Headshaved by roadside barber

It was afternoon and I was in school scratching my head recursively. That's when my teacher walked to me and saw my head. My scalp was red due to continuous stitching. Her home was close to my home so one day she visited me and asked me to call my mother. In a few minutes, my mother came out and they started talking. But before they began talking my mother asked me to go and make tea for both of them. I was in the kitchen making tea when the teacher informed my mother about my itchy scalp and bruises happened due to that.  Then my mother looked at me in the kitchen, even then I was scratching my scalp. Now, my mother started getting worried, and after thinking the whole night she came up with the solution. The next day it was Sunday and no school. In the afternoon when the crowd on the street is less, she asked me to get ready as we are going to market. I did the same and while going she took one scarf. I asked why this scarf but she did not answer and we left. While walking in the market we saw the crowd was less but the barber shop was filled. Well, the solution my mother had in her mind was needed a barber but as the barber shop was full we had to come back. While coming we saw one barber who had a small shop under the tree. She took me there and asked me to sit on the chair which was placed in front of the mirror. I refused but my mother forced me to sit. I was very upset. I told her I didn't want to cut my hair but she refused and said that I had an itchy scalp and that if we don't do anything now it may get worse. At last, I agreed and sat on the chair but I told her I won't cut it too short. I sat on a chair then my mother said something in the barber's ear but I could not hear it. The barber nodded his head and came to me and put the white cape on my body leaving my head. Then he took water and started spraying water on my hair. Then he went in front of me and started taking a comb, a scissor, and a straight razor. He came and stood behind me and started combing my long hair. Then suddenly he took the straight razor and started shaving my head from the top. For a few seconds, I didn't know how to react but then I started crying. I tried to get up with a partially shaved head when my mother came and held me back and scolded me. I sat there crying, the barber was running a straight razor on my head making me bald. I was watching myself getting my head shaved bald. The center portion was completely shaved bald. My mother was watching my head shave to make sure there was no hair left on my head and it was shaved as smooth as it could.  After shaving my head, the barber dusted the powder on my shaved head and then cleaned it with the brush. Then my mother paid the barber and handed me the scarf to cover my shaved head. While going home people were staring at me and a few women even asked my mother to which my mother responded that due to hair treatment, I shaved my head. I wasn't able to sleep because the next day I had to go to school with the same shaved bald head.

Head shaved by a bald woman

That day, I was feeling very uneasy. I wanted to do something to quench my thirst for headshave. I was working very hard to hold my urge toward headshave, but today it was getting worse. I saw an article in the newspaper placed in front of me. The article stated if you need fun call this number and the number was listed below. I never tried such services before but today I was not in control and thought of trying it. This might help me to suppress my urges for headshave. I called that number, there was a woman on another line, she asked me if I had any preferences. I didn't know what to say so I replied stating I am good with whatever they offer. Then she took my address and disconnected the call. After one hour my doorbell rang. I opened the door and there she was, a beautiful blond-haired woman. She came in and started asking me what I wanted to do. I told her that this was my first time. She laughed and said not to worry she would take care of it. Then she came and stood in front of me and said would it be fine if she took off her wig. I said yes. Then she removed the wig. I was surprised to see her without a wig. Her head was smooth shaved. no hair at all on her head. My eyes were stuck on her shaved head. She came to me and said, she shaved her head today for one of the clients, he had wired fantasy. I was still looking at her shaved head. Then she came closer to me and without her permission, I placed my head on her and started rubbing it. Within a few seconds, she knew that even I had a thing for shaved heads. She said that she thought I would call for a replacement as she was bald, but it turned out to be different. I told her that I didn't want to do anything to her but just wanted to talk about her head shaving experience. She gave me a strange look but came and sat next to me and then she said that she was fine with that. She started narrating her experience of shaving her head in front of a client with a razor. Rubbing oil on her shaved head and massaging it. Then I asked if she would shave my head if I paid her extra. She said yes, it is better than what she usually does. Then she asked me if I had any head shaving tools. I replied stating no. Then she asked me if we could go to her place. I agreed to her offer and we went. Her house was neat and clean. She asked me to wait in the living room while she prepared the place. Once the place was set up she called me in. It was a closed room, colored red, and one chair was placed in the center room with straps on it. She made me sit on the chair and tied me. Then she placed a straight razor, bowl of water in front of me. She took some water and started massaging my head. I closed my eyes. Then I asked her if she could place a mirror in front of me so I could see myself getting my head shaved. She agreed and placed a mirror in front. I was watching her standing behind me and massaging my head. Then she took the straight razor and the moment she was about to shave my head I stopped her. I asked her if she could remove her wig and shave my head. I wanted to see her shaved head while she was shaving mine. I smiled and removed the wig and threw it in the corner. Now it was time, she placed the straight razor in the middle of my head and started shaving it. I could hear the sound of hair scraping off my scalp. The feeling of a blade running on the scalp and making it bald. The hair falling on the ground and the cold wind kissing my shaved scalp. I never thought of getting my head shaved like this. She did not judge me and agreed to my fantasy, I was happy to find her. Once she was done shaving my head from the top, she bent my head and started shaving it from the back. The shaved hair fell on her feet and covered her sandals. After shaving my head I saw myself in the mirror. My head was smooth and bald. She was standing next to me rubbing her hand on my shaved head while I was looking at her and her shaved bald head. Then she untied me and the first thing I did was rub my hand on my shaved head. Then she bent her head and asked me to rub her head. I did and found that she shaved my head smoother than her. Then she asked me to take a bath with her where she cleaned the shaved hair off my body. I was rubbing her bald head and kissing her while she was doing the same. After the shower, I asked her if she would shave my head again. She said that she would surely shave my head but could not assure me that she would be holding the same bald head look that she had now and we both started laughing.

Headshave in office

It was past 7 pm. I was working in the office hoping everyone would leave, but I was wrong. That's when I heard the sound of a switch. I saw my boss Seema walking out of the cabin. While walking toward the exit, she saw me, came to me, and asked me why I was still in the office. The office was closed. I replied to her saying we are close to the deadline of the ongoing project which needs to be completed by today. She responded to it by stating that the project deadline was extended by a few weeks so we have ample time to work on it. Then she asked if I would like to accompany her for coffee. I agreed and we both left. While chatting over coffee we discussed our past, likes, and hobbies. I told her that its deadline had been extended. I wasn't completely ready for the presentation. Then she asked me what issues, to which I replied that I needed time to go over the presentation. And look at me, I look like a mess. I wanted to visit a barbershop for a haircut. Hearing that Seema went mute for a while and said, what kind of haircut you were thinking? I replied nothing fancy, just a side fade. Then Seema said, what about completely clean? I didn't get it at first but later I got what she said and I started laughing and replied, Well I can do it but maybe not look good with a shaved head. Seema said you cannot conclude without doing it. I was looking into Seema's eye and said, I will try it once our meeting is over. Seema got excited hearing that and said, Why wait till that day? Let's shave your head and trust me you will look very handsome. I was puzzled hearing Seema's determination to shave my head. I told her if she wanted me to shave my head, then I will shave my head tomorrow. But Seema didn't want to wait and she insisted on getting it done right away. I was thinking about this and Seema again asked me to get up and shave my head. I was out of options so I agreed and we left the coffee shop. While walking I saw one barbershop so I headed toward it but Seema stopped me and said where are you going. I told her that I was going to the barbershop to shave my head. Then Seema said that she thought I would let her shave my head. Now things were getting strange. I asked her if she really wanted to shave my head. To which she responded by saying yes. Now as I already agreed to shave my head, I went with her to her house because that was the place where she planned to shave my head. After reaching her home she asked me to wait in the living room. Meanwhile, she went into another room and brought one box. She opened that box and removed a straight razor and some shaving cream. I asked her why she had a straight razor. She said that she used it to shave her legs. Well, that was weird, she could have used the hair removal cream, but anyway, it was her choice. Then she walked behind me and started applying the shaving cream on my dry hair. The shaving cream was falling on my clothes but she asked me not to worry, she would clean it later. After covering my head in shaving cream she lifted the straight razor and opened it swiftly. Then she placed it in the middle of my head and started shaving it toward my back. One big chunk of shaved hair fell on my back. The place where she ran the razor felt different. She slowly shaved my head from the top and once it was completely shaved, she shaved my head from the back. Once it was done from the back, she shaved both sides as well. Now My head is completely shaved. Then sat in front of me and said I was right. You look more handsome with a shaved head. I told Seema that I had my head shaved in the past but only with a clipper, this was the first time I got my head shaved with a straight razor. Then Seema asked me to change my clothes. She had unisex tracksuits which I put on. Then she asked me to leave and she will get my clothes in the office. I left and went home rubbing my smooth shaved head. Next day everyone was laughing and asking me about my shaved but I did not tell anyone how and who shaved my head. Today again I waited in the office until everyone left the office except Seema. Then Seema walked to me and returned my clothes, rubbed her hand on my shaved head and said, she was thinking I should give a presentation with a shaved head. It will make a very good impression. Then I asked her when the presentation was. Seema said that it is next week. It means she will shave my head again next week. That will be fun.

Seema asked Priya to shave her head

Seema sat at her office desk, staring blankly at the computer screen in front of her. Every sound around her seemed muted as her mind wandered to the bold decision she had contemplated for days. She had always wanted to shave her head, the thought both exhilarating and nerve-wracking. The desire to feel the cool air on her bare scalp, the freedom of shedding her locks, no hair on her head, looking at her smooth shaved head in the mirror, it all seemed so alluring. But there was a voice of doubt in her mind, whispering tales of societal norms and expectations. Would she look strange? Would people judge her? These questions tugged at her, pulling her away from the edge of making the decision she truly wanted. That's when Priya Aunty came to her mind. Priya was the experienced barber at the beauty parlor Seema frequented, a woman known for her skillful hands and compassionate nature. Seema remembered how Priya had always listened to her client's desires and fears, guiding them through each cut and style with patience and understanding. With a newfound determination, Seema made her way to the beauty parlor that evening. Priya greeted her with a warm smile, sensing the apprehension in Seema's eyes. As they sat down, Seema hesitantly broached the subject of a head shave. Priya's eyes widened in surprise listening to Seema's desire to shave her head bald and smooth, but she could see the longing and uncertainty in Seema's gaze. She listened intently as Seema poured out her thoughts, her fears, and her desires. And in that moment, Priya knew that she had to be the one to help Seema realize her dream and shave her head bald. With a reassuring nod, Priya led Seema to the chair and prepared her tools. Then she poured water on her hair to make them wet. Now without wasting time, Priya took the straight razor and started shaving Seema's head. As the first strands of hair fell to the floor, Seema felt a rush of emotions overwhelm her. The feeling of the Straight razor shaving her scalp smooth and her head shaving her scalp was like a promise of liberation. After running the razor all over Seema's head, her head was free from all the hair from her head. Now there was a smooth and shiny shaved head that Seema dreamed of having. As the last of her hair was shaved away, Seema opened her eyes to meet her reflection. She saw not just a bald head, but a woman who had embraced her true self, unburdened by the weight of expectations. A smile graced her lips as she tentatively raised a hand to touch her smooth shaved bald scalp, feeling the rush of exhilaration and joy flood her senses. Priya stood back, her eyes shining at the transformation she had helped Seema in her decision to shave her head. In that moment, Seema realized that sometimes, it takes a leap of faith and a helping hand to uncover the true beauty that lies within. Seema left the beauty parlor that night, the cool night air caressing her bald head, Seema knew that she had found a newfound sense of freedom and confidence in her journey of self-discovery.

Headshave Roleplay

Seema was in a big house owned by Ron. One day, Ron came from the office and sat on a chair in the living room. Seema quickly came holding a glass full of water. Then Ron said, "I am feeling very tired, massage my head". Seema did as asked by her master. While massaging Ron said, "What do you think about my hair?". Seema replied in a scared tone, " Your hair looks good master." Then Ron said, "Is that what you think? Now go and bring me the silver box placed in the bedroom." Seema quickly went and brought the box and placed it in front of Ron. Then Ron said in a dominating voice, "Do you know how to shave?" Seema kept her head down and said, " No, master. I don't know." Then Ron said, " Then let me teach you. Open the box and remove all the things on the table." Seema quickly opened the box and found there was a straight razor in the box, which she removed and placed on the table. Then Ron instructed Seema to get some water and shaving foam. Seema went into the room and returned after a few minutes holding a jar of water and a bottle of shaving foam. After seeing Seema had brought all the required items, Ron asked Seema to put some water on his head and make his hair wet. Seema took some water from the jar and sprinkled it on Ron's head. Then she started massaging his head. Once his hair was wet, Ron asked Seema to take shaving foam and rub it on his head. Seema took a handful of shaving foam and rubbed it on Ron's head until his head was completely covered in the shaving foam. Now it was time to main action. Ron closed his eyes and asked Seema to shave his head and keep shaving until Ron's head was shaved smooth. Seema picked the Straight razor and stood behind. Then she placed the razor in the front of his forehead and started shaving it toward the back, which drew a big shaved scalp line in the center of Ron's head. Ron smiled due to the feeling of getting his scalp shaved. The Seema again ran razon in the same direction. After every stroke of the razor, she was wiping off the shaved hair on her palm. After a few strokes of the straight razor, Ron's center middle part was completely shaved. Then Seema bent his head and started shaving it from the back. This time half of his shaved hair fell in the back and stuck between the chair and his body. Seema was slowly running a razor on his head making his head bald. After some time his back portion was also shaved bald. Now there was no hair left in his head except both sides which Seema shaved with a few strokes of a razor. Then Ron opened his eyes, looked at Seema, and asked, "Now tell me, how do I look with a shaved head?" Seema said, " Master, you are looking very handsome." Then Ron asked Seema to come closer and rub his shaved head. Seema walked closer to Ron, placed her hands on his shaved head, and started rubbing his head. While rubbing his shaved head Seema came in front of Ron, sat in his lap, and kissed him while her hands were still running on his smooth shaved head. Then Ron said, "So how was it?" Seema said looking into Ron's eye, "It was awesome. I like shaving your head." Then Ron said, "You can shave my head as many times as you want." Then Seema said, "After two weeks we will again shave your head but this time I will be your mistress, so it is better you obey me and get your head shaved by me nicely." Ran replied looking at her, " Yes, Mistress." Then they both laughed and continued kissing.

Wife headshaved for cheating

Seema and Ron had been married for less than a month when Ron found out that she had cheated on him. Seema had had an affair and as if that wasn’t humiliating enough she’d been with his best friend, the best man at his wedding. Ron knew that this was the end of his marriage with Seema but, he was determined to humiliate her as she had humiliated him. Ron wanted to give Seema a punishment she would never forget and a punishment everybody would know about. Ron checked the time, 4:30pm, he knew if he was quick he could dash to the store and get all he would need to punish his wife. Ron got home just before 6pm and could tell from the silence in the house that Seema had not yet got home from work. Ron carried his shopping up the stairs and unpacked the items in the bathroom, he then went downstairs to the dining room and carried a chair up to the bathroom. No sooner had the scene for Seema’s punishment been set Ron heard the door slam and Seema shout up the stairs ‘Hey babe, you upstairs? Come down and give me a kiss. Ron went downstairs and confronted his wife with what he knew. As Ron approached his wife he thought about how beautiful she was – her long golden hair falling in gentle waves to her waist, her big blue eyes, pale porcelain skin. It wasn’t hard to believe that Seema had men queuing around the block for her… but not after tonight. Ron thought to himself. Ron gave Seema a kiss ‘Seema, should we go upstairs? I have a new game to play with you in the bathroom. I want you to close your eyes and follow my instructions. Ron said. Seema obliged and closed her eyes. Hold my hand and I’ll guide you up the stairs. Seema blindly followed Ron up the stairs and into the bathroom. ‘Keep your eyes closed, I’m going to start with you’ Ron told her. Seema was becoming increasingly excited by this, she loved it when Ron would take control like this. Seema was feeling a little chilly but too excited to care. ‘Sit down.’ Ron said harshly and pushed on her shoulders to place her in the chair. Seema still had her eyes tightly closed not wanting to ruin Ron’s surprise for her. Seema could feel something rope-like being tied around her arms, legs, and waist binding her to the chair. Finally, Ron told Seema to open her eyes. Seema opened her eyes to see herself in front of the full-length bathroom mirror bound to a chair. In Seema’s mind, this was just a game she and her husband were about to play. Or so she thought. Ron stood behind Seema and began running his fingers through her golden locks, for what he knew would be the last time. ‘I know about you and Max’ Ron stated. Seema tried to speak but Ron cut her off. ‘Don’t lie and say you didn’t, because I’ve seen the proof. I won’t divorce you but I am going to punish you. At this point, Seema’s heart was racing and she was considering what Ron would do to punish her. But nothing prepared her for what he said next. ‘It pains me to do this. You know how much I love your hair. But I need you to learn a lesson and the only way for me to trust you again is for me to be confident you won’t cheat again. And after this there won’t be many people who want to be with you’ Ron laughed towards the end and by now, Seema was starting to panic. Ron finally ended the suspense by telling Seema ‘As a punishment for your infidelity I’m going to shave your head. So you’d best take one last look in the mirror because after this you will be so bald that your head shines’. Seema began to cry but this did not deter Ron and he picked up the scissors without hesitation. Seema stared at the mirror, making eye contact with Ron as she said ‘Please baby, don’t do this. Anything else but not this. I promise I will never cheat again’. Ron took a large chunk of hair at the front of Seema’s head and held it out so she could see its full length, he slid the scissors in an inch above her scalp and snipped. Large wet tears poured down Seema’s face as Ron took lock by lock of her hair and cut it off throwing the shorn pieces onto Seema’s lap so she could see the full extent of the devastation. With each snip, the pile of hair in Seema’s lap and on the floor grew larger than the remaining hair on her head. Within 15 minutes Seema’s glorious golden mane had been reduced to a short, shaggy boy haircut with not a single strand longer than 1.5 inches. Seema sobbed as she looked at her reflection. Ron laughed at her and teased ‘You’re not so beautiful now with your hair on the floor are you?’ He then started rummaging behind her and plugging a mysterious item into the wall. Within seconds a buzz sound came to life and Seema begged Ron again not to shave her head. Without mercy Ron held Seema’s chin forcing her to look in the mirror as he placed the clippers at the top of her forehead, the clippers paused there for a moment and then mowed a clean strip into Seema’s head. On either side of the strip were short tufts of mousy blonde hair and the clippers had left the shortest of stubble on Seema’s head. Seema sobbed harder than ever as Ron kept plowing the clippers through the remains of her previously beautiful hair. Ron was deliberate in where the hair fell and tried his best to make most of the hair fall directly in front of Seema’s eyes. It took Ron not more than 20 minutes to shear Seema’s hair off and leave her with a short sprinkling of stubble across her scalp, the stubble was so light in color that it could easily be mistaken that Seema had no hair at all. But Ron wasn’t finished yet. Ron bent down in front of Seema and looked her in the eyes as he said ‘All of your beautiful hair is gone, well nearly all’. With that final remark, he picked up a can of shaving cream and a razor and began smearing the shaving cream over Seema’s head. Ron scraped the razor from the front of Seema’s head to the back, removing any stubble in the path of the razor. Periodically Ron would run his hands across Seema’s smooth scalp to check for stray hairs and, when on his final inspection he was satisfied she was totally bald. He picked up the towel, dried her head, and untied her. Seema had run out of tears by now and looked at her reflection numbly. She was so ugly with no hair, surely nobody including Ron could be attracted to her now. Ron kissed her smooth shaved head and rubbed her head.

Headshave roadtrip

It was Saturday. Seema and I were tired from office stress and planned to rest the whole day. No plans to go out to visit friends or such. I was lying on the Sofa reading, and She was searching for something in the cabinet. After a few minutes, she stopped. It seems she found it. Then she sat on the bed and started reading the book. The book looked old. Maybe it was from the time of her college. I went in and asked her, "What is that?" She looked at me and gave me a seductive smile. She said it was a storybook. She and her friend Priya used to write their fantasy into this book as stories. I asked her If I could read it. To which she replied, "Sure, but I doubt you will understand." My left eyebrow raised with curiosity and then I took the book from her hand. She was correct. It was written in her regional language which didn't know how to read or write or understand. I returned her book and went back to the living room. After some time she came and told me that she wanted to visit a village nearby. She had lots of memories of that place. I stared at her and said, “You planned to rest this weekend and now you are changing it.” She said with a convincing voice, “I know but, I want to go. Please… Please.” It is hard to say no after looking at those brown eyes. I agreed and we got ready. The village was not too far. It hardly took 2 hours to get there. We parked our car at the lodge and started exploring the places on foot. She was telling me about the places and her memories. While exploring we reached one place. It was a kind of religious place. People were carrying flowers, Coconuts, and other stuff. I asked Seema, “Is it a temple?” She didn’t reply, so I again asked her. This time she reacted as if she was in deep thinking and I awoke her. She said, “Yes, it is. Why don’t you pray for your promotion?” I laughed and told her, “Okay, let's go.” I saw a big smile on her face and a strange look in her eyes. She said, “Really? you want to pray.” I don’t know what kind of question was that. I said, “Yes.” Then she took me to the room next to the temple. It was a big hall. The crowd was less. She told me, “You have to cut your hair before going in.” I was a little confused hearing that. I never heard something like this before. I said, “Why? Is it necessary?” She said, “Yes, how can you ask for something without offering.” She was correct. It was just a haircut so agreed. We went in and she took me to one lady sitting on the bench. Seema told her something in a different language. I couldn’t understand a word they spoke. While talking to Seema that lady was looking at me and smiling. I didn’t know why she was doing it so I also smiled back so that she doesn’t feel bad. After discussing with Seema, she said something to me, but I couldn’t understand so, I looked at Seema. Seema said,” “She is asking you to sit in front of her”. I sat down. Then that lady started spraying water on my hair. Meanwhile, Seema came to me and covered me with her scarf. I asked her, ” Why this scarf for a little haircut?” She said, “Sit quietly.” Now that lady bent my head and started spraying water on the back of my head. While doing that she was talking to Seema and laughing but, I didn’t understand a word they spoke. Then that lady stopped and Seema asked me to stay still and not to lift my head. I was sitting there with my head down. Now that lady again placed her hand on my head and started setting my hair backward and in the front. Then after a pause of 2 to 3 seconds, I felt something different in the center of my head. It was like something was scraping my scalp. It kept happening and again and this time was bigger than before. After a few strokes, a big pile of hair fell on the ground in front of my eyes. I knew that My head was getting shaved. In the same position, I asked Seema, “Is she shaving my head?” Seema laughed loudly and replied, “Yes, she is.” I asked her, “Why did you do this to me?” Seema slowly stopped laughing and said, “ “Come on. Don’t be a baby. It's just a headshave. Trust me after getting your head shaved you will look more handsome.” I didn’t know what to tell her so I kept quiet and got my head shaved. The razor was moving very swiftly and my hair was falling like crazy. Within a few minutes, she Shaved my head from the front, and then from the center, she started shaving toward the back. Now I knew why Seema wrapped me in her scarf. The shaved hair was still falling on my shoulder and then on the ground. A few minutes back the floor was so clean and it is completely covered in my shaved hair. After shaving my head completely, she ran the razor again on the back of my head, and then she made me look up. Before she could shave my head from the top, she started laughing and even Seema couldn’t hold herself and joined her in laughing. I was feeling so embarrassed that I couldn't even look at that lady’s face. After a few seconds, she placed her hand on my shaved head and started shaving it again. She was making my shaved head smoother. After shaving and smoothing, she folded her straight razor and told Seema something. I guess she said that he's completely bald now. Seema said, “Get up. There is no hair on your head to shave.” I got up and started cleaning myself. While cleaning the barber lady came and started applying Sandel wood paste on my shaved head. I didn’t know what she was doing so I asked her to stop. Seema quickly said, “She is applying Sandel wood paste. This is good for your shaved head.” After applying the past, Seema and I went to pray. After praying we came back to the lodge got fresh and headed back to our home. I was quiet this whole time. Seema started noticing this and said, “Why are you so quiet? Say something” I remain mute. Then she placed her hand on my shoulder and said, “I always wanted to see you in a bald look and I know you wouldn’t have agreed.” Then from my shoulder, she took her hand, placed it on my shaved head, and started rubbing it. It was feeling good but, I didn’t want her to know that so I remained silent. After reaching home, Seema got busy preparing dinner and I continued reading my unfinished novel. Soon dinner was ready. Seema and I had dinner. I was in the kitchen doing dishes when Seema came from the back, hugged me, and said sorry. I stopped and turned toward her. Seema had some magic in her eyes. I looked into her eyes, smiled, and kissed her forehead. Soon I cleaned the dishes and went to Seema. She was sitting on the chair waving an oil bottle. I went to her and sat down and laid my shaved head on her lap. First Seema ran both hands all over my shaved head, took some oil, and started massaging it. That day was the most relaxing Saturday I ever had.