“Lift up your butt,” Mistress instructs, and when I comply she slides my shorts down off me before tossing them similarly aside, leaving me with my eager erection jutting stiffly up and naked except for that sexy corset crimping in my middle. Smirking she gives my c**k a rather contemptuous slap, setting it to waggling maddeningly about. Then she picks up a professional-style electric razor and snaps it into buzzing life.
“No bodily hair allowed, Samantha,” she remarks. “I’ll get your armpits and ass later, but for now everything else must go.” And with that Mistress swiftly shaves bare my legs and groin and even the small thatch in the center of my chest. Considerately she smoothes a soothing, scented lotion over my tingling skin, bringing a series of eloquent moans from me as she rubs i
