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kiddo crying as they get lowered into the bath.

Daddy put some special cream on their cunt (toothpaste) and told them that it would only burn if they had been naughty.

Well it did burn, bad. kiddo pissed themself from the pain and that’s why Daddy carried them into the bathroom, stripped them, and put them in the tub.

“Does your pussy hurt, naughty baby?”

kiddo lets the warm water splash around their cunt and tcock, it’s taking the sting away but not the lingering burn that they are worried will be there forever. They look up at Dad and nod.

“You know, it might feel better if you let Daddy shave your little pussy. I could give you a bald, sweet little girl’s pussy, then I’m sure you would remember to be more obedient for me.”

kiddo hates this plan, but as soon as they go to voice their concerns, Dad roughly grabs their cunt and twists it in His big strong hands, reigniting the sting, and suddenly they start nodding. “Okay, okay, okay.”

“Well hold on sweetpea.” Dad hasn’t lost His even tone. “I have to explain to you what daddy will do to your little pussy, then you can see if you want it, okay?

First, I have to exfoliate your skin, so I’ll use the bath brush and some scrubby stuff, to make sure you’re all ready to be shaved. It might feel rough on your soft skin, it’ll leave you red and shiny all the way from your clitty to your asshole.

Then, I have to wash you with soap. This’ll just be with a washcloth, but I have to be thorough. Otherwise I might miss a spot.

Then, I’m going to rub oil all over to make sure the razor doesn’t cut you when I shave you. Does that sound like a nice plan, kiddo?”

They aren’t sure it sounds nice at all, but the alternative sounds much worse.

“Yes, Daddy.” They squeak out, trying to hide any fear in their voice.

“I need a full sentence please, sweetheart. Let’s try ‘yes please, Daddy. Please turn my pussy into a good little girl’s pussy’”

They choke the words out, they feel hot and slimy in their mouth.

“Okay then, show Daddy your pussy, please.”

They pick their knees up to their chest and lay down in the bath, open and waiting while Daddy gets everything He needs. Their cunt is much less burny now, but sensitive, they can tell, and the inner folds are the worst of it, seemingly generating more heat to spread down and out towards their asshole.

“Here we go, honey.” Dad holds the scrub brush hovering over their skin for a second, then presses it into their cunt.

At first it feels awful, the little exfoliating beads feel like they are going to tear their skin off. And the hard bristles of the brush feel like spikes primed to draw blood. Dad scrubs and scrubs while kiddo whimpers. Then, when He gets to their cock, the hard nub can’t help but jump against the pain, and kiddo thrusts upwards and out of the water, sensitive and tingly and oddly enjoying it.

“Are you… humping the scrub brush?” Dad chuckles to himself. “Good girl. Thank you for cooperating with daddy.”

Their cunt goes back into the warm water, and the bath flushes away all the beads and soothes the raw skin. Then, it’s time to present to Daddy again for the soap. They obediently raise their pussy out of the water, but dad starts going towards the sink.

“It’s easier to clean you with cold water, honey. The soap works better.”

The cold washcloth feels even worse than the scrub brush. They can’t help crying a little at this point, feeling every drip off the washcloth like a knife as it runs down between their asscheeks. Their nipples get hard, and once again Daddy calls them good for listening and taking it well.

“This is how I know you want to be a good little girl baby, look at how your body reacts to me taking care of you.”

It’s not a long enough break in the warm water before Daddy comes back with the oil and the razor. They have to reposition so their pussy is even more exposed, and they are basically squatting over the rim of the tub, legs spread wide.

When they start shaking, Daddy warns them to knock it off, or He’ll go get the flogger from the bedroom and make their cunt even redder before He starts.

The oil feels good and cool against their skin. kiddo imagines it like a protective barrier from the razor, coming to rescue their needy, sore pussy from getting cuts and burns, but then remembers that their hair will still be shaved off, and gets sad all over again.

The first thing about the razor that shocks them is the noise, they feel like they can hear every one of their hairs getting ripped out. Even though it feels okay, they can’t help but sniffle a little thinking about how itchy their pussy is going to be for the next few weeks, while all their hard work grows back.

They probably won’t even look unless they have to. Seeing a bald pussy on their body is going to feel so wrong. It’s everything they can do not to full on sob, bc they know that would make Daddy lose focus, and he’d be so mad.

They have to move into all sorts of embarrassing positions, holding parts of their pussy up and away or stretching the skin tight, and they earn a few swats on their thighs for being slow to obey.

Once Daddy is done, He dries her bald, girly pussy off with a towel, and makes her grind against it roughly, pulling the fabric high against her clit and her asshole. The smooth skin is so fragile, beautifully soft, but all kiddo feels is pain and embarrassment.

“Thank you for giving me a little girl pussy, Daddy.” She says politely.

“You’re welcome, little girl.” Daddy says, reaching over on the counter to get the toothpaste again.