The cute girl returned to be shaved bald once more

I'll admit, her play caught me off guard. Suddenly confessing to someone like that would surprise anyone, but not me for more than a few seconds.

"Oho, you want to conquer me? What brought this on?" I grinned.

"Simple, thou hast mocked me and degraded my status to serfdom when I am royalty. As you think so little of your queen, your queen has taken the matter to prove herself to you," Sumire scoffed.

"And the marriage proposal?"

A smug smile spread on Sumire's face. "Why, when a queen finds a suitable woman, she is to wed her and live out her days with her and the rest of her harem."

"'Harem'!? Hold on, you've got multiple wives already!?"

"You would be the first."

Alright, it's clear this girl's a loon. But I do have to admit, shaving her yesterday was so much fun. And considering she's willing to submit herself to me again, I might be able to secure some long-term entertainment!

"Let's do it then. Try to conquer my shave before... Eh, 2 months are up. Manage that, and I'm your new wife. But fail, and you become MY personal play toy... forevermore..."

A look of disgust spread across Sumire's face. "Thou art fouler and more vile than I thought, but I accept! And when I conquer you, I'll have your head shaved to match!"

I could feel the veins bursting on my forehead. "You're really stepping outta line now, princess."

"Oh? Was I not a serf, but now I'm a princess once more?"

"Cheeky little... Enough talk. You want another go at the shave, I'll give it to you."

"Ah, but first, I must insist you fulfill a key demand."

"And that is?"

Sumire held her phone out at me. "You have not subscribed to my channel."

I'm sorry, but what?

"Have you lost consciousness? I'm ordering you to subscribe to my channel. It's in bad faith to just contribute all that you did during the charity stream, yet not be a subscriber at the very least."

Is she serious? First off, no, if you raid a charity stream, you don't need to sub or be subbed to the streamer. All that matters is raising funds from anyone. Second, why the hell do I need to subscribe to her channel?

"Ah, are you perhaps unenlightened of what my subjects speak? Many deem thee a foreign force, seeking to disrupt the hegemony of the empire, which you certainly did. You so cruelly lured me here, all to humiliate me, yet I thought you'd at least have the decency to be one of my loyal subjects. BUT NAY! Thou hast never been subscribed to my channel at any point in time! Thus I humbly request thee rectify the act."

Well aren't you bold. And I love bold women, breaking them even more so.

"Alright, plus one sub. I do want to see you squirm in all your bald glory, Smooth Serf," I smirked as I whipped out my phone and subbed to her channel. "Now, since you were so demanding today, I'm gonna make sure you leave here a crying mess."

Sumire proudly crossed her arms and legs. "Then begin. I'll be wed to you by the day's end."

Oh no you won't.

Whipping a can of shaving cream out from my jacket, I gave Sumire no time to react as I began spraying some on her head.

"Wh- What are you doing!?" Sumire cried as her cheeks began to turn red.

"What's that? You're cracking before I've properly smeared the cream all over your head?" I mockingly frowned as I clamped my free hand down on Sumire's head and began spreading the cream.

"Y- You have yet to cape me, so I had not prepared myself for your ambush," Sumire trembled.

"Cape? Oh, no cape today," I snickered as I tilted the chair back a bit.

"What doust thou- Wh- WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Sumire cried as I began spraying shaving cream on her arms, legs, and midriff.

"Punishing you, that's what!" I snickered as I sheathed the can of shaving cream and began encasing all of Sumire's exposed skin in shaving cream.

Her face went red in an instant as tears quickly welled up in her eyes. Think we know who's winning this one.

"Wh- What have you done to me?" Sumire trembled as she stared at herself in the mirror.

"My, you weren't even listening. Punishment. P-u-n-i-s-h-m-e-n-t, punishment. You were talking back to me, so I decided to show you your place in serfdom once more," I scoffed as encased Sumire's face in shaving cream.

"Mmph ngh mmph!"

"Oh good, you know that you shut your mouth when I smear cream over it. Now, let's further your obedience training. Right leg up!"

Sumire shut her eyes tight and trembled as she slowly lifted up her right leg.

"Good girl," I cooed as I rested her sneaker upon my shoulder to keep her leg in place before brandished my safety razor. 

I then began shaving, the razor gliding down Sumire's leg and ridding it of the cream in no time flat. The same was true for the other leg, the arms as well. Then came the midriff, which while it was just as smooth as the rest of her body, it appeared to be a sensitive area for Sumire as she appeared to be scrunching down her eyes and blushing a bit harder than usual.

Then finally, the head and face, and Sumire was free of the bondage of shaving cream.

"F- Foul Velvet demon... I was not subject to such humiliation a night ago," Sumire trembled, her cheeks still flush red.

"You didn't piss me off last night like you did today," I mockingly pouted as I poured some wax on Sumire's midriff.

"EEK! Wha- Wha..."

"Oh, how cute. You're really making me fall head over heels for you. 2 months of your squeals and shrieks, oh my ears will be in harmony"

I could already feel my grin widening across my face as I encased all of Sumire's exposed skin in wax. I made sure to leave her eyes exposed so she'd be able to stare up at me, and so I could see her tears. This was a pure power trip, the kind I had longed for my whole life. Then, a customer arrived.

"Welcome in- Oh, it's you, Becket. Sorry, sweetie, but you're gonna have to wait a bit. I'm single-staffed and its rush-hour," I winked at Sumire before walking away.

With the hardened wax immobilizing Sumire, I had planned to let her lay in the chair for a good 15 minutes minimum before freeing her. A customer arriving gives me the great excuse to do so, but I wish it wasn't fucking Becket! Becket's a mass of hair in a condiment-stained jersey with nothing on his neanderthal mind, other than flirting with me.

"Ey baby! I'm here for a rizzin' up," Becket grinned as he flashed his yellow teeth at me.

Seriously? Does he not have the money to afford a grill? Or maybe he's so stupid he thinks that having yellow teeth is the same as having gold teeth. That or he's too stupid to know how to brush his teeth.

"What we got goin' on over there?" Becket asked as he glanced over at Sumire.

"Prep for you if you keep pissing me off," I snarled as I put on some gloves and began shoving Beckett over to a chair on the other side of the shop.

I should have put on my gas mask first, as now my gloves are contaminated by Bacteria Colony Beckett. I'm not exaggerating when I say this man is an affront to hygiene. He smells RANCID!

"So you goopin' me, babe? Alright, goop up da Gooch!" Beceket grinned as he plopped down in the chair.

CLARIFICATION! Becket's moniker is "Becket the Gooch". It's stupid, it's fucking stupid, but Becket IS fucking stupid!

Perhaps as retribution for what I was doing to Sumire, I found myself forced to wax Becket's hairy arms. It only ended up being one arm though, and thank goodness it was, as I'd be sporting hearing aides if I had to wax him any more with how shrill and loud his screams were.

"Eh, one arm hairy, one not. I can slap cheese on it without hair gettin' in it. Smell ya later, babe!" Becket waved as he slapped the payment down on the counter and waddled out.

Ugh, he's gone. I'll have to disinfect the shop then shower in the back and-"

"Mmph..."

I blinked as I remembered I still had some candy to snack on.

"Ah, sorry, sorry. Just a regular I had to attend to," I smiled as I walked back over to Sumire.

"Mmph... Ngh," Sumire trembled, her eyes looking tearier than they had been when I last checked on her.

"My, you're failing harder than anyone thought possible. No weddings today, I'm afraid, but I'll let you savor your waxy prison just a bit longer while I take a hot shower."

"Mmph! Ngh..."

Hmm, something's off. She seems distressed, but not in a humiliation kind of way.

"Alright, I'll grant you mercy," I huffed as I began ripping off the wax.

With how smooth her skin was, the wax peeled off painlessly, freeing her in seconds.

"Now, onto-"

"U- Um... Do you have restrooms here? I... I need to go," Sumire trembled.

"Eh?"