Theirs to Use: A Punishment Reverse Harem Romance(8)
“That’s right,” the doctor said helpfully. “We can charge a little more for visitors to the girls you don’t choose, since most of the men who come to the facility for sex like to have intercourse with a girl whose pudenda have had the hair removed. It helps us keep the fee reasonable.”
Green laughed. “It’s still a good deal more than I pay to have a girl waxed by her aesthetician before I fuck her.”
The doctor didn’t take the remark amiss: he chuckled himself. “Well, you know all the factors driving up the cost here, Mr. Green, I’m sure. I can assure you that I do as good a job as the best aesthetician, and the procedure occurs in a sterile environment.”
“What do you think, Griff?” Green turned back to Singleton.
Singleton answered without hesitation. “Oh, of course. Let’s have all these cunts bared.”
Another whimper came from Karen at this, this time shared by Sylvia, who had perhaps supposed for a moment that she might be spared the humiliation of having her private parts’ natural covering taken away.
No, girls, Singleton thought, you’ll be bare for us: bare for our eyes, for our hands, and for our cocks.
The doctor continued, adding another reason in a matter-of-fact tone, “And if you have them all depilated, the one you choose will be able to have intercourse sooner once you’ve brought her home. After the waxing, you’ll have to confine yourself to the girl’s mouth for twenty-four hours, and keep the vagina and anus well protected with aloe vera lotion, which I’ll give you a sample of after the exam. Once that’s over, you’ll be able to use her as you like, and send her to an aesthetician every two weeks to keep her smooth between her legs and her buttocks.”
Singleton looked around the group of exam chairs, from blushing face to blushing face, bitten lip to bitten lip. To his surprise and delight, Karen met his eye again, her own narrowing as their gazes locked. He saw defiance there, as if the extremity of this degradation had inspired something in her to counter the helpless arousal.
“Alright,” said the doctor. “This shouldn’t take more than a few minutes. Why don’t you fix yourselves a drink, gentlemen, while I get these girls depilated for you. The third cabinet on the right is the bar.”
While Green and Singleton did as the doctor had suggested, each getting himself a glass of the fine scotch that represented the obvious choice, though the doctor’s ‘bar’ was well-stocked, the doctor got out a pot of hot wax, along with the wooden applicators and cloth strips. He plugged the pot in, and then fetched a clipper from the same cabinet.
Green showed no desire to sit down, and Singleton had none. He supposed he would have sat if his co-investor had decided to do so, affecting with difficulty a blasé appearance. Singleton didn’t want to act jaded, though, while, close by, something so delightful was occurring with three pretty cunts and three young bottoms. After all, they would have to choose the most attractive of them to present to the other eight investors: they had a fiduciary responsibility to watch the baring of each girl very closely.
So they stood right behind the doctor on his rolling stool, as he went from girl to girl. He rolled in close with his clipper, and he told each girl that her vagina was pretty as he sheared away most of the hair, leaving little heaps of wiry curls on the floor: Grace’s black, Karen’s blonde, Sylvia’s red. The guard swept up the hair with a broom and dustpan.
Then the doctor set the pot of hot wax on a rolling cart, and brought it to each girl in turn. Immobilized on the exam chairs, they had no choice but to submit to being readied for men’s pleasure in this shameful way.
“Grace,” Green asked as the doctor applied the first cloth strip to the layer of hot wax he had spread just over the place where the sweet slit of her outer lips began, “have you ever been bare down there, since you got your pubic hair?”
“No,” she said.
“No, Mr. Green,” the doctor corrected, and then he ripped the cloth away, so that Grace cried out in pain.
“No, Mr. Green,” the doctor said again, like a schoolteacher, as he spread another swath of wax.
“Oh, for God’s sake,” Karen said from her own chair, in a voice that seemed to say she knew she would be punished, but couldn’t keep the words inside. “Why isn’t this… isn’t it illegal? Isn’t it wrong? You’re a doctor!”
“Hold your tongue, girl,” the doctor said, all his strange bedside manner departing in an instant. He didn’t look at Karen, instead ripping away the cloth from Grace’s pussy and making her cry out again. “Your turn is next, and you’ll be punished for that interruption.”
He continued as he finished waxing Grace’s cunt and anus with great efficiency, “Yes, I am a doctor. I specialize in sexual health, and I know what makes girls like you attractive to men like Mr. Green and Mr. Singleton. You have lost all your rights thanks to the foolish behavior, whatever it was, that caused you to default on your financial obligations. That means that my responsibility is to make sure you are healthy enough to be a desirable sexual partner for the men who wish to make sexual use of you, and to do what I can to make your pudenda attractive, so that they have the pleasure to which they’re entitled when they penetrate you with their penises.”
He had finished waxing Grace, and now he looked Karen in the eye as he rolled the cart and his stool over between her legs. “To put it quite frankly, and in terms I think you’ll understand, I have no need to know what you think about what I or these gentlemen will do with your vagina and your anus. In fact, I would advise that they make sure you are made to have intercourse in both places very often, and with many men, since I can see from the way you lubricate that you will need frequent penetration to be happy.”