"I'm a serious academic," she yelled, her spread legs struggling in the straps, fresh tears slipping from her eyes. "Please don't shave me! You'll never make me submissive!" Her unprotected mound shifting, lifting, trying to get any kind of leverage or advantage... her mind couldn't accept that he could just pull her panties down, shave her. She was afraid of what it would feel like, horrified by the idea of being smooth.
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