Head shaving Woman

After my last breakup, I decided not to involve 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 come across one unique website. That website was for people with insane fantasies. I thought there is no harm in trying so, I created my profile and waited for a response from women. Within a few minutes, I got a message from a woman name Riya. She wrote, "Hi, Are you up for some fun?". her profile picture was empty. I had no clue how she looks and how old she is. But I was single and desperate to meet someone, so I decided to give it a try. 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 don't know how she looks, so I was looking at every woman passing by me. After few minutes, one beautiful woman walked 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 that 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 don'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 enter 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 urges to shave head of men. All of her partners find it crazy, and they left her. She told me that it's okay if I want to leave. She looked sad, and even my heart was not comfortable 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 is 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 stachu. 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 in my eyes she said, "Shall we do it now". I said there is nothing to wait for so let 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 anyways one day I will get bald so why not stay with her and get my head shaved. She will get head to shave and I will get a woman to love, 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 which I finished already a few minutes ago. 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 set on the stool. She asked me to take off my T-Shirt as there will 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 grimes smile and loading blade in the straight razor. She said, "I hope you like 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 bend my head over the sink. Then she placed the straight razor in my head and started shaving it toward the front. When she took the first glide and stoped. 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 smelling 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 few seconds of rubbing, she pushed my head again on the sink and started shaving my head. She was getting more and more 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 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 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 the sides. I lifted my head and saw myself in the mirror. My head was completely bald but looking messy as still some of the shaved hairs were stuck on it. She 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 checking the smoothness of 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 is 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 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 the bed and told her I am too tired and really need 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 few minutes she wakes me and said She cannot sleep. I was half asleep and struggling to open my eyes. Somehow I managed to respond to her, by asking what can I do to make her fall to sleep. She said she wants to shave more. I bent my head and 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 cannot sit on that stool, if she wants to shave my head then do it while I am sleeping on her lap. She gave multiple kisses on my shaved head and said Okay. She quickly went and brought and the straight razor and placed my head on her lap. I also hold her hips like a teddy and closed my eyes. She then started running razor in the shaved head. It felt relaxing. She was shaving my head in a reverse direction, from bottom to top. After few minutes I again fall asleep and when I woke up in the morning, I was alone on the bed. I went into the living room to there 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 the person standing in the mirror is 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 can I 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 last night but this body is yours in return keep serving me with your hair". By now I understood that she is 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 live so I was safe, that's what I thought. Few months have been passed from that horrifying head shave experience and I also moved to a different state for work. One day I was checking my messages and started thinking about loneliness. I was thinking if I should again try to find a new companion and suddenly my phone buzzed. I received a message saying, "Hi Baby, Show me your hair. I wa

Seema shaved her head in men saloon.

Seema stood at the door and took a deep breath. “C’mon 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 slow down, but the place was busy this morning. After parking her car across the street, she had waited another 30 minutes but to no avail. 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 made her way into the shop. Her first time entering a barbershop. The smell of shaving cream and barbicide 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 in 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 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 and 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 and took a straight razor and sharted shaving her buzzed hairs which were now covered in the shaving foam. She was running straight razor very slowly and carefully. There was is strange chill passing through Seema's body every time the lady barber running 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 too beautiful than before.

Truth, Dare, and Headshave

I lost the game and lost my hair too. Yesterday Seema and I were at home and bored. So 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 rolls the bottle, and it stopped pointing toward me. Seema asked me truth or dare?. I selected truth. She asked me what all things I don't like about her. I took few seconds to think and said that I don't like her long hair. Seema looked at me with a surprised eye. She said that why I didn't tell her this before. I thought knowing this may upset you, so I never disclose 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 is the right time to get rid of long hair. I said that I want to cut your hair. She was shocked to hear that and said, you are kidding me. I smiled and said I am serious. She unwillingly said alright, do it. I brought a scissor 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 that she has to visit a parlor to make it look better. After cutting her hair, I kept the scissor on the table. She was looking at her chopped hair fallen 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 will 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 choose 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 is this. 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 sit on the ground facing her. She then took the water bottle from the side table and started pouring 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, she stopped after few seconds. Then she bent my head down 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 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 remains 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 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 hairs. Then she poured the remaining water from the bottle on my head. The water was cold, so 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 the 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 me shaved head. I noticed it but did not question her. After finishing the tea Seema took the cups and went back to my mobile. Suddenly Seema came and started rubbing oil on my shaved head. this time I asked her what she is doing. She said that 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 few minutes and then set 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 another hand. I was not happy about getting my head shaved but, her touch on my shaved head was extravagantly pleasant.