Free Bought and Trained by Emily Tilton Page A

“while I go get the kit ready. I
     want you to look at your sweet little cunt, and think about what it means that I’m
     taking your pubic hair away.”
    He got up and took the kit and went to the kitchen to heat the wax in the microwave.
     He returned to find that Rose had managed to obey him, and was actually looking down
     at her pussy, with a look of submission in her eyes. The escape attempt, as so often,
     had done her good.
    “Alright,” Leo said, “this is going to hurt, Rose.”
    The thing about waxing a girl under these circumstances, Leo thought, as he listened
     to Rose scream into her ball gag, was that a real concubine like Rose always got wet.
     The strange truth about waxing, Leo had concluded, was that there were probably a
     lot of women who did not undergo the process simply because they were embarrassed
     by how aroused it would make them, despite the pain involved—or, perhaps, really,
     because of the pain involved.
    After the first strip, Rose tried again to close her legs. Leo said, “Naughty,” and
     slapped her face. “Open up,” he said, and slapped her again, and she obeyed.
    “See, Rose?” Leo asked, teasingly. “You’re a very good concubine.” He stroked her,
     up and down, in between her labia, partly bare, now, and partly sporting only the
     short, trimmed hair that he would soon pull out with the wax. He gave her a little
     flutter at her clitoris, and Rose moaned loudly around the gag. “See how wet it makes
     you to be prepared for your owner?”
    After that, it didn’t take long. Rose Hutchison lost the hair on her pussy, and she
     looked as smooth as an owner could ever wish.
    “Lovely, Rose,” said Leo, giving her a little kiss there which made her cry out again
     into her gag. “I know I say all the time that this or that is a special moment for
     you, but I want you to think about the way you’ve now become part of a group that
     I think you’ve probably fantasized about joining since the first time you touched
     yourself, when the curls on your pussy were just starting to sprout: girls whose pubic
     hair has been taken away because a man wanted it that way. I know how strange it seems,
     but that makes you part of a kind of family, and when you have your training, and
     even more when your owner takes possession of you, you will understand that your submission
     can be a gift that many others in that family—not just your owner—will value greatly.”
    Leo looked into Rose’s eyes, and saw that although she did not understand the words,
     she would remember them, so that they would make sense to her someday.
    Then Leo said, “Now we have to feed and water you.”
    He stood her up from the bed, as she winced at the lingering pain from the waxing,
     and held her around the shoulders to help her shuffle toward the kitchen, her feet
     moving only an inch at a time because of the lock on her ankle cuffs. He looked at
     her cane welts, which were beginning the fading process. He still wouldn’t be able
     to administer a serious spanking, but the discipline he had planned for today didn’t
     require it.
    “I’m going to un-gag you now for a little while, so you can eat and drink. Remember
     that I can hydrate you with my IV needle, if I have to. As I said before, it wouldn’t
     make sense to defy me.”
    Leo stood her at the counter, and unbuckled the gag and took it out of her mouth.
     “Are you going to try to be a good girl, now?” Leo asked, gently.
    “Yes, Master,” she said. The fear of what the red collar meant was clearly weighing
     on her mind.
    “Now, Rose,” he said. “I think what you’re failing to see about your situation as
     a new concubine is that trying to get away is the opposite of what you should be thinking
     about. As a new concubine, selected for our program, you should be thinking about
     why we have selected you, and what that means about you, and about your sweet little
     cunt.” At those last words, Leo put his hand down,