Ginchiyo could hardly believe what was happening to her. It was one thing for a bunch of slovenly soldiers to take advantage of her, but what this woman running the tattoo parlor? Why was she so eager to help? Ginchiyo wondered how far news of the previous night's events had spread.
As the men lifted her, Ginchiyo struggled to free herself when they turned her over and firmly held her against the inking table until she was retied. "Can you do these next?" one of the men asked.
"Tachibana Ass Queen?" Miyako asked. "Fitting, though I must say I'm more entertained by "Queen of Cock" and the little "Free Fuck For All" advertisement."
Once again, Ginchiyo weathered the pain as the needle pinched her skin, bit by bit. I mustn't give in, she thought. I may no longer be a samurai, and my body may be desecrated, but my will is strong. If I must, I'll bear this embarrassment.
Ginchiyo continued to tell herself such until the three new tattoos were finished. The process continued with her being roughly flipped around and her body inked until every slur written on her body, from "Sword Fucker" on her cunt to the mess of ink on her face: "Sake Slut" spread across her left and right cheeks, "Kyushu's Finest Slutty Bitch" on her forehead, and even "Woof" written near the left corner of her mouth.
"There!" Miyako said. "No one will forget Lady Bukkake now."
My name is not Lady Bukkake! Ginchiyo chewed on her gag furiously. Damn it all. If only my sword and armor hadn't been sabotaged. "Now," one of the men said, lifting Ginchiyo's chin. "What should we do with the little slut next?"
"I have a suggestion," Miyako said.
Sat Feb 09 05:51:42 2008