James had an elegant evening on the town planned for night three of domination week. Dinner at their favorite restaurant, and a nice show. Oh, and a little bit of revenge for having been denied relief the night before. He went home during his lunch hour and laid out one of Sarah's loveliest evening gowns, along with the shoes and undergarments he wanted her to wear. He called her at work and gave her instructions to leave work early, go home and bathe and prepare, and wait for him naked sitting on the bed. He would be there precisely at 6:00 to help her dress.
James had to make another stop at the adult bookstore that afternoon as well. He picked up his latest aid and once again tipped the clerk handsomely for his help before driving home, feeling quite the pervert.
He pulled in the driveway at 5:58 and headed for the front door. He walked in and glanced to see if Sarah was there. He didn't expect her to be anywhere but where he had told her to be, and he wasn't disappointed. Sarah sat primly on the bed, naked, hands in her lap.
James caught the scent of his favorite perfume as he walked in the room. Sarah looked magnificent. Never one to wear much makeup, she had just a touch of color in her cheeks, and a light dusting of shadow above her eyes. Her only extravagant touch was the heavy application of bright red on her lips, giving them a full, wet and sensual look. Her lips looked incredibly sexy to James, that one bit of garishness on her otherwise virginal face giving Sarah an air of lasciviousness.
She had done her nails to match the lipstick, a whorish flaming red that caught the light and shimmered. Her hair was pulled up in a loose bun, with a loose strand falling to her shoulders on each side, a wonderfully stylish look.
James sat down on the bed next to her and slipped his arm around her waist. He put his small shopping bag down on the bed next to him. He reached up and stroked her throat as she turned her head towards him. He slid his hand down and cupped her breast, then gently squeezed the hardening nipple. Sarah gasped and her lips parted sensually, just the tip of her tongue showing between them.
"Come on darling," he said, letting his hand drop. "We have one last little bit of grooming to do before we go out." He led Sarah into the bathroom. He gestured for her to sit on the edge of their large tub, with her feet in it. "Spread your legs for me darling. Good. Now stay like that. I'll be right back." James went to the bedroom and quickly undressed down to his boxer shorts. He returned and went to the bathroom sink and retrieved his shaving kit. He turned on the hot lather machine, and returned to Sarah. He kneeled down in the tub in between her legs and pulled a pair of scissors from the kit.
"These are supposed to be for facial hair, but I think they'll do the job," he said, looking up at her. "Now hold very, very still. I don't want to make any mistakes." James reached down to her pussy lips and pulled a few of the short hairs away from her body. He reached down carefully and snipped them off with the scissors. He repeated the process until he had the hair surrounding Sarah's pussy lips sheared to virtual stubble. He repeated the process on the thicker hair above her pussy. When he finished, her beautiful nether lips could be seen clearly, as could her clitoris.
"Nearly finished now. Just have to shave off the rest." He got up again and went back to the sink. He picked up the mortar and razor from the expensive shaving set his wife had bought him a few years back. He filled the mortar with hot foam and went back to the tub. He smiled, remembering Sarah's worry that he wouldn't get any use from the antique brush, mortar and razor she had been so proud of finding for him.
James had heard of men shaving their wives before, about how intimate and sensual an activity it could be. He hadn't really believed it could be exciting. But as he knelt at his wife's feet, staring at her open legs, he thought he understood. Sarah was totally under his command in this moment. She trusted him completely not to hurt her, and she was allowing him to bare her in a way that he had never seen her. It was exciting for him, both sexually and intellectually
James turned on the hot water in the tub. He moistened the remaining hair, and then took the warm lather in his hand and touched it to Sarah's skin. She moaned, and her legs started to close involuntarily before she stopped and spread them again. He slowly applied the foam liberally over the skin near her pussy lips where the short hair remained. He quickly checked to make sure he had a new blade in the razor. Then carefully, lightly, he stroked her with the razor, taking great care not to cut the delicate skin. He cleaned the razor with the warm water, then finished the length of her lips on the left side with another stroke. He stroked her skin with his index finger to clear away the foam and check to see if any hairs remained. Sarah moaned as he touched her.
"Shhh…be very still, and very quiet, darling," James said, as he brought his face to within inches of her pussy to more closely inspect her. He noticed a few stray hairs. He applied more foam to the area, and removed the few remaining hairs with a couple of short strokes. He repeated the entire process then on the other side of her lips, until he was satisfied that her pink, shining slit was completely hairless. That left only the patch of hair above her pussy unshaved.
"What do you think, darling? Should we leave a little here, or should we take off all of it?" He looked up at Sarah. She was leaning back on her hands for balance, watching intently, legs spread as wide as she could get them. James guessed she would want whatever would keep the razor away from her fragile skin.
"Well—" she began.
"You know, this is a special occasion, I think," James interrupted. "I think we should take it all off, just to see what it looks like. I hope that's OK with you, darling." James looked up at Sarah, challenging her to disagree.
"Yes, whatever you want," Sarah whispered.
"Wonderful, I'm glad you agree. I'll just finish up." James used the same careful, light touch and removed the remaining hair. He set the shaving items aside, and used his cupped hands to pour warm water over Sarah's exposed genital area. Sarah moaned and threw head back as the warm water cascaded over her sensitive pussy again and again. Soon all trace of the shaving foam was gone, and James had a clear look at his handiwork.
"Ohhh, it's beautiful darling. Would you like to see it?" Not waiting for an answer, James reached for the mirror (a shaving mirror, he laughed to himself) and held it so that Sarah could see between her own legs. He slid his fingers up the newly bare skin on either side of her pussy and felt how smooth and soft the skin was. Then he stroked the area just above her pussy. Sarah purred at the stimulation, and looked in awe at her reflection as if she'd never seen her own pussy before.
"Oh, darling, it does look different, doesn't it?" she said, looking back and forth between James and her reflection.
"Different, and wonderful. Touch it darling. Feel how nice and smooth it is." Sarah slid a hand down between her legs and stroked her skin, feeling it free of hair for the first time. She slid a finger up either side, and then spread her pussy lips, exposing her inner folds. Then she stroked the area above her clitoris. "Can you feel the cool air on your pussy now?"
"Mmmm, yes. It feels nice."
"It looks amazing, Sarah. I can't believe the difference. I've always wanted to see what your pussy would look like shaved. Another fantasy I can check off my list." James was stroking Sarah's bare pussy as he spoke, looking closely at his work. "It's just too bad I made the bargain about no pictures last night." James stood up and got out of the tub. He took Sarah's hand and pulled her up as well.
"Come on now, darling. I've got to show you my latest acquisition. You're going to love it." James led her into the bedroom and had her sit where she had been before. She primly closed her legs and put her hands in her lap. James turned over the bag and dumped out its contents onto the bed.
"It's called a 'scorpion'," he said, holding up a slender green item. "See, the tail goes inside you. The head goes right up against your clit. And the whole thing vibrates." The tail was about two or three inches long and the size of James' middle finger, in the shape of a scorpion's long tail and stinger. The head was slender plastic also carved to look like a scorpion, with a small tongue-like protuberance.
"And here's the best part of all. It has a wireless remote control. See? It looks almost like a cell phone." He held up the small unit. It had a small piece that flipped down and looked like a mouthpiece. It had a keypad that looked just like a cellular phone, right down to the asterisk and pound sign on either side of the zero.
"The 1, 2, and 3 are the vibrator's settings, low to high. The pound sign turns it off. According to the clerk, it's supposed to work up to 100 feet, even through walls. So it'll look like I'm making a phone call, when I'll actually be teasing you mercilessly. God, we're going to have so much fun with this thing." Sarah looked at him incredulously. "Well, I'm going to, anyway," he said with an evil grin flashing on his face. He picked up another item off the bed.
"You wear it using these straps," he said, holding up a small metal ring with two elastic bands dangling from it. He stretched one of the bands and let it snap back into place. "You slide the vibrator through this ring, to hold it in place. Then you slide these straps on over your legs, and that holds it where you want it." He took the vibrator from her and slid it into the ring, making sure it was snug and secure.
"OK, stand up darling," he said, holding the contraption out in front of him. Sarah stood up. "OK, now step into each of these." Sarah stepped into each of the straps and slid them up her legs until they were both in place at the junction of her thighs to her buttocks. James went to the nightstand to retrieve the bottle of lubricant that he had used a couple of days ago. He coated the little green scorpion with lube, and then positioned it in place. The tail slid into Sarah easily, and James was fairly sure that there was more lubricant involved than just what he had applied. He positioned the head at the hood of her clitoris, adjusting the vibe until he had it where he wanted it.
"OK, darling. Are you ready for a test run?" He picked up the remote control and flipped it open. He stood with his finger poised over the buttons and looked Sarah in the eye. He very slowly inched his index finger down and pressed the 1. He very faintly heard the vibrator hum into action. Sarah's eyes opened wider, and her hand went to her stomach, just above where the vibrator was nestled between her legs. Her lips parted slightly, and her eyes began to glaze over as the scorpion worked on her clitoris and pussy.
