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We’ve been living together with my girlfriend for four months, and she had slowly taken control of everything. She was a hairdresser. I had done everything she wanted until it came to my hair.
That day, she told me to cut my hair short because it was time for a summer cut, but I didn’t really care because I loved my hair—it was curly and covered my ears. When I came home from work that day, I didn’t get my hair cut and came home. She was waiting for me inside. And the first thing she said to me was:
– Why didn’t you get your hair cut? I told you to get it cut and get rid of this mess.
I tried to get out of it by saying I was too busy and didn’t have time, but I failed because his gaze was sharper and he was clearly angry.
“Apparently, I have to do this myself. There will be a price for your disobedience,” he said.
He came back from inside with a chair and a bag.
“Sit down,” he said in an angry voice.
From that moment on, I knew I couldn’t stop him. I sat down on the chair. He told me to take off my clothes. I took off my T-shirt.
He opened his bag and took out a white cape.
She came behind me and put it on me calmly. She started laying her tools out on the table: a comb, a razor, and a blade. Seeing these, I felt like someone had punched me in the stomach, but there was nothing I could do; I had to submit. She started combing my hair. She plugged in the hair clipper and turned it on.
The moment I heard that buzzing sound, my stomach churned. He pulled my head back, came in front of me, and lifted my hair from the middle of my forehead with the comb. He pushed the machine backward from the very center. I felt terrible. The coldness and vibration of the metal created an electric effect on my body. My 15 cm curly hair began to fall onto the white cape. I was inexplicably aroused by this, and my penis was getting hard. He continued cutting, more and more, and a huge pile had formed in more and more places. I had lost all my hair, but it wasn’t over yet.
He rubbed my head and said:
-I’ll give you a smooth shave.
He lathered the remaining stubble on my head and gave me a smooth shave. The only sound in the room was the razor’s hum.
After he finished, he turned to me and said:
– No more growing your hair out. I’ll shave you every day. This is your punishment for defying me.
Then, after taking off his cape, he noticed my penis was hard and that I was actually enjoying this. He sat on my lap, touched my head, and started kissing me. What followed was one of the best sexual experiences of my life.
