My Training Begins - Sex Stories

My Training Begins

... answered by a lady who was probably in her twenties.

"Joanna, this is Christine," she said and I greeted her with, "Good morning, Miss Christine."

Miss Christine looked at Miss Susan and asked her if she wanted to wait for me, saying it would take about an hour if she wanted to do something else. Miss Susan smiled, saying she was sure Miss Christine could handle me and said she'd be back in an hour.

Miss Christine told me to follow her and led me through to a room with what looked like a massage table. She told me to strip and lie on my back on the table, tutting when she saw my pubic hair.

"Let me see your armpits." she said and I obediently raised my arms. Taking an electric trimmer, she trimmed the hair under my arms and on my pubic area. She then set about waxing them and my legs, which have next to no hair on them. Starting with my armpits, she ripped the wax off in strips, the first one causing me to squeal in surprise. My legs were next and then she addressed my pubic area, ripping it off in strips until I was bare; that caused my eyes to water! She took a pair of tweezers and examined me closely, pulling out a few stray hairs that hadn't come away with the wax. I was then treated to an application of aloe vera lotion to ease the pain.

Telling me to get up and follow her, I swung my legs off the table and stood, seeing myself in the mirror; something I hadn't seen in more than thirty years, a bare pudenda. Following her, she took me to another room where ...

... I had to sit. I watched as she selected two barbells and a piercing kit. Telling me that it might hurt, she wiped my nipple with what I assumed was alcohol and then clamped it. This was followed by the needle pushing through, followed by the barbell. That really caused my eyes to water. The process was repeated with the other nipple. She advised me that it could take six weeks or more for it to heal and gave me documentation on caring for them. I was to follow that regime closely to prevent infection. She taped a piece of gauze over each nipple to protect them.

I then had to dress, which really doesn't take long, with only a mini skirt and crop top to put on! Miss Christine asked me what days I would be available during her normal hours and we agreed on Tuesday evenings. She filled out an appointment card for me, with the first three appointments at four-week intervals, explaining that she would also be able to check on my nipple piercings.

By this time, Miss Susan had returned, telling me to lift the hem of my skirt to show her. With a wide smile, she said that it now looked much better! We walked back to my apartment, me feeling the sting of both the waxing and the nipple piercing. Once inside, she had me strip naked; this was now the way I was to be inside. Giggling, she ran her hand over my bare mound, asking me how it felt, to which I replied that it was strange, still painful and, actually, rather exciting. While we were chatting, I asked her about the ladies she ...