Feminine Dog Tag Tattoos Novels & Stories

Her breasts had bite scars around them and between them a thin cut that could have been fatal if it went deep. Arms marked by cuts, bites, and cigarette burns, I walked around your body thinking it couldn't get worse by fooling myself again, I felt your scars with my hands all night long I found your body perfect now, I discover it under the bright lights of the room that everything I saw and felt was not even 10% of the marks that the dog hides... Her eyelash-marked back, a tattoo just below the pulp of her ass, I realize now is an Italian name.

touched the spot between her neck and shoulder, “It’s going hurt. After I bite you, a mark will appear there and it will be similar to a tattoo. It’s a way to show people that we are mates and it will also be one of a kind. No one else will bare the same markings. They are unique to every mated pair of wolves.” Her eyes got slightly bigger and she bit her bottom lip as I watched her think on what I just said, “So do I mark you too?” Her question made me stop to think. How would she mark me? She has no canines and she is not a wolf. The Goddess must know a way but I couldn’t outright ask her, “I’m not too sure. I didn’t even think of that. I’m guessing we will just see how it goes and work f

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.”

You better not say anything to give my secret away",she warned them. "Of course we wouldn't",Tabitha said and smiled at her. Her hands reached out and touched her mark absentmindedly. "It's beautiful",Serena said. Tabitha realized what she was doing and dropped her hand. Her mark sat boldly on the side of her neck, a pair of intricate designs. One was a wolf and the other was a wild flower, and they intertwined with each other prettily. "Yours is more beautiful", Tabitha said. "I've never seen a wolf so scary and magnificent at the same time".

Drea knew the instant his eyes went there, then he paused for a second. It was mandatory that in Drea’s pack, once females came of age, they got a tattoo marking them as members of the pack. Drea had chosen to have her own on top of her left breast – it had seemed like a good idea then while she had been faced with her rebellious faze, a faze when she had thought the pack tattoo was nothing but a branding, so she had hidden it away in a place eyes would not see – only, her dress was torn at the top now, exposing her tattoo, and her well rounded flesh to the grey eyes of the Alpha. He moved closer to her, and one of his large hands cradled her exposed flesh, brushing softly at the tattoo, mak

she commented. He looked up at her. “What?” “The tattoo,” she smiled. “Do you still remember what it stands for?” he asked. “I’m your nymph, which you got from the Greek Mythology nymph Calypso. You got it in that colour because it’s the colour of my eyes, which are your favourite thing about me. You made them loop the y to make a heart because I’m the only one who holds your heart. The paw signifies the pact we made that we would never let any wolf truly rule over us...” she trailed off.

This morning when she was taking her birth too. She saw a mark on her right neck too, like a wolf? Dog can’t have such teeth and nose? It’s not dog head but a wolf. It’s not just any wolf either and that’s what got her even more confuse, tattoo that she have never seen on her neck before and it’s suddenly pop up on her neck the next day she had a romance with some stranger. It’s got pretty hot between them and I thought he might just have some business mind in him but the way he stare at him and how it’s got so fast between them.

“And didn’t I tell you to drop the formalities when we’re alone, darling?” I have heard of the Dread Moon pack wolves being tattooed, but I have never seen one in person before. His right arm and pectoral are adorned with black ink, and I spy his pack crest amidst some rose designs. It is actually quite a beautiful tapestry and something inside of me seems to pull me toward him.

Oliver chuckled, fascinated by the blondy, while Oscar laughed at the indignant looks on the girls' faces. I ended up laughing too, especially when the blondy turned around, revealing the wolf tattoo on her neck, further outraging the girls. I remembered the girls, I remember having fucked one of them when she came to the Inferno, but that was before I had Penny. Our cock is hers alone now, my loyalty belonged to her now; no one compared to her. The tattoo on her neck proved it - she was ours, and we were hers. She is part of the organization, that's why she bears the wolf brand, a mark belonging to us, on her hand and neck.

“I have a surprise for you and it’s hiding under the panties.” Creighton’s eyes lit up as he reached for the elastic band, raising an eyebrow at her. Sandra’s blush deepened as she nodded, and he slowly pulled them off her body. His hands froze, looking at the hidden message, smiling at her brightly. Chang moved in to snap a few additional photos, while Creighton stared, speechlessly at her hairless body. In dark sapphire blue ink, just above the slit of her labia, CWA was tattooed across her pubic area, a pair of handcuffs connected the first and last letters. Creighton looked into her face with awe…she had branded herself as his, forever.