Not quite.

"Uh oh," Bianca said with a smile, "it looks like you didn't pluck fast enough. Why don't you finish, while I think about how to punish you."

Amy looked down in dismay, there were only three hairs left that she could see. She pulled them out quickly. Her mound was red all over from having each hair plucked, and the whole area felt like it had been sun-burnt.

"That looks tender." Bianca said, "let's get you cleaned up." She opened a drawer in her dresser and pulled out a bottle of Everclear. "I don't have any rubbing ****, but this will probably do the trick. Now lay back."

Once Amy was on her back, Bianca poured the **** directly on her pussy. As soon as it made contact, it felt like Amy was on fire. She squealed in pain. Then Bianca roughly rubbed the **** around. The burning sensation increased, but it also mingled with a renewed sense of arousal as Bianca's hands wandered over her clit and slit, and even down to her asshole.

"Good. Now let's talk about your punishment. I'll give you three choices of how you'd like to be punished: Pain, Humiliation, or Frustration."

Amy thought deeply about it:

Pain was scary, but maybe Bianca would go easy on her if she asked for it.

Humiliation seemed the obvious choice, since she was being humiliated already, but how much worse might Bianca make it for an actual punishment? And besides, she wasn't sure she was ready to face that part of herself that was turned on by shame.

Amy didn't know what Bianca meant by Frustration. It didn't sound too bad, but not knowing made her wary.