After 10 or 15 minutes, the water stopped running. Another 10 minutes and Kelly came walking into the room. She looked clean and dry, though she still didn’t seem comfortable standing buck naked in front of the three of us. Her hands kept starting towards her privates, to shield them from view, before she would remember the rules and return her hands to her sides.
We stayed seated around the table, letting her stand there self consciously for a minute, before speaking to her. Finally, Ted spoke.
“Come over here.” Kelly walked to the table, and Ted looked her up and down. “Turn around.” Kelly turned to face away from the table. “Very good. You look nice and clean. Now I’d like you to take a seat right here, on top of the table. Thank you.” To Lisa, “Lisa, dear, would you go retrieve the items that we discussed.”
Lisa went off, leaving Kelly sitting on the table with a confused look on her face. After a few minutes, Lisa returned and placed the items on the table.
“Kelly, as you can see, Lisa has brought us this bowl of warm water, a towel, a washcloth, shaving cream and your razor. Do you have any idea why she got these things?”
Kelly sat silently for a minute. “Is it to shave my legs?” she asked. “I guess they could be a bit smoother.”
“No Kelly, your legs are fine. What else could it be for?” Ted asked.
“My armpits?”
“No, your armpits are also fine. We don’t need to shave your armpits.”
Kelly thought for a few seconds, truly confused about our intentions. Finally it dawned on her, and a look of dread came over her. She didn’t make a sound.
“Come on Kelly. I think you know what it’s for,” Ted chided. “Speak up.”
“Is it to sha... you want to shave my... my...” She glanced down at her crotch. “You know, my thing?”
“Your thing?” Ted asked. “I don’t understand. What thing?”
“I can’t say it,” Kelly whispered.
“Sure you can, Kelly. The word won’t hurt you. Go on, say it.”
“I’m sorry, I can’t.”
“Well,” Ted said, “then it looks like I’m going to have to spank your ass until you learn how.” He reached for the paddle.
Kelly looked at him in horror. “Ok, ok, don’t spank me, I’ll say it.”
Ted stopped. “Well then, say it.”
“It’s to shave my va, my vagina.” She looked ashamed.
“That’s right,” Ted replied. “We have decided that you will no longer be able to cover up your vagina with that thick bush of hair. But it’s not just called a vagina. It’s also called a pussy. Do you think you can say that?”
Kelly stared at the ground.
“Come on Kelly, repeat after me. Pussy.”
“Pussy,” Kelly repeated in a soft voice.
“Beaver.” Ted said. “Say it- Beaver.”
“Beaver.” Kelly repeated.
“Twat.”
“Twat.”
“Box.”
“Box.”
“Slit, muff, snatch, gash, slit.”
“Slit, muff, snatch, gash, slit.”
It’s also called your fuckhole.”
“Fuckhole.”
“And I’m sure you know that it is called your cunt.”
Kelly paused for a moment, unsure at the vulgarity of the word, before repeating, “It’s my cunt.”
“And now, instead of your hairy muff, we’re going to give you a nice, clean shaven cunt. Lie back on the table and slide back so you can place your feet on the table.”
Kelly slid back and lied down. She pulled her feet up onto the table, knees bent and pressed together.
“John, would you care to do the honors?” Ted asked me.
“I’d be delighted,” I replied, pulling a chair up in front of Kelly.
Lisa grabbed the towel and asked Kelly to lift her hips. Lisa then slid the towel under Kelly’s ass. I sat down in the chair, and slid Kelly’s knees as far apart as they would go. I dipped the washcloth in the warm water, and then I rubbed it across her pussy, getting it nice and wet. I sprayed some shaving cream into my hand, and rubbed it all over Kelly’s nether regions, from below her belly button to the crack of her ass.
When she was fully covered, I took the razor and dipped it into the warm water. I started at the top, scraping away at Kelly’s thick bush. The going was slow at first, trying to thin out the mass of hair. Kelly stared at the ceiling, trying to distance her mind from what was going on between her legs. Seeing her distraction, and wanting to make sure she was fully aware of everything that was going on, Ted and Lisa each started rubbing one of Kelly’s nipples. Kelly looked at each one of them, and then at me, unsure of what to do about these two strangers rubbing her tits. Getting no help from me, she laid her head back down, and resigned herself to enjoying the sensations in her chest. Form time to time Kelly’s body would twitch, when Ted or Lisa pinched or pulled on a nipple.
When the hair thinned it became easier, and in no time I was shaving stubble off her mound. I pinched one of her labia and pulled out, making sure to get every last hair between her legs. When the top part of her pussy was clean, it was time to check the bottom part and her ass. I stood up and picked up both of Kelly’s legs. I handed one each to Ted and Lisa, who were still next to Kelly rubbing her tits. They pulled her legs back, and instructed Kelly to hold her own legs up. So with Kelly holding her knees to her chest, I finished shaving her wide open crotch and ass crack.
I grabbed a handheld mirror. “Ok, Kelly, we’re all done. You can lower your legs now,” I said. She let go of her legs and lowered them to the table. I placed the mirror between her legs, and Lisa lifted Kelly’s head off the table. “What do you think?”
Kelly stared at her hairless pussy in the mirror. “I look like a little girl!” she said, tears forming in her eyes.
“That’s right,” Ted said. “All these years you’ve been acting like a spoiled child. Now you look like one. From now on, you will always keep your pussy clean shaved. From time to time, John may give you permission to grow a patch of hair above your pussy lips, but your lips will always stay smooth, as a reminder to you to check your behavior. This means that you will be expected to shave your pussy every morning, to keep the stubble from growing.”
Kelly looked away, tears still in her eyes. “Can I just go now?” she asked, meekly.
“Not yet,” Ted answered. “There’s still something you have to do.” |