Georgina arrived, then Helen.

"Are you really going to have a tattoo?" Georgina's question pointed at me as we were about the leave.

"Yes, I am, that is providing I don't decide to run when we get there" 

Walking out laughing, I feel sick, I already feel like running away, but surely it cannot be that painful. 

In the car didn't help either, the thoughts going around in my head, I need to try distracting myself from it. Jackson pulled over.

"Just checking something" He got out, walked around the car, what is he taking out his pocket? 

A minute later he got back in, his hand starting the car, and I saw him, the leather glove, he began driving again, my eyes on his hand the whole time, watching it as he changed the gears. 

Slowly his hand reached over, rubbing my clit gently, playing, my moans sounding around the car, he kept moving his hand away to change gears, then playing again, his hand rubbing my clit, then slowly his fingers pushing inside me.

moaning, as he pulled them out again, his hand changing the gear, my juices now on it. Reaching the shop, Jackson parked outside, walking in made me more nervous, but my mind couldn't think, the pleasure caused by what he just did taking over.

 I have never been in a tattoo shop before, ever, and it was not what I expected yet at the same time, the images all over where amazing.

"Hey Jackson" I turned, seeing the guy he was not my typical type of guy, yet I felt drawn to him. 

Sure, he was well built, his tattoos where amazing, almost mesmerising. 

"You must be Alena, I am Demetri I have drawn up a few designs for you"

I couldn't help staring, his lip was pierced, and his tongue, earlobes stretched, his tattoos, going up to his neck, on the sides of his head and small ones on his face as well. 

He reminds me of one of the guys you see people hide from in the street out of fear, yet he seems so warm and kind. Looking at him, his tattoos, the piercings, everything all I can think of is I want to devour him, correction to myself, I want him to devour me. 

A smile started to spread across my face, the thought of him devouring me, I was naughty, and Sir could see I was.

Jackson's body moving closer to mine.

"Did I say you could fantasize about him? No, so I wouldn't push it if I was you Kitten"

Smiling at him, I was glad he has realised.

"So, here are the designs I drew up, which one do you prefer Alena?" I didn't want to choose.

"Whatever Sir thinks is best" I smiled at Jackson, to signal for him to choose.

Demetri looked at me shocked.

"you have a good one here Jackson" He handed Jackson the images.

"Which is why I married her" Jackson nodded towards my wedding ring.

"And collared her as well, such a shame, would be nice to share" 

He joked back, although something told me it was not a joke, the thought of him though with me didn't feel right yet at the same time I am interested.

"Maybe one day, in the near future, I think this one" Jackson handed back the picture.

"You will be the best at choosing here, so where do you think?"

Demetri looking at the image, then at me. 

"I think here" His finger pointed to just above my breast, Jackson nodding.

"You're the expert"

"Okay, well follow me" 

We walked into the back, he showed me a chair to sit on, and I waited. I watched as Demetri pulled a stool up, sitting between my legs, his hand placing the stencil on my skin, his hand rubbing it down. 

Grabbing the tattoo gun, he set up, leaning forward the gun roaring to life. As the needle touched my skin, my body jumped, a few minutes passed, and the slight pain turned to pleasure. I feel like moaning, how is it possible, watching him, feeling the needle turn me on.

 Jackson watching, his own expression telling me he realised, I feel so shameful, yet at the same time I don't care, I didn't want him to stop, I could sit here forever.

Jackson moved closer, his hand resting on me shoulder, the leather adding to the pleasure, he knew what he was doing. Finishing the tattoo and cleaning it, I can't help but feel relieved yet upset that he has stopped.

"Looks great, suits you a lot Kitten" Jackson smiled, his eyes though still told me he knows, he did not exactly help bringing the glove with him.

"Hey Kat, what do you think?" Demetri asked a woman.

She walked over, looking at the me more than the tattoo. 

"Look's hot, it's a shame she's collared" 

Jackson smiling, holding in his laughter, shock on my face at her words, why I am shocked I don't know, I have been with Roxy but never had a woman be so forward with me before.

 "Not her, I meant the tattoo" Demetri laughed seeing the shock on my face.

"Same answer either way Demetri" She smiled, looking at her fully now, she looks amazing, her body slender, tattoos all over, she was mesmerising.

"Well, we best go" Jackson pulled me up from the seat, walking towards the door.

"Can we book another one Sir?" I smiled at him, no one able to hear us, I want to feel it again.

"Can we get home and talk first, I have a few questions for you Kitten" 

He whispered in my ear and I smiled. Leaving, we got in the car, the drive home silent, his hand kept playing, teasing, sometimes just rubbing my leg, other times sliding inside my pussy, he never said anything, walking into the house no one was home.

"They must have taken the twins out" Jackson said, walking to sit on a chair.

"So, you get turned on by having tattoos done the, I hope that is what caused the wetness between your legs Kitten and not Demetri" 

His hands grabbed me, his fingers grabbing between my legs, the leather still there, teasing me perfectly. Looking at me waiting for me to answer him, his fingers collected the moisture between my legs.

"About 1% Demetri, and 99% getting the tattoo done Sir" My voice is quiet.

"Your so fucking hot, seriously I could fuck you right now kitten" His words making me want him more, the wetness building between my legs. 

Smiling, I lifted the dress up taking it off, I dropped it on the floor, his eyes watching me the whole time. Slowly dropping to my knees, I waited kneeling at his feet.

"Fuck me then Sir, I am waiting" 

Biting my lip trying to tempt him to saying yes, I needed this, the tattoo had me right on edge, I could easily have had an orgasm as Demetri worked his magic and gave me the tattoo, but that would be against the rules. 

So, I held off, trying to ignore the pleasure the whole time I was having the tattoo.

"You really are turned on aren't you kitten?" His question teasing.

"Maybe, I should make you beg, you are so good at it, and look so hot when your begging" I had no problems with begging, not at all if it got me what I wanted.

"Please Sir, give me what I need, I have been good, I think I deserve a treat" 

I had in some ways been good, yes, I messed up crashing the car, but I have been good. He pulled me up, bending me over his knee.

"I think you need a good spanking Kitten, before I fuck you rotten, count for me baby, I want to hear how it affects you" 

I moaned at his words, waiting for what I was craving. His hand pulled my underwear down, I could already feel the moisture growing between my legs, bracing myself. I felt the sharp sting of his hand hitting my ass.

"One" the glove felt so warm and perfect.

"Stop" The word left my mouth too quick to stop it. "Excuse me? You know the safe word and that is not it" His hand raised to spank me again.

"I want your belt sir, not your hand" His hand stopped, I am used to his hand, the paddle, the whips, the floggers, I want his belt.