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In this chapter she if forced to get a tattoo on her breast and to endure the humiliation of having the artist ravage her body. (MF, nc, oral, mc, fantasy) *** Author Note: This is a story about Susan, a teacher at Randall College who made a very big mistake one day. She had been fantasizing for months about one of her exchange students, who at 22 was experienced in the ways of women. He now had control over her and she didn't seem to be able to find a way to stop his humiliating demands. I have re-written the story because I was not happy with the first version so I hope readers like this one better. *** CHAPTER THREE - A TATTOO FOREVER Susan sat at her desk in total confusion. For some unknown reason, her tummy felt like it was filled with butterflies every time Kaz, the foreign exchange student talked to her. Just a moment ago, he had stared into her dark, blue eyes and said in no uncertain terms, "I want you to wear the blouse and skirt... nothing else... is that clear? My slut is going to get a tattoo," he whispered. Kaz's dark, mystery eyes controlled her compete focus. "We are going to visit my buddy Jim... he owns a tattoo parlor and he is going to give my slut a beautiful tattoo." Defeated once again, Susan cast her eyes downward and nodded. Then she asked Kaz why he tormented her and humiliated her like he did? His answer was simple. "You have one of the sexiest and most attractive bodies on campus and it gives me a huge adrenaline rush to see it used and abused." His openness shocked her and filled her with total helplessness. "I could tell you were a slut the first time I saw you in class. Besides, I knew you would do anything to prevent my telling everyone about your having phone sex with a student." It was true! She would do anything in the world to keep his incriminating evidence from the school trustees and Kaz took full advantage of her situation. But why did he think she was a slut? She dressed conservative; she acted conservative so how did this young student suspect her inner most secrets, she wondered? She was getting thoroughly confused by Kaz's constant barrage of demands? Oh, how could she do this? Susan worried about what she would tell her husband when he saw the tattoo? The dilemma was overpowering and Susan fretted many hours, until the dreadful hour finally arrived. Kaz ordered her to drive to the parlor immediately after last class and she did so in a compete trance. She parked in front of a small building and her heart skipped a beat when she saw Kaz inside talking to the presumed owner. Surely he wasn't serious, she hoped? He would not make her get a tattoo? Kaz had explained his plan very thoroughly in the classroom. Susan was to dress in the clothes he gave her at school because he loved seeing her dressed like a schoolgirl. The outfit consisted of a shear blouse, which was so see-through that Susan blushed just thinking about wearing it. This time the skirt was a Scottish plaid, which looked very similar in design to the black schoolgirl type she was forced to wear earlier. Susan was utterly ashamed, as she knew the outfit exposed her breasts through the almost non-existent material. She prayed that only Kaz and the tattoo artist would see her in the revealing garment. The skirt should cover her nudity, as long as she was careful. Nobody would ever know she wasn't wearing panties, she hoped. She would never succumb to her student's blackmail if it weren't for the mistaken phone conversation. Susan swore to be far more vigilant in the future. Reluctantly she went inside quietly shutting the door behind her. Suddenly Susan felt trapped without any possible escape and she had trouble breathing because of the closed-in feeling. She felt the sudden urge to cross her arms when she noticed both men feasting on her womanly endowments. They stared at her chest and it took every ounce of courage for Susan to step further into the room. Standing motionless for a few seconds, Susan let the vultures devour her with their eyes. It was apparent to Jim, the tattoo artist, that Susan was truly a gorgeous woman. The young schoolgirl look made her appear extremely sexy and desirable. Her face indicated her fear of being trapped and Jim made a conscious decision to make her feel more at ease. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, which made her look even younger. He would never guess that she was 34, as Kaz had said. Jim ogled her chest. He noticed that Susan didn't have the biggest breasts but they were definitely a good handful. His eyes focused on the big, prominent nipples showing through the transparent cloth. This was one job Jim relished and he was very thankful to his friend Kaz who had told him all about Susan. Kaz had lied though. He told Jim that Susan was an exhibitionist who wanted to get a small tattoo on her left breast. He went on to say that she dreamed of having sex with a tall, dark stranger assuring Jim that she would not resist any attempt to fill her cup with steamy cum. Jim took over immediately. He asked Susan into the back room where he would be performing the tattoo artistry. There was a big, padded table in the center of the room and Jim motioned her towards it. Reluctantly she moved to stand beside the table and Susan felt small and intimidated by Jim's confident manner. The room was brightly lit and there were pictures of tattoos covering all the walls. Scanning the detailed art, Susan saw the beauty in some but some were definitely not for her. Jim felt a sudden urge deep in his groin. He placed his hand on Susan's upper arm guiding her onto the foamy tabletop. Her skin was so warm and silky, which only seemed to inflame his mind even more than it already was. He helped her onto the pad, indicating he wanted her to lie down on her back. This was not the normal way he did business or the way he would give a woman a breast tattoo. But Kaz had insisted on it happening in this manner. 'What am I suppose to do,' Jim wondered with a chuckle, 'Surely not refuse when a friend offers me sex with a gorgeous woman.' At first Jim thought Kaz was full of shit but decided to go along with the young foreign boys perverted fantasy. Jim had been skeptical when Kaz presented his plan to him but suddenly the sight of Susan's sexy body made him truly glad he went along with the scheme. Kaz had assured Jim that he could do whatever he wanted with Susan and he would ensure she cooperated fully. Jim couldn't take his eyes off Susan's desirable tits. He was going to enjoy them like no others, he thought. All of a sudden he marveled at the beauty of her slender, muscular legs, which looked much longer in the short shirt. Susan lay flat on the table doing her utmost to keep her legs tight together. She was positive the dire feeling of helplessness was making her sweat. Suddenly Jim was envious of Kaz. His young friend had such a beautiful girlfriend and she did look very sexy dressed in the seductive attire. Jim's anticipation grew wild wondering if Kaz told the truth about Susan not wearing panties. Kaz boldly stated that his girlfriend never wore undergarments. When his young friend told Jim that Susan kept her pussy shaven and baby-smooth, he struggled to hide his immense desire. Kaz didn't have too much trouble convincing Jim to go along with his scheme. Once he told Jim that Susan was a slut who wanted a tattoo so badly that she would fuck to pay for it, he willing agreed to do the tattoo. Kaz's only stipulation was that Jim had to tease Susan first. He could touch her or caress her wherever or however he desired, for as long as it took to engrave the tattoo on her boob. Kaz assured his artist friend that he could use Susan's body, as often as he liked, once the artwork was completed. Jim pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. Who would believe that a guy would offer his gorgeous girlfriend to any man? He could not believe Kaz would permit him to fuck Susan once he saw how adorable she was in real life. To top it all off, Susan would not refuse to do anything to make him happy and Jim planned to take full advantage of the situation. If his young friend wanted to watch his girlfriend fucked by another man, he was only too happy to be that man. His mind worked overtime trying to come up with the proper plan to seduce Susan. 'Hell,' he thought, 'I'll even force myself on her if need be... what's Kaz going to do to protect her?' Jim's arms were completely tattooed and he looked just like the stereotype biker dude. He wore blue jeans with a tight t-shirt that showed off his big, muscular arms. He began talking but Susan didn't really hear what he had to say, as she was fretting about being in the parlor. "Please take off your blouse," Jim repeated. Susan heard him this time. She glanced down to see her hardened nipples pressing outward putting two large bumps in the shear material. She shivered realizing they were so obvious to the gawking men. "Is that really necessary," she asked almost pleading with Jim to reconsider. Susan realized that she would have to expose herself for him to apply the tattoo but hoped that it meant merely opening the blouse enough to show part of her boob. "I think if we are to give you a breast tattoo that you will have to bare it. There will be lots of ink flying around and we don't want to get it all over your pretty blouse," he explained. A quick glance to Kaz was enough to coax her to carry out Jim's request. Slowly, her shaking fingers went to the buttons and one by one, undid them. Pausing for a brief minute before succumbing to the vile request, she then raised her shoulders and slipped off the blouse handing it to Kaz. Kaz smiled at her deliberate movements knowing Susan was dreading the experience. Both men's hungry eyes grew wide in admiration, as the girly tits came into view. They could feel their cocks jerk in anticipation of touching her succulent boobs. Naked, Susan's breasts were even more desirable than before and Jim could hardly wait to get his hands on them. Susan kept her eyes cast downward and she was afraid to look at the men for fear of crying. She had never felt so humiliated in her entire life by exposing herself like a common hussy. 'A professional teacher just didn't do that sort of thing,' she kept telling herself. Jim took her completely by surprise when he suddenly pinched her erect nipple between his rough fingers. "Now I think we should put the tattoo as close as possible to the nipple so it doesn't show when you wear a bra," he said making her squirm. Susan put her hand to his and attempted to push his hand off her hardened bud. Jim merely held steady and Kaz quickly let Susan know she was not to resist. His steely glare told her to do whatever Jim requested or he would surely tell about her past indiscretions with him. Taking advantage of Susan's vulnerable situation, Jim squeezed and rolled the large knob, which caused her to give a moan of protest. Another quick look into Kaz's eyes, and Susan relaxed on the pad allowing Jim freedom to caress her tit. Soon he had the nipple throbbing and almost ready to burst. Susan's breathing became a little faster and quite ragged, as she struggled to control her emotions. "What do you think if we put it about here?" he indicated. Susan looked to see where. Then he pinched the enlarged nipple even harder and pulled it off to one side so as to flatten the breast. Quickly she agreed with the location in an attempt to get him to start working. Jim could see the agony written on her gorgeous face, as he rolled the bud, so he decided to have some more fun. Without any hesitation, he pinched the neglected nipple with his other hand and Susan gasped with surprise from his sudden display of bravery. He was talking and saying how it might be better to put one on the other breast, as well, but Susan was not listening. She was trying to ignore her throbbing nipples and pretend that what he was doing did not affect her. In her mind, Susan was acting nonchalant but Jim could tell from her rapid breathing that she was getting aroused. Jim almost fainted when he glanced down seeing that Susan's skirt had ridden up her thigh. In reality, Kaz had slyly shifted it upward and the bottom hem was riding at crotch level. Jim visualized moving to the foot of the table, which would enable him to see under the skirt. Susan was so focused on fighting the building desire caused by her nipples being caressed that she didn't feel what Kaz had done. Also, laying flat on the table didn't allow her to see her lower extremities. Kaz caught Jim's eyes looking at Susan's legs and he knew the tattoo artist would soon shift his attention. Smiling with satisfaction, Kaz knew his plan was working perfectly. The tattoo of a hammer and sickle on Susan's tit was truly an evil plan and one she would have to explain for the rest of her life. He wondered how she would do that and what she would say to her husband. The Russian symbol represented the communist movement years ago and he loved the sign's mystical appearance. The hammer stood for the working class back in his country and the sickle represented the agriculture workers, which was his family's background. Kaz's cock ached. He noticed the distressed look on Susan's pretty face from what Jim was doing and her desperate plight made him horny as Hell. His stomach quivered in anticipation and he wished Jim would hurry up. But then he realized that it would only get better, as the time passed. Suddenly much to Susan's relief, Jim released her nipples. Calmly her hands went to cover his titties trying to quell the fire building inside her heaving chest. She watched Jim move to his workstation appearing to get some tools to begin the task ahead. He picked up the instruments and turned, almost dropping the delicate items when he got his first glimpse of sweet heaven. Susan was holding her legs together tightly but it still allowed him to see under her skirt. With the hem riding so high, the bright lights illuminated the bald, raised pelvis, which was obviously shaved like Kaz had promised. There was just a hint of Susan's puffy pussy showing at the top of her thighs and Jim swore he could see the very tip of her pinkish treasure. The hood of her labia appeared to glisten with wetness beckoning him forward. Jim could not remember seeing anything so lovely and desirable in all his life. He was in the business where he got to see partially naked women but no customer had ever offered Jim his girlfriend. The promise of being able to suck Susan's clit and taste all her bountiful delights spurred his pecker into the hardest state. He dreamed of sticking his big, gorged cock in Susan and fucking her until she came on his stick. Susan saw Jim's intense stare suddenly realizing her skirt was pulled up way too high. She quickly reached down and lowered the hem as best she could without being overly obvious. Noticing her futile attempts at decency, both men chuckled. They realized that soon Jim would be feasting on her luscious riches and there was nothing Susan could do to prevent it. Jim began the preparation for the small tattoo. He proceeded to the side of the table shocking Susan when he brushed her trembling hands off the sides. Performing all the proper procedures, Jim cleaned and sterilized most of the left side of Susan's chest. The artwork was much smaller than the area he prepared but he loved watching her pretty face twist with agony, as he wiped his hand across her boobs. Suddenly Jim decided to mix business with pleasure. He was ready to apply the artwork but he thought it would be intriguing to make Susan suffer a little while he performed his artistry. "I need you to pinch your nipple... hold it away from where I am working," he told her. Susan didn't understand what he meant. She remained motionless, as Jim continued with a big, playful smile on his face. "There will be ink sprayed around and I don't want any to spoil your beautiful nipple," he explained. "Just keep it pulled off to the side so I don't hurt it... or get any ink on it," he reasoned with her. Susan looked at him with a bewildered look. She didn't think he was serious but she was too scared to disobey. Her small fingers did as he requested innocently pinching the delicate bud, which the cool air and his fondling had already made erect. Then Jim went to work totally thrilled with Susan being so submissive and cooperative. When the first needle pierced Susan's tender flesh, she let out a small cry because of the pain. Quickly, the needled instrument drew the outline and after a few seconds, the pain subsided, as her skin became sort of numb. The gun vibrated and buzzed and Susan closed her eyes in an attempt to relax, as Jim worked. Slyly, Jim reached across Susan's chest, as he worked, and purposely brushed her right nipple with his forearm every time he moved. Susan became very aware of his bold caresses but she was unable to prevent him from doing it. She desperately wanted to cover her nakedness with her free hand but she didn't want to alert the two men that her nipples were throbbing. After awhile, her fingers holding the left nipple seemed to pinch a little too hard and the caress was causing the bud to ache. Her mind was racing with one grim appeal, 'If only he would hurry so I can let go of my nipple.' All of a sudden Jim paused in his work. "Now... lets have a look," he whispered. With that, he pushed Susan's hand from her throbbing nipple and instantly she gave a sign of relief. Not to give her time to recover, Jim wiped the complete area with an alcohol swab and innocently brushed the standing nip every time he wiped. The cool liquid inflamed her nipple even more and the air made it rock hard. Suddenly, Jim pinched the free nipple with his left hand shocking Susan with the bold caress. She was about to protest when Kaz pinched her arm threateningly to remind her that she was to be obedient. With a shrug of her shoulders, Susan relaxed back on the mat letting her tormentor have free reign. Jim became much bolder pinching both nipples at the same time when no more protests came from Susan. "I think another tattoo on this breast would look nice, don't you?" he suggested with a grin. Susan wanted to yell at him, "Don't touch my nipples you bastard!" Instead she shuddered while uttering an almost silent request. "Not today... please, it hurts too much for me to get another one right now." Jim continued talking about another drawing but Susan didn't hear. Her tummy was churning madly from what he was doing and she prayed he would finish the tattoo in a hurry. It was like her hands were bound and she was not able to resist his mortifying assault. Suddenly Jim pulled her enlarged nipples to the sides, which brought a moan of protest from deep, down in Susan's throat. Again she wanted to scream for him to stop. Not because it hurt so badly but because it made her nipples ache from being too erect. Susan blushed with embarrassment hoping Kaz and Jim didn't notice her obvious hardened nipples. Suddenly Jim went back to work on the tattoo and it wasn't long before he applied the final touches. He was meticulous and probably the best artist in the city. Susan's left breast was red appearing quite tender but she wouldn't feel any real pain until much later. She looked at the hammer and sickle not sure how she was ever going to explain the drawing to her husband. The colorful design was certainly not something a woman would normally have tattooed on her body, especially on her boob. Jim was speaking to her again and it took a second or two before Susan could concentrate on what he said. He had formed a devious plan feeling more and more aroused with Susan's nakedness staring him in the face. "I think a small tattoo near your pussy would look nice... and I'm sure your boyfriend would like that," he said with the biggest grin. He glanced at Kaz to see his eager smile. "Heck, I'll even do it for free since I like you two." Kaz agreed immediately. "Great idea... and Susan would love having it done so her husband can see what a slut she has become." Jim's eyes grew wide hearing that Susan was a married woman with a husband who was most likely cuckolded. Frantically, Susan looked at Kaz. She didn't dare say what she felt but pleaded with her teary eyes. Little sobs of defeat escaped her mouth hoping it was all just a bad dream. Jim looked at Susan's scantily clad body thinking there wasn't really a need to raise her skirt much more than it already was. But he quickly decided to become the consummate actor. "Susan. Could you please undo your skirt... and lower it so I can see where a tattoo would look best." Jim locked eyes with the beautiful teacher and he gave her a big, devilish smile. Jim knew he could merely pull the hem up to show her nudity, but he wanted Susan to feel the humiliation of being an exhibitionist. Susan held off, as long as possible. All of a sudden Kaz pinched her arm indicating he wanted her to obey Jim's request. Her fingers shook like crazy, as she grasped the tab of the zipper. The sound of the zipper being lowered was music to Jim's ears and he bent forward in anticipation. She closed her eyes letting out a small whimper when her vibrating fingers slowly pushed the skirt downward. Jim's heart raced like mad when he saw the first few inches of flesh. He still couldn't see the impending rewards because her fingers paused just above her crotch. Jim dearly wanted to yank the skirt all the way down her body but he decided to continue with his humiliation. "That's not far enough... I need it all the way down," he insisted waiting for Susan to comply. "I want to see where to put a little rosebud... I think right beside the petals of your pussy... right Kaz?" The two men chuckled at the thought but their eyes never left Susan's stunning exhibition. Another sob raked her lithe body when Susan obediently lowered the skirt until it was well below her crotch. When her shaved pussy with puffy, reddish lips came into view, Jim's cock almost snapped in two. His raging pecker pushed outwards into the thick denim jeans giving him a throbbing boner that had no room to expand. It was all Jim could do to not jump Susan's nakedness right away. He stood riveted to the floor staring at the beautiful sight. Susan opened her eyes to see the desire etched on Jim's rugged face. She shuddered realizing she was exposing herself to a complete stranger. Susan consoled herself knowing she would never do this sort of thing in a million years if it weren't for the threatening evidence that Kaz held over her. Suddenly Jim's burning fingers touched her flesh. Susan's body flinched wildly when an electric shock from his fingertips shot through her trembling abdomen. She held her legs pressed tightly together in unfaltering fashion feeling his fingers moving towards her crotch. Jim was standing at the foot of the table and he could clearly see the wetness between her soft, creamy thighs. He needed satisfaction in a hurry or he would surely explode, Jim thought with lust slowly taking over his judgment. Both men grinned with approval. They witnessed Susan's body twitch and jerk when Jim's roving fingers moved over the clean-shaven area. Her breathing was getting quite ragged, as she desperately fought to retain some measure of control. It took every bit of willpower Susan had to remain on the padded tabletop and not jump up and make a run for it. Jim's fingers suddenly got much bolder. He traced a path across the most sensitive skin while coming dangerously close to her wet, puffy lips. The reality of the situation hit Susan hard. "I hear a lot of women have their clits pierced... do you Susan?" Her eyes opened wider staring at Jim while shaking her head vigorously in response to his question. Suddenly she felt his fingertips deliberately trace a path to the 'V' at the top of her thighs. He gently pushed downward indicating he wanted her to spread her legs. Feeling the pressure and his need to spread her wide, Susan's body shuddered, as she obediently forced her legs apart. His demanding fingers tapped the sides of both thighs telling her that she was to spread even wider. She whimpered with a tear at the corner of her eye but she relented. Her eyelids fluttered watching Jim look down at her brazen nakedness. He quickly jerked the skirt the rest of the way down her legs throwing it to Kaz. Susan sucked her breath in as her remaining dignity disappeared. She rolled her head upright and stared off into space, as Jim's head slowly dropped. All the muscles in her tummy tightened waiting for the attack she knew was coming. Fires of desire raged deep inside Susan and her temperature skyrocketed to an almost unbearable degree. Kaz knew what Jim was going to do and he moved to keep Susan from resisting. He stretched her left arm out from her body and behind his body, as he leaned forward to whisper into her ear. Then he reached across and grabbed her other arm extending it above her head so that she felt totally enslaved. Susan concentrated hard trying not to succumb to the sudden rising desires in her belly allowing Kaz to do anything he wanted. "I'm glad you are co-operating... being such a good girl so I won't have to punish you," Kaz whispered. Then he nibbled her ear and kissed the side of her face in a loving fashion. The show of tenderness made Susan happy even though she was being forced to do what he ordered. In a last frantic attempt, Susan pleaded with Kaz to help her. "Kaz, please don't let this happen, please," she begged him. "Please, I'll do anything you ask... please gawd, don't let him touch me." Suddenly, Susan's universe was opened wide. Jim put his fingertips to her puffy labia and spread them apart. The electric shock of his touch almost caused her to faint and Susan knew her treasures were exposed to the villain. "Kaz, dear gawd, make him stop... he...he...he, oh no, please don't," she moaned but it was too late. His hot, hungry mouth sucked her clitoris and Susan's world was taken against her wishes. She no longer controlled her hips and they thrust upwards with a lost passion. A low, deep moan escaped her mouth and Kaz took the liberty of kissing her fully on the lips. Instantly, his darting tongue pressed into her mouth and intertwined with her own. Kaz released his grip on her right arm allowing his fingers to find a waiting breast. Susan reluctantly pushed her chest up to his hand pretending her arm was still bound above her head when he pinched the throbbing nipple. She twisted her shoulders off the mat, first one, then the other, and the invisible ties kept both arms pinned. Susan believed the men were taking her against her will. After all, she was a married woman, a professional woman and a moral, respected woman who would never stray down an immoral or sinful path, she reasoned. Without warning, Jim sucked her pussy hard into his mouth and closed his teeth lightly over the inflamed clitoris. Susan's scream was silenced by Kaz's kiss when an earth-shattering explosion destroyed her last shred of decency. Violent spasms rocked her lithe body and Susan was unable to halt the impending orgasm. Her reactions and display of immense lust fueled Jim's intense desires. His caresses were relentless. Jim's tongue started beating on the swollen bud inside his fiery mouth and he licked her cunt with skill not experienced by Susan before. Suddenly Jim released her swollen lips and put his big hand under Susan's tight ass cheeks. He squeezed hard and dug his fingers into the firm flesh of her butt. The feeling was profound and Susan thrust her hips in the air with all her might begging the stranger to consume her soul. The orgasm soared towards the summit and her mind was totally lost in ecstasy. Kaz looked on wide-eyed with a deep envy when his friend took his beautiful slut to heavenly heights. Susan's body thrashed on the padded table and it was all Kaz could do to hold onto her sweaty body. He watched the violent climax roar over the highest mountaintop sensing that a little of his dominance was dissipating. All of a sudden, Kaz was dumbfounded at what he did next. He took his pecker out and stroked it like a madman. He masturbated watching Susan being eaten out by a real professional. Kaz's stamina was rated in measly seconds before creamy, white cum shot across the room. The erotic scene unfolding before his very eyes fulfilled another erotic fantasy of his teacher and Kaz felt content to let Jim disgrace Susan. It took an eternity for the lust to subside enough for Susan's exhausted body to settle down. Just as her hips settled on the sweat covered tabletop, Jim's tongue stroked her control button a few more times. It seemed that her clit was even more sensitive than before and she pushed her pussy into his mouth almost begging him to defile her. Jim continued to drink the sweet nectar like a man possessed. A few more spasms rocked her exhausted body and Susan filled his mouth with her womanly juices. With the orgasm subsiding, Susan felt absolutely embarrassment. Her emotions slowly returned to somewhat normal while she uttered a few sobs of defeat. She wished her ordeal were over so she could go home. That was not to be, as Jim was truly enraged. He planned to satisfy the deep longing in her belly by ravaging Susan's sexy body whether or not she or Kaz liked it. But first Jim's scheme meant more humiliation for the gorgeous teacher. Jim spoke and Susan had a hard time comprehending what he was saying. "Now I think it's time for me to give you a free tattoo right about here," he said pointing to a spot just above the soaked hood of her labia. Susan was speechless and she merely looked down with her mouth agape in disbelief. Jim was totally devious. He knew Susan would have a hard time explaining a tattoo in such a delicate spot so he planned on putting one on her luscious ass. He fully realized that Susan would readily agree to getting her ass inked before she would have anything tattooed near her precious womanhood. All of a sudden, Jim grabbed her slender hips. He easily rolled Susan over, onto her stomach, with her wondering what he planned next. "Maybe one small tattoo here... on your right cheek would be nice," he said. His finger drew a diagram on her butt settling near the top portion of her flushed, right cheek. "What do you think? Right about here?" Kaz immediately voiced his approval while Susan breathed a big sigh of relief. A tattoo where Jim had indicated near her pussy was certainly unthinkable but one on her butt was not nearly so invasive. She fretted about Jim really doing it but reasoned that her husband would more readily accept one on her ass. Jim insisted Susan agree so reluctantly she nodded her approval. Jim could hardly wait to finish the bonus tattoo, as he would then enact the rest of his plan. Glancing down, he could see that Susan was trying desperately to hold her legs together tightly. He was thankful for her slender thighs, which stayed slightly separated enabling him to see the glistening slit between her legs. His stomach quivered just fantasizing about unleashing his cock into such a gorgeous pussy. Suddenly the buzzing sound of Jim's tattoo instrument resonated in the room. Susan's muscles tensed in anticipation of the first needle and she turned her head forward looking straight into the soft mattress pad. Jim went to work using a single needle to make the outline of the rose bud. Kaz moved to the top of the table. He gently put his hands on Susan's upper arms in an effort to console her. She felt his tenderness and looked up into his dreamy eyes. Butterflies again fluttered wildly in her tummy feeling Kaz's manly control, which he held over her. It was like the first time he came into her class and her body yearned for his irresistible caress. Susan didn't understand the magnetism she felt for her young student and she was unable to suppress the deep urges for his loving embrace. Strangely, she had an uncontrollable desire to have this young man control her. She yearned for Kaz to make her do things that she would never consciously do. Susan pondered a deep, dark mystery. 'No,' she thought. 'I don't love Kaz... it is something else.' All of a sudden a vicious tremor shot up her spine putting goosebumps all along the route. She suddenly realized that she would do anything Kaz asked of her, even without the blackmail evidence he held over her. "Oh gawd! Am I a slut?" Susan flinched when Jim progressed to using the multi- needle portion of his instrument to fill in the outline. She lay in a prone position sort resting on her elbows with her upper body propped upward. Her arms were outstretched towards Kaz and her head rested between her arms. Susan's eyes pleaded with her student for anything he could do to make the ordeal less painful. Soon the feeling was numbed so that Jim's engraving was merely a scratching sting. Jim applied the ink over the stenciled lines and quickly the small drawing turned into the shape of a pretty rosebud. Kaz bent over the table to stay closer to Susan watching the art slowly evolve into a beautiful red rosebud. He marveled at Jim's skill and expertise realizing, that indeed, he was the best artist around. Kaz's stomach churned along with the sound of Jim's inking instrument, as he realized that it would soon be the moment of truth. Jim would demand payment for his part of deal and it would be time for Susan's surrender. Kaz sort of cocked his head to the side trying to look around Susan's outstretched body. He saw Jim etching the tattoo into Susan's reddened butt cheek with his right hand but it was the man's left hand that caught his attention. Jim had slyly loosened his jeans and dropped them to the floor. Suddenly Jim rolled his shorts down letting them join his pants. For the second time in less than an hour Kaz was filled with sheer envy. It was his turn for butterflies, as he witnessed the eventual 'Susan Breaker'. Kaz raised his head enough to see the longest cock in his recent memory. Jim's prick bobbed up and down in front of his skinny hips, a mere few inches from Susan's legs. Kaz felt a strong urge to stop the adventure but he realized it would be fulfilling a fantasy if he let it continue. Strangely, he couldn't take his eyes off the menacing cock wondering what Susan would think once she saw Jim's extraordinary endowment. An evil smile crossed Jim's face, as he applied the last few strokes of the rosebud's stem. "That should just about do it love... I just have to clean and sterilize the area," he told Susan. "I'll have to slide your body down... down so I can finish." Jim was standing at the side of the table but near the end by Susan's feet. He rotated around the end of the tabletop so that he was directly at her bare feet. Jim's hands grabbed her warm, slender feet and he pulled. Everyone laughed when Susan's flustered body sort of stuck to the leatherette mattress pad before shifting down in a short, jerky fashion. She had to crawl with Jim's help until the edge of the table platform was at her pelvis. Jim let Susan's feet drop to the floor but he put his left hand in the middle of her back to keep her upper body pressed firmly on the mattress pad. Kaz leaned forward whispering words of encouragement to Susan. He knew she would soon become Jim's prize and that made him shudder. Kaz cursed his plan of having Jim tattoo Susan's beautiful breast with the promised payment of her body as restitution for the artistry. But he had given his word that Jim could ravage Susan in anyway he desired and Kaz was a man of his word. Susan stared into her student's paralyzing eyes while letting Jim rub alcohol across the colored area to remove any splattered ink and blood. Jim cleaned the area grinning like the devil was his best pal. Studying the artwork, he noticed one little spot that needed a touchup. "I have to add a little more color to one line... then its done, love." The buzzing started again and Susan held hands with her devoted student, as Jim went back to work using a single needle to finish the line. Jim was now standing behind Susan and she couldn't see what he was doing. She was bent over at the waist lying on the table in the most vulnerable position. Keeping the needle pressed to her skin, Jim slyly guided the head of his penis to the delicious 'V' between Susan's legs. His timing was impeccable. He pressed the engraving needle into her flesh and gently placed the head of his cock at the pearly gates of paradise. Susan's head shot up off her arms and she stared into Kaz's eyes with a thoroughly puzzled expression. Holding perfectly still to see if she wasn't dreaming, she suddenly felt the outer lips of her pussy being separated by something terribly hot. Susan began breathing much faster and she pleaded with Kaz. "Please... please gawd, what is he doing? Kaz... please Kaz. Dear gawd, don't let him touch me there." Jim found it hard to coordinate the needle and his cock at the same time. He wanted to intimidate Susan for a brief minute until he was ready to actually consummate his seduction of the sexiest woman. His pecker spread the soaked lips pushing against the tender, pink clitoris much to Susan's horror. Jim's hips moved like magic, as he applied the last drop of red ink to the rose. The feelings of needles on her flesh, of sterilizing lotion on her ass cheek, and of Jim's insistent probing with the head of his cock drove a fiery sword through Susan's belly. Dazzling fireworks burst somewhere inside and it seemed to destroy all of her reasoning and sanity. Her heart raced and Susan felt it was time for deliverance. Every nerve in her body came alive and she waited more impatiently than a little schoolgirl. Jim freed his hands by tossing his tattoo pen onto the instrument cart nearby. It took him but a mere few seconds to wipe the complete area clean getting ready for his masterpiece. The sterilizing lotion felt cool and soothing but Susan's ass was on fire. Jim put his hands directly on her well-rounded cheeks and he held her hips pressed tightly into the tabletop making her whole body shiver. His feet nudged Susan's feet apart, as far as they would go, which gave him all the freedom he needed. He threatened to ram his cock into her but Jim wasn't ready to fuck her yet. There was still much more terrorizing to do. Being much taller than Susan, Jim leaned over her prone body until he could whisper in her ear. "What do you want me to do now?" Frantically Susan looked at Kaz hoping he could help. She held motionless trying hard to hold her breath in anticipation of what was expected from Jim. Suddenly he twisted his the fingers of his left hand through her hair. He pulled back hard and Susan was forced to arch her back strenuously to alleviate any pain to her scalp. Then Jim pushed his hips forward ever so slightly and Susan's mouth opened wide, as one or two inches of his cock entered her fiery pit. Her breathing became more ragged and her heart beat so fast her chest pounded. Roughly, Jim pulled back on her hair demanding an answer. "I asked you slut. What do you wanted me to do... I like it when my sluts talk dirty... talk dirty... and tell Jimmy what you want him to do!" Slowly and with the patience of a demon, Jim inched his cock inside the honey hole while giving another tug on her hair. Panic filled her pure soul and Susan couldn't think of any way out. "Please... please, Oh gawd, please... Oh gawd, I can't talk dirty," she whispered in her most pleading voice. Desperately she tried to quell the rising emotions but this man had control of her morality switch. "Please... Ple... Fuck me, Oh fuck me you bastard. Shove your hard cock into my slut cunt... you bastard... fuck me," she moaned, as her words were cut off by an overwhelming lust so uncommon to her. Powerful spasms shocked her body to the core. "Fuck me... Oh gawd I need it so bad... soooo bad." "Oh baby... sweet Jeeeesus. Your cunt is so hot... so tight," Jim moaned suddenly feeling his lust rise to mountainous levels. All of a sudden he made up his mind. He had to break the will of a real goddess, a truly refined woman and turn her into his devoted slut. "I have to see your face... watch your beautiful face when you cum all over my cock. Baby, I'm goin' to fuck your brains out." Susan didn't know what was happening. She wanted to orgasm more than anything else in the world but didn't want Jim to know. Suddenly she felt the biggest reprieve when Jim stood up straight removing his scorching penis from her wetness. His big, strong hands grabbed her around the hips and easily rolled her onto her back with her butt still at the end of the tabletop. He curled her legs up in the air spreading them to their widest reaches and ordered her to hold them in the position. Jim glared at Kaz. "Hold her fucking head up so she can see... see when she gets fucked by a real man," Jim hissed at his overly aroused buddy. Kaz immediately complied with Jim's wishes propping Susan's upper body upward so that her face pointed at her midsection. She tried with all her willpower to relax enough to bring down her searing temperature and hurried heartbeat. Desperate to regain a measure of control over her desire, Susan shut her eyes to blackout the picture of the devil. Jim's eyes were ablaze staring at the most seductive shaved pelvis with the gorgeous treasure hidden below. He grabbed his cock with his right hand holding it around the base and started slapping Susan's upraised pelvis with the rigid, unbending shaft. Each loud slap left a little wet mark and Jim wasn't satisfied until her baby-like flesh turned a pretty pink. Then he beat her milky thighs moving quickly from one to the other in rapid fashion. He made sure to hit every inch of her flushed skin but never touching the most desirable spot between her legs. Susan rolled her head side to side with Kaz trying hard to keep her upright. She refused to open her eyes but suddenly it happened. Jim devastated Susan. He slapped his pecker into the puffy labia so hard that she felt each blow strike her engorged clitoris. Jim reigned blow upon blow into her soaked pussy slit until she couldn't take any more punishment. Susan had to see what he was doing. Her eyes breathed fire and brimstone and she watched the monster cock beating her tender clit. It started like any other orgasm. First a small tremor shot through her loins. And then a quake rocked her entire midsection forcing her to cry out for more. Somehow her swollen hood was spread wide and her tiny clitoris lay barren for the intimidating assault. Jim's aim was perfect every time and the head of his enlarged penis slapped the puffy bud with each blow. Suddenly Susan looked at the man dreaming of profound ecstasy. Jim was naked and tattoos covered most of his tall, slim frame. His muscles stood out profusely especially his arms and chest, which were bulging with defined strength. Susan could feel the schoolgirl orgasm floating through her body taking complete control of her intimate soul. Her fluttering eyes moved to his waist. He was very slim but then her gaze dropped lower. She noticed his sparse, curly hair, which was obviously trimmed so that only a small patch remained just above his extended pecker. She marveled at the clean, silky-smooth appearance of area around his oversized penis and at the attractive hairless balls hanging between his legs. Colorful tattoos extended all over his hips and down his thighs leaving a small section around his manhood without any markings. A violent climax was consuming her body but her mind remained quiet and observant. Susan was fully aware that her body was thrashing and thrusting like a lost child but she didn't care anymore. All that mattered was reaching the highest peak to satisfy her incensed lust. Her immense love juices were leaking out of her overheated honey pit coating the thick penis. Suddenly each slap of Jim's cock grew louder and sounded a lot wetter. She could hear voices but nothing registered in her conscious mind. "Holy fuck lady... not yet. Fuckin' wait for it... wait 'til I get my dick inside. Wait for it, slut." Jim's voice quivered watching her obvious orgasm commence. Suddenly he got her to focus on what he was saying. "Slut! Wait for it. Don't.. fuckin'.. cum.. yet." Kaz was awestruck. He watched his gorgeous teacher go through the throes of what looked like an earth- shacking orgasm and Jim wasn't even inside her yet. "Geez... Holy shit, she's coming... the sluts coming," Kaz whispered feeling a deep sorrow inside. Susan's eyes widened watching Jim move forward. Her biggest mistake was tightening every muscle in her aroused body in an effort to wait for the man. Her eyes were ablaze watching Jim tenderly spread her soaked, swollen labia with the bulbous head of his overgrown cock. Suddenly the wide head disappeared into her love grotto and Susan felt the hottest flashes rush through her inner being. Jim was at his best. He slowly pushed his cock deeper while his powerful hands held Susan's hips fixed to the soft pad. The burning walls of Susan's cunt quickly enraged Jim's mind, as they scorched his cock. He felt a sudden desperation that her tight, girlie cunt might rob his stamina. Fire blazed from her eyes, as Jim caressed her tender cervix like a love master. Susan stared at the royal junction bewildered by the one or two inches of cock not yet inside her coveted pussy. She watched for telltale signs of Jim's uncontrollable lust but then it happened. A huge tidal wave of passion filled her head and cum washed over the biggest cock Susan had ever seen allowing Jim to bring an end to her misery. The prolonged orgasm was like no other but what happened next would change her life. With the end of his cock still engulfed by the fiery pit, Jim reached around her hips grabbing the silky, smooth cheeks of her ass oblivious of her tender tattooed flesh. He dug his fingers into the firm butt for a good hold and rammed his hips into her open crotch until he hit a wall. Jim held still for many, many moments letting Susan relax. Sensing that he had reached uncharted territory, Jim slowly withdrew the long shaft. Susan suddenly had an empty feeing. Abruptly, the slowness was too much for Jim and he trust his hips at Susan's crotch with the utmost determination. Something took over Susan's flustered mind. It was a never-ending orgasm and she thrust her hips up at the monster with all her strength. Susan could feel the sparse curly hair tickling her bald pelvis but she was far too hysterical to laugh. Jim rammed his cock into the deepest regions and it bore into the center of her universe. There was only screaming ecstasy and lust raging through her body overshadowing any amount of pain. Susan held steady allowing the tattoo artist to fuck her lustfilled body like no man had ever done. Her abundant lubricating juices ran freely coating her intruder allowing him to inch his way deeper. Jim focused all his attention on controlling his rising desire so he could extend the moment. Her womb was a volcano with hot lava licking the head of his cock. Her extraordinary vagina squeezed his long, extended shaft milking his rod each time he pumped in and out. Now that her hasty orgasm had bosomed, it was time to take slut Susan to the summit of sexual ecstasy. He savored the intense heat of Susan's loins and he reached forward intertwining his fingers in Susan's hair. Jim gave a few quick, meaningful jerks on the curly lochs and Susan remembered his earlier order. At first she uttered animal sounds not able to pronounce real words. "Nooo, no. Oh gawd, no... Oh fuck, your cock is so... so deep. Fuck... fuck me you rotten bastard... oh fuck, fuck." Susan kept repeating the most sinful word she knew, not able to control anything she said or did. Her pussy convulsed around the big prick and quickly eroded any further attempt Jim had of prolonging his orgasm. Susan cried out for more knowing she was now Jim's schoolgirl slut. Jim slammed her hips into the padded tabletop holding his monster cock fully embedded in his slut. His hips jerked out of control empting his immense load of hot semen. The molten lava shot into her epicenter and Susan would never remember riding the pinnacle of sexual lust. Susan teetered and wobbled for the longest time before feeling Jim's hips begin to quiet. She would always remember the tattoo parlor. It was the location where Susan received the fucking of her life. The memory would forever bring her immense guilt knowing that her husband must never find out. Suddenly her frantic mind switched into survival mode trying to think of what she was going to tell Jay. *** All three bodies collapsed onto the table, Susan on the soft mat and the two men hugging the sweaty, feminine body under his. It took several seconds before anyone moved, before finally, Kaz rose and searched for Susan's discarded clothes. Kaz felt slightly intimidated by his artist friend and he wanted to get his adorable teacher into the privacy of her car. Jim on the other hand, was purely content to lie over Susan's sweat, drenched body and leave his ramrod buried in heaven. Susan felt fully content and filled, with the semi-hard cock still caressing every inch of her vagina. The juices of two lovers mixed in the love tunnel and a trickle ran down her crotch into the crack of her ass. Jim and Susan sort of drifted off into dreamland and enjoyed the aftermath of the intense ecstasy. Kaz quickly found Susan's two discarded garments before shaking the motionless bodies to life. "Its time to go Susan," he said and held out her skirt and top, motioning for her to get up. Reluctantly, Jim shifted his body and gave his cock one last jerk, savoring the most memorable moment. Kaz had to admit that events had gotten slightly out of his control but he did accomplish his ultimate goal. He watched Susan succumb to his demands and his soiled pants were indication how erotic the session turned out. Yes, his fantasy had been fulfilled but now his rock-hard cock was rejuvenated, which fueled his mind into action. Susan slowly got up reaching for the clothes to hide her flustered body. Her swollen pussy lips drew Kaz's stare and seemed to beckon him. It was all Kaz could do to resist fucking her right on the spot. Susan had never looked sexier and the flashback of what just happened set his male hormones on fire once again. Suddenly he got the urge to have Susan suck his cock right in front of Jim. It surely was something that Susan would never do and an evil grin crossed his face. This control, this master slave scenario enflamed his ego beyond a reasonable level and he dropped the clothes. Reaching out, he grabbed Susan by the shoulders and pulled her into his stocky body. Feeling that the tattooing affair was all over, she allowed him to do what he wanted and even returned his kiss, as his demanding mouth sought revenge. 'Yes,' Kaz thought, 'I have suffered while watching Jim have his way with Susan and now I want retribution.' Jim smiled when he watched the young man kiss and fondle a real woman. One with more passion and lust than any woman he had ever encountered. She may dress like a schoolgirl, and act like one, but she was definitely a very mature woman. Jim was more than content to just sit back and enjoy the show, as his desires had been adequately satisfied. Shock and utter dismay rolled over Susan when Kaz suddenly whispered in her ear. "I need your lips on my cock, now!" His demand sent a shiver of dire panic down her back. She looked left and right to see what Jim was doing. He was relaxing on a chair; a contented smile on his rugged face and it was obvious he wasn't going anywhere. She quickly decided to plead for her life. "Kaz! Dear gawd, not here. Not now, please." Susan begged him knowing full well that his mind was already made up. Standing in the open air exposing her womanly attributes to the world, Susan felt totally intimidated by her master, Kaz, and by Jim's superior strength. Susan was confused and humiliated, but at the same time, she felt a familiar tingling deep inside her loins. 'What should she do?' She asked herself the short question but Kaz answered that question quickly. "Do it! Do it before I get mad," Kaz said in his sternest voice. She trembled and her hands were shaking, but Susan realized what she had to do. It was obey her student or live through the anguish of Kaz revealing her indiscretions to the college and even her husband. Slowly, she went to her knees in front of Kaz and put her fingers to the front of his pants. It was all a blur when she undid the button and then lowered the zipper knowing full well what was behind the denim jeans. The scent of stale sex drifted into the air. Susan lowered his jeans noticing that the front of his shorts were wet and stained. Almost in a trance, she removed his clothes allowing his big, thick cock to jump in the air. Her breath caught and held for a few seconds, as she watched her master's cock jerk in anticipation. Obediently, her dainty fingers went around the throbbing shaft and held the wide head barely in front of her blushing face. Kaz thrust his hips and he grabbed a handful of her hair demonstrating his need for urgency. His breathing was rapid almost making it seem like Kaz was out of breath. The tip of his cock was covered with pre-cum when Susan reluctantly lowered her head. She sucked the head into her steaming mouth licking the slick solution off the tip. The combination of Susan's hot mouth and the fantasies of her fucking another man quickly drove Kaz to the brink. Flames licked the flared head of his cock and the first blast shot into Susan's mouth without warning. She swiftly overcame the initial shock and swallowed as fast as she could trying not to choke on the burning lava. His young hips thrust wildly and Susan had to put her hands around them to steady herself. Her jaws opened so wide they hurt while her young student pumped his cock emptying his load of chizz into her mouth. Jim watched Susan's naked hips roll around, as Kaz molested her, and there was no more beautiful sight. Her ass was so firm and slender that it made her cheeks look perfectly rounded. When Kaz started shooting his load into her waiting cavity, Susan remained bent over with her knees on the floor. Jim had a perfect view of Susan's backside and it seemed to summon him, as the delicious butt wavered back and forth. Jim bent down peaking at the swollen, puffy lips of her pussy that he filled mere minutes ago. Just an inch from her honey hole was the forbidden puckered entrance and it seemed overly inviting to Jim. The urge was too great and he swiftly moved behind Susan's body feeling great excitement for more humiliation of such a refined woman. Even if his ramrod was in a softened state, Jim reasoned, he could still enjoy the moment. Susan felt Jim's movement and she tried in vain to see what he was up to. The cock filling her mouth and the large amount of semen running down her throat stifled her scream. Kaz held her head steady with his hands while Jim thrust his middle finger between the cheeks of Susan's tight ass. Possessed by the devil, he pumped his finger like a small cock. Susan was unable to prevent his assault on her ass and she felt her vulnerable asshole tightened around Jim's invasive finger. There was a small amount of pain but it soon dissipated. Jim totally degraded Susan knowing she was helpless. He marveled at how his young friend had gained control over such a gorgeous woman and vowed to seek further rewards from the newly acquired friendship. All of a sudden, Susan felt Kaz's hips slow down. The spasms began to quiet in his loins indicating his orgasm was finished. After the last bit of cum was milked from his balls, Kaz felt a desperate need to depart and get his lovely teacher away from Jim. Quickly, he pulled Susan to her feet, which prevented further molestation from Jim's finger fucking. The room suddenly became very quiet. There was a rustling of clothes, as everyone decided that it was time to get dressed. It didn't take long before Kaz and Susan were ready to go. They thanked Jim for the beautiful artistry but he waved for them to wait a minute. "You'll need something for the tattoos. I'll get some dressings and ointment... just follow the directions and it will be healed enough in about two weeks." Jim got the medication materials and stood beside Susan with an expectant look. "I know it sounds corny... but I need you to bare your breast and ass for me." His demands made them all laugh, which put the perfect ending on a most eventful evening. Susan shifted her clothing to allow Jim enough room to apply the sterile dressings and cream to her tattoos. "You'll only need the dressings for a few hours... and then apply the ointments. The directions are here," and Jim handed her a booklet. "Apply lots of ointments. The drawings will last forever, and I want them to remain perfect. Just like the body they are on." He said giving Susan a wink. Kaz sort of pulled and prodded Susan out of the parlor and Jim watched the couple leave with some sadness. All of a sudden the thought of any repeat business sent a shudder of excitement through his exhausted body. THE END OF CHAPTER THREE - A TATTOO FOREVER Please send any comments or suggestions to me, as I do like hearing from readers. I am fairly new at erotic writing and your suggestions help. I have re-written this story because I was not happy with the first version so hopefully readers will like this one better. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 55