Steamy towels

The next day, Sumire returned, but this time with a friend.

"You're the girl from the vid! So gonna make me cry like Sumi?" the girl grinned.

"Hoh? You wish to be sheared to match?" Sumire scoffed.

"Sure. I'll even take it better than you did."

Ah fuck. It's a trap. One look at this girl and I can tell she's the type willing to do anything for views. If I shave her, it could give Sumire a roadmap to actually conquering my shave!

"And what might your name be?" I asked the girl.

"Uh? You NOT heard of me?"

"No?"

"Too bad! I only give my name to those that recognize me, and don't allow those that know to shout it out aimlessly," the girl grinned as she turned to Sumire.

"I despise this woman, but I have sworn an oath of silence, thus her name will remain confidential."

I rolled my eyes and reached for my phone.

"Nope! No phones out till I've left, and I ain't leaving till me n' Sumi are all dolled up."

"In that case, I shall refer to you as... Mintbitch."

A grin lit up on the girl's face, but it was her eyes I was most focused on. The slight squint, I'd recognize it anywhere. She was a sadist, just like me.

"Ah, my apologies. Just a little fun. Now, what shall we be doing for you today, ma'ams?"

"The shave," Sumire glared.

"Hmm... Sumi was technically obligated to get shaved, so it wasn't like you just forcefully shaved her... BARBER'S CHOICE!" Mintbitch grinned.

Oh lucky day.

"Right this way. Ah, but first, the bathrooms are to the left. I'd advise you both use them if you haven't already prior to coming as these makeovers could see you sitting for hours in the chair."

Sumire's face began to turn red as Mintbitch stared in confusion. The two then sat down next to each other and were promptly caped.

"Why art thou caping me?" Sumire asked.

"Today is cape day. Now sit and wait like a good girl, while I deal with your friend," I smiled.

"She is not my friend."

"OK, tsundere," I smiled as I spun her around towards the sink.

"Huh!? Why are you- Mmph!?"

"Sorry, I felt like giving you a little wash," I smiled as I encased Sumire's head and face in soap.

Mintbitch giddily began recording on her phone as I gave Sumire a somewhat forceful wash. Her muffled cries only further energized me as I subjected her to three rounds of washing and rinsing before turning off the water and wrapping her head up in a towel.

"My, do you blush like that in the shower?" I taunted as I turned Sumire back around to face her blushing self in the mirror.

"Y- You never washed me before."

"It's part of the extended shave plan I have for you. Don't worry, it's still $7 just like before. NOW you can sit nice and pretty while I service your friend."

"M- Must the towel remain wrapped around my head?"

"Yes!"

Sumire curled her lip and slowly began to tremble as her cheeks slowly turned redder by the second. Mintbitch was also blushing, but for the opposite reason.

"Dang, you made Sumi your bitch. "Shave" her virginity away too?" she grinned.

Both Sumire and I began to blush.

"N- M- Mintbitch! D- Do not suggest such a vulgar falsehood!" Sumire cried.

"Ah, but you both went red. Lovers? Engaged? Married with kids?"

I quickly turned around and covered my face with my hands. That bitch... She was messing with me. I want to shave her, but that wouldn't humiliate her. The only crying I'd get from her would be of the theatrical kind. Sure, there are points in the shave that would put her in bliss, but she's seen the footage of me shaving Sumire. She knows what to expect. But thankfully, she seems to have a great misperception about me.

"Stylists choice, was it?" I smiled as Mintbitch set her phone on the counter.

"Barber's choice-"

"I'm a stylist, not a barber. Though I do hold all the licenses a barber normally has, so I'll permit the exception," I huffed as I turned Mintbitch around towards the sink.

"My phone ain't gonna fall in to the sink, right?" Mintbitch grinned.

"Not at all. These sink-counters were custom designed though I can't guarantee the angle will be the best."

"Then Sumi, film my scrubbing," Mintbitch grinned as she grabbed her phone and handed it over to Sumire.

Sumire's cheeks slowly began to fade back to normal as her focus was diverted from the mirror to Mintbitch. What a troublesome customer. She's like a force of chaos. I'm going to break her.

...

"Hah, that was a great shampooboardin' ya gave me," Mintbitch smirked as I dried her hair with a towel.

Just as I thought, she relished in the violent scrubbing I gave her. All those "screams" she let loose were fake, just like her tears. I hate bitches like her. They're the type that'll proudly wear the court fool suit, then absorb all the intended humiliation, making the would be humiliator the defeated.

Oh, but this is only round 1.

Whipping open a drawer, I yanked out a roller and threw off Mintbitch's towel.

"Rollers? You're gonna perm me? Big ole fluffy afro before the poodle cut and SHAVE! Damn, you're a real baddie," Mintbitch grinned as I began the long arduous process of wrapping up her hair tightly in rollers.

"Yeeow! You're wrapping my hair so tight it's probably gonna get real damaged. And if that happens, 'No choice but to...' BZZZ! Hahaha!" Mintbitch laughed.

Oh laugh it up, laugh it up, that'll make your humiliation all the more endearing!

"Now, since you did leave your makeover entirely in my hands, I feel like that pretty face of yours could use a bit more glow, so how about a facial?" I smiled.

"Fucking down! Goop my face up all pretty, please."

Better than 'Goop up da Gooch', but still hate that haughty-edgy tone she's got. Good thing this will be the start of checkmate for her.

I quickly encased Mintbitch's face in beauty cream, giving her some time to gawk at her state before smearing some cream over her mouth, surprising her, but not breaking her. "Now close your eye, ma'am."

"Mmph?"

"Part of your makeover."

Now I was able to see a tiny crack, as Mintbitch's eyes began to squint up in disgust. Yet in this position, she couldn't resist, and I was able to cover up her eyes in the beauty cream, sealing my victory. I then wheeled a dryer over and placed some cucumber slices over the cream covering her eyes for extra style points before turning to Sumire and grinning.

"Now, time to deal with you while she sits nice and pretty," I snickered as I snatched Mintbitch's phone and set it face-down on the counter.

"T- Today I'll conquer-"

"You lost already, or was that "blushing" from the wash all an act?"

"The wash was not included-"

I quickly whipped out a can of shaving cream from my jacket and began smearing the cream all over Sumire's head, eliciting a yelp and subsequent blushing.

"Look at that red face. Wonder if the cream will turn pink when I spread it over your face," I laughed as I encased her face in cream.

Tears of embarrassment began to ooze out of her eyes, yet defiance still remained.

"Just so you know, you failed to best me today, so no need to push yourself. But... I want total victory," I grinned as I began tilting her seat back a bit.

I then rolled the cape up to reveal more of Sumire's legs before lathering said exposed skin in shaving cream and leaving Sumire to sit and look at herself while I went and fetched a pile of hot steamy towels.

Sumire's eyes bulged as I began encasing her in the hot towels. Muffled moans were unable to be contained as the sweet sizzling sound of the hot towels permeated through the salon. Then to my greater pleasure, Sumire's eyes began to roll back as her nose began to bleed.

"You never reacted THIS positively to a shave before," I cooed as I leaned in close to her ear. "No wonder you want to marry me so badly. Don't worry, at the rate you're going, you'll be the best moaning bald wife a girl could ask for," I whispered.

Sumire's entire face went red before a puff of steam burst from the top of her head. She had lost consciousness from sheer embarrassment.

Another victory for me!

I quickly finished up Sumire's standard makeover, surprised that nothing I did aroused her from her slumber. Even the finishing slap to her freshly oiled head only elicited a twitch. But she's still breathing and all, so it's good.

"And you're all done. Now, let's turn our attention back to your friend," I giggled as I uncapped Sumire and gazed intently at Mintbitch.