![]() ![]() My parents would have a lot to say about my short hair, sure, but an unnatural color was another. ![]() It wasn’t bald, for sure, but I would be going home with a shaved undercut and pink hair. “You’re going home with pink hair!” John said enthusiastically. He had a box of bleach in one hand, a box of bright pink dye in the other, and a big smile on his bearded face. Instead of clippers, he came out of the backpack with several small boxes. I knew he would have loved to embarrass me like that. Surprises were mostly good coming from him, but I was terrified of the possibility that he would be sending me home to my family without a single hair on my head. I propped myself up on my elbow and looked at him, smiling expectantly. ”Hey, angel, I have one last surprise for you before you go back home,” he said, turning to his backpack that he always brought with him. While I was lost in the mourning of our time apart, John rolled out of my bed and stood up. We would text and talk and I would still send him all of my content, but I would miss him. ![]() They didn’t expect much from me, just a couple of family vacations and my overall presence, but home was several hours away from my college, and even further from John. Summer was just a couple weeks away and my parents expected me home for summer break. But, instead of waiting for my next monthly haircut, I would be forced to wait all summer to see him again. I took in his smell, the way his body felt, the thumping of his heart. We laid there in my single bed and cuddled. He pulled his lips away from the kiss and pulled me in close, wrapping me in his strong arms. I was totally submissive to him and the choker was just one visible representation of that. It was a symbol of our bond, and that he has complete control over me and my hair. I loved the way it looked, especially with my neck now exposed thanks to my pixie cut style hair. He put his hand on my neck, tracing the choker necklace he had given me. ”I love you, too,” he said, kissing me slowly on the lips.Ĭlosing my eyes and leaning in close, I savored the kiss for as long as he gave it to me. ”I love you,” I said, meaning it with all of my heart. Six months later, I had hundreds of paying followers and thousands of dollars in my special bank account. First shaving my head and eyebrows, then starting accounts on several websites for me to post my nudes, haircuts, and other content on. You did the rest,” John told me, gazing at me with his twinkling brown eyes. Now, I lived out the fantasy and had been living it for the last six months. Before John tied me down and shaved off my hair and eyebrows, I had been a shy little virgin with a rich fantasy life. “Only because you made me this way,” I said, rolling onto my side and putting my folded arm under my head. ”God, you’re amazing,” he said, laying on his back, content. John propped himself up on his elbow and kissed my cheek. My hair had grown long, the undercut reaching up to the tops of my temples with the longer hair on the top of my head hanging over it. I ran a hand through the three inch long hair on the top of my head and rubbed the freshly zero buzzed undercut on the back of my head. ![]() I rolled off of John and onto my back and let out a sigh. What new ways will John push Jane out of her comfort zone? Thanks as always for reading, I hope this continuation is a satisfying one! Here’s the link to part one: We return to our favorite budding romance of Jane, the timid yet willing college girl whose long hair was shaved away by John in an effort to free her from herself. Here’s the next part to my most popular series. ![]()
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