Mommy’s good boy

Here I am a year without a haircut. Knowing that one day I will have to get it cut but for right now I enjoy my messy shaggy hair a lot. The thickness and how it feels so soft to touch, I know other people like my hair. Pretty men and pretty women always look at me for some reason I think it’s for my hair. My girlfriend always runs her fingers through my hair telling me how pretty it is and to not cut it. I know that it is getting too long to manage but my girlfriend Emily loves my hair.

Emily and I just finished our date which included a walk through the bookstore and getting coffee. A simple date but life is enjoyed from the small things in life. When we got back to our apartment, she let me get into little space and she was my mommy for the night. I put on some pretty pink panties and let her baby me for the night. She took great care into making sure I felt cared for and love from her. She wanted me to lay down on the bed and I did. She laid down next to me holding me, then she started to play with my hair.

“oh baby your hair is a mess” she said, “I can’t believe I let you grow it this long.” While she stroked my brown shaggy locks.

“Yeah, mommy it is very long, and messy but I like it a lot” I said to her. I know how much she loved my hair and loved to run her fingers through it, and it made me feel loved.

She started to scratch my scalp and play with my hair more. “I think its time for you baby to get a haircut finally.” She said, “my babies can’t have their hair out of control all the time like this.”
I shook my head back and fourth, “No mommy I don’t want a haircut, I like my hair how it is and you can run your fingers through it and play with it.” I pleaded, “Please mommy no haircut please.”
Emily stopped playing with my hair and let go of me from her arms. She started to get out of the bed. “No baby you need a haircut do not argue with your mommy or they’ll be punishments.”
I quickly submitted to her, “Yes mommy I need a haircut, I don’t want punished.” I stood up quickly, “do we go get my haircut mommy?”
She shook her head no and walked to the nightstand next to the bed. She pulled out clippers with guards ranging 1 through 8 and some scissors. She put those on the bed laying right next to where I was standing. She did not say anything. Emily went to the kitchen and grabbed a chair. Carrying the chair, she put it down next to the bed in the middle of the room. She tells me, “Oh no baby, mommy gets to cut her babies hair. She gets to take special care of their hair. I get to cut every lock of your hair not anyone else. Do you understand?” I quickly nod my head and say, “yes mommy I understand.”
She pats the chair and commands me, “Sit down baby its time for a haircut.” I walk over to the chair and sit down. “Mommy thinks you’ve waited too long to get a haircut, I think its time for a proper short haircut baby, what do you think.”
My tummy turns into nots thinking about myself with short hair, but I quickly say, “whatever mommy thinks is best for me.” I did not want my hair short, but I wanted to be a good boy for my mommy.
She grabs the clippers from the bed, and throws a 3 guard on them. “Because you have been a good boy for mommy, I am not going to do what I had originally planned and buzz you with no clipper guard. If you start being a bad boy, I will shave you with no guard baby. Mommy wants her baby to have short hair from now on.” She takes her hand and strokes my locks. “No one will look at these gorgeous looks and try to make you theirs. You will be mine with this buzzcut.”
Before I could protest against the buzzcut she had already turned them on it was no use to say anything.
She brought the clippers straight to my forehead and ripped through through my bangs. Loads of my shaggy hair fall on my clothes shoulders and my panties that i’m wearing. She quickly takes the clippers over my hair again and again to buzz the top short. The hair falls into big clumps, I start to cry. “Mommy I don’t want a buzzcut please stop.”
She keeps buzzing my hair, “its to late baby, your going to be mommy’s short haired boy from now on.” She doesn’t stop buzzing she keeps going more of my hair keeps falling to the floor. My once gorgeous hair on top no longer thick and beautiful but buzzed to one length. “Mommy loves how this looks.” She tells me as she keeps buzzing me. “Oh baby you’re being so good for me. Stroke your little cock for me while I buzz your hair.”
I put my hands under my pink panties and start stroking, I moan, “buzz me mommy buzz me short; mommy, please make me buzzed.” When she hears this, she quickly takes the clippers and buzzes me everywhere else. She buzzes all my hair off as fast as she possibly can when I ask for it. I moan again, “mommy make me your short haired boy.” She takes the clippers to the back and gets rid of the rest of my messy hair.
The floor is full of my once long hair. I hear the clippers turn off. Her hand rubs my buzzed head and I cum. I cum all over the floor where my shorn hair resides now. “Look at your baby it seems like you enjoyed it.” I take a deep breath. “Yes, mommy I did”
She rubs my buzzed head again and tells me “You’ve been a very good boy for mommy.” Emily puts the clippers down. I hear her grab something else on the bed. SNICK, snick snick. I quickly turn around and see her chopping her beautiful dark hair off. Her once hip length hair cut in seconds to shoulder length hair.
“I thought I needed a haircut too baby. Mommy’s need short hair. Now grab the broom and clean up the mess while I get ready for something.
I nod my head in agreement shocked that she cut her hair too short. I stand up walking on my shorn hair and her’s. I grab the broom and clean up the mess like the good boy I am. I sweep all my hair into one pile not touching her’s yet. I throw away my garbage shaggy hair away. Feeling something inside of my tummy die when I threw it away. After I threw it away I swept her gorgeous hair off the floor and toss it away as well. I Holler at her “Mommy I did it” I hear her yell back, “come here baby boy.”
I do as told and come back to her. When I come back to the bedroom, I see her with a strap on. “Ass in the air baby boy.” I do as I am told. She slides the massive strap into my ass, “who’s mommy’s good boy.” I feel her fucking my ass and I moan, “I’m mommy’s good boy”
“Yes, you are.” She teases me. She rubs my buzzed head while she fucks me until I cum. “Oh baby I am keeping your hair short if your gonna cum that much. I loved your buzzed head.”
I hate my buzzed hair, but Emily loves it.

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