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A Lazy Sunday

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Synopsis: a short story featuring light bondage and shaving.
Lazy Sunday

Lazy Sunday

 

I am lying on the bed after breakfast with the sun streaming down on the crumpled sheets. Zelda lies beside me naked, her rear showing the marks from the whipping she received last evening. My fingers gently massage a soothing ointment on the welts until she purrs with contentment. I continue with my ministrations a while longer. The massage turns from after care to one meant to stimulate Zelda’s arousal. After a while she turns over onto her back and I see her erect nipples and wet sex. Zelda keeps her legs spread so I can feast my eyes on her and decide how or if I wish to use her.  I look at the thatch of pubic hair covering her sex and order her to stay spread like that while I get some things. I return with all the equipment necessary to remove the hair: razor, cream, brush, and water. To facilitate the removal, I take each leg and tie her spread eagled to the top of our four post bed with chains and leg cuffs that are close by. I begin by soaking her pubic area with warm water and then working the lather into the hair with the brush. I spend much more time on this than necessary because it is enjoyable to watch her squirm with pleasure, as the long horse hairs stroke up and down the lips of her sex. I deny her an orgasm, and tell her to keep still as I begin the shaving. I take my time and grip the lips of her sex with my fingers, pulling them this way and that, to make sure I remove all the hair. Eventually, she is clean shaven and her clitoris stands out begging for a: tongue, cock, finger, anything that will relieve her of this maddening arousal. I wander off and leave her in this predicament for a while. As she lays spread apart Zelda hears me rummaging in the kitchen until I return with a bottle of liquid honey. I squirt a generous blob on her freshly shaved sex and slowly begin to lick it off. She is moaning and begging me to make her come, but I maintain my slow pace making her sob with pleasure. When the honey is gone I give in to her pleas and run my tongue up and over her clitoris. She screams as a shattering orgasm rips through her body. When the spasms stop I untie her and hold her close. Later in the afternoon I enjoy the feel of her freshly shaved sex on my cock and decide to keep her this way. It’s amazing what you can do on a lazy afternoon if you put your mind to it.

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