I have done bad things and now I must pay the price. I accept that being in prison for a long while is the way I must live my life now. I am finally in-processed to my long-term cell, luckily solo, carrying my bedding and given instructions to make my bed and soon I will be given my in processing haircut.

I make my bed, take a very out loud thoughts tour of my cell. I am lucky to have a window and natural lighting. I cant sit still though i'm sure Ill learn how to do that eventually but this 1st day of the rest of my life unless I get parole, is a nervous one. I do pushups and talk to myself about this upcoming haircut. I really hope they don't cut my locs off. That would make me very aggressive but I will hope for the best. I wish they would of given me a more fitting jumpsuit. This stripped button down overall is so huge on me, i look like a sack of potatoes but I guess in here it doesn't matter.

Finally after what feels like an eternity of trying to talk myself calm and trying to exercise and just try to realize my fate, the prison guard comes in to prepare me for my haircut. I cooperate the best I can. I don't understand why he must waist chain me, cuff my hands to my side and put shackles on me too. I already have been strip searched but I suppose the guard is just doing his job, a bit too handsy but eh, i guess Ill take a feel when I can get it anymore.

Once he has be cuffed, chained, and shackled, he leaves me to contemplate this situation.

He returns ready to shave my head. I beg and plead and stay very nice and cooperative so he doesn't shave but my nape. Anything could happen, lets hope he has done this before.

He has me sit on the toilet as he begins his debaucherous shave job. I immediately feel and see too big of chunks of hair falling on me and the floor but If i move or fight, it will be worse. I use my words as I stay still in shock, watching my hair fall to the ground again and again. The shaver digs deep taking chunk out of chunk out of my lower head and nape. I just sit there with my head down as he keeps shaving and i keep verbally wishing for the best but knowing there is something very wrong. If i move, I may get get my locs shaved off or even *njured for that matter. So I just take it. Its a free haircut anyways and I love free.

Once he says he is done, i feel my nape and cant believe what I feel and then he takes a picture and shows me his "artwork". I cant believe he gets paid more to give haircuts, WOW, just WOW!

There's no way I can get any visitors looking like this, no way!

He hands me things to clean up my hair though my cuffed wrists make it very difficult. Once my mess is cleaned up, I beg for a shower. I am super itchy and I really cant handle this itch. Well, its not my day to shower but he does the next best thing to rinse my nape and head and face off. He pushes my head into the toilet and uses the disgusting toilet water to clean my neck and hair off the best he can. I protest but again, Its pointless when i'm cuffed and helpless to the system.

Wow, how humiliating and this is only my 1st day in general population. No telling how much worse it can get. I'm scared to find out.

One last part of my humility is taken away when he unbuttons the front of my jumpsuit and says he's not just hear to give me a haircut but also shave my pubes as he does a few sloppy sharp movements of the electric razor and all of a sudden, all my pubes are gone too. I protest with all the words I could find but it was no use.

I finally lay in my bunk, still cuffed and shackled showing you exactly how horrible of a nape shave I just received and how humiliated I feel having no pubes either.

P*ssy Shaving Nape Shaving B*ndage Inmate Fayth Gets Head & Pubes Shaved In Prison - Mp4 with C4s.com

Pssy Shaving Nape Shaving Bndage Inmate Fayth Gets Head & Pubes Shaved In Prison - Mp4 with C4s.com