Heartless Dominant – Darya & David

WARNING: This contains degrading, bdsm and sex

Hello, My name is Darya. I’ve been a submissive for 2 years, my Dom’s name is David.

David loves my hair, every time we do anything my hair is included. My black hair reaches to my breasts, yes it isn’t long but I prefer it that way.

“Darya come here.” David asks as he sits on the kitchen island with his laptop open. He’s not wearing a single peice of clothing which is normal. As I’m his submissive I’m prohibited from wearing any clothes within this house.

I sit on David’s lap and await his next words.

”I know how much you love your hair and I love it so much too but unfortunately, it’s that time where we now have to shave it. Bare. It’s stated in the contract.” He said running his hands in my thick locks. Tears started to well up in my eyes, I didn’t want to shave my head. Its what made my beauty.

“David p-please don’t s-shave m-my h-head.” I begged sobbing loudly pushing my head into his hard chest. “I know baby but rules are rules.”

He stood up and me picked me up cradling me as I clung to him crying. “We have to do it now.”

David carried me through a door, into a large windowless room which included soundproof walls. In the corner there was a barber setup. It had the classic red chair, clippers, scissors, comb, a spray, straight cut razors, shaving cream and many more. In front of the chair there was a large mirror.

My eyes turned to the other corner and by this time David had put me down. There was a pair of shackles attached to the floor and another hanging from the ceiling. 

Suddenly arms wrapped around my waist and I knew who it was. David’s breath trickled my ears and his deep voice rumbled into my ear “sit in the red chair now”. And he let me go. Hesitantly I walked over to the leather chair and sat down.

The cool leather hit my butt immediately making me flinch. Looking through the mirror I could see David reaching for the comb and he tugs at my ponytail pulling off the hair tie as he stood behind me. “Mmm, I think we should wash you hair first.” He said and let out his hand and I grabbed it.

He led me to this basin that was in the left corner and made me sit. Clumping up all my hair at once, he threw it into the basin making me lean back and relax.

It wasn’t the most comfortable but I just had to deal with it.

The tap turns on and David hand immediately starts massaging my scalp and his fingers fiddles through my bangs swooping it back with the rest of my hair. After 5 minutes of wetting my hair and giving it a massage he squeezes out shampoo into his palms and starts rubbing it into my thick black hair.

Davids long dainty fingers scrubs through the heavy hair. Massaging my scalp as well. “Mmm- p-please.” My voice squeaks out due to how alluring the feeling felt. I could feel my sex getting wetter each second. “You like that?” I heard David’s voice from behind. “Y-yes.”

Instantly there was a slap on the side of my head. “Yes what?” Master said roughly pulling my soapy hair along. “Master.” My mouth moaned out. “Good. Well this feeling won’t last forever. Soon all this- will be gone.” He said laughing while picking up my hair.

Immediately I started crying, sobs quietly.

“Oh please Darya. Stop crying.” Master complained but I didn’t stop. “If you don’t stop, I’ll shave everything but your bangs and you’ll have a mandatory shave every week for a month. How does that sound?” Unfortunately I couldn’t stop crying instead my cry’s got louder.

“Well you’ll now be bald for a month except for your bangs. For disobeying me you’ll have your eyebrows shaved off for a month. No wigs and no makeup. Do you understand my slut?” He said pulling me up as the hair wash has now finished and we walked over to the dreaded red chair.

“N-No M-master please don’t! I’m sorry!” I yelled my voice cracking.

My heart stopped for a second.
I felt dizzy.
Worst of all I was helpless.

”Sit.” He pushed me into the chair, took handcuffs and cuffed both hands then placing the behind me. “Don’t move. If you do, you’ll be bald for the next 3 months. I’m serious Darya.”

Master quickly threw on a black cape and tissue over my naked body. My head dropped as I stared at the ground. He began to brush my locks as I silently sat in the chair.

Replacing the comb, master picked up the scissors and rotated the chair away from the mirror meaning I couldn’t see anything. “You don’t get to watch.” He told me grabbing a piece of hair that was on the left side of my head in his hand and put his scissors around it.

I took a deep breath, I could feel my lips starting to quiver in fear. He started sawing through the thick lock. Master directly dropped my hair on the cape and it laid like a lifeless snake, I couldn’t help but cry and hung my head. “You moved so you’ll be bald for 3 months and no eyebrows for 1 month.” He stepped behind me and yanked my head up and cut another chunk letting my head drop again.

Piece by piece he began to cut around my whole head. As he went around I started sobbing louder. He dropped every single strand onto my lap with no remorse. At times he would even dangle a piece of my hair in-front of me and laughed as he dropped it to my pile of hair.

He began cutting faster, jerking my head all around.

I was too hurt to even pick up my head.

As the pile of hair on my lap grew into a
mountain, I was sobbing even more. I was forced to stare at my lifeless hair as more dead pieces joined the mountain.

After a while, he stopped cutting and I was glad. “Fuck sakes. You won’t stop crying. I don’t have a choice.” My face turned into a frown as I was confused on what he was going to do. He turned me around and I can now see my hair.

I began to cry again my hair was cut into a messy shag cut but my bangs were untouched.

I looked like an idiot.

“Open wide.” Master demanded and I did what he asked. He picked up a bunch of my dead hair and shoved it into my mouth- making a gag. He continued shoving my mountain of hair into my mouth until it couldn’t fit anymore and then he used duct tape to secure the gag.

I looked in the mirror, my cheeks looked like balloons.

“If I hear peep from your mouth you’ll have your head shaved everyday for 5 months. Do you understand?” He said sternly looking into my water filled eyes. Unable to talk I nodded my head.

Not wanting to waste any more time he turned the chair around and a low hum filled the quiet space.

The clippers were positioned above my bangs. In a long, slow movement, the machine severed through the remainder of my hair.

*bzzzzzzrrrrrrrrr* 

He placed his large hand on my head to prevent me from any movement. My tears ran like a waterfall from my stuffed cheeks.

Master manuvered the clippers around my head from the side and tops. He did it in a fast pace. To get my nape area. He firmly pushed my head down and my chin hit my head.

I can now feel the cool air hitting my almost bald head.

The aggressive clipped roared around my main pulling the locks on the cape. At this point I still haven’t stopped crying. Once all my hair had been peeled away from my scalp. Master jerked my head around making sure all the hair had been shaved off.

Since the pieces were small they just fell onto the floor or my shoulders.

Once he stopped, I just sat there shaking my face drenched with salty tears and snot coming out of my nose.

Suddenly I flinched as something cold started to be rubbed into my scalp. It felt…

nice.
relieving.

My sex started to tingle and I could feel some wetness forming.

“Don’t fucking move.” Master stated.

He kneaded the substance all over my head apart from my bangs. Master stood in front of me and pushed my head into his muscular chest. His dainty fingers touched the corners of my bare nape. He stopped and I felt a cold metal above my bangs. “Stay still. I don’t want to nick you.” Master reminded me again.

He was using a straight cut razor to shave me smooth. Long strokes of the razor began from the top and all the way down to my nape without an stopping. It removed any stubble I had. The blade continued to scrape away the stubble from my soft skin and nape  and then around the ears. Master was careful not to nick me.

He finished and wiped my freshly smooth head with a towel. Master gave me a little head rub of soothing gel and removed the cape off my naked body. The chair finally whirled around revealing a smooth bald shiny head with bangs and a naked body.

I looked ugly.

I wanted the bangs shaved off. This was humiliating! I couldn’t go out looking like this. 

He walked in front of me, covering the view of the mirror, grabbed my chin and forced me to meet his dark blue eyes. As he tilted my head up, I caught a look at his hard penis.

“Hold your head here.” Master said while holding the same straight razor he used to shave my head, and tilted my my head slightly to the right and put the straight razor against the skin of my left eyebrow.

I wanted to cry more but I simply had no more tears left. “Hold very still.” He said as he dragged the razor against my eyebrow.

I’m going to look like an alien.

He did the same on the left side and finally put the razor away. My stomach felt queasy. I no longer had the feature that made me beauty.

I’m now just an ugly alien.

Holding my chin he looked over my naked scalp and brows while moving my head around. The only thing that remained was my bangs.

He moved himself way from the mirror, stood behind the chair and I could now see my new self.

“You look hideous Darya. Just how I like my subs. Now I know no man will ever look at you.” Master claimed.

My tears started again falling onto my naked body. I still had my mouth stuffed with my hair and duct tape over it. Snot was dripping from my nose.

Without any warning- master ripped off the duct tape and I spat the wet hair out of my mouth. “Do you have any words Darya?” He asked. My hands shakily reached to touch my head but it stopped mid-air as Master had grabbed it.

”No touching. That’s only for me to touch.” He stated. “M-master please s-shave m-my b-bangs.” I said crying. “No.” He simply said grabbing my hands pulling me off the chair.

“W-why? P-please” I begged as he led me to the shackles and fastened the padlocks around my feet and arms. I now stood with my arms and legs spread wide, my body made a “X” shape. There was a mirror directly faced in front of me so I could see my naked body.

“Well I needed to grab onto something and those bangs are just what I need. Now now as you decided to question me you’ll remain bald for 6 months with a smooth shave everyday and no eyebrows for 2 months.”

“Y-yes m-master sorry master.” I replied. Now I’ll remain like an alien for 6 months.

Master stood in front of me naked with a whip in his right hand. “You will receive 15 lashes.”

“Yes master. Please whip my body.” I moaned out. I felt the stings of the whip on my body.

”Count my slut.” Master demanded.

“One!”

“Two!”

”Three!”

The third hit landed on my breast and my head tilted forward.

I continued counting and on the last whip master demanded to lift my head to the side and he hit my bald head. It hurt and it felt humiliating but for some reason I was enjoying it. 

After I received my lashes master unbuckled me from the shackles and carried me back to the barber chair and he sat down on it with me on top.

My sex rubbed against his dick yearning for it to be pushed deep inside. He quickly turned me around as my butt sat on top of hit hard penis and he pushed my into the counter top and my face shoved into the dark marble. The counter had more of my hair from earlier. They were the longer locks.

My hand gripped tightly around the corners as my face was buried into my old tresses. My butt was high in the air and he thrusted his hard penis into my tight pussy. My body instantly felt calm and electric ran through me and kept pulsing as he began thrusting harder and deeper.

I moaned helplessly in euphoria. “Ahhh huungggg- ohhhh hahhhh-“ One of masters hand was wrapped around my left waist and the other started rubbing my bald shinyhead.

My heart leaped out of my chest due to the intense feeling, tingles dropped around my whole body. My eyes rolled to the back of my head.

“Yes you like me rubbing your hairless bald head huh slut?” Master asked now tugging at my bangs. I could feel the hair follicles eager to be pulled off from my scalp. “Yes m-master, p-please ahhh hunnngggg-“ His other hand left my waist and was now rubbing my bald head while the other pulled my bangs.

I jumped up and down his lap my pussy plunged into his penis. “My bald slut ahhh-“ he moaned rubbing my head in a fast pace.

The feeling of his rough hand against my soft smooth skin made me cum hard. Thick creamy substance poured out of me.

This was my heartless dominant.

 

Authors Note:
Hello everyone, hope you enjoyed this piece. I was feeling very aroused, kept taking pauses throughout this and it took me 5 hours to write.
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