Alani Pi is no simple model. Her lovely demeanor is disarming compared to the deep and perverted female on the interior. For her live show, she consented and even requested a head shaving. Its highly strange to get such a demand. A model makes a bunch of currency based off of appearance, and no hair is a very extreme thing for a steaming slit like Alani to take on.Wasting no time, Alani is installed in iron stocks with her wrists pent up in leather handcuffs and iron and her neck packaged in iron. The stocks are deliberately a tiny high, making her chin pitch hardly upward and her gams expanded open by handcuffs and cords. The idea is to make the process awkward and already she is fidgeting nervously in her restraints.The electrified monster clippers click on in an aroused zizzing madness. She looks peaceful but if you study her closely, she is trembling. Scarcely able to make eye contact and furtive sideways sights through her long flogs, she might be reconsidering... Claire however is highly committed and commences pruning only half her head so we can witness the stark comparison of shaved and not from our soon to be bald Alani. Patiently and slowly, her hair disappears and with it all ability to identify with who she previously was. Now she is just a sheath... a vessel... one that we intend to fill to the brink with ache and enjoyment; shaping, forming, and manipulating.
