Amber thought that this was the first irreversible thing she had done since she started the game or whatever it was. Lucas already knew she was hairless down there, but if she got a new boyfriend someday? Would they take her for a slut? But maybe she would live with Amy forever? Be her submissive girl? Or a pet as she used to call her? And then Amber couldn’t stop thinking about Amy’s tongue licking her bald, sensitive cunt.
Her feelings and thoughts were additionally intensified by the constant physical contact. The technician touched, folded, parted, and fingered her pussy. At least it felt like that. Combined with the hundreds of stitches on her skin, which felt like tiny needles, it put her into a state of arousal. And a few minutes later, she bit on her finger to avoid moaning.
“I better put a towel under you,” chuckled the technician and made Amber lift her pelvis. “And I have to wipe you, is it okay?!
“Mhm,” nodded Amber to embarrassed to say a word. She was just humiliating herself in front of the woman and couldn’t help it.
“She is thinking I am not only a porn star but a total slut,” thought the petite blonde.
The technician took a terrycloth towel from the staple and wiped Amber between her legs. Seeing the girl squirming with shame and obvious arousal turned her on somehow.
“Okay, please draw your knees and hold them wide apart,” demanded the technician. “Keep holding it like this, please.”
Thinking about the position she presented to the woman now made her feel like a total slut.
“Okay, you can put your feet down, but keep your legs open,” came the following demand. “Wider, okay, that’s fine.”
The treatment lasted several minutes. And during that time, Amber had to be wiped twice more. And each time the technician did it, she made sure to do it extra thoroughly.
“We are almost ready,” she announced after a considerable time. “The only remaining area is your anus. I assume your want this area to be hairless as well?”
“I guess,” answered Amber thinking of Amy. She didn’t want to disappoint her and didn’t want to be sent for depilation ever again either.
“Well, then get on hands and knees now, please,” ordered the technician. A fresh wave of shame flushed over Amber. However, she turned around and assumed the position. Her face burned with shame, especially because she knew how aroused and wet the treatment made her.
The blonde heard the woman suddenly gasp aloud. After a short moment, she asked: “What happened to you? Your,” she paused, “your buttocks… It looks like you got a good beating. Are you being abused?”
“No! It’s okay,” whimpered Amber humiliated. How could she have forgotten to check her bum after Amy spanked her! She damned herself.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes Ma’am, please it was only a prank,” lied Amber.
“Okay, when you say. Let’s start then. Please put your head down, girl, and spread your thighs a little more,” ordered the technician again, and Amber assumed the humiliating pose. Never in her entire life had she felt embarrassed like in the beauty shop!
As the woman began to depilate her again, Amber felt the woman’s fingers on her anal opening, at her labia and her clit. And on top of that came the hot stitches on her sensitive skin again. Combined with her enduring embarrassment, the physical stimulation didn’t ease. In contrast! Within of few minutes, she became wet and once again the technician had to wipe her between her legs!
The technician had never seen a woman who became aroused to such an extent while being depilated. She decided to show it to her friend.
“We are almost done, girl, but I need a little assistance,” said she said to Amber and opened the door a crack. “Layla, could you please assist me for a moment?”
Amber felt a rush of fresh air on her skin, footsteps, and someone entering the room.
“Oh my God, it can be real!” she mumbled and wished the ground would open and swallow her.
The assistant was another technician, a neat redhead in her forties.
“It seems like someone is enjoying it,” said the woman as she closed the door behind her. She chuckled. “Should I wipe her?”
Amber felt, of course, how wet she had become and that now both women could see it. What she didn’t see or feel was a clear, sticky, two inches long string of girl-cum hanging down from her leaking pussy.
“I had to wipe her already four times,” answered the technician. “It doesn’t bother in this position anyway.” After a short pause, she added: “Could you please spread her buttocks and hold it like that for a minute?”
“Of course,” said the redhead and added: “Looks like someone got a good beating too!”
“She said it was a prank,” answered the technician, and the redhead chuckled again.
Meanwhile, the assistant spread Ambers’s buttocks revealing the most intimate parts to the technician, which started to burn the hair follicles around the sphincter.
Amber was dizzy with humiliation and arousal. Once again, she stood on the verge of orgasm and bit into the towel. Did she feel a finger on her clit, or did she imagine it? Feeling the additional pair of hands on her slightly burning buttocks and the other fingers drove her insane! Now she bit into the towel, trying not to moan, and twitched with every touch of the woman’s hands.
“Hold still, girl. We’re almost done!” once again said the woman, and a moment later, she put the laser device aside.
Amber trembled with excitement, unable to move. Her skin prickled, and every muscle in her body was tense. Being on edge, she thought she understood what Amy meant with ‘edging.’ Panting, she shook slightly, hoping the arousal would ease every second.
“Oh God, I can’t bear the embarrassment! Please, don’t let me cum, don’t let me cum!” She begged in her thoughts.
“I’m going to put some soothing lotion on your skin. It’s getting a little cold,” said the woman, and Amber felt her hand again on her skin, moving over her lower belly, her mound, her labia, even her clit, and finally her anus. Just gentle sensual movements. She couldn’t hold it back anymore! She tensed and bit on the cloth towel! The climax washed over her, making her body shake until she collapsed on the bench.
After gathering herself, she realized the women let her in the treatment room alone. Still dazed, Amber managed to put her wet panties and the leggings back on and sneaked into the toilette. She first considered her flushed face with the locked door and wet it with cold water. Unfortunately, the mirror above the sink was too high to see her bum.
Before leaving, she paid as quickly as possible for the service and stormed out of the beauty shop. Sitting in her car again, she sighed with relief. Overwhelmed with ambiguous emotions, Amber started to sob first, and tears ran down her hot cheeks. But then, with still teary eyes, she began to laugh.
— Proudly hairless —
While driving home, her emotions eased a little, and Amber felt the tiredness seizing her. Nevertheless, her mind was still spinning, and the undergone moments didn’t let her go. And, of course, she was delighted because of her depilated pussy. The area between her legs was red, hot, and irritated but incredibly smooth and very sensitive. She couldn’t wait to send her girlfriend and Mistress the pictures.