Ballet Class: Mistress’ Command – Part 1 of the series
Ballet Class: Prep for the First Day – Part 2 of the series
Here now is Part 3!
I had a spy at the Ballet Class to watch over you… and to tell me everything that happened. She posed as one of the many mothers there, writing notes about what you did… and did not do… during the hour-long class.
Ballet Class Surprises
From what my spy told me, she said you poked your head in and saw all the girls, thin, wearing spaghetti strapped unitards, tights… and their hair was in buns. She said you took your sweater off so you would look more like the girls, but my spy said she laughed out loud because you had all that hair on your arms and chest! These girls were smooth and hair-free on any part of their body you could see. I laughed hearing about it and thought: Next appointment – HAIR REMOVAL!
She said you touched your hair, hanging down to your shoulders and you got tears in your eyes. It was clear you were going to stick out in more than one way, that’s for sure. Second appointment – GET HAIR STYLED.
Then my spy said you finally walked in. (I can’t wait to hear your side of this story!)
It was as if you walked in ringing a bell; the entire group of 20 girls turned around in unison.
The silence was deafening.
And then the tittering, then giggling, then laughter… and then the gales of laughter erupted.
My spy said you were mortified and started to back out of the ballet class room. But you moved forward. (I am so glad because you would have gotten quite the spanking if you had not gone in!)
It took the teacher a great deal of banging her keep-time stick to get control of the class again.
You slunk in as the girls still snickered.
Class was called to order.
Ahhh, what they don’t know. Mistresses have many tools at their disposal, spies notwithstanding. It’s such an important part of their progress and development. If a Mistress is to do her best job, then she must know if a sissy is following instructions to the letter. It’s the only way to make sure the best assignments are given.
Exactly! We are wiley, we Mistresses. “Vee have our vays” twirling my mustache
Maybe we shouldn’t tell our secrets, though. Hrrrm.
Oh is there anything more beautiful than the ballet? Well maybe one thing and that is spotting your poor slutty ballet wannabe trying to fit their hairy body into a class of lithe swan like ballerinas. Ha, true humiliation at it’s best is BEAUTIFUL! I cannot wait for the next post-hair removal installment!
Audrey! Wonderful seeing you here!
I am writing even as I answer this! I can’t wait to hear your thoughts once the next one is up.