Her Whore

“Well, I like to dress my men up, make them look like hookers. It really turns me on!”, she put great emphasis on the last part.

I had never considered this before, but I was open to anything to get as far with her as I could. “How could I refuse you.” was my reply.

“It will take some work, can I do what I want, or will you stop me?”, again that devilish little grin.

“Do what you want, I am your Barbie doll.”, I grinned at her.

She led me into the bathroom and had me take a hot shower. She handed me a creme and told me to cover my body in it, what I could’nt reach she did for me. I felt it sting a little and after a few minutes she had me shower again. My eyes popped as I saw all of my body hair in the bottom of the tub. The feeling of the water, soap and washcloth against my now smooth skin was amazing. To say I was turned on was evident by my hard-on!

I stepped out of the shower and she dried me off and handed me a silk dressing gown. She led me back into the bedroom and sat me down at her make-up table. “Now, what kind of hooker do I want you to be?” she said to herself. “I know!” She would not let me watch as she put on foundation, eye shadow and liner. Blush, lipstick, lipliner, mascara and powder finished whatever she was doing to me. Next she applied nail polish to my finger and toenails, all in a light pink color.

She went to her dresser and returned with a handful of things and had me stand up and take off the dressing gown. A pair of pale pink, satin panties were pulled up my legs, followed by a matching corset that had lace trim on it. I sat on the bed as she rolled the stockings up my legs, they felt wonderful and gave my legs a look I never thought they would have. She gave my crotch a squeeze and stood up and went into her closet.

When she came out she had a very short pink mini dress. She had me lift my arms in the air and she pulled it over me. It was a little tight, but that was how she wanted it when I mentioned it. The neckline finished where my corset started and ended just below my stockings! The back was a sheer material that may as well not have been there for what it covered! Next she brought out a pair of 4″ matching pink heels and led me to the mirror.