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Copyright © 2001-2003 Vivianna



Nancy, What Will We Do Tonight, Part 9
Tributes To My Mistress

Warning - Shave, Masturbation

I deeply desire that what I will do be worthy of your love. It is my feeble attempt to be a trustworthy subservient for your enjoyment and use. As a tribute to your dominance and love for me, I will shave myself.

I went to the local herbal shoppe and inquired about shaving oils. Merely using soap or men’s shaving cream would have diminished my homage. I was directed to us a mixture of Tea Tree Oil and Chamomile enriched with Vitamin E. The clerk indicated that this aromatherapeutic would soothe me as I shaved myself. She told me to slowly shave and enjoy the experience. I told her I would and excitedly ran home with my purchase my long brown hair flowing behind me in the mid-day sun.

I quickly showered and lay in the bath. I inspected my pussy with a hand mirror. I spread my legs and peered at myself. Faint wisps of curly brown hair sprouted from my mons and grew more luxurious and full as the hairs crept up a quarter way to my belly button. I never had to shave as my pubic hairs were always quite fine and could be easily tamed by clipping. My pussy lips were pouty and pink, I spread my lips to inspect more, my little clittie budded out from its hood as if to say ‘hello’ and I touched it with a free finger. An electric shock flew through me and I sighed in exhilaration. I was moist with anticipation as I felt my wet opening; I dipped a finger inside and let out a small moan. I tugged softly at my labial ring and the sensation of the metal aroused me more.

“My God, I need your love.” I thought of you as I became thoroughly aroused. I got on my hands and knees in the tub and examined my ass. Luckily, I had a hairless ass. My little anal cavity needed attention as well; I squeezed my sphincter to pucker it and it winked back at me. Wickedly, I slowly put a finger into my ass and withdrew it. My ass is only for you my Mistress.

I lay back down and clipped away my pubic hairs with a pair of ordinary hair shears. My brown curly hair fell to the tub as I clipped them to about an eight of an inch. Fearful that I would nick myself, I slowly cut away section by section, hair by hair until I had a buzz-cut.

Unscrewing the cap from the jar of shaving oil, a rich aroma of herbs filled the room and I relaxed. I took a dab and rubbed it into my underarm. A small lather developed and with my razor, I stroked it off. I lathered my other underarm and slowly dragged the razor over the oil, the sharp blades cutting the hairs away.

I spread the frothy oil on my legs and with long and confident strokes shaved them free of any hair. My long legs gleamed in the light coming through the window.

I took a generous dab of oil and rubbed it over the stubble on my pussy. The richness and coolness of the oil made me tingle with pleasure. “This will be for you Nancy.” I said to myself as I positioned my razor at my pussy. I looked at my hand mirror at the edge of my tub and I started to shave.

The coolness of the blade felt exquisite as I shaved away the stubble. My self-assured strokes sheared away hair from a place where I have never been shaved before. I slowly worked my way from my ass to my front. The razor eradicating any hairs in its way. I bubbled with excitement as I saw my bald pussy in the mirror. I slowly stroked myself with the razor and touched up some parts that were missed. Assured that I had gotten every hair, I stood up in the bath and showered again. My hands went to my hairless pussy as the water cascaded over it making me wild with excitement. My hands stroked at my mons and I was amazed to feel the smoothness of my shaved pussy.

Stepping out of the shower, I stood and inspected myself in the full-length mirror. I was beautiful. My lovely bald pussy was a mere line in my mons. I opened my long smooth legs and let my pussy naturally open up. I was thrilled to see the ring pop out and my labia extend a little. My tight little frame glistened with dewy wetness from my shower and my thirty-six C sized breasts jutted out proudly like twin peaks rising from my torso. My nipples accentuated my full breasts and the balled nipple rings complimented them perfectly. I pulled gently at them and was rewarded with a soft tingling sensation. I turned around and watched lovingly at my rounded ass. Turning, I gazed again in amazement at my bald pussy. What a lovely tribute I have given you!

Tributes To My Mistress

I took my full-length mirror with me to the bedroom and rested it against my bed. I lay down propped against pillows and spread my legs. My naked pussy with its beautiful ring looked back at me. I watched as I slowly opened my pussy and traced my inner lips with a finger. My clitoris was fully extended and my finger hungrily stroked at it. I moaned as a shiver jolted from my clit up my spine. I saw my face contort in the mirror as I softly moaned out your name.

Fingers went into me as I continued to stroke at my burning bud. Desire built to an unimaginable height as I let go and came. My eyes were half closed as I attacked my pussy with religious fervor. I saw my body heave against the pillows as ripples of orgasms made me soar with desire. I brought a hand to my breast and tweaked at my nipple pulling it sharply with my ring, reminding me of you and I came again with a squeal. I put my fingers in my mouth tasting my sweet pussy. I raised my legs to see more and the color of my pussy had gone from a light pink to a light red from my masturbating. It looked so wonderful as I saw its rich colors and my moistness dripping from it.

I began to stroke slowly at my clit again and it responded by sending a heat that started at my pussy and spread throughout my body. Slowly I came with a shudder, my vagina spasmed in orgasm as my fingers delightfully rubbed at myself. I screamed and moaned your name as I saw myself thrash on the bed in orgasmic passion.

I envisioned your tongue on me. Oh how I wish.

I thought of you fucking me with your dildos. My pussy and ass longed for them.

I remembered your wonderful butt plugs, vibrators, straps, handcuffs, gags, the awesome rack and all the other nasty toys you use on me.

I cringed at the thought of you commanding Hans (his cock the size of my forearm impaled in me) or Joon (her overt cruelty, her passion to pick the largest dildos for my ass) to fuck me. But your word is final.

I yearned for a taste of your whip on my back.

The feel of your riding crop of my buttocks as it crashes down.

Your leathered glove caressing me, spanking me.

The taste of your boot. The smell and taste of the leather.

I desired your strictness and unyielding ways. Your words are final, mine are trivial.

I come and come. I scream, moan and writhe on my bed. My eyes wide open as I watch myself explode in ecstasy. My mouth is open as I pant, my fingers working wonders on by clit. My furrow is creased in concentration as I orgasm. Beads of sweat form on my forehead. At last I moan out your name and I am finished.

I lay back against my pillows and stroked my body. I started with my legs up to my bare pussy. My hands traveled up to my breasts and lingered there. I spread the moistness from my pussy over my breast and breathe in the wonderfully pungent aroma.

Sated, I lay on my bed drenched in post orgasmic bliss and felt a warm breeze from the open window in my bedroom waft over my hairless pussy, the feeling was exquisite. I was determined always to go panty less as another tribute to you.

I will see you tomorrow. It would be my honor to present you with my humble offerings that can only be my mind and body.

Please be gentle.

Tributes To My Mistress

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