Violet was escorted back to her room by a make-up artist assistant.
She was exhausted and felt like she had just been put through a cram session for her Master's mid term. She had been putting on makeup since she was a teenager but after she had applied her take on 'goth' make-up, she had been shown, told, and ultimately taught just how much she didn't know about make-up and how to apply it. She had learned more about different foundations, application techniques, how her concealer shouldn't be lighter than her skin tone, and just how differently different brushes and beauty blenders applied the make-up, and how each had a very specific facial zone and type of make-up to be applied by each.
She was mentally exhausted and dropped off in her room. It was late and neither James, Madame Alexandra, or Eva hadn't been in the beauty parlor, or in her room to greet her. She fell face first onto her little bed and fell asleep almost immediately.
Her dreams were strangely erotic. She felt horny and she dreamed of images that she couldn't quite make out; half whispered voices and she saw herself in her 'wait' pose specifically. This should have horrified her, and there was a bit of disbelief there, but her body was turned on, not by seeing her in her pose but by something else.
She woke up the next morning in a sweat. She felt like she hadn't slept well at all, but she wasn't groggy. She didn't need to touch herself to know she was wet as she tried to think about what the hell had gotten her so excited. Her fingers traced the shock collar around her neck and she shivered. She was not turned on by that, what had caused her to have such erotic dreams?
With no one there to greet her or give her any instructions she thought about what might be in store for her today. If this had been a normal vacation, she knew she would be checking her emails, or opening her laptop to get some work done, but since she had nothing like that to occupy her time, she decided to make her way to the bathroom and get cleaned up.
After a quick shower and cleaning herself, she picked out the basket of toiletries with her name on it. She found that the small makeup pallet had been replaced with a much more comprehensive and extensive make up pallet with a jar of liquid foundation and a dozen different make up brushes. She looked at herself in the mirror and after everything she learned yesterday, she found herself following what Pierre had taught her, clean and dry her skin, add moisturizer, foundation first, concealer second, apply make-up using three different brushes, which she had never done before, and blend in tones around her "T" zone and neck. Eye shadow was next, a soft violet to go with her light blush, with a soft fading out to the sides of her eyes giving the hint of cat's eyes. Then midnight blue mascara to make the soft violet eye shadow pop.
She spent more time on her makeup today then she had in a long time. She looked good and decided that she should take more time on herself in the mornings. It wasn't for anyone else; it was for her. She liked looking good and she looked better now than she had in a long time and with that, she felt amazingly confident. Then she remembered where she was. She grabbed her items, put them back into her basket, and put the basket back on the shelf and hurried back to her room. She was here for another twelve days. If nothing else she had learned something about herself.
She hurried into her room and found it empty. She breathed a sigh of relief, for some reason, and with nothing else to do, she found herself assuming her 'wait' pose against the wall.
It wasn't long, at least it didn't seem that long, before James walked into the room. He smiled seeing her, "Well good morning. I'm glad to see you made your way to bathroom and put yourself together, good girl".
Violet felt the familiar warm buzzing deep within her from the vibe that had been set into her yesterday. The waves of tingling washed over her causing her eyelids to blink sensually as she enjoyed the warmth that spread through her. It didn't last nearly long enough, but her body tingled after the vibe had ceased.
"I see that you remembered and put your lessons from yesterday to use. That's very good. It's not the direction I would have gone but a very welcome improvement. How do you feel about it? Did you have to think about what you were going to do, or did it just come to you?" James asked seemingly genuinely interested.
Violet almost shook her head but stopped herself instead replying, "I looked at the color pallet that I had and made the decision to work around my light violet eye shadow, so I did have to color coordinate, but it was not something I thought about beforehand, no."
James smiled and nodded, "That's very good. I'm glad to see you are putting your lessons to good use. Since we have started you on this path of learning, you will be required to go back for at least four more sessions with Pierre before you leave us."
Switching gears, James took a long moment to look around the room. He softly shook his head and inhaled deeply, "You haven't done your morning workout routine, or cleaned this room this morning, have you?"
Violet was a little shocked. Shocked that she had completely forgotten about cleaning her room, or working out, or that James was asking her like she was expected to do both before he had arrived. "I didn't have time I only just got back from the bathroom a few minutes before you got here."
James touched his fingertips together in front of his chest in a very patient pose, like a parent speaking to a child, "And do you always clean yourself and do your makeup before you exercise, or clean? You think that after exercising and cleaning that you wouldn't need to bathe and redo your makeup afterward? Do you not sweat like every other person on the planet?"
Violet felt bad that she had forgotten about her daily chores, and she felt a little bit ashamed. At least she would have, but James just kept going. It was bad enough she was being chastised but she didn't need to hear it twenty different times.
"I'm sorry James but you don't need to treat me like a child, I'll do mmyeeiiiiiighhhhhhhh!!"
The hot electricity shot through her body and stunned her into silence. She stood there as the jolts shot through her body leaving nothing but pain and heat in their wake.
The shock ended and she was left to raggedly try to catch her breath and recover. When she could see straight again, James had a sad look on his face. It was one of disappointment. He didn't say anything but turned around and left the room.
Violet felt horrible. If she hadn't felt like a child before, she did now. She wanted to chase after him and apologize for being rude. She couldn't even bring up the feelings she had towards him when she snapped back at him for what he was saying. All she wanted to do was apologize, but he was gone.
