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The Wicked Barber

S. Glassvial

Chapter 2


Oh, that begging voice was like music to my ears as I looked at him in the mirror. His scared eyes would soon turn to lustful ones.

I had known that from the moment this poor innocent creature walked into my shop. My wicked chair felt it, too. The chair only claims righteous victims, those who want to be taken care of.

I was so pleased that this Kenny boy was chosen. He’d soon scream in pleasure. He just didn’t know it yet.

“Kenny,” I bent over and whispered in his ear, my eyes not leaving the mirror’s view.

“What are you d—doing? Please…let me go. What kind of wicked chair is this? Are…A—are you a demon?”

“Shhh…don’t cry,” I soothed him before my devilish tongue flicked out of my mouth and started to lick the outline of his ear.

Yes, a demon I was. The Devil, to be precise.

“Don’t touch me! Why are you doing this to me?” he whimpered as I sucked on the soft flexible flesh of his ear.

“You have been chosen,” I whispered to him.

He sniffed. “Chosen for what?”

I sucked on his neck before I answered: “Chosen to be pleasured by my wicked tongue…”

He would soon be all right. I knew that. In just a moment, his eyes would tear up from pleasure.

One of my hands slid to his chest, untied his tie, and began to unbutton his shirt while my other hand stopped between his legs. I squeezed his flesh until it grew hard and swollen.

“I will make you so delirious and crazy, my sweet Kenny,” I whispered, my hot breath in his ear.

He released a soft whimpering sound, making my own cock swell up inside my pants until I was as hard as he was.

He wasn’t crying or telling me to stop anymore, and I was starting to get a tad impatient.

I ripped open the still-closed part of his shirt, causing the remaining buttons to pop off and fall to the floor, making noise as the metal hit the hard stone tiles.

I opened his shirt as far as I could and caressed his soft skin.

Looking at him in the mirror, I saw he looked back into my eyes with his mouth open. His eyes had only a hint of fear left.

He pulled at his restraints when my thumb massaged and caressed his skin, particularly over his pink buds.

I gave them a few pinches as well, receiving a little moan. They stiffened until they were rock hard.

“Oh, look at you now. No more crying, see?” I asked him through the mirror. Humans are so weak.

I opened up his pants and pushed my hand inside.

“Ahhh,” he whimpered when I folded my hand around his arousal. I tugged his foreskin back and forth a few times.

“Oh my, Kenny…” I clicked my tongue. “Did you know that your cock is leaking into my hand at this very moment?”

Ashamed, he looked away from my stare.

As my hand sped up and stroked him faster, his eyes fluttered shut. “Oh G—god,” he moaned. I stroked tighter.

“Ahh…I…I’m gonna…” Kenny hyperventilated. I squeezed his tip, then let go of his twitching cock. No, he wouldn’t get it so easily. He should beg for it.

“W—why…did you let go?” Kenny whined, his eyes looking wanton. It seemed that the poor boy desired to release badly.

“What do you mean, Kenny?” I asked. “A moment ago, you said that I couldn’t touch you, remember?”

“But, but…” He breathed heavily and bit his lip.

I smirked at him and went over to one of the drawers to pull out a pair of scissors.

Standing behind him again, I watched him as I placed the sharpness of the scissors against his chest and grazed the silver point across his skin, going lower and lower.

The metal touched him, but didn’t cut his skin.

I stopped the silver point at his crotch, pushing it a little against his pants.

“Wait, what are you doing?” Kenny cried out in fear.



“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. It’s just that these dreadful pants will not come off easily.

“Not when you are tied up like this, with your legs spread so beautifully,” I said as I began to cut his expensive trousers.

“Wait, no! I need my pants!” he whimpered.

“Oh, no. No, you don’t.”

After cutting his pants and drawers, he sat practically naked in my chair with only his open shirt, socks, and shoes still on.

With his legs spread in front of the mirror, the view he gave me pleased me greatly.

I tossed the scissors across the room, making a loud noise that startled him.

He kept his eyes closed, not wanting to see his own shameful reflection.

My hands folded around him again, his cock still hard and wet. Of course it was, since I had denied him from cumming, which I was going to do again.

I bent over him, my arms around his body, one hand jerking him off again and the other massaging his balls and caressing the rest of his body.

Kenny was writhing and twisting underneath my touch.

“Look at yourself,” I ordered.

He shook his head, keeping his eyes closed. Oh, such a disobedient boy…

I let go of him at once. That made him open his eyes.

“Now look at yourself being all shameless, Kenny, or I won’t touch you again. And I know you want to be touched. You want to cum so badly, don’t you?”

He opened his eyes for me, so I grabbed his unyielding penis in my hand but didn’t move just yet. “Don’t you?” I said as I squeezed.

“Ahh…yes…” he nodded.

“Look how your cock is sliding through my hand,” I said. He was so innocent.

He didn’t answer.

“I can hear it, too. You’re so wet that you drizzle. Listen to that sinful sound of your cock running through the palm of my hand. Isn’t it beautiful, Kenny?”


The sounds he made were getting louder, moaning, panting, and gasping as he watched how I was pleasing him and how his hard cock was fucking into my hand.

He looked into my eyes. His eyes were hazy and heavy-lidded, and I knew he was on the verge of spraying his load.

As his legs shook inside the metal cuffs, he was already holding his breath for what would come.

I let go of his cock and grabbed him by his hair, pulling his head back to face me, and stuck my tongue into his mouth. My tongue clashed against his as I tasted his sweet flavor.


Oh, what was this man doing to me? He broke the kiss and left me wanting more. “Please, Trevor…” I begged. What had become of me in these last few minutes?

I looked at myself in the mirror and didn’t even recognize myself anymore. The man I saw was flushed, his body shimmering with sweat.

He was naked, spread legs trembling while his cock drizzled, pre-cum running down his shaft.

“What do you mean ‘please’? Where do you want me to touch you? Tell me, Kenny,” the barber commanded.

His hands caressed my thighs as he bent over me and looked at me. The look on his face was so devilish.

“Please…” I didn’t want to tell him where. It would be too shameful.

“Here?” he asked as his hands reached higher and rubbed over both of my nipples.

I bit my lip and shook my head. Yes, that felt good, but no, that wasn’t where I wanted him to touch me. My cock was twitching. How could he not see it?

“Here?” He smirked as he brushed his finger just below my navel, but still not low enough.

“No!” I raised my voice, still feeling that sensation of when you’re on the verge of releasing yourself, that tickling inside your groin.

I had almost cum, but almost wasn’t good enough. I wanted it now! I was desperate.

“Here?” His hands were now too low, squeezing my legs.

“No. Please. You bastard!” I yelled, instantly regretting it.

“Bastard? Are we cursing now, sweet Kenny?” He laughed. I pulled at my restraints, but they only hurt me. He was laughing at me!

“How can I know where you want to be touched when you don’t tell me?”

“Between my legs. Touch me between my legs!” I desperately begged.

“Here?” he asked when he finally, finally grabbed my yearning penis again.

“Mmm…yes, there.”

The pleasant feeling came back immediately as he gave me a couple of strokes. I felt it returning, that sensation lifting me up and up. I was ready to jump at last, before he let go again.

“No! Why? Trevor…please!” I cried out.

“Chair!” Trevor said in a tone that sounded like a command.

The demonic piece of furniture knew exactly what its master wanted, and my legs were pulled apart even further, raised higher in the air.

I gasped.

In the mirror, I stared at my own shameful pink wrinkles.

Trevor breathed in my face as he stood behind me and folded his arms around my body. “Look,” he ordered.

I watched as his fingers traveled lower, one of them disappearing into my body. I closed my eyes again. The feeling wasn’t nice.

His finger began to thrust in and out of my hole, while my cock wanted to be touched.

Why was this devil doing this to me? My cock oozed. I wanted him to touch that! Not to be giving me this unpleasant feeling.

A second finger pushed in, and I wanted to curse at him before I felt it.


What was he doing to me? I opened my eyes and saw him pushing his long fingers inside me, making me feel the unfamiliar pleasure again.

“You like that?” he asked. “I think you do. Look at how much you like it.”

It was true. I liked it. He pushed his middle and ring finger deep inside my hole and touched a place there that made my toes curl inside my shoes.

I heard the obscene sounds from his pushing and retreating fingers: wet sounds that bounced off the barbershop walls.

He wasn’t touching my cock, so how could the same feeling be starting inside my abdomen again?

“Please, please…” In between my harsh moans, I begged him in advance. I didn’t want him to stop this time.

He sped up his movements and added pressure to that spot inside me that made me so delirious I was nearly cross-eyed.

He whispered his hot breath in my ear, “Look at yourself and let go. Cum for me now.”

And I did. I looked at us for as long as I could till my eyes rolled back in my skull and I finally gave in to this exploding sensation inside my gut.

My balls tightened and I could feel myself erupting.

I screamed as I released while orgasmic shivers ran through my body in waves. Never before had I felt these explosive sensations.

I opened my eyes again and saw my cock squirting out its liquid, which landed on myself, the floor, and even the mirror.

Trevor’s fingers stayed inside me till I was done. After my last contraction, he withdrew them, and I felt so empty and cold.

Still gasping for breath, I sat on that evil chair, staring at my own gaping-wide, slippery hole.

Trevor moved to stand beside me, his back to the mirror.

He leaned in and licked my stomach clean, till there was no trace of cum left on my skin.

He licked his lips afterward, like he had just tasted the best thing ever, and a satisfied moan escaped his mouth.

His lips found mine again and his tongue pushed inside my mouth, making me taste myself.

He kissed me very slowly and sensually as his hands caressed my still-shackled arms.

I knew I had just climaxed, but this action made me feel aroused again.

“Will your chair let me go now?” I sobbed, knowing that I couldn’t go through this again.

He shook his head. “No.”

Then he moved till his body was positioned between my wide legs, looking at my private parts with his demonic black eyes.

“I think nobody has ever swallowed your cock before. Am I right?” he asked before he licked his lips.

“W—what?” I asked.

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