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Once on a day, my girlfriend came home from the hairdresser. She looked beautiful. She had a perm done. It was rather special, because she normally would have her hair just cut and styled. I complimented hair and told her that she looked great. Her reaction was rather surprising to me. Was this true? Was this really my girlfriend calling for a perm???? Amanda will wash your hair already. She used a shampoo that smelled lovely and took her time. I felled like in heaven and almost forgot why I was in the salon. Then Jenny came over.
I always thought that a perm might suit you. Jenny took a trolley and started to part my hair. She took some small papers and started to wrap my hair on perm rods.
Somehow she seemed to like it. After a while my head was covered with rods. I felled quit stupid and the womenthey where still in the shop although they both where finished, kept looking at me. Before I realised. Jenny started to apply some nasty smelling liquid to the rods and to my hair.
In a matter of time it was soaked and smelled really badly. I felled excited and frightened at the same time. The women kept looking at me and Jenny put some plastic thing around my neck. I looked ridiculous to my own eyes, but at the same time I was excited. This was my dream come true……….
As I sat there, I felt rather helpless. Those women looking at me and two female hairdressers seeming to have a sadistic pleasure in the situation. Strange enough, this was rather exactly what I wished, did my girlfriend know about my secret wish? Was it only the fact that the women never saw a men having a perm? After a while, Jenny started to inspect the Rods. I was asking Jenny.
Let here decide about your fate, after all she is a professional and knows the job. I started to feel more and more uncomfortable.
Those women kept looking at me and I sat there in a chair, surrounded by 4 women. Did my girlfriend know that It would be like this? Did she sat it up? I could only wait.
Then, the door opened! How on earth could this be…….? The young women was ……. My hairdresser from my youth!! Was this coincidence? How could she know that I went for a perm…. I felt rather ashamed, but thinks got worse. What did you think?
You know He came to my salon as a young boy from about 12 years old. My boss learned me how to Wind up a perm in rather short hair. Harry was my study object then. I scared him of I thought, but maybe I might have inspired him to have a perm of his own……. Sounds good to me. Lets finish the Job!!! You must be logged in to post a comment. Hair Stories Your home for hair stories and forums. Mary Blue Eyes ». Leave a Reply Cancel reply You must be logged in to post a comment. Search Site:.Forced perm stories
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