We were in bed and after one of my intense orgasms, I lay in His arms, almost drifting off to sleep. His hand moved to my crotch, where my pubic hair was still growing luxuriously. He loved the feeling of it.
“In the very near future, we are going to play with wax,” He said.
I nodded, still sleepy.
“And I am going to drip it right here,” He said and cupped my sex.
Suddenly I was wide awake.
“But we will I ever get the wax out of my hair?” I asked with a frown.
“We are going to play with wax,” He said in a voice I know too well. I was to keep my mouth shut and listen.
His fingers were still in my pubic hair.
“I have almost made my decision of what I want you to do with your pubic hair,” He said.
I was hopeful that He would tell me that I may soon shave again. I already have a coupon for a waxing and cannot wait to use it, partially because it’s one of the points on my 101 list too.
“I like your pubic hair,” He continued, “it’s nice and soft.”
I could not keep my mouth shut anymore.
“Then maybe when you decide that I can have my hair removed again, I can have it waxed, let it grow back for a couple of weeks and then have it waxed again? Then I don’t have to shave anymore.”
“Who said I will allow you to remove the hair?” He asked.
I just looked at Him. I had no words. My brain was empty.
“Tell me,” He said. He could see in my eyes that something bugged me. I felt tears burning in the corners of my eyes and shook my head.
“Tell me,” He said again.
I took a deep breath and started talking.
“I don’t mind having pubic hair when it’s only you and me, but I don’t want others to see me like this. When we are in the same room I mean. I don’t know how people would react to it and I’m afraid if they react negatively or I think they do, I might not feel comfortable with them anymore.”
It was quiet for a while.
“I think you are missing the point here. I decide what happens with this hair,” and with that he pushed His fingers into my pubic hair and pulled slightly. I winced.
“All you have to do is to listen, to obey,” He continued.
I looked at Him with tears in my eyes and nodded. That night I didn’t sleep well. Normally when something bugs me I constantly think about it, which means I also think about it during the times I am awake at night. That night I did not think about what Master T had said about my pubic hair, but I did not sleep well anyway. It might have been because I cried right before I went to sleep or that I was upset. The next day my thoughts about this returned.
I know that if Master T wants me to keep my pubic hair, I will. But, I also know that I will not feel comfortable with it when others see me like this, even though I should not mind at all what others think about it. It’s not that I don’t like my pubic hair. In fact, I really do like it, but I’ve had a naked pussy for so long now, and I really like that more. Days of thinking brought me to some conclusions of what would be acceptable for me:
totally shaven again;
a ‘landing strip’ or
to wax once in the 6-8 weeks, so we can have the best of both worlds.
And in the end I know I have to wait for His verdict and I will do what He wants me to do.
Note: At the time of writing this, the verdict was still out. In the meantime we have come to an agreement. Not only Master T, but I too have grown to love my pubic hair, the natural feel of it. We discussed and I will have the best of both worlds – smooth and hair. More to follow…
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