Willie gets another idea

Lisa, horrified by her position, found that she couldn't reply even if she wanted to. The brute took that as enough of an excuse to **** her, but before he had was even touching her pussy, Willie stopped him.

"Wait!" Willie grinned, "I have an idea. It might get her wet, it might not, but we'll all have in the end, ain't that right?"

He flashed Lisa a malicious smile.

Lisa fearfully watched as Willie pulled something out of his pocket once more. This time, it was a razor. The blades looked rusty, and it looked like a strand of hair or two was still stuck on it. Lisa's eyes widened, and she started to shake her head.

"Please," she begged, "don't!"

"It's kind of rusty." Willie said, as if he hadn't heard her, "And I don't have any shaving cream, any of you?"

"We got this!" one of the men from the crowd pulled out a half bottle of whiskey. "It'll get her hair nice and sticky."

"Sure, that'll work." Willie smiled, grabbing the bottle.

Lisa started to struggle again, but the men held her too tight. She could only watch as Willie approached her. Before long, he had poured the entire bottle of whiskey onto her pussy hair, and the warm liquid sent an unwanted pleasure through her. The pleasure was soon gone though, for Willie had quickly after grabbed her pussy hair and started to shave it.

The blade was as dull as it looked, and it was incredibly painful having the rusty metal scrape against her pussy. The process of shaving her took half an hour, and by the time the last of the blonde vaginal hair had fallen to the ground, her pussy was red and almost swollen.

"Let's see the damage." Willie said.

He slapped her pussy.

Lisa immediately yelped in pain, and the men once again laughed.

"Looks like I'll have even more fun." the brute said as he once again approached her entrance. His cock was fully erected, and Lisa looked at it with agony.

"That'll never fit." she almost whispered.

"That's the fun." the brute smiled.