Chapter 10

Note: Thanks to my beta reader!

Susannah Augustine

I trembled as I lay on the table. My husband wanted me to do this. It made him happy to see my nipples and clit pierced. To have me tattooed beneath the clothes. I would be his submissive wife. Still, I glanced at the needle on the gun.

“You’ll be fine,” Sable said. “I’ve whipped your ass until you nearly bled. You can take this.”

“You’re strong,” said Zach. He took my hand.

I squeezed it as Unthaa framed my nipple with the piercing gun. She pulled the trigger. I gasped at the heat that speared through my nub. The burning swelled. I clenched down hard Zach’s hand. My brother-husband held me. I could do this for him.

A gold ring was threaded through it. There was around ball that screwed on the end to close the ring. It was quite clever. Then she moved to pierce my other one. I shuddered, knowing how it would feel. I looked up at the ceiling.

“Your nipple looks so pretty with the gold,” he said.

I smiled at him.

Unthaa pulled the trigger.

I sucked in a deep breath at the pain. It wasn’t so bad because I was ready for it. I sighed as it withdrew. I winced as the next gold ring was threaded through. They were thick enough to be used to lead me around by them. She screwed the round cap. It was somehow fitted to one end of the ring without beating able to come free then screwed on the other.

“It won’t come undone,” said Unthaa. The gold rings flowed and the caps melted into the metal, thickening them slightly. “They are permanent unless you cut them free. If you want them to change, Master, I can do that with my power.”

“Perfect,” he said.

“The clit,” moaned Sable. Mistress trembled, staring at me.

I nodded, both my nipples throbbing with the heat.

“I have to remove her pubic hair to do this without hurting her,” said the genie. “Do you want me to leave her a landing strip or something?”

“A triangle,” Zach said.

The genie wiggled her nose and suddenly I had a bald pussy. I gasped, feeling the air around my naked nethers. I rubbed at the patch still on my pubic mound then slid down to cup my flesh. I shuddered at how smoothed my vulva felt.

“It’s like having your hair lasered off,” said the genie. “It won’t grow back without my power.”

“I would love that,” moaned Moira.

“Yes,” Sable said. “I hate having to be waxed.”

“Done,” the genie said and both of them shuddered.

She moved between my legs. I was in stirrups like when I visited my gynecologist. She brought the piercing gun to my little bud. I shuddered as she pulled the trigger. I groaned at the flash of pain stabbing into my clit. The heat grew worse.

“Zach!” I whimpered, tears bursting in my eyes.

He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead. “You’re doing good. Be strong.”

“I’ll heal you in a moment,” said Moira. My little sister smiled at me.

The gold ring threaded through my clit. The cap screwed on then it merged. I could feel it twisting through my bud, but it just hurt so much. I whimpered as Moira stepped up and clapped her hands together.

“Lord Apollo, send your healing down on this straight hottie and mend her nipples and clit. I offer you her pussy juices as payment.”

I gasped as my pussy burst with an orgasm. My juices gushed out, only I didn’t feel them coating my thighs or soaking the seat. I bucked in the stirrups, whimpering through the bliss. The warmth swept through me, soothing away the pain in my clit and my nipples.

I gasped in delight and grabbed my nipple rings, the pleasure sweeping through me. I grabbed them and tugged. I twisted them, my nubs aching but not hurting. I moaned in delight, my orgasm hitting a wonderful peak.

“Mmm, it’s nice, isn’t it?” Sable said, her nipples pierced, too.

“Yes, Mistress,” I moaned as she grabbed my clit piercing and tugged on it.

I squealed in pleasure and pain as she abused my little bud. I loved it so much. Having my clit and nipples pierced would be so amazing. I was so happy for it. I shuddered as Moira started talking to the tattoo artist.

She transferred the drawing from the paper to my lower stomach. I blinked as they sort of looked like my uterus. They were very feminine symbols. Then she started on my breasts. I trembled as she coated them in strange signs.

The tattoo gun hummed to life.

It hurt. It was this painful itch as she outlined the signs on my uterus in stark black. She wiped up the blood—I didn’t think there would be blood. I shuddered as she worked, Zach watching on. I held his hand, so glad for him.

I don’t know how long it took, but it wasn’t comfortable. I whimpered a few times, but I endured it. I mean, my pussy was getting wet. Soon, the symbols on my belly were inked in. Zach stared down at me, frowning.

Unthaa moved to my breasts.

“No,” he said. “The stomach is enough.”

Then he looked up, probably toward Nisha.

Ashtaroth

“Why stop?” I asked him. I wanted to see her covered in tattoos. Turned into an object and ruin her beauty.

“I don’t like tattoos,” he said. “The ones on her stomach are just the bare minimum she needs to hold the fertility spell.”

“Yes,” I said, hiding my irritation. “The rest just enhance her, but they are not needed. Still...”

“I like the piercings, though.” He grabbed a nipple ring and tugged on it. Susannah squealed.

Well, there were other ways to get him to see her as a worthless object just for his pleasure. Love was a complication he did not need. “Mmm, then show me. Fuck her mouth and cum on her face. Drench her in cum. She wants it.”

Susannah Augustine

“Do you want me fuck your mouth and cum on your face?” Zach asked as he stretched out my breast, twisting my nipple ring.

“Yes!” I moaned, savoring the sensation. “I want that so much!”

He released my nipple. It sprang back down and rippled. He nodded down to his cock.

I slipped off the chair and dropped to my knees. I opened my mouth wide and swallowed his cock. I enjoyed his dick in my mouth. It was just so wonderful to please him. He gripped the sides of my head and fucked his cock in and out of my mouth.

I gowned around his dick, sucking on him. Drool ran down my chin. I shuddered and shot a hand between my thighs. I found my new clit piercing and played with it. I shuddered as I flicked it back and forth. The gold massaged my bud from the inside.

I whimpered around his cock.

He fucked my mouth hard and fast. He buried into me with his thrusts. It was so hot to have him doing that. I suckled on him. I wanted to have him spurting all that cum into my mouth. It would be so hot. I suckled on him. I swirled my tongue around his dick.

I loved him with all my might as he fucked me.

I diddled my clit. I flicked the piercing back and forth. I grabbed it and tugged. Pleasure and pain burst from my bud. I moaned around his cock, staring up at him. My pussy clenched, the pressure building in me. I could cum just from doing this.

So I played with my clit piercing and loved my husband’s cock.

My brother buried rod I suckled on him, slurping. He buried his cock to the back of my throat over and over again. I loved it. I was ready for him to deepthroat me if he wanted. I so eager for him to just slam that cock down the back of my throat.

He pumped in and out of me faster and faster.

He slammed deep into my mouth and rammed down my throat.

I gurgled as he plunged down my gullet. His balls slapped into my chin. He groaned as he tightened his grip on the side of my head. I twisted my clit piercing, abusing my bud and moaning in delight around his cock.

I tugged on my clit piercing. Twerked it. I whimpered, my entire body trembling as he drew back his cock. I gurgled around his cock, more drool spilling down my chin and dripping onto my breasts. Everyone was watching me being used.

He slammed back down my throat.

It was incredible. I groaned as he thrust away at me. It was just so good to have him doing that. I loved every last second of that cock plunging down my throat. I groaned, savoring that delight. It was just so good.

“Yes, yes, yes!” he growled, fucking my throat.

I stared up at him, wanting him to see the love in my eyes. To know that he could use me like that. That I was happy with it.

Thrilled with it.

“Shit, shit,” he growled as I twisted my clit, coming closer and closer to cumming. I wanted to climax when he came on my face. “That’s it.”

He was close to cumming. He plunged his cock down my throat over and over again. He groaned, his nuts slapping into my chin. It was so hot to have him do that. I loved it with his every thrust of his cock. He buried down my gullet.

His fingers dug into my scalp. I tugged on my clit piercing. I knew he was close. He growled as I twisted my little bud. I abused it, my cunt clenching. I was about to explode as he ripped his cock out of my mouth

“Fuck!” Zach roared.

His cock erupted and splashed hot cum across my face.

I burst into rapture.

My pussy convulsed, juices gushing down my thighs. I loved that sensation. The ecstasy down my mind as he painted my face in cum. I opened my mouth wide and caught his spunk on my tongue. I savored his salty spunk.

The wonderful flavor of his jizz swept through me. A hot shiver shot through me. My brother-husband coated me in his spunk. It was so wonderful to have that jizz spilling down my face. It dripped onto my boobs.