CHAPTER NINE
Beth left home in time to be sure she was punctual. She had put on her
nicest looking dress and tried to make her hair as attractive as possible. She
wanted desperately to make a favorable impression on this woman. She drove up
to the large house, parked, the paused long enough to check her make up in the
mirror.
The door was answered by Ms. Wright's maid. She told Beth to follow her to
the study, which Beth did. She had never been in such a magnificent home
before. She marveled at is richness and splendor as she follow the maid down
the hall. The maid opened the door, and told Beth to wait and make herself
comfortable. She said that Ms. Wright would be with her soon. She added that
there were sandwiches and drinks on the coffee table and the she should go ahead
and eat for Ms. Wright had already eaten.
Beth was more than just a little surprised hearing that. She thought they
were going to eat together, but went ahead and nibbled on a couple of sandwiches
and poured herself some wine to go with them. She had been there for over half
an hour when the door opened and Susan Wright walked it. She was tall,
extremely attractive and had jet black hair that hung past her shoulders. She
was wearing a long floor length dressing gown that buttoned up the front. Yet,
it seemed very elegant on her.
She sat in a large leather chair across from Beth and smiled. "How are
those lovely nipples of yours?" she asked.
Beth immediately recognized the voice, it was the woman she had never seen
but who had been with Frank. The woman who had removed her pubic hair and
pierced her nipples. "You?" was all Beth could manage to say.
"Yes, I am the one," she said smiling. "Just keep quiet and listen, I will
let you talk when I am finished."
Beth was totally speechless anyway. She had not ever suspected that woman
had been Susan Wright. She just nodded her head "ok."
"First of all, Frank asked me to tell you he will be back soon , and that he
is looking forward to using your body some more when he gets here. "You have
read the outline of the article I plan to write, and you know what effect it
will have on your career. I can guess that you are also aware of the effect the
information that Frank has gathered on you will have on not only your career,
but your personal reputation as well. Which article I write depends entirely on
you. Do you understand me?"
Beth nodded "yes." She was still to shocked to say a word.
"Good," Susan said. "You will do exactly as I say at all times, you will
never contradict me, and you will never refuse any request I make. If you
please me, your secret is safe and you will become the next head librarian in
this city. If you displease me, well you already know what will happen. Now
have you ever had sex with another woman?"
Beth's eyes had filled with tears as Susan spoke, now the tears were running
down her cheeks. She was still unable to speak, and just sat as if in a trance.
"Answer me bitch, or get out of my god damn house!" Susan snapped in an
angry tone of voice standing as she spoke.
"No," Beth whimpered as tears continued streaming down her cheeks.
"Now think about your answer to my next question and what will happen if you
displease me, she said. After a long pause, she asked, "do you want to have sex
with me?"
Again Beth did not speak, but she managed to nod her head "yes."
"That was an excellent and wise decision on your part. At times you may
doubt that wisdom, but your other option is one that would destroy you. Now,
stand up and take off all of your clothes."
Beth stood slowly, she wanted to refuse and just return to her home, but she
knew that was no a choice she could make. She unzipped the back of her dress
and pulled it over her head. She hesitated for a moment.
"Now bitch! Be quick about it or I will get angry, and you already know I
like hurting people," Susan snapped.
Beth removed her shoes, then her panty hose and placed them by her dress.
Her bra and panties came off last. She felt faint and flushed as she watch
Susan examine her ripples and her hairless vagina. "Ow!" Beth exclaimed when
Susan tugged on the dime sized area of pubic hair she still had.
"Well, it is time for that to go, it looks rather silly. Lay back on the
couch, it will just take a few minutes my pet.
As Beth laid on the couch, she felt the light stings of the electrolysis
machine remove the remaining hairs. While Susan was doing this is said that she
hope Beth had kept the hair she had left in the envelope because she would never
have any "pussy " hair again. The process of removing the final hairs took
about 30 minutes. She laughed and said, "there you hairless bitch. How does it
feel to know that you will live the rest of your live with the shame of having
no pubic hair?"
Beth did not answer, none was necessary. She had already thought about just
that. If she were to escape from their clutches, and she was going to somehow,
she could have the rings in her nipples removed and the holes in them would
eventually close. Her pubic hair was another matter, it would never grow back
and would serve as a constant reminder of what she had been put through at their
hands.
Beth felt Susan's fingers lightly squeezing her nipples. "Are they sore
pet?" she was asked.
"They were, but no longer," Beth answered.
The telephone on her desk in the study rang. "Damn," she muttered, "I told
staff not to interrupt me." It rang again, and this time she picked it up.
Beth watch as Susan listened, the hung up. She turned to Beth and said, "get
dressed, you must leave now, but be here, dressed casually, tomorrow afternoon
at 5:30. You will just have to wait until then to get your fist taste of pussy
my pet. Something has come up. Staff will show you out when you are dressed."
With that, Susan left the room closing the door behind her.
Beth got dressed as quickly as she could and opened the door of the room to
find the maid just standing there as if waiting on her. She followed her back
to the front door and left saying nothing. She drove quickly home and went
inside. After mixing a glass of gin and tonic, she relaxed on her couch.
"They don't know everything at least," she thought to herself. Beth had
lied to Susan about ever having had sex with another female, and she had gotten
away with it. Her first job, one at a suburb library, had been under the
supervision of a woman who was openly lesbian. She and Beth had become good
friends during the few months that she worked there, and had become occasional
lovers as well. She smiled warmly remembering the close, softness of that
relationship.
END OF CHAPTER NINE
