Not one left

“ Don’t think I haven’t notice your red bush.”

I was devastated, weak an humiliated. She easily pushed me on to the bed.

"Don't look! it ain't red! Im no ginger!"

"Oh baby girl you are a ginger a tubular titted ginger."

All the humiliation, spanking, and touching had come to this. I kindda did a bit of a pipi. I tinkle a bit in my undies! Okay?!

“Hahahahah,” Emily laughed out loud. “can`t evil Lauren hold her piss? Hahah and you called me a dork.”

I kept crying , I hadn’t wet myself in 13 years!

“Now, now, I know you love your Cinderella but you can’t be running around in wet underwear.”

Then Emily pulled kickers down to my ankles. I was thankful we were alone. If it were't so everyone would have seen my pear shaped naked body with my dumb red bush to finish the humiliating sight.

“Now, I need to clean you since you wet yourself”

I was dumbfounded. Was Emily bug eyes going to clean me? How had it come to this.

“But first”

Emily took out some tiny clamps and without hesitation put them in my erect nipples.

I cried some more.

"These big nipples have to be censored a bit"

No one had ever seen my boobies and now I had clamps on them, no one had ever seen my knickers!

I’m a bit of a prude, I may be a virgin at 30 but I was still hot an powerful, until that day

Emily said something but I didn’t catch it. She spread my chicken legs and rubbed something onto my vagina.

I did enjoy it, it was cool and felt good as she rubbed me there. I even kegel a bit. It felt so good

Before I noticed Emily removed all the foam-cream . It was full of my pubs. I had just been striped of my pubic hair, of my red bush, of my strongest sign of maturity!