I gulped as I entered the tattoo shop. I'd been thinking about getting a tattoo for years now and I'd finally worked up the courage to get one and I hoped to god I didn't chicken out. "Hey little lady what can I do for ya?" A well muscled man covered in tattoos greeted me with a southern accent. He was dressed in only a pair of jeans that hung low on his h...
Chapter 31: Small Talk Savannah didn't take long tattooing the back of Jeff's neck — it was clear that she was very good at this kind of thing, and she made short work of the design. Jeff had no idea what word or image or symbol had been etched into his skin, but he was too afraid of inviting Sarah's ire to ask. His skin was undoubtedly sore, but the coolin...
This story was written for Mistress A by Her obedient one ********* I hear a knocking at the door; I look at the clock she is right on time. I pat her on the head and beckon her to enter. she enters on her knees; once inside the door is closed and she asks permission to stand so she can disrobe. I ask her if she is dressed in the manner that she has been i...
Some names have been changed * Several years ago, I decided to finally have the sleeve on my right arm completed. I went to my favorite shop to make an appointment with Erika, the woman who had inked all my tattoos for the past three years. Essentially, she'd used my arm and my back as a blank canvas. Yes, I trust her tattooing skills that much. Rather th...
Gail was still acting decidedly cool toward me as we started out north in the morning in a couple of jeeps. She made sure we were in separate vehicles. She'd dolled herself up for the encounter with Kwei Lin in a three-quarter-length cotton skirt and matching halter top in a sky blue that set off her blonde complexion to perfection. But I had no delusions th...
Continued from part one, When Dave met Sally * * * * * The next three weeks were hard, the swelling was huge, I could hardly open my eyes, my mouth wanted to crack, and every time I tried to smile I could feel my whole face start to pull against the scabbed flesh. I had to try and keep my newly coloured skin moistened, My lips cracked at the hint of a smil...
Note: This contains an element of oral sex on a woman during her period. Pass this story by if it offends you. ***** For the next two weeks Sarah was tattooed nearly every day, Wei Jinn inked both her upper arms, thighs and her breasts, with vines and flowers. There were skulls, and a clock interspersed too. Sarah began to crave the drugs she was given an...
I was amazed. I'd never seen my boss without a three-piece-suit -- never seen his tie loosened. And here he was barefoot in some kind of hooded druid-like robe. 'Twas different. I'd been working late and was dropping off papers at his house. He was a short stocky man; not at all fat, but thick. Looked so natural in his three-piece-suits, with his shaved...
"So, I was thinking," Sandy said. "You really could use a tattoo." I swiveled back across the table and tipped my Cervesa. "Oh, shit." I managed to grab the bottle before it emptied on the rattan table top. A little to mop up, I swabbed what I could and asked, "I'm sorry, what did you say?" "I would like you to get a tattoo," she replied. Her eyes were lik...
I thought about that night quite a bit over the next several months. Nearly every time I looked at my tattoo or caught its reflection in the mirror my mind slipped back to that incredible experience- laying there with Betty's sweaty feet plastered all over my face while she worked on my arm, let alone the incredible handjob that followed. Suffice it to say...