Unraveling Lisa

Shaving her p***y

The priest's hand moves slowly like a snake and hovers just above Lisa's p***y.

"Tug her pants up tightly." The priest orders his assistants, gazing lustily at  Lisa's s*x. They oblige. Leaving Lisa's breasts, they hold her yoga pants on each side and tugs it up until the point of pain.

Lisa's c**t throbs at this pressure and the cleft between her legs is already wet. The wetness is forming a patch on the front of Lisa's pants. The priest places his thumb on Lisa's c**t and presses it like a button. Lisa cries out on cue, never experiencing a sensation like it before. He then cups it, his fingers hitting her c**t and hole at the same time. Lisa wriggles at the touch. The assistants press her n*****s down into her breasts to make her quiet.

Lisa whimpers helplessly. The priest then tugs her pants down. He makes her step out of her pants. Now, Lisa is standing only with her soaked panties to cover her most secret part. She thinks she will die of shame if he removes that.

The priest hooks his thumbs into Lisa's panties and tugs them down. He tears them off her legs and bares her p***y for all the world to see. Air brushes parts of Lisa where she didn't experience any before. Sunlight shines on her wet p***y making it glow like a jewel.

"What a pity! You have a bush." The priest tugs at Lisa's dense pubic hair, shaking his head displeased. "Lisa, every inch of your body should be visible and easily accessible to us. We shouldn't have to search through this bush, when we have to insert our c***s in you urgently. We have to rectify it immediately. John! Come here!"

A crude and fat man comes from the crowd with a wooden box in his hand. He has a lewd smile on his face which does nothing to ease Lisa's fears. The priest runs his fingers through Lisa's pubic hair slowly like he wants to comfort her.

"Lisa, this is John. The town's barber. He will give your p***y a nice shave and you are gonna take it like the slut you are." He says, pinching her c**t and making her moan.

"Now spread your legs, my little whore." He orders Lisa. Lisa is too shy to obey his orders. Although she is buck naked in front of a thousand people, there is still dignity left in her which is not letting her to spread her legs like a street slut. Lisa can't accept the fact that she is exactly that for the coming year. A street slut who spreads her leg for everyone in the town.

The priest slaps her s*x hard. He gestures to his assistants. They leave Lisa's side and come back with iron chains that have cuffs at the ends. They attach one end of the chains to wooden posts on each side of Lisa's legs. The grinning priest grabs Lisa's ankles and spreads them as far as they can go with her standing. Lisa can do nothing to stop this exposure except sobbing. The assistants attach the cuffs to Lisa's legs.

Now, Lisa is standing naked in front of thousands of people, her legs spread and her pubic hair glistening with juices of her v****a.

"John! My man! That p***y should be as bare as the day she was born when you are finished with her." The priest says, winking at John. John nods and turns his full attention to Lisa.

"Priest, I think her armpits need a good shaving too." He says winking at Lisa.

"Sure, do what you have to make the dirty slut perfectly usable." The priest answers. He walks to a chair on the stone dias and sits in it. His assistants stand beside, their faces expressionless.

John approaches Lisa, his paunch colliding with her perfect stomach. He runs his hands on her both armpits. Then leaving her breasts surprisingly, his hands cup her p***y. He wiggles the c**t and his middle finger probes her entrance. Lisa jumps at this insertion. This is the first time something had entered her v****a to her knowledge. She doesn't know she f***s that v****a most nights with her own fingers.

"Hairy cunt b***h," he says, his breath horrible on Lisa's face. He leaves her and squats on the floor. He opens the wooden box and retrieves his shaving equipment. He takes out a bottle of water, shaving cream, shaving brush and a razor which is already fitted with a blade.

He stands up. Opening the water bottle, he spills some water into his hands and wets Lisa's armpits with it. Now he takes shaving cream on a brush. Holding Lisa's gigantic tit with one hand he applies the cream to the hair on her armpit. Lisa can't stay still as the rough bristles of the brush are tickling. The sensation in her breast is more than in her armpit. The barber is holding Lisa's breast and squeezing it with all his might. His calloused hands are foregin on her smooth breasts. When he tugs at her n****e, agony mixed with a more pleasant feeling swarms her. Lisa realizes that he is enjoying squeezing her breast more than the actual shaving.

Without leaving her breast, John carefully shaves Lisa's armpit hair. He repeats the whole process on the other armpit and breast.

John's member stands in attention as he stares at Lisa's t**s and squeezes them. He shaved many a p***y for the Naked Tribute Festival, but he never had seen such a beauty like Lisa.

What a pair of milk jugs does this b***h got! He thinks as he milks her chocolate colored n*****s. He couldn't wait for the Milking Festival where he could really milk this cow's udders and make coffee with that milk. An evil smirk forms on his lips as he is sure that the w***e doesn't know that she is going to spray milk from those big jugs in a few days.

He then slowly moves down to Lisa's p***y, his head rubbing on her breasts and stomach on his way. He stares at her perfect, tight p***y. His c**k is straining against his pants to come out and settle warmly in the entrance he is staring. It looks like a virgin p***y. He dreams how awesome it would be to f**k a tight, virgin p***y, whose pink walls will grip his c**k tighter than his fist.

He sprays water on the already wet p***y and runs his finger from her c**t to the entrance, relishing the w***e's moans. The b***h likes it. He then rubs the cream on her s*x.

Lisa can't control herself anymore. This is getting too much for her. She is getting stimulated by the rough bristles of the brush like she has never been before. The crude man is teasing her c**t mainly, making it vibrate. He almost shoves the brush into her entrance like he is going to take her virginity with a shaving brush. After torturing her for some more time, he finally starts shaving her p***y. Although Lisa still can't contain the sensation, she stays still for the fear of being cut.

When he is finally finished, Lisa's p***y is bare. She doesn't remember seeing her s*x hairless since adolescence. Now that there is no hair, she can feel every single thing down there with double the intensity. The barber cleans her p***y with water. He then kisses Lisa's c**t and dips his tongue into her v****a swirling it in that pink hole. He looks up, smiling at her horrified expression.

He can't do more to her now. The priest won't let him. But he is determined to apply for Lisa this year. He can put those jugs and p***y to great use in his barbershop. The barber collects his things. Wishing the priest, he gets off the stage.

Lisa, now naked as the day she was born is shaking with the coolness of air prominent between her legs. The priest walks towards her and smiles at her discomfort. He cups her v****a with his warm hand.

"Feeling warmer now?" He asks Lisa whose face becomes as red as a tomato. He slaps her ass with the other hand and swiftly turns her around so the people can see her buttocks.

"Ah! What a pair of buns! Perfect for spanking!" He says slapping her buttocks again. His hand enters her ass crack and spreads her ass cheeks wide, spreading her little, pink asshole with it.

Lisa cries out at this ultimate humiliation. This is the most forbidden thing that had been done to her until now.

"Little asshole. I am sure it needs a little training." He says trying to ease his finger into her asshole and failing.

"Okay, people. Let's get to the main point." He says addressing the crowd. "Let's penetrate Lisa Carmetti!"