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Rebecca's father buys her a slave-girl.

While I was lying there waiting for her to return, I started working on myself, stroking my clit and bringing myself back to the edge of climax. For the second time, she interrupted me. "As pretty as that is to watch," she said, "I can think of something that would make it even prettier." And she pulled a bag out from behind her back. She came over to the bed and pulled a can of shaving cream and a razor out of the bag.

"What?" I said, "I shaved my legs, I've been doing it regularly ever since we slept together for the first time."

"It's not your legs I'm going to shave," she said.

Now, I had always admired her hairless box, but I had never really wanted to try it for myself. Variety makes the world go 'round, I thought to myself, and besides, what about all of the razor burn horror stories I'd heard. "I don't think so," I said, "Maybe another time."

But she responded by squirting my pussy with shaving cream. "It won't hurt," she said, "And I won't ask you to do it again if you don't like it."

She started massaging the cream into my labia. It must have had some sort of menthol in it, because it felt warm very quickly. Consequently, I felt warm quickly too. I was enjoying her lathering me up and starting to moan and sigh again when she said, "OK, are you ready?"

I reluctantly agreed and she moved in with the razor. Slowly moving up and down my labia, stopping every now and then to rinse the razor in a bowl of warm water and admire my increasingly bush-less bush.

After a little while, she started talking to me while she was working. "You have a gorgeous pussy, you know that? It's just exquisite. So smooth. So pink. So hot. I love to make love to you, to slip my fingers into your tight hole and pull them out all dripping with your juice and then lick them clean. Because what I love most of all is tasting you, putting my tongue on your clit and stroking you up and down, feeling you squirm under my mouth, and driving you over the edge. Now that you're not going to have hair for a little while, I am going to spend a lot of time just looking at you while you lay there waiting for me."

The entire time she was talking to me, I was getting hotter and hotter. I felt like I was on fire, and the muscles inside my pussy were clenching and clenching, aching for physical contact. This level of arousal was dizzying and almost painful in its insistence. Finally she announced that she was done, and she gingerly wiped the left over cream and hair away with some warm water and a soft cloth.

She said, "Do you know why I really keep myself shaved? It's because it makes everything feel better. Everything you feel during sex is more intense when you're shaved. Now, are you ready?"

I practically screamed my reply of "YES! Now, please now!" I expected her to dive in like she usually did, and like I desperately wanted her to do now, but she held back.

She started off just breathing hot air on my now bare pussy. I couldn't believe that breath could feel that hot and that good. Then she tentatively stroked one of my labia with her tongue, ever so gently. The sensation of her warm tongue going up and down so close to my clit was painfully exquisite. She moved over to the other side and I was driven equally mad by her movements. This was torment, but it was so delicious, I wanted to tell her to get on with it and drive me to my orgasm, yet it all felt so good, so new, so amazing, that I held back and just allowed her to continue.

It was right about this time that I noticed the mirror on the ceiling. Now I'm not usually a mirror on the ceiling kind of girl, but I immediately noticed how different I looked without hair. She was right, I was pink! And the sight of her lapping at my pussy was beautiful. I kept my eyes locked on her image in the mirror as she continued her handiwork down below.

After working on both of my pussy lips, she moved her mouth down and tickled the tender tissue between my hole and my ass with her tongue.

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