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Jym evil smiled.
” Phase 2 is where we go on an adventure!! Jazz before I untie you, I need you to sign this piece of paper. ”
Jazz shook her head sideways telling Jym “no” with her eyes.
“ok have it your way”
Jym said as he picked the clippers back up, flipped the switch and turned towards Jasmine. Scared of thought of the amount of damage Jym could inflict clippers, Jasmine changed her mind shook her head up and down very quickly. Jym saw the fear in her eyes, and it turned him on. He turned off the clippers & pulled out a clip board and a pen. He put the pen in Jasmine’s right hand and held the clipboard out for her to autograph. Jasmine paused for a few seconds to try to read what she was signing but the font was so small she couldn’t make out what it said. Jym flicked the clippers back on and Jazzy hurried up and signed the paper
“excellent choice Jazz.”
Jym grabbed some clothes out of the closet for jasmine to wear. He picked a small white tube top and an even tinier plaid mini skirt. He united her arms first the have her the shirt to put on. Then he quickly grabbed her hands and cuffed then behind her back. he then united her legs and slipped the short skirt on. Jym then lifted her standing. And showed jazzy what “she” had done to herself when she tried to give herself an undercut. Jazz looked in the mirror and her hacked up hair and burst into tears.
“Don’t worry dear, we r going to get it fixed right now”
With that Jym started to drag Jasmine to his SUV. Jym made her get into the backseat and he buckled her up.
“here is some reading material for the ride”
He placed a copy of the document jazz had signed earlier. The font was larger so Jazzy could actually read what she signed. What she signed she did not like. It was a contract between Jym and her and it gave Jym full control over jasmine & her appearance and body for 24 hours. And took away her legal rights to prosecute or sue and gave Jym immunity against any suits, criminal or civil, that may be brought against him. But the worst part about that contract was the section that stated if Jazz does not complete her role to Jym’s satisfaction, then Jasmine will have to give Jym her dog, Taquito!
“Fuck, I guess that haircut doesn’t seem so bad anymore. Fuck me! This is not going to end well! Why did I sign that? Fuck!! I’m not giving up my dogs!!” Jazzy’s mind raced to try to come up with a way out of this but she had foolishly signed Jym’s stupid contract.
After about 10 minutes in the car Jym pulled up to a fancy looking hair salon. Jasmine started to freak out. This was not just a random salon; this was Jasmine’s normal salon that she has been going to for over 10 years. There is no way she was going to get out of the car so that her regular hair stylist could fix it after what Jym had already done to her hair by buzzing it and making it smell like nasty dog conditioner. Jym turned around and said with a smirk on his face
“when I called and made this appointment for u I told her that u did that cut to yourself trying to give yourself an undercut. And that is what really happened if anyone asks, right Jazz? Right Jazz?!?!”
Jazzy turned red Jym then ripped that tape off of her mouth.
“Let’s go Jazz. It’s showtime. Don’t forget what to you signed earlier and what will happen if u don’t play by my rules. You need to just stay silent. Let me do all of the talking and it will work out in the end”
Jym said with a serious tone while staring at Jasmine. They both get out of the car. Jym unlocks Jasmine ‘s handcuffs and takes them off of her.
“Behave, or Taquito gets it!”
Jym reminds her for last time before they open the door and walk into the salon. The two of them check-in with the receptionist who verifies the appointment costs as Jym glanced over at Jasmine who had 1 tear roll down her face. They are told to hang just one second then they are greeted by Stacey’s assistant who brings them to the back room.
Jym gave Jasmine’s ass a little squeeze before they were taken back to the private suite. Jazz tried get comfortable in the chair while Jym stood there silently waiting for Jazz’s stylist that she has been going to for over 10 years. Her name is Stacy and she was hot! She was about 40, but did not look it. She was very tall and skinny with big boobs and a long platinum blonde hair that she wore in a high ponytail that still reached down to the bottom of her back.
Stacy had an accent that could only be described as British -Redneck. As long as she stayed quiet, Jym couldn’t get enough of Stacy. She greeted Jasmine and asked what Jasmine wanted to do with her hair today. Before Jazz could respond. Jym jumped in & told her his made-up story that Jazz wanted a change in her look & she thought that an undercut bob would look good on her and it would be easy to cut. They both chuckled at “easy to cut”. After looking at it for a few seconds, Stacy said
“dang girl, u really did a number on your hair. I’m sure I can fix it, but I dont think a bob would suit you. At least not a short one.”
Jazz let out a sigh of relief.
“well how long are u in thinking”
Jym asked.
“I’m thinking like shoulder length and I’ll tidy up where she buzzed the back. But anything shorter than shoulder length, would be a bit too short for her face shape but if that is what she wants I’ll do it ”
Stacy responded.
“Well, a bob is what she was hoping to do by herself in the first place but needless to say did not end up that way, but I think we’ll stick with the bob idea..”
” Ok you got it Jazz. ”
Stacy walked behind Jazz and grabbed a cape off the counter and tightened up nice & snug around her neck. Stacy then started playing with Jazz’s hair with her fingers and noticed it was hella greasy!
“Um come on Jazz. I gotta wash ur hair before I begin.”
Stacy said as she pointed to the sink on the wall next to her. Jazz stood up and walked over to the sink slowly. She seriously considered making a break for it but decided against it. To She took a seat at the shampoo bowl and leaned her head back. Jazz could feel tears starting to fill her eyes. Jazz knew that as soon as her hair got wet the smell of the Furminator conditioner, Jym made her leave in her hair, would become extremely potent smelling again.
Jasmine prayed to God Stacy wasn’t familiar with the smell.
Stacy turned on the water and let it warm up before spraying Jazzy’s hair with it. As soon as the water hit Jazzy’s greasy mane, the chemical smell of the Furminator conditioner was engulfing Stacy and then the whole rest of the salon. A few people turned to see where the smell was coming from. No one knew what it was until some random lady shouted “It smells like a dirty wet dog in here!!! That is the smell of some really nasty dog shampoo! I’m sure of it!”
Jazz saw the moment when Stacy put what the lady had shouted and that smell was coming from her clients hair was dog shampoo together. Her face went from puzzled to disgusted as she looked at Jasmine in the eyes momentarily. Then her eyes shot back up Towards the ceiling. A big grin appeared on Stacy’s face as she tried to keep herself from laughing out loud. She hurried up and pumped a handful of shampoo into her right hand and quickly slathered it all over the right side of Jazzy’s hair then did the same with her left hand.
Stacy roughly scrubbed all the canine conditioner out of Jasmine’s hair. After a good 5 min of scrubbing Stacy rinsed the shampoo out of Jazzy’s hair. She applied twice the normal amount of conditioner that she would normally use and let it sit on her hair for 10 min while she went to the bathroom. While Stacy was out of the room Jym got up and stood next to Jazzy in the chair. He lifted up her cape and put 2 fingers inside of her.
“No Jym stop. What if she walks in?”
Jazzy whispered. Jym fingered her for another few minutes. He then received into his pocket and pulled out the tiny vibrator and stuck it inside Jasmine’s pussy this time.
“No please don’t Jym….Please… Please….”
She pleaded.
Jym just smiled at her & went and sat down again. Jasmine just sat there in the chair with her head in the sink, she closed her eyes and tried to figure out how she got in this position. Tears started flowing again from Jasmine’s swollen eyes until she fell asleep.
When Stacy returned from her potty break she sat Jasmine upright & grabbed a think tooth comb and started to comb out Jasmine’s conditioned hair. She combed & combed & combed eventually finished combing Jazzy’s long hair. Then Stacy leaned Jazz back into the sink and rinsed her off. After she was done rinsing, Stacy grabbed a towel and dried Jasmine’s hair off. Once the majority of the water was absorbed. Stacy grabbed the comb and combed thru Jazzy’s hair again. When she was done she turned Jazzy towards the mirror. Jasmine sat in Stacy’s chair stone faced as Stacy reached for her scissors.
“Are you sure you want an Bob, Jazz?”
Stacy asked as she measured out the cut lines with her comb. Jasmine didn’t respond immediately so Jym activated her vibrator for a split second,.
“Yes,”
jasmine softly replied while slowly nodding her head.
“Ok. And you want me to use the clippers on the back?”
Stacy followed up with. Again Jasmine sat sil I’mently in the chair. And again Jym had to coax a reply out of Jasmine. He buzzed her vibrator again, with a little more power. Jazz kinda twitched when she felt it inside of her.
“Yes”
she mumbled.
“You got it!”
Stacy said with a smile. Stacy put her left hand on the top of Jasmine’s head to hold it in place. She then put her scissors about 2 inches below the right side of Jazzy’s chin, angled then up towards the back at about a 35 degree angle and started cutting. Her razor sharp scissors made quick work of about 18 Inches of her hombre locks.
Jazz watched as the hair slid down the cape on her right side and collected in her lap. When Stacy finished the right side she moved over to the left. She placed the scissors at the same spot and started cutting. Long chunks of hair slid down the left side of Jazzy’s cape into her lap. Jym could see tears starting to build in Jasmine’s eyes so he reached into his pocket and turned on the vibrator. Jasmine’s body suddenly twitched and startled Stacy who had just finished cutting the line on the left side of Jazzy’s new bob.
“Shit! Girl you are so lucky you didn’t do that 2 seconds earlier, I would have cut your ear off if you did!! Please try to hold still while I’m cutting!”
a frustrated Stacy said. Jazzy quietly grumbled a “sorry” under her breath to acknowledge Stacy’s request.
Stacy separated out the top 2/3 of Jazzy’s hair and pinned it on top of her head. The bottom 1/3 of Jazzy’s hair extended up about 2-3″ about where Jym had buzzed her nape earlier and left it comically uneven. He told everyone she had tried to give herself the haircut that she was currently receiving from her longtime hairstylist but it “wasn’t as easy as YouTube made it look.”
Stacy turned away from Jasmine for a moment to grab her favorite haircutting tool, the clippers! She outfitted them with a #3 guard, and when she turned back around she immediately put her hand back on the top of Jasmine’s head but this time she pushed Jazzy’s head forward so that her chin was touching her chest. She flicked the switch on and her clippers roared to life! At the same time as Stacy plunged her clippers up Jasmine nape, Jym turned Jazzy’s vibrator up to high! Jasmine Finkelstein threw her head back so hard it knocked the guard off Stacy’s clippers causing Stacy to buzz Jazzy’s undercut a lot shorter than Stacy planned.
“Fuck! Jasmine! Stop fucking moving!”
Stacy grabbed and pulled a handful of Jazzy’s hair and screamed at her as she sat there in the chair quivering because the vibrator Jym had mercilessly set to its highest setting.
She tried to act as normally as she could. She apologized to Stacy again for moving around while she was cutting her hair.
“I’m very sorry….for uh. .moving… My head….around …. While you are cutting my hair”
Jasmine said taking a breath between every word she said. The vibrating became too intense for Jasmine until couldn’t hold it anymore and orgasmed right there in Stacy’s chair with Stacey’s clippers buzzing her hair short. She tried to hide it but it was impossible. She moaned and convulsed a couple times, her eyes rolled back into her head and she was trembling just sitting there. Stacey knew exactly what had just happened in her chair. she thought she did at least.
“oh my fucking God Jasmine! Are you fucking kidding me right now!?! Did u just…. wow!!!…. really really liking your new haircut, Jazz? Hahahaha. That’s a first for me. I’vs never had or even heard of someone having an orgasm during a haircut before. Once I had this guy, that I could tell was a total perv, and came in asking all these really creepy questions about how I would cut his hair and if I would give him or someone, like his girlfriend or something, I can’t remember, a forced hair cut…and I’m sure he went home and jacked one to what I said to him….but to actually have someone in my chair get so much pleasure that they cannot even contain it while they are out in a public place…you’re the first Jazz!
Congratulations??? You take the cake Jazz. Fucking weirdo. I should just end the cut right here but i don’t want to do you dirty like you just did to me. But i also need to get paid so your price just doubled Jazz.”
Jasmine couldn’t even look at Stacy. That was so embarrassing. Jasmine started to hyperventilate. She had to get away. But she couldn’t. Stacy grabbed Jasmine by the hair and forcefully held Jasmine’s chin to her chest again. She wasted no time buzzing Jasmine’s undercut nearly bald with her guard less clippers. The blades were cold on Jazzy’s neck as the mowed up the back and sides of Jasmine’s head, leaving some 1.5mm of stubble behind. Stacy buzzed Jasmine’s nape over and over from every direction to make sure she didn’t miss any hair at all.
Jasmine was still frozen in the chair. She was so humiliated that she had an orgasm while she was getting a horrible haircut from the person that she had been going to for her haircuts for more than a decade. Jazz couldn’t even look Stacy in the eyes. She kept her head a perfectly still, and stared down at the floor while Stacy did her finishing touches with her clippers. Then traded them out for her scissors again and checked her work.
After a few snips Stacy put the scissors on the counter and grabbed some hair spray and sprayed Jazzy’s whole head. Then, she brushed Jasmine’s new bob and put into place a few rogue hairs. Stacy uncapped Jasmine and turned her toward the mirror. Jazz finally saw herself and she was barely recognizable. Her long hombre hair was now just her natural brown except for the tips at the very front.
“Well Jasmine, how do you like your new haircut?”
Jym asked as he made eye contact thru the mirror.
“I like it”
Jazz said with a sarcastic tone.
” Excuse me!”
Jym’s voice was stern
Jazz felt her vibrator turn on and she twitched violently….
“I mean I love it. It looks great. Just like I wanted ”
Jasmine stood up and Jym grabbed her under the arm and followed Stacy to the front counter to pay for her haircut. She was given a bill for $300 Jym quickly handed over the card payment and when the receptionist handed it back, she handed it to Jazz.
“That was my card? How did Jym just use it to pay for the horrible haircut I was just given?”
She wondered.. Jazz signed her receipt after Jym had written in a $50 tip for Stacy. It was almost dark when they walked out the front door together and back to Jym’s car.
Jasmine was pissed!! She had never been so humiliated in her life. By this time she knew Stacy had already told everyone in there that hadn’t seen what happened, that Jasmine liked her haircut so much she orgasmed in the middle of it. They were all standing at the window looking at her walking to Jym’s car. Jazz turned back and saw them all laughing at her and she knew she could never step foot in that salon ever again.
Jym tells Jazzy to put out both of her hands, which she does. Jym slaps back on the handcuffs Jasmine had on earlier. Jazzy starts crying. I mean balling. Like BALLING!!! so loudly. She throws in the occasional
“fuck you Jym” & “I hate you” & “my hair”.
Jazz looked so hot to Jym with her new haircut. He had to take her somewhere to fuck her. He first turned on her vibrator again. Jazzy flinched still balling her eyes out and let out a soft
“no, please don’t Jym”.
“” Oh yes jazzy baby”Jym replied as he turned the vibrator up. Then they drove away.
