Slut-boy sinks into mortified submission. Then with the speed and ease of long practice I pluck his eyebrows and make his face up to look like the most brazen, depraved little slut imaginable. Next I shape and polish and paint his finger and toe nails a bright hot pink. While these dry I proceed to shave off all his disgusting body hair.
“You will do this daily, Slut-boy,” I inform him, as my straight razor skims over his balls and removes the last little trace. “Sluts of mine don’t dare sport a trace of body hair. And you must grow those nails out as long as you can and keep them presentable.”
Grinning at his appalled dismay, I pinch Slut-boy’s powdered cheek.
“Now then, let’s see what we can do with those lovely black locks. Truly they were what attracted me to you in the first place
