The next day as he demanded I rang my part time office job. The office manager answers the phone and I tell her; "I am not feeling well and will not be in today and maybe not for the rest of the week. I will be going to the doctor today and will provide medical evidence if they deem me unfit for work for more than today." The reaction of the office manager, a mid-forties brunette with a grey widow's peak, stacked with an hourglass figure that I both fear and desire in equal measure, was cold and I am chilled and made wet with the thoughts that maybe she has seen one or more of the videos I have uploaded.
I then shower, cleaning myself thoroughly still apprehensive about what is to come. The temporary tattoo on my forehead is beginning to crumble and fade but I leave it there as I have not been given permission to remove it. I walk back into the bedroom to find the clothes that I am to wear laid out on the bed for me. There is a light sundress, a set of medium-height wedged heels, and, strangely, a set of underwear. The latter surprises me as Master has told me that I will only get to wear panties during my period and that any other lingerie or underwear will be skimpy, sexy, and slutty and were for his and others' pleasure, not mine. What has been laid out is a pair of what can only be described as 'Granny Panties', high-waisted cotton and very unflattering. The bra is equally utilitarian with thick straps and padding in the cups to prevent the nipples from being visible under clothes. I put them and the sundress on and walk into the main part of the apartment.
Master Marcus looks at me "Go back to clean that cheap temporary tattoo off, there is something better coming." he hints. "Put on some makeup while you are there, nice and slutty fake eyelashes and that sort of stuff if you have them, there must be no mistaking what you are." As always, I follow his directions to the letter adding fake lashes and deep eye makeup giving the a whoreish anime like quality to them. I add some bright scarlet lipstick to emphasize my lips fantasising about the marks they will leave on Master’s cock, to the mix I add bright red nail polish to my finger and toe nails. Looking at myself in the mirror the eye makeup, fake lashes and lipstick only emphasize by bald head and, not for the first time, my heart breaks for the loss of my hair.
Returning to the lounge room I find him waiting for me grinning as he passes me a short haired brunette wig "This is one of the advantages of your new look. I can mix and match to my heart's content" he chuckles causing me to smile. "It's time to be leaving or we will be late. The drive downtown will take a while."
The drive is uneventful conducted mainly in silence, in Master Marcus' case its all about playing on my uncertainty, about what is going to happen next, in my case the building apprehension and fear affecting my ability to carry out a conversation. The car we are in is new but non-descript and not flashy except of course for the stereo played loud, rap and hip-hop songs about sex and black men using white sluts booming from the twin sub woofers in the boot.
After about an half an hour we arrive at our destination a rundown semi industrial area with car dealerships, porn stores, furniture shops and our now obvious destination a tattoo and piercing parlour between a motorcycle dealership and a battery shop. Master Marcus gets out of the car and closes the door after him, I on the other hand remain seated unable to make my legs respond to the need to get out, there is really no going back after whatever is planned for me is done here. Master Marcus moves around to the passenger side of the car and opens the door "Out bitch, don't you disrespect me by showing your hesitation in front of others or making me late." he growls at me whilst at the same time offering me his hand to assist me out of the car. He wanders back to the car opens the boot and takes a piece of paper out of the back along with a black hard case, he places the paper on the dashboard on it is a detailed picture of a set of four playing cards, the Ace of Spades centralized over the top of a fan of three cards; the King, Queen and Jack of Spades with the King first in the fan. "This will stop anybody from touching the car." Marcus says and pulls me along behind him towards the tattoo parlour.
We walk in and are greeted by a sexy blonde with the sides of her head close cropped, she can't be more that 150cm tall but has an obvious set of fake tits barely secreted by a small and tight leather vest. They are way too big for her petite frame but she looks sexy as hell. The shape of her nipples poking through the vest look odd and she is very visibly heavily tattooed and pierced with a full sleeve on each arm, her throat and even her face carrying some form of ink which is indistinguishable at the small distance between us. There is also a curious raised, red mark about 15mm in diameter behind her left ear. Both of her ears have multiple piercings as does her septum with a large ring pierced through it hanging down to her top lip. She looks tough and I feel intimidated by her despite her size and stand slightly behind Master Marcus. She raises one pierced eyebrow questioningly at us "We made an appointment with Darius and Lorraine for cumbucket here to get some steel and ink." he says.
"Ah yes.", she says looking at the appointment book in front of her "We can do the small inks now but the artwork for the backpiece needs to be drawn and will take a number of sittings to complete. We can also do the steel work today. I know you had discussed one of the back rooms due to the uh... intimacy of the work to be done but looking at the face of cumbucket there it might be fun to do in the main studio if that suits?" she suggests. The studio is a well-lit area with chairs in a waiting area separated by a half height wall from the studio proper. There are three chairs with small working tables next to them to hold the tools of the trade, it is open to the view of people in the waiting area and people looking through the windows past examples of the work done would clearly be able to see me through the gaps. I quiver at the thought of being ******* further.
"That's will be fine but I want to ensure that there is enough space for me to setup the cameras and enough light to capture the details. There will be four fixed cameras and one mobile camera to record the event."
Lorraine guides me over to the chair most visible to the casual onlooker and gestures at me to start removing my clothes. She laughs sneeringly at my underwear and suggests that it is appropriate atire to ensure that my day clothes don't get blood on them. "What is planned for me?" I ask nervously whilst Master Marcus sets up lights and cameras. As he works ensuring that there will be stationary cameras pointed at the seat of the chair on both sides and also where my chest and head are. He also pulls a portable camera out of the bag
"These will capture all the big moments he says." drawing out moment and increasing my fears, I am not a big fan of pain, I more crave the exhibitionism and the humiliation parts of submission.
Lorraine laughs "Oh so much cumbucket,” she replies. Addressing Master Marcus, she asks "I can call her cumbucket can't I?" Master Marcus laughs; "Of course, cumbucket, slave, slut, cunt, whore, bitch whatever you want but not her name. I like dehumanizing her, removing her identity. Today cunt, we are going to do a number of things. You claim to want to serve the Black New World Order and be inducted into the Church of the Black Cock and that you are prepared to commit. We are going to make some changes, today we are going to ring your septum, tongue, nipples, your navel, your clit and outer labia with three rings in each lip. You will also receive some tattoos; a Queen of Spades on the back of your neck, a Black Owned tattoo on your sexy tits and Black Cock Only above that tight little pussy of yours."
I have planned a back piece that will show who you really are but apparently that will take some time and we will have to have multiple trips back here to complete the work. As you can see, I intend to capture the moments for you to upload to the internet but the key moment will be your declaration of surrender and requesting what is done to you." I shudder, thinking of the implications and the changes in front of me. "Now it is time to get naked and remove the wig so we can all see that sexy bald head of yours."
I finish stripping and Lorraine says to me "You are on the start of a journey slut. It is sometimes painful but anything that is worthwhile always comes with a sacrifice. Would you like to see what some of your destiny looks like? Of course, you would!" she undoes the front of the vest and reveals her big fake tits with the word Black above her right nipple and Owned above her right nipple. Both nipples are heavily pierced with a large ring accounting for the unusual shapes I noticed before. They have also been coloured in with black ink. I notice that the throat piece is the same as the artwork on the piece of paper that Master Marcus left on the dashboard of his car. There is also a black vine starting on her neck winding down over her tits and past her waist. Every leaf on the vine shaped like the spade symbol with the occasional hand mirror symbol used to represent women on it, some are larger than others. She says "I see you notice the vine. I add a new symbol for every sexual partner I have had, a black spade for a black man or men (the larger the symbol the more partners in the session) and a pink female symbol for every white woman I have converted and welcome to the Church, it is sort of like a timeline. I have fucked over 120 black men and converted eleven women. See this one?" she says pointing to one of the female symbols in the middle of her chest. "That one is closest to my heart, it is the one I put there when I converted my mother and she cut my *** off for good." She points at another particularly large spade down on her hip "This one I had a five-man gang bang and experienced my first quadruple penetration. Two in my pussy, one in my arse and one in my mouth while jerking off the fifth. I wanted to see if I could also do double vaginal at the same time but we could not stack it right." I gasp at the thought "This is the lifestyle you are saying you want to commit to, are you ready?"
I nod my head yes. "OK slut, time to smile for the camera! It's showtime!" Master Marcus exults, "When I say go you will smile for the camera and explain to your many new followers in porn land why you are here.", he goes to each camera and pressed the record button on each after checking focus and view. "OK, and we are rolling... go slut."
I look directly into the lens of the mobile camera that Master Marcus is holding. "I am Ingrid Masterton, I am here to show my permanent devotion to the Black New World Order, the Church of Black Cock and to Master Marcus. I will be ringed and marked to show my commitment and loyalty. My status as a black cock slut will be displayed for all to see, this is what I want for my life, it is all the matters."
At this point Lorraine who had done her vest back up and donned black nitrite gloves places her hand on my chest and pushes me gently but firmly back into the chair. "OK cumbucket, we are going to give you your steel work now. I think that we will work from top to bottom." She sits on a stool next to me and takes the sterile wrapping off the tools of her trade and the jewelry to be used. She leans over and inspects my nose before marking where the piercing will go with a Sharpie then uses an antiseptic wipe and a cotton swab to ensure the area is clean. "We will be doing this free hand slut so you will need to hold still, hold onto the arms of the chair tightly, it will help. I will ask you to breathe and count to three when I get to three, I will push the needle through, and then I will insert the ring it will not be as big as mine, you will need to build up to that over time but it will be noticeable, OK, ready?” I nod nervously, “Here we go. One, two... three!" She pushed the needle through and I resisted an immediate need to sneeze and my eyes started watering but the discomfort was not too bad and she then added the stainless-steel ring to the piercing securely threading on the steel captive ball.
"OK, that is the easy one done. Time to move onto the tongue. I know you discussed a midline piercing but I would recommend a 'venom' piercing. Two reasons really, one is that it will work best should you decide to split her tongue with one either side of the split and two - I am told - it will feel awesome on your cock. Especially with a bifurcated tongue." Lorraine suggested and showed Master Marcus a picture in a book of the venom piercing and split tongue, "Doesn't it look hot?"
Master Marcus replied, "Yes it does cumbucket will look sexy with that I can't wait to try her cock sucking skills once it is done, so we will go with that."
"OK", she replies. "Don't forget that after this some of her holes will be off limits for 30 - 45 days as they heal though."
"Yeah, I know the drill. Looks like it is time to give up the other hole like you want slut. You will be an anal only slut for a while but it gives me time to train you into that." I quiver with the thought both humiliated and turned on being treated like a piece of meat with decisions made about my body without any consultation, as if I was not even there. Make no mention that this dialogue between the two of them was being recorded for the world to see.
As with the septum piercing, she explained the process and gripped my tongue tightly with a pair of forceps before marking the tongue with a Sharpie, two sharp but not overly painful jabs with her piercing needle later and I was the recipient of two new stainless steel barbells either side of the midline of my tongue.
"OK slut." Marcus says. "You know we are working top down and you know what we are doing to you, what comes next?"
"Nipplth" I respond slurring my works with a slightly swollen tongue and unfamiliar steel work in my mouth. Master Marcus and Lorraine both burst out laughing imitating my "Nipplth" response.
"Thath right, nipplth!" Master Marcus mocks me making my face blush red.
Lorraine lined up the nipples with a ruler to ensure that they were even and symmetrical before using the Sharpie to mark the entry and exit points to make sure that they were level. "OK cumbucket, this is the same as for the septum but it will hurt more. You will need to breathe on the counts and exhale on the count of three as I pierce the nipples. Hold onto the arm rests tight now." Marcus asks her to hold on as he readjusts the cameras and the lighting so that my tits are in focus and clearly visible. He zooms in on my face with the portable camera.
"Fuck you are going to look sexy slut, I can't wait until you are all healed up and ready to play!" I think to myself 'You and me both Master.'
Lorraine takes my nipple between the jaws of a set of piercing forceps carefully lining up the loops at the end with the dots she had placed. She counts again and as advised I exhale as she pushed the needle through my nipple, "Fuck!" I scream. This is the worst pain yet and I wonder how much it will when it comes to my clit hood and labia.
"This is awesome!" Master Marcus exclaims. "The look on her face was priceless as the needle went in and I can see the tears in her eyes. The internet is going to eat this shit up!" The process is repeated with the other nipple and the stainless-steel rings are threaded through the holes and the bead firmly secured to the ring. These are the first of the piercings and I look down and see them. Master Marcus is right they do look sexy though my nipples are throbbing.
She quickly moves onto the naval piercing, another ring mounted through the lower part of the belly button. "This one will be great to mount a pendant on and show off with a cute little midriff top." Lorraine considers when done.
"OK what comes now?" I am asked. "Cliporth" I slur in response once again to the amusement of my two-person audience.
As with the nipples, Lorraine takes her time lining the piercing up fully, piercing the skin of the hood of my clit followed by placing the barbell through the remaining hole and tightening the captive ball. As she doing this, she compliments me "What a tight looking little cunt, nice and symmetrical. Does not look like it has had much use. I wonder, will you let me have a turn when she comes back for the return appointments?" she says looking at Master Marcus. She quickly moves onto the four labia rings before taking her time to make sure that they were aligned and spaced properly, I am now fully ringed.
"OK, we're done with this part, pay the lady." I hadn't realized I was to foot the bill but Lorraine totaled off the cost "$100 each for the septum, navel, and VCH. I'll give you a discounted rate on the venom and the nipples, call them $150 that's 25% off each. For the labia I will give you $200 plus some play time when she is healed, that's 50% off that job. The total for the steelwork will be $650 I am guessing you don't have the cash we do take cards though." I hand her my Amex and she rings me up (no pun intended) passing me paperwork for aftercare. An invoice and a certificate to hand to work for a week off both with the words 'intimate piercing.' Handing that to the office manager will be sure to raise some eyebrows and a shiver travels down my spine as I think about that.
"Darius will be out soon. He is just finalizing the artwork for the back piece." Lorraine says. “While we wait might a suggest an Eternity collar? We have them and accessories in stock. Nothing says slave, as well as a collar, does and it is difficult to hide and pretty much impossible to remove if done right."
Lorraine and Master Marcus leave me and go to look at the collars. I stand shakily still with throbbing bits and pieces to look at myself in the full-length mirror, I look at the changes and I know there is more to follow, 'Is this really what I want for myself?' It would be difficult to go back, only a week ago I had only given a handjob to one guy and in one short evening had given my first blow job/had my face fucked. Sacrificed my hair and publicly declared myself to be black only. I know that the next step will be to give up my arse because my mouth and pussy will be off limits until they are healed. Who would have thought that the last hole to be used would be the one that nature intended to be used as a target for sperm.
My reflection of a pale skinned woman, hair color indistinguishable as there was not a hair on me other than my fake eye lashes and eye brows ringed and pierced looks so sexy. I steel myself and wait for the next stage of the journey. In the mirror I see Master Marcus' reflection. "You look beautiful, I think that this will add to the look." he reaches around and places a round, stainless steel collar around my neck. Suspended on a ring at the front is another larger ring and a spade pendant which sits flat against my chest due to the orientation. He closes the collar around my neck and places a finger between the collar and my neck to check the fit. The way the collar is hinged makes it difficult to see the hinge and locking mechanism.
"I love it. She'll take it, lets complete the installation." I think to myself "Installation, are they going to pierce my neck?" Lorraine motions for me to sit on the chair "You should do the locking, it is an important part of the collaring process." she passes him a strange looking key, he walks behind me and inserts the key into an unseen keyhole at the back and I hear a distinct click as the lock closes. "OK, there will be some heat as I close it off, don't worry it won't burn you. I will be placing a piece of solder in the keyway and then using a soldering iron to melt the solder, as it melts it will run into all the nooks and crannies of the lock preventing the key from fitting the lock. I will be placing a damp towel between the collar and you neck to make sure you aren't burnt." As she completes the procedure a large black man comes into the room.
Coming Next - Receiving my ink
I then shower, cleaning myself thoroughly still apprehensive about what is to come. The temporary tattoo on my forehead is beginning to crumble and fade but I leave it there as I have not been given permission to remove it. I walk back into the bedroom to find the clothes that I am to wear laid out on the bed for me. There is a light sundress, a set of medium-height wedged heels, and, strangely, a set of underwear. The latter surprises me as Master has told me that I will only get to wear panties during my period and that any other lingerie or underwear will be skimpy, sexy, and slutty and were for his and others' pleasure, not mine. What has been laid out is a pair of what can only be described as 'Granny Panties', high-waisted cotton and very unflattering. The bra is equally utilitarian with thick straps and padding in the cups to prevent the nipples from being visible under clothes. I put them and the sundress on and walk into the main part of the apartment.
Master Marcus looks at me "Go back to clean that cheap temporary tattoo off, there is something better coming." he hints. "Put on some makeup while you are there, nice and slutty fake eyelashes and that sort of stuff if you have them, there must be no mistaking what you are." As always, I follow his directions to the letter adding fake lashes and deep eye makeup giving the a whoreish anime like quality to them. I add some bright scarlet lipstick to emphasize my lips fantasising about the marks they will leave on Master’s cock, to the mix I add bright red nail polish to my finger and toe nails. Looking at myself in the mirror the eye makeup, fake lashes and lipstick only emphasize by bald head and, not for the first time, my heart breaks for the loss of my hair.
Returning to the lounge room I find him waiting for me grinning as he passes me a short haired brunette wig "This is one of the advantages of your new look. I can mix and match to my heart's content" he chuckles causing me to smile. "It's time to be leaving or we will be late. The drive downtown will take a while."
The drive is uneventful conducted mainly in silence, in Master Marcus' case its all about playing on my uncertainty, about what is going to happen next, in my case the building apprehension and fear affecting my ability to carry out a conversation. The car we are in is new but non-descript and not flashy except of course for the stereo played loud, rap and hip-hop songs about sex and black men using white sluts booming from the twin sub woofers in the boot.
After about an half an hour we arrive at our destination a rundown semi industrial area with car dealerships, porn stores, furniture shops and our now obvious destination a tattoo and piercing parlour between a motorcycle dealership and a battery shop. Master Marcus gets out of the car and closes the door after him, I on the other hand remain seated unable to make my legs respond to the need to get out, there is really no going back after whatever is planned for me is done here. Master Marcus moves around to the passenger side of the car and opens the door "Out bitch, don't you disrespect me by showing your hesitation in front of others or making me late." he growls at me whilst at the same time offering me his hand to assist me out of the car. He wanders back to the car opens the boot and takes a piece of paper out of the back along with a black hard case, he places the paper on the dashboard on it is a detailed picture of a set of four playing cards, the Ace of Spades centralized over the top of a fan of three cards; the King, Queen and Jack of Spades with the King first in the fan. "This will stop anybody from touching the car." Marcus says and pulls me along behind him towards the tattoo parlour.
We walk in and are greeted by a sexy blonde with the sides of her head close cropped, she can't be more that 150cm tall but has an obvious set of fake tits barely secreted by a small and tight leather vest. They are way too big for her petite frame but she looks sexy as hell. The shape of her nipples poking through the vest look odd and she is very visibly heavily tattooed and pierced with a full sleeve on each arm, her throat and even her face carrying some form of ink which is indistinguishable at the small distance between us. There is also a curious raised, red mark about 15mm in diameter behind her left ear. Both of her ears have multiple piercings as does her septum with a large ring pierced through it hanging down to her top lip. She looks tough and I feel intimidated by her despite her size and stand slightly behind Master Marcus. She raises one pierced eyebrow questioningly at us "We made an appointment with Darius and Lorraine for cumbucket here to get some steel and ink." he says.
"Ah yes.", she says looking at the appointment book in front of her "We can do the small inks now but the artwork for the backpiece needs to be drawn and will take a number of sittings to complete. We can also do the steel work today. I know you had discussed one of the back rooms due to the uh... intimacy of the work to be done but looking at the face of cumbucket there it might be fun to do in the main studio if that suits?" she suggests. The studio is a well-lit area with chairs in a waiting area separated by a half height wall from the studio proper. There are three chairs with small working tables next to them to hold the tools of the trade, it is open to the view of people in the waiting area and people looking through the windows past examples of the work done would clearly be able to see me through the gaps. I quiver at the thought of being ******* further.
"That's will be fine but I want to ensure that there is enough space for me to setup the cameras and enough light to capture the details. There will be four fixed cameras and one mobile camera to record the event."
Lorraine guides me over to the chair most visible to the casual onlooker and gestures at me to start removing my clothes. She laughs sneeringly at my underwear and suggests that it is appropriate atire to ensure that my day clothes don't get blood on them. "What is planned for me?" I ask nervously whilst Master Marcus sets up lights and cameras. As he works ensuring that there will be stationary cameras pointed at the seat of the chair on both sides and also where my chest and head are. He also pulls a portable camera out of the bag
"These will capture all the big moments he says." drawing out moment and increasing my fears, I am not a big fan of pain, I more crave the exhibitionism and the humiliation parts of submission.
Lorraine laughs "Oh so much cumbucket,” she replies. Addressing Master Marcus, she asks "I can call her cumbucket can't I?" Master Marcus laughs; "Of course, cumbucket, slave, slut, cunt, whore, bitch whatever you want but not her name. I like dehumanizing her, removing her identity. Today cunt, we are going to do a number of things. You claim to want to serve the Black New World Order and be inducted into the Church of the Black Cock and that you are prepared to commit. We are going to make some changes, today we are going to ring your septum, tongue, nipples, your navel, your clit and outer labia with three rings in each lip. You will also receive some tattoos; a Queen of Spades on the back of your neck, a Black Owned tattoo on your sexy tits and Black Cock Only above that tight little pussy of yours."
I have planned a back piece that will show who you really are but apparently that will take some time and we will have to have multiple trips back here to complete the work. As you can see, I intend to capture the moments for you to upload to the internet but the key moment will be your declaration of surrender and requesting what is done to you." I shudder, thinking of the implications and the changes in front of me. "Now it is time to get naked and remove the wig so we can all see that sexy bald head of yours."
I finish stripping and Lorraine says to me "You are on the start of a journey slut. It is sometimes painful but anything that is worthwhile always comes with a sacrifice. Would you like to see what some of your destiny looks like? Of course, you would!" she undoes the front of the vest and reveals her big fake tits with the word Black above her right nipple and Owned above her right nipple. Both nipples are heavily pierced with a large ring accounting for the unusual shapes I noticed before. They have also been coloured in with black ink. I notice that the throat piece is the same as the artwork on the piece of paper that Master Marcus left on the dashboard of his car. There is also a black vine starting on her neck winding down over her tits and past her waist. Every leaf on the vine shaped like the spade symbol with the occasional hand mirror symbol used to represent women on it, some are larger than others. She says "I see you notice the vine. I add a new symbol for every sexual partner I have had, a black spade for a black man or men (the larger the symbol the more partners in the session) and a pink female symbol for every white woman I have converted and welcome to the Church, it is sort of like a timeline. I have fucked over 120 black men and converted eleven women. See this one?" she says pointing to one of the female symbols in the middle of her chest. "That one is closest to my heart, it is the one I put there when I converted my mother and she cut my *** off for good." She points at another particularly large spade down on her hip "This one I had a five-man gang bang and experienced my first quadruple penetration. Two in my pussy, one in my arse and one in my mouth while jerking off the fifth. I wanted to see if I could also do double vaginal at the same time but we could not stack it right." I gasp at the thought "This is the lifestyle you are saying you want to commit to, are you ready?"
I nod my head yes. "OK slut, time to smile for the camera! It's showtime!" Master Marcus exults, "When I say go you will smile for the camera and explain to your many new followers in porn land why you are here.", he goes to each camera and pressed the record button on each after checking focus and view. "OK, and we are rolling... go slut."
I look directly into the lens of the mobile camera that Master Marcus is holding. "I am Ingrid Masterton, I am here to show my permanent devotion to the Black New World Order, the Church of Black Cock and to Master Marcus. I will be ringed and marked to show my commitment and loyalty. My status as a black cock slut will be displayed for all to see, this is what I want for my life, it is all the matters."
At this point Lorraine who had done her vest back up and donned black nitrite gloves places her hand on my chest and pushes me gently but firmly back into the chair. "OK cumbucket, we are going to give you your steel work now. I think that we will work from top to bottom." She sits on a stool next to me and takes the sterile wrapping off the tools of her trade and the jewelry to be used. She leans over and inspects my nose before marking where the piercing will go with a Sharpie then uses an antiseptic wipe and a cotton swab to ensure the area is clean. "We will be doing this free hand slut so you will need to hold still, hold onto the arms of the chair tightly, it will help. I will ask you to breathe and count to three when I get to three, I will push the needle through, and then I will insert the ring it will not be as big as mine, you will need to build up to that over time but it will be noticeable, OK, ready?” I nod nervously, “Here we go. One, two... three!" She pushed the needle through and I resisted an immediate need to sneeze and my eyes started watering but the discomfort was not too bad and she then added the stainless-steel ring to the piercing securely threading on the steel captive ball.
"OK, that is the easy one done. Time to move onto the tongue. I know you discussed a midline piercing but I would recommend a 'venom' piercing. Two reasons really, one is that it will work best should you decide to split her tongue with one either side of the split and two - I am told - it will feel awesome on your cock. Especially with a bifurcated tongue." Lorraine suggested and showed Master Marcus a picture in a book of the venom piercing and split tongue, "Doesn't it look hot?"
Master Marcus replied, "Yes it does cumbucket will look sexy with that I can't wait to try her cock sucking skills once it is done, so we will go with that."
"OK", she replies. "Don't forget that after this some of her holes will be off limits for 30 - 45 days as they heal though."
"Yeah, I know the drill. Looks like it is time to give up the other hole like you want slut. You will be an anal only slut for a while but it gives me time to train you into that." I quiver with the thought both humiliated and turned on being treated like a piece of meat with decisions made about my body without any consultation, as if I was not even there. Make no mention that this dialogue between the two of them was being recorded for the world to see.
As with the septum piercing, she explained the process and gripped my tongue tightly with a pair of forceps before marking the tongue with a Sharpie, two sharp but not overly painful jabs with her piercing needle later and I was the recipient of two new stainless steel barbells either side of the midline of my tongue.
"OK slut." Marcus says. "You know we are working top down and you know what we are doing to you, what comes next?"
"Nipplth" I respond slurring my works with a slightly swollen tongue and unfamiliar steel work in my mouth. Master Marcus and Lorraine both burst out laughing imitating my "Nipplth" response.
"Thath right, nipplth!" Master Marcus mocks me making my face blush red.
Lorraine lined up the nipples with a ruler to ensure that they were even and symmetrical before using the Sharpie to mark the entry and exit points to make sure that they were level. "OK cumbucket, this is the same as for the septum but it will hurt more. You will need to breathe on the counts and exhale on the count of three as I pierce the nipples. Hold onto the arm rests tight now." Marcus asks her to hold on as he readjusts the cameras and the lighting so that my tits are in focus and clearly visible. He zooms in on my face with the portable camera.
"Fuck you are going to look sexy slut, I can't wait until you are all healed up and ready to play!" I think to myself 'You and me both Master.'
Lorraine takes my nipple between the jaws of a set of piercing forceps carefully lining up the loops at the end with the dots she had placed. She counts again and as advised I exhale as she pushed the needle through my nipple, "Fuck!" I scream. This is the worst pain yet and I wonder how much it will when it comes to my clit hood and labia.
"This is awesome!" Master Marcus exclaims. "The look on her face was priceless as the needle went in and I can see the tears in her eyes. The internet is going to eat this shit up!" The process is repeated with the other nipple and the stainless-steel rings are threaded through the holes and the bead firmly secured to the ring. These are the first of the piercings and I look down and see them. Master Marcus is right they do look sexy though my nipples are throbbing.
She quickly moves onto the naval piercing, another ring mounted through the lower part of the belly button. "This one will be great to mount a pendant on and show off with a cute little midriff top." Lorraine considers when done.
"OK what comes now?" I am asked. "Cliporth" I slur in response once again to the amusement of my two-person audience.
As with the nipples, Lorraine takes her time lining the piercing up fully, piercing the skin of the hood of my clit followed by placing the barbell through the remaining hole and tightening the captive ball. As she doing this, she compliments me "What a tight looking little cunt, nice and symmetrical. Does not look like it has had much use. I wonder, will you let me have a turn when she comes back for the return appointments?" she says looking at Master Marcus. She quickly moves onto the four labia rings before taking her time to make sure that they were aligned and spaced properly, I am now fully ringed.
"OK, we're done with this part, pay the lady." I hadn't realized I was to foot the bill but Lorraine totaled off the cost "$100 each for the septum, navel, and VCH. I'll give you a discounted rate on the venom and the nipples, call them $150 that's 25% off each. For the labia I will give you $200 plus some play time when she is healed, that's 50% off that job. The total for the steelwork will be $650 I am guessing you don't have the cash we do take cards though." I hand her my Amex and she rings me up (no pun intended) passing me paperwork for aftercare. An invoice and a certificate to hand to work for a week off both with the words 'intimate piercing.' Handing that to the office manager will be sure to raise some eyebrows and a shiver travels down my spine as I think about that.
"Darius will be out soon. He is just finalizing the artwork for the back piece." Lorraine says. “While we wait might a suggest an Eternity collar? We have them and accessories in stock. Nothing says slave, as well as a collar, does and it is difficult to hide and pretty much impossible to remove if done right."
Lorraine and Master Marcus leave me and go to look at the collars. I stand shakily still with throbbing bits and pieces to look at myself in the full-length mirror, I look at the changes and I know there is more to follow, 'Is this really what I want for myself?' It would be difficult to go back, only a week ago I had only given a handjob to one guy and in one short evening had given my first blow job/had my face fucked. Sacrificed my hair and publicly declared myself to be black only. I know that the next step will be to give up my arse because my mouth and pussy will be off limits until they are healed. Who would have thought that the last hole to be used would be the one that nature intended to be used as a target for sperm.
My reflection of a pale skinned woman, hair color indistinguishable as there was not a hair on me other than my fake eye lashes and eye brows ringed and pierced looks so sexy. I steel myself and wait for the next stage of the journey. In the mirror I see Master Marcus' reflection. "You look beautiful, I think that this will add to the look." he reaches around and places a round, stainless steel collar around my neck. Suspended on a ring at the front is another larger ring and a spade pendant which sits flat against my chest due to the orientation. He closes the collar around my neck and places a finger between the collar and my neck to check the fit. The way the collar is hinged makes it difficult to see the hinge and locking mechanism.
"I love it. She'll take it, lets complete the installation." I think to myself "Installation, are they going to pierce my neck?" Lorraine motions for me to sit on the chair "You should do the locking, it is an important part of the collaring process." she passes him a strange looking key, he walks behind me and inserts the key into an unseen keyhole at the back and I hear a distinct click as the lock closes. "OK, there will be some heat as I close it off, don't worry it won't burn you. I will be placing a piece of solder in the keyway and then using a soldering iron to melt the solder, as it melts it will run into all the nooks and crannies of the lock preventing the key from fitting the lock. I will be placing a damp towel between the collar and you neck to make sure you aren't burnt." As she completes the procedure a large black man comes into the room.
Coming Next - Receiving my ink
