Chapter 5: Please, Just Shave Me Now...

Continued from chapter 4:

“Are you going to be a good girl now, Jessica? Are you going to be a big girl, a brave girl and let us shave your pussy now, or shall Addie and I change places?”

Wendy giggles and pops the hairbrush against her palm.

Jessica lies there panting, her body aching and tingling from the intense spanking and oral service. The threat of more punishment hangs heavy in the air. With a shuddering breath, she slowly nods her submission, tears rolling down her face.

“I...I'll be good. I promise. Please, just shave me now,” she whispers hoarsely, her voice raw from screaming into Addison's pussy.

“I don't want any more spankings. I'll do whatever you say.”

Wendy and Addison share a victorious smirk, pleased with Jessica's obedience.

“That's more like it,” Wendy praises condescendingly.

“See, wasn't that easier than fighting it? Now lie back down and spread 'em, princess. It's time to make that fuzzy little kitty of yours all smooth and presentable.”

Addison places a large bath towel down, and Jessica whimpers softly as she lies on her back, knees bent, spreading her legs wide. Her face burns with humiliation as she exposes her most intimate area to the gloating freshmen.

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“There's a good girl,” Addison coos mockingly, running a finger along Jessica's slit.

“So soft and pink, but covered in such ugly fur. Don't worry though, we'll fix that real quick.”

Wendy grabs a bowl of warm water, a razor, and some shaving cream. She kneels between Jessica's splayed thighs, eyeing her target hungrily.

“Now hold very still, Jess. Wouldn't want to nick that precious pussy, would we?”

Addison and Wendy both take turns, softly scraping the razors across Jessica's tender flesh. Jessica holds herself open for them. This hurts much less than the spanking, but it is just as humiliating, if not more so.

Jessica grits her teeth, trying to hold perfectly still as the cold steel of the razor glides across her most intimate area. The gentle scraping sensation sends shivers through her body, making her hyperaware of every inch of exposed skin.

Wendy works methodically, coating Jessica's mound with shaving cream before carefully dragging the razor through the foam. Bit by bit, her blonde pubic hair falls away, revealing smooth, pink skin beneath.

Addison leans in close, admiring their progress with a critical eye.

“Mmm, she's getting so pretty and bare for us. What a good little girl she's being now.”

Once Wendy finishes with the razor, Addison takes over, gently patting Jessica dry with a soft towel.

“All done, sweetie. Doesn't that feel so much better?”

“Hold on a sec Addie,” Wendy cuts in.

“Brielle said to get it all, hadn't we better check her backside?”

Addison's eyes go wide, and then she smiles.

“What was I thinking, of course we should check back there. Jessica, you naughty girl, were you really going to let us bring you back to Brielle without asking us to check between your cheeks? Roll over, please. We need to check your rim for any naughty hairs.”

Jessica flushes beet red at the implication, her eyes widening in shock and embarrassment.

“What? No, please, you don't need to check there!” she protests weakly, even as she slowly rolls onto her stomach, burying her flushed face in the pillow.

Wendy tuts disapprovingly.

“Now, now, we can't have you hiding anything from us, can we? Up on your knees, bottom in the air. Let's take a nice, close look at that tight little pucker of yours.”

With trembling limbs, Jessica assumes the degrading position, reaching back to pull her reddened cheeks apart. Her tight pink rosebud winks at the freshmen, completely exposed and ****.

“Ooohhhh, good call Wendy, she does have some fuzz in there. Go ahead and let go of your cheeks Jessica, I can spread them for you, I don’t mind at all” Addison says.

“Wendy, I'll spread her, you shave her.”

Jessica whimpers softly as Addie's long fingers grip her reddened buttocks, spreading them wide open. The cool air hits her exposed anus, making it clench reflexively. Wendy kneels behind Jessica, eyeing her target with a wicked grin.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” Wendy says, her voice laced with mocking amusement.

“Looks like the perfect spot for a little trimming.”

She applies some shaving cream to Jessica's crack, working it in with her fingers. Then, with agonizing slowness, she drags the razor along Jessica's crevice, carefully removing every stray hair. Addie leans in close, her hot breath ghosting over Jessica's ear.

“You're being such a good girl, letting us clean you up so thoroughly,” Addie murmurs.

“I bet this feels amazing, doesn't it? Having your dirty little secret all exposed and groomed for us?”

Jessica is in a semi-catatonic state at this point. She has been spanked to an orgasm in front of the entire Pomeroy cheer squad. She has been handed over to freshman cheerleaders who have taken wild liberties with her, an upperclassman no less. They have spanked her, ****-fed her pussy, and now they've shaved her vagina and even spread her cheeks to get her anal hair.

She doesn't even want to ask the question of how it could get worse, but somehow, she knows it will. She wonders what has become of Holly and Ava and is sure that they have had it just as bad, if not worse. She holds still and tries to be a good girl for her two freshman tormentors.

After a few tense moments, Wendy finishes her task, admiring the newly smooth expanse of skin between Jessica's cheeks.

“There we go, all cleaned up and primped,” Wendy says, giving Jessica's freshly denuded cheeks a light slap that makes the supple flesh jiggle enticingly.

Addie releases her grip, allowing Jessica to collapse onto the bed in a boneless heap.

“Exquisite,” Addie murmurs.

Wendy runs her finger between Jessica's hairless crack.

“You're looking good enough to eat, Jess,” Wendy teases.

Addie giggles at the innuendo, giving Jessica's freshly bared bottom a playful slap.

“Ooh, I like the sound of that! What do you say, Wendy? Should we give our new pet a special treat for being such an obedient girl?”

Jessica's heart races at the implications, a confusing mix of fear and **** excitement churning in her gut.

“Only if she eats me first,” Wendy says, her voice firm.

“It's only fair. She made you cum, I should get the Jessica Reese special just like you did, Addie. What do you think, Jessica? If you can make me cum, we won't have to use the hairbrush to entice you…”

“In fact, Addie, can you think of a way we can motivate Jessica to eat me that's a little more... pleasant?”

Addie's eyes light up with mischief at Wendy's suggestion.

“Oooh, I've got just the thing...”

She runs out of the room and a few seconds later returns, carrying a long, curved vibrating wand and what looks like a string of silicone balls spaced at equal intervals on a silken string, growing smaller in size as they approach what looks like a ring tied to the end.

“A vibrator and anal beads!” Addie cheers.

“Jessica, you are going to dine on Wendy's pussy as a special thank you for the landscaping we just did for you. I'm going to put these anal beads in your bottom and work you into a tizzy until you pop like warm champagne from the vibrator, and then the anal beads are going to make it, like, a million times better. Won't that be so fun?”

Jessica swallows hard, her mind reeling at the prospect. The thought of putting those anal beads inside her freshly shaved bottom makes her clench involuntarily.

“Um, I...” she stammers, trying to find the words.

But before she can protest further, Wendy is already pulling her own satin pajama bottoms down, and lying back into the pillows, gently guiding Jessica between her legs.

“That's right, baby. Get that tongue of yours to work,” Wendy purrs, laying on her back and spreading herself open for Jessica.

“If you do a good job, maybe I'll let you come up for air while Addie plays with your cute little asshole.”

Addie grins wickedly, uncapping the lube and slicking up the anal beads.

“Don't worry, Jess. I'll start nice and slow,” she says.

Jessica hesitates briefly, then with a resigned sigh, buries her face between Wendy's thighs. She starts lapping tentatively at the freshman's folds, tasting her musky essence. Wendy's hips undulate against Jessica's mouth, encouraging her to delve deeper.

Meanwhile, Addie positions herself behind Jessica, trailing a slick finger teasingly along her cleft.

“Ready or not, here I come,” she sing-songs before pressing the tip of the smallest bead against Jessica's tightly furled entrance.

To be continued in chapter 6...