She grabbed his right arm and twisted it behind his back, pulling his wrist backward.
"Ouch, that hurts Baroness!" He yelped.
"I have had quite enough of your wheedling and diddling boy. You are either going to be my submissive or I will throw your ass out, naked, and post photos of you on the internet. You will be ridiculed FOREVER!" She growled in his ear. "What is it going to be?"
He squirmed as best as he could, but there was no escaping her grasp. She was strong.
She pushed him toward the wooden table and pushed him on it. She sat on him while she got the wrist straps tightly secured. And then she put his legs in the stirrups and strapped him in place too.
"Let me go please Baroness!"
No, you know you want this boy, you feel it in your bones. You are submissive and you are MINE NOW!" She laughed sadistically.
Her stilettos clicked on the floor as she moved away. He couldn't see what she was doing but he squirmed
He heard a drawer open and close and then another.
She walked back over, and she stood at his side and showed him a pair of sharp scissors.
His eyes opened with fear, "What are you going to do with that? He whined.
You just don't fret little one.
With that, she started to cut off his red t-shirt at the shoulders. And then cut down the middle of the front of his shirt. She yanked the material away and threw it off the side. Then she moved down and cut the pant legs of his gray dockers. Soon the remains of the pants were discarded as well.
"Now hold very still boy as I don't want to cut something vital!
The scissors cut through the side of his boxers and she again yanked them away and threw them to the side too.
He felt the coolness of the room brush over his now naked body.
She plucked a gray hair from his chest. He winced
"Tsk, tsk this shall not do! " She said as she walked away and out of the room.
She wasn't gone but when she returned she had a plastic basin full of water and some shaving cream. She placed it on the small table next to the wooden table. She walked over to her cabinet and took out a straight razor.
She squeezed out the washcloth in the basin and rubbed them over his chest and then squirted the shaving cream on his chest. She took the straight razor and started to shave him.
"Time to get all that nasty hair off your body!" She said. "Oh look it seems my cock likes this!" Doesn't it?
She referred to it as her cock as his body was Her's now, right down to his little pinky toenail.
The straight razor did a good job of making his chest baby smooth. She then proceeded to shave his legs and his stomach area.
"Now, do I want to have you all clean-shaven or should I leave the crotch hair!" She said as she swung the razorback and forth over him.
