Tattoo Gun

I nervously looked at Roxanne and asked, "Do you know what I am getting?" She giggled, "Yes, and I think you will like it. It's only fair that you choose mine." Elizabeth awaited my answer, and I mouthed Hummingbird. She smiled and touched Roxanne's hand. Elizabeth's eyes flickered blue, and said, "Good choice Hank." One gun made a beeline for my ribs, and the other went for Roxanne's thigh. The machines waited patiently for us to remove our clothing. Roxanne pulled down her pants, I lay on my side shirtless, and Elizabeth began her routine. I reached out, and Roxanne grasped my hand. With Elzabeth's every hand movement, the tattoo guns moved, and I was curious how much it would hurt, but it felt like little bee stings. I looked over at Roxanne, and she seemed to enjoy the experience a little too much. I couldn't see the progress, but it felt like the shape of a fish. I couldn't see much of Roxanne's tattoo, but it seemed smaller than mine. I was doing well until the tattoo gun started to work near my pelvis, and every so often, Elizabeth would slide over and wipe some cream over the lines. Every time Elizabeth wiped, she got closer to my no-no square. Elizabeth stated, "Roxanne. Your tattoo is complete." Elizabeth snapped her finger, and a mirror came off the wall. Roxanne stood up and said, "Henry! I love it. I can't believe you remembered about Larry!" She approached me, put a hand above my pelvis, and kissed me. I started to get a stiffy and was trying to think of dark thoughts when Elizabeth got a sinister smile on her face. Elizabeth snapped her fingers, causing the blinds to shut, the open sign to turn off, and the door to slam. Elizabeth blew a long whistle, causing my belt to undo, my zipper to go down, and my pants to fly across the room. Elizabeth noted, "You are quite the specimen." All I could do was gulp because I wasn't sure how this would end. Elizabeth touched Roxanne's thigh, and Elizabeth's eyes flashed yellow. That was slightly concerning. Elizabeth snapped her fingers again, causing my underwear to lower and my penis to get rock hard, just like the pill.

Elizabeth had cut the act with the magical tattoo gun and went to work on my tattoo herself. I awkwardly laid on my side, butt-naked with a monster heart on, and Roxanne got down on her knees. She put her hair in a bun and slowly inhaled my penis. She began to carefully suck so as not to disturb Elizabeth. Never in a million years did I think I would be getting a blow job while getting a tattoo. Roxanne struggled to fit my monster penis down her throat, and I was concerned. I asked, "Did you want my dick this big?" She took a break and said, "I want to confirm something." Roxanne continued, and Elizabeth sat there with a wicked smile. Elizabeth said, "I'm almost done, sweeties." Roxanne kept going, And with every little flinch, Elizabeth tracked my body perfectly. After a few minutes, Elizabeth said, "I'm done." She caressed my thigh, and my whole body locked up.

I nutted in Roxanne's mouth, and she swallowed all of it. Elizabeth walked over to a counter, grabbed a mason jar of blue gel, and wiped it on my tattoo. I felt a tingling sensation, and Elizabeth noted, "It's now completely healed." She rubbed the same mixture on Roxanne, and we both stood in front of a mirror floating in the air. Roxanne's Hummingbird looked perfect and natural, as if it could fly off her skin. My tattoo was a skeleton of a massive barracuda. The tail started at my groin area and wrapped up my rib cage, with the head ending near my armpit. It had a set of fearsome teeth that looked as if it would eat my arm. The tattoos contrasted each other well. My barracuda was willing to do anything to survive and fight to the death, whereas the Hummingbird was calm, graceful, and gorgeous. Elizabeth noted, "You two are a stunning couple and complement each other well. I enjoyed seeing you two....work together." I turned towards Roxanne, still naked, and wrapped my arms around her. I whispered, "You strive to outdo everything I plan, and you are getting good at it." She looked up at me with puppy dog eyes and purred, "I love you." I returned, "I love you more," and kissed her. Elizabeth studied us and said, "Roxanne, for a newly mated vampire, you are catching on." I gave Elizabeth a puzzled look, and she said seductively, "When I touched your leg, I could see everything you two have done together." Elizabeth clarified, "I don't get out much, so I have to live vicariously through my clients."

Elizabeth was a bewitching individual, but Roxanne seemed comfortable around her, easing my worries. The front door opened, and a concierge walked in with a backpack. I hastily pulled my underwear up, and Roxranne retrieved the bag. Roxanne handed the bag to Elizabeth and stated, "Everything you asked for is inside." Elizabeth leaned in close to Roxanne, and I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I could see Roxanne smile. Roxanne said, "No thanks. I love him the way he is." Roxanne and I put our clothes back on and left the parlor. We returned to the room to find Merlin patiently waiting for us. He put his paws on my chest and sniffed my ribcage. I pulled off my shirt, he carefully examined the tattoo and raised his paw. I shook it and said, " You are one smart bastard."