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Unfortunately for me, I don’t think that’s an option this time around.

“Yes, little one,” Daddy says, moving to the next leg. “Only big girls have hair on their kitties. Little girls, like you, don’t need all that hair. Luna is going to take care of it for us.”

“Daddy, no! Can’t we shave it? Please, Daddy, I don’t wanna get waxed!” As much as I hate shavingdown there, anything would be preferable to the horrors of getting waxed.

“Waxing is much better for you,” Auntie Cat says, rising from her spot on the couch to stand beside the table. “And you don’t have to fuss with it as often as shaving. It won’t be nearly as bad as you think, little one. I promise.”

“I don’t believe you.” My voice is sulky and Little, but I can’t seem to help it. “I just wanna go home, please, Daddy? I’ll be a good girl forever and ever if you don’t make me get waxed.”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” Daddy says with a laugh. “And this isn’t a punishment, little one. You’ll see.”

Luna returns with a cart, situating herself between my spread legs. Which makes her the third stranger today to get an up close and personal view of my naughty bits. “Such a pretty little pussy she has, Mr. Stone. It will look even better when it’s nice and clean.”

Whimpering, I let my head fall back, my eyes squeezed shut against yet another painful, humiliating experience. Daddy and Auntie Cat each take one of my hands in theirs, both of them telling me what a good, brave girl I am.

I don’t feel brave. And I sure as hell don’t feel good. I’m terrified, and I know damn well the only reason I’m here right now is because I did something truly awful and this is my punishment.

But their words are enough to distract me from Luna’s preparations, at least until the hot, sticky wax coats my outer lips.

“Here we go!”

With that, Luna rips the wax from my skin, taking the hair and what feels like a chunk of my flesh with it. My screams echo off the walls, and I shake my head as vigorously as I can manage. “No, no, no! Please no more! Daddy, it hurts!”

“It’s almost done, little one. Just a few more to go.”

Tears stream from my eyes, but there’s nothing I can do but lie there and take it. At least the second time is less of a shock, though it hurts just the same. And to my horror, Luna doesn’t stop when my naughty girl bits are completely bare. She pulls me further down the table, and the next bit of wax is applied to my exposed bottom hole.

Oh. Sothat’swhy Daddy wouldn’t let Doctor D put anything in my butt.

After what feels like hours of torment, the ordeal is over, and Luna stands up, stripping her gloves from her hands and smiling down at me. “There we go. Such a pretty, bare pussy for a pretty Little girl. Mr. Stone, would you like to take a look?”

“Thank you, Luna.”

Releasing my hand, Daddy takes Luna’s spot between my thighs. “Very nice. Now, what about intercourse? I read there’s a waiting period?”

“At least twenty-four hours. You can use your hands to stimulate her clit if you’d like, but I would recommend avoiding actual intercourse and since you have a bit of stubble, oral stimulation as well. The beard and your pubic hair can cause irritation.”

“Well, we wouldn’t want that. But I do believe my little one has more than earned a bit of a treat after such a big morning. What do you think, Auntie Cat?”

“She certainly has, Maxwell.”

I don’t even have time to process what they mean by that before Daddy’s fingers are filling me, stroking the sensitive bundle of nerves inside me. Still clutching Auntie Cat’s hand, I arch up, whining as pleasure floods my system.

“That’s a good girl,” Auntie Cat murmurs as she strokes my hair. “Come for us, sweet girl.”

Pressing his thumb to my clit, Daddy continues to finger-fuck me, and while the pain from being waxed doesn’t fade entirely, soon it melds with the pleasure he’s forcing on me. Until the two are so intertwined, I can’t even tell one from the other.

The orgasm crashes over me, leaving me spent and shaking just like back at the doctor’s office. Over the roaring in my ears, I just make out Auntie Cat telling me what a good girl I am.

Daddy puts a new diaper on me, this time with something cold in it that feels oh-so-good on my freshly waxed pussy. And as he carries me from the spa, I let the exhaustion take over and fall asleep in his arms.

Maxwell

I don’t have the heart to wake Victoria after her ordeal at the spa, so I let her sleep the whole ride home. She looks like a perfect little angel, curled up in my arms, her cheeks still flushed and her thumb wedged firmly between her lips.

I wonder if she knows she sucks her thumb in her sleep.

When we reach the house, I carry her inside and place her in the playpen I had installed in my office while I work.

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