather straps holding her d cup sized tits in place but leaving them totally exposed.

"Do you like my big titties?" asked Sandra, as she leaned forwards and rubbed the erect, thimble sized nipples over the helpless girl's face.

She moved back and as she walked Joni could see a flash of skin every now and again from between Sandra's thighs. She guessed they must have been crotch less panties, she'd never seen a pair herself so she couldn't be sure.

Sandra walked around behind her where Joni couldn't see her, and started doing something under the bench. Joni heard a zipper open and then some rustling, she guessed the older woman was looking for something.

"Ah hah, there you are," declared Sandra triumphantly.

Joni heard some more movement, and then after a moment she heard a loud click from underneath the bench, and her legs suddenly started moving downwards. The bench was folding down to the ground, everything from her waistline back. She would have been standing bent over the bench if her legs weren't still fastened to it.

Sandra then moved back into Joni's line of sight and Joni was shocked to see that she was now wearing a giant black rubber penis, strapped to her groin.

"Do you like it?" asked Sandra, waving it in her face. "See how big and hard you make it, it's standing to attention, just for you."

Joni thrashed about in terror as Sandra chuckled and walked back around behind her. Joni was desperately turning her head, trying to see what Sandra was doing, even though she had a pretty good idea what was about to happen.

"So tell me sweetie, have you ever had one this big before?" chuckled Sandra as she reached back into the bag at the base of the table. She pulled a tube of ky jelly from the bag and popped the top open. She squirted a line of lubricant down the length of her black prong, grabbing hold of it and working her hand up and down the shaft, the black rubber glistening in the artificial light.

"Would you like it in your arse?"

Joni squealed in horror, and managed to get her message across, to the delighted laughter of the older woman.

"So you'd rather it in your pussy, ok."

Sandra lightly ran the lubricated tip up and down the outside of Joni's tender pussylips, teasing her with the sensation.

Joni tried to thrash as soon as she felt the rubber touch her sensitive flesh. She didn't let every guy who came along touch her there, and she wasn't about to let some psycho bitch with a strap-on defile her. Try as she might though, she couldn't break free, or even halt Sandra's progress.

With a slow, even pressure, Sandra pressed forwards, slowly driving the entire length of the replica cock inside the teenager's pussy.

Joni let out a long groan, part discomfort and part disbelief. She had never had one this large in her before, and she didn't know how she was going to be able to stand it. It was one thing to let her boyfriend fuck her, when she wanted him to and was hot and wet, it was entirely different to have this rubber thing shoved into her.

"That's it baby, I know you like it," said Sandra, giving the white buttocks before her a hard slap.

Joni jerked in pain, and again tried to free herself.

"Yes that's it, work it for me bitch," groaned Sandra, enjoying the show of jiggling flesh before her.

The dingle of the bell at the front door could be heard here in the back room. Sandra slowed down, but did not stop.

"Don't worry, Raph will answer that. We don't have to stop," said Sandra, pretending to alleviate the girl's concerns.

They could hear everything that was going on in the waiting area from back here, and as though she'd had a slap to the face Joni's attention was suddenly focussed on the voices as she could hear her mother.

"No I'm sorry madam, the young lady left here about half an hour ago," said Raphael.

"MMMhpp," Joni tried to yell. She was trying to let her mother know she was still here.

"Don't waste your breath, she can't hear you back here."

"Ok thanks, I hope she had a good time today."

"I think she's had the time of her life."

Sandra continued to thrust away at the restrained female. "Do you like this, being fucked with your mum on the other side of the wall? You are such a naughty little bitch aren't you," she slapped her arse again, leaving a second red handprint on the white flesh.

The shop door jingled again and the store went silent.

With a cry of defeat, Joni thrust her face down into the bench top padding, and sobbed.

"Oh yeah, that's what I love," groaned Sandra as she began to thrust in time with the sobs, and then finally orgasmed. She fell forwards over the restrained body beneath her, and lay there breathing heavily from her exertions.

"Well done love," Raphael stood applauding from the doorway. His sweat pants revealing the level of his arousal as the front of his trousers looked like a big top.

"She's a real noise maker, great fun!" Sandra disentangled herself from Joni and slipped the strap on back into her bag.

Raphael moved around the table, and Joni watched him out of the corner of her eye. He walked back behind her and took his wife in his arms, giving her a playful cuddle, and a loving peck on the lips.

Sandra leaned in close and whispered something in his ear, and he grinned wickedly.

"Really?" he said quietly, and slipped his pants down to mid thigh, exposing his naked mid section. His erect cock stood upright, bouncing in time to his movements as he shuffled in closely behind the table. He positioned himself, laying his cock in the fleshy crevice between her buttocks. He moved on top of her, laying all his weight upon the girl, placing his mouth centimetres from her ear, making sure his cock was still nestled in the warmth of her butt crack.

"Hello Joni, having a good time?"

Joni moaned in a defeated sort of way.

"Did you enjoy being broken in by my lovely wife?"

Joni let out a little grunt, but was not even bothering to try and answer them any longer.

"Well if you're going to be like that, then I won't ask you what you'd like me to do, I'll just guess." He slid himself back along the length of her prone body and eased himself back to the floor behind her.

"From what Joni's told me," he spat on his hand and began to run it up and down the length of his erection. "You love a good hard one."

He moved forwards so that she could feel his cockhead brushing across her arsecheeks as he moved back and forth.

"She says, you particularly like it in your arse," he shouted as he gave a rough thrust and shot the tip of his cock into her unexpecting arsehole.

Her head shot backwards and upwards like she'd just had live voltage applied to her. She began to try to scream, which came out as a kind of muffled roar.

"Wow, what a great reaction. That's only the tip Miss Joni, how about some more?" he thrust forwards a bit more, driving himself in up to half way.

Joni couldn't believe the pain, how could anyone be this cruel, and enjoy it? She was trying to shriek each time she felt him move, but it wasn't getting past the gag.

"Sandra, this arse is so tight. I'm guessing she's never had a cock in here before."

"Well don't get too overzealous love, don't tear her apart."

"She's unbelievable," he groaned as he forced his cock all the way in, and was greeted with another very satisfying grunt of pain.

"Doctor John will be here soon, you'd better finish up my darling."

"Ok," he said and began to pound away at the defenceless orifice.

Joni's mind was overwhelmed with pain and it was threatening to shut down. She was being torn apart, she was sure of it, this guy had some monster cock and it was tearing her apart, that had to be it.

Raph gave her arse a slap and was delighted to discover that this made her arse muscles contract. In time with his thrusts he now would give her a slap. Shortly afterwards he could feel his orgasm building, and began to drive himself into her more rapidly. He threw his head back and with a loud groan, he fired jet after jet of hot come into her abused arsehole.

"Oh yeah!"

Joni was given a quick wipe over with a face washer and left on the table. Her mind reeled from the abuse and she wasn't sure how long she waited before they returned with another man.

"Here she is Doc," said Raphael, indicating Joni.

The older, greying man grasped her by the chin and forced her to look up at him.

"Hmm, quite nice. Looks like you've done well my friend. She'll need a bit of touching up, but nothing we can't fix."

"She's really responsive too, the training should go really well with her."

"Lovely," the man said as he knelt down in front of her to look into her eyes. "Hello my dear, been having fun with my lovely friends? I have a little something for you here," he said as he held a full syringe up in front of her terrified eyes.

"Don't worry it's nothing nasty, you'll love it."

She felt a sudden pain in her left buttock as he stood up and jabbed the needle into her tender flesh. He emptied the drug into her and stepped back.

"Come on Raph, we'll come back in a little while, give it a chance to work."

The two men came back in and John lifted Joni's head. Her eyes were swimming around in her head, she couldn't focus on him, and he was sure her mind was in no better state.

"She's ready."

Raphael placed a pair of headphones over her ears and pressed play on the Discman they were attached to. A nice soothing, hypnotic voice flowed smoothly into Joni's mind and they left her there listening to the recording.

Joni woke up with a start, looking around the car park she realised she'd nodded off at the wheel of her car. The massage she'd had was so relaxing that she'd just wanted to go to sleep. It was nearly dark and the mall had been closed for an hour now. She turned the key in the ignition and moved the car slowly out of the car park. She drove happily in the direction of her house, she couldn't wait to thank her mother for her lovely day of pampering. She would definitely recommend it to her friends too. She couldn't wait until next weekend for the health spa retreat that she'd booked into. A whole weekend of the same sort of luxurious treatment, it would be pure heaven!

Copyright 2004 Victor Ramierez

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