Snowflake

By Rocky

Published on Nov 20, 2024

Gay

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MADE SMOOTH AND PRETTY

We pull in right at 12:00. "Diane: How are you. This is Snowflake. I reserved the afternoon for about six hours. He needs a pixie cut on his head and all the rest of his hair removed. I'd like to do as much as we can today and come back daily until it is all removed. I do realize that we will have to make several more visits as stubborn hairs regrow. But I want to keep at it here at first until the entire job is done. It will be uncomfortable for him but better not to drag it out." "Most people do not want to do it that way. But I agree with you. So long as I can find hairs to do, we will keep at it. "Let's fix his head first. I can whip that out in ten minutes. Just sit right up in the barber's chair." She takes no time and has him in a cute little pixie cut.

"Now strip and lie up on this table. There is a HD wide screen T.V. on the ceiling you can watch. Here is the remote, Bill. Let's start in his crotch area and work back to his anus. Then we can see where we go from there." "Sounds good to me." "Snowflake, is that what they call you?" "Yes Mam." "This will not hurt bad, but it will be uncomfortable. First, I will wash you very well and rinse you with alcohol. I'll place an electrode pad under your butt cheeks. That will collect the electricity from the procedure. You won't feel that at all. I will use a magnifier on a stand to see each individual hair. I will stretch each one upwards and slide a very very fine wire down into the hair follicle. Then I'll step on a switch and burn each hair follicle one at a time. You will feel a very minor sting. Now I'll be honest. I am good at this and I work quite fast, one follicle right after another. Soon the little stings will pile up and your skin will feel like it is on fire. After I'm done with an area, I can spray it with a cooling spray with a numbing agent in it. Then I will move on to another area. Altogether, today will be quite uncomfortable but nothing you can't handle. Are you ready to begin?" "I guess so. I don't really have a choice. I'll try to be good." "Good. I hear you were at the doctor this morning. The table is much like a doctor's table. It has stirrups that will raise your legs and spread your knees. That will get you well exposed for me to work." "Diane, He has a butt plug in to keep him from leaking the remains of an enema he got this morning. Would you want to remove it first?" "Naw, I can work around it."

Once Snowflake is strapped into the stirrups he is splashed with alcohol and washed thoroughly. A stand with a large magnifying glass is placed so Diane can see. Snowflake gives me a very terrified look. "I'll be right here. Once you feel what is going on, we can turn on the T.V. and watch something while Diane works. Ready set GO." "I'll go slow for a minute or so to get you accustomed to the feeling then I will `hammer down".

I felt a tug, heard a little beep, and felt a little small sting. Tug, beep, sting; tug, beep, sting. Not too bad. Diane began to move like an old lady knitting. Her fingers just flew with those tweezers and the wire needle. Beep, beep, beep, beep. Soon it felt more like a moving burn as the stings just ran into themselves as she worked. "You want to watch some T.V. to help distract you while Diane does her thing." "I donno. Maybe, OK." "What you want to watch?" "I donno." The first thing that came on was a gymnastics and dance competition. "I'll watch this for a while." Snowflake was obviously in discomfort but did seem to watch the competition with interest. "You ever do any of that? I saw how you flipped for the doctor and was able to bend very sharply." "Yes, while I was in high school, I did gymnastics and dance for my four years of P.E. I got really pretty good at it. I was quite nimble and was good at doing front and back flips, cartwheels, splits, jumps etc. I was good at putting it together with music to make a sensuous dance number. They said I had a way of moving and expressing myself that was very sensual if not sexual. I was very popular, but I did also get teased a lot. I was called a sissy. I think the girls were even jealous of me. Someday I'll show you how I can dance. This guy is good but isn't flowing well with the music. He fails to tell a story with his body. You have to tell a story to have the dance make sense." "Wow, I never really thought of it like that." "Well it seems to come natural for me. I just let it flow freely. I use every part of my body to the music and picture a story I'm trying to tell." We watched that for about ninety minutes and Diane just about finished up front around his cock. He looked distressed. "Let's move to a different area and let this area rest." She then began to work on his balls. "Yeow, that hurts." "It is more sensitive, but you have fewer individual hairs on your balls so in the end it will burn less." Beep, beep, beep. Diane was going almost as fast as before, but the hairs were further apart, so it slowed her down some. "Can we have a glass of water? I have a mild sedative and a potent anti-inflammatory pain med I can give him." "Sure, right around the corner to the right is a small kitchen. There is probably a Coke in the fridge. I'll just keep on working." Snowflake offered no resistance to the help.

When Diane was done with his balls which didn't take too long, she went back up to finish the other side of his crotch. After another 45 minutes she had that area done. "Let's do his ass next. She moved the stirrups to place his knees next to his shoulders thus raising up his hole for a better view. "Not too much around here. It will only take a little while. She pushed the butt plug to the right with her palm and proceeded to electrolyze the hairs she found there. After about 20 minutes she was done. "His arm pits don't have a whole lot either. Let's do them next. It took her about an hour to get both pits smooth. "OK that enough for one day. We've been at this about five hours. The only thing we haven't attacked yet is his face, hands, and feet. We'll start there tomorrow and touch up a little in these areas we did today. How about starting about 09:30 tomorrow morning." "That will be fine I will have him here." "No bathing or showering tonight. No hot tub or other water soaking. Here is a can of spray that will chill the area sprayed and apply an anesthetic to the skin. You may use it no more often than every four hours. Snowflake, you were no `Snowflake' you handled this very well. Not many can take more than a few hours of this. Five hours may be a record. But I agree with Bill. It's probably best to get on with it and not drag out the torture. See you back in the morning.

No one asked me what I thought about this. I'm wore out. This hurts. "Can I have some of that spray now and again at bedtime." "Certainly, sounds like good timing." Diane sprayed me in all the areas she worked. It was freezing cold, but it felt good. I don't know if I can move or walk. "Come on, Snowflake, let's not even get you dressed. Let's just get you into the car and take you home. I'll call out for Pizza. He helped me waddle out to the car. It hurt in my crotch to walk. It hurt for him to help me with my arm pits burning.

When we got home the pizza man was right behind us and the computer said we had mail. "Can I get this butt plug out before I sit down to eat." "Come into the bathroom and I will unlock and remove it. I stood before the commode and bent over. He unlocked and deflated the plug. It took very little pull to came out comfortably. I had thought there would be some enema there, but all was dry. I apparently absorbed whatever remained. I sat on the commode and tried to get any more out, wiped my ass and went to the living room. Bill had retrieved his mail. "All lab work was normal: HIV, RPR, Hepatitis profile, HPV, testosterone levels, estrogen levels, CBC, ALL of it for both of us. Sitting together on the couch we ate pizza while watching the news. "You're not talking much my little Snowflake. Was today too much for you?" "Well it was a lot. But I'm OK, I just need to rest. You know best." "Come sit on my lap and let me hug and rock you. You were a really GOOD BOY today. I'm proud of you. I didn't know you were a gymnast." "Well, I don't feel like one right now." "I'm sure you don't. You will dance for me someday won't you." "Someday." We watched T.V. for a couple of hours then went to bed.

"Snuggle up to me with your back. Bend your legs up and nestle your butt in my crotch. I'll wrap my arms around you and hug you to sleep." "Thank you, Sir. I love you!"

The following morning Snowflake awakened with another willie! This time he was not apologetic. He just wagged it back and forth and smiled. I stroked it up real hard for him but left him tight. "You came yesterday for the doctor." "You SAID I COULD!" "Yes, but it means you shouldn't cum today. You must hold it. Let's go eat. You have another day at the groomer." "UGH, I don't really want to, but I will be GOOD."

Next: Chapter 9: Smile


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