His dick was softer than when they left him but still not fully deflated. Jess dumped all their purchases at the foot of the bed and dug through until she found the hair wax. She went downstairs and warmed it in the microwave then brought it back up.
"While we got him in the right position let's do some deforestation on that hairy ass he's got."
"Have you ever done this before?"
"No, but I get it done on myself every few months and I am a quick study." She was stirring the melted wax as she spoke. "You ready for this Keith? I am going to clean up your nether regions for you. After that I expect you to keep it in the same condition. Nobody deserves a mouthful of your gross ass and dick hair when they go down on you. Especially your beautiful wife."
"Get on with it. It's going to hurt right?"
"A lot more if I start now. I am waiting for the wax to cool. I want it to hurt but I don't want it to blister your skin."
"How very considerate of you. Any chance I can take a piss before we start?"
"Sure, go ahead."
"Of course. You mean I should just piss in my own face right?"
"Or don't, but I am not untying you anytime soon."
"Perfect. Because me pissing in my own face will somehow make me a better lover."
"I doubt it. This is not about making you a better lover, it is about convenience. I don't want to go to all the trouble of untying you then retying you."
"What if I told you that you don't have to tie me up at all? I am resigned to this. Do whatever you want to me."
"We are too new in our relationship Keith. You have not earned my trust yet. When this hot wax hits your ass, and especially when I snatch the hair out of your flesh, you are going to want to not be here. Those ties will make sure you are."
"How is hurting me going to make me a better lover?"
"Oh, the pain is punitive. That's a legal term that means getting you back for being an inconsiderate lover to my best friend for three whole fucking years."
"Punitive," Keith repeated and chuckled.
He was trying to hold onto some dignity by being sarcastic. Which sounded silly and out of place considering the very vulnerable position he was in. His tone said this was all ridiculous and Vivica feared for him. Jess would not put up with much of that. Vivica was not sure how she knew this, but she was fairly sure that Jess wanted to break Keith. Not physically, but mentally. Not break him mentally like as to make him a crazy person, but to eradicate from him his will to resist at all. Like someone might break a wild horse. She wanted to domesticate him, make him submit. Vivica hoped this would not destroy in him what made him so good at everything else.
He was spread wide open, all his most private spots were on display and easy access. Vivica walked over to the foot of the bed, climbed up, and crawled up to look down at her husband's face from between his legs. She put her hands on his ass. She could feel his bones. Were they his pelvic bones? Probably the tops of his femurs where they attached to his pelvis. She could feel them bulging through his skin. He didn't have much muscle tone. Between her brown hands on his pale white ass was the angry tangle of red hair that filled his ass crack and covered his balls.
His balls were very big. The size of billiard balls. Two big balls crammed into his tight sack. Were they always this big or were they swollen from the beating Jess gave them? He was looking up at her between his legs. His dick hung just inches from his face. His expression was hard to read. He was angry, that part was easy to read, but there was also shame, sadness, and humiliation. She felt her cunt throb. Why? She did not like it that this turned her on.
"Want me to suck you?" she whispered and the words were out before she realized she was going to say them. He didn't answer.
Her right hand slid over to cup his balls. The bag was tight around its big load but not so tight that both balls couldn't be seen where they pressed against his skin individually. She gently squeezed and moved the balls around. She gathered them up and wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the base of his scrotum and pulled up gently. This made his big nuts stretch the skin of his sack tight around them. She wanted to lick them, like this, big and tight, she wanted to suck them into her mouth, and she was about to because he could not stop her, but Jess took over again.
"Perfect," she said as she knelt on the bed next to Vivica. "We'll start right there. Keep holding them."
Vivica watched as Jess smeared the sticky wax onto his bulging scrotum with a wooden tongue depressor. If it was too hot Keith was able to take it without reacting. Vivica held the balls up and skin taut as she did it. Then Jess covered the waxed area with the paper and waited a few seconds. Without a word of warning she grabbed a corner of the paper that was stuck to the wax and snatched it off. Keith's whole frame tensed and he let out a whoosh of air, but he did not cry out. Vivica looked down and saw his scrotum, the bottom of it which was the top of it right now because of the position he was in, was now smooth and hairless. The expression on his face was frantic and she knew he was waiting for the pain to subside and trembling. Vivica bent down and took his his hairless balls into her mouth and tried to suck the pain away for him.
She looked into his eyes as her tongue licked over the bare spot. A tear escaped from the corner of his right eye and Vivica hoped Jess didn't see that. She would ridicule him for it and add to his shame. Vivica reached down and wiped the tear away for him. When she brought her hand back up she grabbed his half-hard cock and pulled it up and pushed it into her mouth. She sucked as much of it in as she could in the awkward position he was in. She wanted to give him some pleasure. If he was crying over the first patch she did, he was in trouble, because he had a lot more hair to remove.
Jess smeared more wax into the crack of his ass then jammed the paper strip in there to smooth it out. When she snatched it out Keith's discipline broke and he wailed in pain. Vivica tried to get more of his cock into her mouth but now she was hindering Jess's efforts and she was gently nudged aside.
Jess mercilessly applied more wax and ripped out more hair. She did the skin around his asshole, the sides of his scrotum, the base of his dick. Vivica was employed to streth the various patches of skin taught and hold them when Jess tore the hair out. Between patches, as the pain flooded him, Keith tried to jerk free of the ties and contort his body. He was tied down to well and held in place to effectively avoid the treatment.
They untied his legs and dropped them down to retie them so he was now spread eagle on the bed. More wax was applied and then his hard pubis was bare. When she was done his genitals and the skin around them were smooth. He had a crazed look in his eyes, was crying openly, and was hoarse from yelling. It hurt her to see him like this, but it still aroused her as well.
"Alright," Jess said and grinned. "Nice job tough guy, but what happened to your dick?"
His cock was fully soft now. The head was recessed back into his foreskin so it looked like a fat little peanut. His bare balls hung heavily between his wide spread legs.
"We are going to have to get that little soldier back up and standing at attention," Jess said. "Or, maybe we cage it instead. What do you think Viv?"
"Cage it?"
"Yeah, you never asked me what CD was on the list. It's a Chastity Device, for men. It's a little dick shaped cage with a lock and key so he can't get off, can't even get hard, without you." Jess rooted through the purchases until she came up with the package she wanted and held it up. It was a contraption made of chrome, thick rings that looked to go around the base of his cock, a chrome cage that was dick shaped curved away downward from the thick rings. There was a gap in the cage bars at the tip. "His cock is in the perfect condition to put it on right now."
"What's the end game here?" Keith asked as he looked at the contraption. He said it in a whine and Vivica's pussy throbbed at the utter defeat in his voice. His face still wore a prolonged, if not permanent, wince from the pain of the waxing. "I thought the point of the exercise was to teach me to control my orgasm not prevent me from getting excited."
"Well, we can't let you go sneak off and rub one out and we can't be around you twenty-four seven. You will wear this whenever you are not in our presence to prevent you from touching yourself."