Bad Habits Need Hard Measures
Date: 6/8/2017, Categories: Spanking, Author: ChrissieLecker, Source: LushStories
For the first few weeks working at Joelle’s, my feet never really touched the floor. This was everything I had dreamed of, and more. In case you don’t know about her - though I’d be curious if you didn’t - Joelle’s the woman who turned makeup into a true art. Where others only “applied” lipstick, rouge and eye shadow, she painted with an artist’s skill and turned the plainest women into goddesses, into true artwork. Nobody knew her surname, and nobody needed to. All the big stars flocked to her and grovelled to get appointments. In just a few years, Joelle had made her way from a small town makeup artist to the number one in the country. For her staff, she only picked the best. I had been picked by her. I had been wide-eyed and full of adoration when she met me in person on my first day. And my eyes had grown even wider after she asked about my living arrangements. I told her about commuting one and a half hours in each direction and she just clucked her tongue, told me that she’d have none of that and offered me a room at one of the houses she owned in the best part of town. That’s how I got to live with Becca, a friend of her and just a few years older than me. Becca was a freelance writer and worked from home, which was a nice, modern three-bedroom cottage complete with garden and pool. I immediately fell in love with its chalked, white walls and its high windows with folding shutters. Entering the light-suffused living room with my suitcase trailing behind me, I felt like ...