Motioning for Sharon to seat herself on a high wooden stool, the attending slave reached to one side in brisk, no-nonense motions to lift a glistening metal razor blade and strap, sharpening them and turning to squat down on a stool at Sharon's waist level, a ceramic bowl of warm sudsy water balanced on one of her knees as she motioned for the gladiatrix to spread her legs to the fullest. Sharon flushed hotly as she exposed herself to the inspections of the young slave girl and her owners up in the reviewing stands -- the heat in her breasts and the aroused state the bathing treatment had brought about in her left the cleft of her pussylips visibly dripping with her female juices. The last time she had been shaved, it had been far too quick and sudden of an affair for her to react before it was over; maybe it was the medicine the doctors had given her affecting her libido, but this felt like a far more indecent exposure, and Sharon gave an involuntary gasp as the attendant slave girl leaned in, her warm breath and the cool razor blade deliciously close to Sharon's loins.
With precise, deliberate snips of a short pair of copper shears, and careful, delicate strokes of her razor, the slave girl removed the half-grown bush of blonde pubic hair that had sprouted between Sharon's legs since her last grooming. Biting her lip and keeping her gaze fixed on a nondescript section of wall, away from the intent gazes of the lords and ladies of House K'Ral in the balcony and away from her own churning loins, Sharon held her breath for what felt like the whole way through.. till suddenly it was over, the girl was rinsing her blade and setting it aside, and with a gaze up past the newly bare and quite evidently swollen and glistening lips of Sharon's sex, nodded, "All finished." Sharon glanced down to meet her gaze.. and noticed that the shaving attendant had left a small, triangular patch of short blond curls just above the curve of her mons, a blatant pointer of invitation against the tanned skin months of practicing out under the sun in the nude had given her.
Sharon nodded, shakily, and stood gingerly up from the seat, moving aside to make way for the Twin that followed her in the queue of Vixens, as behind her the others were being bathed and examined as she had been. Sharon moved off to the side at a gesture from a nearby orderly, glancing up surreptitiously to catch the eyes of Lady Keba, following her progress intently from her perch above.
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