His hair in his pubic area and legs just got wiped off and thrown into the trashcan. It was more like the hair had never been there and he had just rolled in it. Now the wipes were wiping them off. Dante didn’t have a mirror, but he bet the same fate had already befallen his facial hair.
“Nononononononononono!” Dante yelled, struggling in vain to make his body heed his commands. “Look…lady…Judy…ma’am. Please stop. I’ll do anything you want. Just please stop.” The woman ignored him and continued to wipe the hair off his legs and nether regions and throw them away into the bottomless trashcan.
When she was done, she pulled him to the sitting position, and pulled him to the very edge of the table