It had been, just as everyone expected, a really wild party. It was Friday night, everyone had been drinking and once the inhibitions were suppressed, the games had started. These weren't high school or college kids, everyone was 21 or over. Some of the games were as silly as spin the bottle, but some became more serious and boys and girls began to lose their clothes. A few of the more timid had left the party, perhaps they had been here before. Emily however, was having so much fun. She had never been to a party that had been so wild. She was a gorgeous girl with long brown hair that hung down her back like a silky waterfall. She was also the `big loser' for the night. She had lost her clothes around midnight, but then had a good string of luck that kept her out of trouble, if it didn't get her clothes back. It was the last hand, all or nothing. Emily had nothing to bet but there was no way she wasn't in the game. What was she going to bet? How about being the winners slave for the rest of the weekend. At least when she did lose it was to Steve, the best looking guy at the party. He had the body of Adonis, and he kept it that way by going to the gym 4 days a week and following the advice of his personal trainer. His trainer probably would not have approved of this party.
Emily was kind of dazed when Steve called her over to him. He told her to kneel in front of him and prepare to service him. She looked around, but there was no sympathy, just big grins to watch the action. She knelt down and looked up into his wonderful blue eyes. He told her to unzip his pants. She reached up and unzipped them. "Now, pull it out, my balls too." She hesitated knowing what he was about to make her do. He reached down and grabbed a handful of her long lustrous hair and gave it a little twist. "Come on beautiful, you lost and now you have to pay your debt slave." Emily could see the bulge behind the loosened fly. She got his enlarged cock out of his boxers then out past the zipper. It was standing very erect. "The balls too slave." She stuck her hand back in and pulled his balls forward also. "Now, let's give them a lick with your tongue." She was now afraid and felt really scared. Steve wasn't playing a game with her as he gave her hair another twist which hurt. She squealed, and began licking his balls and cock. After a couple of minutes he told her to "suck me off." He raised her head up by the hair a little until she put his tool between her lips, then he pushed it forward until it was all the way in. She started to gag, so he pulled her head back a little and told her to begin. He loosened his grip a little so that she could move her head back and forth. Everyone was watching her humiliation. She sucked, and sucked until Steve, with a grunt of excitement, brought her head forward, pushing his dick all the way into the back of her throat, holding it there while his hot cum spurted out. Then he continued to make her suck his cock until it regained it's usual softness. He withdrew it from between her lips and asked her how she liked it. There were tears of shame running down her face as she looked up and seeing that he expected an answer she said, "it was good." I'm glad you liked it.
He told her to put it back and zip his pants up. He still had a firm grasp of her hair. While she was putting it back and zipping his pants, he turned his head and asked someone to bring him a pair of scissors. They were big scissors like a seamstress would use that were placed into his outstretched hand. "Slaves don't have hair," he said. She tried to pull back as he pulled her hair up from her head and slid the scissors between his hand and her skull. `Schink', the blades closed together and a handful of hair parted from her head. Steve dropped it over her face so that she could see it. Handful after handful of hair was sheared from her head until there were only little ragged tufts here and there. Emily was sobbing and her body shaking when he cut the last handful from the front of her head. He told her to shut up and remove his belt. She reached up and unbuckled the belt, then pulled the belt through the loops and put it in Steve's outstretched hand. He looped the belt through the buckle and put the belt around her neck. He snugged it tight. He made a mark where a hole needed to be made so the buckle could be fastened. He took it off and using the scissors made a hole where he had marked it. "Slaves wear collars," he said as he put it back around her neck and buckled it securely.
He turned to Tom who owned the house and asked if they could borrow his razor and shaving cream, "her head needs to be smooth." Someone else went to the kitchen and brought back a large bowl of hot water and a towel. Tom, himself down to just his pants, brought a set of hair clippers and said they should get it as close as they could before actually shaving it. The clippers were plugged in, there was no guard, just the bare blades with the sharp teeth. Tom held her head firmly as he buzzed the tufts off. He looked at Steve with a questioning look in his eye. Steve sort of shrugged and nodded his head. Tom told Emily to stand up. She was glad to get out of the cramped kneeling position. Her knees were hurting. He then told her to lay back across the arm of the couch. This raised her cunt up and her bushy mound was ready when he buzzed it off. Her pussy responded and began to drip with excitement. Tom's own cock began to fill his shorts. He asked Steve if he minded. Steve told him to take his pants and shorts off. Tom quickly stripped. Steve smiled and told him to buzz his own pubes then he could do whatever he wanted with Emily. Tom looked at Steve. He was serious with that look in his eye. Tom thought, `what the hell', and used the clippers over his own pubes. When they were down to skin, Steve told him to "go ahead, enjoy it." Steve took the clippers into his hand. Tom pulled Emily back a little and stuck his stiff dick all the way in and began to pump her. Long then short stabs, then long. Emily was soon moaning with pleasure as her orgasm caused her to shudder once, then again. Tom let out a cry as he came to his own climax. He leaned over her, rigid in his own ecstacy. It took a minute for it to register that Tom was holding his head in a vise like grip. Then he felt the vibration and heard the buzzing as the clippers passed down the center of his head, from his forehead across the top and down the back. Tom shot another wad of hot cum into Emily. Steve didn't relax his grip, as time after time the clippers pushed across Tom's head until it was bare. Tom couldn't believe what had just happened. Everyone else who had been watching were smiling and whispering to each other. Tom backed off Emily.
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ve said, "you made the mess Tom, you can clean her up." He pushed Tom's head down into her crotch and told him to start sucking and licking until it clean. Tom's moustache tickled Emily's bare mound. Tom may have tongued a pussy before, but he had never had to suck his own cum out and swallow it. It took longer because Emily had another orgasm and her juices flowed freely. When he was finally done, Tom got up. Steve asked who wanted to shave Tom's head. Tom tried to object but a couple of the guys held him still while the girls wet his head and spread lather over it. Emily simply laid on the couch. She didn't have any clothes so there was no way she could make a break for it. Tom soon gave up as his razor with the new blade began to clean the stubble from his head. Someone suggested they shave his whole body. Again Tom tried to resist, but he was held firmly as they used the clippers over his chest, belly, then buzzed his arms and legs. One of the girls said not to forget his pits, so his arms were raised and they were also buzzed. What had started out as a wild party had come to be a nightmare in his own house. The clippers didn't stop there, there next trip buzzed off his eyebrows. Now, the clippers lay quiet on the floor and the lather was smoothed over his body. Someone went to get the pack of new blades from the medicine chest in the bathroom while they shaved his face, including his eyebrows and his prized moustache. Then it was his chest, his crotch, legs, even between the cheeks of his ass. When they let him up and told him to go shower, Tom did not recognize the male that stood in front of the full length mirror on the back of the bathroom door. He had a good body, and while there were no six pack abs, he was in good shape. In the shower, he was forgotten as the `guests' attention was turned back to Emily. She didn't resist or even cry as they shaved her snatch smooth along with her head. When someone said they should also shave her eyebrows, Steve said no. Tom was coming out of the shower as Emily was going in. She stared at him for a minute, then smiled and said, "you deserve that. We'll talk about it Monday when this is all over." Tom hung his head and walked by, letting her into the shower. Steve had unbuckled and taken the belt off so that it wouldn't get wet.
Steve had his fun and was ready to leave. When Emily came out he told her to go climb into Tom's bed. He told Tom to go join her. Everyone crowded into the room to see them holding each other. They pulled the sheets up and told them to have a good weekend. Steve ushered everyone out and told them to go home. He was going to stay just a little longer. They left. Steve went back to the bedroom. "Remember he said to Emily, you are MY slave for the weekend and you are to stay here with Tom until it is over. Tom, I give my slave to you. You may do whatever you wish with her. If she doesn't do what you say, you are an unworthy master. Sweet dreams." And he walked out of the room and out of the house. Emily and Tom were both exhausted and fell immediately to sleep. It was late Saturday morning when Emily woke first and looked at her bedmate. She knew that something bad had happened last night, and then the memory of it hit her. She felt her bald head, then reached down and felt the little girl pussy without any hair. She almost felt sorry for Tom, except what happened to him he had brought on himself. She lifted the sheet and let her eyes drift over his completely naked body. She had never seen a man without eyebrows before. Except for the missing eyebrows, she thought Tom was a pretty handsome man. She liked the bald head, and he sure did look better without the moustache. She ran her hands over his naked pubic mound, cock and balls. So smooth she thought. Tom began to stir. Did she want him to find her here? Or did she want to go put her clothes on and leave? Emily decided to stay. She had actually enjoyed Tom inside her. She had been almost as excited as he seemed to be.
Tom opened his eyes. Even with her bald head, he thought Emily was beautiful. He reached over to stroke her firm tit's. She didn't move away, but continued to play with his tool. Before long they were locked firmly in lovemaking. Her moaning was matched with his ecstatic cry as they climaxed together. They lay together for a while, making love. Then they got up to go shower and get cleaned up. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and shook his head. Emily just walked past the mirror and joined him in the shower. There was no worry about wet hair as they kissed under the pulsing shower. When they were done, she asked Tom if he would keep his head and face shaved. He asked her why. She said he was much better looking without the hair, well, she did think he should grow the eyebrows back, but the shaved head and moustache looked so good. He would probably grow the hair on his arms and legs back, but his chest, tummy and pubes, that was so nice and smooth she said. When he asked her about her shaved head, she said no, it was definitely going to be grown back out. Her pussy, well, that would depend on him. "Why on me?" "Depends on if you become a honorable person and marry me." "Marry you?" She gazed into his eyes and he couldn't help himself. "Will you marry me?"
Two weeks later, Tom and Emily got married. A small simple ceremony at the courthouse. Six weeks later, she whispered in his ear as he as about to go to sleep, "would you like a girl or a boy?" Tom sat bolt upright. "Lay down Tom, it's going to be one or the other - so the doctor says."
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