JimB
Never play games with Nancy Michael
By JimB (C)opyrighted January 2025
“How many time do I have to tell you,” Carol began telling her boy friend.
“It’s my hair and I will do what ever I want with it.
“Right now I want to keep it this long.”
“But, Carol it is getting in the way for every thing you do,” Roger said as he tossed a pillow at her.
“All I am saying is cut your hair five inches.
“So it does not get in the way when you let me and Sandy do your favorite things you alway wanted me and Sandy do with you.”
Carol got up and walked to the dressed and looked at her self as she combed her fingers through her five feet of bottle died blond hair.
She pulled it back into a somewhat pony tail to see the ends of her hair.
“The ends need a little trimming,” she told her self.
“Come on bab,” he said as he kissed her neck.
“Just five inches.
“I am sure Nancy will like playing with five inches of your hair.”
She looked at the ends and shook her head.
Her finger tips moved over the ends of her hair.
“Okay, just five inches and not any more,” she told him as she let the pony tail loose.
Roger quickly opened one of the dresser draws and grabbed the scissors he had put that evening.
He looked at the scissors as he opened and closed the scissors.
She looked at him as he opened and closed the scissors.
“You better make that a foot of my hair,” she surprisingly told him.
“NO, just five inches,” he told her as he placed the opened scissors.
“DAMN Roger,” she began telling him.
“There you go telling what you want, when I want to change my mind.”
She took the scissors from him and walked out the bedroom.
“I said a foot.
“And it will be a foot long,” she told him as she pulled some of her long hair so she could see what she was going to do.
She showed him the open scissors and began cutting her long hair.
She combed more hair and cut it.
“There,” she said as she shook her head causing her hair to sway.
“One foot gone.”
Roger shook his head as he measured her hair with a sixty inch ruler.
He shook his head and smiled.
“Your foot long hair you cut!” he said as he showed her hair where she had cut.
“It’s about two inches below your shoulders.
“And, Nancy is playing with it on the floor
“WHY did you let me cut my hair,” she told him as she shook her head.
“Now I will have to get that short hair cut WE wanted ME to have.”
“WE!” he said as he through up his arms in a disbelieving way for what she said as he walked out the bedroom.
“DO what ever you want, NOW.”
Carol looked at her self as she pulled her hair through her hands.
“Hmmm …
“I wonder how I would look with my hair cut to!” she said to her said.
“Maybe this!
“Naaa maybe this!
“O’well!
“I’ll call Nancy for an appointment to see how short I should get my hair cut.”
“Where are you going?” Roger asked Carol as she walked out door shaking her hair.
“To get this mess YOU cut my hair to,” she said as she waived her hands over her head.
“Uverse Barber Shop”.
“Nancy Michael, how can I help you,” Nancy said.
“It’s me Roger,” he told her.
“Carol in heading to you for some recommendation you think she should do with her hair.”
“In steps as we planned?” she asked Roger.
“Don’t fore get her eyebrows,” he told her.
“She has been plucking them differently every few months.”
“Don’t worry,” she said.
“She will not have to pluck them any more when I do the same to her head and pussy.
“Just make sure my toys are clean for when I will enjoy what I am going to do to her.
“Also, I will come by and take care of you first like you asked.”
“Just let me know the Saturday night you will be taking care of Carol’s hair for the last time.
“By the way I am glad you said to name our cat Nancy.
“She was playing with the hair Carol cut off.” he told her as they hung up.
“NANCY ….. NANCY …..
“Look at what ROGER did my hair last night,” Carol told her as she showed her hair.
“You said you were going ask him to cut only five inches,” Nancy told her as looked at the damage.
“He told me he was going to cut off a foot of my hair,” Carol told Nancy.
“He reached in the dresser draw and gabbed the scissors I saw him put in the dresser draw that evening.
“And, just started cutting my hair.
“Look at what a foot of hair turned out to be.”
“Just sit in the barber chair,” Nancy told her as she pointed to the barber chair.
“The damage is so bad I think the only thing to do, is cut your hair to a shorter length.
“And, to find out what lenght you should keep your hair at.
“I will have to cut your hair in steps.
“I mean shorter over a few months or weeks.”
“Do what ever you have to do,” Carol told Nancy as she crossed her legs showing the short skirt she was wearing.
“Let’s just cut your hair to about here,” she told Carol as she held her hands to just above her shoulders.
“If you do not like your hair at this lenght!
“Just come back and I will cut your hair to here.”
“That SHORT?” Carol said as Nancy showed the second length she would cut her hair to.
“Why don’t you just cut my hair to this length!”
Nancy smiled as Carol’s length was shorted than the second one she showed her.
“If that is the length you want,” Nancy said with a smile.
“You will leave with your hair cut to that length.”
Nancy quickly caped Carol.
She grabbed her scissors and began cutting Carol’s hair just below her ears.
“What if I don’t like my hair at the length now!” she asked Nancy.
“Why don’t you take a week to look at this length and think about it,” Nancy said as she uncaped her and lowered the barber chair.
“I see you have been plucking your eyebrows!”
“Yes, I am trying to see what shape and style I should keep my eyebrows to,” Carol told her as she stepped out the barber chair.
“Roger she had me cut her hair shorter than I was going to,” Nancy told him.
“And, I mention about the eyebrows and she is trying to find out what shape and style she should keep them at.”
“What Saturday night are you thinking about?” he asked her.
“How short was the hair cut?”
“Three weeks,” she told him.
“You’ll see when she gets home.”
“Carol, why did you cut your hair so short?” Roger asked her as she walked in the house.
“Well I had to put my foot down,” she told him.
“Nancy wanted to cut my hair a lot shorter than it is.”
“Roger, it’s me Nancy,” she told him.
“Did she tell you “she had to put her foot down” and “I wanted to cut her hair shorter”.”
“Yes,” he told her
“I kind of like her hair cut this short.”
“Well, it’s to late to tell me that,” Nancy said with a some what “you mean” voice.
“How short are you going to cut her hair Saturday morning?” he asked Nancy.
“A flattop!” she told him.
“Like we planned.
“And, the following Saturday night I will give her final and full treatment.
“Her hair, eyebrows, and pussy will be extremely short and smooth when I get finished with her playing games with us.
“Don’t for get I will come by a few hours before I take care of her and I will take care of you first as we planned.”
“I hope it will not hurt,” he asked her.
“Just a little,” she told him and hung up.
“OKAY, Carol,” Nancy told her as she caped her.
“I think this short hair cut will be the short hair cut you want and wants to keep,” Nancy told Carol.
Nancy showed Carol the clippers with the half inch attachment.
“That short?” Carol asked as Nancy began moving the clippers over her head.
“You hair cut will be different and shorter,” she told Carol.
“Have to get your hair to a workable length.”
With Carol’s hair clippered to half an inch all over, Nancy began moving the attachmentless clippers over a comb.
She comber and moving the attachmentless clippers over it until the hair on the top of Carol’s head was flat to quarter of an inch.
“The back and sides are going to be this short,” Nancy told her as she showed her the attachmentless clippers.
Quickly Nancy began moving the attachmentless clippers upward working from the right side of Carol’s head with the last upward movement on the left side of Carol head.
“There,” Nancy told Carol as she turned the attachmentless clippers off.
“What do you think?
“This will be your last hair cut for years.”
“You mean I will get this hair cut every time I come for a hair cut?” Carol asked Nancy.
Nancy smiled.
“Yes,” she told Carol.
“Will I have to come back later tonight for you give me touch up,” Carol asked Nancy as she stepped out the barber chair.
“NO,” Nancy told her with a smile.
“Hope you have a great time at the party you and Roger are having.”
“ARE you coming?” Carol asked Nancy as she walked out the barber shop.
“Wouldn’t miss the party,” she told Carol.
“I will be coming by around six to take care of you Roger,” Nancy told him as Carol drove off.
“WOW,” Nancy said to her self as she pulled off the wig.
“Glad this game I have been playing with them is going to be over tonight.”
“Mike did you get the cameras in place?” Nancy asked him with a smile.
“Great!” she said with a bigger smile.
“When I am finish with Carol and Roger I’ll come by and we can take are of Susie.”
“Will this hurt?” Roger asked Nancy as she pulled strips off his head and between his legs.
“A little,” she told him as she pulled more strips off him.
“There!
“Nice and smooth.
“I am sure Carol will like you smooth when you two play tonight.”
“Are you going to stay after you take care of Carol?” he asked her as she took the last strip off.
“Sorry, I forgot about that,” she told Roger.
“I have things to do early tomorrow morning and I need more sleep.
“I will take care of Carol as we planned.
“I will give her a kiss and leave you two alone for the night.”
“Do I have to be tied up like this?” Roger asked her as she pulled the last strap.
“It was your idea to do it this way,” she reminded him as she put the gag in his mouth.
“Okay, Carol are you ready?” Nancy asked Carol with a smile.
“Why are you putting the gag in my mouth?” Carol asked Nancy.
“It was your idea to do it this way,” she reminded Carol as she put the gag in her mouth.
“Now close your eyes so I can cover them.”
Nancy spread some strong liquid wax over her eyebrows.
Then she covered her eyes so Carol could not see Roger until she had Carol taken care of.
“Now just do as I tell you,” Nancy told Carol and she walked her to a stand across from the one Roger was strapped in.
Nancy began waxing Carol’s head and pussy.
“Give me about twenty minutes,” she told the person on her smart phone.
Nancy checked the strings she had put on the gags and blind folds.
“GOT TO GO,” Nancy told them as she pulled the strings.
“Hope this will tell you two never play games with Nancy Michael.”
