Glamour Makeover - For Kirina
'Exotic Makeover' - 'Glamour Photo Session' - The advertisement on the social media page catches Kirina's eye, and she looks further. The ads show before and after shots of several women, magically transformed from plain Janes into knockouts. 'Call for appointment - only 20 Euros!' The sessions are being offered locally for this week only...
Intrigued and excited, Kirina makes the call. A young woman answers, and it turns out, Kirina is in luck! "Yes, we have one appointment left!" The young woman notes. "Does tomorrow afternoon at one work for you?"
"Yes!" Kirina answers, quite thrilled to have a beauty session ahead.
"It's at the Star Motel, and to keep costs down, we do cash only - is that okay?" The woman asks.
"No problem." Kirina answers. "I'll be looking forward to it!"
Glamour! Hair, nails, mascara... What girl could resist?
The Star Motel is located in an older section of town, and has seen better days. But as Kirina arrives, she figures 'It's probably just one more way for them to keep costs down.'
She knocks on the door right at the time of the appointment. She's a little taken back when a black man answers the door, but he's dressed nicely, even wearing a tie. He's quite dark, but speaks clearly and pleasantly, and his smile puts Kirina at ease.
One of the first items is signing the 'model consent form', which Kirina signs and dates without reading. Too bad, as the fine print on the second page notes her willingness to pose nude, submit to BDSM and bondage, sexual abuse including sodomy, oral, and anal use. The release also indicates her eagerness to suffer from the whip and cane, 'marks permanent or temporary' on her body, and also waives any responsibility from 'physical, or emotional' injuries. Kirina is also granting full use of any pictures or video made during the course of the session.
The man takes the signed consent form, and locks it safely away in a briefcase. "It's for your own safety, you understand."
"You have the payment?" The man asks. Kirina gladly hands over the money.
The first part of the session is heaven. Kirina is seated in a beautician's chair in front of a well-lit mirror, with a well-furnished kit of makeup, powder, and pads nearby.
"Let's start with the lips." The young man suggests. "I'll try to match the color of your tongue as a start." He's very serious in his approach. "This is one of those areas where 'less is more'." He says, applying just a hint of the color to your lips. Even the pressure he uses feels to Kirina like she is being pampered.
"You have nice cheekbones." The man states. "We'll give this just a touch of liner underneath, and a little wipe up just to give some shadow." The result is impressive. He's using less makeup, and the woman in the mirror is being transformed.
The eyes are next. "Again, we'll try to match the color of your eyes." Explains the man, using just a touch of makeup - perfectly applied. A touch of mascara... Only a hint of blush... and Kirina's eyes truly become a focal point.
"One last bit with the hair, if you don't mind." The man asks. Kirina smiles and nods, and some unruly curls by her ears are removed. The result is astonishing. The simple clip makes her look lighter and younger. She looks in the mirror as her freshly glossed lips widen into a smile. She is truly looking like a pinup model!
Kirina doesn't even notice as the man reaches under the chair, and slips two cuffs from behind over her wrists, securing her to the chair. She quickly tries to stand up, and discovers the chair is secured to the floor tightly. She tries to call for help, but as soon as she opens her mouth, a gag is placed between her teeth - a stiff shaft that feels like the head of a cock. All she can do is grunt. Her ankles are also secured with leather straps. Kirina isn't going anywhere.
The expression on the man's face doesn't change as he picks up a camera, and begins taking a few pictures. "Nice, very nice." He says. Kirina is shaking her head 'no', but he keeps on clicking the shutter. "Let's try another item."
The man pinches Kirina's nose, and as she opens her mouth wider to breath, she feels a ring gag slide over the dildo and behind her teeth, holding her mouth wide open. The gag is then secured behind her head with a strap.
"UHH! UHHHHH!" Kirina can only grunt now, as the man continues to take a few more 'glamour shots'. Her lips, colored in a beautiful lip gloss, are now stretched over the steel ring violating her mouth. She feels the man stick a finger into her mouth, as he adds how he's ready to continue her 'makeover'.
He uses the same scissors just used on her hair to snip away at her top. The cleavage reveals her nicest, sexiest bra - which he quickly slices apart in front. "Nice titties." He states. He then reaches in, and pinches Kirina's right nipple, and gives it a twist.
"EEENNNHHHG!" Kirina gives a muffled yell, still tasting the man's finger on her tongue.
That same finger now reaches down to Kirina's crotch. 'Oh, why did I wear a short dress today?' Kirina thinks. The dress lifts up easily, revealing an expensive pair of panties. She feels the finger on the lower end of her pussy, rubbing... It feels good, violating, dirty, used, naughty, safe, dangerous, all at the same time. Kirina twitches a bit as a stab of pleasure shatters her desire to escape.
The man grabs the crotch of Kirina's underwear, and pulls it up harshly. Kirina is lifted off the chair, and she feels the fabric tighten against the crack of her ass. "Well, look here." The man says. "Already got a nice trim down there. That's a very pretty pussy, Ma'am." Kirina blushes. Yes, she'd trimmed just that morning.
The panties are scissored at the sides, and removed as the man pulls up harshly. To her own horror, she feels the dampness below, and smells her own scent.
Picture time. Close-up of Kirina's tits, pussy, and the agony of her own expression. The man sets down the camera to remove his tie and shirt. He's muscular. His arms are those of an athlete. His teeth are perfect. He removes Kirina's shoes next. She is now naked, cuffed, tied, and helpless.
The young buck's pants are next. He smiles, revealing a long, thin, cock. He isn't circumcised. His balls hang low, and his crotch is shaved bare, accentuating the whole look. He rubs Kirina's face gently, not to smudge the makeup. He strokes her hair. He places a gentle kiss on her lips, which stretch around the edge of the ring gag.
Kirina feels a black finger enter her cunt roughly. She moans. "Sloppy twat." The man laughs. The same finger goes into her mouth, and she tastes her own musk. She has tasted her own juice before, but this time, it has a sharper flavor. It came off the finger of a man who now has full control over her.
"Time for a taste of heaven, girl." The man says. Kirina shakes her head, but his firm hands hold her steady, and she feels the cock enter her mouth through the ring. She can only breathe through her nose now. A remote triggers a few more snaps from a camera, and Kirina sees a small red light above a video camera on a nearby tripod, documenting everything. She hears the dark man moan as he pushes deeper into her face, which has been made up prettier than ever before.
Kirina can see her reflection out of the corner of her eye in the mirror. A tied figure in a chair, perfect hair, with a muscular man pushing his penis directly into her face hole. It almost looks like someone else. "Use that tongue, woman." The man grunts. "and get it nice and wet. It's going up your little pink pussy, and up your tight ass, too." His cock is going in and out of Kirina's mouth deeper and faster, causing her to gag. More snaps from the remote camera. Glamour shots.
Kirina feels the dick grow harder in her mouth. She gasps for breath. She looks up, and can see a pleasant smile on the man's face. "Do you want out of this chair, honey?" He asks quite politely. Kirina nods. The man pulls out of her mouth.
Her relief is only temporary. The cuffs are removed from her wrists, but then secured behind her as she is lifted out of the chair. Her ankles are freed, and she feels her arms being lifted behind her by a rope stretching to a pulley in the ceiling. Kirina is now bent painfully from behind, ass up, face down. Kirina sees a bit of drool from her mouth extend to the floor from below the gag.
"Time for your whipping." The man says, reaching into a bag. "It really gets me going to see red stripes on a white ass."
The whip hits hard, with the tip landing sharply on Kirina's hip. "GUHHH!!" Is the only noise she can make. The whip lands again, and again. Not a long whip, but a whip which can be swung effectively in a small space - like a motel room. The leather is leaving bright red welts. The man then lays several uppercut strokes to Kirina's hanging tits.
Kirina's tears are flowing freely now. The man moves in front, and grabs her hair roughly, lifting her face. "Would you like to get butt fucked now, sweetheart?" He asks. He then tugs her hair up and down roughly, making her nod in agreement. "If you say so, my dear." He smiles.
"You're kind of pretty, so I'll lube you up a little." The man says. Kirina feels the man spit on her sore ass cheeks, with only a drop flowing down to her butthole. Kirina feels as her cheeks are spread, then feels the head of the man's cock up against her ass.
He's not gentle about it. "Fuckin' TIGHT." He barks. He thrusts several times before breaking through. Kirina feels like she's being torn apart. The man is just laughing at her agony now. The video camera has a perfect angle to watch that agony. Her makeup still looks perfect, despite a few tears. The man is holding her hips, watching his cock go in and out between the whip marks.
The man finally slows, and pulls out. "Want to clean it off, honey?" Again, he grabs her hair and tugs it, making her nod in agreement.
His cock tastes absolutely foul as it enters Kirina's mouth. Again, she must breathe through her nose. Kirina's welts are beginning to starting to hurt more as they swell and darken. "Like the taste of your butt, baby?" The man asks, grabbing her hair and making her nod. "I thought you would."
The taste and smell of her own ass is awful, but Kirina has no choice. She is no longer a woman, but a slave being used for the pleasure of another. "Lick the balls, too." The man orders. Kirina can barely stick her tongue out through the ring gag, but feels the man's cock rest on her face and nose as he offers his nut sack to her. She licks as ordered. The camera continues to click. She also feels the dampness of her pussy. She's not in control, and she's not in control of her cunt creaming, either.
"You ready for your glamour girl breeding?" Is the next question from the man. Kirina feels her hair grabbed roughly again. She tries to shake her head 'no', but her head is moving up and down in an exaggerated fashion. "The 'ayes' have it." Laughs the man, hovering over his bent prey.
"Breeding time." He says. The gag is still in her mouth. Kirina's ass and tits are still smarting from the whip. Tears roll down her face, causing the makeup to smudge. Her arms are hurting now, pulled up to the ceiling as she stands on her tiptoes. She feels the man's cock slide into her pussy in one thrust.
"I've never been known as a gentle lover." The buck chuckles. He thrusts into her like he's nailing something to a board. It hurts. Kirina's whole body hurts. She can hear the camera shutter clicking away. "And it only cost you twenty Euros."
Kirina's pain is offset by another feeling. For all of the hurt and humiliation she's suffered, she's also on the leading edge of an orgasm. Distant at first, then growing in intensity. Kirina tries to hold off at first, but almost needs the distraction of an orgasm. Her pussy is soaked, and betraying her.
Kirina's orgasm is intense. She shivers, groans through the ring gag, and erupts - spraying a wet orgasm all over the motel room floor. It gushes. She isn't in control. She's a slave. A woman being whipped and used by a man. Kirina is helpless and tied. Her clothes are in scraps on the floor around her, soaking up the juice from an intense orgasm.
"Yeah...!" Kirina hears the man grunt out a single, whispered groan before he cums. He shoots off several spurts, groaning, holding Kirina's hips tight as he empties deep inside her. He reaches around, and pinches both of Kirina's nipples hard, causing her cunt to clench. The resulting contraction squeezes another few drops out of the man's cock.
The glamour session is now complete.
Intrigued and excited, Kirina makes the call. A young woman answers, and it turns out, Kirina is in luck! "Yes, we have one appointment left!" The young woman notes. "Does tomorrow afternoon at one work for you?"
"Yes!" Kirina answers, quite thrilled to have a beauty session ahead.
"It's at the Star Motel, and to keep costs down, we do cash only - is that okay?" The woman asks.
"No problem." Kirina answers. "I'll be looking forward to it!"
Glamour! Hair, nails, mascara... What girl could resist?
The Star Motel is located in an older section of town, and has seen better days. But as Kirina arrives, she figures 'It's probably just one more way for them to keep costs down.'
She knocks on the door right at the time of the appointment. She's a little taken back when a black man answers the door, but he's dressed nicely, even wearing a tie. He's quite dark, but speaks clearly and pleasantly, and his smile puts Kirina at ease.
One of the first items is signing the 'model consent form', which Kirina signs and dates without reading. Too bad, as the fine print on the second page notes her willingness to pose nude, submit to BDSM and bondage, sexual abuse including sodomy, oral, and anal use. The release also indicates her eagerness to suffer from the whip and cane, 'marks permanent or temporary' on her body, and also waives any responsibility from 'physical, or emotional' injuries. Kirina is also granting full use of any pictures or video made during the course of the session.
The man takes the signed consent form, and locks it safely away in a briefcase. "It's for your own safety, you understand."
"You have the payment?" The man asks. Kirina gladly hands over the money.
The first part of the session is heaven. Kirina is seated in a beautician's chair in front of a well-lit mirror, with a well-furnished kit of makeup, powder, and pads nearby.
"Let's start with the lips." The young man suggests. "I'll try to match the color of your tongue as a start." He's very serious in his approach. "This is one of those areas where 'less is more'." He says, applying just a hint of the color to your lips. Even the pressure he uses feels to Kirina like she is being pampered.
"You have nice cheekbones." The man states. "We'll give this just a touch of liner underneath, and a little wipe up just to give some shadow." The result is impressive. He's using less makeup, and the woman in the mirror is being transformed.
The eyes are next. "Again, we'll try to match the color of your eyes." Explains the man, using just a touch of makeup - perfectly applied. A touch of mascara... Only a hint of blush... and Kirina's eyes truly become a focal point.
"One last bit with the hair, if you don't mind." The man asks. Kirina smiles and nods, and some unruly curls by her ears are removed. The result is astonishing. The simple clip makes her look lighter and younger. She looks in the mirror as her freshly glossed lips widen into a smile. She is truly looking like a pinup model!
Kirina doesn't even notice as the man reaches under the chair, and slips two cuffs from behind over her wrists, securing her to the chair. She quickly tries to stand up, and discovers the chair is secured to the floor tightly. She tries to call for help, but as soon as she opens her mouth, a gag is placed between her teeth - a stiff shaft that feels like the head of a cock. All she can do is grunt. Her ankles are also secured with leather straps. Kirina isn't going anywhere.
The expression on the man's face doesn't change as he picks up a camera, and begins taking a few pictures. "Nice, very nice." He says. Kirina is shaking her head 'no', but he keeps on clicking the shutter. "Let's try another item."
The man pinches Kirina's nose, and as she opens her mouth wider to breath, she feels a ring gag slide over the dildo and behind her teeth, holding her mouth wide open. The gag is then secured behind her head with a strap.
"UHH! UHHHHH!" Kirina can only grunt now, as the man continues to take a few more 'glamour shots'. Her lips, colored in a beautiful lip gloss, are now stretched over the steel ring violating her mouth. She feels the man stick a finger into her mouth, as he adds how he's ready to continue her 'makeover'.
He uses the same scissors just used on her hair to snip away at her top. The cleavage reveals her nicest, sexiest bra - which he quickly slices apart in front. "Nice titties." He states. He then reaches in, and pinches Kirina's right nipple, and gives it a twist.
"EEENNNHHHG!" Kirina gives a muffled yell, still tasting the man's finger on her tongue.
That same finger now reaches down to Kirina's crotch. 'Oh, why did I wear a short dress today?' Kirina thinks. The dress lifts up easily, revealing an expensive pair of panties. She feels the finger on the lower end of her pussy, rubbing... It feels good, violating, dirty, used, naughty, safe, dangerous, all at the same time. Kirina twitches a bit as a stab of pleasure shatters her desire to escape.
The man grabs the crotch of Kirina's underwear, and pulls it up harshly. Kirina is lifted off the chair, and she feels the fabric tighten against the crack of her ass. "Well, look here." The man says. "Already got a nice trim down there. That's a very pretty pussy, Ma'am." Kirina blushes. Yes, she'd trimmed just that morning.
The panties are scissored at the sides, and removed as the man pulls up harshly. To her own horror, she feels the dampness below, and smells her own scent.
Picture time. Close-up of Kirina's tits, pussy, and the agony of her own expression. The man sets down the camera to remove his tie and shirt. He's muscular. His arms are those of an athlete. His teeth are perfect. He removes Kirina's shoes next. She is now naked, cuffed, tied, and helpless.
The young buck's pants are next. He smiles, revealing a long, thin, cock. He isn't circumcised. His balls hang low, and his crotch is shaved bare, accentuating the whole look. He rubs Kirina's face gently, not to smudge the makeup. He strokes her hair. He places a gentle kiss on her lips, which stretch around the edge of the ring gag.
Kirina feels a black finger enter her cunt roughly. She moans. "Sloppy twat." The man laughs. The same finger goes into her mouth, and she tastes her own musk. She has tasted her own juice before, but this time, it has a sharper flavor. It came off the finger of a man who now has full control over her.
"Time for a taste of heaven, girl." The man says. Kirina shakes her head, but his firm hands hold her steady, and she feels the cock enter her mouth through the ring. She can only breathe through her nose now. A remote triggers a few more snaps from a camera, and Kirina sees a small red light above a video camera on a nearby tripod, documenting everything. She hears the dark man moan as he pushes deeper into her face, which has been made up prettier than ever before.
Kirina can see her reflection out of the corner of her eye in the mirror. A tied figure in a chair, perfect hair, with a muscular man pushing his penis directly into her face hole. It almost looks like someone else. "Use that tongue, woman." The man grunts. "and get it nice and wet. It's going up your little pink pussy, and up your tight ass, too." His cock is going in and out of Kirina's mouth deeper and faster, causing her to gag. More snaps from the remote camera. Glamour shots.
Kirina feels the dick grow harder in her mouth. She gasps for breath. She looks up, and can see a pleasant smile on the man's face. "Do you want out of this chair, honey?" He asks quite politely. Kirina nods. The man pulls out of her mouth.
Her relief is only temporary. The cuffs are removed from her wrists, but then secured behind her as she is lifted out of the chair. Her ankles are freed, and she feels her arms being lifted behind her by a rope stretching to a pulley in the ceiling. Kirina is now bent painfully from behind, ass up, face down. Kirina sees a bit of drool from her mouth extend to the floor from below the gag.
"Time for your whipping." The man says, reaching into a bag. "It really gets me going to see red stripes on a white ass."
The whip hits hard, with the tip landing sharply on Kirina's hip. "GUHHH!!" Is the only noise she can make. The whip lands again, and again. Not a long whip, but a whip which can be swung effectively in a small space - like a motel room. The leather is leaving bright red welts. The man then lays several uppercut strokes to Kirina's hanging tits.
Kirina's tears are flowing freely now. The man moves in front, and grabs her hair roughly, lifting her face. "Would you like to get butt fucked now, sweetheart?" He asks. He then tugs her hair up and down roughly, making her nod in agreement. "If you say so, my dear." He smiles.
"You're kind of pretty, so I'll lube you up a little." The man says. Kirina feels the man spit on her sore ass cheeks, with only a drop flowing down to her butthole. Kirina feels as her cheeks are spread, then feels the head of the man's cock up against her ass.
He's not gentle about it. "Fuckin' TIGHT." He barks. He thrusts several times before breaking through. Kirina feels like she's being torn apart. The man is just laughing at her agony now. The video camera has a perfect angle to watch that agony. Her makeup still looks perfect, despite a few tears. The man is holding her hips, watching his cock go in and out between the whip marks.
The man finally slows, and pulls out. "Want to clean it off, honey?" Again, he grabs her hair and tugs it, making her nod in agreement.
His cock tastes absolutely foul as it enters Kirina's mouth. Again, she must breathe through her nose. Kirina's welts are beginning to starting to hurt more as they swell and darken. "Like the taste of your butt, baby?" The man asks, grabbing her hair and making her nod. "I thought you would."
The taste and smell of her own ass is awful, but Kirina has no choice. She is no longer a woman, but a slave being used for the pleasure of another. "Lick the balls, too." The man orders. Kirina can barely stick her tongue out through the ring gag, but feels the man's cock rest on her face and nose as he offers his nut sack to her. She licks as ordered. The camera continues to click. She also feels the dampness of her pussy. She's not in control, and she's not in control of her cunt creaming, either.
"You ready for your glamour girl breeding?" Is the next question from the man. Kirina feels her hair grabbed roughly again. She tries to shake her head 'no', but her head is moving up and down in an exaggerated fashion. "The 'ayes' have it." Laughs the man, hovering over his bent prey.
"Breeding time." He says. The gag is still in her mouth. Kirina's ass and tits are still smarting from the whip. Tears roll down her face, causing the makeup to smudge. Her arms are hurting now, pulled up to the ceiling as she stands on her tiptoes. She feels the man's cock slide into her pussy in one thrust.
"I've never been known as a gentle lover." The buck chuckles. He thrusts into her like he's nailing something to a board. It hurts. Kirina's whole body hurts. She can hear the camera shutter clicking away. "And it only cost you twenty Euros."
Kirina's pain is offset by another feeling. For all of the hurt and humiliation she's suffered, she's also on the leading edge of an orgasm. Distant at first, then growing in intensity. Kirina tries to hold off at first, but almost needs the distraction of an orgasm. Her pussy is soaked, and betraying her.
Kirina's orgasm is intense. She shivers, groans through the ring gag, and erupts - spraying a wet orgasm all over the motel room floor. It gushes. She isn't in control. She's a slave. A woman being whipped and used by a man. Kirina is helpless and tied. Her clothes are in scraps on the floor around her, soaking up the juice from an intense orgasm.
"Yeah...!" Kirina hears the man grunt out a single, whispered groan before he cums. He shoots off several spurts, groaning, holding Kirina's hips tight as he empties deep inside her. He reaches around, and pinches both of Kirina's nipples hard, causing her cunt to clench. The resulting contraction squeezes another few drops out of the man's cock.
The glamour session is now complete.
há 2 meses
