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's advances to a stop. Eva felt Anthony's hand beneath her ass, motioning for her to lift up. Reluctantly she did so and felt a soft terry towel being placed beneath her. Eva felt the weight of Anthony sitting on the lower edge of the bed near her hip and felt his breath, moist and warm on her belly as he massaged a foamy lather into Eva's mound. She couldn't see a thing, but her every inch of her flesh felt Anthony's slightest touch. "What are you doing?" Eva implored, breathless at the sensation of his skilled fingers tending to her sex. "Grooming you, my pet" Anthony said with a grin. Eva began to struggle within her restraints again, only to be stunned by a sound slap to her right breast. Eva let out a yelp, but her erect nipple and the flow from her moistened cunt betrayed her. "Nothing more out of you or not only will you not be able to see, but you won't be able to speak and you surely will not be able to sit on your reddened ass, do you understand?" Anthony hissed. "Yes." Eva john willie meekly replied, knowing she did not want to be gagged as well. "You forget your manners so soon little girl. Yes what?" Anthony taunted. "Yes, Sir, I'm sorry Sir" Eva replied in earnest. Anthony finished preparing the auburn curls of Eva's nether lips, took a straight razor, and started to shave the area just above Eva's cleft. Eva suppressed a whimper as Anthony expertly maneuvered the razor around her labia. Anthony felt Eva's thighs twitch and tense against her fetters as he steadied his arm to shave around her tender folds. Eva's chest was heaving, but she made not a peep. She felt so humiliated to have a man, no matter that it was her husband, performing such an intimate task. At the same time, however, the flow of her arousal was mixing with the lather, sending a milky stream into the crack of her ass. It was a sweet conflict of emotions that ran through her psyche. Above all else, she knew one flinch could end the evening in a disastrous way. Anthony was shaving off the last st  john willie
ray hairs when he made his first expectations of her clear. "You are to keep up with this every day." "You are to be smooth shaven of all body hair at all times, do you understand?" Anthony queried. "Yes, Sir" Eva said, faltering slightly. "I strongly suggest you use this lotion, which I'll leave for you on your vanity, for after shaving. I don't want to see bumps and I will pluck any strays if I see them." Anthony went on. After he finished, Anthony smoothed the creamy lotion on Eva's mons to sooth her newly shaven skin. With a swift, stinging slap to Eva's freshly shaven pussy, Anthony arose, toweled off the wetness from between Eva's legs, dimmed the lights once again and removed her blind fold.. Anthony went to Eva's vanity and removed a package that she was not able to make out in the dim lighting. Eva strained her eyes watching as He unwrapped the plastic, revealing black lace top thigh-high stockings. He moved to the bed and unfastened Eva's left ankle, and gingerly unrolled th |