Page 52 of Blade
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“Are you sure this is a good idea?” I ask as soon as Blade lowers me onto the bed later that night. He’s just finished giving me a bath. I’m warm and smooth, and I just want to snuggle under the covers.
But Blade has another idea. He wants to shave my pussy.
He lifts my legs and spreads a towel under my naked body. “Are you scared?”
“Yes. Very.” I’m trembling. “What if you slip and cut me?”
“I promise to be very careful. Spread your legs for me, Little one.”
He sets his supplies on the nightstand before lathering my pubic hair with shaving cream and reaching for the razor.
I hold my breath. Partly because I’m a bit freaked out, but also because I’m afraid to move a single millimeter. I also squeeze my eyes shut.
“So dramatic,” Blade teases. He holds my pelvis steady and begins.
The sound of the razor is like scratching on a chalkboard. I don’t think I like it, but I don’t dare say a word. The only thing worse than having my pussy shaved would be having half my pussy shaved. That would be so weird.
“You should probably breathe occasionally, honey.”
I shake my head slightly. Breathing is currently overrated. I just want him to get this done.
The scraping continues. Rinse, scrape, rinse, scrape. It hurts my ears. Surely, he’s almost done. It seems like he’s covered every inch between my legs and all the way back to my ass.
When I can’t take it anymore, I cover my ears with my hands. He hasn’t put my brace back on, so my right hand is still free. It feels odd having it exposed, and I know I need to be careful, but I really want the scraping to stop.
“Hey…”
I’m aware that Blade is leaning over me, and I blink my eyes open. “Are you done?”
He’s frowning. “Yes. You look like you’re about to vomit. Was it that scary?”
I shake my head.
“Talk to me, Little one.”
“I didn’t like the sound,” I whisper.
“The sound?”
“Yes. It was like scratching on a chalkboard.” I shudder.
He cups my face and strokes my cheeks. “I’m sorry, honey. That never occurred to me. Why didn’t you say something?”
“Because I thought it would look really strange if you only shaved part of it.”
He nuzzles my nose. “Silly, Little girl. There are other ways to remove hair than shaving it. We won’t do it like that again.”
I blow out a sigh of relief.
“I’ll buy a gel for next time. All it does is sit for a few minutes, and then I’ll wipe it away.”
I nod. “That sounds much better.”
“Do you want to see?”
I lift my head and peer between my legs. I can’t believe I’m naked in the bedroom of a man I’ve known for such a short time. It’s doubly unnerving that my pussy is now bare.
