Cyber Barber
[A day later they arrive at Finn’s new homestead. Set on the outskirts of the capital it’s a small yet functional house consisting of one large hall, two bedrooms, a nursery, kitchen and a pantry. The back yard is huge with several oak and maple trees. Waiting for them is Finn’s Uncle]
“So, you’re the young lady I have to thank for bringing my nephew home. Thenase welcomes her new daughter-in-law … and a long lost son.“
She smiled when she saw Finn’s uncle. “Yes sir, that’s me. It’s my pleasure to bring him where he belongs,” she giggled softly. “It was nice meeting you,” she said and waved at his uncle.
“Take care of the lad, my dear. He’s had a rather lonely life growing up. Finn, I’ll see you at the defense tribunal meeting next Saturday. I’ve laid enough provisions for the two of you for a couple of months now. And Finn…, don’t drop her,” says his uncle with a wink.
Finn picks up Kalina in a princess carry and takes her over the threshold. They hear the uncle ride away on his horse as Finn sets her down in the middle of the hall. “I hope it’s not too far a cry from the palace. I’ve left the window boxes empty for you to plant whatever you wish. Welcome home sweetheart,” he says pulling her into a tight hug.
She laughed as he picked her up. She clung onto him and laid her head against his shoulder. Once she was set down she smiled “It’s perfect, don’t worry,” she whispered softly and kissed him gently while they embraced. She couldn’t stop smiling. This was what she had always wanted
Taking her hand, he leads her into their bedroom. Small and cozy, it has a view of the setting sun over the lake. The lamps have already been lit. Finn places his hands on her shoulders, moving them back slowly and gathering her hair at the nape. Pulling gently on her hair he draws her close, while slowly stroking the length. “Time to set you free, Kalina.” He whispers
She followed to their bedroom. She stared out the window at their beautiful view. She bit her lip, squeezing her legs together slightly as he gathered her hair together and pulling her back against him. She let out a quiet moan as she nodded “O-okay,” she whispered to him “Wh-what would you like me to do?” She asked softly
Finn slowly turned her around in his arms so that she had the perfect view of the setting sun. His arms still around her, holding her arms together he holds her close, feeling her curves melt against him. “I want you to remember this sunset forever my sweetheart. This sunsets on Princess Kalina. When it rises again, it will rise on Lady Belkins of Thrace farms.” He kisses her gently on the cheek and then nibbles on her ear, making her squirm. Together they stand locked in an embrace as they watch the sun slowly sink beyond the distant hills. As darkness falls over the landscape, Finn places a kiss on the top of her head and then walks over to the window, drawing the curtains. “Will the Lady Belkins now be seated for her haircut?”
He leads her to a cushioned stool and seats her in front of her new vanity, gathering her soft silken tresses and stroking them slowly. He then walks over to the night stand and pulls out a small black leather case. “I don’t know why I never threw this out after coming here… but I sure am glad,” he says as he empties the meager contents of the pouch on the table. Scissors, comb, razor and a leather strap for sharpening it are laid out in front of her. Taking the comb he moves behind her, tipping her head forward. Picking up her heavy curtain of hair, he slowly works the comb out through the long sheaves of hair. Careful not to hurt her, he takes his time working the tangles out slowly from root to tip. All the tender loving care that he is giving her comes right from the depths of his heart.
She smiled slightly and leaned back against him as she stared outside. She was completely relaxed and at ease. She let out a soft sigh and smiled “I suppose we should huh,” she said softly “Lady Belkins. That has a nice ring to it,” she giggled softly and shivered, squirming as he nibbled on her ear. They stood in blissful silence as they watched the sun stem. Once they parted she tucked her hair behind her ear and nodded “Yes sir,” she played along with a giggle as she followed him towards her vanity. She hopped onto the stool and looked at her reflection “I am too, else you’d have to cut my hair with a knife,” she joked. She enjoyed as he slowly, carefully, combed through her hair. “What do you think we shall do with it?” She asked softly “The style I mean…. I trust you completely, I’m just curious what you had in mind,” she rambled slightly, giving off a hint of nervousness that she felt.
Finn strokes her hair thoughtfully. “You know that night you climbed into my window? You were a perfect tomboy then. There’s actually a popular style for women who get into heavy work. They get it cut short like a man, but just slightly longer…. to keep it looking feminine. It would be very, very short, but I am sure it would suit the tomboy in you…” he says.
Her eyes fluttered as he stroked her hair. She drew in a breath and giggled,remembering how she drunkenly climbed the ivy up to his room. She blinked when he mentioned cutting it short like a man. She bit her lip, clearly skeptical as she looked in the mirror “I-I…. I don’t know,” She said quietly. “I don’t… want to look like a man. How would you make something so short look feminine?” She asked, growing more and more nervous. She had been excited about this haircut, but she was so nervous she was close to backing out of it. She didn’t even know what looked good on other women. She had only ever seen extremely long hair on women before, and if it wasn’t long it was bound in a bonnet. She felt anxiety rising inside of her as she looked up at him slightly, biting her lip “I-I don’t know,” she said shyly
Finn carefully split her long locks into three sections. She felt a very firm pull on her hair as he started to braid her slowly. “It’s only hair Kalina, do something wild before you become a mother and are expected to look all matronly. If you think that isn’t something you’re quite ready for, I can do a longer version of the women’s haircut. Cut it to your chin… or shoulder. Pausing to comb a little, he continued to braid her hair out slowly. “I don’t know if I’m doing a good job here, all I am trying to do is follow what I saw Denice doing with your hair.”
Slowly, carefully he continued to braid her hair. He gave her the same attention that he would give a nervous filly coming in for her first set of shoes. He knew how important this night was to his sweetheart and wanted her to come out of this with the confidence and strength that had been repressed for years. He only hoped that he was doing everything right for this wonderful woman who deserved a life of her own.
She stared at their reflection in the mirror, appreciating how much care and attention he was lavishing her with. She felt the nervousness begin to float away and be replaced with total ease. Her shoulders relaxed but she kept a tall posture. Her hands stopped fiddling and her legs moved. As her body stilled she averted her gaze up to look at him in the mirror “I love you,” she said to him softly “I-I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I can’t wait to have your children…. I’m just so happy I didn’t get married off to some stranger before you came back,” she said softly and smiled lightly.
She bit her lip as he began sectioning and tugging her hair. She looked in the mirror and nodded “I-I guess you’re right… but would I really be expected to look matronly?” She asked softly.
“Weeeell..” drawled Finn, “from what I see of women, they sort of tend to become homebound after they have a kid, and start to look matronly. However, do be assured that you don’t need my permission for anything to do with your appearance… or your work. I’m in love with what’s on the inside, sweetheart. As long as I have your love, nothing much else matters to me. Same thing goes for kids or for family. My mom used to say that childbirth is a rebirth for the mother as well. And given that you have to nurture another living being in your body for almost ten months, I believe you get the final say in things. I married you to set you free darling, it should not be a burden upon you. The day it does, I’ve failed in my duty to you as a partner, and as a lover.”
She shook her head “No…, no, I just need to relax. You do what you think is best. I trust you, I trust you would do anything that you wouldn’t think is nice.” She said and blushed again “I-I had never really thought about children….. but I suppose I would like at least one,” she said softly. She giggled softly when he admitted that he might not be doing a good job with the braid “That’s okay. It’s being cut off anyways,”
She chuckled softly “I suppose you’re right. I don’t need to start looking like my mother now,” she said with a shudder as she thought about her resemblance to her mother who unfortunately aged prematurely. She blushed and smiled “Finn having your children would never be a burden…. I like kids. I just never thought about it before.” She said, attempting to put his mind at ease.
Finn completes her braid using a small piece of string to tie off the end, keeping the look quite ordinary. He reached for the scissors and put a hand on her shoulder. “Do you want me to hug you while I cut your braid?”
She relaxed as he tied off the end of her braid, she was tapping her fingers against her knee by now, growing slightly impatient “If you’d like. I’m never going to reject a hug from you,” she giggled playfully.
Finn turned her to face him. Stepping closer he pulled her in so that her face was against his midsection. He felt her sigh and wrapped her arms around him. Gently pulling on her braid, he put the scissors to it. “Goodbye Princess.” he says softly as he closes the blades gently. The sharp blades start cutting into her thick heavy braid. He slowly works the blades, no pulling no jerking. just soft slow snips as he cuts through the braid one lock at a time. small snips add to the chorus of crickets and frogs as they start their evening song. He feels her snuggle tighter into him as he continues to cut. Slowly, carefully, as he enjoys every snip of the transformation of his princess… to his wife.
She looked up at him, her eyes big with worry and nervousness. She wrapped her arms around him tightly and rested her forehead against him. She was a bit tense as he slowly began the shearing. The sound of the sharp steel blades slicing through the silken strands was foreign to her, but it sounded interesting with the bullfrogs bass croak and the crickets soprano song. She closed her eyes, overwhelmed with emotion as she began to cry silent tears. Not of sadness, but of joy to be able to live her life as she pleased, with the man she loved so wholeheartedly. She squeezed onto him tighter, a soft shuddering breath escaping her lips as he continued to snip through the thick braid.
Finn stops as her tears soak through his shirt and he realizes that she’s crying. “Are you crying darling? I’m afraid it’s too late to stop now, I’m almost a third through your braid. I am sorry, but did I pressure you into getting a haircut? I thought you wanted one…” he falters a bit. The snipping slows, but he still continues… cutting carefully. He moves the cut hair out of the way as he snips carefully not to nick her with the blades. Taking a deep breath, he starts to cut a little faster, cutting through thick chunks as he wants to get it over with quickly now that Kalina seems to be having second thoughts.
She shook her head slightly “N-no it’s not that. It’s not that at all.” She said, squeezing him tighter. She smiled slightly and sniffled “I’m just so happy. It’s a bit overwhelming. You didn’t pressure me.” She said softly, hearing him pick up the pace a little bit. She patted his back “I’m okay, promise.” She said softly. She felt the shortened locks begin to brush against her cheeks and neck as the remainder of the brain was severed. She felt like she could breathe again once the braid was gone. She pulled away from him slightly and looked up at him “W-well? How does it look so far?” She asked with a short giggle as she wiped the tears from her eyes.
Finn presses her back against him. “It’s a little hard to tell, but I think It will come out looking lovely.” Finn continues his cutting, reassured by Kalina’s hug. He slows down a little to let her savor the remaining cut. Snip by snip he cuts through, severing each lock of hair. Finally the braid comes loose and he runs his hands through her now slightly-longer-than-chin-length hair. Tipping her face up, he places gentle kisses on her eyes and nose, wiping her face with his hand kerchief. She catches sight of her three and a half foot braid in his hands. He starts to tickle her nose with the cut end before dropping it in her lap.
She nodded again and smiled. She enjoyed the remainder of the braid chop, her tears slowed and finally stopped and her breathing came slowly. She was on the verge of falling asleep from how relaxed she was. When he lifted her head she smiled at him, giggling as he kissed her face and wiped her tears away. She laughed and batted him away playfully as he tickled her nose with the severed braid “Silly.” She teased and smiled as she looked down at the braid. Humming softly, she picked it up “What should we do with it?” She asked softly
“You can keep it as a reminder of the life you’ve had… so that if we have a daughter of our own, we’ll raise her without putting her in a gilded cage.” Finn slowly starts to undo the back of her dress, pulling the straps loose he pushes the dress off of her shoulders and around her waist. Taking the braid from her hands, he puts it on the vanity. Lifting her to her feet, he helps her out of the last formal dress that she was shoehorned into by her mother before they left. He seats his blushing bride and starts to comb her hair out. He dips the comb in a mug of water to get her hair wet as he combs through it. The sudden stop of the comb at her chin feels so alien and different. “I hope you’re not too lightheaded darling?” teases Finn. Cold water drips from the ends of her cut hair, falling on her naked body triggering goosebumps
She giggled and nodded “You’re right. I’ll be damned if you try to be even a fraction as controlling as my father to our daughter.” She said, knowing he would never do something like that. She blushed as his warm fingertips brushed against her shoulders as he removed her dress. She had a loosely tied corset underneath and a pair of underwear. Once she shimmied out of her dress she unclasped her corset, peeling it off her body “My mother made me wear it,” she muttered as she tossed it aside carelessly. Her breasts were perky and a good size for her petite body. Her skin was pale and freckled from when she was a child allowed to play in the sun. She relaxed her shoulders as he began to wet her hair and comb through it. She laughed softly as She looked back at her reflection, seeing her shortened hair made her feel more giddy “Oh maybe a little bit. But I think I’m alright.” She said and smiled, shivering as the cold water dripped onto her shoulder and ran down her chest
Finn works slowly to make sure that her hair gets completely wet for the cut. Seeing his wife’s naked body for the first time, covered in goosebumps, starts to get him aroused as well. He grabs a small piece of cloth and wipes off the water dripping on her. As he carefully wipes off her breasts, he can’t help but pause to hold them for a while. Squeezing gently, he cups her breasts while holding her close to him. His nimble fingers tracing lines on her soft creamy skin, running over her hard erect nipples. “You look absolutely ravishing, my dear wife. This was worth more than my selfish and lofty ideals of ‘making my own way.’” One hand fondling her breast and the other caressing her cheek, he runs his hands through her damp hair kissing her deeply again. His fingers curling into the short hair on her nape, and the easy access to her sensitive neck making this kiss, by far the most erotic.
She looked at him, she was so vulnerable it almost made her nervous again. But the amount of trust she had in him was nothing she had ever felt before. She bit her lip, her breathing becoming heavier as she, too, became aroused. She squirmed ever so slightly as he groped her breast, and toyed with her sensitive nipples. She giggled “I’m happy you think so,” she whispered and nuzzled into his hand as he tenderly caressed her cheek “I love you Finn,” she whispered and shuddered as he fingered the short hair at her nape. She knew it would only get shorter, and she embraced the idea. She eagerly kissed him back. She was hungry for him. She wrapped her arms around his neck while they kissed.
“Let’s finish the haircut before we start something else, my beautiful wife,” says Finn as he moves behind her.
She chuckled softly and nodded “Okay,” she whispered and bowed her head obediently.
He tips her head down gently and starts to cut the back short. First by picking up sections of hair and then snipping them short. The mesmerizing music of the scissors echoes in the room as soft clumps of wet brown silk land at his feet. He continues slowly, letting her feel and savor each snip as he works his way up. He roughly cuts the sections to two inches. He combed down her wet hair. Still keeping her head bent he starts to crop her hair short scissors over comb. The going gets a little tough as Kalina’s hair is a lot more curly at this length, without the weight to keep it straight. Nevertheless, using his experience as a barber, he continues to crop her hair short, working his way to the top.
Soft wet hair now lands on Kalina’s bare back. Some of it sticking, and some falling to the floor. She squirms as she feels the wet hair fall on her body. Some of the hair lands on her shoulders and some on her breasts before rolling off into her lap. “Looks like you will need a bath soon, dearest.” chuckles Finn as he continues cutting away.
She closed her eyes as he continued shearing her hair down into a simple pixie cut. She hummed quietly to herself, shivering as the water dripped down her shoulders and back, the tufts of her hair clung to her skin stubbornly. She was growing a bit impatient and itchy, but remained still for him. She could feel her hair beginning to curl wildly around her ears and cheeks as it dried. She smiled “Yeah I will. Only if you join me though,” she teased.
Keeping one blade of the scissors against her neck, he carefully cuts a hairline across the back of her neck, giving it a neat sharp edge. He continues the line around her ear, folding it slightly. Kalina’s breathing gets heavier as she is getting aroused by his tender attention. Slowly he works around to the left side, snipping away carefully, getting the soft curly hair to blend in with the cut in the back. He keeps the sides a little longer than the back as he works to the top.
The pile of hair in Kalina’s lap continues to grow as he starts working on her right side. This side is done much quicker as her parting is now on the right rather than the severe center part that she used to have with her longer hair. Kalina gasps in surprise as she sees the final cut emerge from a mop of curls. Despite being the first woman to get a haircut from Finn, he had done a pretty decent job with the cut. It was short, yet functional as well as very very adorable.
She shivered as the scissors ran against her neck to give the hairline a crisp edge before he did the same around her ears. Her ears were pierced and studded with small gold hoops. She was growing antsy the longer he took with the cut. She was overwhelmed with sensations, anxious to see it, and more than ready for a bath.
She looked up when he was finally getting close to finishing, a soft gasp leaving her lips as she looked at herself in the mirror “It’s much cuter than I expected it to be.” She giggled softly, enjoying her hair, which she never knew was supposed to be curly, curled around her cheeks rebelliously. It was a simple, effortless and functional pixie, perfect for her new life.
Finn tips her head down again, firmly. She sees him pick up the razor. “Hold very still now, darling.” He whispers as he pushes her hair up exposing the back of her neck. Slow strokes starting from her newly etched hairline down to almost her shoulders. Slowly cleaning off the fuzz. Small tumbleweeds of hair roll down her back as he carefully shaves the back of her neck. He takes his time with each careful scrape working towards her right side. Gently turning her head he does the side of her neck as well. Given the thickness of her hair, it’s no surprise how fuzzy her neck line is.
Kalina hadn’t expected this part. She blinked in confusion and bit her lip “Okay,” she whispered and she bowed her head and sat completely still. She gasped softly in surprise as he began shaving away the fuzz that had just always been on her neck. It was an interesting feeling, one she didn’t enjoy quite as much as the cutting, but enjoyed it nonetheless.
He starts again from the center now working to the left. His meticulous attention is very comforting as he carefully shaves her neck. Once again, he turns her head to get to the left side of her neck and behind the ear. Smooth creamy soft skin lines exposed. His firm hands stroke her freshly shaved neck. A barrage of kisses soon follow as his lips savor her accessible nape. Slipping his arms about her, he lifts her to her feet.
She tilted her head as he moved it, staying still when she felt the cool blade connect with her skin again. She giggled as he began kissing her nape and neck, enjoying the amplified sensations without the fuzz being there.
Hugging her from behind, her curves melting against his body, he nuzzles her nape, kissing it and letting his tongue flick across the sensitive skin. One hand on her stomach, holding her close against him while the other one plays with her breast. He cant resist nibbling on her ear either, leaving her squirming in his arms.
She stood up when he hugged her. She smiled and leaned back against him “That was wonderful,” she whispered softly and shivered from his kissing and licking. She bit her lip again as he groped her breast, a soft moan coming from her mouth “I-I do believe…. it’s time we make this marriage completely official.” She whispered
Finn picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, laying her down on the bed. “I take you Kalina dearest, as my wife, for as long as I live,” he whispered. Slipping his hands into her hair under her head, he lifted her up gently and kissed her, his fingers playing with the short hair on her nape.
[The curtain comes down as we give our young lovers the privacy they deserve]
Later that night, Kalina was cuddled against Finn, her breathing still labored from the beautiful consummation of their marriage. She rested her head against his chest and closed her eyes “I love you, so much,” she whispered to him, a soft yawn escaping her lips afterwards.
