Tattoo -Part One

The reason for my disbelief at what I could see was that both Yolanda and Chantelle were naked apart from bodypaint! Yolanda was painted as a cat whilst Chantelle was painted as a mermaid! I had encouraged them not to be ashamed of their bodies but even this surprised me! As I looked on Robyn announced that it was time for some fun. With that she pulled open her dress to reveal her naked and tattooed body underneath! The receptionist followed suit revelling a tiny matching set of white underwear. Jacque too stripped off down to her white bodysuit. 

Before any of us could think I was being untied. I was then rolled on to my back and the pillow placed under the small of my back. These tree women were fit and strong and no match for a petit size 10 woman. My remaining items of clothing were pulled from me. No sooner than I was in position I felt the cords being gently but firmly tied.
Robyn took advantage of my bared breasts and squeezed them causing the nipples to spring to attention!
Jacque then spoke, 
‘Come on pussy cat come and lick this juicy pussy!’
Yolanda just looked confused but still had a slight smile on her face. I realised exactly what she meant but poor Yolanda clearly did not know what she meant. 
‘Please no…’ I begged. The humiliation to us both would be too much. If she was a woman somehow it might be Ok. But she is only a teen.
Jacque took her by the arm and led her to the foot of the coach. She then knelt down and began licking me whilst Yolanda looked on in horror!
A few long and deep licks latter it was her turn. She started begging and crying but they just laughed. 
Robyn and Jacque too hold of an arm each and forced her to her knees. Then the receptionist manoeuvred her head into position. I could feel the tears from her cheeks touch my thighs as her head was pushed forward. Between her whimpering she licked as instructed. I tried so hard not to enjoy it and begged them to spare her. But to my horror I found myself coming. 
She was pulled to her feet, her face paint smudged with my wetness. 

Chantelle was then pulled forward. She had watched it all and knew what was coming. Jacque spoke,
‘Well Mermaid taste some nice salty juice!’
As with Yolanda she was forced to kneel and begin licking. To my amazement she did not whimper of complain but just got on with it. Again I begged for it not to happen but again I came dramatically!

The Final Humiliation
I presumed that they had now had their fun and I had given up on the idea of a tattoo. If they let us go now we could put this behind us and never talk about it again. The two women took off the rest of their clothing. They then surrounded the girls and began pushing them too and fro. As they did so they made a point touching their budding breasts and rounded pert bottoms. They grabbed hold of Yolanda and held her high in the air. She was heading my way and I wondered what they had in mind. 

Soon she was positioned, legs open above my face. 
‘No…No…’ we both begged. 
But she was pushed down. Soon my tongue was finding its way through her downy public hair and between her pink lips. As I did as commanded one of them was slipping her finger deep inside my virgina. Yolanda soon stopped her complaining and started to breath heavily. To my amazement she climaxed. Probably for the first time in her young life.

With that achieved the same treatment was afforded to Chantelle. Again I begged to do anything but this. But soon I was doing as told and my tongue easily found her opening between her hairless labia. Like her friend she too climaxed.

Just exactly what happened for the next hour is somewhat hazy. What I do know is that each of us was forced to lick each one of them in turn until they had cum a number of times. 

To finish off they forced us to perform a floorshow. We rolled around on the floor whilst they gave lewd instructions. Thankfully they allowed the girls virginity to stay intact. Eventually we were allowed to dress and leave. I explained to my partner that I had changed my mind about the tattoo!

Tattoo - The Aftermath

Yolanda’s Story

The Painting

I was exited when we arrived at the Tattooist. I had never been in a place like it before. The receptionist was very friendly and gave us all a drink. I think it had something weird in it and it made me light-headed. Anyway we all went into the room so that Hanna could have her tattoo. The tattooist was a woman, we were surprised as we thought it would be a man!

I remember thinking that Hanna was probably pleased that it was a woman when she was told to remove her skirt and panties! I remember thinking that was very funny and both Chantelle and me giggled. This trainee tattooist, Jacque, asked us if we would like to go into another room and have a free temporary tattoo. We both thought that it would be more interesting than watching Hanna have hers done. Anyway there might have been blood and I’m not very good at coping with that!

Once in this other room she showed us various books with loads of different designs of tattoos and face pointing. She said she had been doing face paining since High School and often did it at parties. We both decided that face painting looked for fun than getting a temporary tattoo. It might also give Hanna a laugh and take her mind of the tattoo.

I decided to have my face done as a cat. I’d seen the show Cats and always fancied dressing up like one of the performers. She started with me first and then painted Chantelle’s face as a Mermaid. We looked in the mirror and were delighted. The designs were really cool, we didn’t look a bit like us!

Jacque than asked us to have a look in another book. This one made us giggle. It had pictures of people with face paint all over their bodies. In face they were naked apart from the paint. There were people painted a tigers and statues and all sorts of other things. We were both impressed. Chantelle asked if she could do that too. Jacque told us that many of the pictures were of her painting.

She then offered to completely transform us into our chosen designs. We both went bright red with embarrassment but I don’t think she could see through our make-up. At first we said no but she was very persuasive. Hanna had also encouraged us to not be ashamed of our bodies and after another drink Chantelle agreed. I, not wishing to be left out, also said yes. Chantelle wasted no time in taking off her dress and was soon naked waiting to be painted. I remember looking at her and noticing how much she had developed since I last caught a glimpse of her naked about six months ago. She did not have any pubic hair but her tits had started to grow a little. Jacque worked very quickly. She said that our designs would not be a detailed as the ones in the book but that they would still look OK.

Chantelle’s design was wonderful and I hurriedly undressed so I could be turned into a cat. It felt strange having the wet paint applied to by naked body. I had never experienced anything like it before. She used pieces of sponge and soft brushes. I have to confess that when she painted by breasts and bum it felt really good! In about fifteen minutes she had finished. 

Having fun?
She then led us back into the Tattoo room. One inside I noticed that Hanna was still face down on the coach. Jacque shut the door and I heard it being locked but I didn’t think anything of it. I then noticed that her hands were tied onto the coach as well as her feet. I guessed this was to stop her wriggling. She then turned her head and looked very confused! It was as though she didn’t believe what she was seeing!

Then the tattooist said something about having some fun. Within in seconds she had pulled off her white dress. She was naked underneath part from some amazing tattoos! The other two women too k of their dresses and stood there in their underwear. Then they grabbed hold of Hanna and undid the cords. I remember thinking that I could see the tattoo. She was then pushed on to her back and they pulled off the rest of her things. She asked them to stop but they carried on. They were all a lot stronger than her.

They then put the cords back on and pushed a pillow under her bottom. Then Jacque said something weird about cats and pussy which I didn’t get. She gently took me by the arm and we walked towards Hanna. She then knelt down in front of her open legs. I looked down wondering what she was going to do. I couldn’t believe what she then did. The dirty bitch started licking Hanna on her virgina!

I felt sick and wanted to run away. Suddenly I became worried about being naked and tried to cover myself with my arms. My legs were turning to jelly and I thought I might faint. Before I could think anymore Jacque had taken hold of my arm again. Robyn held my other arm and they pushed my to the floor. They pushed my head towards Hanna’s virgina. I started crying and begged then not to make me do it. 

Getting Licked
Tears were running down my cheeks as I took the first of many licks before they allowed me to stop. I then had to stand and look on as Chantelle was forced to do the same. I thought it was strange that she didn’t complain or cry. It seemed as though Hanna was enjoying it. She started off begging them not to let us do it but then was yelping with enjoyment. Chantelle was allowed to stop and I wondered what would happen next.

The woman then pulled off their remaining clothing and surrounded Chantelle and me. They started pushing us and touching us. They groped my breasts and pinched my bottom. They even touched Chantelle in the same way. Then they grabbed hold of me and held me high in the air! I wondered what they were going to do. I was then lowered; legs wide open onto Hanna’s face. She said she didn’t want to lick me and I begged her not too. But she soon was ignoring me and obeying them. Her wet tongue slipped up inside me and I could do nothing to stop it. To my disgust I actually started to enjoy the feeling of it. Soon I was rocking my body and I felt I was loosing control. Something like a wave came over me. I found myself gasping and panting. The feeling was wonderful and I for a moment wanted more.

Once they had their fun with me they did the same to Chantelle. Like before she did not complain and seemed to be enjoying it! Then she was lifted of and they untied Hanna. I hoped that would be all and that we could all get dressed and go home. But they had other plans. No sooner than Hanna was free they took it in turns to sit open-legged on the edge of the black coach. Each one of us was had to lick them until they were satisfied. Then they pushed us together and told us to what do to. We rolled around on the floor naked. We all had to kiss each other’s bodies and rub our hands on ourselves and each other. 

Then we were allowed to get dressed. We sat silently as Hanna drove us back to her place. She only said one thing. That was that we would never talk about what happened and that we should not tell anyone. I tried to put the whole thing out of my mind, but the images of what I had seen and done kept filling my mind.

Chantelle’s Story

It was brilliant in the Tattoo studio. Yolanda and me got naked and allowed this pretty lady to bodypaint us! I think Hanna planned this all along and it was a brilliant surprise. I think Yolanda was a bit embarrassed but she soon got into it!

I was a bit shocked when they made Yolanda do those rude thinks to Hanna but she did seem to enjoy it. I couldn’t see any point in crying. If Jacque did it with out crying then so could I. Yolanda seemed to enjoy Hanna licking her! She was getting really turned on! 

I was wondering if I was going to miss out. But they let Hanna lick me too. It felt really nice! 

The women then bundled around us and were giggling. They then touched our bottoms and breasts. It was a really nice feeling.

We then had to lick all the women. I didn’t mind at all. It seemed fair as I had been licked. 

Then we had to roll around naked. I just loved my breasts being touched and kissed!

Then we had to go home. Hanna said we mustn’t talk about it. Can’t see why not. I just hope we can do something like it again.

The End