My ears rang. The tears, once again, flowed. I’d cried more in the last ten days than I ever had in my life. I was scared. I was hurt. I was so humi...liated. The worst, though, was the realization that the pain and the humiliation made me so hot, so wet. It made me feel like a traitor to my husband. I wanted to feel this monster’s hands bring me to life, as a sculptor does a block of clay. At that moment my body arched towards his crotch, in a pantomime of ‘Fuck Me.’ It was as if I was two. “That was from a couple of very rough fists I recall and I’m bloody sore now”I showered and Wendy dried me gently then I lay back on the bed while Wendy applied an ointment to my bruises and bites and gently massaged a lotion into my fanny. It should have been erotic but I was hardly aroused though it was very soothing. Wendy would make a very nice plaything I reckoned. “I’m not sure about telling Dave what I got up to” I explained. “ He’d normally take this in his stride but its years since I. I would like you to be smooth and shiny like a baby's ass. Carlos you are first!".I took the clippers, removed the guard and without spending much time I started buzzing his long black hair from the middle of his head towards his nape. I left a wide pale strip in the middle of his head. Linda start laughing when she saw it. He looked funny indeed.Within five minutes Carlos was bald. I've applied some shaving cream on his head and shaved him carefully. I've added some baby oil on his head so it. Encouraged by this reaction, Lila slowly moved her finger in a circle, lightly teasing. “You're very wet,” she said, and Janet just nodded.Lila was fairly wet as well. She leaned back in the passenger seat, withdrawing her fingers from between Janet's legs. Janet may have been more frustrated than relieved, but at least she could concentrate on driving. Crashing would have been a real possibility, the way things were going.Janet was swallowing hard, keeping her eyes on the road and following.