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.

Seema like to shave my head

It's been four years now. Seema and I are in a relationship. I have a crazy attraction for Headsahve. But Seema was unaware of it. I was afraid of discussing this with her. I wasn't sure how she would react, and worse, she might leave me. One day I thought to surprise her, so I went to her apartment unannounced. I had the spare key to her apartment so I sneak into her room quietly. What I saw there was shocking. Seema was watching men's Headshaving videos. My mind was numb for a while. Suddenly, Seema noticed me at the door and quickly turned off the laptop. Now Seema and I were looking at each other, waiting for someone to speak. Seema stated that this is not what I think. She was watching head shaving videos to get some ideas so that she could do that to me on our 4th anniversary. I was surprised to hear that. I never expressed my feelings for headshave to her. Seema said, she knew for a long time about my head-shaving craving, and she is ok with it. That was a sign of relief for me. Now I can get my head shaved without worrying about Seema leaving me. The best part was that Seema would also like to be part of it. Now, as Seema already knew about this, there was no need to waste any time. I asked Seema if she could shave my head? Seema said she was about to surprise me by shaving my head on the anniversary. I told her, why wait that long, let's shave my head now. Seema gave me a loving smile and said that she will shave my head from top to bottom. I got more excited now. I was only thinking about getting my head shaved bald, but Seema had more than that in her mind. Seema went into the bathroom and came after a few seconds with a mug full of water and a shiny straight razor. Then she insisted that I kneel down and bend my head like an offering. Now my fantasies were getting real. I never thought that I would make headshave part of my love life. Then sat on a chair placed in front of me. Then she started running her fingers through my hair as if she was getting ready for something. Then she poured water on my head making my hair and clothes wet. Now while my head was still dripping water, she placed the straight razor in the center of my head and started shaving it. In the first few strokes nothing happened but after the fourth stroke a big pile of hair fell on the ground. Then Seema started rubbing the shaved part making me tempted for more. She continued and kept shaving until the center part of my head was completely shaved bald. Then she pushed my head more down and started shaving the back portion. The shaved hair fell and some of it stuck to my wet clothes as I was still wet. After shaving my head from the back she shaved both sides. Now my head was completely bald. She lifted my head and looked at me. I could see in her that she also liked shaving my head. Then she rubbed her hands on my shaved head and started kissing it. My head was completely covered in her lipstick mark. Then before cleaning it, she clicked a picture of my shaved head and then wiped the lipstick off. After that on the same night while sleeping Seema placed my head on her lap and started rubbing my shaved head. It was relaxing so I closed my eyes and then I felt a strange feeling on my shaved head. I opened my eyes and saw Seema was shaving my head again with the straight razor. I asked Seema what she was doing, and she responded by stating that she liked to shave my head with the straight razor on my head, though there was no hair on my head. I was okay with that. I again closed my eyes and she kept shaving my bald head.

Headshave in depration

It has been two months since I shaved my head and today I felt like shaving my head again. So, I woke up in the morning and went to the salon, but my bad luck was that the salon was closed today, so I was disappointed and headed home. When I reached the entrance of the building, I saw Priya Aunty, she was standing downstairs with some stuff. I went to her and helped her to take things home. When I was about to leave she asked me to wait and then brought some tea for us. While drinking tea, Aunty asked, "By the way, what were you doing down there so early in the morning?" I said, "I went to the barbershop but it was closed, I will go again later." Then Aunty said "Barbershop? You have short hair, so why did you go to the salon?" Then I said, "I wanted to get my head shaved". Hearing this Aunty was surprised and then laughed. Then she said, "Why do you want to shave your head! Don't you want to grow your hair? Also I believe you got your head shaved a few months ago, didn't you?" I said "Yes I got my head shaved but I don't know why but today I felt like getting my head shaved again and it also feels good to be bald, so I thought of getting a headshave today.  That is why I went to the barbershop but the barber shop was closed. Otherwise, you would have got to see my shining bald head". Hearing this Aunty started laughing again and said, "Okay, do one thing, meet me in the parlor after exactly one hour, I have some work". I agreed and said Yes and went to my house. After One hour I went to Aunty's parlor. As soon as I reached there, I saw that Priya Aunty had also just come and was opening the door of the parlor. So I went and stood near her. Aunty looked at me and said smilingly "You have come exactly on time. Come inside." I followed her inside. Aunty switched on the lights and asked me to sit on the chair. I also went and sat without asking any questions. Then Aunty came to me and started running her hand through my hair and said, "So do you want to shave this head completely?" I thought a bit after hearing this and said "Yes, I am going to shave my complete head ." Then Aunty said, "If you want to shave your head then I can shave your head. Head shave is easier than a haircut." Then I said hesitantly "Thanks Aunty, but I will get my head shaved in the Barbershop." But Aunty did not agree and said, "Why, you want to shave your head, right? I will do it for you, now I don't want to hear anything, I am just shaving your head." I did not know what to say. So I thought that I wanted to get my head shaved anyway and if the barbershop was still closed then I would get it done by Aunty. So I told Aunty "OK, if you don't have any problem then please shave my head". Then Aunty laughed again and said, "Even if you don't agree, I was going to shave your head". Saying this she locked the door. I asked why she locked the door, and she said, "Now it is time for the women and girls of the society to come, do you want to get your head shaved in front of them?" I said laughing "No". Aunty locked the door and put on a closed board. Now Aunty took out a white cloth from the drawer and tied it around my neck. Now again she started searching for something in the drawer. Then she took out a clipper from the drawer and kept it in front of me and again started searching for something. I was a little disappointed to see the clipper. I wanted to get shaved with a straight razor. Now I couldn't resist anymore and said, "Aunty, I want to shave my head with a straight razor." Aunty didn't answer, she just kept looking for something. Then Aunty said, "I know, dear. I am just looking for a straight razor." While saying this, she found the straight razor. Her straight razor was a little different. It was as if it was made of silver, very shiny. She placed the straight razor in front of me and said, "So, should I shave your head now?" I nodded while laughing. Aunty also started laughing and started spraying water on my hair. While spraying water, she said, "You don't know, but I don't use the clipper much and if I do, it is only for styling." But I will use this straight razor for you. And you won't believe it, but today I will shave your head in a way nobody has shaved your head." I said, "Really?" Then Aunty said, "Now you see for yourself, then tell me." And saying this, she put the blade in the straight razor and came and stood in front of me. Then she bent my head down. But she started seeing something in my hair, kept the Straight razor down, and started rubbing liquid soap on my head. When my head was completely covered with soap foam, she again picked up the razor and this time she started shaving my head. She kept the razor in the middle of my head and started shaving it toward the front. She was moving the razor downwards. I was seeing the hair getting shaved and falling down. Aunty's hands were very soft and she was shaving my head very slowly. I was feeling my bald head. Now I started thinking that Aunty was right, no one has ever shaved my head like her, then Aunty said, "Look in the mirror and tell me how your shaved head looks?." I raised my head and saw in the mirror that the upper part of my head was completely shaved and hair on both sides. The middle was completely bald. I said, "Yes, it looks good".  Saying this I bowed my head again and Aunty came behind me and started shaving my head from behind. I was now getting bald from behind. I was feeling the hair getting shaved. I said "Aunty, your hands are very smooth. When you move your hands on the bald part, it feels very good." Hearing this Aunty laughed and started moving her hands on the upper part of the bald head. it felt so good that I couldn't even express it, but the rest of the head also had to be shaved, so she stopped her hand and started moving the razor from behind again. While shaving my head Aunty said, "Your bald head is very nice. If it was up to me, I would keep you bald forever." Then I said, "You just order, I will come, then you can shave me bald again with your hands." Hearing this Aunty started laughing like crazy and when she calmed down a bit she said, "Hey I was joking, I have no intention of keeping you bald. Yes, but if you want, once or twice a year I will shave you bald." I said, "I was also joking. My mother does not like me to shave my head." Now aunty came behind me laughing and started shaving the remaining hair. Then she cleaned the hair on both sides too. Now my head was completely bald. Some hair was stuck on my face and bald head which Aunty cleaned with the help of a brush. Now I was looking at myself in the mirror and Aunty was standing behind me and rubbing her hand on my bald head. Then Aunty took some green-colored gel and applied it on my bald head. I was seeing this for the first time so I asked her, "Aunty what is this?" She said while applying gel on my bald head, "This makes the hair thick." Now this gel will make the fine hairs of your head thick and I will shave them too so that your bald head becomes even smoother."Now Aunty applied gel on my entire bald head and then again took the razor and started running it on my bald head. I don't know why but, there was something special in Aunty's hands. If she had shaved my head in my sleep then I would never have known that I was becoming bald. Aunty started shaving with green gel off my head. She moved the razor from the front to back and on both sides and made my bald head even smoother than before. Aunty again moved her hand on my bald head and wherever she felt that rough spot on my shaved head, she shaved it smooth. Now my bald head has become completely smooth. Even in the Barbershop, I couldn't have got such a good head shave as Aunty did. Then Aunty cleaned my bald head with water and then applied some oil on my shaved head. After that Sunty took off the white cloth from me and said, "Now don't wash your bald head for two hours and go out in the sun and send me a shining photo of your bald head" I said "Sure, and if you need any help again then let me know" Hearing this aunty said, "Why, do you want to get your head shaved again?" I said, "Yes, it felt very good while getting my head shaved by your hands, I want to get my head shaved again". Then Aunty said, " If you keep on shaving your head then when will you grow back your hair". I said, "In the monsoon. Anyway in summer it is very hot, and keeping long hair is a problem". Then Aunty said, "Yes, that is true. So come again next month, I will shave your head again like this". And she ran her hand over my bald head. Then I went out in the sun and took a photo of my shining bald head and sent it to Aunty. Within a few seconds, Aunty replied, "Your bald head is shining so much. Finally my hard work paid off"And I also replied, "Yes, it is". When I reached home my mother said"What is this, you got your head shaved again, what happened this time?"Then I said, "I told you about dandruff treatment. I have to shave my head once more. And anyway, in summer shaving head is common". Then my mother came to me and while running her hand over my bald head she said, "From whom did you get your head shaved this time? It is even smoother than the first time. It seems as if there was never any hair on your bald head at all".Then mom went to the kitchen and I started thinking about getting my hair shaved again by Aunty next month

Headshave after long time

Monday morning, I was thinking about those days when I had a bald head. Seema didn't like it so I stopped my regular headshave and stuck to a regular Haircut. My phone rang, and I saw Seema's name on the screen. I answered the call and asked Seema when she was coming back to Banglore to which she replied that it would take 1 more month for her to come back home. I hung up the phone and again went back into the dream world where I was bald. Suddenly I got an Idea. As Seema will not be around for 1 month, let's get a headshave. Till she returns, I will have enough hair to convince her that I got my trimmed not shaved. I reached the barbershop with great excitement. The moment I entered the shop I saw the Barber was changed. Now there is a Barberette. She was smoking hot. She looked at me and smiled at me. I replied to her with a smile and went closer to her. She asked me to sit in the chair and after that, she tied the Black cape with Razor symbols on it around my neck. Then she asked me for a haircut or shave. I looked at myself in the mirror and said Shave, I mean head shave. She nodded her head and went to plug in the clipper. I stopped her and asked her to use the straight razor. She looked at me and said, " Do you want it smooth?" I replied yes. She removed the Clipper and placed it back, removed the Straight razor from her side tool bag and changed the blade. After changing the blade she put the razor on the table, took the water spray bottle, and started making my hair wet to headshave. I was sitting there enjoying the experience. Once the hair was wet she took the straight and stood behind me. I always got my head shaved from behind first so I bent my head. But she had a different plan. She pulled my head and made me look straight. Then she placed the straight razor on the front and sharted shaving it toward the back. This was the first time I got my headshave in this way. I could see the bald patch visible after every stroke. She was very skilled. After every stroke, she used to comb my hair backward to clean the shaved hair off my head. She made sure not to fall on my face. In a few minutes, she shaved me from the front and then bent my head a little and started shaving from the back. I can't see what is happening but it felt good. When the straight razor shaves your scalp, it gives a strange but happy feeling. You can even make out which is your bald portion with the help of air. The freshly bald head is very sensitive. After she finished me from the back, she shaved both sides and now I was completely shaved. No hair at all on my head. She then massaged my head with some white cream to make it shiny. She removed the cape, placed her hand on my shaved head and said that I look cool in the smooth shaved head. I smiled and paid her a little more than she asked. I was very happy with my shaved head. While going home I took more than 100 selfies in different looks. When I reached home, I saw the door was open. I thought there would be burglary but it was worse than that. I saw Seema sitting on the sofa with a cup of coffee. She heard my footsteps and jumped at me screaming surprise, but it was a surprise for her. Her mouth was open and her eyes were stuck on my bald head. She was in that position for a few seconds. Then she said, "What have you done?". I was scared of telling her the truth so I made up a fake story. I told her that I went for a haircut but the clipper got stuck in the middle of the haircut. He was not able to cut my hair with scissors so he suggested shaving the head. I thought going to a different barber like this would be stupidity so I agreed and I got my head shaved. Seema looked at me for a while and said, "Really, that's what happened?" I replied, "Baby why would I lie to you." She then came closer and hugged me and said, "Baby you look so weird." Then she rubbed my shaved head. I told her," I know, baby. but I can't help it." Then she said don't worry, I will apply oil on your shaved head daily, and within a month they will grow back. I said ok. Then she went in to get coffee for me and I was rubbing my shaved head and laughing at my story...

Punishment headshave by female cops

I was in my car on the NH5 highway. The road was empty as a graveyard. There was no sign of any human till the end of the sight. My car was over the speed limit. I thought this would save me some time but, My luck was not so good. I saw a police car behind me, playing siren. I pulled over and waited for the cop. There she was, blond, sexy, and in uniform. She came close to the window and asked for the license. I pulled my driving license from the drawer below and handed it over to her. She looked at the driver's license and then at me. She said, "Is that you?" I replied yes. Then she said, "But in this picture, you are bald." I said, " I know it was back when I had a shaved head." She said, "You crossed the speed limit too. You have to pay the charge for that." I didn't want any tickets on me, so I asked her If there was something we could do? She stared at me and said, " Yes, there is something. Come close to the window." I put my head out of the window. She grabbed my head and asked me to stay still. I got a little scared and said, "What are you doing?" She replied, "Matching your face to your driver's license picture. I am shaving your head." I pulled my head back in and said. "Are you crazy? What are you saying." She said, "I can arrest you for outstanding tickets and for not cooperating with me." I started thinking, hair against arrest, but the answer was clear. I put my head back on the window. She then pulled a straight razor from her back pocket, held it in her right hand, and started running her left hand on my head. Then she placed the straight razor on the center of my head and started running toward me. I was facing down. Soon hair started falling off my head to the ground. She was enjoying shaving my head, I could hear her moaning. The razor was clearing my scalp. It started feeling odd on the shaved portion. After shaving my head from the front, she started shaving my head from the back. Now, after every razor glides, the hair falls on my shoulder and then on the ground. She was pushing the razor from the top to back. The sound of hair getting shaved was clear. After a few minutes, I was completely bald. She was running her hand on my shaved head and called someone on her wireless. She said, "I got one. come here soon." I had no idea who she called. After some time, another cop arrived. She was as hot as the first one. She looked at me and said, "It was my turn, and you shaved him completely." Then the first cop replied, "I know but, I could not help myself. Next time you will be the first to shave, I promise." Then the second cop came close to me, rubbed her hand on my shaved head and said, "Still smoothness is missing." Then when the first cop intervened, " Yes, that's why I called you to make it smooth." She smiled and said, "I love you, baby." Then she took the razor from her, placed her hand on my head, and started shaving it from back to top. She was doing the reverse head shave. After every stroke, she was wiping the shaved hair stuck on the razor on my T-shirt. Afterwards, she looked up. But she was busy shaving my head. This time she placed the razor in front of my shaved head and pushed it towards the back. She was still wiping the hair on my T-shirt. The first cop was standing and watching her shave my head. In a few minutes, my head was shaved smooth. Then she folded the razor and gave it back to the first cop. Now both the cops came close to me and rubbed my shaved head. After rubbing my shaved head for a few minutes, they returned my driver's license and said, " Don't drive too fast." Then they got into their cars and left. I was still sitting in the car, cleaning the hair from my shoulders and T-shirt. After dusting off my shaved hair, I ran my hand on my shaved head. It was seriously smooth. Then I also left. On the whole trip, I kept rubbing my shaved head. I think I liked my shaved head.

Breakup Headshave

After being in a relationship for four years today, Priya and I broke up. Sometimes even four years are not enough to know someone. I was too angry and upset at the same time. I was not able to think straight and didn't know what to do. I was walking on the footpath without having any clue where to go. All old memories of Priya were flashing in my mind. After a few minutes of walking, I reached in front of Lilly's barbershop. Lilly is a nice lady. If I wasn't in a relationship with Priya, I would have asked her out. But, we both are friends. I went inside and saw Lilly was cleaning the hairs from the floor. She looked at me and gave me a big smile. It seems Lilly likes me having around. I also responded to her back with a smile but, she could see that I was sad. She asked me if everything was ok. I sat on one of her saloon chairs and told her about my breakup. She was listening to me very calmly and rubbing my shoulders. She asked if there was anything that she could do to make me feel better. I was looking at myself in the mirror hanging in front of me. I said, "Can you shave my head?". She was startled and said, "You are sad and not thinking straight. I will not shave your head". I said it's okay. I will go to another barber and get my head shaved. She stopped me and said, "If that will make you feel better, I will shave your head." She tied the black cape around my neck and headed to the clipper. I told her, "I want to get shaved with a straight razor". She was holding the clipper and staring at me. Then she said, " You are making stupid decisions due to a breakup". I told her, "Please help me and shave my head with a straight razor". She was a bit angry. Lilly put down the clipper took the water bottle, and started spraying water on my hair. While watering she said, "Clipper would have given you a buzzed look but, the straight razor will shave my head to the scalp." I did not respond to her comment and sat still. Once my head was completely wet, Lilly went for the straight razor. She loaded the blade and came closer to the chair. She bent my head so that she could get clear access to the top portion of my head. In that position, Lilly asked me again, " Are you sure?". I said, "Yes." She replied, "Okay then, ready to go bald." She placed the razor in the middle of my head and took the first stroke. A big pile of hair got smugged on my head. My greenish scalp was visible. Lilly stopped for a while and stared at my shaved scalp. It looked like hair was peeled off my head. She then again placed the razor next to the bald spot and shaved downwards. The bald spot on my head was getting wider. Now the scalp was visible. She again shaved from the top, and this time shaved hairs were falling on the cape. She kept running the razor. Within a few minutes, there was a big bunch of shaved hair piled up on my lap. I was watching myself getting shaved. Lilly shaved my top and took a brush and, started dusting my shaved head. Lilly again sprayed some water on the side of my head and started shaving. She started from the right side first. The razor was shaving my hair and displaying my naked scalp. The sound of the head shave was echoing in the shop. Lilly was upset because I didn't listen to her and made her shave my head with the straight razor. After she finished the right side, she moved to the left side. She shaved me from the left side too. Now I was completely bald from the top and both sides. Lilly then came and stood at my back and pushed my head a little. But I can still see her. She was not enjoying shaving my head but, I think she was doing it because we were friends. She then placed the razor on top and started shaving it downward. I could feel the sensation of razor-shaving my head and the cold feeling on my shaved scalp. She ran a straight razor 4 to 5 times on my scalp. Now I was looking in the mirror at my shaved head. Lilly was standing next to the chair and looking at me through the mirror. I told her, "Can you shave again." This time, she didn't say anything because there was nothing much she could do now. This time she applied shaving foam all over my shaved head and started shaving it in the reverse direction. In a few minutes, My head was smoother and shiny. She said, "Now you must be happy by ignoring my suggestion". I told her that I didn't mean to hurt her feelings. It's just that I want to exhale my frustration and, shaving my head was the only solution struck in my mind. I removed my right hand from under the cape and started rubbing my shaved head. Lilly quickly came and slapped my hand and said, "Don't touch your shaved head." I took my hand back. She then took some lotion in her hand and applied it to my head. It burned like hell. I screamed but not too loudly. She again slapped on my shaved head and said, this is your punishment for not listening to me. After a few seconds, my scalp felt cool. Lilly said, "you shaved multiple times, so it will take longer than usual for your hair to regrow." Lilly took off the cape, rubbed her hand on my shaved head, and smiled. I apologized to Lilly and told her, "I had to do this to offload the breakup stress". I thanked Lilly for her support. Lilly replied, "I know what you are going through and, I am always there for you. I told her that was the only reason I came to her. She said, "If you need any help, do tell me." I replied, "Sure. But, there is one thing, will you shave my head again?" Lilly laughed and said, "Why? Are you going for another breakup." I smiled and said, "No, but I like the way you shaved my head." We both were staring at each other's eyes for a few seconds and suddenly her phone rang. She removed the phone from her pocket and, looked at it and, again put it back in her pocket. She again looked at me and said, "If you like it, then I will shave your head as many times as you want." She came closer and hugged me. I also embraced her in my arms. While rubbing my shaved head she said, "Please take care. I cannot see you sad". I said, " I don't have to take care of myself. You are there for me". She then released and said, "See you soon for your head shave." I replied, "Don't worry. I will not keep you waiting." We both laughed, and I left the shop. While heading home, I got a text from Lilly stating, "Can I see you tomorrow. I want to make sure your shaved head is smooth" followed by three hearts.

Finally she shaved her head and eyebrows

Are you a barber? Do you have a “particular” hairstyle in mind that you dare not recommend but desperately desire to give a client? I did and gave my style or a lack of one to a piece of art girl. It was Monday the 15th and the sun illuminated my shop but no one seemed to bother coming in for a cut, trim, or at least a color. I was planning to close up early but a rap on the door called me. I opened to a girl in a light green dress, her skin was olive, she wore white socks inserted into blue shoes, her tresses hung low covering her shoulders, her pouch was black and her white teeth accompanied her blue eyes. Now, let’s talk about her hair for a minute, it flowed over her shoulders and down her back. She had an overgrown fringe that she blew on to see. “Hello, are you still open?” “Yeah, come on in” She walked in with feminine strides and she marveled at my small shop. “This is quite a shop you have”, she praised,” You must get the top clients of town”. “Nah, I hardly get a woman in here” “(Giggle) except me, huh” “Yeah, ahem, so what style do you desire?” She sat in my chair and I tried a black, satin cape around her neck. “I dunno, do you have a catalog of haircuts I can look at?” I was perplexed, nobody really bothered to use my book of hairstyles. It was left in my desk drawer, gathering dust. I asked to be excused to go grab it and the was gracious for me doing so. It was old and outdated by my standards but the girl turned each page tenderly. “May I ask your name?” I queried. “Oh, I guess I didn’t introduce myself”, she said,” My apologies, my name’s Tracy”. “That’s a pretty name” “Thank you”, she blushed,” All these styles are just so cute and they all would fit my face shape. What do you recommend?” “Me? Oh gosh,(sigh) Well, mmm… Nah, I can’t” “Can’t or won’t?” “What I am about to suggest is just my opinion, I won’t force you to get it” “Whatever it is, I’m sure I can handle it” “Well, in that case, I was thinking a total removal, take off your head hair and shave both your head and eyebrows, again I won’t force you to get it” Her eyes had a sparkle about them,” How about we start with a head shave and we go from there”. I smiled,” Yes, ma’am” I gathered up her hair and tied it with safety rubber bands. As I pumped up the chair, Tracy was shifting her feet with anticipation, she must’ve really wanted this makeover and I was the man to give it to her. I fetched my clippers and plugged them in. She bit her lip affectionately as I started my tool. It was exciting to her and I could feel her scalp bubble with goosebumps. The first pass brought her so much joy that her eyes and smile grew wider with each pass. Hair cascaded down to her shoulders, her lap, and the grey-tiled. “You know”, she said,” I have asked so many before you to shave my scalp but they refused, thank you”. I smiled with happiness spelled across my bottom lip. “I’m glad you accepted my recommendation” Soon, all her hair was microscopic stubble. “Mmm… no more bad hair days”, she exclaimed. “You want to go smooth?” “Oh, yes please” I lathered her scalp, covered the first coat with a hot towel, then applied a second coat for a smooth shave. She remained still as strip after strip of cream left her scalp. When I was through, she marveled at my handiwork and rubbed it with care. “So… how about those eyebrows?” She thought for a moment: “You know what, go for it” Yes, I thought as I clipped her eyebrows away and lathered its remnants. Finally, her head was completely hairless (except the eyelashes) and the process had brought out her natural beauty and illuminated her facial features. “So, what do you think?” “To be honest, I should’ve kept my brows” “Well, it will be a few weeks til they grow back and here” I opened my makeup kit and drew on some mighty fine eyebrows where her brows once harbored. “Now”, Tracy stated,” These are even better”. I smiled and removed the cape, she dismounted the chair and opened her pouch. “Here” She paid me the cost and a hefty tip. She hugged me and then left, another happy client. A week later, she returned but she wasn’t alone, a redhead and brunette were with her. Willing to shave her head?

Seema shaved my head with straight Razor

This story is about Seema. A bald fetish girl. She is a young, hot, and beautiful girl, but deep inside, she has an impulsive thirst for shaving heads. She was afraid of discussing this with anyone, as these kinds of things are uncommon around us. But, her urge to shave someone bald is increasing day by day and, she is not sure how long she could hold herself from doing something stupid. One day I saw her at a coffee shop. She was sitting alone, holding a coffee mug, and reading something from the book she had. I was also alone, so I went to her and said, "Hi!." She looked at me rolling her eyeballs, keeping the book in the same position. She stared at me for a few seconds and said, "Hi, sorry, Do I know you?". I pulled the chair and sat on it without asking and replied, " I am Ron. I saw you and assumed that you were sitting alone, so I thought I should accompany you only if you are comfortable." She smiled and nodded her head in the expression of approval. We then started chatting about ourselves. Seema is a very loving person but, I noticed her staring at my hair multiple times, and after a few instances, I finally asked her, "Is there something wrong with my hair?" She got a little scared and said, "No, No, they look fine. I was admiring your hairstyle." I smiled at her comment and thanked her. She asked me if I ever tried any crazy hairstyle. To which I replied, "No, what about you?" She said, "No, but want to try something different." I said, " How about Bob. You will look cool in Bob." Her eyes were wide open in excitement, but it went normal. Then she said, "You know how much time will it take to regrow them." I said, "I don't know, why don't you give it a try." She then replied to me, "Ok, what about you? what is your suggestion for your hair." I replied, "For guys, there are not many options. We can max shave our head." She was stunned for a while listening to this. I have to call her twice to bring her back. I asked her, "What happened?". she just nodded her head stating nothing. I knew, that she likes to talk about hair, so I asked her again about her bob cut. She stared at me for a few seconds and said, " Ok, I will get bob cut, will you shave your head." I thought she was joking, so even I agreed to it. After that, she said, "So will you shave your head with a clipper or razor." I thought it better to play along with this as this was the only topic we had that helped us to stick to each other for so long. I replied, "Whichever way you want. If you like, even you can shave my head." Her heart started pumping faster. Her hands were shaking, but she managed to hold her emotions. It was like her dream of shaving someone's head bald will be real soon. She said, "So you are saying I can shave your head if I get a Bob haircut?" I replied with a devilish smile, "Yes, you can." She confirmed again, " Are you sure?" I replied in a confident tone, "Yes, I am. Are you." She took her bag and gave me her phone number and asked me to call her at exact 9 pm. I smiled at her, and even she smiled back. I saw her leaving the coffee shop in a bit hurry. She directly went to the beauty parlor for a Haircut. Her hair was very long. She got bob cut as we discussed. After the haircut, her hair length was reduced to her neck. She also shaved her nap. Her whole makeover took plenty of time. It was 9 pm, and in the next second, She got a call from me. I said, "Hi, How are you?" She replied, " I am good. Can you see me at my place now?" I was not expecting this to happen so soon, but I agreed and said, "Yes. Text me your address." She texted me her address. While she was ready to leave, her eye caught the Straight razor placed on the shelf. She asked the beautician if she could buy this razor. The beautician said, " Mam, what will you do with this razor?" Seema replied, "I liked it and want to place it on the shelf for a decorative item." The beautician was hesitating, but when Seema offered her twice the price of the straight razor, she gave it to her. I was waiting for her by the locked door, so I called her. She answered my call, and before I could say anything, she said, "Turn around." I turned around and saw her in the bob haircut look. She was looking completely different. I said, "What have you done to your hair?" She replied, " Chop! Chop!." She then hugged me, but I wasn't ready for it, but she held me too tight to avoid the disbalance. Then she reached to my lips and started kissing me. It was hard for me to resist, so I held her head and started running my fingers through her hair and smooth shaved nape. It was shaved smooth with a straight razor. Then she opened her door and invited me in. I followed her to her living room, where we sat on the cushion sofa and started kissing. A few minutes later, we were just looking at each other's eyes. I asked her why she cut her hair, to which she replied," You like bob haircut, so I did it." I said, " I was kidding. You shouldn't have cut your hair." Then she said," First you tell me, did you enjoy rubbing my shaved nape?" It was a weird question, but I said that I liked it. Then she came more closer to me and said," I want to feel it too, and I don't want to feel the only nape. I want to feel the whole shaved head. I was confused about what she was talking about, so I asked her, "What are you talking about?" She then placed her hand on my head, started running fingers in a circular motion, and said, "You said, I can shave your head bald if I cut my hair. I want to shave your head bald." I kept looking at her. I don't know what to say, or how to react in this situation. Before I could say anything, she took a blindfold from her bag and put it on me. I asked her what is she doing, but she said that keep quiet and enjoy. I was blindfolded, and couldn't see what was happening. Suddenly I felt a hand rubbing on my head. It was like she was standing behind me. She was only running one hand on my head (she had a straight razor in another hand). While rubbing her hand, she said, " I have been waiting for this moment for a very long time. I will enjoy shaving every single hair from your head." After saying that, she placed a straight razor on the front line of my head and started shaving it toward the center of my head. One of her hands was at the start of shave, and she was shaving with another hand. I was feeling the tickling of the razor when it was shaving hair from the scalp. She was slowly running a razor on my scalp to feel the shaving of my head. She was getting excited by looking at my shaved scalp. My shaved hair was falling from head to shoulder and at the back. She ran the razor a few times in the same direction to make it smooth. After shaving the top portion of my head, she untied the blindfold. The bright light struck in my eyes. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust the light intensity. When I was comfortable with light, I started looking at the ground. I was sitting in the middle of shaved hair. Seema was sitting in front of me, looking at me with lustful eyes. She ran her hand on my shaved scalp and said, "It is the best feeling I ever had." after saying that, she bent my head and started shaving my head from the back. The razor was rubbing my scalp and shaving the hair on it. My shaved hair was gathering in the middle of my back and sofa. Within a few minutes, she shaved my head from the back, and In no time, she shaved me from both sides. She was rubbing my shaved head with one hand and holding the straight razor in the other hand. She said," I think one more round of straight razor shave will make it smooth." She again started shaving my head. She was running the straight razor in random directions. Soon I was completely bald. She placed the cushion on the ground and asked me to sit on it. I sat on the floor, and she sat on the sofa, putting her legs around my neck, giving her clear access to my shaved head. She then started rubbing my shaved head. The next thing I remember, I was in bed, and Seema walked into the room with the juice. She said," I hope you had a good sleep. I know this is not what you expected but, last night was the happiest night of my life." She sat next to me while we both were drinking juice and, she started rubbing my shaved head and said," Today can we try shaving cream to shave your head?" I don't know what to say. What do you think???...