Something to remember it by

Retiring to your room, you walk into the connected bathroom eager to shower off the sweat and cum of the past few hours. Waiting for you there was a collared boy who looked to be 18 years old. He has a smooth, soft face of the kind you’d think to see in a fantasy movie on a particularly nubile elf twink. You vaguely remember seeing him at the table earlier but in your defense you were a little preoccupied with the great food and then the cock.

“Uh...Hey.” You said, slightly confused “what are you doing here?”

“I’m here to shave you ma’am. The Master said so.”

Remembering your deal from earlier, you inwardly sigh.

“Right. Damn. I was hoping he’d forget about that.”

“He said that you could keep some of it ma’am, but that the rest had to go.”

“Ugh, fine.” You relented. “But before you do, are you any good at photography?”

“I have some experience, why?”

“I spent a lot of time growing this out” you say, motioning to the veritable forest that is your pubic hair “If I’m not allowed to have it anymore I at least want some proof it was there. So what’s going to happen is that I’ll pose as you take some good pictures of my pussy, and I’ll let you be the last one to fuck it before it gets trimmed. Got that?”

You retrieve your phone from your purse and give it to him, instructing him on how to frame the shots. In some you sit on the edge of the bathtub with your legs spread, in others you’re standing allowing the light of the setting sun through the window to shine through your thigh gap, and in some you’re bent over with your ass to the camera so that only the hair growing on your pussy lips are visible. Looking through the pictures, you choose a few shots from each pose to save and delete the rest.

“Ok pretty boy, lie down.” You say, pushing him onto his back in the middle of the large tiled bathroom. His erect cock stood up like a flagpole, long hard and inviting. Straddling him, you grind on his cock letting your clit rub against it. The pleasure feels different from Emma’s skillful tonguing earlier.

Where before the building pleasure felt like an artist painting on a canvas, slowly adding to the picture piece by piece until the revelation of the finished landscape, this felt more like a mechanic wearing away the rust on a piece of an engine until the car purred gently when turned on.

You humped his cock more, getting yourself closer to orgasm without bothering about his. It was only when you felt yourself getting close that you lowered your soaking pussy onto his cock. You started slowly, feeling it penetrate you until you got as far down on it as you could before lifting back up and beginning to bounce on it in earnest. As you did, you grabbed your phone again and snapped a selfie making sure you got your whole body in the shot including the cock buried deep inside you. Your grinding on his cock beforehand made things easier and you came on his cock in no time. Apparently he was close as well, and your orgasm triggered his as you felt his warm cum fill you up from the inside. Even though you were already on birth control you always got a little nervous when that happened, but you also kinda liked it.

Your fun over, you let him lick his cum out of you before he got to work shaving your beautiful bush. It took longer than you’d hoped even though it couldn’t have been more than 5-10 minutes total, and by time he was done your pubes were reduced to a neat little landing strip above your newly bald pussy.

The boy left, his work done, and you were left in your room wondering what to do next...