Her heart races as you speak those words, the desire building inside her like a storm about to break. She nods slowly, her fingers drumming anxiously against the armrests of the chair. Her breath comes out in short, ragged gasps as she awaits your command.

The thought of feeling the cold metal of the clippers against her skin is both exhilarating and terrifying. She knows what you have in mind, but the power you hold over her makes it difficult to resist. She's waiting for you to give her that final push, to take control completely.

"Please, I... I need you to buzz me," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of her labored breathing. "Shave my head, strip me bare... Do whatever you want with me. Just don't stop." Tears glisten at the corners of her eyes as she submits fully to your will, her body trembling with anticipation. The thought of losing even more of herself to you sends waves of desire through her veins, making it impossible for her to deny her deepest desires.

"Oh fuck..." She moans, her hips bucking upward in rhythm with his touch. "You're making me so hot..." Her fingers tighten on his cock as she continues to stroke him roughly, desperate for release. As he probes deeper into her body, her pussy clenches around his fingers, her muscles tensing and relaxing in perfect synchronization with each thrust of his hand.

His words send a jolt of pure lust racing through her veins. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body tense with anticipation. With one last thrust of his hand, she comes hard, her voice echoing through the room as her pussy clamps down on his fingers like a vice. Her eyes roll back in her head and she moans out his name: "Stephen... Stephen..."