Hell

You and Elsie are in your soft thick robes and slippers as you enter the rooftop area you see it is half enclosed and half open. It was currently too cool out for the patio section to be open. The enclosed area you were in was surrounded by full floor to ceiling windows that made it feel like you like you were outside still. There were benches and chairs and little tables and a raised bed garden with trees, shrubs and flowers. Fiona was stretched out on a deck chair texting, her sunglasses on. She looked cool as hell.

The people ask you what type of tea you want. The selections had funny names like Tranquility and Morning Glory. You each choose one then head over to sit with your sister.

Fiona grins as she puts her phone away. "How was it?"

El rushes up to sit at her sister's side further down the deck chair, facing her. "Oh Fiona, it was just wonderful! Thank you. Thank you so much." She leans forward and gives her sister a big hug.

Fiona gasps and stiffens up. Slowly she relaxes and puts her arms around Elsie. It was the first time you had really seen them touch each other since...since you didn't know when.

You quietly take a seat beside them.

Fiona's initial surprise overcome she hugs Elsie in a long hard heartfelt embrace. Something was happening here, something you weren't privy to. You sit patiently. The hug continues for a long long time, far longer than what seemed appropriate. They don't say a word, just the sounds of very soft tranquil meditation music accompanied the scene.

As they part Fiona quickly reaches up and wipes an eye under her concealing sunglasses, she sniffles. She was trying hard not to let you guys see that she had teared up. It was pretty obvious though. Holding Elsie by the shoulders she looks at her. "You liked that El? I'm so glad. You can do this anytime you want kitten, you just have to ask me. Okay?"

You could tell Elsie was ready for this embrace to be over but Fiona kept holding her.

El smiles and shakes her head. "That's okay, you don't have to spend money on me Fiona. This was really special though." She takes a deep breath. "It's kind of nice being pampered and spoiled for a little, isn't it."

Fiona nods. "It is." She looks over to you, you both share a knowing little look. If Elsie wanted pampering...you and Fiona would see it done. You would love to try your hand at some massage yourself, especially if Elsie was on the receiving end.

Elsie takes a seat to Fiona's opposite side, Fiona didn't want to let go as El moved away but Elsie was starting to get antsy and uncomfortable in your big sister's grasp. Fiona briefly reaches for her again but pulls herself back. Your hot beverages are soon brought with a small tray of sweet treats. Tiramisu and the like.

You sip your teas and nibble on your snacks and enjoy a quiet moment together. Eventually Fiona turns to you. "I'm going to be with you for the waxing, I've already arranged it."

You nod. "Okay. Um...does it really hurt as much as it sounds like?"

She laughs. "It doesn't feel good, especially a full brazilian plus everything else like you're getting. Just a few moments discomfort though for weeks of smoothness, it is worth it. Maybe next time we'll go laser removal, we'll see how it goes."

You nod again. If this is what Fiona and your Mom wanted, you were happy to do it.

Before long it was time. You and Fiona leave Elsie behind lounging, eyes closed just soaking in the comfortable environment and enjoying the amazing afterglow of her massage. You are asked to shower then lead into another room sort of similar to the massage one but more clinical feeling. You are completely nude this time around though a little towel is put over your private parts for the time being.

Soon it was just you, Fiona, and the wax technician in the room. The moment the door is closed Fiona tosses her sunglasses onto a nearby table then flicks a hundred dollar bill toward the woman there to work on you. She says. "You just do what you have to, no talking. Understood? Not one word."

The woman is momentarily taken aback...a hundred dollar tip though...she snatches it from your sister's hand. She nods.

What follows is one of the strangest experiences of your life. The woman starts at the bottom, with the hairs of your feet and calves and shins. As you feel the hot wax get applied your sister comes to stand over you. She bends over and strokes your hair. She is grinning, her grin not the gentle loving grin you had seen earlier. This was a bit of the old Fiona, the old Fiona transformed. Her grin wasn't cruel, but it was wicked.

She whispers. "Keep your eyes on mine. Don't look away. Not even for a second."

You nod. "Okay."

She then instructs to the woman. "Do it!"

And with that your hair begins to be torn from your flesh. You gasp as the first patch is lifted from you, Fiona taking a sudden intake of breath just after your out breath. Almost as if she was taking in your exhaled breath into her lungs. You grunt. The pain wasn't as bad as it could have been, but it sure wasn't comfortable either.

True to your word you keep your eyes locked on hers. Your face flinches and twitches as you struggle to take it stoically. Fiona's eyes were ablaze. She seemed to be drinking in your pain, lapping for it hungrily. She leans in even closer. "That's it baby. Focus on it, feel the sting. Embrace it. Own it."

You grunt again as another strip comes off.

Fiona kisses you hard! You could feel the woman pause for second, surprised by the kiss, before reluctantly continuing. The pause making the sting so much worse on this one. You moan into Fiona's mouth, she moans in return. She parts from you and your are both breathing harder.

"Let it out Jesse, just let it out." She commands you. "Don't hold anything in."

As the next strip is peeled from you you let out little high pitched whimper. Fiona is suddenly very very quiet. She seemed to enjoy your pitiful little noises, so you indulge her. Just letting out every little bit of stinging pain verbally.

You yelp as the woman strips the top of your tender feet.

Fiona is stroking your face. She says in something like breathless awe. "It's...it's different with you Jesse. Oh my god..." You bleat as more hair is removed. She whispers. "That's it Jesse...that's it...feels good doesn't it?"

You stare up to her confused. It didn't feel good at all. Something was going on with her and you weren't sure you liked it. The way she was looking at you, the way her breath quickened at your suffering...she was being taken by something within her.

Another strip of hair comes off your shin and gasp and mewl. Fiona practically purrs. "YESSSSS!" Another strip, another sound of pain from you. "YES! Jesse! YES!" She sings out lewdly like a wicked succubus in the throes of passion. She throws her head back then forward again. Her long blond hair cascading around you, framing her frenzied beautiful face.

Your eyes widen as you witness the inner Fiona revealed before you...and it was terrifying! Her wide eyes were alive with a mad fiery intensity that threatened to burn you to a cinder, her ruby lips in a wide toothy grin, her breath now hot against your face as she held herself over you mere inches away. Her pupils dilated she licks her teeth. She looked ready to consume you! Who was this demon!?

Her face twisted into pure demented exultation. She grabs your hair roughly, causing you to flinch. She lets it go again, but runs her sharp hard nails down your face and neck and shoulder.

Another strip of hair comes off, another whimper, another lustful growl from your sister. Her eyes bore into yours as she supped on your suffering. "That's it Jesse...feeeeel it...let me hear how it feels!"

Another strip, you whine louder. "UH!" Fiona suddenly mashes her face into yours, kissing you harder than you thought possible. Your lips mashed between teeth, she bit at your tongue. It wasn't the passionate kiss from before, this one actually hurt. Passionate didn't come close to describing it. "MMMMMM!" You cry out in her mouth. She lets out a deep low growl. As she parts again you see crimson blood on her glistening white teeth, you could taste it in your mouth. You weren't sure if it was hers or yours.

Her growl continues. "YOURRRR MINE! AT LASSSSSST!"

You tremble and whimper, this time not from the pain of the waxing.

The woman stops. This had gotten real intense real fast.

Fiona, whose arms were now on your shoulders pinning you down, turns her head toward the woman like a circling tigress. "Why'd you stop!?" She snaps. "Keep going!"

The woman steps back, almost falling backward over her stool. She sits so as not to fall. "I don't know what kinky shit you guys are into but I'm not going to be involved in it!"

Fiona eyes narrow and she literally snarls like an animal, baring her teeth to the woman. Her nails claw into your shoulders. What was happening!? Fiona seemed to be losing control! She hissed like a serpent from the pits of hell. "You little fucking...."

You grab your sister's hand. You say in your soft submissive voice, the one you'd used earlier in the dungeon. "Fiona...Fiona stop. You're scaring me. Stop."

She looks back down at you. Her eyes an inferno of lust and anger. You say again quietly, lovingly. "You're scaring me Fiona. Stop."

She takes as sudden intake of air and shakes her head, blinking her eyes rapidly. She stands up straight and shakes her head again. "Sorry...sorry. Fuck..." She takes a moment to control her breathing and compose herself. She looks back at you with regret in her eyes. Stroking your face gently she says. "I'm sorry baby, don't be scared. Don't be scared of me. I'd never..." She trails off. She bends over and kisses your forehead. "Fuck. I'm sorry."

She turns to the woman. "I...apologize. I'll...I'll just wait outside. Don't stop." She waves her on. Fiona peels off her jacket and holds it in front of her, you realize she is concealing a raging hard on. Luckily the woman couldn't see it from where she was.

The woman sits on her stool, not saying a word. Stunned by what she had just witnessed. She was looking at your sister like she would a crazy person. Fiona slowly walks out of the room, shaking her head angrily. This time angry at herself. She quietly swore at herself as she went.

"I love you!" You call after her, but she doesn't turn. She closes the door behind her.

The woman shakes her head. "Jesus, you're girlfriend is...wow...anyways. Not my place to judge." She stands. "You still want to do this?" She is doing her best to stay professional and courteous.

You nod. "Of course. I'm sorry about that."

The rest of the procedure goes without incident. It was fucking painful, especially the crack of your ass, but your thoughts were only with your sister. You hoped she was okay.

By the end you were completely hairless save for the top of your head, eye brows and lashes. Even your face had been done. You tingled and burned all over. She applies some lotion which helps a lot.

The woman finishes up and says. "You have young healthy skin. The redness should go down pretty quick." She also gives you some instructions on cleaning and caring for your skin and then she leaves.

Your clothes are brought to you and you are left to dress. As you put on your clothes, starting with the pendant, you squirm a bit at how strange the cloth felt against your now totally smooth sensitive flesh. Despite these sensations, all you could think about was that creature that had possessed your sister a short time ago. You shudder at the memory.