The Whole Makeover

It was the end of Spring. Summer was almost here and everyone wanted to be outside for the warm weather after hibernating all winter. It was like the streets finally woken up and everyone was outside. Cleo and her partner Quinn had slept in and had just woken up.

“I’ve got a surprise for you…” Quinn said softly to her girlfriend Cleo.

“What kind of surprise?” Cleo asked reluctantly. Quinn always had something up her sleeve.

“So, remember how you’ve been talking about getting your hair done? Well, I thought I’d go ahead and book your appointment for you. It’s at a new place but it’s really nice!”

“Really? Aw baby thank you! I’ve been so tired of my hair lately- just everything about it” Cleo was very pleasantly surprised but excited. Her hair was past her shoulders and the copper color was pretty grown out. Her natural brown roots were almost to her eyebrows. She’s been talking about a change for months.

“I know my love, that’s why I went ahead and got your appointment set up so you would stop talking about it!” Quinn teased Cleo.
“Shut up! You know how I procrastinate things!” Cleo playfully shoved Quinn into their bed.

The two of them pulled up the hair salon. It looked a little different than the salons Cleo usually went to. In fact, it looked more like a barber shop than a hair salon.
“This is the right place?” Cleo asked, “Are you sure they can do color here?”

“Baby, it’s fine. And yes I already checked their website- they do everything here.” Quinn reassured her.

Cleo trusted her girlfriend. I mean why wouldn’t she? They’ve been together for a year and a half and she always has been trustworthy and loyal to Cleo.

Cleo reluctantly followed Quinn into the “Hair salon”. As they opened the doors Cleo felt a cold breeze of AC. She shivered. The hairstylist walked up to the two of them. She had long brown hair and looked like she was in her 40s. She wore all black.

“Appointment for Cleo?” The stylist looked to Quinn for confirmation. That’s weird, Cleo was standing right next to her. Maybe she got Cleo and Quinn mixed up.
Quinn butted in, “Cleo is all ready for you!”

The stylist showed Cleo to her chair. It was an old school barber chair that could recline backwards. In front of her was a full length mirror. The stylist strapped a tight neck strip around Cleo’s neck and snapped a long hair cutting cape over her.
“So! What are you thinking today?” The stylist asked.
“I was thinking just-“ Cleo’s speech immediately got interrupted.

Quinn interrupted- “Take it short. I’m thinking pretty tight around the nape, maybe a number 1 faded to skin. Then the top can be longer like a lip length bob. Keep it shorter in the back so the undercut is exposed though.”

Cleo’s eyes went completely wide and her face immediately felt red and hot. Was this some sort of joke? Cleo told Quinn about her haircutting fetish a few months ago but she never thought Quinn would act on it.

“wh-what?” Cleo could barely get her words out. “Quinn, are you joking? I-I just thought I was getting some color and a trim,” Cleo laughed nervously.

“Not today baby. You’ve been talking about a hair change for quite some time now. I’m sick of hearing about it and nothing getting done. It’s time to get all that hair cleaned up nice and tight.” Quinn stood next to the stylist with her arms crossed. She actually looked pretty serious.

“No no no, I said I was talking about a TRIM. That’s it! Nothing about shaving!” Cleo felt her face get hot again when she said the word “shaving”. God, why was she like this.

Before Cleo could get another protest out, the stylist and Quinn strapped Cleo’s wrists to the chair with a leather buckle. Then, they strapped each ankle to the bottom of the chair.
“Please baby don’t do this. I’m sorry I kept talking about it, I won’t do it anymore I’m sorry!” Cleo pleaded but Quinn’s mind was already made up.

“Just do it”, Quinn smiled and told the stylist.

The stylist tilted Cleo’s head all the way down so that her chin was pointed to her chest. Her heart was racing.
Bzzzzzzzzzzz 

Oh god. I can’t believe this is happening. This is so humiliating. I never wanted to even cut my hair this short! Cleo thought to herself. The electric clippers made their way up to Cleo’s nape. The cold metal of them made her wince.

“Awww is it too cold for you baby?” Quinn mocked as she watched Cleo’s long hair get sheared off.
Cleo felt her face get even brighter red and clenched her thighs together. She could not let Quinn know she was enjoying this in any way.

The clippers slowly shaved off most of Cleo’s hair, leaving her with an undercut right up to her occipital bone, about a 2 guard all over. Cleo felt the cold air brush up against her now shaved nape. It made her red but she still kept her head all the way down. She could not let Quinn see her like this.

“what’s the matter, a little bit too short?” Quinn teased again.
Cleo finally managed to get out some words, “it is pretty short. Is it done now?”
“Done?? No, you’ve barely even started!” Quinn giggled. “Take it tighter on the bottom- I want to see skin.”
Cleo’s face immediately flushed again when Quinn said the word “skin”. Does she mean like..bald?
The stylist got out a different pair of clippers that looked smaller. She turned them on and the hum sound made Cleo throb.
Carefully, she carved a line around Cleo’s shaved undercut, and shaving it completely down to skin towards the bottom. The air felt even colder on her now bald nape. Cleo felt so helpless and submissive. The stylist slowly faded each section into a clean bald fade.

“Much better. She looks a lot cleaner now.” Quinn said as if Cleo wasn’t sitting right in front of her.

to be continued????

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