Margo got used to the Chastity Belt (CB) Every day Margo had to shower, which was a home - house rule, and especially now that she was wearing a CB. Margo agreed that she had to obey, and she got used to the CB. She did not come up to me several times during the day, and ask to release the CB a little, because she was sore. I was very angry when I found her hair all around the house. Margo had long hair down to the waist, and she was very proud of her hair. When I found 1 long hair on the table while we had lunch, that was beyond my patience level. I shouted at her and added more negative points to her records that were collected at the end of the day or the week, when she would find that she earned enough points to get spanked on a bare ass. Then I decided to take her to my hairdresser. I did not know what I had been waiting for so long. I reserved an appointment for her. The hairdresser told me that the current week was a hair donation event for women suffering from various cancers. Her hair would be washed, in a special way, tied, collected and sent to the wig shop, where it would later be donated to women whose hair had fallen out due to treatments with drugs. That gave me a good idea. I took Margo in my car to the hairdresser. We barely waited for a couple of minutes before it was our turn. First I went for the hairstyle. The haircut ended up quickly because there was not much to do, only shortened my hair from 6 cm to 4 cm as my present standard, since I had accepted the majority of recommendations given by my doctor , Emma. My hair was not even colored or twisted. It remained natural grey. Now it was Margo’s turn. I went to the hairdresser and quietly told her to make Margo’s hairstyle like mine, and also to save the hair according to the wig manufacturer's instructions. The hairdresser took us to another room that did not have a mirror, and was intended for hair donors. Margo sat down. I took the duct tape from the bag immediately, and fastened her arms to the armrest. Margo and the hairdresser were a little surprised, but I calmed them down. IT was OK, because Margo would fall asleep, and I secured her so that she would not fall from the chair. Otherwise she was a little bit restless. I told the hairdresser: Me: “Margo would gladly donate her hair to the sick women, is that so Margo?. Do not worry there will be enough hair for you. Margo was surprised, The hairdresser loudly commented that she would wash her hair first, then dry, then cut off and put away for donation. Margo sat and smiled in the armchair, expecting a new rich hairstyle on her head. The hairdresser made a nice hair shampoo, then washed, rinsed, and dried her hair. The hair was fluttering everywhere, and Margo was happy smiling. The hairdresser began to brush her hair toward the floor, took a thin band, and began to flip around her hair until she had a long pony tail, only about 10 cm of hair was left on her head that was not tied up. Then the hairdresser took the hair clipper, set it to 2 cm and shaved her hair on the back of her head, Margo had not suspected anything yet. Then she set the clipper to 4 cm, and trimmed up, raised her tail more and more, and when she reached the forehead, just separated the pony tail from her head. The hair cut took less than a minute. Then I pulled up the tape and untied Margo. I gave her both of our purses to carry, and immediately took her home. Margo had not realized anything yet. It was all over so quickly, that she did not even see her new hairstyle. We got home, and Margo disappeared in her room, After a few minutes I heard screaming. I know she then had looked into the mirror. I let her rest for a few hours, then I went to her in her room. When I came in, Margo was sitting idle on the bed, with a blank look, and quietly crying and mumbling. I came and sat next to her. Margo: - “Why did you do this to me?”.... Me: - “Margo you are so beautiful now, just see your beauty. Besides, you have done a noble deed, by helping women in need, you have given them your hair. They are immensely grateful to you.” I caught her neck gently. I turned her head toward me. I lay my lips on hers, and kissed her passionately. I felt a special passion, especially since I had not had a female lover for some time. There was something special about what Margo had, in the first moment I did not know what it was, but after a couple minutes of kissing I realized that a special sensation had come to my lips and my tongue. Once again I licked her upper lip. she had a shaved mustache, and it gently tickled me as I kissed her. This feeling is known to every woman who has loved and kissed her husband. At that moment I felt a new special passion and now I fell in love with my maid. I wanted something more and I said: Me: - “Margo you are beautiful, special, and I'll prove it to you today. Come on, let's go to your weekly hygiene treatment. To be continued. Your comments, questions, suggestions... please in PM. (Conversations) If you liked the story, give me a Like.