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 For Sasha This story contains sexual situations that should not be read by
anyone who is either not old enough to do so or who would be offended if
they did.

   This story is copyright Amanda 2003 (C) please do not reproduce this
work without my prior approval as it is close to my heart.

  
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   It had been the biggest mistake in all of her 34 years of life Sharon
knew as she pulled up outside the address she had been given.  Sharon had
agonised for days about what to do.  They had given her a week and that
timeframe ended now.  During those fateful 7 days she had phoned everyone,
family, friends, mere acquaintances even the bank; who's manager had almost
laughed her out of his office despite, or maybe because of her attempts to
make it obvious she would 'do anything' to get the $150,000 she owed.

   'How could I have been so stupid?' Sharon asked her self for the
150,000th time.  Alright she was lonely and earning only just enough to get
by after that pig of a husband had left her to bring up a child all on her
own.  A child who would not have been here had it not been for the second
biggest mistake of her life nearly 17 years ago.  So when a young
attractive man had entered her life that evening as she worked as a
croupier at the black jack table, she forgot that she was nearly old enough
to be his mom.  Sharon was, quite rightly, still very proud of her looks
that regularly brought admiring glances but more and more only from men
older rather than younger than herself.  The uniform of the casino of white
blouse, check waistcoat and short black skirt over black pantyhose
flattered Sharon's body more than it would have most women of her age and
her long auburn hair was often described as her best feature.  Still she
should have known not to trust the too perfect man.

   She had resisted his suggestion for weeks explaining to him about how
difficult it would be with the cameras covering the tables all the time let
alone the constant attention of the pit bosses.  But with his usual
smoothness and flattering talk he had convinced her it would be OK.  And
indeed that first night it had been; he walked away from the table a
thousand dollars to the good.  Oh how they enjoyed that meal at Juno's, the
very best champagne and the sex that night was better than Sharon had known
for years.  The next night it had been 2 thousand then 4.  Sharon had said
that she was sure the casino was on to her about the losses her table was
making, well not exactly losses but certainly the profits were down.  He'd
agreed to give it a rest for a while and didn't visit the casino for the
next week.  Then on that fateful night she'd finished early and on entering
her front room found him with his arm around her daughter Jane's shoulder,
one hand on her lap and 2 large glasses of red wine on the table in front
of them.

   Sharon hit the roof calling her daughter 'a no good slut', regretting it
as soon as the words left her lips but wanting to protect her from the kind
of filth that would end up getting her pregnant at 16 then leaving her
alone with a small child.  Her anger, and fists were directed primarily at
the creep who had wormed his way into their impoverished but happy lives.
She threw him out with venomous curses ringing in his ears and then turned
once more on her daughter.  Despite the fact that she had been 'burdened'
with Jane at too young an age Sharon truly loved her and just wished she'd
inherited more of her looks from Sharon rather than her father.  Sharon of
course thought of her as beautiful but her 'friends' called her 'plain
Jane'.  She wasn't by any stretch of the imagination ugly and her 5 foot 4
slim body and blonde hair almost down to the small of her back certainly
spoke of elegance but her clean fresh face just didn't shout 'gorgeous'. 
Sharon had tried, oh how she'd tried, to make Jane make 'more of herself'
but Jane just didn't seem interested.  And now she was sitting on her
mothers worn out old sofa making out with her mom's boyfriend. 
'Ex-boyfriend' Sharon corrected herself.

   Sharon thought that was the end of it, but 2 nights later he strolled up
to her table, bold as brass and signalled for her to start the 'whammy
deal' as he termed it.  Sharon had just continued to deal normally slowly
reducing his stack of chips, trying to decide whether to notify the pit
boss.  This option however was denied her as he said sotto voce.  "Do it or
I spill the beans and then go round to your house and screw the arse off
your little plain Jane." Sharon wanted to scream but couldn't because of
the overhead microphones.  And so he started to win again.  Sharon thought
that when he got to 2 thousand he'd stop then maybe at 20K but he didn't,
and as his pile increased more and more spectators gathered round.  Sharon
could feel the beads of sweat forming on her temples as she glanced at the
clock and realised she still had 10 minutes left before she was replaced.
With the knowledge that he would win 2 out of 3 hands even taking into
account the plant that was playing like a complete novice in the final seat
he kept increasing the bets.  By the time Sharon's replacement dealer
appeared he had 150,000 big ones which he scooped up and headed for the
cash window to the applause of all the other, mainly unsuccessful, punters.

   On her way to the staff rest room Sharon found herself accompanied by 2
bit bosses in their expensive grey suits and earpieces.  "Mr McKinley would
like a word with you." The suit on the right said and Sharon's heart
skipped several beats as she allowed herself to be escorted to the office
of the 'Director of Security'.

   "Ah come in Sharon, please take a seat." the heavy set but muscular
chief greeted her as the door was opened by suit number 2 whilst the other
guided Sharon by the elbow into the room and closed the door behind her. 
Sharon glanced over her shoulder and realised there was no handle on this
side.

   "I'm sorry that we've never had the chance to meet before." Mr McKinley
said in an avuncular way that still made Sharon wish that she never had met
him.

   "But certain." Mr McKinley continued.  "Shall we say anomalies have
recently been brought to my attention and I thought you might be able to
shed some light on them." Mr McKinley obviously had a sense of timing for
no sooner had the words left his lips than the office lights dimmed and
Sharon could see the large TV behind Mr McKinley's desk spring to life
showing an aerial view of Sharon's blackjack table.

   "I know I lost heavily tonight, sir." Sharon started to explain but
stopped as the view zoomed in on her hands and slowed allowing even the
most stupid person to see how the 'Whammy Deal' worked.

   "You see my problem, Sharon" Mr McKinley said still playing the
concerned uncle.  "The casino, whose security I am entrusted with, lost
$150,000 tonight and unfortunately my men were unable to detain your
accomplice.  So I am left with only one source of recompense.  You!"

   Sharon tried to explain about her daughter and how that lowlife had
threatened to violate her but Mr McKinley was apparently not interested. 
"I have a reputation to maintain." Mr McKinley said stopping Sharon, who
was only too well aware of the 'Doberman's' reputation, in mid track.

   "If I can't catch the person with the money my only option is to get it
from you.  I don't suppose you have that kind of cash on you?" Mr McKinley
said thoughtfully, and Sharon let him know his assumption was correct by
starting to sob.

   "Here." Mr McKinley said passing Sharon a handkerchief.  "Can't abide a
woman who sobs so easily."

   Sharon dabbed her eyes noticing the mascara smudges on the pure white
linen as she said.  "I don't have that kind of money anywhere."

   "That's too bad." The Doberman replied.  "You have a week to find it, if
not we will take your daughter."

   "My daughter?  Oh please I'm begging you don't hurt my little girl. 
Kill me, anything only please don't hurt her."

   "How would killing you, or for that matter hurting your daughter get us
back the money you stole?" Mr McKinley asked sounding genuinely surprised
at either idea despite the number of times he had heard it in the last 30
odd years.

   "We operate, in addition to this and other casino's, several, lets say
legitimate businesses.  In fact we own one of the largest stables of models
outside of Paris.  If you can't find the money then you will bring your
daughter to Gemini's where she will be assessed as to her modelling
potential.  Believe me Sharon your daughter could probably clear this
little debt in a few weeks tops if she is any good.  If not then we will
have to explore other avenues.  Of course if you can raise the money then
we will say nothing more about this little episode"

   Sharon decided there and then that she most certainly didn't want to
explore any avenues and especially no alleyways with this man.  Mr McKinley
pressed a button on his desk and the door was opened by the suit outside.

   "If we do not hear from you within 7 days saying you have the money then
you will come to this address with your daughter." Mr McKinley said as he
passed a brown envelope to Sharon.  "You can tell her it is a surprise
present for her 16th birthday.  Which I believe, is in exactly 7 days
time."

   There and then Sharon decided that no matter what, she would raise the
money even as Mr McKinley said to the bald headed suit with no neck. 
"Please escort Sharon off the premises.  Any personal possessions will be
waiting for her at the exit."

   Sharon had almost expected to be stripped of her uniform but she was
simply taken down the back stairs handed a plastic bag containing the
meagre contents of her locker and shown out into the parking lot.

   During the following week as Sharon tried in vane to raise the money
that dip shit had cost her, she went time and again to the brochure that
had been in the envelope she was given.

   It was very professionally produced the front cover bore the title

   "Miss Amanda Levres Presents"

   Gemini's

   Modelling Makeovers

   We make dreams come true.

   The company logo reflected the Gemini theme and was a silhouette of 2
women with long flowing hair standing legs akimbo arms around each others
waist.  Smiling out from the cover was a beautiful young brunette all lips
and eyes, chin resting demurely on her shoulder as she turned to the
camera, her makeup subtle but striking.

   On the first page was a 'Letter from our owner'

   Dear Potential Model,

   Please let me introduce myself to you.  I am Miss Amanda Levres the
founder and sole proprietor of Gemini's, a small but well respect company
in the modelling world.  Our attention to detail and ability to find just
the right girl for the right job is renowned throughout the industry. 
Despite my obviously French name I am in fact English and moved here a
couple of years ago after spending several rewarding years as a teacher at
a Private School for young ladies.

   So what do you get out of a visit to Gemini's?  Quite simply a
thoroughly relaxing and invigorating day.  Our sessions last a full 4
hours, and, at the end, one of our professional photographers will take
some portfolio shots that you can use when applying to model agencies. 
During your stay with us we will transform you, your hair, clothes, makeup
all done by highly qualified and dedicated technicians.  We insist that all
visitors are accompanied by their parents or guardians who can watch their
charges undergoing their transformation.

   How much does all this cost?  Nothing, nil, zip.  Our services are
provided free of charge including the final photos.

   So what do Gemini's get out of it, I hear you ask.  Well all we ask is
that during your stay you give us your 100% cooperation.  If we decide that
you are not complying with our requests we reserve the right to terminate
the session.  Once you have seen your portfolio then, if we think it
appropriate, we may offer you an exclusive contract with us, if not you are
free to use the photos however you like.  Simple as that.

   So what do you have to lose?  At worst you will have wasted 4 hours and
at best it could be the start of a whole new you.  You will feel like a new
woman every minute of the day.

   Amanda Levres

   'There must be a catch.' Sharon had thought but as she read through the
brochure and the glowing comments from some previous 'visitors', some,
though not all of whom now worked exclusively for Gemini, she began to
convince herself that it really was too good to be true.  Something in that
statement had nagged at the back of her mind but she had ignored it.

   'So I either put myself into hock for the rest of my life,' Sharon
thought to herself.  'Or I let Jane spend a day being Pampered and Preened,
Cosseted and Cared for, Treated and Transformed.' The author of the
brochure obviously had a thing for alliteration.

   By the end of the 6th day, the day before Jane's 16th birthday Sharon
gave up the fight and sitting next to Jane passed her the now well thumbed
brochure saying.  "As I lost my job, Honey, I couldn't get you anything
special for your birthday but I thought this would be a nice treat.  Even
if you don't want to go into modelling at least you will have a nice day
and the photos."

   Jane wasn't keen but knew how much her mom worried about money now that
she was unemployed and it might be kind of fun, it wouldn't hurt to pretend
she was thrilled.  "Thanks mom." Jane said kissing Sharon on the cheek. 
"When am I booked in?"

   "Tomorrow." Sharon said with a false smile.  "It will be a really
special day for you, Honey."

   The instructions at the back of the brochure had insisted that the
visitor not wear any makeup on arrival and that they should dress casually
as Gemini's and Miss Levres personally wanted them to relax and really
enjoy their special day.  So in a shortish pink skirt and white cotton
sleeveless blouse Jane got into the car with Sharon for the 10 minute
drive.

   Sharon however had made a distinct effort and wore a white satin silk
blouse that displayed her still firm cleavage, a black knee length skirt
that was split up to mid thigh almost showing her black stocking tops. 
'There's no way I'm going to dress down and have all those snotty nosed
'technicians' looking down their noses at me.' Sharon had said to herself
as she applied a final coat of gloss to her lips.

   Gemini's occupied a large shop front with the window blacked out and the
company logo and name in white across it.  "You ready, Honey?" Sharon asked
and Jane smiled thinly and got out of the car, crossed the street with her
mom and entered Gemini's.

   The inside of the building was exactly what Sharon had been expecting,
all concealed lighting and pictures of beautiful young women in similar
short depth of field pictures to the one on the front of the brochure.  The
reception area was sparsely furnished with a desk and 2 steel framed chairs
in front.

   "Welcome to Gemini's." A voice said and Jane and Sharon both turned to
the desk and saw a young woman in a white short sleeved dress that zipped
up the front and had red piping around the neck and sleeves.  A name badge
on her left breast informed the world that she was Candy Albright. 
Receptionist.  "Please take a seat and we will go through the paperwork,
tedious I know but essential all the same." Candy continued with a warm
smile indicating the chairs in front of her desk.  After taking their names
and checking the appointments book Candy passed a piece of paper to each of
Sharon and Jane and explained that it was their contracts for the day.

   Sharon glanced at the close type and knowing she really had no choice
signed it and passed it back to Candy.  Jane would have liked to spend a
little longer reading the details but followed her mothers lead and signed
and passed it over.  With a warm smile Candy said "Thank you.  Now if you
would please wait here," as she stood and left mom and daughter sitting in
an awkward silence.

   "May I add my own special welcome." A warm English accent said behind
them.  Sharon and Jane both turned in their chairs to face the owner of the
voice.  Dressed similarly to Candy stood a woman whose name badge bore the
title 'Amanda Levres.  Owner'

   Sharon wondered whether Amanda's dress had been sprayed on.  Where
Candy, who now stood just behind her employer wore a white dress Amanda's
was the deepest emerald green.  It came to mid thigh but the zip started a
good 4 inches higher and stopped exactly in line with her nipples that
could be clearly seen through the tight slightly shiny material.  Her long
red hair was worn loose and fell in a cascade over her shoulders.  Her
makeup was exquisite emphasising her deep green eyes and full red lips both
of which smiled at the two women before her.  Sharon let her eyes wander in
admiration up Amanda's slightly glistening legs from her black strappy
stiletto heeled sandals to the hem of her dress.

   "If Jane would like to go with Candy, I'd like a few moments alone with
Sharon." Amanda said as Candy stepped forward, took hold of Jane's hand and
led her out through the door.  Alone with Amanda Levres, Sharon found
herself feeling very vulnerable and tried for some reason to avoid eye
contact with the tall redhead.  "I'm so pleased to meet you, Sharon."
Amanda said, her voice like liquid.  "Mr McKinley told me all about your
little problem.  But don't worry I'm sure we can turn your little girl into
a valuable asset, in fact I have decided to oversee the whole operation
from start to finish.  Would you like to watch?  Of course you would.  Lets
go to my office; we can watch her from there together."

   Sharon hadn't seen Amanda move her hand but she found herself holding it
and being led compliantly by Amanda out of the reception into a long
corridor.  Despite it's length there were only 3 doors one just outside the
reception which was white and on the same side at the other end one that
was red and a green one facing them.  It was to this latter one that Amanda
led Sharon by the hand.  "Please come in." Amanda said as she opened the
door and Sharon meekly obeyed.  The room was comfortable and there was a
large desk with a padded leather top which was completely bare behind which
was a large black leather swivel chair and in front a smaller chair. 
Against one wall was a 3-seater black leather couch and a small glass
coffee table.

   The whole of the wall behind the desk was covered in TV monitors
surrounding a large gas plasma screen.  Currently all the screens were
blank.  "Please take a seat, Sharon." Amanda said as she sat in the chair
behind the desk.  Again without words Sharon complied.

   "Shall we see how our little girl is getting on?" Amanda asked as she
pressed a button under the table and the screens behind her flickered into
life.  Each one showed a different a view of the same room, plain white
walls a black leather couch like you would find in a doctors surgery only
at least twice as wide.  It was on this that Jane sat, her clothes replaced
with a short white satin silk dressing gown.  The main screen held a view
from Jane's side looking down the length of the table from top to bottom,
the others all centred on Jane, from behind, above even one that appeared
to be looking upwards.  "We have to see how a girl looks from all angles if
we are to offer them a contract." Amanda explained in answer to the
question Sharon was certain she hadn't asked.  Amanda stood and said "Why
don't you sit here you'll get a much better view."

   Almost as soon as Sharon was seated and Amanda had slowly turned the
chair to face the video wall Sharon saw Jane turn her head and her lips
moved as if speaking.  "Here let me get the sound." Amanda said standing
behind Sharon and pressing another button.

   "Yes, please miss if you don't mind." A female voice with a slightly
oriental accent said.  A little gingerly Jane untied the belt holding the
robe closed just as the owner of the voice came into view on the screens.
Dressed exactly like Candy in white but without the red piping and straight
shoulder length jet-black hair, the young oriental stood behind Jane and
helped her remove the robe.  Sharon flushed seeing her daughter's naked
body but was quietly pleased with the overall effect.

   "Lie down on your front please, Miss.  By the way, Miss I'm Ami, and
I'll be your masseuse."

   With a little effort Jane managed to lie down as instructed.  "Sasha,
who will be your makeup artist, said she thought your eyes looked a little
red and puffy, Miss, so she asked if I would let you wear these during your
massage, they will soothe your eyes." Ami said holding out a blue gel
filled eye mask.  Jane did a sort of horizontal shrug and reached out but
Ami said as she slipped the cool mask over Jane's eyes and the elasticated
loops over her ears to hold the mask in place.  "That's alright, Miss. 
I'll do it for you."

   Ami returned to the foot of the couch and one of the side cameras zoomed
in on Ami's hands that, for a masseuse, had surprisingly long bright red
fingernails that were removing the stopper from a small glass vessel that
contained a viscous amber fluid.

   "This will feel nice and warm, Miss." Ami said as she poured out some
the fluid on to the soles of Jane's feet.  Jane just about managed not to
flinch as the liquid flowed down her feet and onto the leather couch. 
"Just relax, Miss." Ami said softly.  "It will feel so much better that
way."

   Looking directly into the main camera Ami started to silently pull down
the zip of her dress.

   "What the.." Sharon gasped and would have stood had it not been for the
fact that at that precise moment and timed to perfection, Amanda had leant
over and with a 2 inch wide leather strap between her hands pulled Sharon
back against the chair and in no time flat secured it well out of reach of
Sharon's pinned arms.

   "Now I told you Mr McKinley had explained to me all about your problems
and he said that you were to watch as we transform your daughter." Amanda
said as she came around in front of Sharon and with 2 more strips of
leather bound her wrists to the arms of the chair.  Sharon tried
desperately to swing the chair but found it was now rooted to the spot.  As
Amanda knelt and bound Sharon's ankles Sharon saw Ami pour some of the oil
over her small pert breasts and smoothed it over them, her fingernails
scraping against the skin, all the time her eyes fixed on the main camera,
the tip of her tongue moistening her glossed red lips.  "Just relax now,
Miss." Ami said as she started to knead the soles of Jane's feet.

   "Just relax, Miss as you feel me massaging away all your tension.  Just
a little more oil, Miss to make you relaxed and sleepy." Ami crooned in
time with her massage before pouring more of the warm oil on the back of
Jane's legs.  With long smooth movements from Jane's knees to her ankles
Ami smoothed the oil all over the back Jane's calves making them glisten.
Ami at the top of her stroke let her nipples press against the soles of
Jane's feet all the time telling Jane how she should relax.

   "Just keep nice and relaxed, Miss." Amy intoned as she climbed up on to
the couch her knees either side of Jane's calves and applied more oil, this
time to the back of Jane's thighs.  With slow easy movements Ami lubricated
Jane's thighs before moving on to the small of her back dragging the oil
slowly up over Jane's buttocks, her long finger nails sliding across Jane's
oiled skin.

   In Amanda's office tears were starting to roll down Sharon's cheeks, the
same cheeks that Amanda was currently stroking with her own nails in the
same rhythm as Ami.  "I'll leave you to your thought's, Honey." Amanda said
and without another word left the room.  For the first couple of minutes
Sharon struggled against her restraints until she saw the door behind Ami
open and the unmistakable Amanda enter, treating Sharon to a beaming, if
somewhat wicked smile.  By now Ami was sitting on Jane's thighs, her knees
level with Jane's breasts and was leaning forward, the heels of her hands
manipulating Jane's shoulders as Jane rested her cheek on her hands. 
Amanda stood beside the back of Jane's head and with gentle movements
brushed Jane's hair with her hands as she all but whispered.  "Does that
feel nice, Honey?  Letting Ami oil and smooth your skin, making it glisten,
making you warm and relaxed."

   "Mmmm." Was all Jane could manage in reply.

   "Good girl, Honey.  I think Ami has finished your back why don't you
roll over for us so we can do your front together."

   With an acrobats grace, Ami vaulted off the table not touching Jane at
all and landed almost silently on the balls of her feet.  Jane reached up
to remove the eye mask through which she could only see vague shapes and
those were all blue.  Amanda stopped her with her hand and a whispered. 
"No, Honey.  Leave the eye mask on it will help to relax you.  You are nice
and relaxed aren't you, Honey." It was a statement not a question but even
still Jane managed a weary "Yes, very relaxed."

   "Good girl, Honey." Amanda encouraged as she and Ami helped to turn Jane
on to her front continuing to soothe her saying.  "This warm oil is so
heady isn't it, Honey.  Such a warm relaxing feel and a soft perfume."

   Ami picked up the jar once more and drizzled it first on Jane's stomach
and then on her calves.  In perfect unison both women placed their hands on
Jane's skin, Amanda on the midriff Ami her shins.

   Sharon watched and despite her disgust at what was happening to her and
her only daughter found herself in tune with her daughters obviously
mounting arousal, the way her body moved beneath the hands of her two
violators.  Amanda moving her hands all round Jane's stomach from top of
her mound to just below her breasts, Ami already at mid thigh letting her
lubricated hands slide between Jane's legs that opened slightly as if of
their own volition.  As Amanda's hands slid up Jane's sides and started to
cup Jane's young firm breasts Jane let out a small gasp.  "Shush, Honey. 
Just relax everything is going just as planned you just lie there and let
me and Ami prepare you."

   Jane simply sighed her agreement and returned to her dozy light-headed
state of arousal almost unaware as Amanda said.  "You are doing so well,
Honey now just stay nice and calm whilst Ami sees to your bikini line. 
That's OK isn't it, Honey she is very good you just relax just listen to my
voice and feel my fingers massaging you." Amanda's hands slid over Jane's
hard nipples sending waves of pleasure through her body.  At the same time
Ami took up a small pair of electric clippers and even before Jane realised
what was happening had trimmed the whole of her soft downy pubic hair and
was applying a more oil to the remaining stubble.

   Sharon was horrified as she saw Ami pick up a cutthroat razor and
applied it to Jane's well lubricated skin as Amanda continued to say soft
reassuring words as her hands distracted Jane.  If you had told Sharon that
she could sit tied to a chair watching two women doing unspeakable things
to her daughter and the main thought running through her head would be how
she wished she had allowed herself to be seduced by her neighbour that hot
sticky afternoon she would have laughed in your face.  The reality however
was different.

   Ami certainly was a good pussy barber, even with Jane's increasingly
violent movement in response to Amanda's words and massage, helped by the
oily leather of the couch, she was done in a blink without any cuts and
amazingly without any stray clippings sticking to Jane's glistening skin.

   Jane was close, she wanted to touch herself as she did sometimes in the
shower, but she knew she couldn't what would these people think of her if
she did she kept trying to just move her pussy as she felt Ami oiling the
last part of her body but the fingers always seemed to just miss the place
she most wanted them to touch.  Just as these thoughts found a place within
her mind both sets of fingers vanished and Jane felt her body slump back
onto the couch as Amanda said.  "All done now, Honey.  Ami will take you to
the next session." Then looking directly into the main camera added.  "I'll
just go and see how your mom is getting on."

   This roused Sharon somewhat and she tried once more to break free of her
bonds but the effort was, of course, futile.  And as Ami was helping a
slightly shaken but glistening Jane down from the couch still wearing the
blue gel eye mask, Sharon heard the door open behind her.

   Normally Sharon would have screamed defiance but even she knew when she
was beaten.  "Please don't hurt my little girl." She sobbed.

   "Of course I wont hurt her, silly." Amanda said as she stood behind
Sharon watching Ami help the visually impaired young girl into a new robe,
same as the old but light pink instead of white.  Ami took Jane's hand,
opened the door and led her into the next room and the cameras flicked to
the new location seamlessly.  This room was similar to the first except
painted the same colour pink as Jane's new robe and the dresses of the 2
women waiting inside.  Instead of the couch there was a large black leather
hairdressing chair and a small circular stool.  A metal trolley stood to
the side of the chair covered by a pink cloth.  Behind the chair, in such a
position that if the chair were reclined the person in the seat's head
would reach it was a ceramic sink with a leather padded indent.

   "Rebekah, this is Miss Jane." Ami said a little formally as if
addressing a senior.

   "Thank you, Ami.  I'm sure Mistress Amanda will be pleased with your
work.  You may report to Kitty now for your reward."

   Ami smiled lasciviously and left Jane with the Rebekah.

   "So.  Nice and relaxed, Miss?" Rebekah asked as she led Jane to the
chair and helped her in putting her feet on the footrest.  "Here let me
take those." Rebekah said lifting the eye mask.

   Jane blinked, her eyes so accustomed to the blue that the overwhelming
pink almost blinded her.  "Don't worry honey, Just close your eyes a little
while I do your hair and Melanie will see to your nails, full pedicure and
manicure.

   Jane felt hands positioning her feet on the footrest as the chair was
spun slowly through 180 degrees and then the back reclined and the footrest
moved up.  "That's right, Miss." Rebekah said as she let Jane's hair fall
into the sink.  The chair lowered until Jane's neck was supported on the
leather padding around the sink.  "Keep your eyes closed, Miss." Rebekah
instructed.  "We wouldn't want you getting soap in your eyes." Rebekah
continued as she started to wet Jane's long hair, the water at just the
right temperature.  Jane felt Melanie lift her hand and place it on
Melanie's thigh and Jane was very aware of the silkiness of Melanie's hose.
Jane almost expected to hear Melanie 'tut tut' when she inspected her
nibbled nails but she didn't and Jane soon felt the light abrasiveness of
an Emery board smoothing the edges then rough up the surface of each nail.

   "That's right, Miss." Rebekah soothed as she started to massage in the
shampoo, gradually bringing more of the hair into her hands as her fingers
brought up the lather.  Jane had always enjoyed having her hair washed and
quite often found herself almost dropping off to sleep, even without the
hairdresser telling her how relaxing it was and so she drifted not aware of
Melanie cementing the false nails before moving to Jane's feet and, after
rubbing them with moisturiser, trimmed, filed and painted her nails,
something Jane had never done.

   Watching from Amanda's office Sharon found Amanda standing behind her,
Amanda's hands gently massaging her breasts all the time whispering how
they were going to transform Sharon's little girl and how lovely she will
look when they were done.  Sharon didn't even notice Amanda undoing the
button of her blouse until she felt the fingers touching her bare flesh,
her nipples hardening in response to Amanda's expert touch.

   Rebekah was now lightly drying Jane's hair as the door opened and a
blonde in a light blue dress entered.  "The eyes are still a little puffy."
The new woman said and Jane opened her eyes just as another cool gel mask,
this time lemon in colour, was placed over her eyes preventing her seeing
Rebekah kiss the newcomer passionately before breaking and saying with a
wicked grin.  "Thank you, Sasha." I wont be long then she will be all
yours."

   Melanie had finished the pedicure and once more turned her attention to
the false nails on Jane's fingers, filing them almost to a point a good 2
inches in length, before starting to paint them a fiery red to match her
toenails.

   Rebekah quickly and expertly cut and layered Jane's hair before taking
sections of hair applying mousse and then wrapping each section around a
hot roller.  When all the rollers were in place Rebekah took a hand held
hairdryer and blow-dried Jane's hair.

   Rebekah and Melanie finished their tasks at precisely the same time and
Rebekah covered her work with a large shower cap.

   "All done, Miss." Rebekah said brushing a few stray hairs from the back
of Jane's neck then helping Jane to her feet.  "Here let me change your
robe, don't want any loose hair clippings getting on your nice oiled skin
do we." Rebekah said as she untied the belt.  Jane's hands went to help but
Melanie caught hold of her wrists saying.  "your nail varnish isn't dry
yet, Miss, just leave it to Rebekah." Jane allowed Rebekah to remove her
robe and replace it with a light blue one to match the colour of the next
room and Sasha's dress who entered the room and after exchanging another
lingering kiss with Rebekah took Jane by the hand and led her to the makeup
room.

   Sharon tried desperately not to get aroused but during the whole time
that Rebekah and Melanie had been working on Jane Amanda had been sensually
stroking her, kissing her ears and neck and whispering about how beautiful
Jane would look.

   The blue room was a mirror of the previous room and Sasha led Jane to
the chair, placing her hands palm down on the arm rests to protect the
quickly drying varnish.  "Just your makeup to do now, Miss." Sasha informed
Jane.  "Then it's on to the photos.  Now keep your eyes closed until I tell
you to open them." Sasha said as she removed Jane's eye mask and seated
herself next to Jane.

   The video in Amanda's office showed only the back of Jane's chair and
the front of Sasha who looked directly into the hidden camera and blew a
soft pouting kiss.

   "First we need a little moisturiser." Sasha explained as she took a soft
sponge and applied a liberal coat of white creamy fluid to Jane's skin
working it softly in.

   "Now for a little foundation." Sasha continued as she dabbed panstick to
Jane's pure skin and then took a sponge and spread it evenly, taking care
not to leave a line around her neck.  Sasha repeated the process twice more
until she was satisfied that the base was smooth and even.

   "I just need to trim your eyebrows a little, Miss." Sasha said as she
set to with a pair of tweezers shaping the brows into a straight line that
arched back down a third from the end.  Taking a brown eyebrow pencil Sasha
emphasised the line applying a little hair gel to fix them.

   "Just relax, Miss whilst I do your eyes now.  Don't worry about a thing,
Miss just feel the brush skimming across your nice relaxed eyes."

   Sasha used a soft brush and light blue shadow that she gradually built
up, stroke by stroke, ensuring both eyes matched perfectly.  The colour
although quite deep was nevertheless quite subtle, unlike the thick black
liner Sasha used to emphasise the outline of Jane's eyes.

   "Keep nice and still now, Miss." Sasha instructed as she trimmed Jane's
lashes before applying a little glue to the back of her hand and cut a
strip of false lashes into individual pieces and, after dragging them
through the glue, applied them at regular interval along Jane's eyelid,
putting 4 extra long ones in the outside corners before applying 3 layers
of self curl mascara.

   "You are doing so well, Miss." Sasha encouraged "Just your lips now. 
And your hair to finish"

   Right on cue the door opened and Rebekah entered and complimented her
lover on her work as she removed the cap from Jane's hair a started to
remove the rollers, using a comb to tease out the new curls that pulled the
hair away from Jane's forehead then swept down along the right side of her
face flicking out level with her eye, the left-hand side curling back away
from her face.  The rest of her hair was a mass of soft waves, tapering to
her neck.

   With a lip liner Sasha outlined Jane's lips, just outside her natural
lip line then using a lip brush she filled in the lips up to their new
line. This was repeated several times gradually building up the colour and
fullness of Jane's lips.  Once Sasha was satisfied with the depth of colour
she took some gloss and applied it sparingly to the top lip, heavier on the
bottom making Jane's lips appear fuller.

   To seal the makeup Sasha applied a little powder with her softest brush
before a final touch of blusher to accentuate Jane's cheekbones.

   "There." Sasha said sitting back and admiring her handy work. 
"Finished."

   "Can I see?" Jane asked intrigued with how she might look.

   "Two seconds, Miss." Sasha responded and licked the tip of a black
eyebrow pencil and applied it to Jane's left cheek, slightly to the side
and equidistant between Jane's nose and mouth.  At the same time Rebekah
applied a liberal coating of hairspray, fixing the new waves.

   "Perfect." Rebekah said admiring the new woman before them.

   "You ready to see then, Miss?" Sasha asked knowing the response.  Even
though Jane had only agreed to come to the salon to please her Mom she did
want to see what 'could be made of her' and so responded enthusiastically.

   "Ok, Miss Keep your eyes closed till I turn the chair."

   Sharon watched the screen as the chair was slowly turned and would have
being giving it her full attention had it not been for Amanda kneeling
beside her bound body, mouth surrounding her nipple and a hand down her
skirt and panties playing with her lips and clit.  For the past 5 minutes,
as Sasha and Rebekah worked their magic on Jane, so Amanda had worked hers
on Sharon keeping her just on the verge of climax.

   As the chair completed its turn and Sasha said "Ok Miss you can open
your eyes now." Amanda slid her fingers deep inside Sharon allowing her the
release she craved.

   Jane opened her eyes and found herself looking at a large TV screen on
which Marilyn Monroe sat in an identical chair to her own.  In truth it was
only when she realised that the 2 women flanking the chair were Rebekah and
Sasha did it dawn on her that the image, identical to the one Sharon
watched as Amanda finger fucked her to a second climax, was her.

   "Wow!" Jane said her mouth puckering in at Monroe pout.

   "Pleased?" Sasha asked indulgently.

   "Wow!" Jane responded as she looked down at the fire engine red nails
and wiggled her fingers as if to confirm that they actually did belong to
her hands.

   "Its fantastic, I would never have believed you could do this." Jane
gasped in her excitement.

   "Just wait till Carla has taken your photos." Sasha said with a knowing
smile as she helped Jane out of the chair and through the door out of the
makeup room.

   Jane found herself standing in a Photo studio, all white sheets,
umbrella flashlights and cameras.  Several pieces of furniture and props
lay around, and against one wall was a rack on which hung various items of
clothing.  The centre of the room was dominated by a double bed with a
large Teddy bear propped up against the pillows.  Attending to one of the
cameras was a young girl of about eighteen, short with long black hair and
wearing a white t-shirt and leather trousers.  Hunched over a table,
apparently examining negatives, was a woman with spiky blonde hair who wore
a matching outfit to the brunette.  "This is Sally." Rebekah said
indicating the girl with the camera who smiled prettily.

   "And this is Carla, she'll be your photographer for the day." Sasha
continued for Rebekah as only a lover can.

   Hearing her name Carla looked round, her elbows still rooted to the
table.  "White dress, white sandals." She said before turning her attention
once more to the negatives.  'How very rude.' Jane thought to herself as
she allowed Sasha and Rebekah to lead her to the rack of clothes.

   'They are obviously sticking to the Marilyn theme.' Jane thought to
herself as Rebekah found a white halter neck dress with a below the knee
full circle skirt.  Rebekah and Sasha removed Jane's robe and helped her
into the snug fitting dress.  Jane knew there was no way she could have
worn a bra with this but she wasn't wearing knickers either.  "Er what
about panties?" Jane asked Sasha but was replied to by Carla snapping, "No
time.  Were late already."

   Rebekah shrugged at Jane who determined there would be no full spins or
blowing draughts from underneath.

   By now Carla was setting up a camera and directing Sally where she
wanted Jane to stand.  Jane allowed herself to be posed by the cute
brunette until Carla said.  "Clear." Instantly Sally moved out of shot and
the first flashbulb fired.

   Carla obviously reserved any charm she might have had for her models
directing Jane how to stand, praising her and telling her how beautiful she
looked.  If she needed anything from the other 3 women it was done in as
few syllables as possible.  "Hair." "Makeup." "Dress." "Film." Throughout
the 10 minute set Jane never heard Carla say please or thank you once. 
Then as suddenly as it had started Carla barked.  "Blue evening dress and
diamonds." And Jane found herself being undressed once more by Rebekah as
Sasha found the garment Carla wanted and helped her into it.  A large
diamond necklace was fitted around her neck and Rebekah carefully hung long
diamond chain earrings from Jane's lobes as Sasha adjusted the off the
shoulder neckline to display as much bare flesh as was possible.  It was
only at this point that Jane realised she couldn't remember if she had done
a full turn in the white dress and would have blushed if Carla had not
snapped.  "Places."

   Once again the lights flashed as Carla told Jane she was wonderful
asking Jane to give her the 150% smile.  Again the flashes punctuating
Carla's flattery of Jane and orders for the others.  Several times Rebekah
was called upon to fix Jane's hair, or Sasha to reapply some part of Jane's
makeup.

   As the second set ended, and Amanda brought Sharon to her 7th climax,
Amanda suddenly stood just as Carla demanded "White nightie," and Jane
found herself being disrobed once more.  She took one look at the shear
chiffon nightdress Sasha held out to Rebekah and was about to object when
Carla said "Dress." Jane found herself wearing the nightie before she even
realised what had happened.  In fact she hadn't realised when Carla had
started addressing her in the same clipped demanding way she did the other
girls.

   Amanda stood between Sharon and the screen and peeled of her tight
fitting dress revealing her firm breasts and shaved pussy.  She reached
under Sharon's chair just as Carla said "Climb on the bed." "Hug the
Teddy." "Watch Sasha and Rebekah."

   When Amanda stood once more she was fastening the largest black ribbed
strapon dildo Sharon had ever seen and said "I'll have to leave you now.  I
think I will be needed on set soon for the money shot."

   Realisation hit Sharon like a rock and she pleaded.  "You can't use that
on my little girl, she's a virgin you'll tear her.  Please you said you
wouldn't hurt her."

   Hugging the giant teddy Jane looked across and saw that Sasha was
already naked and was now unzipping Rebekah's dress.  They embraced, their
tongues searching each others mouths.

   "Getting excited." Carla instructed.  "Hug the bear." "Make love to the
bear."

   "Join her." Carla said and Sasha and Rebekah broke their embrace and
purposefully walked towards the bed.  The 2 lovers stood at the foot of the
bed as Carla's camera continued to flash.  In perfect unison the girls
knelt on the foot of the bed, then, on all fours, crawled upwards, one
either side of Jane who simply lay there hugging the teddy.  "Seduce her."
Carla stated flatly and Jane felt the bear being taken by Rebekah even as
Sasha started to stroke her thigh bringing back memories of her massage
earlier.

   Sharon continued to plead on behalf of her 'little girl' even though she
was unable to tear her eyes from the scene on the screen in front of her.
"Well." Amanda said as she once more reached under Sharon's chair this time
emerging with a more normal sized pink strapon.  "I suppose you could use
this one."

   Her mind must have been dulled by the days events and her own post
climatic haze for she didn't hear the 'you' at first, then the same rock of
realisation hit her square between the eyes.  "No!" She exclaimed "I can't!
Not with my own daughter!"

   "Its up to you, Honey." Amanda said sounding indifferent.  "Either I do
it with 'Donkey Kong' here or you do it with this, it's your choice, but
either way your little girl gets fucked for the first time today.  If we
don't fuck her how will we know whether to offer her an exclusive contract
or not."

   On the bed Jane simply lay there as Sasha and Rebekah whispered to her
how beautiful she was and how relaxed.  Their fingers stroking Jane's
thighs and her body through the sheer material, their tongues flicking her
earlobes and snaking inside.

   In tears Sharon made one last attempt.  "Please I'm begging you, don't
do this to my lovely little girl.  What can you possibly hope to gain?"
Wrong question to ask but Amanda answered it anyway.

   "Well actually we will clear probably 50k from the video of today alone,
and I turned down an offer of 20k from a woman who wanted to be the first
to deflower her, sight unseen.  But I turned her down wanting that pleasure
myself or the pleasure of seeing you doing it, Honey.

   "And then if we let her hair grow back and dress her in a little blue
dress and white pinafore we can market her as 'Alice In Your Wonderland' or
dye her hair and give her a pair of red shiny shoes; you'd be amazed how
many women would like to play 'Evil witch of the West catches Dorothy.'"

   The rock was obviously on a pendulum and on its way back it struck once
more.  "You're going to turn her into a prostitute!"

   "We already have." Amanda said with a laugh.  "All we need now is the
final act.  So who gets the honour?  Tell you what if you do it she can be
blindfolded."

   Sharon looked once more at the hideously big dildo strapped to Amanda
and with a heart heavier than she thought she could bear said.  "I'll do
it, but you have to promise she will be blindfolded."

   Without even the faintest hint of triumph in her voice Amanda said. 
"Very well." She walked around behind Sharon and pressed a button
underneath the desk and in response to some signal Sharon didn't notice
Carla said "Blindfold."

   Rebekah slid her hand under the pillow and withdrew another gel mask,
this one emerald green and she and Sasha placed it over Jane's eyes and
hooked the elastic loops around her ears.  Jane didn't object, lost as she
was in her rising excitement elicited by the attention of Sasha and
Rebekah.

   Amanda unbound Sharon and stood in front of her, naked except for the
huge dildo and said.  "Strip."

   With shaking hands Sharon removed her clothes and stood as Amanda passed
her the other dildo and watched as Sharon fastened it into place.

   "Come with me." Amanda instructed and led Sharon out of her office and
from the corridor through the red door of the studio.  Carla completely
ignored the newcomers but Sally gave them both a warm smile.

   Trained to perfection as Sharon approached the foot of the bed Rebekah
and Sasha used their legs to spread Jane's opening up her freshly shaven
mound.  Sharon looked at Amanda hoping beyond hope that she would relent
but Amanda simply raised an eyebrow and let her left hand run along the
length of her dildo leaving Sharon in no doubt that if she didn't do this
Amanda certainly would.

   With a heavy heart Sharon approached the foot of the bed.  Acting in
perfect unison Rebekah and Sasha lifted what little protection the skirt of
Jane's nightie provided and kissed her bare midriff, one hand of each
stroking Jane's breasts, the other held out in invitation to Sharon as
their legs further opened Jane's pussy.  Sharon almost involuntarily took
hold of the seducers hands and climbed up onto the bed between Jane's legs,
Rebekah and Sasha removing theirs to allow her unfettered access to her
daughters virgin sex.

   Jane was aware that another person had joined them on the bed and had
she bothered to try and rationalise it she would have assumed it was Carla
whose flashes still registered on her retina though emerald green through
her gel mask, the flashes now regular, firing every 3 seconds.

   As the tip of Sharon's dildo approached Jane's already glistening labia
Rebekah and Sasha let their tongues move up Jane's body until they were
flicking her hard nipples through the transparent material their saliva
soaking the flimsy garment.

   Jane gasped as she felt the tip rest against her lips and would probably
have cried out if Rebekah had not smothered her mouth with her own, her
tongue penetrating deeply and soon feeling Jane's respond.

   Jane lifted her hips taking the head of Sharon's dildo.  'You little
slut!' Sharon thought to herself.  'After all I've told you, you just can't
wait to get a prick inside you!' and pushed.  Even the small dildo met
resistance from Jane's tight vagina and Sharon thanked heaven that she
hadn't let Amanda do this, she would have ruined Jane for life and knew it.
Sharon pulled back letting Jane's juices lubricate the shaft.  Again Jane's
lips parted and the dildo slipped almost halfway in.  It only took 2
further attempts to sink the shaft up to its hilt, pressing the fake testes
against Sharon's lips, the bobbled base stimulating her clit.

   Sharon couldn't look at her daughter's face and as tears of shame rolled
down her face she just concentrated on pumping the dildo deep inside her
little girl.  Like 2 nurses checking a patients condition Rebekah and Sasha
monitored Jane as she moved towards a climax she would never forget.  By
now Jane was matching Sharon's rhythm perfectly, hips lifting as the
phallus pushed forward maximising the pressure on her clit each time.  As
it did for Sharon who despite her self-loathing was finding herself
becoming aroused once more.

   Rebekah noticed the contraction of Jane's nipples and the shortening of
breath and glanced at Sasha who, with a smile, confirmed her lovers
diagnosis and together they placed their mouths beside Jane's ears
whispering.  "Cum for me, honey.  Cum for Mommy." Their tongues flicking
Jane's lobes, then taking the elastic loops in their teeth removed the
blindfold just as Sharon reached her climax.  And so as her body refused to
listen to reason Jane found herself cumming with her mothers tear stained
face filling her vision.