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Kurt finished his workout in his home gym and unloaded the plates from the rack. He was feeling good after hitting new bench press and squat personal bests two weeks in a row. He headed upstairs and downed a protein shake before picking up his cell phone and texting his wife, to check in on her before their date tonight.
Kurt: Drop off for the kids go okay at the sitter?
Kim: it went great!
Kurt: How’d the appointment go after the drop off?
Kim: Good! I hope you like it!
Kurt: You did what I asked?
Kim: Not quite. I think you’ll like it, though!
Kurt let out a sigh. He was getting more than a little annoyed by Kim’s hair. She’d been letting it grow the past few years, and it was now well past her shoulders. It was a far cry from the super short pixies and buzzcuts she’d worn when they were dating. He’d sent Kim to the salon with pictures of the cut he expected. She’d agreed to cut it short before their date tonight. The cut in the pictures was about an inch long on top, number two sides and back, faded down to a zero at the nape. Just like she’d had when he proposed four years earlier.
Kirsten looked at her hair in the salon mirror. She’d wanted to cut her hair short like Kurt instructed, to celebrate their current situation, and make things easier to take care of. Instead, she’d had a half inch of her chest length hair trimmed, and some layers added. It looked good, but she knew Kurt would hate it. If she was being honest, it disappointed her too. She missed her short hair, and dealing with long hair was annoying, but she kept chickening out and getting a trim instead of asking the stylist to buzz it all off like she really wanted.
Kurt undressed and got in the shower, letting warm water run down his body. He was what most people called a “big guy” or “well built.” He didn’t have a ripped 6-pack, but his abs were somewhat visible, and he was a very muscular 280lbs.
Kim walked inside while Kurt was in the shower. She decided her best bet for a well received haircut would be to surprise him in the shower. Outside the bedroom, she stripped naked. Her once fit, curvy body was now a bit softer, sporting a beautiful six month pregnant belly. Kim knew that drove Kurt absolutely wild, sexually. He was extremely turned on by her pregnant form, and her own sexual hormones were raging. She took a breath and walked with a sexy swagger into the bathroom.
“Hey big sexy.” Kim said in an alluring tone. “Mind if I join you in there?”
Kurt turned with a smile, but it quickly faded as he looked at her hair.
“You’ll have to go back to the salon and cut that hair first.” Kurt said, in a somewhat joking tone. “Or better yet, a barber. I can’t take you on a date looking like that.”
Kim snapped back. “Kurt, you know what? If you want it cut short so bad, you’ll have to do it yourself.” She gulped, realizing that the thought of him forcing her head down and shearing her turned her on. “Against my will!”
“You almost sound like you want me to do that.” Kurt replied with a grin.
“Well…” Kim cut herself off. She was feeling confused. Why was the thought of a forced haircut so exhilarating? Making her so hot and bothered? She reached down past her belly to her freshly waxed pussy, realizing it was getting wet.
“Well?” Kurt replied. “You’re imagining me forcing you to cut your hair, and it’s turning you on, right?”
“I didn’t say that.” Kim replied, her voice a little shaky. Suddenly she wanted nothing more than to be cuffed and tied, with Kurt hacking her hair off. She watched his six foot two, muscular form step out of the shower, his cock moving from soft to semi erect, his hand reaching for a towel.
Kurt dried off a bit, before closing the distance. “You are so fucking hot, Kim.” He pushed his torso against her perfect, engorged tits and his cock against her pregnant belly, wrapping a hand around the back of her head, and looking down the eleven inches of height difference at her eyes. “I’ll cut it right now.”
Kim didn’t know what to say as Kurt grabbed her big round ass with both hands and lifted her off the ground, her legs wrapping around him. “Shit… shit… shit” she said under her breath as they headed toward the bed, mouths locked in a deep kiss. She could feel herself slipping into a submissive sexual haze as her clit rubbed against his dick with each step.
Kurt opened the bedside drawer, and pulled out a few things. In a moment, Kim was cuffed to the bed post by her wrists, her ankles locked in a spreader bar, a plug firmly inserted in her ass. She stood there, bent over, as Kurt went back to the bathroom and pulled the cordless clippers from the vanity drawer.
Kim was soaking wet, watching Kurt come back. He’d tied her up just like this on their honeymoon before shearing her with the bare clippers, and she wanted nothing more in this moment than to repeat that. She was shaking from sexual excitement, but still dreading what would happen next. “Please, Daddy, please.” She breathed softly.
“You’re going to be a good girl after this, right?” Kurt said. “No more talking back.”
“Yes Daddy. Thank you, Daddy.” Kim whispered, trembling, as she felt a firm smack across her ass.
Kurt started at the forehead, mowing Kim’s hair from front to back with guardless clippers. He grabbed her remaining hair in a ponytail and started working around, leaving just the hair from her nape to her crown long.
“Thank you, Daddy” Kim breathed, sobbing profusely, but more turned on than ever. Then she yelped and moaned loudly as Kurt bent her over suddenly and rammed his cock into her engorged, slick, wet pussy from behind.
Grabbing the remaining nape hair as a handle and pulling firmly, Kurt fucked Kim’s pussy, hearing her loud moans and sobs between the slaps of his hips against her ass. Kim came hard a few minutes later, squeezing Kurt’s cock inside her as she shook violently and cried loudly.
Kurt grabbed the clippers again as Kim shook and sobbed, shearing the last hairs from the back of her head. He pulled out, then stepped forward and pushed her stubbled head down to land his huge load on it.
“Thank you, Daddy.” Kim said, shaking, as her sobs eased and the tears stopped.
Kurt released Kim from her bonds, then walked her to the shower. Under the steaming hot water, he applied shaving cream, then ran the razor over her head, making her scalp smooth as silk. Kim melted into him as they embraced each other.
“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.” Kurt said, his eyes running from Kim’s smooth pussy, to her round belly, to her engorged breasts, to her shining scalp, before locking on her piercing green eyes. “You’re perfect. I love you, baby.”
“I love you too, Daddy.” Kim whispered, breaking her gaze from Kurt’s blue eyes, and leaning her head into his firm chest. “I’m yours, Daddy.”
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