“Just lay back and relax, it’s all in your mind how this will be.”
Her soft soothing voice did little to help calm the butterflies that were dancing in my stomach. I had been thinking about this for a while and now it was show time. The electric hum from the next booth over was as exciting as it was terrifying. I tried to get comfortable on the table as the cool air made me all that more conscious of being almost naked. The leather felt like ice till it was warmed from laying on it.
“So this is your first time?”
I shook his head yes
“It’s ok you can talk to me, I won’t bite, well not much” she said with a giggle.
“I have been wanting to do this for a long time, I just finally got the nerve.” My voice just above a whisper
Her hand touched softly and I jumped. It felt odd having a stranger’s hands in such an intimate area like the inside of my thigh. She looked as I blushed trying to hide the growing erection. It was a losing battle as she shaved the hair, taking care to not cut me up in the process.
“That’s a nice cock you have there” she said as it waved in the air like flag demanding to be seen.
As she turned to get the instrument her long black hair caressed the tip. Accidental or on purpose I might not ever know but it made me let out a soft whimper. She looked again and her mischievous green eyes said it was intentional.
The noise from the next booth stopped and a moment later a man walking into through the black curtain.
“Need me to stay behind and help you close?”
“No I got this but thanks. This one might take a while and no since in you being here doing nothing.”
“Ok good night” and with that he turned and left the room quickly followed by the sound of the front door chime.
“I’ll be right back if you don’t mind.”
I shook my head no as she left me in the room waiting. Pictures and various things decorated the room. One wall had a series on blades, from daggers to a few full length swords.
“Well now you locked in here with me.” Her voice a slightly evil giggle to it that made the hairs on the back on my neck stand up. “Don’t worry, the pain is worth it, yes it will hurt but you will love the results. Now relax”
The staccato electrified buzzing began in the room, for a moment it was all I could hear as she drew closer. Her hand again touched my flesh as I tried to focus on breathing. Stinging pain for a moment as it grew and flowed along my flesh. The room began to spin for a moment then after a few minutes I felt this strange calm rush over.
“Is it getting better now?”
“Oh yes, much better” I moaned
The vibration was running into my flesh and doing something strange. I could feel it like it was inside me. My cock was the hardest it has ever been as she continued her torment. The stinging that would be followed by the cool wipe to clear the blood and color away it was amazing. I had always wanted a tattoo on the inner part of my thigh and now I was there doing it.
I shifted around when she wiped, this table was not made for comfort. After one whip she laid her hand in a position just on the edge of my balls. I thought I was going to go insane. I could feel her breath on the inside of my thighs as she got close to work on the detail. I watched as she licked her lip a few times before catching her lower lip and biting it while working. She looked so damn sexy.
She sat up for a moment looking at her work then at my cock. Precum was running down almost like a river now. She grinned as the bent over and went back to work. This time she turned up the machine. I fought to be still as she was now torturing me deliberately. I was caught between heaven and hell, the pain was more intense but the feeling in my body had grown as well. It was like having a vibrator on the inside.
‘Stop please, I need a moment before I…”
I didn’t quite get the words out before my cock exploded the first shot landing on her arm. She dropped the wipe cloth and stroked my cock as I let out a scream of pleasure. My back arching toward the ceiling as I bucked in the air like I was fucking as succubus.
“Wow that was quite intense” she giggled. “Good thing I was at a stopping point.”
“I’m sorry” I said my face now crimson as she just giggled devilishly.
“I expected it, and I rather enjoyed the show. So let’s get you cleaned up and see what you think.”
A few wipes later and some ointment to help keep it from getting infected and I was looking in the mirror. Her breath on the back on my neck as I stood there looking at the new tattoo and my again hardening cock.
“I’ll tell you what, lets got something to eat, then we can’t talk about your next sitting and anything else that comes up.”
I couldn’t refuse this offer as she ran her nails down my back.
So here I am a few weeks later, almost closing time as she is looking out the window at me with a wicked smile. It is time for my next sitting as I open the door. She is grinning from ear to ear.
“Lock the door behind you, if you don’t mind. We have some work to do….”
*note* I do not have that tattoo and I wish I could have given credit to the artist but could not find the information on it. Though I do want one like it as well as a few more 🙂