I'm now the one about to get shaved completely bald

"So, yeah. Uh, that's what happened," I nervously smiled as I finished explaining things to my mother.

"... I'll schedule an appointment with Patrosh for tomorrow," my mother stated.

"Huh? Why?"

"If you're to be shaved, I want it professionally done. Make sure you film it as it could be useful in opening a further avenue in fashion, or at the very least, more capital I'll be willing to partition to you."

And with that, she hung up.

"What did she say?" Sumire asked.

"She wants me shaved at Patrosh's tomorrow," I stated.

"Tomorrow!? Should've been today!" Nono fumed.

"Hey, I'm the one who needs time to digest this reality. Besides, Patrosh is by appointment only, and it's usually a 24-hour in advance type deal unless it's a rich client."

"So why tomorrow? You're a rich client."

"My mom's paying, and she says tomorrow. Now in the chair, I need some stress relief."

"Then may I head off on my own?" Sumire asked.

"Sure, whatever."

"HUH!? Traitor! You can't leave- Mmmph!?" Nono cried as I slapped some duct tape over her mouth.

"For your maid training, I think we need to drill more shall we say... discipline into you."

Nono let out a terrified muffled scream as Sumire headed out, closing the door behind her.

(^_^)(^_^)(^_^)

Phew! That... That was close. I had to hold back so much, but it was worth it; I won. But now, how will Mysti act once she's shaved? I could see her trembling. It's understandable. Once I was sentenced to bald, I couldn't stop shaking. I just hope she won't lose herself, rather evolve like I did. Perhaps that's why her mother granted her a day's delay as to better help her calm her mind.

Regardless, I know Mysti won't try and flee. If she was like that, she wouldn't have tried to help me with words of encouragement, help me when I was at my lows, she's a good woman deep down.

...

As the next morning arrived, I got up and showered before getting dressed. Today was my shave day. I'm going to be shaved, waxed, smoothed to perfection. I've been trembling all night and ever since I woke up. Is it fear? Excitement? Both? I know I fashion myself a sadistic dominatrix, but that doesn't mean the thought of being the one in the chair never crossed my mind.

A woman I completely humiliated comes back and humiliates me. I've blushed over such a vision before, but never did I think it would become a reality. Was this, what I wanted all along? No! I'm a proud dominatrix! I do the dominating, not the submitting! But perhaps, maybe what I've truly longed for is a woman who could both dominate and be dominated. Sumire now fits that perfect mold.

Standing before my mirror, I gazed at my attire. Black leather jacket, blue shirt, capri jeans, and white sneakers. My default attire so to say, but it's what I always wear when I shave Sumire. Couldn't think of better drip to rock for my all-bald makeover.

Once my makeup was done, I was off to Patrosh's. Though I'm all for exercise, I decided to have the limo take me there. Made sense considering Patrosh is strict when it comes to appointment times.

Arriving, I found Nono and Sumire waiting for me.

"Wow, she didn't run," Nono whistled.

"Why would I?" I glared.

"Uh, wouldn't any proud woman run away to avoid an all-bald fate?"

"No, real women wear sneakers and shave their heads bald."

Sumire and Nono stared at me oddly.

"What?"

"Well, uh, hey, your opinion," Nono nervously chuckled.

"A fine one, for I am a woman who proudly wore sneakers when I was shaved bald," Sumire proudly huffed.

Oh fuck... I just said something embarrassing out loud... You know what, fuck it! Today's my sexy day, I wanna get in a mood!

"Welcome, do you have an appointment?" Patrosh snarled as we entered.

"Yes, I believe it was filed by my mother," I stated.

"Right this way."

I walked over to the chair and put on the white robe resting on it.

"Why a robe and not a cape?" Sumire asked.

"Guess it's to get you in a more relaxed mood, I mean, robes do get you feeling kinda sexy regardless of if you're throwing them on over skin or clothes. Besides, it matches my sneakers," I smirked as I took a seat and crossed my legs.

"A robe works better for us too, since it frees up your arms. Sumi?" Nono snickered.

Sumire smirked back and pulled out a roll of duct tape from her purse.

"Oi, what's with the duct tape!?" I trembled as Sumire began taping my wrists to the chair.

"Your queen has decreed that for the crimes of humiliation, thou art sentenced to a hair removal most humiliating," Sumire proudly huffed as she slapped a piece of tape over my mouth.

"Mmph!?"

The sound of my gagged voice and the sight of tape over my mouth in the mirror caused my heart to beat rapidly. Oh shit, OH SHIT! This is going to be humiliating!

"MMPH NGH NGH NGH MMPH MMPH [GET THIS TAPE OFF MY MOUTH]!"

"Your queen's decree is law, and by law, the tape shall remain plastered upon your mouth for- No, I suppose it'll have to be removed for the waxing... I'll slap it back on for the oiling," Sumire shrugged.

"Waxing? Oiling? Um, aren't we just shaving her head?" Patrosh asked.

"Uh, that's part of the shaving process," Nono argued.

"No. No it isn't... Baldie-"

"Which one?"

"The one in the pink bra top."

"Yes?"

"Can I peel back the tape on Mysti's mouth for just a quick second? I need to ask her just what she considers a headshave."

"The queen has decreed-"

"I don' know how I'm supposed to shave her, she ain't getting shaved."

"Is our word not good enough?"

"You both licensed cosmetologists?"

Sumire and Nono shook their heads.

"Then un-gag her."

I grunted in pain as the tape was peeled off my mouth.

"Now Mysti, how exactly am I supposed to shave your head?" Patrosh glared.

In a sense, this is kind of more humiliating then me just getting shaved outright. Now I gotta tell them how to humiliate me!

"First... buzz it all off with the clippers, then the foil shaver. And when it's as short as can be, lather my head and brows with shaving cream, shave them smooth with a sharp razor, then for round two, lather up my whole head and face and shave-"

"Her exposed legs too," Sumire chimed in.

"My exposed legs too... Should've worn proper jeans instead of capris."

"Ahem!" Patrosh glared.

"Ah, then shave and repeat the phase."

"I see. I'm well aware of how to shave a head and eyebrows as well as legs and arms. Though 3 rounds of lathering and shaving? That's fetishism."

"And you think I want to be telling you to humiliate me like that with my own mouth!?"

Patrosh scowled and went silent, refusing to answer. "And after the third round of shaving?"

"Tch, yank the tape off my mouth and cover it in wax along with the rest of my face, head, and exposed legs. And while I'm suffering in a cocoon of wax, pluck every last one of my eyelashes out before unwaxing."

"I've heard of men waxing and having all their eyelashes plucked out, but to subject a woman to that!?"

"I did it to 2 women."

"Crimes against femininity."

"Subjective at best. Next step is to cover my head, face, and legs in depilatory cream, and that's the bare minimum all-bald look on me right then and there once the cream does its duty and it's all scraped off."

"Crimes against femininity for subjecting your fellow woman to this."

"Hey, they consented to it. Besides, it's 2026. A woman has the right to go all-bald if she so chooses."

"Yes, because the core of women's rights is the right to subject yourself to humiliation. Mysti, I'm disgusted."

"Look, the only reason you're here is because my mom ordered you to be the one to shave me all-bald. I'm fine with Sumire getting most of the honors, but I guess mommy wants her daughter shaved proper."

"And is there anything after the depilatory cream? Some hair removal humiliation method I'm unaware of?"

"No, you just smother me in beauty cream, let it sit, peel it off, then oil me up and slap my smooth head."

Patrosh glared in disgust.

"I got an idea. How about you untie me, and I showcase on you how the shave's supposed to be done."

"Sure."

"Really!?"

"Yes, of course I'd have you commit crimes against my hair just so I know what needs to be done to you. And in case you can't detect the sarcasm, Translation: No."

"Guess bartering failed, newlywed," Nono snickered.

"I was not bartering, just trying to educate."

"Humiliate is the word proper," Patrosh glared as she slapped a fresh piece of tape over my mouth. "Now-"

"Wait!"

We all turned to Sumire.

"Must I be prohibited from contributing to this shearing? That is my wife I wish to have shaved to match as per her vow to me. What meaning is there if I can't shear her with my own hands!?"

"I don't trust you with a razor blade," Patrosh snarled.

"Come on, she can do the buzzing and the lathering, the unwaxing, probably the oiling n' beauty cream too. The shaving and plucking can be the licensed shit," Nono argued.

"No."

"Then how about you shave her, we shave you after."

"FUCK NO!"

"Well that's what's gonna happen if you don't compromise, or do you secretly want to be subjected to all-bald-"

"Fine, you handle the easy stuff," Patrosh growled as she tossed the clippers to Sumire.

"So glad you've yielded to your queen," Sumire laughed.

"I handle the washing though," Patrosh snarled as she spun me around to the sink.

"WAIT!"

"What now!?"

Sumire walked over and ripped the tape off my mouth. "Her lips are my property, only I may gag her," she smirked as she kissed me on the lips, then slapped a fresh piece of tape over them before I could react.

"MMPH NGH MMPH!" I cried, my face, very likely red.

"NOW can we begin!?" Patrosh glared.

"Yes, your queen permits you to wash the hair of her bride, oh, but do her face too and make it... soapy," Sumire snickered.

"Yes, yes, "your highness"," Patrosh snarled as she leaned my head back into the sink.

"WAIT!" Nono cried.

"WHAT!?"

"We need to go to commercial break. That'll make the viewers antagonize and give us more time to build up views!"

"NO! I'm not-"

"Recording is part of the vow. I shall allow Mysti reprieve. Let her use the restroom again, though she is forbidden from removing the tape from her lips," Sumire huffed.

"You three... Oh fuck it, I'll take it out on your mom's wallet, and make sure she scolds you for all this bullshit!" Patrosh fumed as she threw her hands up in the air.