As a twenty five year old unmarried American Company Executive I was on my first visit to Minsk and dearly in need of a haircut. While reading the local newspaper one morning I noticed the above advertisement.
I thought to myself why not give her a try.
I went back to my hotel room and dialled the number.
"Ello, dis is Lyudmila speaking how may I help you".
"Hello Lyudmila this is Gregory speaking, I am on a working visit to Minsk and need a haircut. I noticed your advertisement in the local paper this morning and was hoping that I may be able to have you cut my hair sometime during my visit".
"Dat should not be a problem Gregori" she replied "would you like me to come to your place or would you prefer to come to mine".
"Well I am currently staying in a hotel on the outskirts of the city near the airport".
"I can come out there if you wish" she replied "but I live in the central city and if you have business in the city during your stay you may prefer to make an appointment and come on that day".
"I will be in the city tomorrow and I have the afternoon free so why do we not make it for then" I queried.
"OK" she replied "how about two o'clock and please remember I do not like people to be late for appointments at my apartment".
"Two o'clock tomorrow will be fine" I replied
She gave me the address of her central city apartment and said goodbye.
I put the phone down and for the rest of the day could not help but keep thinking about Lyudmila. She had sounded very young and sexy on the phone but what was she going to be like and what was she going to do to my traditional short back and sides haircut.
I was a little nervous when I awoke the next morning not knowing what I had let myself in for in making my appointment with Lyudmila but since I would be in the city and her apartment was not too far from the meeting venue I thought what the hell I may as well go for it.
The meeting did not go as well as I had hoped so I came away with the view that my day could only get better with my visit to Lyudmila. I took the Metro subway train the few blocks to where Lyudmila's apartment was on Terashkove Blvd but I was running fifteen minutes late and did not arrive until two fifteen.
I pushed the bell to the ground floor apartment and within a few seconds the door was answered by this absolutely stunning brunette with a short cut bob finished with a clippered undercut to the top of her ears on the sides and back. I would guess her age to be only about twenty years or so. She was wearing a very short white leather skirt and a red leather like low cut blouse.
"Ello, you must be Gregori" she said as she greeted me at the door "come on in".
I stepped inside and Lyudmila locked the door behind me.
"And what am I to do for you today Gregori" she asked.
"I just came for a good haircut" I replied.
"I'm sure I can do that for you" said Lyudmila "looks like you're sure in need of one. I have two saloons in my apartment and usually give my clients a choice. I have converted one of my bedrooms on this level into a normal saloon while I also have my hair fetish saloon down in my dungeon. However because you arrived fifteen minutes late for your appointment you do not get a choice. It is me who will make the choice and I have decided we will go to the dungeon to do your haircut. Also for the rest of the afternoon you are to call me either Mistress Lyudmila or just Mistress. Are you clear on that".
"Yes Mistress Lyudmila" I replied not sure what I had let myself in for.
"Good, then follow me. I have locked the door so we will not be disturbed and no one will be able to see or hear us in the dungeon saloon. As long as you do as I say you will come to no harm".
Mistress led me to a door in the hallway which looked like the door to a linen closet. She opened it up to reveal stairs leading down. She turned on the stairwell light before shutting the door and leading me on down to what was obviously the dungeon. She opened the door at the bottom and turned on the subdued lighting. I followed her into the heated room and she turned and locked the door behind us both.
"Now I have you here I do not want any monkey business" she said in her Russian accented English "if you try to get up to mischief I have the weapon for you".
"I promise to be good if you promise me a good time Mistress" I replied.
I took my time to look around the room which was set up as I imagined a dominatrix with a fetish for hair would set up. On one side was a double bed already set with a sheet and the blanket folded on the end and on the opposite side a large barbers chair facing a large mirror and what was obviously Mistress Lyudmila's barbering station. All around the room was equipment that I expected would be used by a dominatrix.
"I want you naked for your haircut Gregori" she said "you may pop behind the screen over there to get undressed and when you are ready take a seat in my barbier chair and I will be right with you. Do not touch any of my equipment".
"No Mistress Lyudmila" I replied as I headed off behind the screen
Mistress Lyudmila headed into a small room off to the side obviously to get changed also.
I undressed behind the screen and walked over and sat in the barbier chair. The chair was finished in a suede type clothe and had a sanitary paper toilet ring tissue sitting on it which I sat on. The barbier station was well set up with two sets of clippers, one a large white clipper with a long neck and interchangeable cutting blades with the name "KUNETSOV" on the cutting head, obviously made in Russia while the other was an American made "WAHL" multi cut machine. She also had all the other normal paraphernalia including various scissors and razors combs and a hot shave foam dispenser.
"Are you ready Gregori" she enquired from the side room.
"Yes Mistress Lyudmila" I replied.
Next moment there was a click and some whirring sounds from the chair as my wrists were automatically shackled to the chair alomg with my ankles. My thighs were also forced open enabling Mistress to see my dong which already was feeling aroused. The centre of the seat on the chair also dropped away to be replaced by some kind of device which moved up and rested against my butt hole.
Now with me shackled to the chair and virtually unable to move anything except my head, Mistress Lyudmila moved into the room. She was dressed in skin tight fitting pink lingere with holes for her nipples and a hole between her legs. She was also wearing long pink satin elbow length gloves. She had a peg like device attached to each nipple obviously to give her some pleasure while doing my haircut. God she looked sexy.
"Well Gregori" she said "are you feeling a little randy. Today we are both in for a treat. You are the first American to have a haircut in Mistress Lyudmila's dungeon. Today I am going to use a short make up cape rather than a longer haircutting cape. With you shackled I want to be able to touch your dong while cutting your hair and also I will be able to tell your state of arousal by its size. I also want to be able to shower your dong with your hair as I am buzzing it off. I am in control now and you are in for a short one".
Mistress Lyudmila gave my dong a couple of strokes before placing a tissue around my neck and caping me with the short make up cape. She then gave the chair a few pumps up to her working height. She moved in front of the vanity opened a drawer and took what looked like a Smith and Wesson revolver and laid it on the vanity. She then took a cigarette from a pack which was sitting there and lit up taking a long drag before blowing the smoke toward the ceiling. Finally she then took the big white "KUNETSOV" clipper from the hook and stood there holding it in her right hand with the cigarette in her left.
"Well shall we get started then Gregori" she said "your hair will be cut the way I like my men to look when they leave my dungeon saloon".
"Yes sure" I said hesitatingly "but first why do you have that pistol on the vanity".
"Oh that" she replied "I told you that if you get up to any mischief I have the weapon for you. This is it. I call it the silencer. When any of my clients become unruly I only have to pick that up and they soon quiten down. As you can see from the hole in the wall over there I have only used it once and it was a warning shot. No one can hear it from outside so I feel quite safe with it. The one client I threatened with it became subdued very quickly but his haircut was over very quickly also and I soon showed him to the door".
Lyudmila turned the big barber chair away from the mirror, turned the subdued lighting to full bright and turned on the big white "KUNETSOV" clipper. Then standing on the left side of the chair drove the machine up the left side of my head in front of my ear mowing off the sideburn. The clipper had a slow chatter to it not like the whining of the American "OSTER" machines and I could feel a tug on my hair at the end of each stroke. As she was clipping Lyudmila would toss the shaved hair from the clipper down the front of the makeup cape allowing it to fall into my pubic hair around my dong which was starting to get more aroused.
The big clipper was making short work of shearing off my hair as Mistress Lyudmila worked her way from my left side around the back of my nape. As she neared the middle she obviously turned on the device which was being pushed against my butt hole and it started to vibrate and assert more pressure. This relaxed me and aroused me much more and the device eventually penetrated my butt. Meanwhile Lyudmila continued to smoke her ciggie occasionally blowing the exhaled smoke into my face while weilding the large clipper. She did not touch my head with anything other than the clipper as she eventually reached to in front of my right ear taking off the sideburn with ease. She changed her hold on the clipper, cupping it in her hand and placed it on my forehead and mowed a strip right over the top through the middle. The blade on the machine was leaving my hair about three eighths of an inch long.
It only took a few more strokes and my hair was completely shorn to that length. Lyudmila turned the chair back to face the mirror. I looked at myself in the mirror, my hair had never been shorn this short before.
"How's that for the first round buzz" asked Mistress Lyudmila "we have a long way to go yet".
"You have complete control Mistress Lyudmila" I replied not wanting to see her having to pick up the silencer.
I watched as she reached for a different cutting blade and heard the change in sound as she swapped blades without turning the motor off. She took one final drag on her cigarette and stubbed it out in the ash tray before once again turning the chair away from the mirror. Meanwhile the relaxing vibrations continued.
Lyudmila took hold of my head in her left hand and drove the clipper from the base of my neck right up over the top to my forehead. A large amount of short hair fell down over my face and into my unclothed lap.
"How did that strip feel" asked Mistress Lyudmila as she stood infront of me with holding the chattering clipper in one hand while teasing me by fingering herself through the little twat hole with the other. I could see she was obviously getting aroused herself by the wetness in her pink panty area.
"That felt just great Mistress" I replied with my pole getting harder by the minute "how close does that blade cut."
"This is cutting you at one quarter of a millimeter which is the closest cutting blade I have. You will be completely bald when I have finished".
Mistress started to do around the sides from in front of my left ear. Every now and then between strokes with the clipper she would give my pole a couple of strokes also. She was a very sexy woman who was in complete control of me. She cleaned up right around and finished in front of my right ear before turning the chair around to face the mirror. I could now see myself and the sides and back of my head were completely whitewalled and there was a single strip mown right over the top.
With the clipper still running mistress took up a position straddling my upper legs with her moist twat and pink panties resting up against my pole which was now becoming almost uncontrollable. Holding my head still with her left hand she stroked the clipper across my head from right to left. She continued stroke after stroke and then it happened. My pole went off like a gushing volcanoe with my juices shooting up the front of Mistress Lyudmia's lingerie and over here nipples.
"Oh my god Gregori you have erupted and spurted your juice all over me" she said "I will have to stop clipping and clean up a little. This was not meant to happen yet".
"I could not help it Mistress Lyudmila" I replied as she turned the clippers off and placed them on the bench "with the vibrations of the butt plug and the feeling of your pink lingerie against my pole I just could not hold on any more". Mistress then also turned off the vibrations from the butt plug.
Mistress then slipped out of her lingerie and was now standing naked beside the chair. She took a towel and unclipped the pegs and wiped my juice from her nipples and from around my pole where it was sticking to the already clipped hair. She then turned the chair away from the mirror again and restarted the "KUNETSOV" clipper and began to finish off clipping off the hair from the top of my head. It only took a few strokes over the top and my hair was all clippered completely bald as close as the clippers would cut. When finished Lyudmila switched off the clipper and placed it back on the bench.
Mistress then took the "WAHL" clipper from its hook and clicked it on, then holding it inverted lined out my sideburns, over my ears, and down the sides and across the back of my neck. She next covered my neck with shaving foam from the dispenser and with her cut throat razor shaved all the fuzz hair from my neck. Finally she brushed me off with the talcum powder neck brush and removed the cape and neck strip.
With me still shackled to the chair and my pole still fully at attention Mistress straddled me in the chair with my pole fully inside her shaven muff. She rode me for a couple of minutes while giving me the full tongue kiss but it was only teasing as when I was almost ready to explode she suddenly jumped off.
"OK Gregori" she said "now for the fun part". There was a click and all the chair shackles released. "How have you been enjoying it so far?"
"It's been great Mistress" I replied.
"Allright I now want you to move and lay down on the bed, I promise you will enjoy the next part. If you do not cooperate I may have to rely on the silencer but I'm sure you will cooperate".
I moved out of the chair and lay down on the bed as mistress requested. Next she shackled my limbs to the four corners of the bed and racheted the ties up so that I was still comfortable but really unable to move.
Next with a click and a whir a curtain dropped from the ceiling over my torso making it impossible to see the lower part of my body.
"Now for the next part Gregori I want you to remain silent and lie back and enjoy your treatment. I will do any talking required and make this experience pleasureable for you. Is that clear?"
"Yes Mistress" I replied.
"I only rode you in the chair for a short time as there was irritation in my crutch and now with you lying on the bed I can see why. You haven't just got a bit of fluff round your balls, you've got a fully grown jungle" she said as she gave my pole a couple of strokes "and I've got the treatment for that".
I heard mistress walk away from the bed towards her barber station. I heard the phhhtt of her cigarette lighter as she was obviously lighting another ciggie and then her walk back to the bed. I felt her move onto the bed and slide in on the right side of my body. Next there was a click followed by the slow phuuurrring of the "KUNETSOV" clipper.
I felt Mistress Lyudmila's hand grab my pole and then the warm blade of the "Kunetsov" clipper as she buzzed down my pole and straight up towards my navel.
"Oh mygosh Gregori what a large bush of pubes you have. I am going to enjoy this buzzcutting" she exclaimed.
I felt her let go of my pole obviously to have a drag on her ciggie but she soon took hold again and started buzzing strokes down as she first worked on the right then the left and finally the underside down towards my scrotum all the time taking leave every now and again for a puff on her cigarette. After buzzing all the hair from my pole she then clippered the hair from between my thighs and across my torso all the way up to my navel. She then turned off the clipper and using her hand brushed the hair down between my legs around my asshole. Before she continued I heard her walk back to her barber station to stub out the ciggie.
She soon returned and then there was the familiar click and buzz of the vibrating "WAHL" clipper. The vibrations from the "WAHL" machine were absolutely sensuous as Lyudmila clipped all round my pole, across my torso, between my legs and around my scrotum sac. I could tell by the feel that she was being very careful, obviously not wanting to nick me, but also that this was a very close buzz leaving more or less no stubble at all. The vibrations from the clipper were causing my pole to get really big and I was almost ready to explode again when she turned the clipper off.
The next thing I knew, Lyudmila had climbed over the top and was straddling me. She positioned herself and slid my pole directly into her shaven muff and began to ride me. Although I could not see what was happening because of the screen it was obvious from the way she had my pole positioned that she was facing backward. She rode up and down on my pole and after the previous vibrations from the "WAHL" machine it was only a minute or two before I exploded inside her. At the same time Lyudmila also went off.
"How did you enjoy that Gregori" she said as she turned around on my pole.
"That was absolutely sensuous Mistress" I replied.
Next thing as if by magic the screen lifted up and Mistress Lyudmila lay on top of me and started kissing me on my lips. It was a beautiful feeling to have a sensuous woman who had just clippered my hair now lying on top of me with my pole buried to the hilt inside her. It took only a couple of minutes before we were both relaxed and Lyudmila lifted herself off my still vertical pole and allowed our combined juices to drip down over it.
She hopped off the bed and moved over to her barbier station where she ran some hot water into a bowl before returning to the bed with the bowl, a shaving brush, and her straight blade cut throat razor. She did not need shaving soap as she brushed our juices all around my pole before taking the cut throat and smoothing all the stubble hair from around my pole and over my torso. With all the stubble shaved away Mistress released my limbs from the shackles and showed me to the shower.
After a couple of minutes she joined me in the walk in shower and we both soaped and washed each other thoroughly touching each other in intimate places while doing so. Once cleaned and rinsed Mistress turned off the shower and we both took towels and dried each other off before dressing and moving out to the saloon. Mistress was quicker than me and was already sitting in her barbier chair when I walked out.
I sat down on Lyudmila's work stool. Lyudmila took another ciggie from her pack and lit up. We chatted for a few minutes while she smoked her cigarette.
"Well what do you think of me as a hairdresser Gregori" asked Lyudmila.
"I think you've done an awsome job and certainly have a way of pleasing your clients with your clippers" I replied.
"Then you will have no hesitation in recommending me to your friends if they ever visit Minsk. I tell you I have not had any formal barbier training. I just learnt how to do it myself. I love using the big white "KONETSOV" clipper, it gives me a feeling of power, especially when I am in total control and buzzing a man down to his scalp. However, I am also aware that my "WHAL" machine puts out more sexual arousing vibes".
"I can see why you like doing that I replied. If it turns you on as much as it does for the client you must feel randy all the time which is a nice way to feel at work. Sure I will be recommending you to my friends and I will certainly be back on my next visit. Maybe I can take you out to dinner when I next return".
"That woud be nice Gregori, and maybe you would like to stay here with me at my barbiering apartment next time you come and we can have a fun time together. I would love an American man".
Lyudmila stubbed her cigarette out.
"Well that will be five hundred roubles for your pleasure today Gregori, I must get this barbier dungeon cleaned up as I have another client in thirty minutes but he is a regular and I will use my upstairs barbier shop".
I paid Mistress Lyudmila with a handsome tip and she showed me to the door farewelling me with a sensuous kiss on the lips. She is certainly one beautiful girl who I will be returning to see on my next visit.
THE END
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