"But."But...but..." spluttered Jason. "Imagine how it will feel..." Mandy soothed, "hoods will fit better, they'll literally be skin tight... nothing between your skin and the rubber... or leather, for that matter. You'll be SO much more attractive...I LOVE the look of a hairless slave..." Jason could think of nothing to say. He WANTED to do it if it would make Mandy more attracted to him, but... the embarrassment... he was still trying to think of more excuses when he heard the first SNIP of the scissors. His face was already burning. Since Mandy didn't have to be too careful with his hair, it took only minutes to chop it very short. In mere moments, she had it trimmed shorter yet with clippers, and ten minutes later, she had finished shaving him. She stepped back after cleaning his scalp, admiring her handiwork. "Ahh, yes. I've always said bald men were sexy." Jason tried to suppress his embarrassment, while at the same time, wondering what he looked like. "Flora said you don't really like men anymore," he countered. "Jason, Jason, Jason. Surely you realize by now, that you're not like other men? You have something special, maybe it's just a lack of testosterone poisoning, but you're different... better... sexier. Especially when I have you at my mercy like this. `Sigh', I just love new toys." She smiled at him. For a moment, Jason forgot his predicament. She looked great in the tight black rubber miniskirt and high heeled red patent boots. The outrageous bullet bra made her dominant position almost a caricature. "You must believe me," she continued, "that you are actually the only man I've ever been attracted to. Since we split up as kids, I've been with a few others, but they didn't have.... this." She gestured one rubber-covered arm in a wide sweep. |