Page 70 of Guarded By the Phantom

“There is no bed in here,” I murmured. “I don’t mind, but you deserve to be fucked on a bed like a queen.”

She laughed, shaking her head. “We can go to my room, but I really don’t care. I just want you.”

Fireworks again. I wondered idly if I would get brain damage from all the pink.

“I want to do something first,” I said on an impulse, glancing at where my tattooing kit sat on the shelf. “But you’ll freak out. You’ll hate it.”

She rolled her eyes, stepping closer until I took in another whiff of her scent.

“Try me.”

“I want to give you a tattoo,” I said in a rush. “Just a small one. No one will see it.”

Well, I would, every time I took her from behind, but that wasn’t what I meant.

She pressed her lips together, watching me with wide eyes, before giving me a single nod.

“Okay. What kind of tattoo?”

“That would be a surprise.”

Her brow furrowed, but I could tell she wasn’t turned off by the idea. My cock hardened at the thought of her bearing my mark forever, and I wondered idly if I’d come in my pants while I inked her. It was very likely.

She fidgeted for a moment, watching me with those vulnerable, blue eyes, and finally nodded again. “I trust you.”

That was enough for me. I wasn’t about to wait for her to change her mind, so I leapt into action, swiping everything off the desk apart from the lamp. When I realized the wooden surface was cold, I laid out my suited scarecrow for her to lie on. The suit was stuffed full of curtains I’d stolen from the same room as the pillow. It should be pretty comfy.

I helped her lie down on her belly and brought my supplies, snapping on gloves and laying out the ink. I just needed black and some green for the shading. The tattoo would be tiny, likeI told her, but it would be very obvious for anyone who saw her naked.

When I turned on the machine, she flinched at the insistent buzzing. I grinned, sliding my hand slowly up her ass to hike up the negligee. My dick throbbed when I saw the thin line of pink lace disappearing in her crack.

“Doll. That’s a very naughty thong.”

“Is it?” she asked playfully, turning her head to look at me over her shoulder. “I thought every good girl is supposed to dress nicely for her man.”

Her man.Fuck, she wanted to kill me.

“You’re a very good girl for me,” I rasped, caressing the curve of her cheek until she moaned, arching into my touch. “So good. The best.”

I slapped her round flesh, not hard but enough to make a juicy sound. She yelped, tensing, and I stroked her again. Her legs fell open wider, and I saw how wet she was.

“Don’t tempt me, little tease, or it will come out wonky,” I said, reaching for the rest of my supplies. “I need you to be still now. That’s a good doll.”

She shivered but did as I said, and I marveled at that. It was like she was made for me. The instant obedience was such a turn-on, though I knew that she obeyed only because she wanted to. That made it all the better. She wanted to be here.

When I started the tattoo, which would be just below the left dimple on her lower back, she stayed put, not making a sound. The design was something I’d carried in my kit for some time, planning it for myself but never finding the time to actually do it. Now she would have it.

“When did you learn this?” she asked, shivering when I wiped off the excess ink.

“Ten years ago,” I said, filling out the contours. “Remember how I told you about those people who watched and shared thevideo of me? Well, I started hunting them down about then and needed a way to make it obvious what they did once they got to prison. To make it more fun.”

“Oh.” She sounded mildly surprised but not really disapproving.

I grinned. “Yeah, so I tattooed it on their foreheads after I tied them up. ‘Monster Snuff Lover’. The first guy I did it to squirmed so much, I almost gouged his eye out. That one was fun, but his tattoo is kinda bad since I didn’t know what I was doing at the time. Later, I realized I actually enjoyed it, so I learned how to make it safe and not as painful.”

“That’s… good.” Her voice was strained. I pulled back to give her a moment and sprayed her skin with a cooling solution.

“Just a bit longer, doll. It’s almost ready. I’ll fuck you after and you’ll forget all about the pain.”

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