Because She Loves Me….

“You always want my privates shaved. Only seems fair that I get to rub against smooth skin too,” she says.  My wife has for years kept her pussy area shaved smooth as it is another huge turn on for me. I just don’t like bushes on women. Maybe it’s an innocence thing, maybe a bondage thing, maybe an attractiveness thing, I don’t know but I love her shaved. It is now going to be my turn. And I’m sure Mike and friends have their hands in it. Sir Michael and I have a detailed submissive contract between us for when we roleplayed. It included a list of hard limits and one of them was that I couldn’t be shaved. It was there because if I returned home from my trips out West with my privates shaved, huge questions and suspicions would be raised. This seemed to be payback for limiting the gang’s fun as they abused me.

She comes back to the bed set to strip me of one of my masculine features. She starts with my limbs. I remain blindfolded so this will be a sensory arousal. It became obvious that this will be a complete body shave as I feel shaving cream being applied to my toes. Not much hair on one’s toes but it is there, and she carefully removes it with what feels like a disposable razor. She then wipes it clean with a warm wet rag, removing the residual hair and cream. It is then up the top of the foot and ankle. A command is barked out, “Behave!” as she releases the Velcro on the ankle cuff, shaves beneath it, wipes the skin, and then resecures the cuff. I get the use of the nylon cuffs now; she is using ample amounts of water and shaving cream to do the job. These cuffs are more resistant to wetness. Plus, they go on and off easier. Efficiently she moves up the shin and calf, knee and thigh. She is good at this as she does her own legs every day or two when she showers. She is an expert and while I have mixed feelings on what is being done, I am not fearful of being cut.

It takes a while to do both legs, but she is now at my privates. And now I am a little tense. That doesn’t slow her down, but her methods change and become more devious. She apparently has been in my toy box again as she has a Jennings dental gag in hand. I’m unaware until she tells me to open my mouth wide and I feel her slip it behind my teeth and ratchet it open. “See, not so comfortable, is it?” she snickers amusingly. This has been in the toy box for years and it was during one of the last sessions with her being bound that I tried my new toy on her. With it on I then tried to face fuck her with it which she strongly objected, and that sadly for me ended that session. Funny how it clearly came back to me now, and she was going to get her revenge, even though it was going to be playful. I don’t believe it’s been weighing on her mind all these years. What I do think is that this is a Mike generated Idea because after the original event happened, I remember telling Mike about it. Odds are he reminded her and suggested retribution.

She now has scissors, and she begins to cut away my ample curly hairs around my cock. She needs to put the clumps somewhere, my mouth being her chosen receptacle. It was a creepy, unpleasant feeling in the mouth and on the tongue but bound and mouth held open there is nothing I can do to resist. Though blindfolded, I squeezed my eyes closed, kept my tongue pressed against the base of my mouth, breathed through my nose and concentrated on not swallowing. She continues cutting away and making her deposits till most of my curls are gone. She then announces that my hair in my mouth is grossing her out and she climbs on my chest and begins to fish the hair back out with her fingers. She then rinses her rag out in her bowl of warm water and tries to wipe my tongue clean. The gag is released; she makes more swipes to clear what’s left. Maybe she got out all the hair, but psychologically, she didn’t, my tongue kept sweeping my mouth trying to clear the phantom hairs left behind.

It’s now back to razor work. But she isn’t using a disposable razor, she is using a much more effective (and dangerous) straight razor. A straight razor, some skill, and lots of shaving cream; thankfully. She is going very slow, being very careful, and very thorough, making sure every hair is gone from below and around my penis. Then it is onto those few hairs on my cock. She fondles and strokes my member in her hand using the shaving cream making sure it is very hard and erect before she goes after the hair with the sharp edge of the blade. She is meticulous and deliberate in her actions. I am tense, my body is rigid as my dick, and I am holding my breath for as long as I can. I am relieved when she wipes me clean with her rag, but upon inspection, she finds a few stragglers left behind and does a follow up clean up with the razor and no cream.

Next up the ball sack. Most difficult to do because the bag is not rigid, so it must be made taught by her pulling on it. It is also not smooth as the hair on the bag produces small bumps making for more delicate hair removal. It feels like she applied just a light coating of shaving cream and then removed most of that with her hand to just make the sack slippery without blocking her vision. She is being more tender and careful then when my ball sack was shaved in Vegas by DR. D’s sub. They shaved my balls because they knew hair removal there would not be noticed. Again, it took a couple of tries till she was satisfied that I was hair free.

Still not done with my private areas, she needs butt crack access. My ankle cuffs were released from the bed posts, and my legs were lifted and swiveled up over my head and the cuffs were resecured to the headboard corner posts. I was now doubled over with my butt up in the air, legs spread wide making my butt crack fully accessible for a close shave. Still using the straight razor, she made quick work of it, then wiping the cream and cut hairs away with her rag. “A shame to waste such a fun position,” exclaims my bride. She takes a break from her shaving task and takes some time to play with me.

We both enjoy anal play in our normal sexcapades. I am at her mercy for what she wants now. It’s ‘balls on a string’ that she decides on. And with a little lube, five plastic three-quarter-inch balls, spaced apart on a string, are pushed into my exposed rectum.  I have no problem as she pushes them in. She lets them stay for a bit as she announces her need to pee and goes to use the bathroom and I ponder on how much I need to go too. She returns to pull them out. Slowly, letting them ‘pop’ out one at a time as she keeps tension on the pull string. A very erotic and enjoyable feeling. In bondage even better. This type of play so different from my BDSM bondage sessions with the boys. Both are good.

She is not done with my butt. I own a collection of Lovense Hush vibrating but plugs, one in each size. They make them in girth sizes of 1”, 1.5”, 1.75” and the biggest at 2.25”.  My wife enjoys and can handle the 1” plug. I use the 1.5” plug most of the time when we are playing with the toys. If we are having a really adventurous night, I will use the 1.75”. The 2.25”, well that is a lot to handle, very painful going in and is uncomfortable once it is there.  So that means it gets used when the boys have me in bondage and are abusing me. One of its neat features is that its rechargeable battery will last up to eleven hours. My wife slips up the Ace bandage from my eyes and shows me the two largest plugs, one in each hand. “So, which one do you want?  Oh wait, I was told this is my decision, I’m the Mistress. You’ll take the big one, you know you want it. Mike tells me the battery will last 11 hours, so we are going to see if he is right.” She wasn’t kidding about her selection or the duration she planned.

My eyes are returned to darkness. The anal assault begins. This is so out of character for her. She doesn’t like it when she thinks she is hurting me. It is one of the reasons she hasn’t done a lot of daring things to me on previous birthday ventures. Mike has convinced her that this kind of play is what I really want. Well, that’s debatable. She turns the plug on, which is a help in inserting it. She has lubed it and is now lubing me. I can feel the vibrating tip at my hole. She pushes in a bit, retracts, pushes forward again. I do what I can to relax and accept the intrusion. That works till it’s about three-quarters in and that is where it starts to hurt, a lot. I winch. She apparently has a rehearsed plan and words to say for this point. She massages the skin around the plug and then with her other hand tightly grips the outside of the plug, turns the vibration up another level, retracts the plug just slightly and then with a twisting forceful motion, pushes and screws the plug quickly the rest of the way in, while saying “Take it you Cunt, don’t be a Pussy! You know you want it.” (Words I assure you don’t come natural for this Southern Belle.) She delivered the insertion just like the pros in Vegas did to me. I cry out in anguish but quickly try to contain it as I don’t want her to freak out and back off. She had been told that I would have a moment of significant pain but ‘guys’ enjoy and want this (what a fib they fed her). She was told to counter both our reactions with something sexual. So, she immediately climbs between my spread open legs, pushing her pussy against my dick as she passionately open-mouth kisses me. She begins to lick my face and then says, “Hey you’ve got whiskers, we better get back to your shave.” And I am dismounted.

She takes a moment to set the plug to one of our archived Lovense programs kept on our phones. My butt begins to dance, forgetting the painful entrance it had made just a few minutes ago. My legs are released from over my head and re-secured to the more comfortable position of spread to the foot posts. I’m not sure if the plug is anymore comfortable in this position. It continues to vibrate away in my overstuffed and stretched hole.

I don’t have an overly hairy chest, just like the rest of me. She goes back to using the package razor except when she is doing my pits and around my nipples, I think mainly for effect. What was different now is that she has mounted me and placed her moist vagina over my mouth. I’m told to pleasure her. I love this. During regular sex with her it’s my favorite thing. Even more than intercourse. Doing it to her while bound is just out of this world. Happy Birthday to me! However, she is shaving me while we are doing this. She is trying to concentrate on shaving and safety. I’m good at licking pussy. She likes her pussy being licked. That causes danger. No nicks while she was doing my legs and privates, but she got me at least twice while I was servicing her. I think it was once with both types of razors. She did blurt out “Sorry” when it would happen. As she would get excited, she would also push her pussy tight against my face, cutting off my air. I’m not sure if it was on purpose or not, but we were having some intense breath play going on for a bit. One of the best times of a perfect day.

She finished up with a face shave, first time in my life someone else has done that. No, I’ve never gotten a shave at the barber.