Hiya Folks! Jill here. Another day, another story. This story will be short and sexual, just how I like it. Any requests, comments, or feedback, please tell me! Onto the story!
The Room
Cold. All Laura felt was cold. Not a bad cold; just cold. As she slowly opened her eyes, she was met with darkness. Her arms were held down by something; as were her legs. She was definitely naked, as she could feel the leather of what she assumed to be a chair against her butt and back. Her long blonde locks were resting over her large boobs; her hair fell all the way down to her belly button. Suddenly, a light above her turned on. While her eyes were re-adjusting, she heard a cart roll up. Looking to her left, she could see the cart and the things it carried: A brush, scissors, and clippers. Laura watched as two hands reached from behind her and pulled her hair back behind. Laura wanted to scream, but couldn’t manage a whisper. She felt her hair being pulled, and heard the soft sounds of the brush in her hair. Her hair was unique; straight, thick, and naturally brown. She kept it blonde because she liked the way it looked. It fell to her lower back, and she often kept in a loose ponytail. She was instantly pulled back to reality when she felt her boob being carassed. The gloved hand stroked and squeezed her breasts while her hair was being brushed. Laura started to get aroused. The hand reached further down her body ,and the figure leaned over her shoulder. The figure’s gender was completely hidden, as was their face. The figure’s hand reached Laura’s pussy. It’s hand stroked her unshaved pubes. Since the figure was leaning down and over her, they had pulled down on her hair in way that made her pretty horny. As the hand stroked and caressed her pussy, she started to drip. Instantly, her hair and pussy were let go. The figure walked to cart, and pulled off the clippers. Turning them on, the figure knelt down in front of Laura. Their gender was still a mystery. They reached the clippers to her pubic area, and plunged them through her beard. She started drip even more. The clippers worked their way through Laura’s sex, leaving but a light stubble. Before she knew it, Laura’s pussy was clean-shaven. The person turned off the clippers and returned them to the cart. Returning to their place behind Laura, the figure grabbed a lock of Laura’s hair. Taking the scissors off the table, they reached them to the top of Laura’s head and chopped off the lock with a single schnip. Laura started to freak out. She started to cry. The lock was placed on cart, as well as the scissors. The figure grabbed the clippers on,once more. Turning them on, they drove the clippers through Laura’s head. A large clump of hair fell over Laura and covered her wet pussy. Laura sat in terror as more and more passes were made. The clippers shoving Laura’s hair off her head and onto her body. Suddenly, the clippers turned off. They were placed on the cart and it rolled away. The light turned off. Laura then blacked out. Waking up completely clothed in an alley, Laura had a single lock of hair resting in between her boobs.
That’s right folks, Emma’s barber is back! I’ll have more original stories later, but leave some ideas if you want to! – Jill
Maybe some build up to the story would’ve make it more enjoyable. I Like to imagine the shaver was a woman who was jealous of Laura’s hair.Just my opinion.
I liked the sexuality, compulsion, and humiliation. There might have been some lead in narrative to make the story more interesting.
Keep writing too.