The Magic Bun by sissylongmane

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The Magic Bun

By George Wheeler

ADULT CONTENT

Friday evening my partner and I attended a banquet dinner arranged by my partner’s company in honor of some foreign hot shot.

For me preparations started already at noon where I had a bath and washed my mane. Which was quite an elaborate task. My hair is my pride and glory, and it has been growing for I don’t recall precisely how many years. But I’ve always taken enormous pride in my crowning glory and taken ever so well care of it �" for hours and hours and hours…. The result was amazing. Today my impressive blond straight thick mane covered me completely from head to toe �" and further beyond! It dragged three feet behind me making it a total length of eight ½ feet.

Washing, rinsing, conditioning, blow drying, brushing, and eventually arranging this giant mane took more than 4 hours and left me exhausted. But I loved my mane so much. I got a huge hard on walking around naked but completely covered in my golden carpet watching it move from all ankles in the floor to ceiling mirrors in our apartment. I felt the strongest urge to ejaculate in the soft, thick silk �" which I often did because of the pleasure and the healthy shining effect on my mane �" but realized that my hair had to be clean for the banquet dinner.

When my partner returned from work, I was still naked and covered in all my freshly washed locks. As I went to hug him three feet of shiny thick golden hair followed in my trail. My partner loved my magic mane as much as I did, and he had a very visible bulge in his pants as I kissed him and rubbed it hard.

"I missed you honey" I whispered in his ears. "And so did all of this" I grabbed a huge fistful of thick blond hair, unzipped his pants, and wrapped it around his rock-hard shaft. He moaned as I slowly wanked him with my soft ever so good smelling mane and kissed him. And in less than a minute he cum in my long soft silk.

"Ohhh you bad boy. Look what you’ve just done to my freshly washed hair. It has taken me 4 hours to wash it and make it ready for tonight and now you’ve just ruined it". I squeezed his dick and smiled at him. "I hope you enjoyed my mane honey. And for this �" I pointed at his cum running down my hair �" it will dry up before we leave. And I’m sure I will be able to hide it when I put up my hair."

My partner went to take a bath and change for the dinner. And I started on the demanding task of putting up my eight ½ feet of thick heavy straight blond hair.

First, I brushed it with more than a hundred strokes from the top to the end �" which wasn’t an easy enterprise because of the absurd length and thickness of my hair. But my mane had to be absolutely straight without a tangle and shiny to make the result a success.

When I’d finished brushing, I twisted my mane around and around and around like a thousand times. The bun grew bigger and bigger until I had a giant, voluminous gathering of shiny golden hair on the top of my head. It was so big and heavy I almost couldn’t hold on to it, but years of practice had taught me how to hold it in place as I secured it with no less than 3 giant claw clips.
I checked myself out in the mirror. I had to admit it looked absurd with that enormous bun on the top of my head. But also, extremely appealing, and sexy. I immediately got a hard on and started to wank at the look of my giant bun in the mirror.

My partner came out from the bathroom and went up naked behind me. He pushed his hard cock against my huge ass. "You look gorgeous my dear" he whispered in my ears. "I want you �" now. Seeing your mane locked up in that giant bun makes me want you so much. I love to be able to watch your body and your mop at the same time. That’s an exceedingly rare sight." "It’s NOT a mop" I protested. It’s a glorious mane." I know honey �" only when it’s all arranged in that enormous bun, I lose myself and start to rabble." "Ohh you’re so cute dear. I love it when my long hair makes you lose your mind. I’d loved to have you take me here in front of the mirror with my hair put up in this giant bun, but it will have to wait until we come back. Then I promise you will have both my body and bun."

We both dressed in black tuxedos and helped each other arrange the butterflies.

We stood in front of the mirror and admired the sight. What a couple we were. Looking ever so hot and stylish in our tuxedoes and shiny black shoes. My partner with his short sharp stylish businessman’s haircut and me with my �" somewhat ridiculous but also extremely attractive �" giant bun with the three huge golden claw clips.

We left the apartment and took a taxi to the posh hotel where the banquet took place. When we arrived, we attracted a lot of attention. Partly because we were of the same gender. Partly because of our looks. And I must admit probably most to me. And my giant bun. People literately couldn’t keep their eyes off it �" and some even not their fingers! They asked if they could touch my bun and said how huge and heavy it was. I blushed and tried to stammer that it wasn’t all that big and heavy.

After drinks we were tabled apart from each other. I was seated next to an elderly lady who made no effort to hide her disgust of my looks and consequently turned her back at me.
At my right hand was a giant! Around seven feet tall, extremely athletic, and muscular, beautiful body and face. And on top a perfect flattop cut with extreme precision �" an inch high and extremely thick and blond. He looked smashing and when he smiled at me, I melted completely. "Hi, I’m Greg. I must say you look astonishing with that crowning glory on your head." I blushed but managed to utter: "Thank you very much. I’m Dylan. Not all people like my hair, so it’s nice to get a compliment. And particularly from a guy so masculine and handsome as you." The flirting was already on.

He was incredibly good company �" witty, wise, gentle �" all a guy could wish for. I forgot all about my partner and we had several glasses of wine, and both started to get a bit affected.
Suddenly he raised his hand to my bun and lifted it! "Wow. What a volume and what a weight" he said squeezing his huge strong hands on my bun. My cock grew in seconds to full attention. It was so wonderful to have his strong hands around my giant vulnerable bun �" and hear him talk about my hair. I loved it. And I blushed.

"There must be tons of hair up here" he said and smiled at me and put both of his strong hands around my enormous bun. "Hardly tons" I whispered shyly. "I would love to see actually how much" he said and looked me in the eyes still holding my bun.

"I’m not sure you would like what you see" I whispered. "My hair is a bit on the long side."

"I can figure that" he said. "Just curious how long it actually is."

"How long would you guess"? I whispered �" and in the same moment I put my hand on the huge bulge I couldn’t help having noticed in his lap! I squeezed very slowly and very gently �" and ever so discretely. But the effect was immediate. He turned red all over his beautiful face, his breathing went faster as he whispered: "Ohhh what are you doing princess." I smiled at him and rubbed him even harder. He looked as if he was going to faint!

"You never made a guess on the length of my mane" I whispered to him �" feeling a huge urge to kiss him but refrained from it.

The poor guy was so excited he could hardly think nor speak. Eventually he whispered: "I’m sure it is exceptionally long. Perhaps even below your hot ass." "Ohhhh, you think it’s that long" I teased him rubbing his bulge and feeling his strong hands around my giant bun.

"I have to see it" he mumbled. "I’m dying to see what’s hidden behind those giant hair clips."

"That’s a bit difficult here and now isn’t it" I whispered with a smile.

"I must see it" he reiterated. "I must see it. We will find a way. Cause I must see it."

I felt an extremely strong urge to kiss him while rubbing his giant bulge and I could see and feel that I wasn’t alone on that.

We managed to get through the dinner but all the time I just fantasized about the wonderful big guy next to me naked fully obsessed with my floor+ long mane. I almost came in my pants.
My poor partner sent me eyes but cruel me ignored him and eventually he seemed to realize and accept his defeat.

After dinner we were eager to get away and left in a taxi. We decided to go to a bar Greg knew near his apartment. It turned out to be a gay bar but a little bit out of the ordinary. People were dressed up for fun �" some of them seemingly for the kinkier kind. Princesses and princes, masters and slaves, sissies, and military men. We blended in and got a table. I took off my shoes and planted my feet in Greg’s lap and started to rub his huge bulge �" a good old fashioned foot job. Greg seemed to like that VERY much.

We talked but Greg found it hard to concentrate, so I went to sit next to him �" and with my hand in his lap I French kissed him. He rubbed my bulge too and then lifted his free hand to feel my voluminous bun. I loved the attention to my mane. He was so obviously obsessed with my hair.

Then some of the "military" guys came to our table.

There were three of them. All dressed in perfect uniforms. Big, strong, muscular, hyper masculine "real" men. No nonsense types. Alle of them with extremely short sharp flattops.
Greg apparently knew them well and he introduced us:" Gentlemen, this is Dylan. As you can see Dylan is a very handsome �" eh �" guy. Or perhaps it’s not that obvious. I mean that this is a guy, but I can tell for sure that it is." He squeezed my huge bulge.

The military men looked at me with not a very friendly attitude �" but didn’t say anything.

I felt a bit awkward and embarrassed from their behavior and Greg’s initial hesitant remark about my gender.

Suddenly the atmosphere had changed, and I didn’t feel comfortable in Greg’s company any longer and prepared to leave and put on my shoes.

"Well Greg it’s been a real pleasure meeting you. Thak you so much for a wonderful evening. It’s time for me to leave now and I wish you all a pleasant night."
As I rose from the chair, I felt a VERY strong hand on my shoulder pushing me firmly down.

"Not so quick Missy" one of the military guys said. "We all would like to know you a little better �" and see a little more of you."

I felt trapped and extremely insecure and uncomfortable by the tone of his voice and the look at the faces of all four flattop men.

"You see Missy, we offer to take you for a little ride. To a place where you definitely haven’t been before and we’re sure you will find most exciting."

"Hey guys I’m not really sure I want that. I think me and my partner will have to leave now."

"Ohhh so suddenly you’ve got a partner now Dylan" Greg said. "Anyway, I’m confident he won’t mind that we take you for a small ride. You will be back soon and believe me the trip will make a whole new man out of you �" most probably to your partner’s liking."

Without further ado the four big military guys closed in on me and grabbed me by my arms and gently but firmly pushed me towards the doors.

They had a car parked in the neighborhood and pushed me in the back seat between two of the big guys and the other two in front.

We drove out of town and my insecurity and nervousness increased for each mile. No one uttered a word. "Hey guys, where’re you taking me? Pls. drive me back to town. I don’t feel comfortable with this." No reply. Just a little smile on one of their faces. "Keep quiet princess. You will see soon enough where we’re heading."

We drove for another 20 minutes when we arrived at a military installation. The driver showed his ID and said: "Tonight we have a visitor who we would like to show a very special part of the base." The duty officer bowed and looked at me �" with disgust - when he saw my giant bun. "You better hurry guys �" don’t keep that cute little lady waiting."

As we passed the gate I felt like vomiting and dizzy.

We stopped in front of a dark building, and they opened the doors, and we went out. Only then I saw the sign: "Base Camp Barbershop" and a rotating barber pole! My legs immediately felt like gel and disappeared under me. Two of the men grabbed me by my arms and dragged me towards the barbershop. "My Goodness �" little lady almost fainted at the sight of the barber" one of them said laughing and the others joined in. "Better get you seated before you hurt yourself Missy."

They opened the door to the barbershop and dragged me inside. My heart was beating so fast I thought I should die. My throat was all sore and I struggled to breathe. They turned on the light and I found myself in an army barbershop with three traditional red leather barber chairs and six wooden chairs in the waiting area. In front of the barber chairs were huge mirrors and, on the desk, lay combs, scissors, hand clippers, razors, foam, neck paper and other barber tools.

And hanging down in front were electric clippers in all colors and forms �" at least twenty of them!

They closed and locked the door behind me and pulled down the blinds. Then let go of me.

I stood there on the barber floor in my tuxedo with my giant bun and surrounded by four extremely big, muscular military men in uniform and all with extraordinary sharp short flattops.
Greg said: "You’ve teased me all evening princess with that ridiculously voluminous bun. Time to reveal to us what you are hiding up there."

"Pls. let me go" I begged. "I promise not to tell anyone how you took me here. Just pls. let me go."

"Ohh isn’t she just cute our little princess. Makes your heart break �" almost!"

"But first let’s get things straight �" or at least get a bit on the way. Take off you clothes Missy and let’s see your first secret."

I felt even more miserable. Standing amid those four big strong military men humiliated and helpless was bad in itself. But the idea of undressing and appearing naked was even worse. I couldn’t �" and I wouldn’t.

"NO �" I won’t do that. I will not take off my clothes in front of you. NO!"

"Ha ha ha" they all laughed. "Isn’t she just marvelous the little slut. Trying to pump up herself and be all male. If it weren’t so ridiculous it would almost be charming. Now get off those clothes sissy boy so we can see what’s underneath them!"

"NO" I cried with tears starting to show in my eyes. NO, I will not do it. And that’s final"!

Again, they laughed �" this time even more.

"Ohhhh Missy how strong and brave you are. But enough of this. We haven’t got all night."

And then they moved in on me. They grabbed my arms and twisted them behind my back. Then started to undress me! Tuxedo, shirt, underwear, shoes �" all off. Then they let go of me and I stood naked in front of them trying to hide my genitals with my hands.

"Well, well well she’s a real cutie isn’t she boys. So big and so strong ha ha. A real little tiger. Now move those hands sissy boys so we can see your cute little c**t."

"I don’t move my hands" I whispered through my tears.

"Of course, you don’t Missy. So, we will offer you a hand."

Then they grabbed me again and forced my arms behind my back. "Look there �" our little princess turns out to be a little prince. Isn’t that nice" they laughed.

"Time to reveal the secret that monstrous turban on top of your head holds. Who knows maybe it’s a crown �" a crowning glory so to speak ha ha ha."

With the two strong men holding my arms tightly behind my back so I couldn’t move, they approached my beloved, proud giant bun. I knew what was to come and I dreaded it.

Greg had the honor to remove the giant claw clips from my bun. He did so one after another. When he removed the first clip nothing happened. When he removed the second my hair started to loosen. And when he removed the final clip a waterfall of thick straight blond hair streamed down all over me and onto the floor where it gathered in an ever-increasing heap on the barber floor.

The four military men just stood watching in amazement, horror, excitement, and disgust without saying a word.

My golden carpet just kept streaming down all around me covering my full body in the most wonderful golden floor long curtain and my naked feet were soon covered in my own long soft silken locks.

"OMG" one of the guys eventually uttered. "Is that for real? I’ve never seen anything like that. It is shameful and revolting. How a so-called man can allow himself to look like that. It’s gross and horrendous."

"Hey guys" Greg said as he lifted a huge chunk of my mane high in the air. "Before we share the sheep why not have some fun with our little princess." Each of them grabbed large chunks of my mane and pulled it hard making me move from side to side. They laughed as they pulled me around by my giant proud mane. I felt horrible. Embarrassed and humiliated. But this was only the beginning!

They stepped all over my golden carpet main on purpose making it extremely painful. "Ohhh little princess gets tears in her cute sissy eyes. So sorry Missy." They kept pulling and lifting my enormous mane and throw it around. "My God you’re ugly. All that gross hair. You really need a haircut sissy boy."
They undressed and revealed perfectly shaped, muscular bodies all of them. And four of the biggest rock-hard cocks I’d even seen!

"Let’s get her in the chair" one of them then said. I struggled as much as I could but to no avail. They were much bigger and stronger than me. And there were four of them!

They lifted me up in my arms and legs and carried me covered in a blonde sea of golden hair to the barber chair! I almost fainted.

When they reached the chair the pushed me down in to it. I noticed it had straps attached on the arm rests and the metal footstool. But instead of strapping me to the chair, they turned me around. And then strapped me backwards to the barber chair! Never in my live I felt more humiliated and helpless.

"Ohhh isn’t Rapunzel an adorable sight" one said and gathered my voluminous mane in his hands into an out of this world thick and long ponytail. He pulled it extremely hard making my head move backwards till I almost felt my neck breaking.

He then carried the giant ponytail to the back of the barber chair and let go of it. Tons of blond silk dropped down all around in front of me, and the curtain was so thick I couldn’t see a thing.

I was tied down backwards in the barber chair with all my hair in front of me. Helpless. I felt ever so miserable.

Then I felt a hard tug on my mane as one of the men began brushing my mop. At the same time, my huge ass suddenly hurt immensely as another guy started spanking me. A third moved in under my enormous hair carpet in front of me with a giant rock-hard cock. "Suck little princess. Time to taste a real man sissy" and by that he put his enormous cock between my lips and pushed it far inside my mouth. I had no other choice that start sucking him.

Brushed, spanked, and blowing. Now the fourth guy �" Greg �" moved up on me from behind and put some lubricant in my ass followed by a giant rock-hard cock moving slowly and rhythmically inside me. Greg f***ed my huge ass, I blew another guy, a third guy spanked my huge ass and the fourth kept brushing my mop, so it covered the guy I was blowing completely. I was being taken and roughly handled by four excessively big muscular military men at the same time!

"Yeah, sissy boy likes to taste real men’s hard cocks in her c**t and mouth right sissy? Spank that huge ass real hard. It needs to be spanked a lot and hard doesn’t its sissy boy?"

The guy I was blowing was at the point of coming and he pulled out and came in my mane. Soon the brushing guy replaced him, and I started to blow his giant cock. The other gut took over the brushing.

Greg too was near exploding and pulled out and grabbed a large chunk of my precious mane and came in it. He replaced the spanking guy who hammered his giant cock up my huge ass.

After they had all cum in my mop they released the straps, turned me around in the barber chair and strapped me again.

They parted my mane into four and moved backwards with it in their hands stretching my mane in four different directions. It hurt but they kept pulling my mop laughing. I could see myself in the giant mirror in front of the barber chair. I looked horrible and tears streamed down my cheeks. Large loads of cum were dripping from my once proud and invincible mane now in total disarray and ever so fragile.

"Look at the scarecrow" they laughed. "Before we tidy you up and make you presentable, we just have one more little play for you."

They let go of my giant mane that moved back on me and lay to rest all around me down over my body covering the barber chair completely and three feet on the barber floor around the barber chair.

Two of them went to the waiting area and removed the wooden chairs so there was just an empty wooden wall.

The other two released me and dragged me to the waiting area. The two other guys parted my mop into two enormous pigtails and moved to each side of me with them in their hands.

I was then pushed closely up against the wall and held in an iron grip in that position by Greg. The other guy took three brushes from the counter and handed each of the other two guys one. They all started to brush my wonderful golden curtain mop from the top of my head and all the 8 1/2 feet way to the ends.

When they’d finished brushing my fabulous extremely long and thick mane out one of them grabbed a huge chunk and pulled it all the way to the end moving to the left of me. I couldn’t see what was happening just feel the tug on my hair. Suddenly I heard hammering! And shortly after the stretch on the huge chunk of hair became even tighter. Then another guy moved to the right of me also with a giant chunk of hair in his hand and pulled it out in its full length. And again, I heard hammering and the tug on my hair again tightened.

This repeated itself for the next couple of minutes and Greg slowly loosened his firm grip on me and I was able to move my head a little. As I looked to the left, I almost passed out. Theys had hammered up my giant mane with clamps on the barber shop wall! Images of Gulliver quickly passed by in my head. I couldn’t believe my own eyes. What were they doing to me and my glorious more that floor long pride and glory!

Finally, the hammering stopped, and Greg let go of me �" to no avail. I couldn’t move. I was caught against in my hair prison with all my over long blond golden hair attached to the wall. They had hammered up my crowning glory. Made me look ridiculous with all my hair spread all over the wall. Humiliated me with my most precious asset.

"Wow sissy boy. Not sure the camp barbers will be pleased with the new decoration of their wall. Maybe we should just leave you here till they come in the morning and let them cut you down ha ha ha. And cut they will princess!"

And then they started all over again working on me. One guy f***ing my huge ass and another spanking my red ass. The two other guys wanking until it became their turn to take me.

To be continued….

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