Driving into town she kept rehearsing what she would say to the girl in the beauty shop about the waxing, but nothing seemed good enough. She tried to find a parking spot near the shop, but was forced to park in the metered lot a block away and walk. She was met everything from astounded faces to complete disregard of her presence. She hoped the shop would be open, as it was still pretty early.



A quaint bell jingled as she opened the door, drawing all eyes to her. The receptionist was a young girl, no more than eighteen or so, and she look up from some Cosmo knock-off magazine as Kara approached. How may we help you Ma’am? Do you have an appointment?”



No, I’m sorry. I don’t have one. Do you take walk-ins?”



Linda is free. What would you like? A wash and cut? Color?”



I.I.want a waxing, she stammered?



Bikini? Brazilian?”



I’m not sure what that means. Maybe I could talk to Linda, Kara answered, eager to get into a private room, away from all the ears and eyes that seemed to be honing in on the happenings at the reception desk. Please?”



Linda? I have a walk-in for you, the young girl called out.



Kara saw a woman approaching from the back. As the woman neared, Kara could see that she was in her late fifties to early sixties. Her hair was dyed a dark auburn, with some light streaking highlighting it. She wore a black smock that came slightly past her waist, allowing her pleated skirt to be seen. I’m Linda. What can I help you with, she asked, as she offered her frail hand?



I want a waxing, please.”



Come this way, she said, turning back into the salon.



Kara followed her to a room in the back of the store. A padded table was in the middle of the room.



What kind of waxing do you want?”



I, n.nee.need a waxing o.of all of.my hair be.below my neck.”



Arm pits, legs, pubic area? Everything?”



Yes, p.p.please.”



Linda picked up the intercom and told the receptionist she would be busy for about an hour to an hour and a quarter, then she turned to Kara and said, You’ll need to get undressed. If you want a paper gown they’re in that drawer over there. I’ll be right back.”



Meekly Kara undressed and taking a paper gown, she laid down on the table and covered herself with the gown. A few minutes later Linda returned and started to work with applying wax to Kara’s pubic area. The first time she pulled the wax off, she warned Kara in advance as to what would happen, but each succeeding time, she didn’t bother.



When she was done, Linda said, You’ll probably need to come back in a week to ten days so I can your arm pits, the hair has to grow in so it can be waxed. You can make an appointment with Ashley on your way out.



Kara thanked Linda and paid her, leaving a generous tip. She dressed and walked out of the shop, keenly aware of her now bald pubic area in the short dress. On the drive home, she couldn’t keep her hand away from the smooth wet mound.



Wednesday evening, after Sir Richard ate His dinner, He began her formal training. The first thing He taught her was how to undress before Him. Slowly, deliberately. With patience, all the while keeping her eyes averted from His. Next, he taught her three basic positions for presenting herself to Him: Position A - on her knees and elbows, arms extended before her, face to the ground, nose touching the floor; Position B - Standing, legs spread apart, hand behind her head, fingers laced together, eyes down, mouth open; and Position C - on her knees, forehead resting on the floor, hands holding her ass cheeks as wide open as possible, opening herself for anyone He wished to see her.



When He was satisfied that she had mastered the basic positions, he set about in her oral training. Teaching her how to kneel before Him, unzip His trousers, remove His sex gently from it’s confines and caress Him with her mouth and tongue. He lead her through it all, including how to swirl her tongue around the tip, and gentle probe the opening, keeping the rigid cock wet with her saliva, and sucking it deeply into her mouth, fighting against the gag reflexes. And finally, swallowing every drop, and cleaning Him when he was through with her. The lessons continued three to four times each week. She was disappointed that He had never taken her, or even allowed her to cum.



One Saturday morning, Sydney came skipping into the kitchen while Sir Richard was finishing His coffee. Sir Richard, the young girl queried, may I swim in the pool today? It’s pretty warm outside, and it’s s’possed to get hot!”



Certainly Sydney. By all means. But you mustn’t be near the pool unless your mother or I am there. Is that clear?”



Oh yes Sir! Thank You!”



The girl ran off to get into her swim suit in eager anticipation. Strip yourself, He commanded!



Instantly, and without hesitation, Kara began to remove her maid’s uniform. Just as she was almost naked, He ordered, Position C!”