Clean.... Master's pet...
February 2001
The nice thing about shaving is that it must be done and re-done.
That gives Him the opportunity to try something different each few
days. He loves the thought of shaving her and bringing her to climax
at the same time, but having her have to lay perfectly still for
fear of a nasty razor cut. He can vision her spread eagle on the
bed on her back...legs very wide and wrists tied to the posts. The
shaving tools are present beside her. Before He begins the task,
He stands above her on the bed, feet placed on either side of her
waist, and He slowly undresses. When completely naked, He strokes
Himself as He watches until He is quite hard.
Lowering Himself to His knees, He waves His cock just under her
nose and play tag with the tip of her darting tongue. He knows that
by the slightest teasing, her wetness rises so close to the surface
that the lightest touch brings it forth. Working His way down her
body, He sits between her spread legs and very clinically inspects
her mound and lips with the tips of His fingers...testing the need
for a shave...and the short stubble pulls and tickles against His
fingers. He inspects and probe with seeming indifference, as if
He were only there for this "job", but knowing that His casual approach
arouses her and frustrates her at the same time.
Immediately her wetness in evident and her lips moisten heavily...her
sweet musky scent reaching His nostrils. He forces her legs wider
apart and she feels the tip of a well lubed probe at the puckered
entrance to her ass...slight pressure and it slips in past a small
knob which then holds it in place.
A hot towel is laid across her mound to soften the hair and as
He waits for it to work its magic, He slips two long fingers between
her wet lips, paying careful attention to avoid her hardening clit.
He tells her to stay still, for she must practice now so that when
the razor begins it work, she will not suffer a cut. Her hips cease
grinding, but her heavy breathing betrays her heightening arousal.
Removing the towel, the shaving foam is rubbed in well...she can
feel Him press down on her mound and against the fingers pressing
up from inside her, and although she is right now on the verge of
climax, she dares not move. She must not cum until He is finished
with His work and tells her that she may. Her climax is His reward
for His work and He wants to be paid when it is finished.
The razor begins its work...pulling across her mound and down along
her tender slit. The foam is washed out in a pan beside her on the
bed. As He makes each stroke with the razor, He simultaneously slides
His fingers in and out of her pussy...still avoiding her engorged
clit, tempting her to move her hips in response...testing every
ounce of her self control, intentionally antagonizing her will power...
creating a burning fire which rolls just below the surface of her
still and motionless form. Like a sexual volcano... still and calm
on the surface, but boiling and hot in the core...waiting for it's
moment to explode...erupt.
The last stroke of the razor is pulled across her pussy... now
smooth and soft... a moistened towel wipes her clean with warm,
scented water... and still His fingers slide in... and out. She
pulls slightly against the wrist ties and a low moan echoes from
deep in her throat. "Not yet", He softly command, and as He speaks,
He reaches up and place a clip on her nipple, which pinches hard
causing her to arch her back against the pain, but she maintains
her silence. Another on the second nipple and the moment she feel
the burn from the pinch, He presses His thumb hard against her bright
red clit. Again she arches high, the dull aching burn of her nipples
in sharp contrast to the electric burn of her clit as He roll it
in circles. "Wait, not yet" He shouts and His thumb is replaced
by the tip of His cock and He presses it hard...gripping it tight
in His fist. The sight of her freshly shaved pussy, dripping wet
and of her breasts sensuously rolling from side to side as she arches
against Him pushes Him past the point of no return… "Now", He shouts
out loud,… "NOW".
Instantly her body spasms... and her groaning cry echoes through
the room as she explode... her pent up passion bursting forth...
His cum splatters against her clit and He presses hard as He strokes
and smear it into her. Dipping His cock into Her wet depths and
out again... gripping it, using it as a tool of passion He probes
and stabs against her, until at long last, her throes begin to subside...
leaving behind a panting, throbbing, freshly shaved, naked body
still stretch out in front of Him on the bed. With one hand He gently
grasp and slowly remove the clip from one nipple and then the other...
placing His wet hot tongue against each one momentarily to soothe
it. He reach between her legs and slide the probe from her ass,
a slight pop as the knob is expelled. Opening her lips He pulls
His sticky cum up and across her smooth mound... massaging it gently
into the tender, shaved skin.
He loves watching her like this... the smell of the room, her aura...satisfied,
totally spent, vulnerable and used, but through it all and above
it all... adored.
She is clean and shaved and ready for dressing...perhaps
a night on the town. Slick and clean...smooth and ready for love
making. But in just a few day's time, she will again lay on the
bed beside the
