Psycho girl shaved my head

After my last breakup, I decided not to be involved in a serious relationship. I was so devastated that I could not focus on my work. It took around eight months for me to revive from that emotional torma. I started searching for a date online. While checking online, I came across one unique website. That website was for people with insane fantasies. I thought there was no harm in trying, so I created my profile and waited for a response from the woman. Within a few minutes, I got a message from a woman named Riya. She wrote, "Hi, Are you up for some fun?". her profile picture was empty. I had no clue how she looked and how old she was. But I was single and desperate to meet someone, so I decided to try it. I replied to her message stating, "Sure, How about Saturday at Kempfort Mall at 7 pm?". I received a response within 10 seconds stating," Sure. See you on Saturday". It was Saturday. So as planned, I went to Kemp Fort Mall to meet her. I reached there 10 minutes past 7 pm. I didn't know how she looked, so I was looking at every woman passing by me. After a few minutes, one beautiful woman walked up to me and said, "Ron, correct?". I looked at her and replied, "Yes, you must be Riya." She said, " Yes." Then we both started talking. I told her everything about my breakup. Her story was also interesting. She said that she is still looking for someone who will like her for her fetish. I asked her about that but she refused to say anything about her weird fantasy. She said she didn't want to end the mood so soon. We had a good time. While leaving, she asked me if I could drop her at home. As a gentleman, I agreed and escorted her to her house. Outside of her door, she asked me If I would like a cup of coffee. Things were getting better and better. I replied, "Yes" in excitement. We entered her into her house. Her house was bigger than my apartment. I settled on a chair while she went to get us a coffee. While drinking coffee, she started talking about her fantasy. She said she has an urge to shave the heads of men. All of her partners find it crazy, and they leave her. She told me that it was okay if I wanted to leave. She looked sad, and even my heart was uncomfortable leaving her like that. Anyways, I have no one to impress and, if shaving my head could lead me to this beautiful woman, then I am ready for shaving my head. I told her that her fantasy was not crazy. She smiled at me and said, "Thanks for understanding." I told her if shaving my head makes her feel good, then she can shave my head. For a moment, she was staring at me like a statue. She replied, "Seriously, you want me to shave your head?". I said, why not. I was looking for a haircut but a head shave is also not a bad idea. Also, I will get an opportunity to see you in action. She jumped off a chair and quickly came to me and kissed me. While looking into my eyes she said, "Shall we do it now". I said there is nothing to wait for so let's do it. Shave my head. She was too excited and said let me get the shaving kit. Then Riya went to get her shaving kit. I was finishing my coffee. In my mind, I was thinking that this sacrifice of hair should not go wasted. She is not bad and anyway one day I will get bald so why not stay with her and get my head shaved. She will get my head to shave and I will get a woman to love, that sounds like a good deal. Riya arrived with the silver box in her hand. She asked me to come into the bathroom once I finished my coffee. I took off my jacket and went into the bathroom. Riya was fixing a stool in front of the mirror. When I entered the bathroom, she asked me to sit on the stool. I sat on the stool. She asked me to take off my T-shirt as there would be a lot of shaved hair and don't want to spoil my T-Shirt. I did as she told me to do. Then she fenced the towel around my neck and started spraying water on my head. While massaging my head she said that I have thick and long hair and it will be fun shaving my head. I laughed and said, "I know it will be fun for you." She then opened the silver box and removed the straight razor. She was looking at my head with a grim smile and loading the blade into the straight razor. She said, "I hope you like a smooth head shave". I replied, "If I have to lose all the hair then a smooth head shave will be good". She winked at me and bent my head over the sink. Then she placed the straight razor on my head and started shaving it toward the front. When she took the first glide and stopped. I was getting nervous. So I lift my head to see what's happening. I saw she then took the shaved hair from my head and smelled it. Her eyes were closed. She then opened her eyes and looked at me and threw the hair in the sink. She placed her fingers on the shaved portion and started rubbing it. After a few seconds of rubbing, she pushed my head again on the sink and started shaving my head. She was getting closer and closer. She was rubbing her body against mine after every shaving stroke. My head was getting shaved and the sink was filling with my shaved hair. She pours some water on the shaved part of my head. It was cold. I shivered a little. She laughed and said, "What happened baby, is the water too cold for your shaved scalp?" I said, "Yes". She again started shaving my head. Hair getting shaved off my head and filling the sink. I was feeling cold. She shaved the complete portion from the top of my head and then she started shaving the back of my head. She was running the straight razor on my head like crazy. I was scared to tell her that. The look on her face when she was smelling my shaved hair terrified me. The shaved hair was falling from the back of my head into the sink and some of it was on the towel wrapped around my neck. After she shaved my head from the back she shaved both sides. I lifted my head and saw myself in the mirror. My head was completely bald but looked messy as still some of the shaved hairs were stuck on it. Instead of wiping it with the cloth, she started shaving it till the end of my scalp and then she wiped it. After the initial head shave, she again ran a straight razor on my head more than three times. Now my head was as smooth as a feather. While cleaning my head the cloth did not stick. It flows freely. That is one of the ways to check the smoothness of a shaved head and I guess I cleared that test. My scalp felt different. When I or she touched my scalp it was different than before. She said it was too late and I should stay. She was right and I was too tired of sitting in that position and feeling sleepy. I cleaned myself and went into the living room. I heard a voice from the Bedroom, " Come here. I made your bed." I went into the bedroom. There she was in a night dress, looking like vanilla ice cream but I was not in the condition to taste her. So I went to bed and told her I was too tired and really needed some sleep. She ran her hand on my shaved head and said, "Sure baby". I sleep on the bed facing down so she can rub my shaved head. After a few minutes, she woke me and said She could not sleep. I was half asleep and struggling to open my eyes. Somehow I managed to respond to her, by asking what I do to make her fall to sleep. She said she wants to shave more. I bent my head, showed her my shaved head and said, "Baby do you think you have left a single or a tiny hair on my head". She said I know your head is shaved smooth but I want to shave your shaved head again. I looked at her and went on her lap to sleep. While lying on her lap I told her that I could not sit on that stool, and if she wanted to shave my head then do it while I was sleeping on her lap. She gave multiple kisses on my shaved head and said Okay. She quickly went and brought the straight razor and placed my head on her lap. I also held her hips like a teddy and closed my eyes. She then started running a razor in the shaved head. It felt relaxing. She was shaving my head in a reverse direction, from bottom to top. After a few minutes, I again fell asleep and when I woke up in the morning, I was alone on the bed. I went into the living room but she wasn't there. I called for her. She replied, "I am in the kitchen. Get freshen up and get your breakfast". I was smiling and walking toward the bathroom. My decision not to get into a serious relationship seems like fading. The moment I saw my face in the mirror I was shocked. I was not able to make out if the person standing in the mirror was me. She not only shaved my head but she shaved my beard, mustache, and eyebrows. I was looking like an egg. My head and face were shaved smooth. I went out in the kitchen to confront her. She said at night she was very desperate and wanted to shave some hair and my head was already shaved. Running a straight razor on the shaved head was not helping and after looking at my facial hair she could not hold herself and shaved my eyebrows, beard, and mustache. I was still mad at her. I told her how I can go out like this. She smiled and said, "Baby you are not going anywhere". She got the same scary look in her eyes. She said, "From now you will only stay with me and I will shave your head every day. You slept with me last night so this body is yours and in return, I will keep shaving your head". By now I understood that she was insane. No doubt why all her partners left her. Somehow managed to escape from her claws but those eyes were hunting me every night. Luckily I did not tell her where I lived so I was safe, that's what I thought. A few months ago from that horrifying head shave experience, I also moved to a different state for work. Things were fine but One day while checking my messages I started thinking about loneliness. I thought I should try again to find someone and suddenly my phone buzzed. I received a message saying, "Hi Baby, Ready for headshave?"

Baldgirl shaved my head smooth with Straight razor

This incident happened to me a few years back when I was in Chennai. It was afternoon, and the street was filled with people. As I was new to this place, I thought of taking a walk. While walking I saw a barbershop which was owned by a girl. The strange thing is that her head was completely shaved. But she was looking very beautiful. I was not able to stop myself from approaching her so I went and sat on the bench placed outside of her shop. She was shaving one kid's head. She was very quick. Her hands were so fast that within a few minutes shaved that kid's head completely bald. Then that kid left rubbing his shaved head and she called me. I walked in and sat on the chair. She asked, "Shave or haircut?" I said, "Haircut would be fine". Then she put a white cape on me and started looking for haircutting tools. While she was looking for those tools, I asked her, "Can I ask you one question?" She said, " Yes" Without stopping to look for tools. I asked, "Why did you shave your head?" Then she turned toward me and said, " You are not from this place, aren't you?" I replied, " Yes". Then she said, " People usually keep their head shaved in summer and I only have this job to take care of my family, so If I have hair then people might feel uncomfortable asking me for their headshave and may go to another shop. So to keep my business running smoothly, I keep my head shaved." Then asked her, "Your head looks so smooth, when did you shave your head?" She replied, "I shave my head every day." And laughed. I was shocked to hear that and said, "Seriously! you shave your head every day?" She said, " Why would I lie, I have kept my head shaved smooth so people can get attracted, the way you did". I did not know when she noticed that. I tried to cover myself but she again laughed and said, "You are not the first person who came to me and asked about my shaved head. So, I thought I came for the same reason." Then she said, " So now what do you say, should I shave your head or still like to go for a haircut." Before I could reply she said, " I do very good headshave. You will love it once your head is shaved. If you don't like it, don't pay me. So tell me?" I gave it a thought and said, "OK, let's give it a try." Then she put all the haircutting tools back in the drawer and picked a straight razor. She first removed the old blade from it and loaded the new blade into it. Then she placed it back on the shelf and started spraying water on my hair to make it wet. Once my hair was wet she took some soap-like gel and started massaging it on my wet hair. Now my hair is covered in leather. Then she took the straight razor, bent my head down, and took a small shave in the center of my head. Then from the same place she took two to three long strokes and a lump of hair covered in soap leather fell off my eyes to the ground. In the mirror, it was clearly visible there was a big shaved spot on the top middle of my head. She kept shaving my head and my shaved hair fell on the cape and on the ground. Now my head was getting bald, the scalp was clearly visible. In no time she shaved my head from top and back. Then both sides were shaved soon. My head was full of hair twenty minutes back but now it was smooth and shiny. Then she wiped my shaved head with a towel and put on some aftershave lotion. It burnt at the beginning but after a few seconds, it felt cold. But she did not stop there, she took some oil and started massaging my shaved head. I never felt like that before. Her hands were so smooth that they slipped on my shaved head. Then she said, " So what do you say, was it good?" I smiled and said, "I loved it." She smiled and said, " Headshave is my specialty." Then she took the cape off me, I asked her, " How much for the headshave?" She said, "Fifty rupees". I paid her a hundred, When she was returning the remaining Fifty to me I stopped her and said, "No, keep it." But she refused and tried to return it to me. Then I said, "See I am here for a few weeks. and I liked your look, so I will be coming every day for headshave." Then she said, "In that case, I will give you a discount." We both started laughing and I left her shop rubbing my hand on my smooth shaved head.

Female Headshaving story - Seema got her head shaved

Seema stood at the door and took a deep breath. “come on Seema”. she whispered to herself, “You have come this far, don’t chicken out now!” It was a Sunday morning and she was standing at the door of a very busy barbershop. She had driven around the barbershop for almost an hour waiting for it to get empty, but the place was busy this morning. After parking her car across the street, she waited for 30 minutes but the barbershop was still busy. This barbershop was not slowing down and it was near lunchtime. She had finally mustered up the courage to get out of her car and go to the door, and there she stood, frozen in time. Her heart was beating so fast and she was just about to turn around when a young man opened the door for her. As he waited for her to go in, she realized there was no turning back now. She smiled at the young man and thanked him as she went into the shop. This was her first time visiting a barbershop. The smell of shaving cream and barricades filled in the air. She listened and took in the sounds of clippers humming as they did their work on all of the clients in the chairs. Her eyes looked around and saw all of the men reading magazines while waiting for their turns. There were no women there except for Mary and a lady barber. The lady barber was tall and slender, rather attractive for a fortyish woman. Her hair was short. This would be the barber that would do it, Seema thought to herself as she sat down in a chair to wait her turn. Now it was time. At the age of 34, she would shave her head bald. No more hair on this skull. She did not know how long she would stay bald, but she did know she had to try it just once. Her long hair was very attractive, but the maintenance was just too much! It was time to rid herself of her crown and show the world the real Seema. “Please come” The lady barber smiled at Seema and motioned for her to have a seat. The chair was so big, so unlike the salon chairs, she was used to it. It was comfortable too. “What can I do for you?” the lady asked. Seema began to tell the woman that she wanted her to shave her head when she noticed that everyone was staring at her. “It’s now or never,” she thought to herself and then told the woman. A surprised look came over the woman’s face and she questioned Seema’s state of mind. Seema smiled and explained that she had wanted to do this for years but had never had the courage until now. After a few minutes of conversation, the female barber acquiesced to Seema’s request. She turned Mary toward the window, slipped the cape over her and fastened it. Seema took a deep breath and noticed that it had gotten very quiet in this usually loud barbershop. She could not see what the woman was doing but she knew that she would soon hear the sound of clippers humming. Pop! Seema was startled by the sound, and the humming noise got closer when she felt the woman push down her head. She felt the clippers press against her nape and begin to move upwards at a very fast pace. Within seconds, it seemed, she was feeling a cool breeze on the back of her head. She saw the clippers move up to her forehead and cut through the top of her hair. Hair began to fall onto her lap and she knew there was no turning back. It seemed like just minutes before she felt the warm lather cover her head. Because she was facing the window, she could see nothing of what was going on. However, she enjoyed every moment of it knowing that the day had finally arrived. She would have her wish. With precision. Then the lady barber covered her scalp with the shaving foam, took a straight razor and started shaving her buzzed hairs which were now covered in the shaving foam. She was running a straight razor very slowly and carefully. There was a strange chill passing through Seema's body every time the lady barber ran the straight razor on her head to make it smooth. The lady barber first shaved her head from the top and once it was shaved clean she pushed her head down and shaved the back of her head. Soon the lady barber shaved her scalp clean and smooth then he wiped it down with a white towel and spread it with some warm oil. The oil felt soothing to Seema’s scalp and she pulled her hands out from under the cape and felt it for the first time. She used to feel hair there when she would rub her scalp, but now it felt so smooth! Now She is bald and more beautiful than before.

Lost game and hair. She shaved my head bald

I lost the game and lost my hair too. Yesterday Seema and I were at home and bored. So we decided to play the truth and dare game. Seema went to the kitchen and brought an empty bottle. We both were sitting on the ground and started the game. Seema rolled the bottle, and it stopped pointing toward me. Seema asked me the truth or dare?. I selected the truth. She asked me what all the things I don't like about her. I took a few seconds to think and said that I didn't like her long hair. Seema looked at me with a surprised eye. She said, "Why didn't I tell her this before". I thought knowing this may upset you, so I never disclosed this to you. She again rolls the bottle. This time it stopped on her. I ask her, truth or dare?. She replied, dare. I thought this was the right time to get rid of long hair. I said that I wanted to cut your hair. She was shocked to hear that and said, you are kidding me. I smiled and said I was serious. She unwillingly said alright, do it. I bought a pair of scissors from the bathroom. I first straightened her hair and started cutting her hair. I cut around 2 inches. The finish was uneven. I told her she needed to visit a parlor to make it look better. After cutting her hair, I kept the scissors on the table. She was looking at her chopped hair falling on the ground. She was not looking happy. We went back to the game. She was still staring at her chopped hair. I told her this time I would spin the bottle. She did not react at all to my comment. I placed the bottle on the ground and started spinning the bottle. Unfortunately, it stopped on me. I know she was upset with her hair and will not ask. She just kept staring at me. I said I chose to dare. Her eyes were wide open in excitement as if she was only waiting for it. She said alright then, it's my turn. She went to the bathroom and brought the Straight razor. I asked her what it was. She said I dare you to let me change your hairstyle. As per the game rules, I cannot deny it. I agreed and said, but the straight razor is not for hairstyling. She laughed and said, leave that on me. She was sitting on the sofa and made me sit on the ground facing her. She then took the water bottle from the side table and poured water on my hair to wet my hair. I was still confused and asked her, "What are you planning to do?" She said you agreed to my dare, so stick to it and don't talk too much. After saying that, she started massaging my head and stopped after a few seconds. Then she bent my head and placed her thumb in the center of my head, making a partition. Her thumb was still in the same position. She then placed the straight razor on my head sticking to her thumb and started shaving my head. I could feel the razor shaving my head. After a few strokes of the straight razor, my shaved hair started falling off my head to the ground. I was experiencing a strange feeling on the shaved portion of my head. Seema was still shaving my head without any hesitation. The hair was falling on the ground and mixing with Seema's chopped hair. She was trying to make sure that not a single hair remained on my head. I was thinking that cutting Seema's hair was the worst thing. That act cost me all my hair. My head is getting shaved with the straight razor, and soon I will be completely bald. Seema finished the front and back of my head and started shaving the sides. The shaved hair was gathering on the ground, sticking to my chin and T-shirt. After shaving all the hair, Seema made me look into her eyes and said, now you know how I felt. She then again placed the straight razor on my head and started shaving it. Seema shaved my head 3 to 4 times until my head was shaved smooth enough. She was rubbing my head every time after shaving to check the smoothness. Once Seema was satisfied with the smoothness of my shaved head, Seema slapped on my shaved head and started laughing. She said, now we both will be missing our hair. Then she poured the remaining water from the bottle on my head. The water was cold, so I went for a hot water shower. After the shower, I changed and came back to the living room. Seema was in the kitchen making tea. I sit on the sofa, checking my mobile. I was operating the phone with one hand and rubbing my smooth shaved head with another. Seema brought the 2 cups of tea. While having tea Seema was constantly staring at my shaved head. I noticed it but did not question her. After finishing the tea Seema took the cups and went to the kitchen and I went back to checking my mobile. Suddenly Seema came and started rubbing oil on my shaved head. this time I asked her what she was doing. She said that if it is too cold out there, it will be good to apply the oil on the shaved head to avoid cold. I agreed. Seema massaged oil on my head for a few minutes and then she sat next to me on the sofa. She was lying her head on my shoulder as always. Now she was checking her phone with one hand and rubbing my shaved head with the other. I was not happy about getting my head shaved but her touch on my shaved head was extravagantly pleasant.

Seema tricked Priya to shave my head

This incident happened to me after a few months I moved to Banglore with my wife Priya. Ours was a love marriage. We both were very happy and enjoying our time together. Today Priya is happy but I have a smooth shaved head. This is all because of our stupid maid Seema. I didn't know her intention before or else, things would be different. Seema was baldfetish. She liked to shave people's heads to bald. Now day by day her craving for shaving someone's head was increasing. Unluckily I became her first target. It was her 2nd week in our apartment. Seema was good with household work but her temptation for baldness was crazy. One day she saw me combing my hair and she was standing there and kept staring at me. I saw her staring at me and asked, "What happened Seema?". She shook her head and said," Nothing sir" and got back to work. This is something that happened multiple times but I ignored it every time. One Day I was at work when Seema initiated her plan to shave my head. She went to Priya and while talking to her she told her that I was having an affair. Priya was shocked but she trusted me so she scolded Seema and told her not to do this kind of stupid talk. Seema apologized to Priya and went back to her normal routine. One day I came from the office, took off my clothes, and went to take a shower. Seema knew that Priya checked my pockets before giving them for washing. Seema found the opportunity and put some of her hair on my shirt as if I was with some girl. Priya came and she started checking my clothes and found the hair. Priya stopped the search and started inspecting the hair on my shirt. Soon Seema arrived and saw hair in Priya's hand and said, " Madam what happened?". Priya did not tell her and asked her to wash my clothes. But Seema's hair trick worked. That day Priya was acting very vaguely. I asked her multiple times but she always changed the topic. The next day when I was at work, Priya asked Seema, "Why did you tell me that my husband had an affair?". Seema looked at Priya and said, " I saw another woman's hair in his clothes, So I thought he might be seeing another woman". Priya went quiet and started thinking. This was another opportunity for Seema. She went to Priya and asked, "Please don't be mad at me but, how much do you love your husband?". Priya was puzzled and replied to Seema, "What kind of brainless question is that? I love him more than anything". Seema saw Priya's eyes, they were getting filled with tears. Seema came closer to Priya and said, "You saw the hair, didn't you?". Priya did not say anything. Seema knew she almost got Priya, then she said, "You know, my husband cheated on me, but today we both are living happily. Do you want to know how?". Priya did not say anything but her eyes were clearly stating that she wanted to know. Seema then told her fake story. She said, "When I found out my husband was cheating on me, I cried for the whole week but had to do something, so I observed him for a few days. He was spending most of his time on his hair which he did not do before. Somehow I had a feeling that his hair played a very important role in this, so I shaved his head smooth and till today I make him shave his head and keep it smooth". Priya asked, " How does it help?". Seema said, " Since I got his head shaved he is ashamed of going out and, usually women don't like men with a smooth shaved head. So he stayed at home more and we got the opportunity to spend more time together and now we are happier than before". Priya again started thinking. Seema interrupted her by saying that she saw me doing the same as her husband did. Priya was sad and confused. Her thoughts were driven by Seema. Priya in the end agreed with Seema and said, " So what should I do now?". Seema replied, "As I said, shave his head smooth. It will be over, trust me". Priya didn't want to lose me so she agreed with Seema but Priya was still not sure how to convince me to shave my head. Priya asked Seema, "How did you convince your husband to shave his head?". Seema said, " It was hard so I put the condition that either you get your head shaved smooth or else I am leaving". He got scared and went to a barbershop right away and came after 40 mins with a clean and smooth shaved head". Priya said, " He will get angry if I put a condition. We have to find some other way". Priya and Seema started thinking. After a few minutes Seema said, " Why don't you ask him to try a head shave. He will look good in the bald head?". Priya replied, " No, he won't agree". Seema then said there is only one way. Priya's complete focus was on Seema's next words. She said you shave his head without telling him. Priya said, " He will get mad at me if I do that". Seema replied, " Once he is bald, he will know that no woman will be interested in him, so he will only focus on you". Priya started thinking and, after a few seconds she said, " How I gonna shave his head. I don't know how to do it and I don't even have a clipper". Seema said, " No clipper. You have to shave his head smooth. Use a straight razor. Just place it on his head and drag it in the opposite direction. It will shave complete hair from his scalp". Priya again said, "But I don't have a straight razor". Seema was almost close to her plan. She said, " Don't worry I have one. I use it to shave my husband's head. You can use that. I will get it before your husband comes home". Priya agreed. I was home from the office and started the same course. Meanwhile, Seema already brought the straight razor and handed it to Priya. Priya and Seema were staring at each other. We had our dinner. I was sitting on the sofa watching TV. I noticed Seema was still there. Usually, by dinner time she already left but I did not give it more thought and continued watching TV. It was the time. Priya came and stood behind me and started massaging my head. It was common, she normally does that. It is one of her ways to express love. Priya said, " You look tired, is everything ok at work?". I replied, " Work is good". Then she took the comb and started combing my hair. It was odd because she did not use the comb before but It was feeling good so I let her do it. She was partitioning my hair for the head shave. I closed my eyes and was enjoying it. Meanwhile, Seema was looking at us from the kitchen. Priya then removed the straight razor from her pajama pocket, placed it on the front hairline, and started shaving my head. I could not even feel it for a few seconds but suddenly, I opened my eyes and leaned forward, I saw a big bunch of hair fall off my head to the ground. I was stunned looking at that and then I touched my head and felt the shaved portion. I was rubbing the shaved part and looked at Priya. She was standing with a straight razor in her hand and a comb in another hand. I asked her, rubbing the shaved portion, " Are you crazy? What have you done". She said, " You have to shave your head. This is the only way to keep other women away from you". I don't know what she was saying. I told her, " What are you talking about? Which woman?". Priya said, " Don't lie to me. I have seen her hair on your shirt". I replied, " What hair? I have no idea what you are talking about". She said, " Yesterday I saw a woman's hair on your shirt, how will you explain that?". I replied, "I use public transport. I may have come into contact with another female passenger and got her hair on my shirt and how many times did you see it?". She was quiet because it was only once and my reasoning was correct. Priya then apologized and said she got too impulsive, so she did this. I told her that damage had already been caused, so please come and finish the headshave. Saying that, I sat on the Sofa again and asked her to run the razor on my head and shave the rest of my head. She walked closer to me, placed the straight razor on my head, and started shaving it towards my back. Hair was getting shaved and falling on the sofa and my lap. She was shaving it and touching it with her fingers. Her figure felt so soft when she touched my shaved scalp. She continued shaving. After a few glides, she shaved the top of my head and started rubbing my shaved to dust off the shaved hair. Then she pushed my head down and started shaving from the back. She was running the razor and my hair was getting shaved more and more. After a few minutes, she shaved the back of my head and then from both sides as well. Now she was rubbing her hand on my shaved head. I was angry but that feeling made me forget everything. Priya knew I was enjoying it so she did not stop rubbing my shaved head. Then Seema came, and said slowly in Priya's ear, " Apply a little water and shave it smoother". Priya looked at Seema and said, "No. He is bald already". They attracted my attention and I turned my head and asked, " What are you both talking about?". Priya said," Nothing, Seema was saying, we can apply some water and shave it smoother". I gave it a thought and said, " Why not, you already shaved my head, litter smoother will not make much difference". Priya said, " I never shaved a scalp, Seema can you do it please?". Seema could not hold her feelings, and replied, "Sure madam. I can shave sir's head smoother". Then Seema went into the kitchen to bring some water. Meanwhile, Priya came and sat on my lap, kissed me, and said, "I am sorry baby. I don't want to lose you so I thought it would be better to shave your head because your hair doesn't matter to me. Only you who matters". Saying that she kissed me again. In the meantime, Seema brought a bowl of water. Priya was still sitting on my lap cleaning hair off my face and shoulder. Seema then stood where Priya was standing while shaving my head. Seema poured a little water on my scalp. It was warm. Before I could say something Seema said, "Sir, I brought warm water. It is good for a head shave". I did not react and sat still. Seema applied water on my shaved head and started shaving. She started from the center of my head. She placed a straight razor and started shaving from the top to the bottom of my back. She was shaving it slowly and carefully. Her hands were not as soft as Priya's, maybe because of her household routine. I could feel a little severing in her hand. It seems like this is the first time she is shaving somebody's head. She was running the razor and all the tiny hair was getting shaved and getting stuck to the razor which she was wiping with her fingers and washing in the bowl of water she brought for headshave. Water was running from my head. My back was completely wet and my t-shirt was covered in tiny hair. She kept running the razor at the back of my head. The noise of the headshave was sharp and clear. Priya was still sitting on my lap and wiping water off my face with her hands. When Seema completed from the back, she again placed the razor on top of my head and started shaving it toward the front. Seema. She ran the razor in the same direction till it reached the end, that was a good technique for a smooth head shave. This time Priya was watching the razor, shaving it till the end and wiping the hair off my head before it reached my face. Seema again started from the beginning and shaved the rest of the portion. In a few minutes, I was completely shaved again and left with a smooth and shiny shaved head. Then I went to clean myself and when I came back Seema and Priya were standing there and Priya said, " Now it's time for Oil". I smiled and walked toward the sofa, but Seema stopped me and quickly cleared all my hair from the sofa. Then she asked me to sit. Then Priya applied some oil on my head and started massaging. Priya massaged my head for a few minutes and stopped. Then Seema came and said, " Madam, if you are tired can I massage Sir's head? It seems he is enjoying a head massage". Priya nodded her head in agreement. Then Seema came behind me and took some oil on her hands and slowly started applying it to my head. She was rubbing it in a circular motion. When the oil faded it got a little rough but I enjoyed it. Since then whenever Priya sees me tired or stressed, she offers me a headshave and I refuse her offer. But inside me, I always wanted to get my head shaved. I don't know how long I will be able to hold myself. It's been a month, let's see if I can make it till the second month without a headshave.

Headshave lovestory

It was Sunday morning. The sun was bright and the wind was cold. Perfect weather for me after a busy weekday job. I always kept my head shaved bald. But a few weeks back I decided to give it a break and stopped shaving my head. It's been 4 weeks without a Headshave and my facial hairs were also messy, so I decided to get a shave. I went to the same salon where I go for a head shave. Lily was the only barber in that shop. But the main reason I visited her is because she is beautiful, kind and very good at her job. It was 11 am and she normally closes her shop by noon due to fewer customers because of the Covid lockdown. I entered her shop, she was sitting on the couch reading a magazine, I guess. I did not notice much of what she was reading. She saw me and we exchanged smiles and greetings. She asked me that it's been 4 weeks since I didn't show up at her shop and she was concerned about my health. I did expect that question because of her kind personality. I replied with a smile that there was nothing to worry about, I was just a little busy with work. She was relieved to hear that and asked me to sit on the chair. I went for the chair but, one other customer arrived at the same time. She looked at that customer and then she looked at me, after 2 seconds and she asked if I could wait while she finished the other customer. I was in no hurry, so I agreed. Then I sat on the couch and started reading the newspaper placed on the table. She then made the other customer sit on a chair and started her thing. The other guy was there for a haircut. She spent a good 30 to 35 minutes giving him a haircut and then he left. Now it was my turn. She again apologized for asking me to wait. I told her that there was no need to apologize. I have nothing to do today. She then asked me to sit on the chair and meanwhile, she went and put the closing tag on the door. It seems I was the last customer for the day. Then came back to me and tied a black cape around my neck and started rubbing her hands on my head. She knew I always came to her for a head shave, so she thought I was here for a head shave. I told her that today I only shave, I am planning to grow hair on my head. She looked at me questionably but didn't say anything. Then she took shaving foam and started applying it to my face. I was looking at her while she was applying shaving foam on my cheeks. I was also looking at her in the same way. I was not able to take my eyes off her. I never felt like this before. After a few minutes, she completely covered my cheeks and lips in shaving foam, she looked at me, and by raising her eyebrows and pointing at my head she asked how about the head? I know I have decided I will not shave my head but I could not resist her eyes and I nodded my head. She was so happy to see that and took more shaving foam and started applying it to my head. My hair was not too grown but big enough to notice the difference after a head shave. After finishing applying the foam she went to the shelf took a straight razor and started loading the blade into it. While doing that she was staring at me. I could see something different in her eyes. I was confused too because of that strange feeling. She then came and stood behind me and I bent my head down because she always shaved my head like that, so I knew what to do. Now without wasting any time, she placed the straight razor on the top of my head and started shaving downward. She first took 2 to 3 small glides and then placed her thumb on the shaved portion and stretched it against the razor momentum to tighten the skin for an easy shave. People who have shaved their heads will know this. So back to the story. She stretched the bald scalp and started taking longer glides. I got my head shaved by her multiple times but, never felt like this before. She was wiping shaving foam covered in my hair on a cloth placed on the shelf. This time I could feel her soft and cold fingers on my shaved head. It was getting hard for me to keep my body from shivering. In the whole shop, I could only hear the sound of a straight razor shaving my head. After every straight razor stroke, she was rubbing her fingers on it. That was something new, she had never done this before. Also, before we used to talk while my head shaved but this time it was dead silent. After a few strokes, my head was bald from the back. She was rubbing her fingers on the bald portion. Then she placed 1 finger on my chin and lifted my head a little. Now she again placed a straight razor on top from where she started shaving the back of my head and running toward the front. She was repeating the same pattern. Shaving and placing her thumb and shaving forward. This time she seemed to have missed wiping the shaving foam and continued to shave till the front end of my head. A ball of soft shaving foam covered in hair fell from my head sticking some foam on my nose and then landed on the cape. She realized that and quickly came in front and started wiping the shaving foam off my nose. I remember for that other guy she used a tissue to wipe the extra water but for me, she was doing it with her bare hands. After cleaning, she smiled at me and winked by closing her eyes. Now I was completely shaved from the back and a little bit from the top. Now she was standing in front of me and bent my head for a clear view to shave. She again started from the same spot she did before. The wind was touching my bald head and I could feel which part of my head was shaved as it felt different. She was slowly running the razor making sure it was clean and wiping it on the cloth. In that position, I was able to see her belly, it was so slim. But I could not focus because of the running razor and her soft fingers were distracting me. She ran a razor multiple times on top to shave my head till the complete shaving foam was cleared. Now she stood on the left side and started shaving it from top to end of my cheek. I was looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was looking very keenly at my head while shaving. I was able to feel every stroke of a straight razor. It was so awesome. I know now why I liked it so much to keep my head shaved. After a few strokes, she shaved my head and face from the left. Then she moved to the right side and started shaving my head in the same way. After a few minutes, my head and face were completely shaved. She again ran her hand on my shaved head to find the rough spot and wherever she found any she shaved it. She made sure my head was shaved smooth. After that, she put some lotion on my shaved head, it felt like it was burning at first but later it got cool. Then she took some oil and started applying it on my shaved head and started massaging it. She knows that I always ask her to do that and I enjoy it every time she does that to me. Her hands were so soft and nice that I didn't want her to stop massaging my head. But unfortunately, that is impossible. After she completed it, my head had to take off the cape. She again rubbed her hand on my shaved head and said with a smile why did I say no to head shave? You look so cool with my shaved head. I told her that I was afraid of a bald look. Then she said that a shaved head is best for me and I should keep it shaved. I looked in the mirror and rubbed my hand on my shaved head. I tried to pay her but she refused and said that from now on head shave will be free for you. I told her that, it was not the right thing to do, but she did not accept it. Then she said that now as the head shave is free will you come back after tomorrow for a head shave? I told her that, if you will ask me like this, then I would come every day for my head shave. She laughed and said I would love that. Her closing time was almost over so I asked her if I could accompany her, and we could grab a coffee on the way. She smiled and agreed to my offer. Then she locked her shop, and we walked toward a coffee shop and talked about our day. I don't know if this is the beginning of the love story, but I will know soon when I am gonna ask her for a date on my next head shave.........

Summer headshave

The summers here are too hot. In the summers we used to get short hair and each time from the same barber. I dreaded that day almost all year. We would go to the barbershop in the car and one of the servants who is also the driver take us there. The day I remember most was a Sunday when the barber shop was full of men. Barbershops are only for men or little children no woman ventures near them. Now, when I sometimes peek into a barber shop from a passing car I see a little girl around the age of ten or twelve getting a boy's hair cut. Usually, a man goes with a girl to the barber shop as a servant if the family is rich (mothers do not have time to take them to salons) and if poor the girl is accompanied by a father or a brother who stands there and makes sure the girl gets the shortest hair cut or even a head shave sometimes. The barber shops here are traditional. They have huge mirrors and leather chairs. They use white sheets as capes so when children get a haircut. She is draped in it from head to toe. They pump the chair up for little girls. That day I'll remember, our servant took us to the barber shop on the main road, which was full of men. The instructions had been given to him. Every girl and boy was to get a very short haircut and if it is possible shave their heads. There were three of us. Me and my cousins. The chairs were all full by the time we got inside so we had to sit and wait. Time flew! Suddenly one of the barbers was free. The first to go into the big leather chair was my cousin Sima. She was about ten years old. She wore glasses and her hair was black and till the shoulders. The servant told the barber to give her a short boy's haircut. The barber smiled as if he had won a trophy. He made her sit in the chair and covered her with a white sheet. I could see she didn’t like it at all. After she was fully draped in the sheet the barber started spraying her hair with water and started rubbing it making sure the hair was wet. Then he started the cut. He used scissors at first, and then her hair was above the neck he took out his hand, and ran the clippers on her neck all the way till I could see the white shaved part. By that time she was in tears. Then the barber started snipping in the front till her bangs were cut short. And then he finally took out a straight razor and held up her chin so that he could shave her sideburns and the hair above and below the ears. That was when she started to wriggle under the cape but the ever-ready servant was there to hold her down till both her sideburns were shaved. She no longer looked like a girl, instead, she looked like a small boy. All the black hair was on the cape. When she was finally done the barber powdered her neck and she was done. I remember she was wearing a small red dress that day and when the cape was removed and she got out of the chair she looked funny. She looked like a boy in a girl's clothes with a tear-stained face. But it wasn’t over. I was next. I slowly stood up shivering. The servant lifted me up onto the chair. There I was sitting in that big chair and the barber smiling and asking the servant what was to be done to my beautiful hair that went all the way down to my waist. The barber started laughing and then he nodded. He took the same white sheet and wrapped it around me. He pumped the chair up till everyone in the shop could get a good view of what was to be done to my hair. He started spraying it with water. He told me to hold still or he would shave me bald. That scared the shit out of me so I just sat there. The barber took his scissors and started cutting hair off my neck until I was left with a short bob. Then he sectioned my hair and cut it at the base. I could feel the cool air from the fan on my neck and I knew there was no hair on it anymore. There I was sitting in that chair helpless and little while all the men in the shop were looking at me while they got their haircuts and some free barbers came and stood next to my chair to chat with the barber working on me. That is when I started blushing, It was embarrassing. All the black hair on the white cape almost resembles a boy when you are a girl and desperately want to look like one. I couldn’t look at myself anymore in the mirror. I tried looking down but every now and then I would look at myself. He pushed my head down and started clipping my neck and above it just like my cousins. Then he combed my long bangs and cut them off with a few snips. All the time he was talking to the other barbers saying see what I make out of this little girl. He held my face and took out a straight razor and started shaving near my ears. He bent my right ear and shaved around it till the skin turned white. Then he did the same to the left ear. I looked at myself the moment he was doing that I looked awful. I looked like a boy. Then he shaved the hair off my neck, but one of the other barbers said it wasn’t short enough. So he took out his scissors again and started cutting what was left of my hair. I could see my white scalp and all the men looking at me and laughing at me. My servant enjoyed it too. He snipped for around five more minutes. Till I almost had nothing on my head. I looked down and saw loads of hair on the floor and, on the cape. I looked funny. Then he held my face and shaved off my sideburns. I was done. He took oil and massaged my head. With my small head in his strong hands, I couldn’t even move. Then he powdered my neck and I was taken off the chair. I looked like a boy. I had big tears in my eyes. But the show wasn’t over. Next was another cousin of mine whose mother had instructed Servent to give her a complete head shave. She knew it beforehand so she started struggling but the servant and one of the other barbers got hold of her and made her sit on the chair where her head was first sprayed. Till all the hair was completely wet. Then the barber started giving her a massage to make the hair softer to shave. She was looking at herself in the mirror. All the men in the barbershop were looking at her. They held her down and the barber took out a sharp straight razor. He started scraping the hair at the forehead and, then he slowly came down till the front of her head was shaved and her scalp was white. She was crying and struggling to get out, but when the barber started at the back she gave up and that’s when they let her go there she was half shaved with a white scalp and further shaved. The barber held her head down and asked her not to move. All the black hair was falling onto the cape and some still were stuck to her wet scalp. She was crying but was looking at herself in the mirror. The other barbers gathered around her. Other barbers came and cleaned the stray hair off her scalp. Then she was finally done. All her hair was shaved and her scalp looked like an egg. The barber took out some paste, put it on her scalp. and lathered it. Then he again took a straight razor and shaved it close this time. But he had forgotten the sideburns. She looked funny with all her head shaved and just the sideburns there. He shaved those too. The skin on her face was darker than her scalp. She looked very different. The barber then took out oil and applied it on her head till it started shining. He took the cape off and there she was in a blue dress looking absurd, funny, and crying poor thing I felt sorry for her and, I was happy it wasn’t me who got the head shave. The barber rubbed her scalp and they all laughed. The men had totally enjoyed what we all went through that day, especially her head shave. We were packed into the car again and taken home where the others had a good laugh. I laughed too at my shaved cousin but I didn’t know I was to get the same treat soon. When we reached home, my mother saw my cousin shaved head and I was the one making most of the fun. She got mad at me and decided to teach me a lesson. She put me back in the car and asked the driver to take us back to the same saloon. I didn't know what was happening so I kept seated quietly. After we arrived, I got a little worried as to why my mother had brought me back to the barbershop. She asked me to go and sit on the chair. I was a little scared of my mother so I did as she instructed. Then she went and whispered something in the barber's ears. He nodded his head and came near me. He started putting a white cape around my neck and while doing it he said that he missed cutting some of my hair from behind, which is not looking good, and he will fix it. Then he sprayed water and started massaging my head, the way he did to my cousin before her headshave. Then he walked and loaded the blade in the straight razor, but I should not panic so he placed it down and started acting as if he was looking for something. And suddenly he turned toward me and placed a straight razor on top of my head and started shaving. Before I could know what was happening, my hair started falling in front of my eyes. Now, my short-haired head was getting shaved smooth. I could see in the mirror that the top portion of my head was shaved and my white scalp was clearly visible. He then walked back and started shaving my head. Tears started running down from my eyes to my chin. Barber was still shaving my head. I could feel the scraping sensation of a straight razor on my scalp. In a few minutes. he shaved my head completely. Then he asked my mother if my shaved head looked good. She walked and rubbed her hand on my head and asked the barber if my cousin's shaved head felt the same. Barber said yes it should be the same. Then Mother asked the barber to run a straight razor one more time all over my head. She wanted to make it more smoother. Barber again started spraying water on my shaved head and ran a straight razor all over my shaved head. He did it quickly and then again asked my mother. She inspected my shaved head. After rubbing her hand on my smooth shaved head, she nodded her head in agreement. The barber wiped my shaved head with a cloth and removed the cape. Then my mother and I got into the car and headed home. Now, all my other brothers and sisters were laughing at me and rubbing my shaved head as it was smoother than my cousin's.

Metro Headshave

After a lot of effort I finally got a job but the condition was that I have to relocate to Delhi. So I packed my bags and started my journey. Delhi is a nice place. In no time I adjusted in. Due to job requirements I always used to leave late from the office. Mostly I used to take the last metro. one day something happened that brought a big change in my life. I am a headshave fetisher. I like getting my headshave but was not able to gather courage to shave my head. I was afraid of what people will think, will I look good, and few other thoughts. That day it was too late and I boarded the last metro. The Metro was barely coruded. Hardly two or three people were sitting in the Metro. I went and sat in the last seat and started looking into my mobile. I was checking bald people's pictures and head shaving videos. But suddenly I like someone is watching me. I turned my face and saw one lady of my age sitting next to me and was trying to pretend she did not see anything. I was scared and embarrassed. I quickly closed my mobile and set. My station was seventh but today I got down on the fifth station and took a cab from there to reach home. Now due to work pressure I always used to get late and most of the time I was getting the last metro. One day I boarded the last metro, but today it was more crowded than usual. But, luckily I found an empty seat. Now the entire metro was filled except for one seat next to me. At the next station only one person boarded the metro and guess what, she was the same girl who saw me watching headshaving video. Now as only one seat was empty which was next to me, so she had no option. She came and sat next to me. I remembered our last encounter and started feeling embarrassed. I wasn't able to look at her. I was sitting there putting my head down. Then I saw that she took out her mobile and played one headshaving video. I was trying to avoid looking at her mobile but sometimes I used to take a quick glance and turn my face. Soon the seventh station came. I stood up and looked at her, she was also looking at me and there was no expression on our faces and I left. Next day I took the same metro but today, like other days, it was not crowded. Again at the next station the same girl entered the metro and started looking for a good place to sit. That is when she saw me. I thought she would sit far from me but instead she sat next to me. This time she was looking at me but not saying anything. I was still shy and confused. Then she placed her hand on head and started running her fingers through it. I was shocked. I don;t know why she was doing that. Then she came closer to me and said, " Nice hair. But I know you don't like them" . Then I looked at her but didn't know what to say. Soon the other station arrived. And I got down at the station. In a few seconds. The door was closed. And I saw her staring at me through the glass window, While Metro was leaving the station. That day, Instead of a cab, I went home walking and While walking I was only thinking about what She said to me. Though I was afraid of reacting to her words. But it wanted the same thing, getting my head shaved. The next day I reached the metro station a bit early. But I waited for the last metro. I wanted to see her again. I boarded the last Metro. Like yesterday She boarded from the next station. She saw me and started walking towards me and sat next to me. Like yesterday she again started Running her Fingers through my hair. I felt like the current was passing through my body. Then she asked me. So what do you say? Should we shave your head? I know that you want it. So why are you hesitating? I looked at her and without saying anything, I nodded my head. She smiled at me with eyes Full of excitement. I never thought that I'm gonna get my head shaved by a girl. That too by a Girl who is so beautiful. Then she asked me to go home with her. Where she already made the preparation for shaving my head. When we reached her home, I saw she had one box full of only head shaving tools. It contained clippers, hand clippers, Scissor, Straight Razors, packet of blades and many more. I asked her why she had these items to which she replied stating she likes to shave head but never got any opportunity, so for satisfaction she brought Head Shaving tools. But finally some of these tools will be used today. She asked me if I needed something to drink or should we start. I said, why waste time, let's get started. Then asked me how I wanted to get my head shaved. I replied that I want to get my head shaved with a straight razor. She held my hand and said that she even wanted to shave my head with a straight razor. Then we went into her room where she placed a big sheet of plastic on the ground and placed a stool in the center and asked me to sit on it. I went and sat on the stool to get my head shaved. Then she took some water in her hand and started pouring it on my head, to make my hair wet for shaving. After wetting my hair. She took a straight razor and inserted a new blade and walked toward me, rubbing razor in her pab as she was sharpening it. Then she stood in front of me. I could smell her body, it was so sweet. Then she took a deep breath and bent my head and placed a straight razor on my head for shaving. She took one big glide on my head and shaved a big bunch of hair. Then she lifted the shaved hair from my head and showed me and then threw them on the ground. Then again started shaving. More and more hair falling on the ground. She was rubbing her soft hands on my shaved head. That felt so good. Then she came closer to shave my head from behind while standing in front. This time my face stuck to her belly. Then she started shaving my head from behind. Now I could clearly feel the shaved portion on my head. It was getting hard for me to resist so I kissed her belly. After kissing I thought she may not like it but instead she pulled me closer to her belly. Now She was shaving my head and I was kissing her body. In no time she shaved my head completely bald but still she was standing there letting me kiss her body while she was rubbing my shaved head. Then she bent and kissed me back. At that moment I knew, I was going to spend my whole life with her and guess what, we are getting married but till then we are having weekly two to three sessions of headshave. Infact on our wedding she wanted me to come with a smooth shaved head. I know it's going to be fun, What are your thoughts....?

Priya and Reema shaved my head

This is the story of Priya and Reema. Priya and Reema were very good friends and both headshave fetishes. One day both were sitting at home. Both wanted to shave someone's head. This is something they have wanted to do for a long time. Now Reema could not resist and said "Priya , should I shave your head?" Priya said why should I shave my head, come I will shave yours. Now both wanted to shave someone and both could not shave themselves. Then Priya said, you know there is a boy who has been after you for a long time. Reema replied yes I know but why are you asking? Priya said, why don't we call him today and shave his head. Reema replied but will he come on my call? Priya said why not, he is crazy about you. Reema also agreed and went to call him. During that time Piya arranged for a straight razor and shaving foam. Priya was not able to control herself and soon Reema returned home with that boy. Reema made the boy sit on the sofa and called Priya. Piya came out of the bedroom and there was a strange smile on her face. Then Reema asked the boy how much do you love me. The boy replied, I love you very much, I can do anything for you. " Reema asked again, "can you shave your head for me?" The boy got a little confused and said what kind of wish is this of yours. Reema again said whatever it is, but are you ready to become bald. The boy thought for some time and replied, I can definitely do anything for you. Then Reema smiled and said Come on, today your head is going to be shaved. Now the boy agreed and went to the bedroom with both of them. There the boy saw two razors and a shaving form, placed on the table. Now Priya said, I shave from the front, you shave from the back. Reema replied, no, every time you shave from the front, this time I will do it, you shave from the back. Now this boy was Reema's boyfriend, so Priya had to agree. Reema stood in front of the boy and Priya stood behind him. Both of them poured water on the boy's head and started massaging it well. After massaging for some time, both of them picked up their razors and came and stood near the boy and said, now your head is going to be completely shaved clean. We both are going to shave every hair on your head. Saying this, both of them placed the razor together in the middle of his bald head and started moving it slowly. The hair on that boy's head was getting shaved. Some hair was falling from the front and some hair was falling from the back. In a short time, the boy's head was completely bald from the middle. Priya and Reema were laughing seeing this, Reema said, oh wow, you have a great bald head. Saying this, she started rubbing her hand in the middle of his bald head. Then Priya took some water and started rubbing it on the remaining hair. They again took the razor and Reema started shaving the boy's head from the front and Priya started shaving from the back. Now all the boy's hair was gone. There was a little hair left on both sides of the boy, front and back and the middle was completely shaved. Now slowly both of them are shaving off all the hair on his head. They made the boy completely bald. But this was not enough for both of them. Reema took shaving foam and started applying it on the boy's head. In a few seconds, his bald head was completely covered in shaving cream. Now Reema took the razor and started shaving him from front to back. She kept the razor in front of his head and slowly started shaving towards the back. The shaving form on the boy's head was forming a long line after sticking to the razor. Reema again kept the razor in front and kept shaving right in the middle of the head until the upper part of the boy was completely bald. She kept moving the razor on his head. Now it was Priya's turn. Priya bent the boy's head down and started shaving from bottom to top. Slowly he was becoming bald from the back as well. In a short time, his head was completely shaved from the back as well. Reema stood on the right and Priya on the left and both started shaving from his sides. After half an hour of shaving, the boy was completely bald and both were rubbing their hands on his bald head and laughing. Priya brought a bottle of oil from the table and started sprinkling oil on the boy's bald head. After that, both started massaging his bald head. Post massaging his bald head for about 10 minutes, both asked the boy to leave. Now the boy was confused and unable to understand whether Reema loved him or she called him just to shave his head. Reema took the boy to the door and said, when we meet next time, you will become bald with my hands only. Saying this, Reema kissed the boy on his cheeks and rubbed her hands on his bald head once again. Then Reema closed the door and said to Priya, tomorrow you will have to get someone for a headshave.