The Video Shoot Needed a Barber (Part 1)

Author’s note: This is part 1 of a longer story. I prefer not to break my stories up, but I haven’t had much time to write lately so I’m just going to publish this part and finish it later. 

 

Natalie was startled by the sound of the front door being unlocked. She looked at the lock screen on her phone. Shit! It was already 2:49 in the morning. She’d meant to clean up the apartment and get rid of the smell before her roommate got home from her shift at the strip club, but instead she had spent the last 8 hours doing nothing but binge watching trashy reality shows while chain smoking weed. Nina was going to be pissed. It wasn’t that Nina was uptight about it, she partook quite frequently herself, but she had already gotten upset with Natalie last week for buying more weed when she still owed her half of the rent and wasn’t currently employed.

Nina sniffed the air, but didn’t say anything.

Natalie and Nina had been best friends since high school, and roommates since they graduated 5 years ago. While people tended to think Natalie had chosen the more respectable path in life, going to cosmetology school, it was Nina who always paid the bills on time and almost had enough saved up to buy a house, thanks to her lucrative career as a stripper. Natalie, meanwhile, bounced around from barbershop to barbershop, never staying more than a year. She wasn’t even very good at cutting hair, but men always asked for her specifically and tipped generously. Still, she always spent that money as quickly as it came in.

“You uhh… re-upped with your guy?” Nina scolded, looking at the half full grinder on the coffee table.

“Yeah, I know, but this came from my friend Amanda. She had to pass a drug test for work so she just gave me what she had left instead of throwing it away” Natalie lied.

Nina didn’t seem to care. She loaded the one hitter and took a puff. “Don’t worry about it. Actually I was going to tell you I’ve got a way for you to make some quick cash while you’re looking for something longer-term.”

“Oh yeah?” Natalie perked up, relieved that she wasn’t going to be lectured about her financial habits again.

“Yeah, so, and hear me out here. So this girl I dance with at the Silk Stocking, Michelle, she goes by Mercedes on stage, she’s supposed to be in this video they’re shooting tomorrow. Apparently she’s getting her hair cut and their barber got sick and had to cancel, so they need someone who can cut her hair in like, 10 hours.” Nina explained.

“Oh I don’t do women’s hair. Never took any of the classes for it.” Natalie dismissed.

“Well no, like, they need a barber. She’s not going to be getting women’s haircuts.” Nina clarified.

“Wait what? So like she has short hair?” Natalie was confused.

“Well, she doesn’t have short hair right now, but that’s what the video is. She’s going to be having it cut very short. It’s a… uhh… ‘specialty film'” Nina made air quotes

“Uhh… wait what kind of video is this? Is this some sort of porno?” Natalie responded skeptically.

“It’s technically not porn. It’s fetish content. I mean, nobody is going to be fucking, in fact there are going to be no dicks out at all. They’ll pay you $100 for like, an hour’s work.”

“Ehh… if your best selling point is ‘no dicks out’ then I think I’m gonna have to pass.” Natalie dismissed her friend.

Nina glared. “How’s the job search coming?” Nina asked in a passive aggressive tone.

Natalie sighed. “Fine.”

“Great!” Nina smiled. “I’ll let ’em know you’re in. It’ll be easy money.”

The next day

Natalie arrived at the filming location, 10 minutes late and with a Frappucino in one hand and her box of hair cutting tools in the other. She’d expected a filming studio, but this was a house in a suburban neighborhood. A girl with long, curly red hair answered the door.

“Michelle?” Natalie asked.

“No, I’m Zoe, but she’s in the living room, you must be the barber. Come in!”

The interior of the spacious house had the telltale sterile decorations of an AirBnB. In the living room, a blonde girl was standing in front of a backdrop, wearing a short black dress while a man took pictures of her. Another woman, a tall brunette wearing workout gear over her toned, heavily-tattooed body, was waiting for them. She introduced herself to Natalie.

“Natalie? Hi, I’m Michelle, Nina’s friend!” she shook Natalie’s hand. “Thanks for coming on such short notice, you’re a lifesaver. Let me introduce you to Ron.”

“Ron?”

“Yeah, he’s the director. He wants to go over what you’re going to be doing before we start filming anything.”

A middle-aged man sat in front of a MacBook in a small office on the second floor, fidgeting with some video editing software.

“Hey Ron, this is Natalie, she’s the new barber.”

“Oh hi, nice to meet you, perfect timing! Right, so Travis and Joe are just finishing up the last of the pre-haircut photoshoots down there. So yeah, I guess you probably know the general gist of it. You’re going to be doing three haircut videos today.”

“Wait three? I thought it was just the one.”

“Well we scheduled it to do multiple shoots on the same day. It ain’t cheap to rent this place, and all the cameras.”

So I have to do 3 haircuts for $100?”

“A hundred each, yes.”

“Oh! Right. I knew that. Anyway, sorry to interrupt, you were saying?”

“Yeah, so you’re going to give a series of different haircuts. We’ll cut the scene after each cut, no pun intended, so we can make sure everyone is on the same page about what happens next. For example, the redhead, it’s going to be a ponytail chop, then a bob with an undercut, then a pixie, then a crew cut. Don’t worry too much about making the intermediary cuts look perfect, they’re not gonna have ’em for long. And try not to say anything if you don’t have to. You’re going to be the one doing all the work, but you’re not exactly going to be the star.”

Natalie was shocked by that. The girl who greeted her at the door had such long, pretty hair and she was going to reduce it to a crew cut!

By the time Natalie got downstairs, two men were unloading a barber chair from a van parked in the garage. They placed it in front of the backdrop from the photoshoot. The redhead sat in the chair and helped them adjust and focus their cameras on her.

Ron came down to give Natalie further instructions.

“Ok so for the first scene, what you’re going to do is put the cape on her, tie her hair into a ponytail, and then chop it, just above where you tie it. We need to keep it intact. Try to do it slowly and draw it out a bit, and be sure to smile at the camera.”

“Ok, can do.”

The redheaded girl, Zoe, seemed to know what was going to happen to her, but even though the cameras hadn’t started rolling yet, she didn’t look distressed at all. She actually looked excited.

Ron gave the signal and they started filming. Natalie threw the cape over Zoe’s body and pulled her voluminous curls through, letting them fall almost to the floor. After tying the hair into a ponytail, she placed the large shears at the base and hesitated. It felt wrong to do what she was about to do, but the girl in the chair seemed to be genuinely smiling with full knowledge of what was supposed to happen. Natalie closed the shears. There wasn’t much resistance but she remembered to take her time and made it take a few chops before the hair was fully severed. Ragged ginger curls fell to the cape, now hanging just above the shoulders.

Natalie’s heart raced. She had never cut that much hair from one person. Sure, she’d severed the ponytails of many men who finally realized they weren’t pulling it off, but never this much hair, this thick, this beautiful. She stared at it, hanging lifelessly from her left hand.

“And cut! Ok great job Natalie. Just hand that hair to Zoe. So we’re going to take some photos of you holding the ponytail, and then next we’re going to do the chin length bob with the undercut.” Ron instructed. The camera men took some shots of the redhead holding her severed mane like a trophy. The next scene was ready to start.

Natalie normally could have performed the cut with ease, but her hands were shaking with excitement. How was this girl so calm? Minutes ago, she’d had long, gorgeous red hair that took years to go, now the hair at the back and sides was being buzzed down to a fraction of an inch. Natalie attempted to cut the remaining hair to a uniform length, but instead produced a ragged, amateurish cut. Oh well, as Ron said, she wouldn’t have that haircut for long.

They shot the next set of photos, and now Natalie cut Zoe’s hair into what could technically be described as a pixie. She seemed to be having the time of her life feeling her hair dwindle to almost nothing. One more round of photos, and then Natalie gave her a crew cut. The floor was covered in a mountain of red hairs of varying lengths, and the woman in the chair was completely unrecognizable from before.

Natalie needed a smoke after that, and she headed to the back yard to have a cigarette while the crew cleaned up. The newly shorn redhead joined her.

“Wow, that was intense!” Natalie said as she exhaled.

“Yeah! I can’t believe that just happened!” Zoe said as she rubbed her fuzzy head.

“So. If you don’t mind me asking, what made you do this? Is it just like, a situation where you needed the money?” Natalie inquired.

“No, not at all.” Zoe shrugged “I’ve had really long hair all my life, just wanted to try something way shorter for once while I’m still in college. If I really hate having short hair, it’ll grow back. But that felt good. Cathartic.”

Natalie couldn’t wait for the next cut to start. It took a considerable amount of time to sweep and mop up the detritus of the first haircut. The blonde girl she’d seen earlier introduced herself as May. She was a waitress at one of the clubs where Natalie performed.

“Ok so…” Ron interrupted them “This time it’s going to be different than before. So, you’re gonna divide her hair into halves and tie them into ponytails. Then you’re going to buzz off one half with the clippers, no guard, then shave it with the straight razor, then we’ll cut for photos.”

It was difficult for Natalie to contain her excitement. First she got to cut down a glorious cascade of red hair, now she would get to make this beautiful blonde girl completely bald! Get to! An hour ago, this was an unenviable gig she’d been guilt tripped into taking, now she’d completely forgotten she was even getting paid. Though Natalie had never considered herself a lesbian, or even bi, she had to admit to herself that this was turning her on, in a big way.

This time, there was no cape. May stripped down to her bra and panties and sat in the chair. The camera started rolling and Natalie wasted no time dragging the clippers through one of May’s pigtails, starting in the middle and moving out. She held the severed hair like a trophy for the cameras to see, then lathered her scalp and started shaving it smooth with the straight razor. This was a routine task that Natalie had performed hundreds, if not thousands, of times, but using her old friend the straight razor on a woman’s scalp was anything but routine. She had to focus to keep her hands from shaking.

“And cut! That was great, Natalie. Love how enthusiastic you looked. Keep up that energy.” Ron called out.

May rubbed the smooth side of her scalp. “Whoa, this is so cool. Can I go look in the mirror now or do I have to wait until the end?”

“Sure, go ahead” Ron instructed her. “We’ll clean this up and then start shooting photos in 10.

Ron had to go get May 10 minutes later to start the photo shoot. She was still staring at herself in the mirror and rubbing her head. They got some sexy photos of her posing with the severed pigtail and rubbing her bare head. She sat back down so Natalie could finish the job. The rest was a blur of buzzing and lathering and scraping to Natalie. Before she knew it, all of May’s blonde locks were gone and she was looking at a bare scalp. She rubbed some lotion on May’s head to give it a nice shine.

Natalie went outside to smoke while they shot the after photos. She needed a cigarette after that. Michelle joined her a couple minutes later.

“Looks like you’re really enjoying this” she chided Natalie. “Hope you’re ready for the grand finale!”

“Oh yeah, what’s grand about it?” Natalie asked.

“Well, for one thing, I’m gonna be fully naked.” Michelle smiled.

“Wow seriously? How much is Ron paying you for this? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“Nothing.” Michelle responded. “Ron’s my boyfriend. He confessed to me early on in the relationship that he had a fetish for watching women get their heads shaved. He used to subscribe to this website that had all these head shave videos, but they haven’t put any out for a while. Apparently the owner was a real piece of shit and went to jail. So I encouraged him to start making his own. That way he can make exactly the videos he wants, and we can make sure that all the models are… lets say… ethically sourced. I promised that I’d be in his first shoot if he did.”

“Oh, I didn’t even know you two were together. So is this something you have a fetish for too?”

“Ehh, not really, but I’ll try just about anything at least once. Plus, I’ve always wanted to get a tattoo on my scalp. Kinda running out of places to put them. I love the idea of getting some ink that I can cover up by growing my hair over it, and nobody even knows it’s there, and then one day, my husband can reveal it all over again.”

“Your husband? I thought you said Ron was your boyfriend?” Natalie asked, confused.

“He is, and if he ever wants me to shave my head again after today, he better get me a damn ring already.” she laughed.

Michelle’s shoot took a little longer to set up. The cameramen carried a stripper pole from the van and set it up in the living room. Zoe had already gotten her money and left, but May was helping with the setup. She wanted to stick around and watch. Michelle emerged from one of the downstairs bedrooms in her full work attire: clear high heels, fishnet stockings, booty shorts and a skimpy top with long sleeves.

Ron gave everyone their instructions. The cameras started rolling, and Michelle danced as she had done so many times, giving the camera a seductive grin.

“You want to see me take this all off?” she asked the camera.

She danced around the pole and began to climb it, spinning in circles as she ascended. Hanging upside down by her legs, she swiftly took off her top, then removed the bra beneath it, exposing her firm C-cup breasts with pierced nipples and heart-shaped floral tattoos around each areola. In an impressive display of skill, she twirled around about 6 feet in the air and pulled down her shorts with one hand while gripping the pole with the other. She kicked them aside and then did the same thing with the G-string beneath, showing off her freshly-shaved pussy with a devil tattoo on her pubic mound. Spreading her legs wide, she even managed to get her heels and stockings off while twirling in the air. She flipped over and jumped off, landing on the floor in the superhero pose.

“Did you like that?” she looked in the camera “What’s that? You said you want me to take it ALL off? Well, if you insist!”

Michelle strutted over to the barber chair where Natalie awaited and sat down. She turned to Natalie.

“Lets take it all off!”

Natalie did as she had been briefed. Starting with the clippers with a #5 guard, she mowed a strip right down the middle from the very front to the very back, and then kept going further and further outwards. Unlike the last two shoots, she didn’t tie the hair up beforehand. Loose, long strands of dark hair cascaded down Michelle’s body, landing on her breasts, in her lap and on the floor. When Michelle no longer possessed any strands longer than a fraction of an inch, Natalie popped the guard off the clippers and began to make another pass. A couple minutes later, Michelle’s scalp had nothing but the faintest of stubble. Natalie could feel the dampness between her legs at this point. Michelle looked at her, sniffed the air and grinned.

“You missed a couple spots.” Michelle pointed at her eyebrows. Natalie quickly erased those as well.

Next, she lathered Michelle’s scalp and eyebrows and gave her a straight razor shave. At Michelle’s insistence, she made a second pass just to make sure she got everything, then oiled and polished her head until it shined. When she was satisfied, Michelle returned to the pole and did another acrobatic dance until Ron gave the signal to cut.

As Natalie’s heart rate began to slow back down to a normal level, she began to pack up her gear while May and the cameramen cleaned everything up and carried things to the van. Ron and Michelle disappeared, ostensibly to go get the cash to pay everyone. A couple minutes later, Natalie heard the very distinctive sounds of two people fucking.

When they came downstairs, looking sweaty and relaxed, they dispensed the cash, crisp hundred dollar bills.

“So umm…” Natalie asked Michelle and Ron “Let me know if you need a barber for any future shoots. I could use the easy money.”

Michelle giggled. “Yeah… I can tell you’re clearly just in it for the money. Tell you what. Once Ron finishes editing these videos, we’ll send them to you. On the house. So you can… you know… see how you look.”

“Oh uhh… sure… I guess I’ll check them out.” Natalie responded, trying not to sound too excited.

“Of course” Ron added “We’re always looking for more models, so if you know anyone who might be interested, we’ll pay you a finder’s fee.”

Michelle interjected “And if you can somehow convince your roommate to take the plunge, we’ll double it. Believe me, I’ve tried, but she said no and I respect that. Unlike me and May, Nina doesn’t wear a wig when she’s at work, so it’s always been a hard pass for her. You know her a lot better than I do, so maybe you can be more persuasive.”

“Or” Ron added “If you’d like to earn a lot more cash, you could also be a model yourself…”

Michelle nudged him and gave him and angry look “Ron!”

“Hey it can’t hurt to ask!”

 

To Be Continued…