Tinder Date Part 2

Jessica's encounter with Jason left her wanting for more. A night full of hair and passionate sex. But she didn't text him back. She was too afraid to be rejected or ignored after what she had done to Jason's hair. 

A week passed by. Jessica would still think about Jason some time. One day Jessica was cleaning up after dinner when her phone rang. It was Jason. She picked up immediately. 

"Hello is this Jessica? It's me, Jason. I hope you didn't forget me!"

"Yes Jason! How can I forget you?"

"I actually wanted to thank you Jessica!"

"Why?", Jessica was really puzzled. 

"I had a meeting with a casting manager. He actually short listed me for my previous look. I reluctantly showed up at the meeting with no hair. But they actually liked my bald look and thought I would be the perfect model for their new photo shoot."

"That's so great Jason, I am so happy for you!", Jessica was relieved.

"But there's a twist in the tale here. The photo shoot is for a huge sunglasses brand and they are looking for a bald female model to pair me up with…"

Jessica's heart skipped a beat as Jason took a pause.

"...and my manager has asked me to look for a model. If you don't mind, can I suggest your name? The only thing is you'll have to go bald. What do you think?"

"I don't know Jason." Jessica stuttered. 

"They are paying really well. Think about it." Jason insisted.

"It's not about the money Jason. I would only go bald if you would shave my hair for me."

"That sounds amazing! It's a deal then. I'll let my manager know and see you later then!" Jason hung up.

Jessica's heart sunk thinking about what she just committed to do.

****

Ding dong. It was Jason at the door. Jessica wasn't expecting Jason to show up immediately. She was just wearing a t-shirt. Nothing else. Her thick hair was parted in the center and tied into two ponytails

"Hi Jessica it's so nice to see you again." Said Jason and gave Jessica a kiss. Jessica didn't say anything.

"Are you ready for the haircut Jessica?" 

Jessica just nodded as she was still processing what was happening and about to happen.

Jessica was just standing still staring at Jason as he entered her place. His hair grew a little since the last time they met. He was looking really hot. 

"Will you just stand there or bring me your clippers stuff?" 

Jessica agreed and went inside. Within moments she came out with scissors, clippers and razor. Jason pulled out a kitchen chair. Jessica sat on it. She was just enchanted by Jason. She was just obeying to whatever he was saying. 

Jason placed his hands on her shoulders. "Are you ready?", he asked. Jessica nodded in affirmation. Jason flipped on the clippers. Jessica got goosebumps just listening to the loud hum. Her hair was tied in two ponytails with a center partition. Jason placed the clippers on the partition and slid it in her hair leaving a bald patch in the center. Jessica was so turned on she couldn't help herself she started touching herself. A few more strokes and Jessica had no hair on the top. Her ponytails were falling, holding on to the remaining hair. Jason held the right ponytail and started shaving it off. With a few quick swipes of the clippers Jessica was bald completely on the right side. Doing the same on the left side he buzzed Jessica completely.Jessica was reaching her climax when suddenly she felt something cold on her head. Jason was spreading shaving cream on her head. The thought of getting herself clean shaved excited her even more.  Jason spread the shaving cream evenly on her head. Picked up the razor and started shaving her head with small strokes. Slowly he started shaving her head really smooth. The razor kept scraping away her stubble leaving behind her bare scalp. The cold metal of the razor really excited Jessica and she moaned loudly as she came. Jason smiled as he continued shaving. He remembered how Jesscia kept shaving his head again and again so he decided to do the same. After shaving it once he spread the shaving cream again on her head gently massaging her clean shaved head. Swiftly he started shaving her head in reverse strokes, shaving her head smoother than before. After he was done he wiped her head clean with a towel and applied lotion to moisturize her head and he kissed her freshly shaved head. Jessica turned around and kissed Jason. Jason pulled her closer and started kissing her passionately as both of them were running their hands on each other's shaved heads. They really couldn't keep their hands off each other and had the most passionate sex they had in their entire lives.

 

The photoshoot and the ad campaign was a huge success and they came to be known in the industry as the bald modeling couple. 

Tinder Date Part 1

Jason opened his eyes. His vision was blurry. He was at an unfamiliar place. He tried to rub his eyes but he realized that his hands were handcuffed to the back of the chair. He tried to get up and free himself but his legs were tied to the chair as well. He could see Jessica approach him from a distance. "So you are finally awake." She said.

*****

Earlier that day.

Jason was new in town. His dream for modeling brought him to New York. He had just landed a couple of days back and had finally settled down at his new place. 

'You have a new match!'

His phone lit up to a Tinder notification. Jason was new in town and had no friends or knew anyone around. He was swiping Tinder in hopes of meeting someone new. 

He checked his phone. He had matched with a girl named Jessica. She was hot. Curvy figure. Long thick hair. Her bio mentioned her interest in fetishes and BDSM. Jason didn't give it a second thought. He was ready to explore and experience new things in New York. They chatted for a couple of days. Got to know each other and finally decide to meet and go out for drinks. Since Jason was new Jessica suggested a bar and time to meet. 

Jason put on a pair of denims, black boots, a t-shirt and a denim jacket. He brushed his long luscious locks which reached his shoulders. Put on some shades and a perfume and set out to meet Jessica. 

Jessica and Jason hit off instantly. Within moments of meeting they were joking and laughing. Jason didn't realize the time pass as they spoke but suddenly he started feeling a little dizzy. "Jessica I don't feel so well." He said, trying not to pass out. 

'Don't worry Jason I'll drop you home." Assured Jessica and that's the last thing Jason remembered. 

*****

Jason opened his eyes. His vision was blurry. He was at an unfamiliar place. He tried to rub his eyes but he realized that his hands were handcuffed to the back of the chair. He tried to get up and free himself but his legs were tied to the chair as well. He could see Jessica approach him from a distance. "So you are finally awake." She said.

Jessica walked closer to Jason as her heels made loud clicking noise. "Where am I?" Muttered Jason. "Don't worry baby. You are in my Den. You are safe here." 

"Safe? Right." Jason thought.

He looked at Jessica. Earlier that day she was wearing a very elegant black dress with a denim jacket. Now She was wearing a latex suit. Her hair which were left open were now tied in a high ponytail. The latex suit stuck right on Jessica's skin, accentuating her figure, making her look more hot. 

"Here. Have some water. You will need some of this after I spiked your drink." She said as offered Jason some water, "We are about to have some fun". Jason felt better as he regained consciousness. Only then he realized that he was completely naked as he felt his skin against the leather of the chair. Jessica went to a corner of the room which was rather dark and pulled down a switch turning on the lights. Jason saw two barbershop poles light up on either sides of the chair.

"Welcome to my barbershop, Jason" announced Jessica running her long nails through Jason's hair. Jason loved the way her nails felt on his scalp but he was scared with what was happening. 

"What are you going to do to me?" Jason asked out of fear.

"Don't worry baby. We are going to male you look more handsome." Tugging his hair she said, "This sheep needs some shearing." 

"What? No! You will ruin my modeling career!" Jason exclaimed.

"Do you think you are in a position to negotiate?" Jessica laughed. "I am not taking no for an answer." Jessica declared. 

"But…" before even Jason could complete, Jessica put a leg around him and sat on his lap and started kissing him, running fingers through his hair, pulling them. Jason was aroused and had given in to his fate which lied in Jessica's hands. He had accepted the fact that the only way to get out of here is to agree to whatever Jessica says. 

"I warned you Jason. You should've understood when I said Fetishes and BDSM."  Jason had nothing to say. He had accepted his fate.

Jessica pulled a trolley still sitting on Jason's lap. She picked up a pair of shears. She picked up a lock of Jason's hair. And snip. She snipped it close to Jason's scalp leaving a literal bald patch. She dropped the hair on Jason's lap. She lifted another lock. Snipped it close to his scalp leaving another bald patch on his head and dropped it on Jason's lap. She kept on snipping the hair as she willed leaving Jason with really uneven hair. Jason really didn't care what happened to his hair now. But Jessica's sheer dominance was turning him on. Even Jessica could make out that Jason was liking it. 

Jessica took it one step further. She picked up a pair of clippers and slid on a guard. Jason closed his eyes. She flipped the clippers on and BUZZZ!!!

Chunks of Jason's hair started falling on his lap as only a short fuzz of hair was left behind. Jessica was being ruthless with the clippers. She was stopping at nothing. Jason's lap and the floor around him was filled with his locks that he once wore with pride. The buzzing stopped. Jason opened his eyes. His head was feeling light with no hair. Suddenly Jessica gave him a very passionate kiss. This was really turning Jason on a lot. He wished to kiss back, grab Jessica's body, but his hands were tied. Jessica really knew how to tease. 

Jessica got up and picked up a can of shaving cream. Shaked it twice and sprayed shaving cream on Jason's head and she started spreading it with her fingers. Jason's scalp felt cold. She picked up a razor and started shaving his head. She started at the crown, then to the front, then the sides, and then the back. Jason was completely bald now. 

But Jessica was upset that it was over. That there was no hair left to cut. So she sprayed his head with shaving cream again and shaved his head. She kept doing it until she was satisfied. And all that was left was a bald Jason and a floor full of hair.

End of Part 1.

A Halloween to remember

Kyle was the best boyfriend and the best fiance anyone could ever have. He loved Madison with his whole heart, took care of her and never let her shed a tear. He was muscular and sporty, had a good job, was good in bed. He was everything a girl could ask for. Madison and Kyle had recently moved in together into their new home and even bought a new car. Madison felt Kyke was too good and sometimes she felt that she wasn't giving back enough.

Even though Kyle never brought it up, Madison was aware that Kyle had something for hair. He liked playing with Madison's hair and would occasionally help her take care of them. She knew he preferred women with short hair. He crushed over actresses with short hair and was attracted to women with short hair. But Kyle never mentioned this to Madison. He never let it come in between their relationship and made sure that he maintained distance and stayed loyal. He never asked Madison to go cut her hair short either. 

Kyle was everything Madison wanted and she wanted to be the same way for him. It was that time of the year around Halloween when people plan out their halloween themed and costumes. It was a Sunday and Madison and Kyle were laying on the couch eating pancakes for breakfast when Madison said, "Kyle, honey, I have decided what we should be this Halloween?"

"And what's that Madison?" Asked Kyle.

"You could dress up as V from 'V for Vendetta' and I could be Natalie Portman!" replied Madison.

Kyle was visibly confused. He didn't understand. V for Vendetta came a long time back. It wasn't their favorite movie nor they had any memories attached to it. It wasn't popular anymore. He was really wondering why Madison would choose that theme.

"You can put on V's mask and a suit…" continued Madison, "...and to achieve Natalie Portman's look, you could shave my head!" 

Kyle couldn't believe what he just heard. Obviously he had imagined what Madison would look like with short hair or bald but he never told her anything about it. But Madison had noticed that about Kyle and wanted to give back to Kyle for being just the perfect person. One could say she was doing it to keep him from being attracted to someone else but she was perfectly happy and fine with getting her locks buzzed off for Kyle. 

When Kyle finally understood that Madison knew about Kyle's fetish, he broke into a sheepish grin as he couldn't hide his excitement. "Are you sure, hon?" he asked. "You better do it before I change my mind." she laughed and they both kissed.

Finally came the day before Halloween. Kyle hadn't mentioned anything about the costumes, theme or the haircut after their discussion. But Madison could sense the change in Kyle as he was always smiling and had a spring in his steps. Kyle was working on his laptop when Madison came back home from a trip to the mall buying all the stuff they would need for Halloween. She approached Kyle from behind and put her hand on his shoulder. Kyle turned back and kissed her hand. "Let's do it, Kyle." 

"Do what?" Kyle asked even though he knew she was talking about the haircut.

"Don't you want to shave my head Kyle?" Madison asked.

Kyle didn't say anything back. He just closed his laptop and stood up. 

Kyle followed Madison to the bathroom. Madison took out a pair of heavy duty clippers she just bought from the Mall. She took off her T-shirt and Jeans.  Kyle already had a boner seeing Madison naked. Madison already had her hair in a ponytail. Kyle picked up the clippers and plugged them in. The whole bathroom echoed with a loud humming noise. He placed the blade of the clippers over the hair tie that held the pony tail. The humming noise of the clippers muffled as he dug the clippers deep into her thick ponytail. Within seconds the ponytail was detached from the rest of Madison's hair. He placed the ponytail on the counter. "Why are you keeping that on the counter? Just throw it on the floor." asked Madison. 

"I am going to keep this ponytail with me. And cherish this moment for the rest of my life." said Kyle. That really made Madison blush. Kyle now flipped the clippers on again as the bathroom filled with a loud echo of the clippers. Hearing that noise was really making Madison anxious and Kyle nervous. Both their hearts were pounding with excitement. Kyle couldn't stop thinking about how he always thought of doing this to Madison and Madison just asked him to do it herself. His love for her was growing deeper with every passing moment. And for Madison, she was just happy to go bald for Kyle.

Kyle placed the clippers on Madison's forehead and started moving them towards the back of her head. The sound of the clippers muffled again as they started buzzing off Madison's hair. When Kyle lifted the clippers, what left behind was a clean patch of scalp on Madison's head. He made a few more passes as he completely shaved off Madison's top of the head. Her hair fell on her shoulder and the floor was already covered with hair. He moved to the side and placed the clippers on her side burns. Making upward swipes with the clippers he shaved of the left side too. Continuing the same motion he started shaving the back of her head. Madison was loving the sensation of the clippers buzzing against her scalp. She was loving how carefully Kyle was buzzing off her hair. She had already started loving the way it felt.

Kyle now moved to the right and started buzzing off her hair again. A few strokes and Madison was completely bald. Kyle dusted hair off Madison's shoulders and head. He flipped the clippers on again and kept shaving until he was satisfied that he hadn't left any patch behind. Blowing off the clippers Kyle said, "Let's get you cleaned up." They both took off their clothes and entered the shower. Kyle washed Madison's scalp and shampooed her buzzcut. Even Madison couldn't keep herself from touching the buzz as it was arousing the both of them. They started making out in the shower itself. Coming out of the shower after sometime they continued their love making on the bed and had the most passionate sex they have ever head in the lives. 

Indeed it was a Halloween to remember. 

The girl next door

Ruby would come to her balcony every morning and evening to comb her hair. Sometimes she would oil them. Sometimes she would braid them. And Thomas would watch her everyday from his window. They would occasionally share a smile. Tom had fallen in love. Not with Ruby. But with her hair. 

One day as the sun was setting, Ruby was oiling her hair in the balcony and Tom was looking at her like usual. Their eyes met and they both shared a smile. "Will you always keep looking at me or will you ever say anything?" Ruby said finally breaking the silence between them. Tom felt shy and looked down. "I like your hair" he said trying to strike a conversation. "I love them too. They are my prized possession. But sometimes they are a pain in the ass." she replied. "Pain in the ass? How?" He asked in a puzzled tone. "You have to take care of them. Trim them regularly. Oil them. And when they get really long, maintaining them is really difficult. Washing and drying them takes hours." Ruby explained. "I can help you out." he said. "You?" Laughed Ruby. "What do you know about hair?" She continued. "Well, if you teach me I'll learn." He replied quickly. Ruby liked his confidence. "My family have gone out and will come only by tomorrow night. Why don't you come over and help me wash hair." Ruby said teasingly taking up Tom's offer to help and went inside before Tom could say anything. 

Tom rang Ruby's bell early in the morning. Ruby hadn't even woken up. She opened the door rubbing her eyes and yawning. He heavily oiled thick hair were tied on top off her head in a tight bun. "You seem too eager to help me Tom. Come in." She teased him once more. She was still in her night dress and he walked in. "I hope you don't mind if we get straight to business." She said taking off her night dress. She stripped down to her bra and panties they stuck closely to her skin. Underneath that was a really curvy woman and Tom was unable to hide his excitement. She left him to the bathroom and started filling a bucket with hot water. "All you have to do is shampoo and condition my hair and give me a good head massage. I hope you can manage that much." As Tom entered the bathroom Ruby stopped him in his track. "Are you really going to enter with your clothes on? Go out and take off your clothes. I don't want you to get wet." He said pushing him out of the bathroom. Tom hurried out and took off his clothes until he was in his boxers. As he returned he saw Ruby sitting on the bathroom floor and a stool set behind her next to the bucket. Tom went and sat on the stool. He checked if the water wasn't too hot. Took some in the mug and poured it over Ruby's head. Ruby closed her eyes as he continued to wet Ruby's hair. He ran his fingers through her hair. He gently started wetting her hair by pouring water on her head and running his finger through her hair until her hair was dripping wet. He opened the bottle of shampoo and poured some on his hand started massaging Ruby scalp gently working his way through from root to the tips. His fingers on her scalp was putting Ruby in a state of trance. She closed her eyes and was just loving the way Tom was playing with her hair. Tom too was taking his time as he always dreamt of doing this and his dream was finally coming true. Satisfied that the shampoo had washed off the oil Tom poured more water on her hair washing the shampoo off. Now it was time for the conditioner. Just like the shampoo Tom took his time with the conditioner playing her Ruby's hair twisting them, running his fingers through her hair, giving an occasional playful tug. "That's enough Tom. Let's wash it off." said Ruby and Tom's dream came to an end. Tom washed the conditioner off her hair with a heavy heart feeling her gorgeous cascading locks for the last time.

Both came out of the bath. Ruby wrapped a towel around her and Tom put on he pants. While he was dressing up Ruby picked up a hair dryer and plugged it in. Switching on the hairdryer Ruby looked at Tom in the mirror and said, "Now they'll take hours to dry off. Some days I wish I had short hair." Tom was watching Ruby drying her hair enjoying it thoroughly. But he froze as Ruby asked, "Do you think I should cut them short?" Even Ruby stopped as she just realized what she she, "I mean like an inch or so. Not like super short." She laughed. "Yeah I mean. It's up to you. If you think you could maintain short hair better you should cut them a little. But long hair looks good on you too." Tom was trying to give diplomatic answers but be secretly wished that she cut her hair too. "Tom, will you trim my hair for me?" Ruby asked Tom out of the blue. "Wh...what? M...me?" Tom stuttered as he couldn't believe what he just heard. Before even he could gather himself Ruby said, "Yes Tom. You were good with the wash I guess you can manage this too?" Ruby's words felt divine to Tom's ears. "Just wait here." Ruby wasn't ready to take no for an answer. And Tom didn't want to give no for an answer too. Ruby quickly went to the kitchen of or tiny little place and brought a pair of small kitchen scissors. She set up the stool in front of the mirror and combed her hair out which was still pretty wet. "Come here Tom. All you have to do is hold my hair and cut a few inches. It's really easy." Tom went and picked up the scissors from Ruby's hands. "How much should I cut?" Tom asked. Ruby's hair reached her butt. She said, "Can you cut them till my waist?" Tom glared at her hair. That was much more than just an inch. "Are you sure?" He asked. "Yes Tom. Go ahead. Just cut them in a straight line. I'm trusting you with my life." She said holding her hair. Tom slowly started snipping her hair. Strands of wet hair started hitting the floor as he was talking small snips of scissors keeping the line as straight as possible. When he was done he took a few more snips to even it out to make sure that her hair was cut in a perfectly straight hair. 

Ruby pulled her hair in front as she stood up to inspect the haircut. "Spectacular job Tom!" She chirped fully satisfied with what Tom did. "My trust in you paid off!" "Thank you for trusting me" said Tom as his heart was beating out of his chest. Ruby quickly turned around and gave Tom a tight hug and said, "I wish someone could take care of my hair every time!" Ruby then looked at Tom and said, "Do you want to go out for coffee Tom?" Shy Tom just nodded a yes already thinking how he would be able to live his dream more often now!

Summer time ritual

The sun was beating down as Rhea entered her house with a bag full of groceries. The summer was unbearably hot this year. She tossed her bags and her car keys on the dining table. She poured herself a glass of cold water. Tossing her mop of shaggy curly hair she sat down at the dinner table. She took a gulp of water. Paused for a moment. She picked up her car keys again.

Rhea was driving around town thinking that a haircut at this very moment is the only thing that could save her from this summer heat. Unfortunately, it was the middle of the afternoon and most of the businesses are closed, she pulled up next to her usual salon to find a “Closed” sign on the door. She wasn't taking no for an answer. She went back into the car and revved her engine. She drove to the salon that was the talk of the town. But not good enough as it was closed as well. She kept driving around finding all ladies' salons closed. Every closed sign was adding to her temper. 

Rhea was now driving around aimlessly losing all hope and all irritated by the afternoon heat when se found a broken signboard that said "Al's Salon". She pulled up her car and walked right in. What she hadn't noticed was the broken part of the signboard said "men's".

She walked into the small old barbershop. It once had two barbers as the two sets of chairs, mirrors and counters suggested but only one barber was present. Noticing an unusual customer at an unusual time the old barber folded his newspaper and lowered his glasses. "I think you are lost, child", he said flicking his cigarette in the ashtray but Rhea had already settled in the chair. The old barber walked towards her as she said, "It's a salon and I need a haircut. I am at the right place." 

"I am really sorry this is a men's barbershop, child. I really should fix the signboard." said the old barber.

Rhea was not taking no for an answer today. "I do not know anything. I need to get rid of my hair." 

"Okay child. I have been a barber practically all my life. And I have had the privilege of only a few female clients. But the problem is they all wore men's haircuts. So that's all I can help you with." Pointing at a chart on the wall he said, "Those are the kind of men's haircuts I can give you but I really can't help if you are looking for something else." 

Without even looking at the chart Rhea demanded, "Just shave it off." 

The old barber smirked and left a sigh. He pumped the chair up and flung a striped Cape around Rhea. He grabbed Rhea's scraggly long locks and 

Scrunch! Scrunch!! Scrunch!!!

Within seconds her hair was on the floor. All that was left of her mane barely touched her shoulders now. The barber took a comb and parted her hair in the centre. He picked up a pair of clippers from the and dusted them. Taking the guard off he flipped them on. He placed the clippers on her forehead, right at the centre. He pushed the clippers right through the partition and the clippers' sound got muffled as it buzzed through her thick hair. He lifted the clippers leaving a bald patch right at the centre. He made a few more passes and the top of Rhea's head was reduced to a stubble. He continued passing the clippers on the side and now only the back was left. He pushed Rhea's head down and started buzzing off her back. And soon Rhea's head was completely buzzed with only a brown fuzz left behind. Rhea's lifted her hand out of the Cape and felt her freshly buzzed head. 

The old barber took some shaving foam and started spreading it on her head. Rhea felt a cool soothing menthol sensation on her head. Her trance broke as the barber said, "A head shave costs 20 bucks but I can shave your face as well for a combo of 25 bucks?" Rhea looked at her reflection in the mirror. Sitting cross-legged on a barber's chair in an old barbershop with her head covered with shaving foam. She nodded, "Do it." The barber continued spending the foam from her head to her face. He took a straight-edged razor and cleaned it off with alcohol. He inserted a fresh blade in. With smooth clean strokes, he started shaving off her head. After he was done shaving off her head he proceeded to shave off her face as well. Once that was done he picked up the foam bottle again and lathered her head and face again. This time he shaved her head and face against the grain making her head as smooth as a cue ball. 

When he was done the floor was full of Rhea's long curly locks and her lap was full of hair as well. The barber took some aftershave and applied it to Rhea's face and head. It stung a little. So he picked up a bottle of lotion and applied it to her head and face and her head started shining in the afternoon sun. Rhea felt so light and relieved as the breeze hit her head. She paid off the barber his 25 bucks and stepped out of the barbershop and looked up at the broken sign.

This summer head shave later became a yearly ritual in her life. 

Junk Mail

Junk Mail

Elizabeth grew up in a village. As she grew up, her education brought her to the city. And her job made her stay. Brought up in the village, Elizabeth was very simple. She worked as an accountant in a small business.

On an especially slow day at work, Elizabeth was just trying to kill time. She was wearing a long grey skirt and a beige shirt tucked in. Her long brown hair was open. She was twirling a strand of hair that fell on her face. She was wondering about the happy times she spent when she wasn’t a city girl. She barely felt a thing after moving to the city. There was no excitement in her life.

Trying to pass some more time she thought of clearing her email inbox. After clearing the regular mail she thought of clearing the junk mail. While cleaning her junk mail she stumbled upon a mail titled: “It’s time to change yourself.” Just out of curiosity she opened the mail.

Elizabeth,

It’s time to change yourself. It’s time for a makeover. 

Hope to see you at: 

1, Le Château, Bronx Road.

Hope to see you on 26 June at 1800 HRS.

Regards,

XXX

A very suspenseful mail. The kind of ones you don’t pay attention to. But Elizabeth felt a little different after reading this mail. She hadn’t been on an adventure for years. She also looked the same for years. Same long brown hair. Same conservative outfits. She felt a sense of excitement after reading this email. She thought to herself that it’s okay to go out on an adventure once in a while. If something felt odd she would turn around. She quickly checked the calendar on her computer. She almost jerked in shock at the co-incidence. The mail was sent for today itself. She checked the time. She realized that if she left immediately after work, she could reach the destination with a minute to spare. 

Elizabeth stared at the clock tick till it was time to leave. She quickly grabbed her purse and rushed out. Quickly calling out for a cab and dodging the puddle it splashed she got in. Elizabeth reached the given address with a minute to spare like she estimated. 

She had never been to this place before. She got out of the cab outside the very old building with a huge wooden door. She started looking for a doorbell to ring or a handle to knock but she jolted as the door suddenly creaked open. As the outside light entered the dimly lit room, Elizabeth saw a middle aged Chinese woman standing in the doorway. She was dressed like a waitress wearing excessive makeup. “Come in.” greeted the Chinese woman. Elizabeth followed her inside Le Château. 

Le Château looked just as old from the inside as it was from the inside only it was much grand. It had red walls and a wooden floor and it was dimly lit with chandeliers. Before Elizabeth could notice anything else a deep voice manly said, “We have been expecting you, Elizabeth” And suddenly Elizabeth started wondering how they knew her name. Her thoughts were quickly interrupted and the deep voice continued, “Are you ready for your hair makeover?” The man emerged from the background. In his later 30's or early 40's, wearing an all black suit with black boots, black shirt and black satin tie. His facial features looked sharp in the dim light. 

Elizabeth’s thoughts like “Who said anything about hair?” faded just by looking at the sheer hotness of the sleek mysterious person.

“Miss Chan, why don’t you escort Elizabeth to the hair station and then fix her outfits?” ordered the mysterious man. Miss Chan, the lady who received Elizabeth at the entrance, held Elizabeth with a firm grip. Firm enough to not let her escape but gentle enough to not hurt her. She escorted her to a corner of the room with a large mirror with it’s border illuminated with light bulbs and old fashioned barber’s chair with tight red leather. Miss Chan made Elizabeth sit on the chair as the man dressed in black approached the chair from behind. She bowed to the man and left. Elizabeth looked at the man in the mirror. Looking at him closely, she couldn’t help notice his slick black hair combed back and his striking features, that would make any woman desire him. 

“Are we ready, Miss Elizabeth?” he asked.

Elizabeth nodded yes as a sweat broke on to her brow. She was taking deep breaths and her heart was pounding as her mind tried to grasp on to the situation. 

“Good”, said the man and draped Elizabeth with a white satin cape and covered the neck with a paper towel. He pulled a rope next to the mirror and the mirror was covered with a red satin curtain. Putting on black latex gloves he looked over to the tray stand next to the chair with an array of hair cutting tools. He picked up a pair of large, glistening, silver shears. He grabbed Elizabeth’s hair near her neck.

Scrunch! Scrunch!! Scrunch!!! 

He hacked Elizabeth’s hair and what was left behind was a chin length bob. He dropped the mass of hair on her lap. Elizabeth’s eyes filled with water. She realized that he had chopped off her hair to her chin but there was no way to figure out what she looked like. She began to wonder if she looked like her younger self.

The man picked a pair of clippers and slipped on a #2 guard. He pushed Elizabeth’s head down with one hand till her chin touched her breast. The flipped the clippers on and the room echoed with a loud hum as the clippers roared. Placing the clippers on Elizabeth’s nape he began shearing her hair until a soft fuzz was left behind. When he was done with the nape he moved on to the sides and a the temple of her head until he gave a nice fade. Elizabeth clutched the handle of the chair tightly with each pass of clippers. 

The man picked up a spray bottle and sprayed a mist of water to wet Elizabeth’s hair. The water had a strong yet graceful fragrance. Elizabeth felt at peace with this fragrance. The mysterious man picked up relatively small shears this time and started trimming off whatever was left on the top of Elizabeth’s head. He was carefully taking sections from the crown and snipping them off making his way to the front of her head. The entire floor was full of hair as the hair came cascading down from the satin cape. With quick snips he finished off the front of her hair and placed the shears back on the tray.

He took off the paper towel that covered Elizabeth’s neck. Elizabeth thought that the haircut was over but the man sprayed some more water on the nape and the sides of her head. He pressed the nozzle of a bottle of shaving gel and started spreading it gentle on her nape, behind her ears and on the sideburns. He picked up a straight edged razor and bent Elizabeth’s head again until her chin touched her breasts. As soon as the razor touched Elizabeth’s nape, a shiver ran down her spine, by the sensation of the cold razor. As the razor was cleaning off the stubble on her nape and sideburn, the sensation of a razor against her skin made her nipples hard and her pussy wet.

The man placed the razor back on the tray. He moved in front of the chair and pulled the curtain that covered the mirror. Elizabeth stared back at her reflection. Her hair was cut into a short yet very feminine pixie cut which enhanced her facial features. 

The man clapped twice. Miss Chan emerged from the background carrying a few outfits. “Please undress yourself” she demanded. Elizabeth still hadn’t recovered from the euphoria of her haircut. 

“Why don’t you help Miss Elizabeth out?” said the man lighting up a black cigarette. Elizabeth was too stunned by the entire experience that she did not resist. Miss Chan stripped her until she was wearing only her bra and panties. She dressed her into black slacks, black top paired with a black coat and black heels. Elizabeth was now unrecognizable. Miss Chan handed over a few more outfits to Elizabeth. 

Flicking his cigarette the man said, “We have a car waiting outside that will drop you off home.” Elizabeth was escorted outside by Miss Chan and was received by the chauffeur of a posh black sedan who greeted her, “Welcome to the Black Aces Family, ma’am” Elizabeth’s life was about to change forever.