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	CHAPTER SIX

	When Beth woke up, she was aware that she was on her side.
She raised up just enough to discover the straps which had held her to
the table had been removed.  She was aware of a dull ache in her jaws
from having been forced open wide for so long.

	“Good, you are awake,” she heard Frank say.  “Sit up and I
will remove the hand cuffs, hood and the ball gag, I have other uses
for your mouth..

	Although Beth did not like the sound of that, anything would
be better than having that ball in her my mouth for another minute.
She sat upright.

	Quickly, the hood and gag were removed, then the hand cuffs.
Beth just sat rubbing her wrists, but not speaking.  “Who was that
woman? she asked after a few minutes.

	“You will find out when she wants you to know her identity,
but not before slut.  By the way, I meant what I said about letting
her cut you if you fail to keep your cunt shaved nice and smooth at
all times.  Believe me cunt, you would not like that at all.”

	She looked down for the first time at her hairless vagina, and
was repulsed by it nakedness.  Yet she knew it would do no good to
protest, he would just threaten to send his file on her to the
newspaper and the Library board, and she would have to give in to
prevent that.

	“Okay, now follow me to the bed room, and I will let you suck
my cock.  If you do a good job, you can then go on home.  Remember
though, that you are to return here Wednesday night at 7:00, with just
your rain coat on, just like today.  If you are lucky, we will be able
to take the glued rings off your nipples.  In fact: Frank said, “if
you can get them off before then, go ahead and do it.”  He added,
“We will not need them anymore after Wednesday night.”

	Beth was so thrilled to hear that she would no longer have
those ring glued to her nipples, that she literally bounced down the
hall as she follow Frank to his bedroom.  She waited until he unzipped
his pants and pulled them down, and while he laid back on his bed.
She took his penis in her mouth and gave him the very best oral sex
she could possibly give in hopes he would be pleased enough to let her
return to the safety of her own house.  

	Within 15 minutes, Frank was squirting his cum down her
throat, moaning with pleasure as he did.  “Ok, slut, get out, but be
back Wednesday night,” he said as he rolled over turning his back to
her.

	Beth got in her car, noting it was still not quiet 5:00, and
drove home.  She parked and went inside and locked her door.  In her
bathroom, she opened her raincoat and looked between her legs at her
hairless vagina.  It was not attractive to her at all, and looked
obscene.  She pulled on a pair of short and a T-shirt, fixed herself a
stiff drink, and sat on her couch.  She spent a long time trying
identify the voice of the woman who had shaved he.  It was a voice she
had heard before, but she just could not place it


	Monday morning, she arrived at work ready to put in a hard
day.  She felt strange between her legs where the hair once was, but
so engrossed herself in her work that she was able to put it out of
her  mind.  The day passed uneventfully, and soon she was driving to
the newspaper’s building to turn in the book review she had worked on
over the weekend.

	She parked and went to the third floor to turn the review in
and check the box there for any messages or rewrites that she needed
to get do this week.  She thumbed through the messages that had been
left there by her boss, and stopped at a sealed envelope that had no
name on it.  She opened the envelope.  Inside was a hank of hair tied
together by a tiny pink ribbon and a typewritten note.

	The note read, “Here is a souvenir of our time together,
Beth.  I look forward to our next meeting.”  There was no name
indicating who the note was from, but it had to be an employee of the
newspaper.  The public did not have access to this floor of the
building.  Beth closed the envelope and hurriedly put it in her purse.
She looked around, but no one was there.  She quickly left the
building and drove home.

	In her house, she poured a glass of wine and sat down with the
envelope of hair she had taken out of her purse.  She looked at it and
decided it was, or at least had been, hers.  “Now who put it in my
box, who was that woman who know also knows about me?” she wondered.
h had two more glasses of wine while pondering on that question.  Then
she fell asleep on the couch still fully dressed.

	Sometime after midnight Beth awoke, undressed, took her shower
and went to bed.  She was fast asleep when she heard someone.  She
opened her eyes to see Frank standing at the foot of her bed dressed
in his jogging outfit and smiling don at her.

	“What are you doing here?” she exclaimed.

	“I wants my slut’s cunt if it is wet, or your ass if it is
not.  I am going to piss, it better be wet when I get back or I will
butt fuck you.”  he walked to her bathroom having said that.

	Beth seethed with anger, but she quickly started working on
herself to get as wet as possible in the few minutes she had before he
returned.  She was reminded just how much she hated her hairless
condition as her hand found their way to her vagina.  Soon she was not
only wet, but had managed to again aroused herself in the process.
She hated that most of all, and felt as if her body was an enemy in
this matter.

	He returned naked proudly displaying his erect penis.  “Part
your knees and spread your cunt lips, et me see if you are wet enough
to avoid an ass fuck,” he told her.

	She did just that even though it was almost more humiliation
than she could take.  He inspected, and inserted a finger, them
pronounced, it was not as wet as it ought to be, but it would do.

		Once again, he inserted his penis being careful to
insure that was the only point of contact between their bodies.  He
watched as his male meat glistened with her moisture as in slid in and
out of her hairless pussy.  He moved in and out very slowly at first,
then he saw what he was hoping to see.  Beth’s hips had moved
slightly forward to meet his deliberate motion.  He continues to watch
and increased the speed of his thrusts.  As he did, her motion
increased in speed to match his.  He smiled to himself and sped up
even more as she did the same.  Then he slammed hard and fast into
her.  He heard a low moan, the another, and still another as he
continued.  At the moment he was shooting his cum into her, she let
out an even louder groan.

	Frank pulled his spent penis from her body and got off the
bed.  He said nothing, but just dressed and left her still laying on
the bed with her knees apart.

	She continued to lay on her bed, not moving long after he had
gone.  She hated herself for having lost control,  even more because
she was sure Frank had noticed it.  She resolved to never, never let
that happen again, even if it meant allowing him to have anal
intercourse with her.  She was just not going to arouse herself to get
wet for him again she thought was why she had lost control.

	She got up at last and showered.  There she examined her bald
vagina, and was repulsed at its hairless obscenity.  She was at least
comforted by the fact that her hair would grow back.

	At work, she felt more comfortable.  Her mind was totally
engrossed by her love of her job and blocked out all thoughts of her
plight.  Only in using the bathroom was she forced to confront the
reality of her situation.  She was growing to hate being hairless
“there” by the second.

	Soon it was Wednesday and she was home drinking a gin and
tonic, watching the clock tick ever closer to the time she had to be
at Frank’s house.  She made up her mind that she was not under any
circumstance get herself wet for him, and that she was going to just
endure the pain of anal intercourse.

	At last, she put on her rain coat.  A button caught in the
chain between her nipples and with a slight tug, one side came free.
The chain just dangled from her right nipple.  This was the first
thing that had pleased her in some time.  She knew that soon the other
would come free and she would no longer have that chain between her
nipples.

	When she rang his door bell, he opened the door and said,
“come it and strip slut.  He closed the door behind her.  Beth
removed the rain coat and folded it over the back of a chair.

	“I see the glue is coming loose,” Frank commented gesturing
to her chest.  “Do you want me to glue them back on?”

	“No, please don’t do that, please,” she responded.

	“Ok, we will not do that again. Does that make you happy?”

	“Yes.”

	As he walked to the couch, he pulled down his pants and
undershorts, then sat down.  “I have a date tonight, but she is a
nice girl, not a slut like you.  I just want to used your mouth then
you can go home.  First though, stand in front of me and spread your
legs, I want to examine your cunt.”

	The impact of what he had just said about his date being a
nice girl and not a slut hit Beth like a ton of bricks.  It made her
realize just how low she was considered to be by this man who was able
to control her life by his nasty blackmail threats.  She moved to
stand in front of him and spread her legs as he told her, but her eyes
were filling with tears as she did.

	Frank was very pleased to see the tears, but restrained any
show of his elation.  His hand reached out and caressed her hairless
vagina.  Then he asked, “why didn’t you shave your fucking cunt?”

	“I did not think it needed it,” was her reply.  “The hair
is very fine and less than a 16th inch long, it is hardly visible.”

	“On your knees,” he said.

	Beth knelt between his legs and leaned over to give him the
oral sex he had said he wanted.  In a move so swift she had no time to
react, he covered her head with the leather hood he had used last
Sunday.  He held her head while he closed the tiny padlock to hold it
firmly in place.

	“Stand up slut,” he ordered in a surprisingly stern tone of
voice.  He shoved her down the hall to his bedroom and pushed her so
that she fell back on his bed.  “I will leave you here until I
return, then I will get my sex.”

	She felt him grab first one wrist then the other as he tied
them to the headboard of the bed.  “That should keep you out of harms
way until I return,” he said as he left the bedroom and closed the
door.

	Beth laid there, unable to see and tied to the bed for what
seemed a long time when she heard the bedroom door open.  Actually it
had taken Susan less than a half hour to get there when Frank called
and explained what he wanted her to do to Beth.

	Beth heard the bedroom door open, and a female voice say,
“well Beth, you are a lovely sight.”

	“Who are you?” Beth asked.

	“Don’t you remember, I am the one that shaved your lovely
pussy last Sunday.”

	“No, I mean what is your name?”

	“You will  learn that when it is time.  For now all you need
to know is that I love to hurt helpless girls like you, but  promised
Frank that I would not harm you unless I needed to.  If you cooperate,
I will not hurt you, do you understand?”  She reached out and grabbed
Beth’s left breast and squeeze hard to emphasize her point.

	Beth gasped in pain, but said, “I will do as you want, just
don’t hurt me, please don’t.”

	“Good, you will be glad to know that I will not hurt you, but
do as I say or else I will teach you the real meaning of pain.”  She
then told Beth to lift her head.  When Beth did, she wrapped something
around the hood over Beth’s mouth gagging her into silence.  She told
Beth to lift her hips and then slid two large pillows under them.

	 “I am going to remove your hair again.  The good news is
that I am not going to shave you, Frank was afraid I would be too
tempted to cut you.  The bad news is that I am going to remove them
with tweezers.”  She saw Beth’s body jerk as she said that.  “Oh,
don’t be afraid, only the first few will hurt, then you will become
accustomed to it and they rest will hardly cause any discomfort at
all.  Besides, you have no choice anyway, unless you want me to get
rough with you.”

	“Now, spread those legs nice and wide for me,” Susan said.

	Soon, she was at work, and Beth’s body jumped as each hair
was pulled out, follicle and all.  Then, as she had been told, after
about the first couple of dozen, there was just the lightest sing as
each hair was removed.  Beth lay that way for hours as the unknown
woman worked.	  

	At last Beth felt Her get off the bed and say, “finished.”

	She was surprised to hear Frank ask, “did you get all of her
hair.”  She did not know he had returned.

	“Yes, but I may need to get a few others later, just to clean
it up good for you.”

	Beth heard them walk out of the bedroom and close the door.
In a couple of minutes< Frank returned, and said, “that took longer
than I expected.  It is almost 4:00 am, and I don’t want you to be
late for work this morning.  We can’t chance you loosing your job.”
As he said this he was untying Beth’s wrists, and removing the gag
and hood.

		“You go on home now, but be here Saturday at noon,
naked of course.  I will use you body then for my pleasure.  By the
way be sure to bring a front hook bra with you, that is very
important.” 

	Beth said nothing, but got up, and went to the den.  She put
on her coat and drove home.  She went straight to bed without even
taking a shower and fell to sleep immediately.



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