Amanda walked into the tattoo parlor, her tits on display, and Nick sitting behind the counter.
He looked up as soon as he heard the door open and a smile crossed his face, “Hey Amanda… you’re early.” he said.
She smiled and nodded, “Yeah, is that a problem?” she asked, knowing full well it wasn’t.
“Not at all.” he replied, stood up and walked out from behind the counter to the front door.
“Head on in, I’ll be right there.” he said as he locked the door and grabbed the sign from behind it. She saw him setting the “time” he’d be returning before he hung it up on the door.
She headed into the back room and sat down on the chair, she didn’t have to wait long as Nick arrived and sat across from her.
“So, do you have something in mind today or are we doing some freeform?” he asked with a smile and a little hope.
Nick liked the days she came in and didn’t have anything in mind, but today she did. She reached into her purse and pulled out a small piece of paper before setting her purse back on the floor. She handed the paper to Nick and waited.
He unfolded it and smiled, “Front or back?” he asked casually.
“Back.” she replied.
Nick nodded and then gestured to the tattoo chair, “Take a seat and I’ll get ready.” he replied and walked out of the small room.
A shiver ran through Amanda as she quickly got undressed and then sat in the chair and leaned forward, pushing her ass out as far as she could.
On her back were two large wing tattoo’s, just in between them were four words in script, “Angel Slut Devil Whore”.
On her left ass cheek was a red set of lips with a “Kiss This” around them, on her right ass cheek was “Slap Harder”. She didn’t have to wait long until Nick returned, sat down behind her, grabbed her by the hips and repositioned her a little.
The buzzing of the tattoo gun started and she felt the sting of it on her skin, a shiver running through her as he worked.
“So, same payment plan as usual?” he asked.
“Of course.” she replied, causing another shiver to run through her.
The payment plan was… unfair, for her at least. She was still going to be paying full retail of the tattoo, but in addition she’d be dropping by once a week for the next month to suck and fuck Nick in any way he wanted.
It was part of the programming that her ex had installed in her.
She’d married for money, not love, and had thought that it would be enough. It turned out it wasn’t and after just a few years of marriage she’d cheated on him. By the third year, she wasn’t even trying to hide it.
They had divorced three years ago, at her insistence, and she hadn’t understood what kind of monster she’d unleashed in him. His cold hard eyes that looked across from the table when they signed the final papers had escaped her recognition and she’d just been happy to finally be free.
Three months later when the nondescript van had picked her up from her parking garage and whisked her way to the country side where she spent a week being reprogrammed and another being tested out, had been unexpected to say the least.
Her life was so different now, no more high society parties with her perfectly coifed blonde hair, pale white skin, and toned body. That was all gone.
She spent hours each week in the tanning bed, had spent more hours in Nick’s chair, and the parties she attended now were filled with clients from the strip club she worked at.
But as much as things had changed, they were still changing.
She knew that as big as her tits and ass were, they needed to be bigger still. That no matter how many tattoos she had, she could still get more. That as nearly frozen as her face was, she could still get more botox.
She’d been trying to avoid this day though for a few months, she knew it would come, and she couldn’t help but accept it eventually.
The buzzing from Nick’s gun stopped and she felt him wipe away some blood from her lower back, “All done, want to see?” he asked.
She put her head over her shoulder, “Yes.” she replied and he grabbed a small hand held mirror and held it over her lower back.
There in the mirror was the reversed words that she’d written on the paper “Insert Cock Here” in thick black block letters along with the equally as thick black arrow pointing at her asshole.
Her whole body shivered and she let out a moan.
Nick didn’t waste any time in following the instructions he’d just tattoo onto her body that every man she would have sex with in the future would see and read… and if she was lucky, follow as well.
