EXTRACT FOR
Dripping on Her Chest
(Nicola Diaz)

"Good, you're here. Undress, please. Everything." She was brisk, but polite, her voice tinged with the same accent as Bridgette. "Have you had waxing before?" Jessica nodded, she kept her pussy trimmed and waxed neatly, it was good for business. Men paying as much as they paid for her did not want unruly bush. "Good, then you will be prepared. Master Philipe wants everything completely bare, so let's see. Up on the table."

Jessica laid on the table as instructed. The woman carefully inspected every inch of her, even spreading her ass cheeks wide apart. "Not bad," she sighed, "But not perfect. We start with the genitals, get the worst over with." She spread hot wax over Jessica's entire pussy, then pressed strips of fabric into the wax and pulled it off quickly. Jessica was used to a bikini wax, but when she got to the lower lips and below, she was wincing and yelping in pain.



The woman didn't miss a spot. She spread hot wax on the folds above Jessica's clit and ripped the fabric strip off with a look of sadistic glee. Then she pushed one leg into the air and spread wax up to Jessica's asshole. She'd never had a Brazilian wax before and now she knew why, that stuff hurt.



An hour later, Jessica was freshly showered, with a completely bare pussy and ass, and freshly waxed eyebrows. She was directed to a small bedroom with a single bed and soft blankets. "Um, is there a robe, or jammies, or..." Jessica started to ask, but the woman just shook her head and handed her the leather bound book. "You are to be presented to Master in the morning, at breakfast. You might want to refresh your memory on presentation protocols as well as breakfast behavior. The lights will go out in 30 minutes, and the alarm will wake you in time to prepare in the morning. Goodnight."