It is Monday evening. Five days have passed sense he walked out on her with the collar. She has called him several times expressing her desire to see him or at least get the collar. He has explained that is not an option and that denial is a powerful experience.
As she goes through the day's mail, she sees a blue envelope with his return address on it. She quickly opens it. Inside she finds a simple white card with a sketching of a heart of barbed wire. She opens the card. It is an invitation:
"Lesson 5
Your presence is requested at 555 Broadway at 7:00PM this Thursday.
Please be prompt. You will not be admitted after 7:00PM
Please wear the following items: Fishnet thigh high stockings, black g-string, matching black bra, black mini skirt, white tank top, and black boots. I will reimburse you if you need to purchase any of these items.
Please have your hair in a ponytail and do your make-up for an evening out.
When you arrive at the location simply ask for Cameron.
Do not attempt to discuss this with me.
RSVP is not required. This event is not optional."
Thursday 6:55 - 555 Broadway.
She takes a deep breath as she gets to the address. The location is a salon. She enters. There is a receptionist behind the front desk.
"May I help you?" Asks the receptionist.
"I was told to ask for Cameron." She replies.
The receptionist picks up the phone and dials a number.
"Hi, Cameron. There is a woman up here asking for you....Ok." The receptionist hangs up the phone and tells her to be seated and that Cameron will be up here shortly.
As she sits waiting, she notices that the salon is empty except for the receptionist and herself. She hears the sound of heels striking the hard cement floor coming from the back of the space. Then a woman appears.
"Hi, I am Cameron. It is nice to meet you." The woman says.
Cameron is a tall slim woman with short blonde hair and is dress exactly as he requested her to dressed: boots, stockings, mini-skirt, white tank top, and black bra.
"Hi, Cameron. I was sent by..." She says.
"Yes. I know who sent you and he has paid for everything." Cameron replies.
The receptionist asks if she can leave and Cameron says yes. Cameron locks the front door behind the receptionist.
"I'm not really sure why I'm here. He just told me to be here at 7:00." She says.
"He can be very secretive at times. Come on back." Cameron replies.
The two of them begin walking to the back of the salon.
"Ah, um do you know him well." She asks.
"Oh, yes. For sometime." Cameron replies.
"Um did you two ..." She asks.
Cameron interrupts her and in reassuring, tones "No we have never dated. We're just friends. Nothing more. Do yourself a favor don't be jealous. He maybe many things, but, he is faithful and honest."
"He can be so secretive at times." She replies.
"Yes." Cameron replies.
Cameron opens the door to a small room. The room is about ten feet by ten feet and well lit. However, with its decor of warm earth tones the room is very inviting. Diagonally in the center of the room is a padded table. They enter the room.
"Hello, sweetheart. You look stunning."
"She certainly does." Cameron injects.
She failed to see him sitting in the corner of the room when she entered. She looks at him a bit bewildered. Nervously she says hi and moves towards him. He gets up and gives her a hug. She holds on extra tight.
"Sweetheart. You have no reason to worry. Everything will be fine." He whispers to her.
While she holds on to him she ask, "Why am I here?"
"You are here because I asked and you are going to get your pussy waxed. You will be coming back here every couple of weeks for a waxing. You can have you legs and underarms done if you wish. I will pay for it." He replies.
She gives him a kiss on the cheek and thanks him.
While they have been embracing, Cameron has been preparing the wax and linen required for the waxing.
"Ok. Everything is ready." Cameron states.
"Great. Now undress." He commands.
"Everything!" She asks.
"Leave the boots and stockings on." He replies.
She begins removing her clothes. First, she pulls the tank top off and hands it to him. He folds it and places it on the chair. He can tell she is nervous and pulls her close and hugs her.
"Honey. Relax. Pretend you are in the locker room at the gym." He whispers as he hugs her.
He reaches behind her, undoes her bra, and lets her go. She removes the bra and hands it to him. He sees she is relaxing a bit.
"See." He states.
Cameron pushes a button on the stereo and soothing music begins to play.
She turns her back to him and asks that he unzip her skirt. He complies with her request and she lets the skirt fall to the floor. She steps out of the skirt and bends over from the waist to pick it up. She is now working him.
"Fuck. You have a great ass." As he says this, Cameron looks away from what she is doing and smiles a bit.
With her back to him, she hands him the skirt and he folds it and places it on the chair. Next, with both hands she slowly slides her g-string down her thighs and lets it fall to the floor around her feet. She steps out of the g-string, squats down, picks it up, and hands it to him. He places it with the rest of her clothes.
He tells her to turn towards him and she complies. He retrieves her collar from his jacket. She looks at him very surprised and he places it around her neck.
"If you are a good girl, I will let you keep the collar with you." He states.
She smiles at him.
"Ok. I will need you to lie on your back to start with. Have you ever been waxed before?" Cameron asks.
As she climbs up on the table, she replies "No."
"It may hurt a bit, I need you to do what I tell you and it will make things easier." Cameron says.
With her on the table, he positions a stool along side her and sits himself down so that they are face to face. He looks down on her and touches her face.
"Everything will be alright." He reassures her.
"Easy for you to say." She smiles.
"In here I'm in charge. Not him." Cameron states.
With Cameron's words, she giggles a bit.
"What's so funny?" He asks.
"So what do you want? Just bikini line, a landing strip, or a Brazilin?" Cameron asks of her.
"Brazilin. I want everything smooth." He says.
"Is that what you want?" Cameron asks of her.