(Old Sis Story)

There is a legend in this town I live in, a legend about a man that is to be the heir of the legacy our leader support on his shoulder now…

You’ll see my town is small and beautiful, lost in the mountains, surrounded by natural splendors, yet we also have all the technology the big cities have, we have electricity, in-house sewer system, computers, and the internet, we are aware of the latest fashion around the world, we even have a small airport, men work hard on the fields or outside of town while we women take care of housing, commerce, jobs, and tourism on town, having long walks all over our beautiful town and taking trips around the multiple splendors that surround us is a delight many tourists have discovered and cherished so our economy is rich and prosper…

But every small dreamy town has its secrets; ours might as well have the most terrible one.

But that is not to worry people!, oh no (nervous laugh) we townsfolk have it all under control so no one has to worry, all we have to do is find that man…

The man that can save us all from a terrible fate…

It has been 4 months since I moved into town with mom, life has become so simple, whatever I did before I had my first appointment with our leader is so blurry, I just can’t seem to remember it at all…

But it’s alright! I am happy here and I certainly love my sessions with our leader…

He is such a great man, I did feel a little ashamed when I learned he was my grandfather, after all, I do feel a tingling down my spine and sudden wetness on every treatment I have…

But he is always so professional, even tho he works only with women he has never show any sign of disrespect with anyone, he is well-loved and respected by all of us, it’s just that he is starting to look weary…

Thankfully, the day we all had waited for so long finally arrived…

I’m not sure how or why, but I felt a change on our town, not a drastic one, just a presence, one I knew but had not felt before, strange I know, I was kinda nervous and scared, it was something I didn’t fully understand, that night I spoke with our leader, he smiled and looked at me tenderly.

“All will be fine my dear, the time is proper now…” he said mystically, walking back to his workplace smiling, I had never seen him smile like that before…

The next day I woke up early as fresh as the morning itself, seeing the smile on my grandfather’s face made me feel very happy and calm, my morning chores were gone in a breeze, mother was pleased about my good mood, remarking that I looked like a cute butterfly dancing among flowers, I just felt wonderful, even my studies for the day seemed more entertaining than usual, time flew and with it, the morning…

Evening came with a warm breeze of spring, the clean air of the mountain felt wonderful as it caressed my face as I walked down the street to check up on a few stores on the way home when that sensation returned…

But this time it was strong, really, really strong almost as if…

I looked around me, the sensation focused on one person, a young man I didn’t recognize although there was an odd feeling of familiarity about him, he was tall, well fit, had a very cute butt, blonde hair, his eyes had a mysterious dark brown tone to them, but they reflected sorrow and uncertainty, his face was kind and manly, yet… in a certain way… it reminded me of myself…

He stared at the window of a wig shop, his eyes seemed lost on thought… suddenly he reacted and looked up, turning to face me, his face lit up with happiness!, he ran straight to me as fast as his feet could carry him, and gave me the most tender and loving hug I had ever felt, I was completely on shock, I couldn’t react at all.

“You are ok!!” he yelled with happiness as tears ran down his cheeks “I was really afraid! When I couldn’t contact you anymore I thought the worse!, I didn’t know what that crazy old man was going to do with you!”

He smiled as he whispered “my beloved sister”

There were genuine concern and love in his voice, his arms felt familiar, I felt protected and safe in his hug, but… I didn’t know him at all!

Fighting those feelings, I stepped back away from him and said as kindly as I could “I’m sorry, but I don’t know you, you must have confused me with someone else…”

He took two steps back, fear and confusion evident in his eyes “But… But you are Venus are you not? it’s me, sis! Ty…!!” he exclaimed nervously.

I looked straight into his eyes and said sincerely “I don’t know how you know my name, but I’m a single child, I don’t have any siblings”

His eyes revealed to me that he could not believe my words “But…but…” he muttered but I raised my hand to stop him.

“If you excuse me, I must go, I have an important date today” I lied and walked past him as fast as I could.

I felt horrible, the sincerity in his eyes made me feel like a monster as I practically ran away from him, a few yards away I stopped to catch my breath, I looked behind for a moment, he hadn’t followed me, a tear ran down my face as I made my way home.

I got there a few minutes after, I closed the door quickly behind me and leaned my back on it, sliding until I sat on the floor, I hugged my legs and burst into tears, I felt scared and like I had done something horrible…

Mother came quickly when she heard me, kneeling at my side; hugging me “Venus, what is wrong?” she asked confused “what happened?”

I look up to her eyes, managing to say between sobs.

“Oh mom, I… I don’t know, I was on the main street walking home, when I suddenly felt an odd sensation, there was a guy there, I didn’t recognize him at all but I feel I have seen him before, but… But…” I stopped a second to catch my breath.

Mother hugged me close, caressing my head trying to soothe me.

“There, there my dear… calm down… Please carry on” she said motherly smiling to me.

“The sensation I felt came from him, mom, he suddenly looked at me and rushed! he hugged me with so much love and care… He said he was my brother…” I said calming down a little, I felt my mom was surprised by this; she stopped her caress, frozen for a second.

“…Your brother?…” she asked surprised.

“That is what he said… And if you could have seen his eyes mom, they were so sincere…” I said as I cuddled against her, she hugged me strongly.

“There my dear, go upstairs, freshen yourself up, we are going to a town meeting today, remember to dress properly,” she said smiling getting up and helping me to my feet “I have to go and talk with your grandfather, I’ll be back to pick you up”

Mom patted me on the back as I walked upstairs and left silently, I walked up to my room and straight to the shower, I couldn’t stop thinking about that young man, it has been such an odd day…

A few hours passed while I got ready, I picked up my best nightdress, it was a beautiful long black dress that covered most of my legs, however, it had an opening on the left side that reached up to my waist, revealing my leg, I wore black sensual stockings and long gloves that covered most of my arms, I applied a little makeup, a soft red on my lips pale pink on my cheeks and cute reddish brown on my eyelids, a black catlike eyeliner completed the look, I also wore a pretty gold necklace, from which hung a beautiful golden rose, last I covered my head and hair with a blue silk scarf, I came downstairs and sat down on the living room to wait for mother.

10 minutes after I sat down the front door opened; there was mom, already dressed up, in an outfit similar to mine, only her makeup was a little different, a deep sensual red on her lips, red blush and dark purple and blue on her eyelids.

You’ll wonder why the glamour, it is all part of our town customs, Town meetings were held rarely and we all had to look our best for them.

My mom looked at me happily and called me with her hand, I got up and soon we were in the car and on our way.

It didn’t take us long to reach our destination, the town meetings were held on an open-air stage surrounded by the forest outside of town just a little way up the mountain, near the old castle that overlooked our peaceful village.

I had only attended one town meeting before but I adored it, it was like a fashion parade, everyone looked so gorgeous and handsome, I enjoyed as I talked with my friends and classmates while we walked up to our respective places, each family had a place on the hall, my mom and I stood near the stage.

Our leader smiled as he got up the stage to a podium that was set on it, everything went silent as soon as he cleared his throat to begin the meeting.

“Dear people of our community, please let us remove what is not necessary between us,” he said proudly and with passion.

Everyone then proceeded to remove their coverings, Men took away a bandage from their arms revealing a flower tattoo that was chosen for their families, my grandfather revealed a rose in his, the same rose mother and I wore on our necklaces.

And we women finally revealed our true ‘look’, we reached up and removed our wigs, all of us were completely bald… a few of us had a few days of growth but that would be taken care of soon… we ladies all seated in the chairs that were carefully placed around the hall to look at the stage, and the men started to cover our heads with shaving cream… Part of our customs as well… Part of our duty to protect the town… But one many of us adored and I personally really enjoyed…

It comes to mind how curious it was to me that one person had once spread the rumor that the shaves only lasted for a year when it was not true, the shavings have to be done indefinitely to calm the curse, oh that curse that all young girls dreaded but us grown women have learned to love…

“My beloved people” our leader began “it has been brought to my attention that a new visitor walks our streets, this man is tall and blonde, his face should be recognized by you all since he has my family resemblance…, let us rejoice, my friends, since the one we have been waiting for has finally arrived!” he smiled as he looks to his side, to one of the men who worked as police officers and nodded, this man picked up his radio and said “Do it”

A sound of rustling leaves and a sudden thud, followed by a quiet Ouch drew everyone’s attention, there were loud gasps as everyone realized that the stranger, the one that claimed to be my brother was spying on us, and no one besides the secret police had noticed…

The young man fell hard and the two cops jumped down from the tree he was hiding on, they picked him up gently and escorted him up to the stage, he was dazed and a little bit disoriented from the fall I guess, he didn’t oppose much as the guards carried him up to where everyone could see, they were quickly allowing him to sit on a stool near a pole up there, cuffing his hands behind it…

“The heir has finally arrived my people, the one that is going to keep all of us safe!” said our leader clapping his hands loudly… everyone else joined in a few seconds later.

The applause seemed to have brought our visit to his senses, he shook his head a little and looked up, his arms struggled a little before he realized he was cuffed, he looked up carefully, his eyes told me he was scared, but also very determined…

“Let me go,” he said calmly to our leader “I do not know what did you do to her, but I’m here to take my sister back home with me”

Our leader walked up to him and smiled “Home?” he said taking a deep breath “My boy, you are home, you belong here, with us”

The young man looked around; he didn’t seem to understand very well what was going on, although the fierce look in his eyes made me tremble.

“Look, my father took us away from here because he knew that what you were doing here is wrong, he tried to keep us safe” the iron determination in his voice made many of us gasp.

“You know nothing boy, he ran away because he was scared, he didn’t want to carry the burden that he supposedly accepted when he married my daughter!” said my grandfather with a tint of anger in his voice “But now I understand… I understand that it all happened because that responsibility was not meant for him”

I was a little surprised by all of this, my mind got a little clouded, I felt sleepy, my mom smiled and took my arm, waking me up to the stage, a chair was brought up by the secret police, a barber chair similar to the one that grandpa had on his workshop up in the castle, my mom led me there and allowed me to sit on it, I smiled. My mom took a towel and cleared the shaving foam from her head; she turned my chair around to face him and then walked closer to our visitor.

“That task was meant for you my beloved son,” she said as tears ran down her cheeks, she knelt before him and hugged him with love “oh how I longed to see you, my beautiful beautiful boy”

He was shocked no doubt about that, he slowly looked down “Mom?” he asked innocently.

She smiled happily when she heard his voice calling her in such manner “Yes son, it’s me, Oh I’m so glad you are here…” she said kissing his face over and over.

“You have been missed,” said our leader “Grandson”

He looked up at him; it seemed he didn’t understand at all.

“I’m sorry we had to do all this, my son, your father was troubled, and he was dangerous to all of us, I couldn’t risk him harming you if I went to see you,” mother said tenderly getting up and walking behind him undoing his shackles.

He got up, certainly looked more tranquil than before, he sighed and took a deep breath, looking around at all of us “Look, I don’t know what is going on, I don’t know if you people are who you say you are” he said, sadness covering his voice “all I know, is that you did something horrible to my sister…”

His voice made something within my memory click, all the memories of my beloved brother returned to me as clear as they always had been before.

“Horrible Tygrus?” I interrupted him, I felt strange… almost like in a trance “There is nothing horrible about it” I got up from my seat and walked up to him, mother and grandfather looking at me surprised.

“Look around you my beloved brother, do you see the anguish in the faces of the women?”

He was sincerely confused, I could feel it, I felt the long lost bond between him and I return, he looked around once again, to the smiling faces of all the women that belonged to our village.

“No Ty” I said tenderly to him, placing my hand on his chest lovingly “we all cherish what we have to do, it’s not only our duty, it’s our pleasure…”

He looked at me with sheer disbelief, and with certain fear in his mind, he didn’t understand…

“Come, brother, come with me” I walked up to the chair, leaving him behind it “I know you will understand…
Shave me, brother…

Please…

Let our bond teach you why this is so important” his mouth moved but no words came out of it.

I sat sensually on the chair in front of him, crossing my legs and folded my hands on my lap “please…” I pleaded desire so evident in my voice.

He didn’t move, he didn’t react, he just stared at me, mother smiled, she walked up to him, picked a few things from the podium nearby, she cleaned the cream from my head, and handed him a shaving mug full to the top and a shaving brush…

He didn’t speak a word, he just smiled, picking up the brush and the mug, he started his work, like if he would have done it a thousand times before… He knew… Our bond was working, I could feel it, he was learning…
He covered my head with the cream tenderly, oh so much more tenderly than grandfather, his touched evoked fantasies and desires well hidden deep within my soul, the sensation was so arousing, his movements were slow and delicate, tender and loving, sending tingles all over my body, and that wonderful smell, it made me remember my first appointment…

He was thoughtful and thorough, the shaving brush danced all over my head until a firm coating of cream covered it, my brother then left the mug on the caring hands of our mother, Grandfather was pleased, he walked over us and proudly presented his gift, a pearl-handled steel razor, his best one if I remember correctly, brother hesitated a moment, looking into his eyes.

I sighed relaxed, smiling, he slowly reached for the razor, grandfather nodded approvingly, with a flick of his wrist it opened, he handled it with so much expertise that it seemed impossible to believe that it was his first time wielding one…

Brother smiled once again, he moved so expertly around me, he took the strop on the side of the chair and pulled it to him to make it taunt, he carefully ran the blade of the razor on it, up and down, sharpening it perfectly, his movements seemed so natural, so wonderful…

And then the razor was placed at my forehead… And slowly ran backward… From my forehead to my crown, and then down on my neck in one single fluid stroke… Gliding so gently over my skin, the edge of the razor was so marvelously sharp that it simply kissed my skin… The feeling that washed out all over me simply could not be described by words… I closed my eyes, opened my lips for a silent moan, and pressed my legs together tightly…

Then the second stroke came, just to the left of that one… His touch was so intense, I couldn’t believe it, I knew he hadn’t done anything like this before, yet…

I shot my head back as soon as the second stoke came to an end on my neck, moaning louder this time…

He gave a small laugh and placed three fingers on top of my head, pushing it tenderly up again, making me look straight once more, returning his blade to my head, but this time he didn’t remove his hand, making sure I couldn’t move my head at all, his pressure was gentle but incredibly strong, I really couldn’t move my head at all, good the feelings were unbelievable…

The razor glided at the right side of my head, clearing the foam and small stubble away… My breathing intensified…

He then shaved the other half of my head just as incredibly, my hands clutching the fabric of dress… I was on the verge of an orgasm… His hands then traveled all over my head, searching… I couldn’t believe how smooth my head felt… Not a single trace of hair or foam to be found… But it was not over for me…

With both hands still on my head, he pulled my head back… Forcing me to look up, into his dazzling eyes…

He took the mug once again… the brush carefully…

Approached my face…

The circular motions of the brush tenderly applying the foam to my face sent me to heaven… My lips open, my voice revealing what I was feeling right between my legs… It moved all over my cheeks… Then on my chin… He lingered there for a few seconds, slowing his movements, then he began to lather my neck, I didn’t understand what was going on, I knew that I felt great things when our leader did this but him… The feelings were so much more intense… I reached my climax right as he began spreading the foam on my upper lip… With just the tip of his finger…

One of his hands was placed tenderly above my forehead, he stood at my right side, the mug gone, and the shiny razor once again on his hands… I looked at it with dreamy eyes… And then he turned my head to look away from him, exposing my cheek… I slowly closed my eyes…

The razor was placed at my temple, with one smooth and perfect backhand stroke, the razor danced from my temple, down my cheek to the side of my lips; it was placed up again, just below the cleared path and shaved from my temple down to my jawline, near my neck… The third stroke cleared the cream from the rest of the cheek… Oh, that sensation…

It set my senses on fire, it just felt amazing…

My head was turned again, this time to face him; the same fluent erotic strokes were applied to my other cheek, the sensation down my stomach escalated…

He then gently pushed my head back a little bit more, so my neck was accessible to him… The razor placed at my neckline… And tenderly draw it up…

My moan was audible and full of desire, I opened my eyes halfway, a little bit ashamed when I realized, but he didn’t notice, he was very focused as well, the razor didn’t stop moving until it reached my chin, as he shaved the rest of my neck I squeezed my legs tightly again, trying not to explode and lose myself to that wonderful feeling that naughty razor was causing… as soon as my neck was clean, his movements seemed to speed up, my chin was shaved in three swift strokes, and my upper lip in just two more…

I raised my hands to my face, couldn’t find a trace of cream, nor a single nick… A perfect shave…

My brother stepped back; he flickered his wrist again and closed the razor, and then turned at grandfather looking at it…

“How…?” he managed to ask… A hint of fear in his voice.

“It is in your blood my boy,” said our grandfather solemnly

“But it was like a dream, I saw places… and women… And things… things out of nightmares…” said my brother, rising his hand offering the razor to grandfather.

“It’s yours now,” he said smiling “you saw history boy… The curse and the reason our family exists, now you understand…”

He looked at grandfather and then with grace and skill he pocketed the razor in a single fluid motion…

Mother came closer and embraced him from behind.

“Your skills seem to be exceptional my son, you are the one the legend speaks off…” she said smiling, giving him a strong hug “but your real test still awaits…”

She pointed up, to the castle, mother smiled and walked over to me, my eyes half-open, dazzled “can you walk?” was all she asked…

I smiled and got up, a little shaky but like a lady, she took my hand and then walked over to brother “let’s go darlings, there is still so much to do…”

It didn’t take us long to reach the castle and the secret way into the workshop of grandfather, my brother seemed distracted, confused, I could understand why, so much had happened, but he was finally home…

He left the hand of oud mother as soon as we reached the door, that old looking door… He took the handle and opened it slowly, walking in he looked around… He slowly moved to the center of the room, he lifted his arms sideways, looked up, and took a deep breath… Smiling…

We then saw the rose being drawn over his right forearm… With such an unbelievable tone of red…

He laughed a little… “Send the first one in,” he said…

I smiled happily as I walked to the metal door that led to the basement… I knew mother had prepared everything… I opened the door and revealed a beautiful girl standing there; she was tall, slim but very beautiful… Her eyes were large and inviting, her lips sported a shy smile, her long auburn tresses neatly combed into a ponytail, her name is Jessy… I looked at my brother and saw he couldn’t be more pleased… He didn’t say a word… He just walked over to the barber chair and turned it to face his client, his first “victim”…

Jessy sighed and slowly made her way to it and took her seat, brother moved around his shop now, knowing exactly what to get and where it was… A heavy linen cape was draped over Jessy… The sound of clippers popping to life surprised our mother and me.

“I do things differently…” was all he said pushing Jessy’s head down, placing the clippers at her nape…

Mother and I smiled, and each of us took our places in the waiting chairs, we looked at the door… He seemed to have made quite an impression at the town meeting… the line of women had already started to form…

“Welcome home… Our Girl’s barber…” was said softly…

There is a Legend in this town we live in, a Legend of a terrible curse that could be the end of all, and that women here suffered greatly because of it…

There might be one truth hidden in that legend… But let me tell you something… Us women… at the hands of our new leader… Well, I really wouldn’t say that we suffer at all…

The girl’s Barber (part2)

Leave a Reply Cancel reply