The hum of the clippers tickled Carline’s neck. She took the saying that it was better to sit still while being shaved quite literally. On the other hand; she couldn’t really move. The leather wrist and ankle cuffs took care of that. Her blond locks fell like snowflakes in slow motion, covering her naked skin.

With two fingers, Arthur pushed against the back of her head to signal her to bend over. With a long stroke, he made a path from her neck to well past her crown. Around her chair on the floor were long strands of Carline’s hair and she wondered how long it would take for it to reach this length again?

“Regrets?”

Carline shrugged and remained silent. Regret is a tricky concept. Of course she hated that she would be completely bald in a moment. And that it would take weeks – if not months – to get it back into shape a bit. Her hair was a part of her being. Of who she was. Of what she was. On the other hand, she had agreed to it for a reason. She wanted to expose herself fully to Arthur. Surrendering herself to him. To show her devotion and commitment. She was his in all her having and being.

“Now let’s get completely smooth. Are you ready?”

Arthur began soaping her head. His massaging fingers were comforting. Carline closed her eyes and thought of nothing but the fingertips going through the grating stubble on her head. Like an accomplished barber, he pulled the sharp blade scratching along the curves of her head.

“You know what’s going to happen, right?”

“You’re going to tie me up. Bent over on the ‘buck’. So that I’m exposed. Surrendered.”

“And then?”

“They come. Just like last time with Janine. Jos, Leon, Martin, Jaël and Janine of course.”

“And you’re still okay with that?”

Carline felt at ease. It was Arthur’s good habit to regularly ask for consent. Consent for him was not about getting agreement, but about giving a sense of security.

“I’m okay. Really. As agreed. I want it.”

With a warm wet cloth, Arthur removed the remnants of soap and loose hair from Carline’s almost shiny skull.

“You are beautiful,” Arthur said and gently kissed her scalp. “Now first this one.” Arthur put on a leather collar and hooked a strap to the metal ring. Only then did he undo the cuffs. Almost, as if he was afraid she would run off otherwise. But Carline knew her place. She got down on her knees beside him on the floor and looked up expectantly.

“Come,” he said and with a little tug on the leash, he informed her to crawl on her hands and knees behind him to the buck. On purpose, she did so extra slowly, so that the belt was tight and tugged at her neck. She rocked her hips because she knew that would drive him crazy.

Carline had been lying tied on her stomach on the buck for at least twenty minutes when the doorbell finally rang. A small shiver went through her body. Now it was going to happen. The room was immediately filled with hearty murmurs. People were high-fiving and the men were slapping each other on the shoulders. And Carline? She was ignored and strangely, that wound her up. She was nothing. Nothing but a toy for later.

It was only after a few beers that Janine was the first to approach Carline. She walked around Carline and ran her fingertips over her bald head. Janine sank through her knees to get to eye level. Her hair was now a few inches long.

“Hello Car.” Janine’s voice was low. Hoarse. “Do you remember? How you licked the cum off my freshly shaved head last time? Wondering what the evening has in store for you yet?” Janine grabbed Carline’s face and patted it vigorously. “Slut,” she said and stood up to slide her fingers from her head down her back towards her buttocks. With both hands she squeezed the full round ass. Then a firm slap. Then Carline felt fingers between her legs spreading her lips.

“Boys?” Janine tried to drown out the men’s loud voices. “I think one is ready here!” Demonstrating, she slid two fingers into Carline’s wet cunt. There were cheers. Especially when Janine pushed a finger into Carline’s ass. And Carline knew: now there was no stopping it.

“Okay, you know the drill,” Arthur was still saying as the group moved towards Carline. “No breath play and no physical harm. And the cum goes on her beautiful bald head.”

The first cock Carline received in her mouth was Martin’s. He was only half hard, but that soon changed. Someone put quite a bit of lube on her ass and Carline thanked that person inside. A finger in her ass. A mouth against her eager cunt.

She heard being called ‘slut’, ‘horny bitch’ and ‘nympho’. And she knew she served only one purpose tonight. She took dick after dick in her mouth, but Janine also let her serve her orally. Simultaneously, she was being fucked roughly. It was not long before the first one – to loud applause – spilled his seed on her bare skull.

The men alternated and every now and then Janine would kiss her. Semen dripped from her head over her cheek and down her neck. “I’m proud of you,” someone whispered in her ear. It was Arthur. And Carline was happier than ever.