So you don’t believe…

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So you don’t believe…

Author: Tigris
Content: XXX
Location: Barbershop
Category: Consensual
Type: Fiction
Language: English

(Older Sister Story)

“It is a beautiful chair…” thought Charles looking at the exquisite piece of furniture in front of him
“I just can’t believe it’s so cheap!”

The Vintage Chair in front of him was a very beautiful barber chair, covered in black leather, the chrome pieces shone and the hydraulics worked perfectly, heck it looked completely new, it was unbelievable that the price was just 100 bucks.

“Ok you gotta tell me what’s wrong with it,” he asked the old clerk smiling, believing it was a prank of some sort…

The bald old man sighed as he cracked a smile “It used to belong to a friend of mine, good folk, and the best barber I’d ever seen, passed away a while ago and left all his stuff for sale”

Charles smile faded “I’m sorry to hear that” his mood a little bit darkened by the remark “but then shouldn’t you try to sell this a bit higher in his memory?”

The old clerk looked into his eyes and with a low sigh, he said “Oh I have, I have sold that chair over 20 times, have made quite a lot of money with it, yet it always manages to find its way back here” he said in the most serious tone Charles had ever heard, he was shocked at the story.

“You’ll see, my friend used to be a military barber, one of the most strict there ever were, he was charged with the task to keep the military base personnel clean-shaven both noggin and whiskers” the old man began to say.

“The people who bought this chair said people who sat on it changed and it’s a change that cannot be reversed, some even said my friend’s ghost clings to it…”

Charles tried to maintain a straight face but when he heard that he couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Are you serious?” he said smiling taking a look at the chair again.

“Dead serious, for us lads it can be ok, but imagine what would happen if a lass were to sit on it,” said the old man struggling to get up from his seat to walk to the cashier spot.

“Now that sounds like a great spooky tale I could tell my girlfriend,” said Charles with a smile as big as a Chesire cat “Old man you just made a sale…”

The young man was happy with his purchase, of course, he didn’t believe a word of the ghost story but it would certainly be a good topic when he presented his gift to his gal, she was opening a beauty salon and was in dire need of a good chair, so you could say that the finding of such a good piece of furniture for that price was simple and plain luck, he even bought many of the articles the old man had that were related to his now departed friend even if some just ended as decorations.

He made arrangements for the pick up the very next day, he had everything planned to be a great big surprise…

Evelyn got up feeling great, she knew that her beloved Charles had something planned today, her new business was almost ready to open and she was anxious because he said he had found just what she needed, so got out of bed and felt like a butterfly…

“Today is going to be a great day!” she proclaimed as she got into the bathroom.

Hours seemed to fly as she worked on the last details of her salon, it was comfortably located on the first floor of hew new house, the place looked great, having graduated from one of the top cosmetology and hairdressing schools on the country she was proud and happy, the shampoo basins were elegant, comfortable and modern, the shining vintage chrome hood dryers added an exquisite and lovely contrast, the mirror covered the entire wall and the counters looked divine, all she needed now was a good chair and it all would be complete, and if she guessed correctly Charles just fixed that…

She had just finished cleaning the place the new styling chair would occupy, she fixed her combs, her scissors, all the hair product has in the right place, she smiled, everything was just perfect, she looked at her watch, time certainly flies when you are having fun! she had less than an hour to get ready for Charles, she got up the stairs and straight into the shower, she took a quick shower, getting herself ready way faster than she normally would and sat down at the counter to wait, time froze those last minutes, it seemed an eternal wait, but as soon as the clock marked the hour, the little bell on her front door chimed, letting her handsome boyfriend in, he was carrying a big bouquet for her and a big smile on his face.

“Hello gorgeous!, I brought you a present!” he said happily as she hurried to him to relieve him of his burden, she looked for a base to put the flowers when he suddenly came behind her, embracing her with love, kissing her neck, she smiled, she left the flowers on one of the shampoo chairs and tried to turn around… But he didn’t let her; his arms were holding her in place…

“Not yet naughty girl, you can’t see your present yet” he whispered on her ear, she almost melted, he knew what buttons to press to make her go crazy, she squirmed in his arms and his discreet and tender kisses until the movers announced that they were done, he smiled and whispered once more.

“Close your eyes and promise me you won’t look…” she smiled and nodded closing her eyes, she could barely contain her curiosity, Charles walked away for a few minutes, she fought the urge to turn around and take a peek, she was so excited…

“Ok you can look now gorgeous” he commanded, she turned around and she almost couldn’t believe it, she took her hands to her mouth in surprise, she walked slowly to be in front of an amazingly beautiful barber chair, it was vintage-like her dryers and certainly looked majestic, it was covered with black leather, the chrome pieces shone, the chair was brand new…

Aside from that Charles had brought other pieces of equipment, several combs, two pairs of scissors, they did look a little run-down but certainly still in good shape, a very worn leather razor strop, and a beautiful pearl handed straight razor, she had few uses for such a beautiful item, but she would surely cherish it.

“Oh my god Charles…” she said, almost on the verge of tears “It’s perfect, it’s so beautiful…” she was very very happy.

“There there my love,” he said smiling, embracing her with tenderness.

“But Charles how did you managed to afford it…” she said worried, looking into his eyes, his smile couldn’t be bigger.

“Nothing is too much for my beloved” he answered (if only she knew) he thought, as she kissed him passionately, her hands moving a little below the waist.

“Such an act of charity deserves a reward” she whispered as she pushed him into the chair, she had lowered his pants before he could even react, she had her lips wrapped around the tip of his manhood, using her tongue to please him, moving her head then up and down, slowly at first then increasing her speed, he shot his head back, using his hands to caress her hair while she pleased him, she looked up as she slowly released him from her mouth and slowly pulled her panties down, she climber on the chair and slowly lowered herself so he could enter her completely she moaned as she felt his shaft into her, soon they found their rhythm, and with every thrust he seemed to enter her deeper and deeper, they both reached climax together, embracing each other on the chair… She smiled and whispered in his ear…

“What a way for my new chair to make its debut…” he chuckled, gently he helped her up and on her feet, he then turned the chair around to face the mirror…

“You know, I think I’m overdue for a haircut,” he said calmly “What do you say if we use the chair for its true intent” he winked, she blushed smiling mischievously.

“Very well dear sir” she got her cutting gown and wrapped it around her, not bothering to get fully dressed again “What should we do?” she said playfully testing the hydraulics on her new chair, it worked fantastically.

“I am in your capable hands’ ma’am,” he said firmly, almost militaristic, she smiled.

“Ok sarge, I’ll get to it!” she said reaching out for her scissors… But she stopped for a few seconds; next to her scissors were clippers that he had just brought…

She took them, and fitted one of the attachments on it, she smiled and placed the little machine on her gown, she then quickly covered him with a cape, making sure it was not too tight, she plugged the clipper, turning them on she began shearing him fast, he didn’t move he just looks straight into his reflection.

Soon all his hair was down to #3, she smiled and with haste, she changed the attachment to a #1, she placed it on his sideburn, and slowly began to cut his hair once more all around his head, using the clippers masterfully, she tapered and blended the cut into a perfect buzz cut, slightly longer on top, she removed the attachment and used them to shave the little hairs on his neck and to create a sharp hairline all around, she felt that it needed to be razor shaved, but she knew she didn’t have a can of shaving cream at home, although not satisfied she dusted the clippings from his neck, his face, and shoulders and released them from the cape, he inspected the cut.

“Perfect!” he said smiling, he examined his face on the mirror “How about a nice shave ma’am?” he requested, she smiled.

“Maybe next time sarge, I don’t have all I need!” she said playfully as she opened her arms for a hug.

He remained still for a few seconds, reluctantly he got up, as soon as he was on his feet he looked in the mirror surprised “wow” he mustered “I look so different”

She smiled as she hugged him “You look very handsome my love” she kissed him tenderly on his lips, she felt a little bit guilty, she didn’t intend to go that short… it just felt right…

“Well, if the princess likes it, then I’m cool with it too,” he said laughing and kissing her again, “Well baby I have to go get some stuff done, we have reservations at 8 for dinner at that fancy restaurant you like, I’ll pick you up at 7:30,” he said smiling and walking out through the door after waving her goodbye.

She smiled; she tidied up the place, happy with all her new toys, still delighted with her new chair… Once done she went upstairs, this time she decided to take a long relaxing shower, washing her hair carefully and enjoying the warm spray of the water falling on her body, she then wrapped herself in a towel and sat at her vanity, she wanted to look fantastic for dinner to thank Charles for the wonderful gifts, they must have costed a fortune!

She began winding her hair into medium-sized rollers, taking her time, she still wondered why she had cut his hair so short and enjoyed it so much at that, but she dismissed it as the excitement of her first client on her new salon, once her hair was firmly set in rollers, she padded downstairs, sprayed her hair with setting lotion and placed a net over the rollers, she smiled as she rolled one of her chrome dryers to the chair, she plugged the dryer in, selected the temperature and time, she then sat on the comfy barber chair and slowly lowered the hood on her head, she got comfortable, crossed her legs and relaxed under the warm air around her, she didn’t even notice when she fell asleep…

She got startled for a second, she felt dazzled, she looked around, she was surprised, she looked at her side, on the waiting chairs there were three handsome but serious looking guys, and two very beautiful women, they all wore military outfits, she looked at herself for a second, she also wore the same uniform, she then felt a cape being wrapped around her neck, she looked up and looked at a gentle old barber behind her, he looked friendly and comforting, his smile was disarming, his eyes told her that he was proud and happy, his neatly trimmed beard made her want to hug him and call him grampa…

“Female cadet Evelyn” he read on a piece of paper on the counter “Welcome to the induction haircut, as you know we do things a little bit different here, you will return for maintenance treatments every week,” he said with a warm and kind voice.

She wanted to speak, but couldn’t, her voice seemed lost, she was unable to move, all her body was limp and relaxed, she could just watch as the old barber got the clippers from the counter. Her hair unpinned and falling all over her head, her golden beautiful long hair… Her eyes’ following the barber’s every move…

The clippers were turned on, she felt her heart at her throat… the buzzing sound was placed right at the middle of her forehead, the gentle vibration touched her skin for a few seconds before it moved backward, a path was mowed right down the middle of her head, leaving what seemed to be just bare skin behind, she looked with big eyes as a bald path appeared at the middle of her head, and the sudden wetness between her legs shocked her, she was feeling aroused…

The barber continued his work with the clippers, apparently oblivious of her state of excitement; the clippers hungrily devoured every strand of hair that they encountered… Soon they had reached the back of her head, the vibration touching the skin of her neck made her want to tighten her legs, the growing warm feeling in her belly getting stronger.

The barber placed the clippers at her forehead again; to the right of the first pass, moving them back again, blonde hair falling quickly as the clippers severed them from the beautiful young woman’s head, the right side of her head was soon denuded of hair…

She looked at her reflection, half her head looked normal, pretty long haired Evelyn, but the other half, she looked stunning, the exotic goddess Evelyn, the clippers still had a lot of work ahead of them, as the barber pushed her head down gently, her chin almost touching her chest, clippers placed just below her nape, at the beginning of her hairline, then they moved up, this time slowly, she moaned…

The vibration on her nape sending jolts down her spine and making her stomach churn, the clippers reached the crown of her head and returned to her neck, buzzing another path up, the barber kept doing that all over her head, just a small patch of long hair now adorned her head, three more passes and that was taken care off…

Evelyn studied her reflection in the mirror, she looked totally bald, beautiful but completely bald, yet as the barber moved his hands over her head checking his work she felt a rough sensation, meaning her head was still covered by light stubble.

She was still looking at her reflection intently when suddenly the barber blew air at her head gently to clear a few clippings, she almost came right there, she closed her eyes tight, and rubbed her legs together, she opened her eyes slowly, ashamed, yet the barber didn’t seem to notice what he was causing, he moved away, searching for something, she looked at the people waiting, they didn’t seem interested at all in what was happening to her, they didn’t seem surprised at all that she had just been shaved bald…

Soon enough her attention was brought back to her head, the barber had wrapped a hot towel around her head like a turban, it was hot, but not enough to harm her…

He patted the towel a few times all around her head and then he let it sit, next he moved to the counter in front of her and poured a white fluffy substance into a cup, then she realized, he was going to shave her…

But instead of feeling fear or anguish she felt excited, thrilled with anticipation, he began whipping the cream with a round small brush, and soon enough, he was removing the towel and lathering her head with that brush…

The feeling was unbelievable, as the small brush danced around her head she almost felt like if someone was having his way with her, she felt trembles in her tummy, her legs tensed, her lips opened, her eyes closed, she fought hard to contain the moans from escaping her mouth…

He lathered her head tenderly, slowly making sure all her head was well covered with the creamy soapy substance, lathering the back of her neck completely as well, a few minutes later he took the leather strop hanging from the chair… out of his pocket came a straight razor, a pearl-handled straight razor…, she opened her eyes halfway, looking at his every move, she felt the chair vibrate slightly as he sharpened his razor for her…

He placed two fingers at her chin and pulled her head back, she was looking at the ceiling, and then it kissed her skin…

The razor glided on this man’s hands, caressing her head as tenderly as a lover’s hand, she could barely feel any shaving at all, she was thrilled, and couldn’t believe all the feelings that were enveloping all her senses, the razor shaved the top of her head, the barber then, placing his hand on her head, pushed it down again, making her look slightly down, the razor returning to caress her so lovingly, he shaved the sides of her head this time, fist the right, then the left, when he shaved down her nape and neck she felt the trembles of her leg getting worse, she certainly reached climax like she never had before as soon as the razor shaved the last strip of cream and stubble…

The barber massaged her head vigorously, taking his brush and lathering her head one more time, this time he shaved against the growth of her hair, it felt amazing, she could hear the rasping of the razor inside her head…

The second shave took a little longer, he was using slow short strokes, making sure every place on her head was silky smooth, she felt delighted, she felt free as she looked at herself in the mirror in front of her, turning her head in every possible way, admiring her newfound beauty, her neck looked longer, her sparkling green eyes now were the center of attention of her head, and her lips looked refined and elegant…

She just couldn’t believe the exotic girl in the mirror was her…

A sudden movement of the chair startled her, the barber had reclined her to a 45-degree angle, her legs rose as the footrest did, she was now comfortably lying on the chair, the old man placed a towel over her breasts, and tucked it in at her neck, she looked at him confused.

“Academy’s orders, here we do not make a distinction of genders, every cadet must have their heads and faces shaved three times every week while they attend,” he said looking to her left, she turned her gaze to see the other two women lying on their chairs, they were reclined like her, without a single hair on their heads and hot towels wrapped around their faces, the barber placed his hand on her cheek and made her turned her head so she was staring straight, soon her face was wrapped with a hot towel as well, she closed her eyes relaxed…

She heard the sound of the brush as it moved around in the cup, felt the wonderful vibration of the chair as the razor was brought to the strop one more, she didn’t know why, but she wanted to experience this, she had always entertained the idea of shaving her face but she was always too scared… But now it just felt right…

Her eyes remained closed when the towel left her face, she relaxed as the brush danced over her cheeks and chin, the lather was warm and had a lovely scent in it, felt the warm feeling between her legs when the brush-covered her neck slowly, sighed as he covered her upper lip with one of his fingers, she thought he was done but soon the brush returned, massaging her face vigorously with circular motions, he even covered her lips this time…

She was surprised but enjoyed it nonetheless, the brush moved away, and soon a gentle finger followed the shape of her lips, clearing the lather away, she felt his warm firm hand on her forehead, his thumb stretching her skin at her temple, soon the razor came, that wickedly delicious sensation returning as the kiss ran over her right cheek…

The sensation moved from her cheek down her throat, she pulled her head back, allowing him full access to her neck and then she remained perfectly still, as the razor slowly shaved the cream away, soon the hand at her forehead move her face around exposing the other cheek, and he shaved it so tenderly she had to sigh…

He was almost done, but she didn’t want it to end, she was enjoying it too much, returning her head to look straight he shaved her chin carefully, and then stretching her nose a little, he calmly shaved her upper lip with three strokes, she smiled as soon as he wrapped another warm towel and massaged her face through it…

Next came a lovely rose-scented oil massage all over her shaved face, soon after that, he placed the chair in its upright position, he rubbed special wax all over her head, placed a net over her head and rolled a dryer up to her chair, soon it was lowered over her and warm air relaxed her as she felt the wax slowly drying, she wasn’t sure when she fell asleep…

Evelyn woke up as soon as she heard the timer of the dryer go off, she wasn’t sure how long she had been asleep, she felt relaxed and well-rested, slowly she lifted the dryer off her head, she looked at herself pleased on the mirror…

Her bald head shining brightly from the wax treatment, she felt free and sexy, her nude body covered only by the towel she had covered herself with after her shower, she caressed herself, she looked stunning and she was sure of it, she got upstairs to get dresses and experiment a little with makeup before Charles arrived, they had much to celebrate…

Not a second after 7:30, Charles came through the front door into the salon, holding a dozen roses on his hands, but soon they were dropped to the floor as a stunned Charles gazed upon his lovely fiancée, she was sitting on her barber chair, an exotic red cocktail dress covering her body, her lips sporting a lovely shade of pink and her eyes colored with blue tones, her eyebrows perfectly shaped, and her bald head complementing the entire look.

“Evelyn!” he exclaimed finally finding his voice “what…what happened to you!?” She smiled as she rose from the chair.

The skin on her body so lovely but the one on her face looked perfect, young and fresh, a mischievous look on her eyes “This is to thank you for such a wonderful gift” she whispered, caressing his chest with one finger…

“But…But your hair!” he exclaimed still astonished.

“What about it?” did she ask surprised…

“It… It’s gone!” he stuttered.

She smiled and laughed “Of course it is silly, I’ve had it like this ever since I joined the beauty academy!” she winked “Now let’s go, I’m starving!” she grabbed his tie, pulling him outside…

All he could do was to stare at the chair…

Of course, Charles did tell her the story of the chair that night, she laughed, didn’t believe a word of it, he did try to take the chair away but she wouldn’t let him, she had become very attached to it, not long after that the salon opened and it became a huge success, it was very popular, soon the chair was moved to a private room, where only special clientele she had selected could see…

The number of bald women with porcelain young perfect facial skin increased on the city, the rumor spread that whatever treatment Evelyn the ladies barber offered did miracles…

An old man sitting in a rocking chair smiled as he looked at two beautiful bald women walking by… the store slowly faded away… Leaving only an old empty lot behind…

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