Authors Note: Angela is a real woman. This is a continuation of her fantasy, to be a whore. The tattoo WILL become reality. This story was inspired by klitorisring, who wants to see her inked. *** Angela and James had been to several tattoo shops in the area. Every one had their section on Queen of Spades tattoos, they were pretty common to be seen, althou...
Author's note: This is the second installment in the Laura the Canvas series. It is helpful to read the first in NonConsent/Reluctance section. I have migrated this one to the Fetish tag as I feel that it will be more appropriate going forward. Laura was in seventh heaven as she lay there strapped to the table. She couldn't believe that just this morning...
Ok everyone this is a new story I'm putting out and I hope you guys enjoy it. Don't worry I'm not going to stop working on the story between Nick and Nynia, but I wanted to write this one while I had the idea in my head. Hope you guys like it and don't forget to send feedback it's very helpful. And sorry if it's too short, but what's good sex without a littl...
Ruby is sat flicking through a magazine. Mid-twenties, she's been working in the tattoo parlor since college and is soooo bored. So her face lights up when two sissy dumplings mince into the tattoo parlor. She gasps at their ridiculously effeminate outfits that no woman would be caught dead in. She can't believe they've handcuffed themselves together and loc...
The Big Box Store and the BBQ Joint Once again my wife is shopping. Here I am sitting in my big ole red truck at the Big Box Store. No not the 1975 Ford. This one's a new Dodge quad cab. This can be any store in your area or mine. MsDollie, once again, is shopping as I sit and listen to the radio and relax. Not really planning on doing any people watching....
This night has been months in the making. I don't know really when I started liking black guys, it just sort of happened. I'd always been a bit nervous around them, but I chalked that up to a kind of internalized racism. I didn't know a lot of black people so I figured that was it. Now I realize that thudding in my chest whenever a black man was near was th...
This how my life was when I was 32 years old. I am now 38 and have a different life, but a lot is still with me, and always will be for life. When we moved it was a very hot summer here in Phoenix, Arizona. I moved here from a well sheltered life in Ohio. Married when I was only 19, and had only been with one man Mike, my husband who was 24. He was an engi...
“Hello.”….”Oh, Hi, Linda….“….”Yeah, about three this afternoon.”….”Yes, it’s over, for all the good it’ll do me.”….”Well, I got the house and my car, but I have to keep making the payments. I was paying for them anyway, so nothing's much different”….”No, no alimony. His lawyer said I had a good job, and the judge agreed.”….” I feel pretty rotten, really.”….”...
Desire Dating by Pan Abigail winced as the artist went to work - her newest ink, she knew, would be her masterpiece. She'd been nervous about getting such a large tattoo, but as soon as the idea popped into her head, she couldn't resist... She couldn't resist. This would be the piece that truly got her the attention she so desperately craved. The piece t...
One day a young woman entered the tattoo studio. Jess welcomed her, but then insisted to see her ID card as due to the services provided by the studio local laws only allowed adults to enter it. The card showed that her name was Elisabeth and that it was her 18th birthday. "Congratulations, Elisabeth, on your first day as grown up!" Jess said with a blink....