Chapter 5: A second great unveiling while Elyse still tries to resist

“Bruh, if you would go ahead and hand me the clippers.”

Alex’s voice was completely calm as he held out his hand. Meanwhile, from outside her field of view, Elyse heard the sound of heavy boots coming closer before Shotgun’s face appeared. What could she do? It was the question Elyse had asked herself since her nightmare began and she still didn’t have an answer. It was almost like she was paralyzed. She had been so thoroughly beaten and humiliated that what had happened to her in less than an hour now seemed to have crushed her spirit even more than Alex’s punches had pulverized her body. Morosely, Elyse now looked up at Shotgun without even trying to cover her naked body. Here was the boy whom Elyse held responsible for her suffering and Shotgun indicated that he knew it as he now leered triumphantly back at her. Ironically enough, by doing so Shotgun only made himself look even more like a racist caricature as his bright, white eyes, coal black skin, large, flat and bulging nose and thick and meaty lips that were pulled back and showing teeth the size of flooring planks all were exaggerated as he now leered.

“Told you, you wasn’t gonna be able to stop any of this,” the black boy standing over Elyse now said tauntingly.

“Shoulda just kept your mouth shut and agreed to everything I said. Wouldn’t a had to been goin’ through all this right now. Then again, maybe you would. Maybe this was the plan all along.”

What did he mean by that? Elyse didn’t have long to wonder for, in that moment, while Elyse tried to guess to what Shotgun was alluding, the sharp pop and dreadful hum of her husband’s beard trimmer crackled through the air. Something dreadful was about to happen and it would not only be dreadful but also horribly intimate in the most revolting way possible. Still, Elyse knew that wasn’t going to be able to stop it as she couldn’t stop herself from watching. She now moved into a position to where her head was off the ground and her upper body rested on her elbows as her gorgeous blue eyes were fixated on the triangle of blond and silky fur that was the only thing covering her mound. Hot tears of shame then came pouring from her eyes as her own fourteen-year-old son pressed the clippers against her lower belly. It was a fraction of a second before Alex was to begin shaving but it was in that moment, that Elyse realized that she was wet.

Bzzzzkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkddddddddddddddddddddlllltt!!!!!!

At first, Elyse couldn’t place the sound even as it happened. Maybe this was because it had been so many years since she had heard the sound of clippers cutting hair or maybe she was just in denial. Regardless of what it was Elyse finally admitted what was happening just as Alex pulled the clippers down and shaved the left side of her womanly bush away. Now, where just a moment before there had been a thick and tawny triangle of the world’s most beautiful gold, the tops of fine stubble interspersed among Elyse’s creamy white skin. In fact, it was so white that it was even whiter than the rest of her for that patch of skin hadn’t seen the light of day perhaps for Elyse’s entire life.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!”

Elyse wailed in horror as she again started to struggle while Alex pinned her legs. Somehow, her fourteen year old son had seemed to know right where to hit her and, as she now tried to wriggle away, each new movement caused electric bolts of pains to go shoot through her limbs. Elyse’s ability to put any stress on her shoulders, hips, wrists, or knees had seemingly been so destroyed that Elyse could now only feebly try to wriggle while Alex held her fast. His weight was on his forearms as he pressed these into her thighs. Alex then looked at her and smiled as his gorgeous naked mom twisted and turned all of which made her huge naked tits sway tantalizing in front of him. As Alex then tore his gaze away from those swinging and succulent orbs, his right hand placed the clippers against the top of Elyse’s blond bush.

As Elyse now watched in horror, her own fourteen-year-old son pulled the clippers through her bush four more time and, each time he did so, Elyse was helpless to stop it as a more of her bush was shaved away. With those four fast and determined strokes Elyse’s entire mound had been reduced to almost nothing but stubble. There was merely one lone swath left and, as Elyse looked on in terror, Alex mowed those hairs down too. Elyse’s beautiful and feminine thatch had now been cut down and those silky and golden hairs had been taken from her even more easily than Alex had taken her clothes. Now, they instead lay like harvested wheat as they lay on her thighs and the floor. They had been the last of the soldiers that defended Elyse’s obliterated modesty and they had been taken from her just as quickly as had everything else. Instead, they now lay unmoving on an exposed expanse of creamy white skin on Elyse’s most intimate area; an area that was now being seen by everyone. But Elyse’s hell wasn’t over yet. No, in fact, it was just beginning. For it was now that Alex slid his father’s clippers down between her legs as he guided them past Elyse’s pussy on its right side. As this now happened Elyse could hear the hairs between her legs as they were shaved away but, even worse, was the vibrations. Those rapidly buzzing clippers, they were so close to her exposed lips. It had been bad enough when they had been traversing her mound. Even then those agonizing vibrations had moved through her flesh until they filled her entirely but, somehow, this was even worse. For now, that vibrating steel head was on her sex itself, and the way that they moved and stimulated her soaking wet canal was a danger for which she was not prepared. It was just another torture that Elyse’s poor defenseless pussy had to endure and those fast and unending oscillations were pushing the pretty Catholic mom into a state of sheer panic. For now it wasn’t just the clippers, it was as if her entire pussy was pulsating with an ever-increasing intensity as she continued to be shaved. Those terrible sensations now traveled down her tunnel and seemed to stimulate her clit from underneath as that sensitive little button continued to swell to an ever-greater extent. It was a terror and a tragedy that made Elyse shut her eyes tightly as well as clench her teeth. It was coming. It was going to happen Elyse now knew and there was nothing that she could do to stop it. And so, even amidst the horrifying tragedy within which Elyse found herself; the pretty Catholic mom’s whole world now fell away. It ceased to exits until all that remained was the blackness created by Elyse’s tightly shut eyes. In this new world there was no sight, there was only sound, smell and the sense of touch and, Elyse would later realize, having closed her eyes was a terrible mistake. For without images coming in through her eyes that her brain had to process there was nothing to distract her from those vibrations which now rapidly drained away Elyse’s will to resist. From somewhere out beyond the blackness of her eyelids, Elyse now felt her legs being spread even wider. This she tried to resist but the muscles on the insides of her thighs seemed to have turned to jelly and they did not respond to her demands that they contract. Elyse felt as weak as a kitten and what strength she did have was being used to try and stave off just what was coming. It was futile, Elyse knew, and yet she wasn’t just going to lay back and let it happen. Whether Elyse was hoping for a miracle or if it was just her natural reaction to resist, Elyse didn’t know. In fact, there was only one thing of which she was sure in that exact moment and that was that something was building. It was growing larger, like a feeling of swelling or becoming engorged. That feeling was now rolling out of her pussy in waves and those waves didn’t stop until Elyse’s fingertips tingled and her scalp tightened so much that she thought she could feel each individual hair as it grew out of her head. It was as if someone had let a giant hive of bees loose inside her and they were becoming more and more agitated the longer this went on. Their humming was growing louder as it continued to spread outwards. Those bees now spread throughout her body and landed everyone on her insides and, like those horrible and deeply feared clippers, those bees just wouldn’t stop buzzing. Soon, Elyse knew, it would happen. It was coming and it felt as if it were as big and as powerful as an out of control locomotive. It would be bigger than it ever had before of this Elyse was sure. It was like looking at a tidal wave and not being able to believe that something that large was about to wash over you. For it had been so long, so long since Stephen had taken the time to stimulate her properly and, even when he had, he had never done so like this. They were, after all, a conservative Catholic couple and their sex had been vanilla; they certainly hadn’t incorporated any sort of vibrator. What she was experiencing was then a completely new experience and, as it now threatened to engulf her, Elyse felt the desire to feel a cock in her pussy. She wanted it, the pretty and prudish, conservative Catholic mom now realized, no she needed it, and Elyse couldn’t stop herself from hoping that someone would give it to her. It was a horrible and shameful feeling and it had been brought on by that revolting and dehumanizing stimulation but, to Elyse, that didn’t make any difference. For Elyse admitting that she wanted to be fucked was a new fact of life and one that she still fought with all of her might to completely deny. Still, Elyse needed that dam to break, she needed for the kettle to boil overand she craved being drowned beneath the oncoming tidal wave.