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...What would you like your
hairdresser to do with it?"
Aya's mouth went agape as Aya's eyes focussed on the perm
rod in disbelief. Aya Ueto then began stammering and stuttering
and finally saying, "A p...perm...permanent wave
r...rod...oh, I I d...don't believe it...oh God...this
c...can't be h...happening to
m...m...me...y...you're...n...not going to p...perm me, are
you Master? Oh n...no Master...please...d...don't p...perm
me...Oh God...no, I b...b...beg you."
"Shut the fuck up cunt," I yelled, while grabbing a
handful of wet hair and giving it a stern jerk. "Have you
forgotten, you are my fucking slave and I will do anything I
want to you? As I begin winding your hair bitch, you better
not move your fucking head is that clear cunt, is it??"
Susie immediately nodded Aya's head and as Aya's eyes met mine
in the mirror said, "Oh yes Master, yes, it's clear...I will
be very still for you while you p...p...perm my h...h...hair
but, I'm so sc...scared and ner...ner...nervous."
Standing behind my very frightened blonde beauty, I
began sectioning the wet sun streaked hair. When I was
through, there were six awaiting sections to be permed.
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