1. Tattoo (incomplete story)


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: catherine-belmont, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    ((Unfortunately, this is an incomplete story. This was a common project with my roommateLady-Jen but unfortunately we have no idea and no motivation to finish this story)) It was pitch black. Kelli tried to focus her eyes. She fluttered her lids repeatedly. Nothing. Pitch black. She felt something caressing her face, but couldn't tell exactly what. She opened and closed her eyelids again. Nothing. A shiver of apprehension ran through her. Something was wrong. She started to move her right arms up so that her hand could rub her eyes. Maybe her eyes were just full of sl**p. She couldn't raise her arm. She tried the left. Nothing. Fear replaced apprehension. What is going on? her mind started to race as cold fear now shook her. She couldn't see. She couldn't move her arms. What's happening to me? She shook her head from side to side as panic now overtook the fear. No movement possible. Only her eyelids moved. Open and then closed. Darkness. Pitch black darkness. She thought she smelled leather. It was the thing covering her face. Then another smell crept into her senses. She could smell this new, acrid scent getting stronger and stronger. Sssssssssssssssss... &#034AAAAAAGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!&#034 The agonizing scream tore from her throat as a searing fire scorched her left buttock, burning the flesh, scaring her naked white ass. Kelli couldn't see what was happening. She could only feel. And smell. She could smell burning flesh. It was her own! And the pain was intense. More ...
    intense than anything she had ever felt in her life. It was horrible! She passed out as the hissing sound approached her again, and her right buttock felt the terrible heat sear into her tender white skin. She awoke with a start, sitting bolt upright in her bed. She was perspiring heavily from the nightmare that had just seemed so real. Touching her face, their was no leather mask. She could make out the furniture in her bedroom as the morning light crept in through the drawn blinds. Kelli took a deep breath and slowly worked her thighs over the side of the bed. She sat and reflected for a moment before getting up to take her morning shower. It was so real. Her forbidden fantasy. She had always wanted a small rose tattoo on her left buttock. But in her dreams, her desires ran even deeper. She wanted to be branded as a mark of ownership. She wanted a tattoo like no others. In her dreams, the hot iron seared a rose pattern that covered the hillocks of her buttocks. Her became nightmares. So real. So painful. Yet -- very exciting. Kelli felt the dampness between her thighs. She had cum in her sl**p! As she finished applying her makeup she made one final check on her outfit for the day and adjusted the hem of her dress to ride closely with the new satin slip she purchased. The slit on the side showed a nice portion of her well shaped thigh as she took several steps around the room. Kelli took a route through the East End and drove by the tattoo parlors. She had found several out of the ...
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