Saturday, August 23, 2014

Sophie's Girlie Day - Part 2:
Getting my Legs Waxed Again at the Girlie Salon

Continued from:
Part 1: Shopping for My Office Outfit with a Note from Mistress

I arrived at the salon about fifteen minutes before my appointment. Praying that no one that I knew would be there, I nervously went into the salon, and greeted the beautician, who was doing a girls' nails. I said I had an appointment, and she said yes, is it (my name).

[With the salon's ultra-girlie name, I bet they remember it when girls of the male persuasion come in, especially when they're repeat customers!  ;-) ~ M]

She said take a seat, and I sat down on the nice pale pink chair, and waited, with my shopping bag full of ladies' clothing.

[The pic at right is from the coffee shop where sophie stopped before going to the salon.]

A second beautician came by and said that they'd soon be with me. It wasn't long before she called me and took me back to the room where they did the waxing. I removed my trousers, revealing my plain black boyshort-style knickers, which I had purchased for my first waxing.

She then proceeded to put the wax on. This time, I sat up and watched. She started talking about how nice the weather was and about holidays. She then started the waxing.

Feeling the pain as I watched her pull the strips away (a bit like being spanked in reverse: the pain comes when the hand moves away from you), I told myself that a sissy has to suffer these things, so she can look pretty and girlie.

The girl then asked what I had been up to today. I had a feeling she might ask that, "Oh, I went into town and did some shopping." Then of course she asked if I'd bought anything nice. (LOL!) I took a deep breath and thought "what the hell!"

"A new skirt and blouse" I replied.

"Aww, that's nice" she said, and continued waxing my legs!

I then asked her about some of some of the other treatments they do at the salon.

My waxing finished, I went out to pay. The girl asked if I wanted to be on a list to receive offers, to which I consented, so I am now on a girlie salon's offers list!

I have had a nice girlie day. Having five different ladies getting involved (Mistress and four ladies in the shop) in picking my outfit was exciting. It was nice to go shopping with girls, as they obviously know more than me, including what to buy, and how they went together. It was like a training exercise. The way they discussed what went with what and gave me advice on what things were also made me feel very girlie. The fact that the ladies were choosing what I was going to wear made me feel submissive and like they were all in control. I wonder if the girls in the shop had a giggle at the end of the day.

[I'm sure they're still telling their friends and giggling about it! ;-)]

Talking to the girl in the salon about beauty treatments and telling her I had bought a skirt and blouse, made me feel girlie - and even more so when they asked if they could to send me offers, so I become a regular customer!

Having to lie still and suffer the pain of having the hairs on my legs pulled out while the girl smiled and inspected her handy work, also felt a bit like a punishment.

I just now need to try my outfit on, and admire my silky smooth girlie legs.

Part 3: Wearing my Secretarial Outfit While Working From Home - with Pics of sophie's New Outfit!

Monday, August 11, 2014

Sophie's Girlie Day - Part 1:
Shopping for My Office Outfit with a Note from Mistress

Those of you who took part in my World Cup Chastity Game know that I asked players to submit ideas for a Special Reward that they would receive if their team won the Cup. This was the time to ask for something other than the spanking, chastity, edging, etc. that was already part of the game, and my own subs were allowed to submit items for which they would not normally ask me. A reward would be individually designed for each winner based on the ideas that they submitted. In other words, it was a golden opportunity to fulfill a fantasy under my supervision. 

Only sophie earned this reward. One of her ideas was to:

Go and buy a girl's outfit, such as a secretary or school girl's uniform. Tell the sales girls I lost a bet with some female friends and I have to dress up for them in this kind of outfit, and ask if they could they help me choose. Perhaps Mistress could write a letter out as though I'd lost the bet with her and include ideas of the kind of things she wants me to wear, so I can hand it to the girls and it looks like I have been sent.

sophie had another leg waxing at the girlie-named salon scheduled for her upcoming day off in a week and a half or so, so we decided that she would wait and make a day of it. She would go shopping first, and then take her bags with her to salon, like ladies do, and perhaps someone there might even ask her what she bought!

I decided that I liked the idea of her dressing as my secretary, to serve me. Of course, the note said that, as part of losing the bet, she would have to switch roles and serve the girls in the office for the day! :-) 

I must admit that I had a LOT of fun writing the note, and enjoyed thinking of what I like to do to certain men while I was doing so. 

We sent several versions of the note back and forth. At one point, I even had her copy it out by hand, as I thought it would reinforce what she was about to do. ;-)

However, I decided that it needed a few more changes. She didn't have time to copy it out and send it to me for approval again, so I allowed her to take a copy of the last version, printed in pink!

Below is the first part of her report, describing her Sissy Shopping Trip:

After discussing and agreeing with Mistress, she decided that it would be good for me to dress as her secretary. I was to go with a note from Mistress, saying that I'd lost a bet in the office and had to buy and wear the outfit at work the next day. I have been shopping for women's clothes before, but I have never involved any of the sales ladies before, apart from paying at the tills.

After a few drafts, Mistress sent me the note that I had to show to the ladies in the shop. It said I was to buy:

  • a pencil skirt 
  • a ladies' feminine blouse/shirt 
  • sheer tights
  • a lace-trimmed padded bra and
  • accessories to compliment my outfit, such as a belt and necklace.

I had decided that I would go to the city centre, and which shop I would go to, as they seemed to have a lot of things and are generally not too expensive. I got up early and had a shower and shave (face :-)). I had managed to get to sleep most of the night, but did lie there for a bit wondering what would happen on my shopping trip.

I traveled in to the city on public transport. There were lots of ladies who were going to the office, wearing their nice smart outfits, and I thought to myself, that's what I will be buying soon: ladies' office wear! I felt very sissy thinking about it, how smart and nice they looked, and if I would look as nice. I arrived at the shop about ten minutes after it had opened.

The shop, having just opened only had a few customers. "Phew!" I thought. I wondered around the shop a few times, looking for the items Mistress had specified in her note. A young lady at the till asked me if I needed any help, so nervously I said yes. I felt excited and nervous, I was about to tell a lady that I was being made to buy and wear ladies clothes by my female colleagues! I nervously explained I'd lost a bet with the girls at work and handed her the note, printed out in a pink font!

She read it and said, "Oh, you need to pick out an outfit!" She turned to her friend and said she was going to take me around the shop.

She asked me to follow her. She had the note and started reading the items on the list out. She wasn't exactly whispering!

She took me round for the skirt first: She looked at a few on the rails and then asked another girl if there were any more pencil skirts. As I followed her round, she picked one and asked me which size I wanted. I told her and she took one off the rail. She then went out the back to talk to some one. She took the note, and shortly came back. I don't know what she said while she was in the back with her friend.

Black Textured Wave Pencil Skirt -

Next, she started looking for a feminine blouse, and picked one out. She then found another, and again she asked her friend which one looked best. They both decided the second one looked more feminine.

Cream Sleeveless Shirt (Mine has two pockets.) -

Next, she took me upstairs to the jewelry. While we were in the lift, she said "It's a nice skirt, isn't it" to which I replied yes, it was. I felt like such a girl, talking about how nice skirts look.

We arrived on the second floor, and she took me over to the jewelry. She looked around and asked another girl about necklaces and bangles, and which colour would go with the skirt and blouse. They agreed gold. (Note this is costume jewelry, not proper gold.)

They started picking a few necklaces out, saying which ones they thought went with the blouse and skirt. They thought a nice drop one ( I think that's what she called it) to sit in the open neckline of the blouse. They picked three out, and we chose one. Then they talked about bangles, again looking around and picking a few out.

Gold Chunky Chain V Necklace -

Bangle - I can't find it on the website.

Next, we started looking for a bra. Her friend looked at the note and said it needed to be padded, so she started showing me them. She explained the padding, and how it gives it "more". The second lady started talking about back sizes and saying their sizes were different from those in a proper bra shop. They looked at the note and said she wasn't sure if they had any in the cup size on the note.

I said I didn't know about cup sizes, so she got two different ones off the rail and said "it means the cups are bigger", showing them to me them for comparison. We found a nice pink one with black lace, which I said I liked. ("Did I just say that?" I thought to myself!) The first lady agreed it was nice, but the second lady carried on looking through the rail and found some cheaper, so I settled for those. (I think they had forgotten about it being suitable colour for under the blouse, but perhaps being women they just know that kind of thing.)

[Ladies do know these things. Since it is a cream-colored blouse and you have light skin, a white or nude bra like the ones you purchased would be considered appropriate. The black lace on the pink one might have shown through in a fashion that would not be acceptable for the office. ~ M]

2 Pack Nude and White Push Up Bras -

The second lady then said "If you're not sure on sizing, you can try them on if you like." I was too nervous to take up her offer, and we continued. "What's next on the list?" she asked.

The first lady said I needed a small clutch bag, so we made our way over to where the bags were. The second lady said that a belt would be better. Then a third lady asked, "What's it for?" and they had a discussion about whether you would wear a belt with that skirt. They held the skirt and blouse up, and demonstrated tucking the blouse in for me. "An elasticated belt would be nice," the second lady advised. I agreed with the belt, just in case the skirt didn't fit.

"He needs tights next, silky sheer ones." the first lady said, so the three of us went over to where they were. The second lady asked which colour. They had dark or tan, and they then again had a little discussion about what colour you'd wear with the skirt and blouse. They advised a light pair would be best, and the second lady started explaining the differences between the shades.

Nude 10 Denier Shade 2 Sheer Tights -

The first lady then took me back down stairs to find a suitable belt. She picked one off the display. It was elasticated and has a gold coloured metal bar. "This one is nice. It's gold coloured, to match the necklace," she said.

Belt (not very good pic on website) -

"I think that's everything, on your list" she said and we went over to the till.

I tweeted Mistress that I had completed my shopping task and then went for a coffee.

I went into the coffee shop, ordered my drink and sat down, putting the bag of ladies clothes on the chair next to me. I replied to Mistress' tweet.

I didn't notice that the bag was open slightly when the lady brought my coffee over! I don't know if she saw any of my outfit.

After finishing my coffee, I went for a look round the shops before I made my way to the salon for the next part my girlie day: another full leg wax at the girlie-named salon.

Part 2: Getting my Legs Waxed Again at the Girlie Salon

Part 3: Wearing my Secretarial Outfit While Working From Home (With Pics of my New Outfit)

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