Since mid October I have not shaved ANYTHING, not pits, not cunt, not legs, except for the day of the Halloween party I was allowed to shave a little off my legs for my costume. Otherwise, I have definitely gone all hippie chick on his orders. I'm not one of these girls that doesn't really grow a lot of hair, either. I have hair EVERYWHERE. Soon I should be able to make armpit braids. Today he found his delight in yanking a few of those hairs out of me. Gleep!
Master told me he likes my hairy bits for two reasons:
1. It just looks sexy. (ok, different tastes, whatever)
2. The main one. He knows I hate it and that gives him the sadistic smile of glee. He knows as soon as he gives the permission, I'll be in the bathroom giving my neglected razor a workout. His power over me makes him happy. His power and glee makes my cunt twitch.
So, I'm good with it. Not so much the hair, but with knowing that he is pleased.