Jacqueline: The Origin (Part 3)

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Part 1: https://www.hairstorynetwork.com/stories/awakening-a-fetish/

Jacqueline was just a young girl fresh out of high school when she had her first brush with her inner fetish. This was four years before she got shaved with Nikki. She was a fresher in college and had just seen a recruitment poster for part-time on campus. This salon was very reserved and was only used as a punishment chamber for unruly students.

The barbershop was named Origin and was usually closed except when a student was sent in due to the mandatory punishment served upon them. Hence, Jacqueline was surprised when her career counselor advised her to take an interview for the opening. Jacqueline wondered if the owner, whose name she was told as Anne, would even pay her the minimum wage when they barely had customers to keep their business from closing.

The next morning, Jacqueline looked in the mirror before heading in for her interview. Standing naked, her breasts perched up, freshly shaven pussy, long black hair running till her ankles and water dripping from each strand onto the floor. She said to herself “If this appearance doesn’t get me a job, I don’t know what will”. She got dressed and left her hair loose.

 

Jacqueline arrived at the barbershop. It was tinted all over and nobody could see what was happening inside. There was a standard board with the name of the shop printed across in a standard font. Seeing the non-functional barbershop in person Jacqueline was once again reminded of her doubts. She did not have a pressing need for money, but she would rather not work under wage or worse without getting paid. She saw a digital keypad lock on the door and pressed the passcode she was provided with after applying. “Pretty high-tech for a run-down shop”, she thought. The door swung open, and she went inside. It was dark and she could not see anything after being in the bright sunlight. The door closed behind her and the lights switched on. The inside was empty save for one sign that said: ” Punishments and Interviews overseen in the basement.”

She saw a pair of stairs leading to the basement right beneath the sign. The place became shadier the longer she continued down the path. After what seemed an eternity, she came upon a room where there were three barber chairs. Presently a woman, whom she surmised to be Anne, was working away on a boy’s head. She was running an electric clipper on the head of the poor guy who was unable to see the massacre being committed in front of him while she was gleefully removing every strand from his head.

She spoke in a nonchalant manner “This will teach you to stop bullying kids. You are not in elementary anymore, my dear snotty brat.” Finishing she saw Jacqueline and asked her ” And what have you done to be sent here?” Jacqueline gulped and stammered, ” I… I am…..” -; ” Get on with it! ” Exclaimed Anne who was still fixated on the client in her chair. She took a can of shaving cream and applied it to the sides and back of the head of the boy, whose eyes were trying hard to keep the tears from falling.

Jacqueline who was afraid of sharing the same fate quickly muttered, ” I am here for the interview. I am not being punished”. Once she completed it the room was silent except for the scraping of the razor which was shaving down the stubble on the sides and back to smooth bare skin. Anne without uttering a word motioned Jacqueline to the chair beside her. Jacqueline was reluctant to get seated, but the commanding stare from Anne, made her meek self to quickly get comfortable in the red leather seats. A few minutes later she gathered enough courage to look in other directions rather than staring down at her feet.

She then took a proper look at Anne. The woman was no greater than in her late twenties. She was drop-dead gorgeous. Her black mane clapped her butt cheeks with every swing of her head. Short Jeans and a black top complemented her sexiness. Jacqueline wondered if Anne was into women, because she was bi-sexual and wanted to try having sex with a woman once, but never dared to jump on it. Anne finished up with the boy who left after his brutal shearing.

Walking towards Jacqueline she said, ” Have you been informed what kind of position this will be?”. Jacqueline answered ” No Anne, I have not been told anything.” Anne muttered ” Those damn big-headed bozos. Always leave the tasks such as these to me. Listen here miss goody two shoes, whatever I say cannot be uttered outside this room for another three years. This is the rule no matter the outcome of the interview. Do you understand? “.

Jacqueline did not understand but did not want to interrupt her, so she nodded at her. Anne who was now standing in front of her chair slowly bent over and started to whisper in a low slutty voice near the ear ” Besides, your tastes are a perfect fit for the job and me, my sweet little poodle.” She then took a handful of Jacqueline’s hair smelling it. She softly kissed the mane and dropped it with a splat. Jacqueline started blushing. She could not fathom such a hot woman was hitting on her.

She then stood up and said in a normal voice, ” Now that we have the consent for NDA out of the line, let’s get into the details. This store is a front for the Secret Intelligence Service. We recruit one woman every five years from this college as an assistant in the barbershop. You will get recruits from the military camp via that door” pointing towards a big steel frame door at the end of the room. Anne continued ” You will assist me in maintaining the standard military haircut of the men who will walk in through that door. You will not ever go through that door but the one connecting to your campus. To everyone, you will be just a sexy barber’s cute assistant. ” She purred the last sentence very close to Jacqueline’s ear.

“Your official task is to mingle with the recruits and find out who among them is working with Madame K. She is a well-known dominatrix online as well as a ringleader to financial embezzlement in the military. Before you, I was tasked with this case by my superior. Through my findings, we have established that she is into women. The old geezers up top think that you may have been the exact type she might be looking for. We cannot have already trained military women infiltrate the cartel since she has dossiers on all police, military, and intelligence personnel thanks to certain higher-ups kink for S&M. Any questions so far?”

Jacqueline asked ” Am I being pranked?” before shutting up seeing the look in Anne’s eye. She just meekly replied, ” I am sorry, Anne.”

Anne lifted one eyebrow and continued ” This shop was set up outside the military purview. My superior was a woman who trained me in barber school since we did not want to give away the cover of a college assistant. She did not know what was happening here. For the last 2 years, I worked at various branches and narrowed the rat down to the military base next door. Now, I will train you so that you will help me for the next two years and then take over my position. You will train someone for the remainder of the time you are in college and pass it over. If we have caught Madame K this project will be deemed complete, and the unit disbanded. Do you understand?”

Jacqueline, who was still flabbergasted could only mutter out a faint ” Yes Anne”. Anne turned the chair away from the mirror and took Jacqueline’s face between her hands put her lips on the other and sent her tongue down Jacqueline’s throat. She started kissing her passionately. In between her kissing, she let small moans which turned Jacqueline on significantly. After a minute Jacqueline got away for breath. Anne took a cape lying next to the mirror and said “Poodle, I am going to teach you everything from starting from how to cape up the clients. Look carefully as I tie this around you.”

She swung Jacqueline’s chair toward the mirror and put a small paper towel around her neck. She then took the cape and wrapped it around Jacqueline’s neck. ” You will tie it tight around the neck so that they know you are in charge now. Not too loose and certainly we do not want to strangle someone. You look nice in that cape, don’t you? So how short will it be, mam? ” Said Anne as she burst out into laughter seeing the horror on Jacqueline’s face. ” Just kidding. It’s not time yet.” Jacqueline breathed a sigh of relief though she did not understand the meaning of it not being time yet.

” Let’s go over my rules now. You will always call me Mistress or Madame whenever we are alone. When we have “customers” you may call me Anne. Now for your dressing style. Lose the clothes save except for a bra and shorts. You will learn to be comfortable in your skin. Now for the hair, let’s see… Yes, I have a brilliant idea poodle.”

“We will bet on how many guys you can give a haircut to. If you can give 15 haircuts in an hour I will leave your hair alone. If the number goes down to 12 you will have the same length of hair as me. Meaning it will only be till your butt. Go down to 10 and your hair goes up to your waist. If it is eight you shall have something above your bra strap. If you get only six guys to lose their hair you will get a severe bob. Anything lower than 5 you get a military crew cut. Now if you want to leave, be my guest but I will shave that mane to bone like the other guy before you leave. So, what will it be?”

Jacqueline wanted to leave since this involved her precious silky crop but hearing the last sentence she uttered ” Yes madame, I will stay. Can you please reduce the number? It feels impossible.”. Anne was stroking Jacqueline’s hair while standing behind her. Contemplating a little she said ” Aww, fine anything less than 5 I won’t give you a crew cut but a nice pixie. I won’t hear any more complaints on the matter. Now go change into the clothes I have on hand before we start getting the clients. There is a red body con dress you can use in the room behind me, come.”

Anne took Jacqueline into a small room where there was a separate barber chair with a camera used for filming in front of it. On the wall was a big photo of Anne. A two-part picture of a younger version of Anne. One with long hair. And the other cut into a bob above her shoulders holding her ponytail.

“My instructor gave me the haircut before I started learning from her. She said I did not need distractions before she taught me and chopped it off. Luckily for you, I gave you the chance to save your mane. See how nice I am. To be fair to you, I will also join in on the bet. If I don’t shear the required numbers which I told you before my mane is also coming off.”, said Anne with the same gleeful tone she had shaved the poor boy before. ” Now strip and change into these. Evening you will have your portrait in front on the opposite wall,” she said winking.

As soon as Jacqueline finished changing her outfit, Anne pulled her to the chair where she was sitting. “You will act as coy and friendly with them as possible. This should be your posture when you welcome them to your chair. Get them to chat. You might learn something or get invited by them to meet Madame K. Let them flirt with you or ask you out. If it is not a good lead, you can turn them down anytime.”

” Best of luck. These are the clippers and attachments. Cape ’em up nice and good. Your time starts now. Sorry, I meant ‘our’. These are the first clients!”, exclaimed Anne before starting to chat with them, “Good morning. Please have a seat. The rest stay in line. Now, isn’t it hot in the summer with all that hair around? Let me take care of you.”

Jacqueline saw that most of these cadets only had short haircuts, but they were still getting shorn even more. Anyway, she had to protect her mane now. She asked the first client to be seated in her chair. Jacqueline slowly went about tying the paper towel around the soldier’s neck. She was having trouble multitasking and was not able to chat and work simultaneously. Caping her first client alone took around 3 minutes. Then she started her work slowly. Taking a comb and clipper she started to cut the hair. She finished after around 20 minutes and gave the cadet a short #2 on the top while reducing the sides and back to a complete zero. She continued this process with the second client.

Meanwhile, Anne was already on her eighth client. She was mercilessly mowing away the hair of the men who were in her chair. They were in and out before they knew it and amidst all this Anne was chatting them up and getting them to open up. An hour passed and Anne had shorn 20 men in the time. Meanwhile, Jacqueline was still struggling with her fourth and final client. She was slowly combing his hair and clipping it away with utmost concentration. She did not pay attention to the time and thus slowly slipped past the required criteria to save her crowning jewel.

Once she finished, she looked around. There were no more clients, and she had failed the challenge. Anne finished sweeping the hair and slid her hand into Jacqueline’s hair. She pulled behind tightly and whispered into her ear ” This is mine now poodle. Now go strip down while I clean your station as well.” Jacqueline’s heart sank. She was now going to part with her mane. But there was also a weird excitement coming to her. Maybe she wanted this. Right from the morning when she saw the boy being shorn, she wanted to be in his place. She could not explain this feeling. She wanted to shave more men before but also wanted her hair to be mowed down like grass.

” You would put many models to shame with that body poodle. You stripped down like I asked,” said Anne while stripping down herself. Jacqueline replied ” Yes Madame. Since I lost the challenge, my hair is yours for the taking. If I may, can you please leave me more hair?”

“No, you may not” was the curt reply from Anne who pulled out two vibrators from the locker and hid them before Jacqueline could see them. ” Now get your ass into the chair.” Anne then proceeded to restrain Jacqueline’s movements by tying her wrists and legs to the chair. “Poodle, smile this will be your before picture for the wall. 1,2, and 3, done. Now this toy is a new one”. Anne then took the vibrator and inserted it in between Jacqueline’s legs. It was starting to pleasure her nicely. She then took the other one and inserted it into herself. ” Liking it so far, my dearie poodle?” ” Yes mistress, extremely”.

“Now for your hair. Let’s start by caping you and mowing down the bulk. The Clippers are very good at this. You switch them on like this and run them through the hair you want to cut. Simple, right?” explained Anne while taking down the bulk of Jacqueline’s hair. Flick after flick sent more hair onto the cape and ground. She combed Jacqueline’s hair forward and started to cut it around the shoulder length. ” You see how nicely they eat up the hair. Even a mane as thick as yours is no match for it.” Pass after pass increased Jacqueline’s excitement. Waves of pleasure were being unleashed by the same yet different vibrating devices.

“Now your hair is reduced to a manageable length, let’s start the actual chop now. I wanted to run my straight razor through your head directly poodle but that won’t do. I will now start creating sections. The different guards have different purposes. You better learn now while I am teaching you. The shortest zero guard or no guard will remove all hair and reduce it down to a stubble. As the number on the guard goes up, the hair that is cut will be longer. Now I have sectioned your nape hair. This here is the #1. Feel it through your body and remember how I am handling the clippers. Following me alright poodle?”

“Yes mistress, loud and clear. Thank you…ahh…for teaching me this……mmmm…. valuable lesson. I will strive to ….ahhh…..be better…ahhhhhn”, squealed Jacqueline in between her moans. The vibrator was fulfilling her desire she did not know existed until now. Anne by now was also getting into the mood of things. Here she was hacking away at her new toy poodle’s hair. Moreover, the poodle was obedient and sexy to boot. She placed the clippers below the neck and slid them up. This power over Jacqueline sent Anne down the valley of pleasure. She could not control the orgasm that was about to hit, and she came whilst moaning loudly.

“Most of your work will be done if you use the clipper right. These men just need to be shorn. You need to make them listen to you. If you tell them to sit, they should sit. If you decide the man needs to be shaved: you shave them. Period. No need to ask his permission or mine. He is at your mercy once he sets foot in the barbershop. Keep this in mind for any future women you may want to do this. No more meek attitude poodle, got it?”.  Jacqueline was panting hard ” Yes mistress. Any woman or man whose hair I want will be mine. I will have them”. Jacqueline was almost on the verge, she was barely able to control her spasms.

“Good, now that the nape is done let me do the sides and the rest of the hair. I am going to use a #4 so that you have a little length to the strands. You put the guard in and slide the clippers across like this. From down to up. I was also like you poodle, but my instructor made me learn with my hair. Under that bob of mine in the picture, I had a faded back and sides.

She taught me in this same way. Anytime I made a mistake she cut my hair while teaching the process. I think you might not need more than a few days poodle. You are a natural. I saw you working. You will pick this up fast.” The clippers running through her head were more than Jacqueline could handle. She orgasmed as she had never before. Her whole body twitched as she exploded into the ‘shear’ pleasure of being dominated by this woman.

” Thank you, mistress. Please feel free to teach me using my hair. I am ready to learn.” ” Now poodle, you will use scissors and comb to cut the hair you want to keep longer or if you want to be in control of the length. I do not think you need to learn about the straight razor yet. When you find someone whom you think should only be shaved by you, come find me and I will teach you. Now let me clean up the neckline and you can see the result.” After finishing, Anne sat on Jacqueline’s lap and they both kissed each other again passionately.

Anne then positioned the camera and took a photo of the result. ” Poodle, while I forgot to mention this, Madame K also has the same kink as us. So, your getting shorn is also part of the mission. From tomorrow you will get into the mission. Chat up the men and find out the rat. Once you find him, we can make our move. Now this will be the photo for your wall. How does it look?”

“This was how I found my kink Nikki.”, said Jacqueline who was running her hands through Nikki’s hair while they were cuddled up in bed. ” The mission just got declassified on the day I saw you with your swinging ponytail. I wanted to make my move on you as well as relive the old memories.”

Nikki interrupted ” What happened to madame K. Did you find out who she was?”

“Well, that’s a story for tomorrow. Now come here and let me fuck you”.

 

To be continued….

 

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