About a month ago, I found that I would soon have time and privacy to get my legs waxed, so I let Mistress know that I would be able to have the rest of my punishment. Mistress told me to look for some salons where I could go. I found quite a few before eventually coming across a salon that has a very girlie name and which is quite pink in decor and style! I sent my list to Mistress, so she could check them, and she immediately liked the pink one! "Oh my!" I thought. I looked at their website and it didn't really list men's waxing so I emailed the salon and soon received a reply stating that they would be able to do a men's full leg wax! All I had to do was find a date when I could get time off work. Mistress had said I was to wear ladies underwear, but that they could be plain cotton ones... for now! :-o
I managed to get a day off work and emailed the salon to see if they had any appointments. I had left it a bit late as sophie had needed to take a short sissy break. The next morning my phone buzzed. It was an email from the salon. I nervously opened the email. They asked my if I could make it to the salon that afternoon! I sent a reply saying I could and soon got a reply telling me I was booked in for a full leg wax.
I was very nervous. I let Mistress know that I had been booked in and that I would see if I could find some hi-leg knickers as we felt the pair of minis I had bought would reveal too much.
I went to the shops in the morning. First I found where the salon was, and then I looked for a pair of knickers. I went into Peacocks, New Look and Tesco. I found some in Tesco, but realised that they had little bows on them. As Mistress said I should go in plain ones for my first visit, I put them back and found some boy shorts, which I put in my basket.
It was a few hours until my appointment so I went back home to change into my knickers and quickly try my dress on. Everything fit and the shorts had a bit more room to hide things. :-)
I was getting nervous now, it would soon be time to go to the salon. I left the house and made my way back. I parked the car but was about half an hour early, so I went for a walk to try and calm my nerves. Soon it was 15 minutes until my appointment, so I made my way to the salon, took a deep breath and walked in.
A young lady was sat at a table, having her nails done by a beautician, who looked up and asked if I had an appointment. Nervously, I said I had and gave her my name. She told me to take a seat. I sat down on a pink chair - there was a lot of pink! The seat was in front of the window but thankfully it was facing into the salon.
After a few moment and I settled down, I began to look around. I noticed a table was set up just in front of the chairs where I was sitting. I suddenly became nervous. Was this where I was going to be waxed, in front of everyone, in front of the window! Another lady appeared and asked me if I was me and took me into the back room (phew).
I entered the room, and she asked if I had been before. I said I hadn't and she asked if I had ever been waxed before. I said I hadn't, so she asked me to remove my trousers, down to my boxers. Err... I wasn't wearing boxers. I had ladies shorts knickers on, but I didn't tell her that!
She asked me to lie on the table. She said it might be painful as this was my first waxing. She enquired as to what made me want to get waxed. I just said it was a long story. (I did debate whether to tell her I was a cross dresser.) She just said no problem, and that she would start putting the wax on.
The wax was warm as she rolled it on my leg. She said grit your teeth and started removing the hair. Surprisingly, it wasn't as painful as I expected. In fact, the lady mentioned that I was doing well. :-)
Soon after, she asked me if I would be keeping up with getting them waxed. I said I wasn't sure. I nervously asked her if she had many men having waxing done. She said she did, and that it didn't make any difference to her who it was. She said she did nails, and make up on guys! (I guess she might have realised I was a bit girlie!) She said she could give me a price list.
As she worked her way up my leg, she explained that I should use warm water, not hot, in the shower and not use perfumed soap, because my pores would be open. Soon I was turned over. As she worked on the back of my legs, she asked which I felt had been the most painful part. (I wonder if she's a Domme.) I found it was the top of my legs at the back.
Once dressed, I went out into the salon where a lady was sat having her hair done. I paid the lady who had waxed my legs, and she gave me the price list of the other treatments. As I left, everyone said "bye". I found that the girls at the salon were very nice, and it was good to hear her say that it didn't make any difference to her who she was treating.
As I walked back to the car, my legs felt different. I could feel my jeans against my bare skin. I feel very girlie. So I now have girlie, silky, smooth legs for Mistress.
Here are some pics.
*kisses and hugs*