Sissy long hair boy gets a new look. by George Wheeler II.

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Sissy long hair boy gets a new look.

By George Wheeler II.

ADULT CONTENT

I’m a barber in my forties working in my own one chair shop in the darker part of town. I had my regular customers and overall made it turn around.

The street where my barbershop was situated wasn’t a busy one. Mostly local residents, office workers and people passing through. I knew most of them at least by their faces.

But some fourteen days ago a new face turned up. And I couldn’t help noticing it because it was a damned pretty one. Guy in his mid-twenties wearing a hoodie, blue jeans, and sneakers. I just caught a glimpse of him as he passed the shop window and threw a brief look inside the shop â€" and our eyes met for less than a second.

I carried on with the guy in the chair but later that day I saw him again. This time he walked on the pavement across the street, but he was openly staring at my shop and our eyes met again â€" this time for a little longer. He had the most smashing pair of blue eyes I’d ever seen, and I could feel some small butterflies moving in my stomach.

Next day I was on the lookout for the guy but to my huge disappointment he never showed up. I couldn’t forget him and kept looking for him, but it wasn’t until a week later that suddenly he was there. Walking past my window, this time not so fast and taking a good look inside. I looked straight at him, and he looked back for a few seconds. Then he was gone. I didn’t even register any of his looks apart from those precious deep blue eyes.

In the afternoon I decided to step outside the shop and see if I could get a closer look at him if he approached my shop again.

I’d almost given up and prepared to walk inside and lock up the shop when I suddenly saw him at the end of the street coming my way. My heart started to pump heavily as I tried to keep calm and pretend, I was fixing the barbershop door all the time eyeballing him as he got closer.

He was wearing sneakers and light blue tight jeans again, but the hoodie had been replaced by a white shirt. But what really caught my attention â€" apart from the blue eyes â€" was the enormous bun he was wearing. I’d never seen such a tower of thick blond hair on a guy â€" it must have weighed kilos.

He was now so close to me that our eyes met again. I could see him blushing which looked ever so cute. Probably being so close to a barber that he hadn’t been in years judging from the giant bun felt awkward and embarrassing for him.

As he was just outside my shop, I stared him in his magic eyes and said: "Hello sir, how are you?"

He coughed and tried to clear his throat â€" to no avail. He couldn’t utter a word! Being spoken directly to by a barber obviously was a very new and uncomfortable experience for him.

So, he just nodded and gave me a quick shy smile and hastened on. I smiled and followed the enormous tower of hair on his head wondering how much hair would be hidden inside.

The next few days I kept looking for the "bun man" but he was nowhere to see. I kept thinking and dreaming of him â€" and all that heavy load of blonde silk on top of his head.

It was Saturday afternoon, and I decided to have an early weekend and close the shop since there were no more appointments in my book and not many people in the street.

I was just cleaning the clippers with my back to the door when I heard the doorbell ring, and the door open up.

I turned my head â€" and there he was!

Standing in the doorway dressed all in black looking awfully scared and shy he just managed to whisper: "Are you closed, or could you take me now?"

My heart was beating like a drum and my belly overwhelmed with butterflies as I worked towards him and smiled.

"No sir, you’re just in time. I can take you now. Please step inside."

He closed the door behind him but remained standing, obviously totally uncomfortable.

"You can take a seat in the waiting chair while I just finish up cleaning" I said and pointed to the two hard wooden chairs that made up the waiting area.

Hesitantly he walked to the chairs and took a seat. He looked so scared and pale I thought he could faint any time.

I closed the door and pulled down the blinds and then went behind the curtain in the back of the shop and turned on the cameras I had installed in several places in the shop â€" officially to scare off burglars unofficially to enjoy the recordings of my haircutting in private after business hours.

I stepped back into the shop and looked at the pretty boy sitting all alone and scared in the hard wooden chair. I almost felt pity for the guy. I’d never had a customer so openly uncomfortable and afraid.

"So please take a seat" I padded the red leather seat on my old traditional barber chair and looked at him in his deep blue scared eyes.

He managed to get on his feet and walk hesitantly towards the chair.

I smiled at him as he took the final heavy step onto the steel footrest and lowered himself in the chair almost shaking.

His giant bun of blond silk was less than 2 feet away from me and I felt an almost irresistible will to grab it, hold it, caress it, and weigh it in my hands. But I resisted. One thing at a time. And I was really determined to enjoy this sensational moment and let it drag out as long as possible with the beautiful guy and his magic bun under my control in my barber chair.

"So, what can I do for you today" I asked him. The poor thing could hardly speak a word from fear but finally whispered: "A haircut please."

"That’s what I’m here for so I think I should be capable of helping you with that" I replied with a great smile (and a giant hard on).

"Now you just lean back and relax and enjoy and I will get you caped up nice and tight and we can see what you have in mind."

I took the role with neck paper and tied it around his neck â€" a little tight.

Then I turned to the huge black and white pinned cape on the hook beside the chair, went behind him and unfolded the cape. And swung it around him. I could see the look on his face in the huge mirror in front of us, the fear and discomfort as he found himself trapped inside the giant cape. I locked the cape â€" a little tight and stepped back to enjoy the sight.

I had this handsome guy with all his hair on top of his head safely secured and under my full control in my barber chair just waiting for me to release his crowning glory.

I couldn’t resist any longer and moved up close behind him and reached for the giant black claw clips that held his enormous bun together on top of his head.

"Now let’s see what you’re hiding from the world with those big claw clips." I reached for the first and opened it slowly watching it and his face at the same time in the mirror. He was at the point of fainting, and we hadn’t even started yet!

As I opened the claw clip giant locks of blond straight silk started to unleash and tumble down over his neck and shoulders. When I removed the first claw completely, heavy golden locks flowed down his back. I then turned to the second huge claw clip and started to remove it letting even more blond silk loose and when I finally opened it completely the whole of his back came alive into a floating river of thick straight blond hair streaming down the back of the barber chair covering it completely in blond silk below the barber seat and further down to the floor where it landed in a giant pile.

Although I’d had my imaginations of this guy’s hair this surpassed them all completely. I had to stand back from the chair to fully grasp what I was looking at.

There in front of was a thick curtain of straight silky blond hair covering and hiding everything from the top of his head to the floor and even beyond. My cock was so hard I had to rub it. I’d never seen anything like that â€" not even on a woman.

This guy was all hair!

When I was finally able to pull myself together and come back to my senses I reached for one of those thick golden locks and held it up in the air for inspection. I was in perfect condition â€" all the way right to the ends. Not even a split at the ends. The guy could be the star of all shampoo commercials.

I let go of the huge lock and it swayed back to the rest of the curtain.

I took a deep breath and looked at the guy in the mirror. He looked so small and scared locked up in his cape prison and surrounded by all his curtain hair to the floor.

I had the strongest urge to kiss him and assure him that everything would be all right, but I wasn’t sure that was what he wanted so I held back.

Instead, I said:" WOW what a mane you’ve got. I’ve never ever seen anything remotely like it â€" in my chair or anywhere else. It must have taken years to grow your hair so long."

He looked at me with fear and whispered: "I never had a barber haircut. My mother trims my ends two times a year."

"So, your mummy is your barber. What does your father say to you wearing such an enormous amount and length of hair?"

"He always wanted to take me to the barber for a short haircut, but my mother vehemently resisted it and as a compromise I got to keep my hair provided I put it up whenever my father was around."

I grabbed a hairbrush and moved behind him. The shining curtain of perfect hair right before me to enjoy and …. Cut!

I placed the brush on top of his head and ever so slowly moved it downwards. His thick carpet hair was so silky and smooth that the brush almost found its way through it without me needing to lead it. Not a tangle anywhere in sight just smooth silky wonderful blond hair. As the brush reached the floor, I had to get down on my knees to brush it all the way to the ends that lay on the floor.

When I got up, I gathered his enormous mane and lifted it up so I could find the peddle and pump up the chair so his hair possibly would hang free off the floor.

I pumped him up as high as I could â€" a good two feet. And let go of his magnificent mane. It swung back to the chair and down like a river of gold. The ends now barely touched the floor â€" just 2-3 inches above. Now that his mane could move more freely it looked even more impressive and attractive â€" so much movement and splendor.

I started to brush his mane again. Time and time again. From the top of his head to the ends I suppose it measured around seven feet!

I looked at his face in the mirror while brushing him and I could see and feel the tension ease. He started to relax â€" and clearly enjoy having his voluminous mane brushed over and over again.

He closed his eyes and almost seemed to fall into some sort of trance. And something else happened. There was very visibly a bulge growing in his lap! It was clear that this guy really enjoyed having his hair done to the of getting a hard on!

I myself wasn’t wholly unaffected either. In fact, brushing and looking at this giant golden curtain and imagining putting my scissors and clippers into it and destroy all its glory gave me a huge hard on. And even more so noticing the guy now discreetly moving his hand over his lap under the giant prison cape.

I kept brushing another couple of minutes and then put down the brush and moved in front of him. The beautiful guy with his eyes still closed seemed to be in a world of his own and didn’t stop rubbing his bulge.

I decided to make a move and leaned forward and kissed him on his mouth. Contrary to what I may have expected he didn’t object and push me away. He opened his mouth, and we started French kissing.

It felt wonderful and my hand started to find its way under the giant cape and into the huge bulge in his lap. When I found it, I started to rub it, and he mourned still French kissing me.
Then I felt his hand on my huge bulge. He massaged it gently and I felt like I was in heaven.

We kissed and rubbed each other’s bulges for a while. Then I whispered in his ear: "What about the haircut you came here for baby?."

He moaned and whispered: "Do you really want to cut my beautiful floor long hair?."

I bit his earlobe gently and whispered: "Oh yes, my darling. I very much want to cut that beautiful long hair of yours." I could feel him squeezing my bulge even harder and his breathing got heavier.

"You look like a girl with all that floor long thick blonde curtain hair. You really need a haircut. A real man’s short haircut."

My words made him visibly more excited, and he unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down. My rock-hard cock stood horizontally. As he started to slowly wank it, he leaned forward towards my stone hard shaft. And long thick locks of blond silk moved with him and soon filled up the cape as he took me into his mouth and started to blow me. I should really concentrate on not coming immediately.

When he then took some huge chunks of thick long blond silk and twisted it around my rock-hard cock until it was completely covered in hair and wanked me and blew me, I couldn’t hold back any longer and shot a massive load of cumditioner into his fairy tale mane.

"OMG" I whispered. "OMG that was so intense and dirty."

I leaned forward and kissed the hair boy.

Then I put the huge cape aside and unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down. I took his huge cock into my mouth and as he leaned over me, and I was covered completely by his massive, long blond mane he came in my mouth.

After that I undressed and pulled off his pants. He got up from the barber chair and we stood in the middle of the shop French kissing again. Me naked. Him with the huge cape around him and all the back of it hidden behind a massive curtain of floor long blond silk.

I could see the whole of his back covered in the golden hair coat in the huge barber mirror and I had to f*** his sexy ass with all that long golden hair all over him. So, I grabbed his rock-hard cock and lead him to the barber chair.

"Are you going to cut my hair now?" he whispered â€" excitement and fear in his voice.

"No baby not yet. Climb into the chair but this time with your knees on the seat and your back towards me â€" and all that extremely long thick blond hair thrown over your head hanging down in front of you and down the back of the barber chair to the floor.

He did as instruct â€" mixed feelings of relief and disappointment not getting a haircut (yet!) â€" and turned his big sexy ass towards me and all his long blond hair hanging in front of him down the back of the chair.

I spanked his wonderful tight ass and kissed it. "OMG your ass is as sexy as your sissy mop" I moaned. "You really need to have that ass f***ed hard and deep before I give you that haircut you’ve dreamed of for years my little sissy princess."

He moved and twisted his adorable ass towards me. I then turned the chair around, so he got his face in the direction of the huge mirror â€" however not too much avail since his thick carpet hair completely prevented him from seeing a thing.

But I could see all of that gorgeous long blond hair and had a free view to his sexy ass as I mounted him.

He moaned and cried a little.

"You sexy little sissy princess Rapunzel. You’re getting g your pretty ass f***ed and afterwards all that long blond golden silk will taste my scissors and clippers." He sighed deeply and rotated his ass as I penetrated him ever deeper. "I think you get excited sissy boy when I tell you about my scissors and clippers in your beautiful long blonde sissy mane right."

"Noooo" he whispered â€" but it was obvious that he didn’t mean it.

I spanked his ass and f***ed him harder. "You’ll love the sound when my scissors shear through your thick curtain of blond hair. And you will come when you hear the metallic noise of my clippers and feel them on your naked skin."

Both of us exploded at the same time and I retracted slowly.

He looked formidable. With all that wonderful girly hair hanging over the back of the barber chair to the floor and his sexy ass just before me. I spanked it gently and whispered in his ear: "Haircut time baby."

I helped him turn around in the chair and arranged the cape, so it covered him completely in the front again. And brushed down the enormous hair carped in the back until it hung straight, golden and like a soft, thick curtain just free of the floor.

I moved in front of him. "Now pretty boy. What shall we do with all this girly hair? You’re the customer so you decide the cut â€" perhaps."

He cleared his throat and whispered: "I came in here for a small trip because my mother is so busy at the moment, she hasn’t got the time to give me a trim. Maybe you can just give me a small trim?"

I just stared at him.

He got the message." Or maybe a little more than just a trim?" he hesitantly proposed.

"And how much more do we exactly have in mind sissy boy?"

"Ehhh well I don’t know. I’m not sure. Maybe something like five inches. I’ve never lost so much hair at a time. My mother always just takes off 1-2 inches".

"Five inches you say pretty boy. This would mean your mop would go from six feet to six feet minus 5 inches. And you call that a haircut! This is not a beauty parlor sissy boy. This is a barbershop where men go to get real men’s haircut not fancy sissy princess hairstyles."

He looked at me and then with a deep sigh asked: "But what would you propose then?."

"If I had it my way Rapunzel you would leave all six feet of golden silk on my floor when you leave. You would sport a smashing stylish sexy short sharp flattop with white walls and shaved neck. That would turn a sissy mummy’s boy into a real man. You would love the transformation and getting rid of all that heavy load on your head â€" feel the fresh air around your head and save hours of hair care every week."

"Flattop" he gasped.

"I know it’s a big step sissy princess. But you will love it, and you will look smashing."

"I don’t think I’m ready for such a drastic change" he mumbled. "Couldn’t you try something that would change my appearance but let me keep most of my length?"

"How would that be possible sissy boy?"

"How about bangs? My mother has talked about cutting g bangs on me several times. She says I would look awfully cute with bangs. Would that be an idea? I mean you would get to cut off almost six feet of my frontal hair."

"Hmmmm. bangs are for sissy princess girls not real men, but I guess it could be a start. Could be a passage in the front from floor long hair to flattop if I cut them bangs really short. I say let me cut a good bite off the back and give you micro bangs. That would change your look. If you don’t like it’s only a short way further up to a flattop."

I started to brush down his frontal hair before he got the time to regret it. It was so thick and heavy and covered the whole cape in front. One thing, however, the mop didn’t conceal was the movement in the lap. There was very visible activity down there. It seemed the hair curtain guy was equally excited of the prospect of sex feet of long golden silk soon hitting the floor as me.
When I put down the brush his face was hidden behind a wall of thick straight blond silk. He could hardly breathe beneath under that heavy hair carpet.

I paused to wank my rock-hard cock. I loved what was going to happen. Plowing my extra sharp barber scissors through that thick vail of golden hair was a dream coming through.

The sissy hair boy was wanking so hard and breathing so heavily so I thought he was at the point of cuming.

I turned the chair away from the mirror so he couldn’t follow his haircut.

Then I grabbed my sharpest pair of scissors. I cut in the air close to his ears and could see him shake â€" from fear and excitement.

"So, hair boy. Now we are going to make you see again. All these six feet long heavy golden locks will fall when I cut my way across your forehead. All your long hair will slide down the cape onto your lap and unto my floor. That will be wonderful."

My cock was near explosion as I placed the scissors in his extremely thick blond mop just above his nose. From there I slowly moved them higher and higher until I reached what I judged to be the hairline. I then moved the scissors to the left until they touched his ears.

I lowered the blades a bit and moved them a bit forward. I was ready.

I couldn’t help rubbing my giant hard on as I ever so slowly squeezed together the ultra-sharp blades around his massive but also vulnerable beautiful thick straight blond frontal hair reaching six feet to the floor.

"Now we will make you see sissy boy and ease you breathe." I squeezed the blades together and with a loud snare six feet of wonderful thick blond locks separated from one short inch and a half. The heavy curtain locks slid down over his face, further down the cape and landed in a big heap in his lap.

He was trembling and sobbing and had stopped wanking, but it was all too late to regret now. Ever so slowly I moved the scissors from the right side of his forehead towards the left.

For each closure of the blade’s tons of silky six feet long blonde chunks of hair left his forehead and slide down over the cape unto the lap â€" but it was so full of hair already that it cascaded further onto the floor where it started to pile up.

I had now reached his right eye which became freed from the dense hair curtain with another closure of the ultra-sharp blades and while tons of silky long hair rained down over him his magic blue eye became visible.

"Hallo their beautiful sissy boy. Welcome to the light. Doesn’t that feel wonderful being able to see again and relieved of all that heavy carpet hair?."

He was so distressed by the haircut that he just sat paralyzed in the barber chair as I continued the haircut journey straight across his forehead an inch from the hairline.

Soon I reached his left eye and suddenly both his beautiful blue eyes were visible. I paused the haircutting and kissed his lips which also now had been released from the heavy frontal hair prison.

He didn’t respond to my kiss, and I started on the final journey to cut off six feet of frontal hair and replace them with little girl baby bangs.

As I reached the end of the left side of his forehead the cape was completely covered in a sea of cut six feet long blond strands of hair â€" his lap was overwhelmed with cut hair and on the floor beneath and around the chair a huge pile concealed the floor completely.

I moved back to admire my work. My cock was so stone hard, and I wanked as I looked at the beautiful guy in my chair. Totally covered in cut blond hair and with perfect straight cut bangs across his forehead. He looked horrible and extremely sexy and beautiful at the same time.

"Are you ready to see the new your sissy boy" I asked as I turned the chair ever so slowly to face the huge barber mirror.

I don’t know what he expected. Of course, he could see from the tons of shorn ultra long locks all over him and on the floor that something very drastic had happened to his looks, but I don’t think he was nearly prepared for the sight that met him when the chair faced the mirror.

He looked so immensely cute and horrible with those micro bangs and all his wonderful long hair cut off â€" and still tons of it hanging down around him on the floor. I just had to kiss him and walked up to him. He just sat completely paralyzed and looked at the foreign creature in the mirror.

"Oh, baby you look adorable with your new little princess baby bangs." I kissed his lips and forced his mouth to open with my tongues and started to French kiss him. In the beginning he just kept sitting in the chair frozen like a stone but slowly he started to respond to my kissing.

I moved my hand under the cape and started to wank his cock that was growing very quickly and soon filled out my hand.

I kept wanking and kissing him surrounded by thick blond hair everywhere. He started to wank my stone hard shaft and before long moved his head with those ugly lovely micro bangs to my cock and started to blow me. The sight of him covered in blond hair except for his face which was now opened and free of hair except for those precious bangs made me come immediately.

I shot a heavy load of cumditioner into his freshly cut baby bangs and soon he followed after my hand job.

"OMG you look lovely dear" I told him. "But we’re not quite finished yet."

He looked at me with surprise: "What do you mean? I just lost seven feet of hair, and you changed my look completely. What more do you want?."

I moved behind the barber chair and grabbed a hand full of thick lovely seven feet long blond hair. "Your hair is still extremely long in the back for a guy. We need to do something about that too"! I tugged on his mane and his head was forced backwards.

"What what do you mean" he stammered.

"I mean that we need to cut off some of all this girly hair on the sides and in the back too. You look like a little princess doll with all that pretty floor long blond hair."
"But I really don’t want to lose more of my hair today" he replied nervously.

"Well, that’s too bad sissy boy. You should have thought about that before entering my shop. You see here it’s the barber’s choice which haircut he finds will suit the customer best. And your hair is way too long, and we need to do something about it now."

"Please no" he begged. "No more haircutting for today please. I’m sure I will be very fond of my new bangs once I’ve gotten used to them. But I really don’t want to lose more hair today."

I pulled his long mane extremely hard. "Now listen carefully princess. Either you sit calmly in the chair and let me do my work. Or I’ll tie you down in it and shave you bald."
His eyes panicked and for a moment I thought he would pass out in the chair.

I grabbed the brush and moved behind the chair. I started to brush all the remaining extremely long hair from the top of his head almost to the floor. It shone like the sun, thick as a carpet and in perfect condition. For a second, I almost hesitated about sharing this beauty. But only for a second. I am a male barber after all!

Having brushed the mane for several minutes I left it hanging almost on the floor completely hiding everything from the top of his head to the ends.

"As far as I remember son you asked for a "small trim." You did get a little more with your frontal hair. So, I might just show some mercy and give a "trim only" in my version. You just sit back and relax. I can see how tense you are. It’s just a small haircut nothing more."

I could see him swallow several times in the mirror and clear his throat. He managed to whisper: "Trim only please. I can’t stand losing much more hair today. My long hair is my identity and trademark. It’s what sets me apart from everybody else."

"Don’t worry about that. Rest assured that NOBODY has bangs like you. You will definitely stand out everywhere with those bangs. Now no longer talk. Let’s get this mop cleaned up a bit."

I grabbed the Oster76Classic â€" my favorite clippers. He noticed me taking the clippers and his face turned pale, and he started to raise himself from the chair. I put my left hand on his shoulder and pushed him down. "Remember sweetie if you’ don’t behave I will tie you down and shave you bald. Is that what you want?"

He shook his head vehemently so the whole curtain wall moved from side to side.

"Now sit still sissy boy." I turned on the clippers and the loud metallic sound filled the room. He was shaking as I moved the clippers closer to his golden seven feet long blanket. I was so tempted to grab his head and lock it under my arm and run the clippers from his new sissy bangs and backwards sending seven feet of golden locks racing to the floor. But I managed to resist my urge.

Instead, I placed the clippers some three feet above the ends and pushed them into the heavy silky hair curtain. The powerful Oster clippers slowly cut their way deep into the wonderful dense carpet and long heavy blond three feet long chunks of silky hair separated from the rest and cascaded towards the floor.

I retracted the clippers and enjoyed the work of Mr. Oster. The clippers had cut an almost two inches broad whole in the heavy hair curtain. I smiled and rubbed my stone hard cock and placed the scissors to the right of the whole and pushed it into the dense hair carpet again. The clippers slowly plowed their way through the thick carpet mop and three feet long locks fell to the floor. I continued to enlarge the hole in the hair blanket moving the clippers to the left.

The sea of cut blond silk covered my ankles as I reached the end of the mane on the left side.

It was a sight for Gods. Half his precious mane still intact hanging on the floor. The other half swayed three feet over the floor with extremely thick blunt cut ends.

I couldn’t hold on any longer. Turned off the clippers and grabbed a huge chunk of the seven feet uncut hair twisted it around my stone hard shaft and quickly wanked until I came in the mop. My cumditioner floated down the long blond locks.

I grabbed the Oster clippers again and turned them on. I continued to remove three feet of silky locks on the right side leaving him with a perfectly blunt cut mane hanging just below the seat of the barber chair. I had never seen long hair look so splendid on any woman. His mane was cut straight across his back thigs in a perfect thick blunt cut line.

I turned off the clippers and moved in front of him. At first, I thought he had fainted in the chair but then I realized that he was completely paralyzed.

I kissed him and said: "Easy now princess. It’s over â€" for now. You’ve got the trim you asked for. And I was generous and gave you a bit more than just a "small trim."

My shoes were invisible in the enormous amount of shorn blond locks on the floor. I moved behind the chair again and unbuttoned the cape and removed the neck paper. Then I lowered the chair.

"Please step out of the chair Rapunzel and enjoy your new smashing look."

With extreme difficulty he got up on his feet and stepped into the giant sea of shorn golden locks. I had to grab him when he saw what was on the floor. His pale face turned all white!

"Easy now princess remember it’s only hair and you really needed a trim. Those ends were in horrible condition like old wool. So, they had to be removed."

He almost stumbled as he walked on his own wonderful long locks. His legs were shaking, and he couldn’t utter a word.

I held him and turned him around so he could face the mirror.

"Look sissy boy. So much better with those cute baby bangs and the back much more manageable and in good condition." He turned a bit and let out a cry when he saw his hair in the back now only covering his back thighs and not his feet.

"My hair. My lovely long hair. What have you done" he whispered with his eyes filled with tears.

"I gave you a much-needed trim and the fresh look you agreed too. You look adorable. And you still have four feet of long sissy hair. You just appreciate I didn’t buzz it all down to the woods."

He tumbled towards the door that was still locked. I went up to him.

"Today your haircut is free. All I want is a kiss." I grabbed his head and held him tight as I kissed him.

"I’m sure you will enjoy a LOT of attention with your new haircut sissy boy. Next time you visit my shop we will take off the rest of that ridiculous sissy long hair."

I unlocked the door, and he almost fled into the street. I looked after him as he stumbled down the street with all his four feet long silky blond locks flowing behind him. I hoped to see him again soon in my chair.

CONTINUATION?

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