I shaved a cute girl bald in the public park

The next day, the shop was closed per my own self-imposed schedule, allowing me the freedom to spend the day as I pleased. Considering how many unsavories I usually get coming in, the fresh air is a much needed reprieve, especially when Beckett comes in.

That fucking bastard. This time I wore my gas mask, but he had the gall to say, "You doin' some slave roleplay or something? That bondage mask must be gaggin' your mouth tight."

Alright, I know gas masks have a history with BDSM culture, but is this fat gas ball that dense he'd categorize every soldier and hazmat crewmember that wears one a "slave"!? If that bastard didn't have loads of money, I'd have filed for a restraining order ages ago.

As I sat in the park enjoying the sound of the fountain, a bald girl I knew all too well just so happened to approach me.

"Why are you here instead of in your domain?" Sumire scowled.

"Uh, day off? I don't need to be open every second of every day."

"But then... how am I to be shaved? I must be shaved daily for at least a month."

"Just lather yourself up, grab a razor and shave. The stores sell wax and depilatory cream."

"It's not the same. Being shaved by you is what truly makes the ordeal an ordeal."

Look at that, she's becoming dependent on me. Well, if she wants me to shave her that badly...

"Alright. I guess as part of the "girlfriend service" I'll give you an express shave. Sit down at the fountain."

"Heh?"

"Sit down, bitch. You want a shave, you're getting a shave."

Sumire gulped and darted her head around before nervously sitting down and crossing her legs.

"Good girl," I snickered as I whipped out a can of shaving cream and encased Sumire's head, face, and exposed skin in shaving cream.

Eyes naturally turned in our direction, which quickly resulted in Sumire blushing in embarrassment as she sat there in place. I could choose to make this more of a spectacle, but I felt me just shaving her without giving a fuck about my surroundings would be even more humiliating for her.

I started with the legs and worked my way up towards her head and face, quickly ridding Sumire of her creamy coating thanks to how smooth her skin was.

"And we're done, so how did that feel?" I giggled.

"I- It was a tad embarrassing, but I enjoyed it. Yes, I enjoyed it! Your queen relishes in the glory of divinely smooth skin! Continue to enlighten the world to my radiance!" Sumire laughed.

I couldn't help but let out a whistle. She's certainly gotten stronger, but if she thinks this will be a small win for her, she has no idea what I have planned for the next round. Giving her no time to react, I clamped my hands down on her shoulders and slowly slid her into the fountain, soaking her shorts and bra top instantly.

"Wh- WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Sumire cried.

"Washing you. The fountain makes an excellent substitute for the sink, plus it can soak your whole body. Now soak your sneakers too. I want you fully soaked before we begin phase two of your girlfriend service."

The haughty confidence Sumire had going vanished instantly as she trembled and complied, leaning back into the gentle downpour of water from the fountain so as to fit her legs and feet in the fountain. Once her sneakers were thoroughly soaked like the rest of her clothes, she brought her feet out of the fountain and dangled them out of the fountain, as I forbid her from getting out.

"Nothing like a fully-clothed dip in the fountain before a relaxing shave, right, girlfriend?" I giggled as I lathered up Sumire anew in shaving cream.

"Mmmph... Ngh," Sumire trembled as her face went completely red under the cream and her eyes began to tear up.

"Now that's the girlfriend I like to see," I grinned as I whipped out the razor once more.

However, I stopped myself before any cream could be scraped off her skin.

"Mmmph?"

"Ah, I just thought you looked so cute slouched in the fountain all lathered up that it made me want to take a photo."

"MMPH!?"

"Hmm? It's natural for girlfriends to take pictures of each other. Now hold this in your mouth," I smiled as I nudged the razor's handle into the center of Sumire's mouth.

Her face instantly turned a shade redder as I began backing up with phone in hand in order to take the pic.

"Cross those creamy legs, and eyes towards me not down at your sneakers," I called out.

"M- ... Mmmph," Sumire trembled as she complied with my request.

"GOOD GIRL! Oh, these are going to be the best two months of our lives," I swooned as I took the pic.

After confirming the pic was suitable for screensaver use, I retrieved the razor I had Sumire hold onto, deciding to pop it in my mouth just to fluster her even further. Yes, I know it's an indirect kiss, but who's the one standing tall, and who's the one soaked in a fountain lathered up in shaving cream? I hold all the power here.

Like before, the shaving was done in seconds, but that didn't mean the makeover was anywhere close to finishing. Whipping out a bottle of wax, I encased sumire's head, face, and exposed skin in it just like with the cream. Unlike with the cream though, the wax could harden, and when it did, I had Sumire lean back so that the water would pour down her wax-encased head. I kept her like that as I began ripping off the wax from the legs up. Naturally, she moaned in embarrassment the whole way through.

"And I think we're done with the fountain for now. Head on over to the bench there for the depilatory cream," I smiled.

"Y- You brought depilatory cream with you too!?"

"Why would I not? Never know when you might need to shave a girl all-bald."

Sumire smirked as she got up and marched towards the bench, shivering as she sat down and crossed her legs. I'll give her credit for acting haughty, but we both know she lost this match ages ago. 

"Taking advantage of the fact that I won't shed my clothes to force me to soak in them as I'm shaved. Truly diabolical, but it shan't phase me a second time," Sumire proclaimed as I began encasing her in depilatory cream.

No, that was more me punishing you for disturbing my free time, but I'd say it was time well spent, so all's forgiven.

"So, is the depilatory cream warming you up?" I smiled.

"Ngh," Sumire stated as she shook her head, "No."

"Well, it's sunny out, so maybe the cream will heat up."

As I leaned back to relax, I noticed someone walking by walking 5 big dogs. I never get how people that do that stay on the ground and stay in control instead of flying through the air like a kite. Those things could easily pull a sled, but then again, it's Cali, so no dogsleds here. Though if Jamaicans can bobsled, don't see why- Hmm?

Turning back towards Sumire, I found her curled up and cowering.

"Uh? What?"

Sumire's gaze didn't seem directed at me though. Tracing it the best I could, nah, too difficult. It was bouncing around. First was the guy with five dogs, then some lady pushing a poodle in a stroller, then someone walking a yellow Labrador, then... No, you're telling me she did a charity stream for puppies, but was scared of dogs this whole time!?