Now I am a young man of 27 years, successfully placed in my life as an engineer in a renowned company. This my real life experience about women head shaving.
When I was a student of class 12 I used to take tuition for chemistry, as it was my weakest subject, from a lady teacher who was a widow of mid 30s. She used to live alone in the floor of a 6 story flat in central Kolkatta. She was very beautiful and was very friendly to me.
One Sunday when I went to her place for my regular tuition, she was as usual busy in kitchen, preparing lunch. I picked up the Sunday magazine of a popular daily news paper which was lying on the table. We at our home also read the news paper. I turned it for comics & puzzle page. After finishing when I was keeping it back, I noticed the cover page, with a bald film actress and I got anchored in the picture so much that I didn?t noticed when my miss was standing behind me. I didn?t know how long she was standing there and watching me. Though she did not told me anything. I was inattentive on that day and she noticed it but did not tell me any thing for that. While returning home I collected that particular edition of the news paper for me only, in spite of that it?s already delivered at home. I used to sit with that magazine when ever I was alone and used to think about the actress, when she was getting her head shaved.
The week was passing by like that way, until that big Saturday came.
I was in the school. In second period a peon came and informed our teacher that I was awaited by my private tutor in principal?s room. I was sent instantly. I was frowned to see her in a new hair style. She had taken prior permission from the principal for my leave and our principal was waiting for consent. I agreed to leave with her and was allowed. I went back to my class to get my belongings and joined her in the car.
On our way to her flat I asked her the rationale for the leave. She told me ?Last Sunday you were absentminded, that?s why?. After collecting some courage I asked her ?Miss, may I ask you something?? Her reply was ?Sure Rony, go ahead?. ?Miss, why did you shortened your nice long hair?. Instead of replying she asked me another question ?Why, don?t you like this style?? I played safe with ?Yes it?s very nice?.
We had lunch together. When I started to take out my books, she told me ?No books today, Rony?. ?But?, automatically came out of me. She interrupted me and continued ?I told you were absent minded last Sunday, is that wrong??
I bowed my head down silently and accepted her charge against me.
?Please look at me rony? she said politely.
?Actually miss??? I was searching for the word to play safe.
?I know your were very much attracted by the photograph of that woman?.
Her tremendous affection never allowed uttering a lie to her. I was quite.
Her question ?Am I correct?? Took out ?yes?, from me.
?Rony, will you shave my head?, ?completely bald??
?Miss??..?? As if I am senseless. She read my mind and repeated ?Yes rony , will you shave my head??
?But miss what people would say??
?You are really a silly boy?.
Before saying ?come with me?, she started dragging me to her bed room.
?Do you like this?? Showing a wig she asked me. ?Now, I think you got the answer, why I have changed my hairstyle?.
I think she asked my approval. ?Yes miss, it?s just like your new hair style? Really it was so similar that I was bound to say so.
?Any more doubt rony?? I said ?No miss?.
Tenderly she slapped my both chicks together with both her hands.
?This is yours?. She gave me a straight edged razor.
She sat on the stool in front of the dressing table. She was in saree (traditional dress for Indian women).
?Miss??? I couldn?t spoke any more, as something was happening inside me. I pointed to bed sheet. My intension was to use that to cover her self with that. She got my intension and said ?Not needed Rony, I will take bath after we are over. She started combing her hair. I was standing behind her stiffly and watching her.
?Come on Rony, why are you hesitating?. Her confidence defeated me.
?Rony, please start from fore head and move backward. And don?t chop it with scissors, do every thing with this razor only. Ok??
?Ok miss? I said.
?But promise me first, you will give me 80% marks in chemistry, mind it I am giving you my hair in advance.?
?But miss??., ok miss, I will try my level best?.
She turned toward me. ?Rony, I also loved the picture very much, as you did. So I want to get my head shaved and by you only, but I also want you to secure good marks in chemistry. I want these two gifts from you rony. Rony will you deprive me??
?No, miss? as if I was forced to utter this.
A unique happiness reflected on her face.
?Ok Rony?? I got her intention.
I don?t know what but some thing cold ran through my body, when I placed the razor on the forehead of my adored miss.
?Do it Rony?, was it her eagerness or fear, I don?t know.
I started pulling the razor back. But it seemed to me that I am pulling something very heavy. But I was getting the strength from somewhere. Bit by bit her white scalp was revealing. I loved the look very much. Her hairs were falling on her back. She was constantly looking at me through the mirror. I gently pushed her head bit forward to reach her backside. I cleaned her back portion. She was left with hairs on both the side of her. I cleaned the hair from her back.
?How do you feel miss??
?I am felling very light, please complete it Rony?.
When I tried to move to her right side, I found her hairs were at my feet. I moved to her right. The razor was again making ?tshk?.tshk?.? sound while freeing her scalp from the burden of hair.
At the ear level I had to stop.
?What is the matter Rony, why did you stop??
?Miss? your ears?. She got me.
She raised her hand pulled me down by my ears and gifted me a tendered slap with the other hand. ?You are very innocent Rony. Now go ahead, come on hold my ears?.
I pressed her ears down and cleaned the area. I moved to her left side, placed the razor and started the cleanup. Bit by bit her hair was falling on my feet. My body was getting stiffer. At last it was over. It took me more than fifteen minutes to complete.
I told ?Miss its over?.
?Wow? Rony isn?t it great??
I, as ever spoke the truth to her ?Yes miss? you are looking wonderful?.
?Will you please check it for me, if any further finishing is needed??
I placed my shivering hand on her bald scalp.
?Oh come on Rony, Why are you so nervous? And she smiled at me.
?Ok, I will do it for you?. She discovered her new geography of her head. Her dissatisfaction reflected, ?Rony, there is a shaving cream and a shaving brush. Please shave my head again with that. Make it more smother?.
I took out the shaving cream and brush from the packet lying on the bed. Got brush wet from the bathroom. Applied some shaving cream on her white head. Then worked out rich lather.
?Wow Rony, Its wonderful feeling. Uuuummmmm??.? ?It?s so cool.?
I placed the razor again on her already shaved head, starting from the top of her forehead and pulling it back. Bit by bit her head was coming out of snow white cover of the shaving cream. I was checking for head for smoothness so that she doesn?t get any more chance for complaint. This time I was noticing her in between my job through the mirror. Her facing was reflecting enjoyment, and her face was turned red.
After finishing I put the razor back and went to bath room to fetch the towel. I cleaned up the remaining stresses of shaving cream. This time I my self put my hand on her smooth head to check the smoothness. I was satisfied. ?
It is ok now miss.?
?Rony help me to check it. I saw her eyes were closed. ?Come in front of me, take my hands and place it over the head.?
I obeyed her.
?Uuuuuuuuuummmmmmm????.., perfect, isn?t it?? she asked me.
?Yes, miss?
She got up and gave me tight kiss. ?Do you love my new look??
?Yes miss?, I didn?t find any other option. It was my dream comes true. ?Now I think you don?t need that magazine.? She was collecting her hair in the packet. I got down helping her.
I asked her ?Do you really love your new look? Don?t you feel sorry for loosing your hair for me??
She stopped fetching her hairs and told ?Rony, do you trust me??
I was shocked ?What are you saying miss!?
She held my face with both her hands and told me ?Believe me rony this whole week I spent dreaming about getting shaved by you. That?s why I collected the wig and got my hair set like that. I bought those things for use on me?.
I nodded my head but in my mind I was the happiest guy in the world.
She collected rest of her hair and dropped the packet in the garbage can.
?I will go and get a bath rony. You can turn on the music or TV or read some magazine but don?t touch that magazine. I don?t you to love any other shaved woman other than me. Ok?
?Ok miss? as a most obedient boy I replied.
She came out after 20 min.
All this time I was recalling my most recent pleasure of my life. I was sunk in the thought in such a way that I never felt I was alone for twenty minutes.
I came out of my thoughts when she apologized ?Sorry Rony for keeping you alone? saying so she grabbed the comb and turned to the mirror.
I reflect my sadness ?Miss??.?
To hide her embarrassment, she laughed out loudly and then told ?Ok, ok. Now go and fresh up your self. You can change in my bed room. Here is the towel.?
I replied ?No miss its ok?
?No it?s not ok. See you face in the mirror, how red it is?. She told
?So is yours miss? an innocent alibi from me.
?You silly boy, ok, at least go and flash your face with water, while I get coffee for us.?
I went in and flashed my hot face with water quite a lot of time to cool it down. Miss called out ?coffee is ready Rony.?
I dried my self and came out. I went to the drawing room. I was looking at her new appearance. Really she was looking marvelous to me. I want to touch her shaved head intolerably.
She got me. She came and stood just in front of me and fired directly ?Want to touch my head??
She took my both hands and placed them over her hairless head and moved the all over it. ?It?s all and only yours Rony, when ever you feel to touch it, you can touch it and please? please? don?t hesitate or ask my permission. Ok? I would love that.?
Most happily I responded, ?Ok miss?, as if I got some hidden treasure.
?Come let?s have the coffee and fix our new schedule.
I was going to take my fixed place by habit, but she stopped me, ?come on Rony, Come and sit by my side?
I as ever, obeyed her.
She told ?From now instead of 2 days a week, you are going to come here 3 days a week. I will talk to your parents for that.? ?How is the coffee??
My simple reply was, ?Nice.? I couldn?t stop my hand from to reach her shaved head and I didn?t stop them also.
?Thank you Rony, Thank you for giving me this pleasure? she closed her eyes while saying this?
?I am obliged miss?
She fixed our new routine according to which Wednesday and Saturday would be our study days and Sunday would be our shaving day.
I used to shave her on every Sundays. I had shaved her head more than 30 times. Other than that I used to put my hand on her shaved head while studying, chatting, having coffees or lunch but it didn?t hampered my concentration in studies, contradictorily it increased my concentration.
At home whenever I started to recall those moments, somehow, someone, I don?t know who, reminded me about my promise made to my miss and glimpse of those beautiful hair on my feet flashed in front of my eyes. This was enough to boost me up again for the studies.
This continued until joint entrance examination because my father had requested her to help me prepare for that.
The day our result was to be declared I went to my miss in the morning. I was feeling bit nervous as I had promised something to miss. She as ever read my mind and encouraged me. ?Come on Rony, don?t be so nervous. I known you will secure more than 80%. I am confident. Now cheer up and shave me again?.
I knew that that was the last time I was shaving her head. So I enjoyed that for a bit longer time. I shaved her head four times repeatedly day. Forth time was on her urge.
When my result was out I found that I secured 83% and it was highest if compared to other subjects. I was so relieved as if some body has taken way a heavy weight away from my head. I rang at home and informed my mother about my result and that I would be late as I was going to my miss.
I to some extent ran to her. When she opened the door, I jumped inside and hugged her and gave her kiss on her cheek.
She told ?Thank you Rony, I knew you can do it.?
I demanded ?Miss I will kiss your shaved head.
?Kiss it Rony, kiss it as many time as you like. It?s all yours. With a pleasant smile she lowered her head
After I had kissed at least 15 times ( not less than that, may be much more). She asked ?Is it over rony??
?No, miss? as if I am the proud owner of her shaved head.
?Okay, let me sit down on the sofa, u stand behind me and then you can carry on I have no objections at all, rather I would love it.?
?Ok miss?
She sat on the sofa. I moved to her back I hold her face with my both hands and started kissing the smoothly shaved head again. After more 15 or 20 kisses I started licking her clean, hairless head.
?You???. Naaaauuuughtyyyyyyiiiiiii??.? But she didn?t move a bit.
I wetted my entire treasure for 2 or 3 times I got up and went sat by her side. She was enjoying all these moment. Her pleasure reflected in ?You can?t even imagine rony, how much contented I am today, both physically and mentally?.
?Yes miss, I know, I kept my promise that why you r happy? I told.
?Yes I am mentally satisfied for that. But you are very innocent Rony, you didn?t got the first one. Let?s have some coffee and snacks. Ok??
At that particular moment miss sounded bit strange to me.
She got the coffee and some snacks. We had had it and my hand was play on her head as we were casually chatting.
After the coffee was over she told me ?Now you go home Rony, Your parents are waiting for you?. But this was a totally unfamiliar voice to me.
Flood of tears come automatically came out of my eyes I was literally crying. ?Please. Miss??
She wiped off my tears and told ?Boys don?t cry? she hugged me.
?You have to be an engineer now. I am sure that, this time also you r not going to deprive me?.
?Never miss?, never.?
Suddenly the flood of tears stopped as if somebody had sucked them away.
?And the day you become an engineer I will call you to shave my head again. Will you remember me then? Will you come to me??
?Sure miss. I will wait for your call?
I returned home.
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