Dominant Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

Esmeray held her forearm up, examining the intricate tattoo that adorned her skin. The tattoo depicted a majestic wolf, its eyes fierce and determined, surrounded by swirling patterns that seemed to dance with a life of their own. The lines were bold and precise, giving the impression of strength and resilience. “This tattoo is so unique,” Esmeray remarked, tracing her fingers over the contours of the design. “I’ve always felt a connection to it, but I never knew why.”

Reece pulled out a pad and started to draw “I can start tattooing tomorrow if that works. I will start on a background design and then you can tell me your ideas about what you want for the boys. If you boys send me your ideas for what you want and then I can add them all in. I am thinking of making the main theme a mystical battlefield since Charlotte here had proven to be such a warrior” “Oh, wow that sounds amazing”. I had never seen Charlotte look so happy. It looks like the tattoo idea was a good one.

He hoped that collaring her would reassure her that he intended to follow this relationship wherever it went. Sam had also shown him the tattoos he'd designed at Blake's request, a pair of coordinating his-and-hers designs. For Amy, there was a taupe blocky, masculine D followed by a stylized, flowery, filigree script k in shades of pink, the letters standing for Daddy's kitten. For Blake, the design would be reversed, the k followed by the D, kitten's Daddy. Blake wasn't positive of Amy's reaction to getting tattooed. When he'd mentioned the tats to Sam earlier, it had been impulsive. But now that he'd seen the designs, he was intent on the idea. Maybe later, when Amy returned to Elio

He scoffed, taking off his trousers, and I looked away. A wave of dread washed over me, not sure what to expect next. Fear rose in my chest as I curled my fingers into the bedspread. By the time I looked back up, he was fully undressed, but he had his back facing me. I felt a drool escape my lip as my eyes traveled over his body—broad shoulders, his muscular back adorned with a large crest tattoo, identical to his brother's, except he was larger, taking up the entire top left side of his back. The tattoo depicted a shield with two swords crossed above it. Two lions stood on their hind legs, pulling the shield from both sides. Below the shield, a banner displays the name "Dontrell." The desig

I had a folder with all the entries for the tattoo ideas in it. "My favorites are these three." I mind-linked. She took out the top three and looked at them. The first one was a crescent moon with a swirling cloud thing behind it. The description was that we were called shadow pack, so it would make sense that we had a shadow of the moon to represent us. She then looked at the next one. It was two hands that looked to be made from shadows reaching for one another. Then she came to the last one.

Even though I can fuck with anyone, I'm still normal enough to feel vibes towards women. I picked at random any object that could be used for exercise. Maybe a smith machine, like lifting a barbell full of pressure. Well, I can show off a bit with the muscle tone in my upper arms. The sleeveless shirt I'm wearing is enough to expose the tattoo carvings that adorn it. If Rena likes attention, I still don't feel confident being seen in a public place like this. Fucking Rena with many men can make up for my discomfort in being a dom. Aren't men supposed to be able to dominate?

His hands automatically came to rest on my thighs, caressing them up and down. "I thought of a matching tattoo we could get," I told him and his eyes lit up. He had suggested that we get matching tattoos and if I didn't want any, he wanted to get one of my name on his chest. I said that I was open to getting a tattoo but not names - I found it too cringy. But ever since, we had been trying to find a good tattoo idea that wasn't cringy or cliche. Something that was just for us.

I bite my lip as I take in his bare chest, the tattoos on him look like they were inked by a god. Each of his existing tattoos are flawless, the one that catches my attention every time is the crown tattoo, I have never seen any like it. The crown has a flame where the biggest stone on it should be placed and it burns brightly in my vision everytime I see it, as if it were a 4D tattoo. I always feel like I have seen it somewhere before, like I know what it represents and I have the clean sheet to the history of the tattoo on my fingertips but it slips away everytime. My second favourite is his sleeve tattoo, it is a tribute to his sisters.

“Nothing makeup couldn’t fix. I’m sure you have concealers for that. Or better yet, let’s highlight it. Get a temporary cheek tat. That would look really cool.” “A tattoo?” I echoed. Dominic nodded. “Yeah. You get those erasable ones. Or we paint some flower designs on that. It would hide the scars and it would look cool.” “Please, let’s not get there. I’m not going to play,” I said firmly. “Now, you guys practice and Chaise and I will listen. Pretend we’re not even here. We’ll choose a list of songs for you to play.” “Alright. But if you ever change your mind in the coming days, just let me know.”

"Together we're an unstoppable force - no Karen or anyone else can stand in our way." "Exactly," Chad agreed, eyes glinting with mischief. "And now that I've fed you, how about I show you exactly what this force is capable of?" Cassandra felt a familiar heat begin to coil in her belly as he slid his chair back and prowled towards her with a predatory gleam in his eye. "Oh yeah?" she challenged, squirming under his intent stare. "And what would that be, oh mighty Dom of mine?"