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buried her head in his chest and sobbed.  Edward was a very astute man.  He knew without her admitting it that she was terrified and ashamed.  He knew she was struggling to truly accept not only her enforced lifestyle, but also her deep need for submission.  He knew that she loved her sister and that they were connected in ways that not everyone could understand.  He knew that she felt she could never face Lucille again and yet, he also knew, somehow deep inside himself, that Lucille was far more identical to Louisa than she would ever want to admit.  He had seen her watching the scene from behind the settee and had known that she felt somehow drawn to what was happening.  Lucille might not yet understand the pull of her desire; might never truly admit it to anyone including herself, yet he knew that these two women were born to be submissives.  They were intelligent, beautiful and capable adult women but their psyche required -- no demanded, that they submit their minds, their hearts and their bodies to dominant men.  He knew all this, but also knew he would not explain it to his wife.  She would have to work it out on her own.
    “Hush , little one.  I know you are hurting but must trust that all will be fine.  Lucille loves you and, Louisa, both of you will learn things about each other that you never questioned.  You were born together and, sweetie, you will always have each other regardless of your status.  Now, stop crying, and trust your Papa.”  He allowed her a few more minutes of pity for herself, but then stood her erect, stripped her naked and had her back on the table.  Louisa looked at the items he had brought and confusion lit her face.  One bowl held a steaming cloth, one held what was obviously warm water, and the other held a brush and a bar of soap.  She wondered why on earth her husband intended to shave up in her nursery.  However, as he pressed her to lie back and then used his hands to first push her knees up and then spread them wide, opening her sex to him, she gasped.  Chuckling, he watched her confusion disappear as he worked the brush against the soap until he had worked up a huge lather.
    “That’s right.  Little girls who wear nappies don’t need hair on their sweet little pussies.  Papa is going to shave you now, and you will never have hair between your legs again.  Be still and don’t move.  I don’t want to cut my sweet girl.”  Louisa barely dared to breathe as she felt his fingers moving through her blonde curls.  She had never considered the fact that he would shave her down there.  She felt his fingers move to open her outer lips and she shuddered. 
    He grinned and reminded her, “I know this feels good little one.  I know Papa’s fingers are playing with your sweet little pussey but don’t move.”  She blushed and had to close her eyes to avoid the shame.  She felt him lift his hand from her sex only to take one of hers and guide it to her mouth.
    “Go ahead and suckle , baby.  I want you to feel comfortable while Papa shaves you.”  She didn’t protest, though it made her feel like a baby.  She accepted her thumb and was soon drawing on it as she felt him begin to snip away the curls from her pussey.  When he was satisfied that the scissors would no longer do him any good, she felt the warm lather being applied to her sex.  She moaned at the warmth and then froze when she felt the first swipe of the razor.  Edward heard her small whimper and reassured her.
    “Shhh, it is okay, Louisa.  Papa will be very careful. I won’t cut this precious little pussey.  Just suckle your thumb and lie still.”  It took several minutes and he lathered the entire area two additional times before Edward was satisfied that her pussey was shorn smooth.  She blushed anew as she was guided to her hands and knees and then her face and shoulders pressed to the pad of the changing table.  He again guided her thumb into her mouth and she had to shut her