Tattoo incomplete story
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Background
Hanna seemed a little remote when I returned from my business trip. I asked her how the tattooing went and she explained that she had changed her mind! I wasn’t completely surprised as she often would be very enthusiastic about a particular thing and then change her mind at the last moment. But on this occasion I was sure she would go through with it. I changed the subject and asked about the girls. Hanna told me that Yolanda was staying with her parents for a couple of days.
Chantelle was around and a found a few minutes to ask her about what happened during my trip. She said that Hanna ‘chickened out’ at the last moment but that Yolanda and herself had some fun being face painted. She gabbled on a bit and I have to confess that I wasn’t really listening. I made a polite interruption and went to my office to work on some papers. An hour of so later I hit on a brilliant idea and went to find Chantelle. She was good at keeping a secret unlike Yolanda!
The gift
I explained that I would like to surprise Hanna with a gift. Chantelle listened intently as I explained that I would like to pay for Hanna’s tattoo and then she wouldn’t’ be able to chicken out. We both agreed that she really wanted a tattoo and this would be an excellent plan.
They had all done something similar for me on my birthday about six months previous. I was blindfolded and driven to a surprise destination. Once there they guided me along. I was then helped to climb in to what seemed like a large box. I was then told to remove the blind-fold. To my amazement I was in the basket of a Hotair Balloon! What a brilliant surprise. Soon I could repay their thoughtfulness and Hanna’s generosity.
The morning came of the surprise. I had warned her the night before that something special was going to happen. She tried to get me to explain but I stood my ground! Chantelle pretended not to know either. Chantelle awoke us and bought us a fruit drink each.
It was a pleasant sunny Saturday morning as we drove the short distance to the tattooist’s studio. I made a couple of detours to confuse them so the journey too k about twenty minutes. Hanna and the girl’s all sat in the back wearing their masks covered by sunglasses, so as not to attract the attention of the police or nosey neighbours!
The arrival
Soon we were there. They held hands as I lead them giggling inside. We were meet by a very attractive young woman wearing a white uniform. I realised it was her I had spoken with over the phone. The woman spoke and shook my hand. She had some joke about the victims arriving! At this they all stopped giggling. I told them that they could remove their glasses and blindfolds. Before Hanna could say anything I said she couldn’t chicken- out again! ‘Yolanda and these ladies have strict instructions not to let you leave without a Tattoo’ I said jokingly.
I then gave her a kiss on the cheek and left. I had arranged a day out with some of my friends. I had given Yolanda some cash so they could all go out for the day and then get a taxi home.
Hanna’ Story
Afterwards
I didn’t know what to say when he asked about my tattoo. I couldn’t tell him the truth. Instead I told him a believable lie. He would believe that I changed my mind – I don it all the time. I had instructed the girls to say the same and on no account tell anyone what had really happened. I explained that I could go to prison for what I had done. They could become social outcasts and even be taken into care. Fortunately they both saw the sense in my reasoning and we had not discussed the matter again in the four weeks leading up to my surprise gift.
I was so pleased when I heard that I was going to get a special surprise! We usually spare such things for our birthdays. Last year I arranged a flight in a Hotair Balloon for him. Now he had something wonderful for me!
We girls sat in the back giggling. We were unable to see as we were wearing blindfolds. We must have driven for nearly half-an-hour when the car came to a halt. I was taken by the arm and lead out of the car. I held onto Yolanda, who in turn gripped onto Chantelle. I heard a bell ring and a door open. Maybe were being taken to a trendy health club? The door closed behind us. I then heard a voice that made me freeze to the spot. Surely not! There could not be two women with such similar voices. I hoped I would never again meet the Receptionist from the Tattoo studio ever again. As soon as was told I removed my glasses hurriedly followed by the mask. I was aware that my hands were shaking. As I pulled my eyes pulled into focus and couldn’t believe what I saw! To my horror it was her- the red-headed bitch!
Abandoned
I was silent and stunned. I could say nothing. Chantelle was smiling slightly and Yolanda looked completely bemused. I felt very light-headed. Robyn took me by the arm. I was aware that other women had entered the reception area. I then looked around to see that my man had gone. ‘How could this happen?’ I wondered, as I was lead into the familiar treatment room. I realised that we had been abandoned and were once again at the mercy of these perverted dykes.
My brain was having difficulty in keeping me awake. It was then I remembered the drink, which Chantelle had brought me that morning in bed. Surely, she wasn’t helping them…I cant remember what happened immediately after that confused thought. But I must have slipped into a deep sleep.
Ordeal
When I awoke I tried to open my eyes. I realized despite being very dozy that I was once again wearing a blindfold. As I came too a little more, I was aware that I was standing. My angles and wrists were tied. My body was held in a cross-eagle position.
I was wearing something, which felt like a body suit but made of stiffer fabric. The strange thing was that I would feel the cool air of the air-conditioned room on my nipples and virgina.
Realising that I was now awake one of them spoke. She ordered that my blindfold be removed. I glanced around the room. I saw the tattooist, the red-head receptionist and the blonde trainee. I then caught a view of myself in the fall length mirror. I had been stripped of all clothing and dressed up in a leather costume. My nipples, virgina, legs and arms were exposed for all to see. Worse still I had just that morning shaved all my pubic hair off thus nothing was left to the imagination! I hoped that the girls were not around to see me in such a state of undress.
Robyn then pulled open one of the curtains which divided the room. Out skipped Chantelle. Her long hair was tied back and her face was painted to look like a harlequin. She was wearing what appeared to be a gymnastics kit. She was very keen on the pastime and belonged to the local club. She did a few moves, her black short wrap-over skirt ballooning as she did. I was mesmerised. What on earth was she doing? I wondered where Yolanda was. But my eye was once again attracted to Chantelle. As the sunlight light her from the skylight I realised that her bright yellow leotard was not made of sheer fabric but was in fact just a skin of body paint!
I tried to push my legs together to hide my exposed sex but the bonds were tied to strongly. I glanced down to see that it was not ropes but leather cuffs that held me in place so firmly. Chantelle struck a pose and froze like a statue. Her back was slightly arched backed and one arm was held aloft. I tried not to look but I couldn’t help notice her little nipples standing erect in the sunlight. Then she ran off back behind the curtain.
The three young women were all still wearing their white uniform dresses. I wondered just how long they would remain clothed. I found myself imagining what they might be wearing underneath. The potion was still having its effect. I found it difficult to keep my eyes open but I just had to remain conscious. I had to try and reason with these women.
Watching Helplessly
I dozed off for a little while, just how long I do not know. I was awoken by the sound of cat-calls. My mouth was dry and I felt very light-headed. I opened my eyes to see the three women and Chantelle all dressed in black Basques and tiny matching panties! I then got a little suspicious. Could it be that Chantelle was in with them? Surely not!
I feared for Yolanda. I had not seen or heard her since the ordeal began. Just what had happened to her? Was she co-operating with them also? My mind was in a muddle and I could not think straight. I noticed that my right thigh was aching slightly and looked down. It had a small plaster on it. I then realised that during my slumber I had been given an injection, presumably to keep me in a passive state.
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After the first month or so of school, memories of the summer holidays had faded quickly. The study workload had increased dramatically, and I was glad I had taken the time to set myself a strict program. With schoolwork, practice for my next piano grade exam, and rehearsals and playing at the Mirage, Friday nights were my only regular free time. After the blow-up with Katey Jackson, I didn’t bother going to the youth group meetings on Sunday nights, which gave me some time to get things...
The trouble came when EK0803 was assigned to wait on table at a banquet and was grabbed by an old retired army officer who had been a close friend of the Emir's father. He was now almost totally unable to perform sexually, and when he failed with EK0803 it was natural that he should blame her. He complained loudly to the Emir in front of several other guests and the Emir decreed that she should be given to the old man as some small recompense; he could then do with her whatever he wished....
THE PARTNERSHIP June recognised the woman she was standing beside at the counter of the department store. She could not remember her name but knew she had seen her somewhere before. They were both in the lingerie department about to pay for their goods. In the woman's arms were two outlandish night dresses and several pairs of underwear that were definitely too big for her. "For the mother-in-law?" June inquired, and the lady replied, "Actually no, for my husband." June just...
Jake’s dreamed of him and Catherine standing on the bridge of the Karenna sailing the skies. In the dream, Catherine was holding their infant son. The eels were there along with many tiny eels floating around them. The dream changed, Jake was laying in his bed. Catherine was lightly stroking his face. Then she kissed him and covered him with a blanket. The dream ended and he drifted deeper into slumber. He was awoken by a knock on his cabin door. Jake sat up looking around. It took a few...
Image of perfection Object of an affection in sexing Fantasizing freaky positions of you in submission Pushing pulling twisting and moaning A Place where I could store my erection Splendid features Tongue kissing fucking Look up cause I got mirrors on the ceiling Reflecting your ass bouncing silly Soon as you come in right away If you’re willing Splay your legs open Game played by 2 My sexual motivation Got you yelling spots for me to do? Amazed by the way you grind Just for fun I bet ill...
"I'm sorry, Mr. Sands," the conductor explained, "I know you have a reservation for a private berth, but due to over booking all we have left is a compartment for two!!!" "Your berth mate is a nice young man, so we hope you can see your way clear to accept these alternate accommodations at no cost to you of course!!!" The train was about to leave the station and Vic Sands was just finding out that his reservation on the Overland Chief from Chicago to Seattle was not being honored because of...
GayPartner's by Brigitte What's eating you? Huh, what do you mean? You've been acting like your about to testify on something you had no involvement on. I don't understand; what do you mean? Barbara I have been your partner for the past four year's. we have been through too much together... Mark If you think I'm going to let you down? NO. no, what I am trying to say is ... I don't know how to put it except... I care. What is wrong? Barbara look's away and start's to cry. ...