🪒 The Way I Keep Myself
Body hair is a sensory issue for me. I do not like having it on my own body, so I keep myself smooth or trimmed. I shave my chest, butt, cock, and balls completely. My face is always clean-shaven. I trim my arms, legs, and armpits right down with clippers. The only place I cannot shave fully is my pubic area, because it always leads to unsightly ingrown hairs, so I keep it short instead.
This routine keeps me comfortable in my body and in my kink. Smoothness feels natural to me, while body hair on myself does not.
👀 When Others Are Hairy
When it comes to other people, body hair simply does not light anything up for me. It does not repulse me, and it does not attract me. I feel neutral. I do not get the spark of arousal I might get from other things, but I can still serve, obey, and focus on the Dominant behind it.
🫀 Where It Still Works
What can switch me on is not the hair itself but the context. Scent is powerful for me. Sweat, musk, the natural smell of a body can turn obedience into something primal. If a Dominant grinds their armpit, crotch, or chest against my face, it is not the hair I respond to but the smell, the rawness, and the power behind the act.
Hair can also be part of service and surrender. Being smothered, having sweaty fabric rubbed into me, being forced to lick or nuzzle where I would not choose to on my own — those are acts of control. In that context, hair becomes part of something bigger: submission, exposure, and service.
❤️ My Confession/Reflection
Body hair itself is not my kink. I do not crave it. I do not get aroused by it. But I can still obey when it is part of what my Dominant wants. My arousal does not come from the hair, but from the obedience, the scent, the loss of choice, and the fact that they chose it for me.
If I had a choice, I would prefer a smooth Dominant. Smoothness excites me in a way hair never can. But even if they are not, my submission remains the same.
It is not the hair that matters. It is the control.
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