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A gasp instead of a giggle was given at that declaration, but she obeyed. She only jerked a tiny bit when the cloth ran over her tender buttocks and a small moan sounded when he slipped his hand between her legs. He momentarily regretted donning the glove as he’d loved to have been able to feel her skin against his as he slid his fingers between her pussy lips. He gave a little tug to the hair of her mound. “This is going to go,” he said matter-of-factly. “Daddy wants to be able to see all of his girl.”
“Um, okay,” she said, giving her consent.
He glanced over at Sammy who had given up all pretense of playing pirates. “Your curls are also going to be removed. Daddy wants nothing to hide his view of his Little boy as well.”
“Okay, Daddy,” Sammy said, his tone far softer than it had been at any other time since they’d met.
“Scoot over and let your brother in here,” Jackson directed. He followed the same pattern when washing Sammy. After arms and legs and tummy had met Mr. Bug, he too was required to kneel to have his bottom and privates attended to. Jackson wrapped his hand around the younger man’s shaft, satisfied that no naughty play had occurred as Sammy’s groan was filled with need. Bathing done, he quickly washed their hair, using the shower wand to rinse curls free of shampoo and bubbles. Only then did Jackson sit back before rising and laying out two bath sheets on the floor after using another to sop up the water that had been spilled.
“Be careful not to slip, and stand up,” Jackson said, ready to offer help if a foot slipped on the tub’s slick bottom. One at a time, he lifted them out and set them on the towels. “Go on and lay down on your backs.”
The two looked at each other and then obeyed, arranging themselves on the floor. When Maxie reached to bring the edges of her towel together, Jackson chuckled. “No, sweetie. I need to see what I’m doing.”
“What are you doing?” she asked as he walked to the cabinet and opened it.
He didn’t bother concealing the contents, leaving the door wide open as he gathered what he needed from the shelves. When he turned back, there was no question the two hadn’t looked. Wide eyes and linked hands spoke louder than words. They’d definitely seen the large red rubber bags and hoses that resided on the top shelf. Various nozzles stood ready to be chosen to be inserted into a Little’s backside. Jackson was a firm believer in using the apparatus for both punishment and hygiene. He wanted both of them to become, if not actually comfortable, at least not freaked out by the equipment when he had reason to administer a deeper, more intimate cleansing.
He had already knelt beside Maxine before they seemed to realize he’d returned. Setting down the things he’d chosen, he answered her question. “I’m going to shave you both.”
He took the can of shaving gel and shook it a few times, smiling down at her as she accepted the fact that he actually had meant what he’d said in the tub. “Place your feet soles together and drop your legs open.”
“Like this?” she said, her face flushed but fighting through the embarrassment as best she could.
“Yes, but a little wider, please.”
Once satisfied that she was as splayed open as she could be without help, he nodded. He upended the can and pressed the nozzle directly at the apex of her sex.
“Oh, it’s warm!” she said.
“Yes, I keep it in a warmer so it’s never too cold,” Jackson said, using his fingers to spread the lather over her sex. He also took advantage of the fact she was laid bare for him, slipping his finger along the lips of her sex, smiling when her little clit practically jumped out of its hood before it too disappeared beneath a coating of white lather. That didn’t keep him from flicking the bundle of nerves a couple of times with his fingernail.
“Oh, that feels good, Daddy,” she whispered.
“It will feel even better without any curls hiding it,” he said. “Be very still now. I promise I won’t hurt you.”
“I know,” she said without hesitation.
Jackson took his time, wiping the blade free of lather and auburn curls after each swipe over her skin. She kept her bottom lip between her teeth the entire time, but never tried to move away. Once her skin was smooth as silk beneath his fingers, he said, “Legs up to your chest now.”
“Why?” she asked, the direction confusing her.
“Daddy needs to make sure your little heinie hole is free of curls too,” he said, again speaking as if the request was nothing more than asking if she preferred grape or strawberry jelly on her toast.
This time her eyes closed as she slowly lifted her legs, wrapping her arms around her knees.
“No, babygirl, keep your legs open and use your hands to pull your cheeks apart for me.”
“You’re kidding, right?” she said, her eyes opening to stare up at him in disbelief.
“Nope, I need to see what I’m doing, unless the position is too uncomfortable for you?”
“No, it’s just super-duper embarrassing,” she said.
“Embarrassment is something you never need to feel with me, and you’ll get used to holding yourself open for Daddy when he asks,” he said calmly, spraying some of the gel onto the tips of his fingers as if totally expecting her to obey.
He was grateful she did, albeit it took her far longer than it would in the future. He quickly had her lathered and shaved, a few short strokes all that was required. After wiping her free of lather, he further shocked her by bending and placing a kiss directly on top of the puckered little hole.
“What a good girl,” he praised, pleased to see that there was a fresh glistening of cream between the lips of her kitty. Patting her legs, he released her, helped her to sit up and wrapped the towel around her before moving to kneel beside Sammy. Jackson knew he’d have to be careful or else his Little man was likely to add his own cream to the lather that Jackson was about to apply to the base of his cock.
