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The Price of Love

Chapter 4 Elise Gets Shaved

Chapter Four – Elise Gets Shaved.

Later, when Elise had climbed onto the bed and tucked her knees up to her chest, sleep had come easily, regardless of the fact that her poor little bottom and face still hurt.

When she awoke, it was to the sound of female voices – Layla and Rose – discussing her as they stood on either side of the bed, looking down at her.

"I have a feeling this one is going to be trouble," Rose warned.

"Perhaps, but I'm sure you can have her trained in no time, Rose. I have complete confidence in you."

Then, leaning down and stroking the side of Elise's face with the back of her hand, Layla noted, "You're really rather a pretty little thing without all that awful make-up, aren't you?" Then, inspecting the girl's face more closely, "Oh dear, did Rose do that to you? You must have been a very naughty; Rose here has so much patience, she really does. She amazes me at times."

Elise tried to sit up, but quickly realized her wrists and ankles had been cuffed and chained to the corners of the bed, and a collar secured around her neck. And, she still had no clothes on! "Please release me?" she begged, straining to lift her head. "I promise I will do what ever you want me to."

"All in good time, little one, all in good time. Now, Rose, all that hair covering her lovely pussy, that will simply have to go. You may shave her now."

Elise was stunned. She fell back limp on the bed, for now at least she would have to accept her fate. If Layla wanted her shaved, that's how it would be. What other choice did she have lying there naked, chained, and vulnerable? Yes, for now, it would be best to co-operate.

Rose disappeared into the bathroom, returning a short time later with a tray. On it were a bowl of warm water, soap, towels, and a razor. She placed it down on the bed beside Elise. After wetting her hands, Rose began rubbing the soap between her fingers. It made light squelching sounds. She then slid one hand down between Elise's open legs and began covering her genital area with the sweet-smelling lather. An odd mixture of embarrassment and arousal filled Elise's head with confusion. She enjoyed the soothing sensation, but then when she saw Rose reach for the razor, she immediately felt herself stiffen. She had never been shaved before and certainly not by another woman – and a black woman!

"You enjoy doing this; don't you, Rose," Layla quipped. "Nice and close now, and be sure to get every little bit; I don't want any stubble left."

Slowly and carefully, with an almost surgical like precision, Rose scraped the blade over Elise's soft folds. Elise felt sure no-one had ever taken such an intense interest in her genitals before. Rose leaned down and stared intently, checking just in case she had missed the minutest spot. Then, when she was satisfied the girl's gentials were completely bare, she took a towel and gently patted it over the freshly shaven area.

"There, now, that's much better," Layla purred, smiling and running her fingers over Elise's mound. "Have her ready in two hours for dinner, Rose."

"Yes, Mistress Layla. Shall I release her now?"

"No, leave her. I think it will do the girl good to be restrained a little longer. It will give her time to think things over."

For more than an hour Elise lay in the slowly dimming room. She couldn't be exactly sure how long it had been or what time it was – late in the afternoon certainly. She began to feel hungry. She had been so excited about coming to this place she hadn't eaten since breakfast. Maybe if she co-operated things would be as Layla had promised, rather pleasant, but what about Rose? Already that woman was beginning to aggravate Elise. Her smugness, her arrogance, her lack of respect! "So Layla's into a little bit of kinky play – well sure, if she wants to tie me up from time to time, I guess I can deal with that," she told herself. A cool breeze blew in through the large open window, rustling the flimsy curtains and gently caressing her swollen clit, now protruding from between her smooth folds. Elise sighed and closed her eyes. She wished her hands were free.


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