“Now then, Ororo,” Brie purred, as she wetted Storm’s short white locks with a spray bottle, “Tell me a bit about yourself.”
“I don’t know if I should,” Ororo groaned, her face falling into a girlish pout. The fog in her mind had begun to clear.
Brie cocked a perfectly-sculpted eyebrow at this latest turn from Ororo. Before this, she felt she had the chocolate-skinned woman in the palm of her hand. Fuck, Ororo even needed her permission to speak just minutes before. The mutant woman’s conditioning to be submissive had clearly taken root in Ororo’s mind. That much was certain. Yet, any talk of Ororo’s personal life, which would certainly have led to her revealing her mutant abilities, was still restricted. This was despite the fact Brie had tried desperately to build trust with the dazed woman. The red hot redhead was impressed. Ororo Monroe had truly been gifted with a strong will.
“Oh, come on, Ororo,” Brie murmured, locking eyes with her client through the reflection in the mirror. She stood over the powerful mutant woman and her full lips curled in an understanding smile, “It’s alright, honey. You can tell me anything.”
There was a part of Ororo that really wanted to tell Brie of her secret that she was a mutant, but something held her back. It made her head hurt.
Brie waited for a while and shrugged her shoulders. The redhead began to trim up the center portion of ORoro’s hair where her Mohawk had been. She sighed out and murmured in a disappointed voice, “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. I thought we were beyond secrets. I thought that we had a special connection, but that’s OK.”
Ororo watched in the mirror as her stylist continued to work on her hair. The mutant woman was growing more and more nervous, and as this happened the dull ache in her head began to become increasingly uncomfortable. Finally, it was too much for Ororo and she spoke in a submissive and apologetic tone, “I’m sorry, Brie. Of course you’re right. It’s just...um...my whole life I have been taught to keep a certain part of myself from others. People like me have had to do the same.”
“Well now I’m intrigued!” Brie said with a laugh. Her green eyes seemed to almost sparkle as she stopped her work and looked down at Ororo once more. Speaking in a teasing manner, Brie continued to prod, “And you have to tell me, Ororo. Don’t be a tease.”
“Mmmm….” Ororo moaned out. Even though Brie’s words had a light-hearted inflection, what she said was still a command and the mutant woman felt compelled to do as she was told. Still, she was extremely nervous how her new friend would react. Finally, she sheepishly confessed, “Well, I’m a mutant.”
The pain in Ororo’s head was suddenly gone, and she exhaled in relief.
A wide, pleased smile formed on Brie’s gorgeous face and she began to laugh, “Oh, Ororo, honey! That is a juicy piece of gossip, and don’t you worry! Your secret is safe with me. And besides, girls like us have more important things to concern ourselves with, isn’t that right?”
“What’s that, Brie?” Ororo asked.
“Looking good and feeling good, of course!” Brie laughed and proceeded to trim Ororo’s hair.
Storm giggled at Brie’s infectious, free-spirited attitude. It flew in the face of her solemn commitment to help the world as a member of the X-Men. She gasped out, “I just don’t know.”
“Ororo, honey, you’re on vacation. Live a little. Find your BLISS,” Brie prodded, and the stylist saw Ororo’s blue eyes go dull for a moment.
“BLISS is life,” Ororo moaned.
As if on reflex, Storm’s mind began to make sense of everything. Brie seemed so confident in everything she had said to her ever since she and Olivia had stepped in Salon La Bliss earlier that morning. Speaking of her new friend, the med student’s own stylist, LIna, had suggested that Olivia visit the ship’s clinic and see if she could job shadow the doctor. What a smart idea that had been. Suddenly, something inside Ororo’s cloudy mind clicked into place. Lina had offered that smart idea to Olivia. Lina was smart. Brie was smart. She should listen to what these smart women had to say. She should do as she is told. And with all of the salon treatments that were on the horizon for her she would have plenty of opportunity to listen to what the smart women at Salon La Bliss had to tell her. A pleasant tingle passed through her body and she cooed out in a soft moan.
“You’re so smart, Brie!” Ororo smiled and looked up to Brie through the reflection in the mirror.
“You got that right!” Brie laughed.
Brie continued to work on Ororo’s hair. She perfectly coiffed Ororo’s white locks, and soon, both client and stylist were pleased that all traces of the chocolate-skinned woman’s mohawk had been erased. The full head of hair rested just past Ororo’s ears. Brie explained to Ororo that she needed to wash her hair and condition it before she could style it, and Storm looked forward to the final step in her makeover. She couldn’t wait to show Kitty and Pepper her new look! Brie spun the chair around and lowered the back of the chair so Ororo’s head was resting in the salon station’s sink. She turned the water on and began to wet the mutant woman’s scalp.
“I hope the water isn’t too hot, honey,” Brie cooed out. She gazed down at Ororo and saw that she looked very relaxed, “Now for a little shampoo and conditioner.”
She reached for a bottle of Unlocked Inhibitions shampoo. Flipping the cap up, she smelled its flowery aroma and it sent pleasurable waves throughout her body. The stylist was fully aware of what this shampoo did to women. Unlocked Inhibitions could take the most prudish, repressed woman and turn her into an absolute nymphomaniac. It wouldn’t happen right away, Brie knew, but the more Ororo was exposed to the shampoo the more open she would be with sex of all kinds. Other taboos would soon be abandoned as well. Squeezing a considerable amount in her hands, the redhead began to massage the powerful shampoo into Ororo’s hair and scalp.
“What are your plans for after this, honey?” Brie asked.
“Oh, Brie, that smells sooooo goooood,” Ororo sighed. Her eyes were closed and she flashed a wide smile, “I was hoping to show my friends my new hair. I think they’ll just love it!”
“The same friends that never said anything about that atrocious Mohawk?” Brie murmured, rolling her eyes. She could tell that Ororo was troubled by what she had just said, but continued on, still lathering the shampoo into the dazed woman’s scalp, “There is so much you can do, honey. There are all sorts of contests and events going on all over the ship. Dance contests, bikini contests. There’s even a contest for best kisser!”
“Maybe…” Ororo sighed.
“Oh, honey, you don’t have to do it all in one day. You know what? This new ‘do of yours simply has to be shown off and in a big way. Why don’t you visit one of clothing boutiques and pick out a new outfit. New ‘do, new outfit! And Ororo, honey, it’s nice that you have some girlfriends on the ship with us, but don’t forget to make new friends,” Brie purred, before adding in a tantalizing tone, “New...male friends. I just know they’ll love a sexy girl like you!”
“Yessss…” Ororo moaned. She licked her lips, “...Sexy!”
Brie was pleased that the first stages of Ororo’s conditioning had fully taken hold. She began to wash the shampoo out of the mutant woman's white hair and then applied the conditioner to seal it all in place. After Brie was done washing Storm’s hair, she brought the back seat of her chair up and began drying the woman’s damp locks. She then styled Ororo’s hair with more BLISS products. Little did Ororo realize that these additional products were only reinforcing the Unlocked Inhibitions shampoo’s effects on her morals. That, combined with the constant subliminal stimuli on board the ship would soon batter Ororo Monroe’s strong will until it finally crumbled. Then, Brie could really have fun with the beautiful, chocolate-skinned woman!
“Oh, Brie!” Ororo gushed, turning her head from side to side to see her sleek new straight hairstyle that was parted at the middle, “Oh, Brie! I absolutely love it! You are an absolute miracle worker!”
“It’s just the beginning, Ororo,” Brie said with a wink, “Now, let me apply some makeup to that pretty face of yours. Then you’ll really be able to turn some heads!”
Brie moved in front of the mirror and blocked Ororo from seeing herself as Brie went to work on her face. The natural woman that had been worshipped as a goddess before she was recruited by Professor Xavier felt the redhead apply what seemed like an awful lot of makeup to her eyes, lips and face. Then Ororo thought back to the smiling faces of Brie and Lina. How their faces had been made up to look like supermodels. They were both pretty. She thought back to the promise that floated in her own mind that had been repeated by Olivia earlier that morning. ‘BLISS will make me pretty.’ And so Ororo sat in her chair and allowed Brie to pain her face however the expert stylist saw fit. It didn’t matter how long it took. The only thing that mattered to Ororo was that she was going to be pretty. Ororo gasped out in rapturous pleasure as felt her pussy grow wet at the prospect of all that was to come.
“All done!” Brie chirped, and moved out of the way.
Ororo gasped when she saw her face. Her full lips had been painted with light purple lipgloss. Her dazzling blue eyes stood out even more, as Brie had curled her eyelashes and then added silvery dark shade around her eyelids. Her cheeks had been dusted with a purple blush powder to emphasize her cheekbones. There was a part of Ororo that recalled how she had always been repulsed by the thought of applying so much makeup to her face, and that only a certain type of woman painted themselves up in such a way. Yet, now, looking at her reflection in the mirror and noticing how she looked just as glamorous as the ravishing redhead behind her was causing her to forget all of her prior apprehensions about makeup. And besides, who was she to disagree with someone as smart as Brie?
“I...like it!” Ororo murmured. Her dark-rimmed eyes then looked up at the stylist and she declared, “Brie, I think this is going to be the beginning of a beautiful friendship!”
“I’ll see you tomorrow bright and early,” Brie giggled, helping her new friend up off the chair. She then pulled her in for a loving embrace. The sexy stylist adding, husking into Ororo’s ear, “That is unless you meet someone and have a reason to be late.”
Ororo burst out into a fit of giggles at Brie’s knowing remark. The pair said their goodbyes and the mutant woman went off on her merry way. She still had a smile on her face as Brie’s last sentence floated in her mind. Never once did she think it odd that Brie, someone she had just met, would be so forward with her when it came to her sex life. Speaking of her sex life, Ororo felt how wet she had become inside the salon. She hadn’t realized how horny she was. Moaning to herself, Ororo wondered if she should go back to her room and relief herself or go to one of the boutiques as Brie had suggested and find some sexy new clothes to wear.
If only someone would simply tell her what to do...