She begged him to stop promising she would comply with whatever he wanted if only he would not hurt her any more. The man laughed as he reminded her t...at he could do whatever he wanted anyway and he enjoyed testing her limits of pain and pleasure; as if to demonstrate this he lowered his head down on to her right nipple and tenderly licked her nipple sending confusing sensations to Lisa's brain, sheer pain from her left nipple and sheer delight from her right.Just as her mind began to block out. We had a stash of razor blades but very soon those factories in China wouldn't be operating anymore. Cunt and leg shaving might be erotic, but it was time to think ahead. As for Katherine, who was looking at me nervously, itching to beg me for the full and complete treatment, and I decided to test her resolve."I'm wondering about your hair, whore. You're always pushing at it and fidgeting with it, so perhaps I should have them remove it, making your head totally bald! Then you could wear wigs. “Well lets get inside then. Otherwise we’ll be here all night!” Jackie exclaimed. I got out and we both walked several yards to the front door. On the way, I surreptitiously placed my hand round her slim waist until we got there. Then I dug a hand in my jacket pocket and fumbled for my keys, distracted by the fact that Jackie had agreed to come in, in spite of the huge misgivings I had had about even asking her. When I found them, I opened the door and we both stepped inside. I gingerly. I had just one lock of hair left on my head. Everything else was bald. He reached out and took hold of the last lock of hair.“No!” I screamed. “Don’t take my hair away. Stop! Stop!” But he yanked on it anyway and I felt my soul being ripped from my body. And all my thirteen-year-old friends were laughing at me and pointing and calling me a freak. I couldn’t wake up. There was the fright wig mother gave me with its polyester hair sticking out in clownish curls.“Hey Bozo!” my one-time friends.