Husbands barbershop chapter II

For the next 2 weeks, matthew maintained Laura’s bald shaved haircut. Every third day, He would bring her to the ‘barbershop’ where he would sit her down and tidy up the short stubble that had grown in the previous days. Laura was becoming so obsessed with these haircuts, she could barely even wait 3 days for the feeling of the clippers on her head. Just the thought of being ushered to the bulky leather barber chair and having the cape fastened tightly around her neck, got her excited beyond measure. Matt even came in one day to find Laura already sitting in the chair. She said to him, “are you my barber?” 

A few weeks passed and matt suddenly stopped maintaining her bald haircut. This drove laura crazy as she wanted to feel the clippers again. She eventually realised what was happening. May was letting her hair grow long again so he had more to shave. This thought made Laura very aroused as she knew there was nothing better than getting her long hair shaved and watching the flowing tresses pile up in her lap. 

After 4 months of not feeling the clippers graze over her head or being caped in that large comfy barber chair, Laura was silently going crazy. Her circle crew cut had grown out to an overgrown chin length bob. She thought for sure that the day was close. Then the next morning, she woke up and went downstairs for breakfast. Laura saw a note on the bench that said, 

barber appointment 

12:30

Her eyes lit up and a grin grew fast on her face. A strange but good sensation flowed through her which almost felt like arousal but it was something else entirely. She looked at the clock and realised she had 2 hours until her haircut.

To Laura, those 2 hours were torture. She even had the thought of beating Matthew to it and shaving her own head. However, she knew that matt would have a surprise haircut for her so she decided to push through the temptation. As matt returned home, laura pounced off the couch and ran to meet him. They hugged and kissed then matt said he needed a few minutes to get ready. She nodded and smiled. 

Those minutes passed when all of sudden Laura heard the clippers being flicked on and off. She knew that was her ‘appointment’. Her heart started to race as she walked to the barber chair. When Laura walked in, she saw her husband standing behind the chair, holding a roll of neck tissues and a black and white pinstripe cape. 

“Can I help you young lady?” asked Matt, getting into character. 

“I’m here for a haircut sir” replied Laura, trying to hold in her excitement. 

“take a seat” 

Laura walked to the barber chair and stepped up onto the foot rest. She sat down, placing her hands on the armrests and crossing her legs. She looked into the mirror and felt a sense of deja vu. Her petite figure framed by her unkept bob, was staring back at her. She realised she couldnt take the grin off her face. 

Matthew then tore off a neck strip and fastened it tightly around her neck, just how she liked it. Laura lifted her neck in submission to make putting on the neck tissue easier. Matt then flicked the black cape over the chair. He clipped the cape a few sizes smaller than her neck, making it fairly tight. Her grin grew as Matt did this. She smiled as she saw herself in the mirror, ready for her haircut. 

Matthew had not said a word since they entered their barbershop, nor did Laura speak. He made eye contact with Laura before going to the counter with his equipment. He grabbed his clippers and a comb. As he flicked them on and the loud buzzing engulfed the room, Laura jumped again from excitement though she was startled. It had been quite a while since she’d heard the clippers up close. She noticed that she wasn’t facing the wall and that she would be watching the entire cut. Matt approached the left side of the barber chair and combed her hair down. 

He combed her hair behind her ear then he plunged the cold clippers into her sideburn. Laura winced just like last time but held the face for longer this time. The clippers must have been very cold. Matt clipped her side up to 2 inches above her ear. He continued mowing through her overgrown bob leaving nothing in its path but bare shiny skin. He made quick work of the left and made his way to the nape. Pushing Laura’s head down into her breasts with some force, he then placed the comb at her crown and buzzed all the way up to it. Pass after pass he was blitzing through her hair. Laura was a bit disappointed that he was shaving her so fast. She asked him nicely, “excuse sir. You’re going really fast. I’m in no hurry.” 

“my apologies young lady” replied matt as he slowed down his clipper strokes. Matt continued to remove her shiny hair slowly and elegantly. Piles of Laura’s hair were sitting on her shoulders. Matt combed them off and watched the shorn tresses cascade into her lap. He looked in the mirror and noticed Laura smiling at the pile of strawberry blonde hair laying lifeless between her thighs. 

Matt finished shaving her nape and moved to her right side, eagerly waiting for her to wince when the clippers reached her delicate sideburn. Like clockwork, he watched Laura’s face squeezed up as he pushed the buzzing clippers into her remaining long hair. Matt continued along the same line as the back and flick her shorn locks onto the floor like it was nothing. 

Laura smiled at her reflection. The only hair she had left was a quiff on top surrounded by the shiny bald sides and back. Her smile grew larger at the thought of which haircut she would receive. Hopefully it’s different from my last hairstyle, Laura thought to herself. All of sudden the clippers fell silent and Matt walked to the counter again. He picked up a fairly large comb shaped like a square and returned to his ‘client’. Laura was curious about how this comb would be used, when Matt slid it through her bangs and laid it flat on her dome. He flicked the clippers to life again and began pushing them across the comb. 

Laura had seen a haircut similar to this in a movie that they had both watched a few nights before. It was a military cut. Matt continued shearing the hair flat until it was all level. He examined his work so far and noticed that the middle was significantly shorter than the edges. However, he wanted the middle shorter. Matt placed the clippers on Laura’s crown and pushed them towards her forehead. Her eyebrows raised in disbelief as she thought he was going to shave her right down the middle. Matt stopped the clippers about three quarters to her forehead then repeated the same shaving path. 

Matt worked on the crown of her haircut, blending it into the bald ‘landing strip’ he had just mowed through the middle. Laura’s hair was much shorter than when Matt shaved it using the comb. The only remaining hair was a horseshoe shape around her forehead, almost like a tiara. 

Once again, the clippers fell silent and Matt placed them on the counter. Laura tilted her head down to examine the haircut. She saw that she was completely bald in the middle of her head and could not stop smiling with excitement about this experience. Matt wasn’t finished with the cut yet. 

He walked to the counter and filled up a cup with shaving cream and grabbed a brush. He dipped the brush into the cream and began lathering the sides, back and landing strip of her shiny head. Laura loved the feeling of this brush on her hairless scalp. Matt then picked up a razor and got to work. He scraped away the shaving cream and the remaining stubble from the sides and back of Laura’s head. He finished by placing the razor at the front of the landing strip and pulled them back towards her bald nape, leaving shiny skin behind. He made a few more passes until he felt like it was complete.

 Laura’s head was then wiped clean of shaving cream then Matt just left her there for a moment while he cleaned up. She couldn’t believe how much she loved this expertly trimmed haircut. Matt returned and placed his cold hands on the sides of Laura’s newly shaved head. “This is called a horseshoe flattop. Many ranking officers get this style as a form of discipline”. Laura couldn’t stop smiling as Matt removed the tight cape and neck tissue. All of her locks that were in her lap, cascaded onto the floor in large clumps. 

Laura stood up from the chair but she could not take her eyes off her new haircut. It was a Stark contrast between the remaining strawberry blonde crown oh sorry hair, and the shiny bald head surrounding it. 

“I will see you in 3 days for your tidy up, young lady” said Matt 

“Yes sir. Thank you” replied Laura, trying to hold her emotions in and stay in character. 

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