Chapter 2

I arrived at the shop and Jerry nodded at a woman looking through the flash art. As the woman turned I recognized her from the play party. It was Natasha, and I walked over to her and put my arms out offering a hug and she reciprocated and we hugged. She had a very distinctive fragrance about her not like a perfume, more like an essential oil. I asked her about the tattoo she was considering, and she produced a drawing, so I asked her to come back to my studio. I directed her the Barber chair I use for tattooing, and she stepped up and sat down. She had a tee shirt on and yoga pants with a tiny skirt, which all seemed to flow together, not just thrown on.

I took the computer rendered drawing and looked it over and asked her where she wanted it. The drawing was a set of wings and she told me she’d like the tattoo to flow down from the base of her skull with the wings on her shoulders. She wasn’t sure what she wanted in the center between the wings, and said she was looking for ideas. I told her that I could do the tattoo in sections, giving her time to decide on a center piece. I asked her if she would like to do a computer generated view of placement. She agreed that would be very cool, and I asked her to sit on the table and to remove the tee shirt from her back, so I could get a picture of her back. She did as I asked and I took the picture of her back and uploaded it to my computer.

I scanned the drawing of the wings and digitally placed them on the picture of her back. The I roughly drew in the connecting veins and tendons to the base of her skull. With Natasha’s input I manipulated the images to her liking. She commented how wonderful it was to be able to see what it would look like before the ink went into the skin. I asked her when she would like to get the work done and she said that she had another question. I said sure and she asked about the pain. I said tattooing is painful, but most are more than able to tolerate the pain for what they want. She asked if there was a way to dull the pain and I told her about being relaxed and that there is a topical cream I could use. She said that she had a certain reaction to pain that she thought would be best avoided in this situation.

I told her that I needed to know what the reaction was in case I would need to assist her in some way. She said well frankly she was sexually excited by pain and her orgasms were extenuated by a pain catalyst. I told her that is a common response, and that in the privacy of my studio would not be a problem. She said really, she thought she was a freak, and I told her no that it was a common side effect. She told me she had wanted a tattoo for some time but had hesitated because she didn’t want to have that reaction in the semi public booths most tattooists have. I told her about the other services that I offer and that is why my studio is private and that all my booths have privacy options.

I asked her if she cared that I witnessed her orgasm while tattooing. She said that as long I wasn’t offended or whatever that she didn’t care. I told her that it would not be a problem at all, smiling at her and she said OK then so we scheduled an appointment for Monday. The shop was closed on Mondays except for appointments. I checked and none of the other artists had any appointments scheduled and I texted them, that the shop would be closed including appointments. Natasha and Erik showed up at three pm as we had scheduled and I took them to my studio.

Erik admired my setup and Natasha told him about the computer generated graphics and I showed him the picture of the tattoo and placement. I confirmed that Natasha still wanted it just as it was on the screen and printed out a stencil. I asked her if she was ready and she seemed very anxious and happy to be getting it done. I asked her to take her blouse off and as she took her blouse off, she reminded me of her pain issue. I said no problem, and she said it would probably be a good idea to remove the rest of her clothes too. I said sure no problem, and Erik handed her a towel he had in a bag he was carrying when he came in. She asked so how do you want me to sit. I said on the chair straddling it would be best, and she put the towel down and sat on it.

As I rolled up behind her and adjusted my stool height, I noticed her pear shaped butt. I sprayed her upper back down and placed the stencil on her neck first and smoothed it down her shoulders and back, checking the position. I pulled the stencil and showed her it in a hand mirror confirming it was correct, and she agreed. I picked up my tattoo gun checked the settings and loaded an ink well. I began tattooing the outline and Natasha was very still, barely flinching at the first touch of the needle. I noticed she was holding her breath and told her to relax through the pain, and if she needed to stop just to let me know. She nodded, and I kept working, about twenty minutes into the tattoo, I noticed her starting to squirm some.

Usually that is a sign that the persons pain threshold was near, and I kept a closer eye on her reactions. As I moved to the next line down from the base of her skull Natasha twitched slightly and I lifted the needle. She said oh God please keep going, and I realized she was very close to her pain threshold, but unlike most people who would look for a break, she wanted more. I had witnessed this before and just kept on working, no faster or harder, just kept on. I worked along a line that went over the shoulder and down her arm, a very sensitive area and Natasha moaned. I continued working, she adjusted herself and as I resumed I could feel the heat of her skin and feel the ever so slight rocking in the chair.

Forty five minutes into the Tattoo I had the base out line done and I was ready for a break. I told her I was at a good place for a break and was going to stop for a short break. She said thank you and turned around standing up as I backed away from her. The towel under her was wet where her pussy had been. Erik commented first and Natasha looked at the towel. She made no apology and said they don’t call me a pain slut for nothing. I stepped out to relieve myself, and when I came back out of the toilet Erik was balls deep fucking her. Natasha saw me come out and said I hope you don’t mind, and quickly added you are welcome to join us if you’d like or we could get back to the tattoo.

Erik never stopped fucking her as she spoke to me and the poor guy looked like he wanted to come before getting back to the tattoo. I walked over to her and slid my pants down pulling my cock out. I asked her to change position and she did as I said; Erik following the pussy cock in hand. Natasha’s head hung over the side of the table and Erik was plowing her pussy on the other side. I slid my cock in her mouth and fucked it like a pussy. I looked at her tits and tweaked the nipples a few times getting a moan on my cock for my attention. I decided to take a chance and began slapping her tits one and then the other. She moaned and held her tits up for me to slap and I did only harder.