Or maybe more of it was now visible.After that he'd taken his electric razor (he couldn't even think about a blade near his genitals) and removed the ...tubble. Soon he was as hairless from the neck down as a newborn. His skin seemed to tingle with its exposure to air.Once finished, he got dressed (and God, did that feel different!) and made a run his local pharmacy. Once there he found the aisle with the douches and enemas and proceeded to pick up every package and read each one closely.. That, having tasted the exquisitely delicious fruits of liberty and power there was now only - and once again - only the bitter gall of captivity and abasing servitude.The five more blazing strokes that followed convinced Melissa even more of the truth of her re-enslavement. She screamed with pain (now so unused to it as she was) but the far greater pain was in her mind...The certain knowledge that she was now once more a slave-girl. Owned! At anyone’s beck and call, there to be used and. Ellie stared at his painfully hard erection tenting his gym shorts down his left leg. Her own arousal was starting to seep through her panties as her faithful husband found what she was looking for. Andrew smiled. He held of the sheer in the front white panties to the laptop. These were what she had worn on their wedding night. The memory sent a wave of emotions crashing over him. His longing to be with her again burned into raw lust all of a sudden.“Wait honey. Grab the dressing mirror. “No fuckin way,” my wife stated firmly. With a hand on the back of her neck her forced her face down into the mattress and dipped his fingers into her pussy. He shoved his lubed finger at first slowly into her ass while she cussed and wiggled in protest. First one, then two until he positioned himself behind her with both hands forcing her shoulders down. She was delighted when she felt his cock enter her pussy even relaxing a bit. Although she could no longer tell how many fingers he was.