Initial D Tattoo Novels & Stories

he whispered while roaming his hand across her big butts, which were clothed in a tight pantie. "Mr Josh!" One of the guards called out, and he snapped out of his act. "Oops! My bad. I'm sorry. "I was taken away by her lustful body." He complained and got to work. Picking up his mini tattoo machine, he sat down on a tall chair close to her and began his work. He began to draw the vipers logo on the left lap of her body, which is the body of a red shining snake with the name "vipers" in the belly spot of the snake; however, he decorated it with a touch of blue.

The next morning, Rea woke up. She had forgotten everything that happened yesterday. She went to the tattoo studio and got three tattoos for three customers as Gia. Or the action of dropping the motorbike and leaving it lying in front of the house fence as Uri. Immediately opened her laptop to read the other personality's diary. Smiling to herself seeing Uri's annoyance there. Of course she already knew about the tiger tattoo and had threatened Gia not to get another tattoo. Not too surprised anyway it's not the first time because Gia has made several tattoos before. Image of a girl wearing a mask that is on her right chest. Also the name of Rea's parents on his left arm, Wulanestu. Rey coul

I asked Zion. He scrutinized my outfit choice. Black slacks, black button-down shirt, and a silver vest. The sleeves were rolled up, proudly showing off the new tattoo that I had Dante do for me. It was my girl’s name in Arabic inside of a fractal overlay. Our pups names were also placed within it in Arabic. “I think that Mama will love it. Are you nervous?” he asked me. Was I nervous? Nah. Not really. I was excited more than anything. I was a little anxious, hoping that she would like what I had planned out for the night.

My gaze drifted unconsciously to his collarbone. There was a new tattoo there. Red, still swollen from being freshly inked, but unmistakable. It was my name. The characters were rendered in the most ancient, wild cursive form of script, like an old, binding sigil. My fingers trembled as I touched it. “When did you… get this?” Henry caught my hand and rubbed it gently against his palm. “Last night, after you fell asleep.” “Did it hurt?” “It was better that it hurt.” His eyes darkened, and a satisfied smile curved his lips.

I said. He grabbed his iPad and turned it on, swiped a few times, and handed it over to me. This was it. It was exactly the kind of tattoo I saw. A dragon, a rather small one, was curled up weirdly and he seemed to have three wings and three legs and it was spitting fire. “This is it. It is exactly what I saw.” I said.

I carry my face from his chest slowly and carefully, not to wake him up I roll over and lie on my side. I admire his sinful beauty, if I can just touch it once more. That's right I can touch it, after all he's sleeping. I flatten my palm on his chest and feel each rhythmic movement his chest makes when he breathes. I outline his body with my hands, over the six divisions on his belly to the tattoo on his chest. I remember when he got that, I came back tired from the classes I had and he came into my house grinning like he just won a lottery. He made me close my eyes, trust me I still cheated, opening my eyes slightly to try to take peaks of whatever surprise he was bringing up. When I opened

It didn't take me long to get there but when I did my nerves were starting to get to me thankfully Chains was already there and came to walk me in. " You ready to do this sweetheart" He looks more excited than he should " Yes I feel ready but I'm also a little nervous Chains what if he hates it" I started biting my nails " Trust me he is going to love it" I hope he is right We walked in and I met with the tattoo artist whose name is Tony I told him what I wanted and he drew it out. When he came back half an hour later I was ready to cry because what he drew for me was exactly what I had envisioned. It was flame with the words property of Dice under the flame it is perfect for us both to be r

“The material for this tattoo is a new product that I just developed. No matter what chemical cleaner you use, it won’t come off. It’ll take at least three years before the color fades a little. Mr. Wynters also personally designed the shape of the letter. Once the swelling goes down, it will definitely make your collarbone sexier and more attractive.” Dush! Duke lifted his leg and gave the doctor a kick. After that, he stepped on the doctor’s wrist. “Do you think you can stay out of this?” The doctor glared at him in horror and fear. “I’m working for Mr. Wynters. If you harm me, he won’t spare you!” “Ha!” Duke’s eyes were filled with disdain. Did Earley tattoo an “N” on Adina’s collarbone b

𝑮𝒐𝒅 𝒏𝒐! There was a tattoo on the top side of my pussy, an initial of K but it’s curved on the edges. I was right; his name was Kian, and he did this to me. He tied me, so he would brand me or whatever messed-up ritual this was supposed to be.

Apprentice. Ryder’s eyes found mine first. Dark. Hungry. “You’re early,” he said. Voice like gravel dragged over silk. I didn’t answer. Just locked the door behind me, walked to the table, and climbed on. Pushed my skirt up. Spread my legs. The tattoo—*Unleashed*—was right there, black and bold above my swollen pussy. Already glistening. Already dripping.