Gabriel
Isabella
As a big fan of haircut videos, some of which are posted on hair2u.net I have had the opportunity of booking a makeover for a model of my liking, whom they happened to have available. On their site I had seen this beautiful girl with long dark brown hair, a pure Latina, like the ones for whom I always turn my head and get mostly a good feeling.
Recently I gained a lot of money in the new year’s lottery, as I don’t spend much money normally (otherwise then on buying videos on haircutting sites, ha-ha), I thought about spending a bit of it on my hair fetish and organising a haircut event in which I could assist as a spectator (at least).
Luck was with me, the model was still available, and the price reasonable.
So, now I had the opportunity to book this young lady for a live makeover…!!!
I started with thinking about how I’d like her haircut to be done, and was very sure that I really wanted to witness the whole process in person. But first things first…
The inscription
The first contact on the site was purely administrative, filing a form, checking my data and the money I wanted to spend. On the form some more questions about my liking were asked.
Like, if I wanted to participate (off-camera), which was indeed a big wish of mine, I would love to if possible. The possibility of it was not mentioned on the site, luckily there was a box to tap if I wanted to participate, or only be a witness!
They would make the video of the whole process, and I could write the script. If that’s okay with me? Of course, I would get a copy of the video, they hold the rights for further commercial purposes.
On the Internet form I filled the rest of my wishes and posted my inscription. In it I had to explain what I wanted to be done, how the model’s hair would be cut, and had the option to express more of my specific wishes. In short, writing a rough outline for a script of the haircut event.
I had expressed that I would love to see the hair of the model cut in stages, multiple haircuts, to enjoy more of it. And I asked if I could take (some of) the shorn locks home, as a trophy.
And yes of course, as participation was a goal, I had happily tapped the box.
Now it was time to wait for their response, for them making an appointment when the makeover could take place.
One day last January I received an invitation to come to the studio where I would meet my model, Isabella. I was excited by the idea of witnessing a live makeover on a model like her. Night’s before I had already fantasised how it would be to meet her. How her lovely long hair would be cut, and what kind of reaction I would experience. I was sure I didn’t need a video to relive the process as it would be recorded in my mind!
The event
meeting the model
I entered the building and was brought to the location where Isabella would lose her long brown locks, to please me. When I was greeted by the director of the film that would be the end result of this makeover, I also was introduced to my model. On the spot I fell in love with Isabella. Her dark brown hair reached till her buttocks, all in one length. Her dark hazel coloured eyes were so big, and so warm that I almost melted. Clothed in a green sweater and blue jeans, she was gorgeous.
My pants suddenly were a bit too tight, which of course she noticed and her sudden action of caressing my groin, was a big surprise, but very welcome.
“Just to let you know I am grateful that you chose me” she said in Spanish.
“Well you are gorgeous and I want to witness a makeover on a beautiful girl like you.
O my, please…
You are doing great work Isabella, but let’s stick to business first.”
Her hand was still massaging the bulb in my pants! I didn’t want to climax before one hair was cut…so I took her hand away and kissed it. She smiled at me.
“You deserve a nice treatment, I liked it and want to make you happy today. It is a big compliment for me to feel that I aroused you. Wait till my hair tumbles down…that’s what you want to see, isn’t it?
Maybe we can take a break in between the different stages of cutting. I’d like to pamper you a bit with my hair, when it’s still possible. I think you’ll like it, don’t you?”
“Yes, I love your long brown tresses, playing with them, feeling them and seeing them fall to the floor…
But now that I see you so close, I think it is a pity to cut it.
On the other hand, I also know I am going to like the whole process.
O dear, Isabella, this is so strange…”
“Don’t worry, I know a bit of those feelings myself. I love my long tresses, but am also excited to let it cut.
And not only for the money involved, it arouses me, I think.
That’s one of the reasons I’m your model of the day.”
We hadn’t more time to converse, she was needed on the barber’s stool.
The first stage
Isabella sat down and started to comb her long dark mane. I loved every stroke she made. She looked at me, directly behind the camera, in a very sexy way. Her hand went through the locks, to show the length of it, to show the spectators the offer she would make. The effect was not lost in my pants. God I loved this girl!
After she had brushed her hair, I was invited to come nearer and brush and comb the dark long hair again. It felt so soft, recently washed and conditioned, and smelled wonderful. The way she looked at me sent the butterflies jumping in my stomach. I couldn’t get enough of it, stroke after stroke, lock by lock went through my hands.
Locks that would finally end on the floor, alas, that was part of the process. I still had mixed feelings about what I had chosen to let happen to those locks. A model in a video felt different than one in real life.
After some time I was asked If I wanted to make a first cut…
I loved it, and was thrilled by this idea to be able to cut a long brown lock, the first of many.
Isabella followed the script and asked me.
“Can you give me some bangs please?”
That meant a lot of hair cut off in the first stage. I needed to comb the hair in front of her face, that was no problem. When I divided the hair with my fingers and a comb, I felt the softness of the dark brown manes. For the final control the official barber inspected my work and gave me instructions where to put the scissors and how to cut. She told me not to worry if the bangs wouldn’t be even, to clean up was her job! I thought it was interesting, and not all too easy.
Looking at haircut videos on my laptop, it seems not so difficult, but now in real life, it was a different piece of cake. My hands shook a bit when I touched Isabella’s brow, and when I lifted the first lock, a bit underneath her eyes, scissors in my hand, I was worried about cutting her. She encouraged me with her soft voice.
“Know that I enjoy it too, just cut my hair, don’t rush we have all the time. And don’t worry about the camera, it is just you and me here. Now, take your trophy, make me even more beautiful, please.”
I put the scissors in a lock on the left side of her head, softly lifted the lock with them, opened the blades, took the lock between them and slowly closed them…
slicing the first lock of Isabella from her head, my eyes were closed from tension….
I showed it to her and the camera zoomed in on it. I was excited, and aroused, but I needed to withstand the pressure.
Then the barberette took over to finish the bangs. For the video it needed to be dramatic, the falling of the long locks from head to her chest.
Isabella played with the shorn locks and was laughing at the joy it gave her. I was relieved that she was happy.
The second stage
Once again I was allowed to comb the long hair, and be near my model, who I saw more and more as “my love”. Isabella asked me how I felt, and I explained my still mixed feelings, but no turning back now. I loved her bangs, it made her a bit stern, but still lovely.
So she followed the script. After the bangs it was time to make a large bob, cut her hair just up to her shoulders. Again an offer of some few feet of hair…
She was ready and secretly touched my groin with her fingers, and smiled mischievously.
I blew her a kiss and touched her bangs, it felt even softer now the hair had been cut. That promised something for the rest, I thought as I lifted the long locks from her shoulders.
I wanted to cut a piece of her hair in front of her, so she could see it fall. The major part would be cut by the barberette, from shoulders to floor.
“Are you ready Isabella? I’m going to cut a bit more…”
She smiled again and affirmed her readiness. “Cut my hair, please.”
The long locks I held in my hands were soft and shining. I let the hair slide through my fingers, enjoying every second of this process. When all the hair was back on the shoulder, I took it again and looked for the right angle to put the scissors in the hair. On instruction I cut a good 5 cm under the final location. The first cut hairs tumbled from the lock through the air, direction chest of Isabella… This time, I didn’t take a trophy, I had decided to wait till all the hair was cut.
I saw the hair falling from the scissors, looked at the locks till they rested on the chest of Isabella. Who was playing with these shorn locks.
I stroked her neck and touched the shorn ends of the hair near the shoulder. Soft and warm… I loved the feeling. One side was cut, the other still long.
The director consulted me for a change in the script. What if we would cut Isabella’s hair on two sides in different ways. As in, shall we cut her hair on the right side immediately up to her ears… the next stage… And leave the left side a bit longer. So there would be only half a bob.
Tempting… I thought.
I decided to ask Isabella, after all it was her hair and head.
As expected, she didn’t mind
“I am here to enjoy you, decide whatever you like… we both know what the end will be. Maybe the director wants to hurry? You’re not an expert and take your time playing with my hair, of which I am very happy. I think it is better to stick to your script, then you can admire me with different styles. And may choose one of them for later as it grows back again.”
So, in fact she decided after all that the script was to be followed. I got my money’s worth.
The barberette finished the bob on both sides. My god, what a beautiful sight Isabella was. Those bangs and shoulder length dark hair. My inner voice screamed to stop here, she was the queen of queens with this style. But I knew what was next, my favourite style in dark hair.
The third stage
“Can you cut my hair in a Cleopatra style, please?”
More locks were to fall on the floor, still from a good length so it made a difference on the floor, already covered by the rest of Isabella’s dark tresses. This time, I could only watch from a distance, as it was a kind of technique I wouldn’t be able to handle. A pity, I wanted to be as long as possible in the vicinity of my model.
With clippers the barberette cut the hair on the sides, Isabella’s ears became visible as the hair that hung over them was shorn. First only the under part of the ear, but finally the whole ears became free, as the hair above them was shorn away for this style. And half the remaining hair in her neck went also towards the floor, thick dark locks of soft hair. I loved it, and looked forward to speaking with Isabella. I wanted to know her opinion about this style.
I showed it to her in a mirror, she looked at her reflection and moved her head joyfully from right to the left. Every angle of her jumping hair was a lust for the eye. She enjoyed it too, I was happy!
“Is this the style I need to wear in the future?”
“Maybe, would you like it?”
“As it makes you happy, I will wear it like this. But… next stage first! More hair to be cut for you mister… If you still want me afterwards … There will come a time my hair can be cut like this again.”
I loved her words, I wasn’t mistaken, she definitely felt something for me… although we never met before she was already planning to please me in the future. What a nice rebound.
The fourth stage
“Camera’s are ready for the next round” the director’s voice shook me awake.
“Can you please shave my sides and cut my hair on top very short, and leave my bangs?“
I didn’t realize that I had put this stage in my script, because not always I like this style. I had seen it on another Latina lady, it suited her. And now my Isabella was going to get this style. Clippers again… so just relax and enjoy the spectacle, I thought.
This time I touched my groin, which was still “annoying me” , Isabella’s hair would come off completely after this stage. Then she would be mine, and I would be hers. Her sides were shorn, the dark hair on it flew to the ground, pass by pass the clippers neared the top part of her head.
Neared, not reached.
Not yet.
As the sides were shorn, the top hair was to be cut short with scissors. Something I always like and detest at the same moment. Like, for the hairs to flow between the fingers, and detest, because it becomes so short…
The fingers from the barberette lifted the still long hairs on the top and lock by lock the part above the fingers was cut off and thrown on the floor. Isabella looked at me and smiled, she still enjoyed the cutting and shearing.
Once ready I was invited to touch the result, on Isabella’s special demand. I stroked the sides, hardly any hair on it. And played with her bangs, survivors of the cutting. The bangs were spectacular on this round head of hers. I loved them and asked her to keep them.
“You know the rules. No change between start and promised end result.. Why don’t you cut them for me? Maybe we can leave that part out of the video, say there was a technical problem or something. Ask the director…” She whispered the last words.
With my fingers I played with her bangs. Shall I cut them off myself? Do I really want that? Or was watching it being done not much more rewarding?
I sensed that Isabella herself wanted me to do it.
I consulted the director. We looked at the script, still one stage to go, before the end… I read the part, “model gets a clipper ride, bangs still remain till last stage. In which she herself will shave them off.” The director told me that the last part was not yet communicated to Isabella… to surprise her!
I was allowed to use the clippers, to the pleasure of both Isabella and myself.
The fifth stage
The top of her head was now my playground. I carefully avoided the bangs. But the rest of her head gave me enough space to move the clippers and give the head a nice dark glow. And that turns me on, so the experience of seeing it emerge from close by, gave me an enormous boost, almost spontaneously I wetted my pants. Isabella noticed, but smiled only.
“What about the bangs? Aren’t you shaving them?”
“I decided to keep them. Sort of a nice reminder of your once very long hair, my dear. Then you’ve still got some hair left to let me play with when you lie in my arms, or my bed.”
“I would love to lie in your bed, I think. But isn’t it weird that a part of my hair is left. I’d rather that you shave it completely.”
“ Dear Isabelle, we want to do something different.
The director has another final stage for you in mind…
One I’d like to watch.
We want you to participate once in this whole process, I want to see you shaving your bangs yourself. I think that will be very horny to witness. Will you please do that on camera? “
She looked a bit horrified. Doubting. But the idea for her was also tempting.
“You know I’ll wet myself when I am finished? I’ll cum on this chair if I touch those clippers, I am already wet from the first round on my head. I don’t want to come on camera!”
“I know, I understand and will ask them to delete the part in the final version, but in my private version I would love to have it on tape. You are so fucking gorgeous, I loved your long dark hair, but I love also the dark stubbles on your head. Makes me so horny my lovely Isabella. Please don’t hold back, enjoy the last piece of your long dark hair, it takes a long time to grow. But some say there’s a method to grow it faster… “
She touched my groin and smiled. “I know of it, and want to experiment with it some time…”
The last stage
I gave her the clippers, and touched the bangs for the last time. It would certainly take time before Isabella would have hair so long again. And I probably would witness it one way or another.
Isabella took the clippers and swiftly started shearing the first row of her bangs. From side to side she did it. The last dark hair that remained on her head flew to the ground. A beautiful bald head appeared when the bangs were gone.
On the floor remained almost all the cut and shorn dark tresses of Isabella. The person I booked as a model, but who ended up becoming my girlfriend. I was a lucky man.
With both her hands she touched and stroked her head, customising herself with a bald head. She played and looked at me, she was so sexy. I wanted to be with her, touch her hands as they touched her head.
I walked over to her. She took my hand and placed it upon her shorn scalp. It felt strange, but in the meantime it was wonderfully soft and warm. Her eyes looked at me, so full of joy and love, I melted again and kissed her for the first time.
And yes, finally Isabella had indeed wetted herself, I noticed it when she was standing before me. When I touched her it felt good to experience the wet spot on her trousers, as she did when her hand was stroking my groin.
“Let’s go to the toilets…, I want you.” flustering her proposal.
By the way, the real video is for sale, so you can enjoy Isabella’s makeover for yourself 🙂
