Tricked into bisexual

Last April though things changed as I was working in the club and I recognized a guy from work with his mates. I could feel the beginning of perspiration starting to form inside the sleeves of my dress. I do like to see an obedient sissy. She buzzed the clippers to test them. Sally and Jackie did return, dressed in their shiny black macs as before. Silently I obeyed once again, conditioned as I was by now to do exactly as I was told.

Or was it obvious that I was being paraded to the outside world as a plastic sissy? I think I need to trim your hair a little shorter. Hopefully I looked quite convincing too. I was hoping that one of the girls would return soon and perhaps release me. She then combed it through several times.

Again the three girls disappeared into the staff room leaving me alone in the salon strapped into my chair. The sweat was building up inside my tight fitting dress, running down my back and down my legs into my boots. She snapped a tiny padlock at the top of the zip teasing, "We don't want our little sissy to escape do we? I don't smoke but I went anyway just for a break.

Once the clippers were finished she applied the white foam to my shaven head. She then decided that my make up needed a little touch up, especially the red lipstick. However after a few minutes she stopped abruptly. Again the three girls disappeared into the staff room leaving me alone in the salon strapped into my chair. She then started to pass me items to put on. I said to him you know where I work so pop along again, and I reminded him that this has to stay a secret, and if this got around work it could cost me my job.