The little tattoo shop was in the seedier part of town, it's
large windows hung with girlie art. Women bent and twisted there
seductively, at least until you looked into their dark eyes. Then you
began to realize that these were dangerous women pictured there, not
toys for one's amusement. The front room served only a certain kind of
customer, and even fewer knew about the room in the back, and what
might be going on in there.
The curtain swung between the front and the back, and passing
through it was deceptively easy. The back room was dark, and it took a
moment to see the blonde laying there. She was on her belly on top of
the massage table, her hair carefully pulled back from her bare back
and neck. A lean but quite shapely young woman, she had been laying
there waiting patiently for a while. Only a few more minutes passed
before that dark haired woman walked into the room silently, carrying
a covered tray in one hand and a bowl in the other.
"Are you sure you want to do this Elizabeth?" the woman asked
her gently as she set her burdens down on a wheeled cart nearby. "It's
going to hurt you quite a bit," she added.
"I'm sure Jess," Elizabeth answered softly.
"So be it," Jess agreed, her voice taking on an almost
ritualistic quality in the nearly total darkness. She took a white
cotton ball and dipped it in some medical alcohol, using it to wipe
down the bare back in long, sensuous strokes. She picked up a scalpel
from the tray and held it over the woman's back, "Brace yourself."
"Do it," Elizabeth barked.
Jess pressed down delicately with the silvery blade, letting
it cut into the pale skin. She moved it smoothly even as Elizabeth
hissed softly in pain, drawing a large circle across her upper back.
Not giving her any time to recover Jess cut once again, this time
adding a second, slightly smaller circle inside the larger one. She
picked up the medical alcohol and spread it on her back again,
eliciting a choked cry from Elizabeth.
"It's burns," Elizabeth grin her teeth, her breath coming
raggedly.
Jess smiled to herself slightly, watching the woman twisting
on her table. It was quite erotic in it's way, her chest heaving and
back slick with a cold sweat, shaking just slightly. If one didn't
know better, you might have thought she had been having an orgasm.
Once Elizabeth's breathing had begun to come a bit more
regular Jess pleasantly asked, "Are you ready to continue?"
"Oh yeah," Elizabeth gasped out, "I'm having a ball here."
Jess had to chuckle, "Full of bravado to the end."
The next set of cut's were carefully placed, inscribing in the
center of the inner circle an eight pointed star, a design that
Elizabeth had picked out herself. Jess took the alcohol again, both to
cleanse the wounds and to clear the excess blood as she added in the
small details.
"You know, the pain's not so bad now," Elizabeth said to Jess
huskily, her wide blue eyes glazed over oddly.
There was a slight hint of musk in the still air, and Jess
just had to smile. 'She's getting turned on by this,' she thought as
she gazed down admiringly at the lithe little blonde. She held
submissives like this in a kind of awe, never fully understanding how
they could so willingly take on such deep pain and turn it into
pleasure.
"I'll be finished soon," Jess said softly, stroking down the
sensitive back gently with her bare hand, smiling slightly as
Elizabeth arched up into the pain.
In the outside ring Jess began to carefully carve out the
runes and symbols that she required, speaking their names softly as
she did so. In the end she inscribed twenty four of those sigils, each
one of those dedicated to a single purpose.
"Now for the final piece," Jess said. She pressed down on the
star firmly, eliciting a soft cry from Elizabeth and spoke the word of
closing. Golden fire danced across the blonde's back to etch the cuts
in flame, and Elizabeth screamed. Jess raised her hand, and where
there were once bloody lines a golden metal gleamed, the girl's back
decorated in gold.
"Is it done?" Elizabeth asked her weakly. Not answering her
aloud Jess picked up a large mirror from the cart nearby, moving it so
that Elizabeth could see the golden tattoo now on her back. "It's
beautiful," she murmured softly.
"Beautiful and functional," Jess agreed quietly. "The thing
that went after you, it shouldn't be able to even get near you with
that in place."
"Thank you," Elizabeth murmured, sitting up awkwardly on the
table. Her long blonde hair formed a cape about her body, but it
didn't hide the pert, up thrust breasts or the thin scar that ran down
one side of her face.
"Take it easy," Jess quickly stepped forward to put a
steadying hand on her shoulder, "the protective spell had to have
taken a lot out of you."
"You wouldn't even take money when you helped me against my
attacker," Elizabeth looked up at her with needy eyes as she
continued, "much less for this." With a slightly teasing smile, "How
will I ever repay you?"
They stood so close that Jess could practically smell the
girl's desire, but still she hesitated just a moment. "You don't need
to," she started to say.
"I want to," Elizabeth answered firmly, leaning in to kiss
Jess firmly. The dark haired girl seemed to resist for a moment, then
succumbed to the intensity of the kiss. Elizabeth seemed to fall
backward onto the massage table, pulling Jess down with her. She
didn't seem to care about the sweat covered table, and in that wild
moment neither did Jess.
"Aren't we just a bit overdressed," Jess gasped even as she
worked the catch on Elizabeth's pants. With a bit of wriggling they
hit the floor, soon followed by delicate panties. 'She really is a
natural blonde,' Jess thought admiringly.
"Oh," Elizabeth gasped softly, as long, slim fingers slid
gently past slick outer lips. Her hips raised up involuntarily, and
she shuddered as Jess bit down on a nipple.
"You're so beautiful," Jess murmured, licking where her teeth
had raised up blood, "but especially now, like this." She bit again,
bringing another cry as much pleasure as pain.
"Now," Elizabeth gasped out breathlessly, the cutting having
already brought her near the edge, and Jess caresses bringing her even
closer.
"Now," Jess quietly agreed, savagely twisting Elizabeth's
clit.
"Aiie!" Elizabeth cried out, not once but again and again
through the long night.
The doorbell rang, and Elizabeth walked out of the shop into
the bright morning sun. After a few moments Jess stepped outside as
well, lingering to watch her go. Elizabeth wouldn't be back, Jess
knew. Last night had been something that they both had needed at the
time, but she knew the girl merely felt a kind of gratitude to her.
There couldn't be anything more, and the child really wasn't suited to
the sort of world that Jess lived in all the time.
With a sigh Jess let the door close behind her and prepared to
open up her shop for the day. "Tattoos and Bodypiercing," the sign
above the door read in bold letters, and underneath in more stylized
script, "Jessica Drake, Proprietor."
Author's Notes: I normally suck at writing erotic material, but I have
discovered I can do it if it's part of a story line. So, I'm taking a
shot at an semi-erotic one shot. The story is something I've had in
mind for a bit, though elements have changed over time. I may continue
this if I can think of other tales for Jess, but don't hold your
breath.
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