HappyComeLucky

This weekend is the Sinful Sunday Black and White prompt. I am really thrilled to share today’s post.

The images have been taken and edited by the awesome Exposing40. The model and author of the piece below is the delicious and gorgeous Monstrous Jaffa.

So now, I’ll hand over to Jaffa.

Around a year ago I shaved my head and beard to raise money for charity. Afterwards I *had* to grow back my beard because otherwise people would have been unnecessarily exposed to my face, but I decided to keep shaving my head.

Why? Because I liked the way it felt when I ran my fingers across my scalp, whether that be while it was still wet and slick from the shave, or after, when it was smooth, warm and dry to the touch.

I also noticed how good it felt to drag a fresh blade across my head, carefully drawing around the ear, pulling my skin tight to make sure that every hair was gone. It is a richly sensuous, sumptuous delight.

So that got me thinking – what if I asked someone else to shave me, and not just with a safety conscious Gillette Mach 4? What if I gave someone free rein to place an open razor against my exposed and vulnerable flesh? How would that feel? And how would it look if someone caught it on camera?

Enter the amazing @ht_honey and wonderful @exposing40.

There was something visceral about the fact that I could sit, eyes closed, yet feel the tremor in Honeys’ hand as she pressed the wet blade against my scalp. I could feel the slow drag and scrape of the hard steel as it removed the hair from my head and I knew that she shared my concern that the extra pressure could lead to skin being broken, blood flowing.

When I opened my eyes E40 stood close by, matching with the camera Honeys’ care with the blade. I wondered how the images would look and they are glorious, utterly glorious.

Being shaved by Honey was a sensuous, aesthetic delight. Gratifying and exhilarating in equal measure, seductive in terms of my submission to the hand of a new lover. I can’t thank her or E40 enough for catering to my indulgent whim.

Thank you to Jaffa for this experience, for trusting me with an open blade against his skin, for his words and a whole lot more.

Please show this post your love and then pop on over to Sinful Sunday to see who else is sharing.