MIRROR: Download from MEGA Click Here! My husband, has been working secretly in the barn for weeks. Friday evening he announces that he is finished with his project, and wants me to come see his work. In the far corner, he has built a wall and placed a door with a small old fashioned window, just big enough to peek through. My curiosity mounting, I ask what the window is for, I get no answer. He takes me by the hand pulling me toward "the room". At the door he stops and tells me to put on this blindfold, so I would be surprised, and tells me not to take it off until he says to. He guides me through the door and tells me to stand still while he gets a few things in order. I hear wood squeaking.. and metal clinking... the faint aroma of new leather. The room is hot and I'm beginning to sweat, and I ask if the surprise is ready yet.... I get no answer. He then pulls me a few feet, not saying a word... he takes both my hands and raises them shoulder high, then I realize there is someone else in "the room". The other takes my hands roughly placing them on flat wood, the wood squeaks again and my head is forced down until it rests on something hard, then I feel the closure... my head and hands are trapped in wood! I try to pull free, but its too tight. My husband tells me not to try to get loose, it would lead to severe punishment. I question what he is doing, and his response is a large piece of tape across my mouth. Is that the camera I hear?? The contraption holding me begins to push me down, and then I feel something at my hips, something solid, but rounded-out to encircle my hips. A piece comes down across my lower back holding me tightly in place. I'm being forced to bend over. I hear the camera clicking again. I begin to cry, silently... Without a word, both ankles are being wrapped in hard leather and my legs pulled apart. My thighs are then cinched tight with wide leather bands to the contraption holding me. The other voice says "can I do it?", .... I feel cold metal gliding up my legs, "snip", then up my ass cheeks, "snip". The digital camera clicking in the background... I feel curiously excited, "How far will this go"? I ask myself. My shorts fall to the floor, and hands rub my ass. The device begins to move, shifting backward to lay me out, face up. My feet off the floor, suspended by leather straps, head and hands gripped tightly by the wood, completely immobile. My husband growls "it's time to shave that pussy smooth, the way I want it". The scissors snip a few times, and I feel my pussy getting hot and wet, more with each snip. I hear the shaver start up, buzzing toward my cunt.. The vibration nearly makes me cum. Cold water then splashes across my pussy, and shaving cream smeared on. And the straight razor goes to work, I can feel the occasional cut that sends my pussy throbbing.... The camera keeps clicking... The other man asks, " can I be first?" And the device is lowered back to the bent over position... I hear a "zip" and jeans falling to the floor... "is he going to let a stranger fuck me??" Hands grab my ass, and a huge, hard cock rams into my shaved hot pussy. I groan, half with pleasure, half with pain.. soon, he's pounding me, hard and fast... He stops.. before I know it, hot cum is pumping all over my face, my cunt left hot and throbbing and nothing in it. My tank top has been the only thing between me and totally naked, it now is being cut off, and my tits now hang freely. "For asking if the surprise was ready yet... this is the answer" A sharp pain on my nipples that soars through me making my cunt throb ... "be a very good little slave, and this will be permanent" he had attached clips to my nipples with small weights to pull them down. "now, look at that long, thick hair, it's shameful, its all a mess, in your face and full of cum, and I've always hated that hair! We really need to do something about all that long hair, and you will look much more like the slave that you are becoming, without it". The tears well up in my eyes, trying to shake my head "no", squirming and trying to pull loose of my bonds.. it's no use. " Now, this is for trying to get loose, don't try it again". He pulls a handful of hair around the front of my head, " make sure to get a close up picture of this" he says, and the scissors touch my scalp and slowly I feel the hair being cut off as close as he can get it.. "ahhh, beautiful, and all on film" the locks of shorn hair are placed on my back and ass... " Now, cut off all hair with cum on it". Again the scissor blades are close to my skin, right at my forehead, then at my temples, each time slowly cutting so I can feel the hair coming off, then the locks are brushed over my tits, and then my ass, finally laid across my back. The room gets silent, the door squeaks open and slams shut. It feels like hours have past, my cunt dripping wet, completely unable to move, my pussy shaved, and some of my beautiful, long hair cut off.... What else could he do?? Why is he doing this?