1. Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave


    Date: 9/9/2016, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Voyeur, Author: THIRDCOAST, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Chapter One It’s 3:25 and I’m expecting my next client. He’s a regular that I’ve been cutting his hair for about a month. He will be here at 3:30 on the dot. As usual I am nervous. My name is Amy. I’m 24, single and like almost everyone my age, I’m waiting for mister right to come in and sweep me off my feet. I’ve been working at this parlor for about two years and not much goes on around here. I had resigned myself that all guys were after one thing and not what I was wanting or needing. That all changed the day that Mr. Kesler came in to get his hair cut. It was four weeks ago today. I was working with my regular co-worker when he walked in the door. The door chime rang and in walked the man of any young woman’s dreams. He’s had to be in his mid 40’s, about 6’4” tall with short brown hair with just a tinge of gray showing. He was wearing a nicely tailored suit and sunglasses. I nearly tripped over myself trying to get him signed in and led him back to my private room. This is an upscale salon, being that it was in a nice part of town. I had him sit in the chair and asked him what he was wanting today. When his crystal blue eyes met mine, it felt as though he saw right to my core. He saw the self conscious little girl, who couldn’t seem to find what she wanted. I quickly averted my eyes and found myself looking at the ground. His deep baritone voice eased my anxiety. “Why don’t we start with a hair cut.” I looked back up to find him smiling. I felt a tingle that started in ...
    my nipples and went straight to my nether region. This man really had me off balance. I placed the gown over him and lean him back in the chair to wash his hair. I lathered him up and was gently running my soapy hands through his hair. I looked down and noticed that he was staring at my breasts that were just inches away from his face. I have rather large nipples and they are usually in a constant state of arousal as I have had them pierced since my “goth” days. But now they were really aching. I started to rinse the soap from his hair and accidentally brushed one of my throbbing nipples across his face. OMG, I was totally embarrassed. What was I doing? I brought him forward and started toweling the excess water from his hair. He noticed the redness and said, “ you look lovely when you blush.” I thought I was going to die right there. This man made me so nervous. How was I going to continue if I couldn’t stay focused? “Thank you” I replied, totally mortified. “How would you like your cut?” I went on, trying to cover my nervousness. He again looked deep in to my eyes and said, “off the collar and thinned on top.” I start combing and began cutting. My hands were steady but I was shaking inside. I’m not sure if it was the fact that I hadn’t had sex in a few months or the fact that I felt he somehow knew my inner secrets. This man had some kind of power over me. How I knew that or why I felt this way was a mystery to me, but yet I knew he did. He sat quietly, with his hand folded ...
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