Erotic head shaving

As a final resort I went searching on the internet but was unable to locate a single online forum that was dedicated to those who have eyebrow fetishes. We let it work for fifteen minutes and she rinses the cream off my face and towels me dry. A paper published in a issue of the journal Body Image led by Dr. Every time either of us spots even the slightest bit of stubble she makes me shave it all off thoroughly. I rinse the cream and the hair away with lukewarm water. Brighten bedrooms across the land! We are permanently and utterly bald.

In the BDSM community, shaving a submissive or slave's head is often used to demonstrate powerlessness, or submission to the will of a dominant. We knew it would take a couple sessions to complete but we excited to get started. It was very erotic to watch my wife get shaved bald, especially by another girl who seemed to enjoying it as much as I was. She smiled and closed her eyes as Meg finished shaving the top of her head. What is your favorite thing about being a bald women? Tara felt all her long hair float down as it was buzzed off.

While that is soaking in, wash your hands, and dry them, then dry off the straight razor. As with knife play, a shaving scene with a straight razor is a multi-sensory experience: Tara heard a whining sound as thick hot shaving lather was pumped out onto Meg's palm. Sandy is putting so much strain on the handcuffs and on the chair that I worry she will break the chair. Some time later we stand completely denuded in front of the mirror together, both glistening from the baby oil. I have started looking for more permanent solutions. During and after the end of World War II, thousands of French women had their heads shaved in front of cheering crowds as punishment for collaborating with the Nazis during the war.

I kneel in front of her and ask her to close her eyes, which she does. I tell her I am close and she pulls back to tell me to finish on her head. Jod was very happy with the wig and so we decided that the head tattoo was the next move. Blond, red, black, whatever. Again, I even out the edges of the hair and pull back. I show them to Sandy and she nods. This is because I am fairly sure the man I had my first orgasm with was Andre, my hairdresser from Cinandre, a huge salon at 57th Street and Madison Avenue.