They rested for a bit, then he took her to the bathroom. He made her lick him clean, then made her wash him. She was then told to clean up. She washed her face, getting all the come out of her hair, then washed the rest of her body, then her cunt.
"From now on, I want you to clean me first, like you just did." He ordered. "I want you to lick off the come, then wash me. Understood?"
"Yes Master." She said.
He looked at his watch. "Let's go get dressed."
She followed him, and helped him get dressed. She collected her clothes, and began to put them on. She slipped on her blouse and skirt, and her shoes, leaving everything else. They went to the car, and drove off. Once in town, he stopped at a salon, and ordered her to get out. They were just closing, but they seemed to know him, and let them in.
"Hi John. I got a special job for you."
"What's that?" John said.
"Well, I want you to wax off all her cunt hair." Edward said.
"Jesus! what-" John sputtered.
He walked to Paula and lifted her skirt. "I want you to wax off all her hair!"
Paula blushed, but let him do as he wanted. She stood there, with her skirt up, and said nothing.
"Well, Ok then. Bring her in the back. We'll get started." John said.
The two followed, but Paula stopped him, and whispered in his ear. "Master, If you want, um, you can take it off permanently. I um, well kinda hate shaving. Um, if you want, take it off so it don't come back."
"I guess, if you want. John, how long would it take to take it off by electrolysis?"
"Huh? Well, not very long, really. Um, prep time, and time to pluck it, oh two hours." John said.
"Ok. do it. I'll be back in an hour. Bye." Edward said, and left.
"Ok, Paula, let's get ready. Take off your skirt." John said.
She dropped her skirt on the chair, and added her blouse to the pile. Naked, she followed him to the washroom, where he washed her mound with some cleaning lotion which stung a little. He rinsed her, then asked her if she wanted her anal area done also. She answered him and added that he might as well do her armpits too.
When she was clean, he led her to a table and asked her to lie down. He set up the equipment, and started it up. She felt some pain, and tightened her muscles against it. In a few minutes she had become used to it, and it didn't bother her. She watched as he prepared the cloth and the wax, getting ready to remove the hair. He took off the machine, and began to apply the wax. Using his fingers, he worked the hot wax over her pussy, and ass, covering her. Next he spread on the cloth, smoothing it out. Soon he was done, and she heard the door open. It was Edward, and he sat down and watched. John began to pull off the cloth strips, one at a time, causing her to jump and wince as the wax pulled out the hair. Soon though, she was finished, and left to wash up.
"Come over here." Edward said as soon as she returned. He began to feel her mound, and she let him, embarrassed as the other man watched. "Bend over." She did, and Edward felt her ass, making sure it was all gone. As she stood there, red faced, Edward said, "Nice job. Will it ever grow back?"
"No, but some new hair will grow in, in a few weeks. If you want, she can come back in about three weeks, and we'll do it again. After that, there won't be any hair." John said.
"Good. Well, how do you want me to pay you?" Edward asked. "How about Paula here?"
Paula stared at him. "You don't-"
He leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Yes. I do mean you . You wanted this, and I told you from the start, I would show no mercies. If you don't do it, I'll beat you until you do. Now do as you're told, bitch."
"Yes, Master." She whispered.
"Did I hear you right?" John said, "Did you say I could have her?"
"Uh huh. You heard right. You can fuck her, if you want for what I owe you." Edward said, noticing her discomfort. "And She'll do anything you want, too. Won't you Paula?"
"Um, Yes, Master. I'll do whatever he wants." Paula said.
"You see, John, She belongs to me. She is my slave, and does what I say." Edward said. "And I'm telling her to do what you want. Anything."
"Shit. You really mean it." John said. "You mean, if I want to fuck her ass, she'll let me?"
"Tell him, slut." Edward said, smiling.
"Yes. Um, if you want to fuck my ass, uh, you can." Paula said.
"Get on your hands and knees, slave." Edward ordered.
John was soon behind her, cock out, and felt her butt, fingering her ass. She moaned, and looked at Edward. He knelt in front of her, and took out his cock, putting it in her mouth. She winced as John entered her ass, roughly pushing in, and began to fuck her. As she knelt there, being fucked at both ends, she felt incredibly humiliated, yet, strangely, more alive than she had ever felt before. John soon finished, coming deep in her ass, and Edward ordered her to turn around. She did as she was told, and the men began to use her again, John in her mouth, and her master up her ass. Edward finished coming, and said, "Finish him off, then come in to the washroom."
She sucked John until he came, and then followed her master. He made her wash him, and herself, then they dressed and left.
In the car, Edward asked her how she felt. She replied, "I was embarrassed beyond belief at first, but I was so excited, I don't think I would have refused, even if I could."
"In other words, you like being humiliated?" He asked.
"Well, um, yes, I guess so, I mean, I did mind, but I still liked it." She explained. "Do you know what I'm trying to say?"
"Of course. Why do you think I did that?" He said. "Just to be mean? No. I humiliated you for my enjoyment, as well as yours. It has to be good for you, also. That's why we are doing this. Because you need it, and I know what you need. I need to be in control, and you need to be controlled."
"I think you're right." Paula nodded, in agreement. "I like someone being in control."
They stopped for something to eat, picking up some subs, and went home. When they arrived, He made Paula strip at the door, and then remove his clothes, also. They ate, and he said he was going to have a nap.
"Master?" Paula asked. "May I make a couple of calls? I need to do a few things if you want me to stay here for three months."
"I suppose. You can use the phone, and Monday, you can go to your place and get things in order." He said.
She thanked him, and called Carol.
"Hello, Carol?" Paula said. "It's me. I need a favor. I'm going to be gone for awhile. Can you keep an eye on things?"
"What happened?" Carol asked. "Did things work out?"
"Well, I guess so. So far, anyway." Paula told her. "He wants me to stay for three months, to try things out."
Alex was on the other phone, and spoke. "Well, tell me what happened."
"Well, we met at the restaurant, and things took off from there." Paula said.
"I want details, not hints." Alex demanded.
"Well, um, the first thing he did was take my panties, right there in the restaraunt. Then we went to his place, and he asked me some questions about sex, and made me strip." Paula said. "Then I fingered myself, while he watched. Then I sucked his cock, and he took me out."
"What happened next?" Carol asked.
"Um, well, I, uh, now I'm just like you, Carol, I don't have any pussy hair."
"Wow!" Carol exclaimed. "All of it?"
"And then some. I don't have any around my ass, or even my armpits." Paula answered. "Then he made me let the guy fuck my ass!"
"Holy shit!" Alex said. "I want to meet this guy. Who is he?"
"Carol said you know someone named Edward. That's his name. He lives in Oak Park." Paula said. "That's where I'm at now."
"Hey! I do know him." Alex said. "We met him a couple of times at the club."
"Yeah. He's really hot." Carol added. "And he's good, too."
"Well, I think he's just what I was looking for." Paula said. "I'll soon find out, I guess."
"Ok. We'll look after things for you." Carol said. "If you get a chance, stop in."
I'll be there Monday, but after that, who knows." Paula said. "Ill see you soon."
"Right. see you later." Alex said, and hung up.
When Paula stood up, she jumped. Edward was standing just behind her. "Who was that?" He asked.
"My friend, Carol, and her husband, er, Master, Alex." She said. "She's going to look after my place."
"Alex Mitchell? I know him." He said. "And Carol, too. They go to the club."
"Yes Master. He knows you, too." Paula said.
"Hmmm. Interesting." He said. "Come with me."
She followed him, and was soon being fucked by him. She enjoyed being fucked, coming twice, and sucked him clean. Then they showered, and went to bed.
The next morning, he woke her and made her make breakfast. She did, and served him in bed. After they ate, he told her of his plans for today.
"First thing I think you need to learn, is how to suck a cock." He said. "Have you ever tried that?"
"Um, yes. The last time someone pushed too far, I choked" She said.
"Well, I can teach you. Lay on your back." He said, positioning her so her head hung over the edge of the bed. "Now, I'm going to put my dick in, and you can suck it as much as you can, then take it out. Ready?"
"But-" She said.
"Don't say you can't. You are my property, and you will do as I want." He said. "I'm going to do it anyway, and if you fight me, I'll just tie you down, and do it anyway. And if I tie you, I'll be a lot rougher."
"Yes, Master." She said, meekly.
He put his cock in her mouth, pushing it in to the back of her mouth. When she tensed up, he stopped, and pulled out a little. He worked it in and out a few times, letting her relax, and then, pushed in, making her gag. She panicked at first, but he held her down. She relaxed a bit, and realized she could still breathe through her nose. He pulled out, and then pushed back in. Several times more, and she realized she could take him, but not nearly to the hilt.
"You see?" He said, pulling out and laying beside her. "You can do it, slut. Now I want you to do it."
She cleared her throat. "Yes Master." She bent to her task, pushing down on his cock. It felt a little different, from above, but she soon had it pat.
"Oh, Fuck." He hissed. "That feels so good." And he came, deep in her mouth, blasting her tonsils.
After a short rest, he said, "Now, I think I'll see how you like being tied up, slut. Let's go downstairs." She followed him down to the basement. He opened a door, and she couldn't see inside. "Walk in five steps, and stop." He said. She walked in, and he shut the door. When he flipped on the lights, she blinked. Looking around, she thought she had stepped into the past. She was standing in a medieval dungeon, with chains and whips, every where.
"What do you think?" He asked.
"Wow! How long have you had all this?" She asked.
"Not very long. About three weeks." He said, smiling. He walked to the middle of the room and sat down. "Just about when I decided on getting a slave. Get over to the scaffold."
She walked over and stood there, waiting. "Spread your legs, and lock them to the scaffold." She opened her legs wide, and chained her ankles to the bars. "Good. Now your hands." She fastened her left hand, but couldn't do her right. He stood and walked over, and did it, then pulled the chains tight, pulling her hands up, making her breasts stick out. Again he pulled them up, stretching her out, making her ribs stick out, and she had to stand on her toes. "How does that feel? You're helpless, and completely at my mercy."
"Unhh. Ohh, it's tight." She moaned. "Ohh, god."
He flicked her left nipple. She jerked, and her pussy twitched. He ran his hands over her body, feeling the tight skin, and tense muscles. "I can do anything I want to you, now, and you can do nothing but beg me to stop. I can hurt you, or whip you, and I will listen to your screams, and listen to you beg for mercy, and I can continue. What do you say about that, slave?"
She said nothing, just moaned.
He pinched her nipple, hard. She jerked, and moaned. He began to pinch her, starting with her nipples, then her breasts, working his way down. she jumped with each pinch, her pussy getting wetter, and he progressed to little slaps, here and there, mixing then with pinches. Her breasts and belly were soon covered with red marks, And he slid his free hand to her cunt. She pushed her mound into his hand, trying to get him to play with it, but he avoided touching her clit. "No." He said, pulling away. "The only way I'll do that is if you beg me to whip you."
She whimpered, and said, "Please..."
"Beg me. Beg me to whip your ass." He said, running his hand near her clit. "Tell me to whip you."
She shook her head, and he began to torment her again, tweaking her nipples and slapping at her breasts, harder and harder. He flicked his finger over her clit, once, making her thrust forward. "Beg me to whip you. Tell me to whip your slave ass."
"Please, Master." She whimpered, as he twisted her nipple. "Please. Uh, please whip me."
"Louder. Tell me what you want me to do." He demanded. "I'll keep this yp until you do, keeping you just at the brink."
"I want you... I want you to whip me. Please whip me." She begged. "Whip me and let me come."
"Once more. Tell me what you want."
"Ohh, god! I want you to whip me. Now! Please!" She begged.
He went to the wall and brought back a small riding crop, which he ran over her body. "Is this what you want?" "Yes, please whip me. Make me come. Please."
He stepped behind her, still running the crop over her. He swished it around, causing her to tense up. He began to rub it around again, making her moan. Then he struck, and she arched, hissing, he struck again, and again, making her bounce. He kept on, and she climaxed, screeching, but he didn't stop. Soon he switched, moving to her front, and began again, whipping her tits and belly. She soon was approaching another climax, and sensing this, he aimed the crop directly at her mound, catching her squarely on the clit. She went wild, screaming, and nearly burst his eardrums. She literally squirted come, soaking her thighs. She shuddered a few more times, and slumped down against the chains. He took her down, and carried her to the table, laid her on it, tied her fast, and she fell asleep.