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You know what we need– the hair trimmers, the razor, and the cream.” “No,” Mistress Sam said quickly, “no cream. This was to be a temporary punishment, not something permanent.” She paused and said more quietly, “Besides, I think something else is going on here.” Puddy tat bobbed her head and said a quick, “Yes, Mistress,” before scurrying off to the cabin to get the hair trimmers and razor.” Mistress Sam then said to cynthia, “Bring your body upright with your knees fully bent,” and cynthia immediately raised the upper portion of her body so that her head was about at Mistress Sam’s waist level. “Stay there,” Mistress Sam ordered as she turned to take the trimmer Old Young Sex from puddy tat. She switched it on and quickly cut a swatch straight down the center of cynthia’s long, straight, black hair. I was surprised that cynthia wasn’t crying. She didn’t even Teen Sex look sad. Holly had told me that cynthia didn’t get pleasure from any of this, but it didn’t look like she was suffering. She didn’t look happy either. To me she just looked calm... very calm... as her hair fell to the ground. She didn’t react when Mistress Sam ran the trimmer across her eyebrows either. Her only reaction was when Mistress Sam started smearing the shaving cream on her head. It must have felt cold or something because cynthia gasped slightly. When Mistress Sam was finished, she used a towel to wipe leftover saving Hardcore Sex cream from cynthia’s head and then ordered, “Present yourself!” Cynthia popped to her feet and stood at attention with her hands locked behind her now bald head and her feet wide apart so that her sex was slightly gaping open. “Puddy tat,” Mistress Sam said firmly, “oil her. If she is going to look her best, her body should be shining.” “Yes, Mistress,” puddy tat said as she started for the cabin for the spray bottle of baby oil. “And make sure you rub it into her skin,” Mistress Sam said. “... ALL of her skin.” I have no dignity, I’m a stupid white whore. “I’m not sure. I continued down until my head was between her legs and as I kissed her pussy, Madison leaned up and said, “I’m not sure we should do this.” I shook my head, looking at the floor. She could taste her womanly juices on it and listened to the sounds of both her sons moaning, one with his cock in her mouth and one deep in her tight cunt. She seemed to hesitate for a second, I thought maybe she’d change her mind, but she lowered her head and took me in her mouth. I enjoyed the view of her bare pussy only inches from my face. Not only did the fluid inflate the tit, it burned like hell. We lounged on the blankets we'd brought for a while then Old Young Sex swam some more. 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