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Hi,  I am attaching chapter 3 of my Susan's Request series.Dawn1958
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SUSAN'S REQUEST - CHAPTER 3 By dawn (FMM,nc,mc,reluc) Email
dawnharvey1958@htomail.com

   This is a story about Susan, a teacher at Randall College who made a
very big mistake one day.  She had been fantasizing for months about one of
her exchange students, who at 22 was experienced in the ways of women.  He
now had control over her and she didn't seem to be able to find a way to
stop his humiliating demands.

   I have re-written the story because I was not happy with the first
version so I hope readers like this one better.

   CHAPTER THREE - A TATTOO FOREVER

   Susan sat at her desk in total confusion.  For some unknown reason, her
tummy felt like it was filled with butterflies every time Kaz, the foreign
exchange student talked to her.  Just a moment ago, he had stared into her
dark, blue eyes and said in no uncertain terms, "I want you to wear the
blouse and skirt...  nothing else...  is that clear?  My slut is going to
get a tattoo," he whispered.

   Kaz's dark, mystery eyes controlled her compete focus.  "We are going to
visit my buddy Jim...  he owns a tattoo parlor and he is going to give my
slut a beautiful tattoo."

   Defeated once again, Susan cast her eyes downward and nodded.  Then she
asked Kaz why he tormented her and humiliated her like he did?  His answer
was simple.  "You have one of the sexiest and most attractive bodies on
campus and it gives me a huge adrenaline rush to see it used and abused."
His openness shocked her and filled her with total helplessness.  "I could
tell you were a slut the first time I saw you in class.  Besides, I knew
you would do anything to prevent my telling everyone about your having
phone sex with a student."

   It was true!  She would do anything in the world to keep his
incriminating evidence from the school trustees and Kaz took full advantage
of her situation.  But why did he think she was a slut?  She dressed
conservative; she acted conservative so how did this young student suspect
her inner most secrets, she wondered?  She was getting thoroughly confused
by Kaz's constant barrage of demands?

   Oh, how could she do this?  Susan worried about what she would tell her
husband when he saw the tattoo?  The dilemma was overpowering and Susan
fretted many hours, until the dreadful hour finally arrived.  Kaz ordered
her to drive to the parlor immediately after last class and she did so in a
compete trance.  She parked in front of a small building and her heart
skipped a beat when she saw Kaz inside talking to the presumed owner. 
Surely he wasn't serious, she hoped?  He would not make her get a tattoo?

   Kaz had explained his plan very thoroughly in the classroom.  Susan was
to dress in the clothes he gave her at school because he loved seeing her
dressed like a schoolgirl.  The outfit consisted of a shear blouse, which
was so see-through that Susan blushed just thinking about wearing it.  This
time the skirt was a Scottish plaid, which looked very similar in design to
the black schoolgirl type she was forced to wear earlier.

   Susan was utterly ashamed, as she knew the outfit exposed her breasts
through the almost non-existent material.  She prayed that only Kaz and the
tattoo artist would see her in the revealing garment.  The skirt should
cover her nudity, as long as she was careful.  Nobody would ever know she
wasn't wearing panties, she hoped.

   She would never succumb to her student's blackmail if it weren't for the
mistaken phone conversation.  Susan swore to be far more vigilant in the
future.  Reluctantly she went inside quietly shutting the door behind her.
Suddenly Susan felt trapped without any possible escape and she had trouble
breathing because of the closed-in feeling.  She felt the sudden urge to
cross her arms when she noticed both men feasting on her womanly
endowments. They stared at her chest and it took every ounce of courage for
Susan to step further into the room.

   Standing motionless for a few seconds, Susan let the vultures devour her
with their eyes.  It was apparent to Jim, the tattoo artist, that Susan was
truly a gorgeous woman.  The young schoolgirl look made her appear
extremely sexy and desirable.  Her face indicated her fear of being trapped
and Jim made a conscious decision to make her feel more at ease.  Her hair
was pulled back in a ponytail, which made her look even younger.  He would
never guess that she was 34, as Kaz had said.

   Jim ogled her chest.  He noticed that Susan didn't have the biggest
breasts but they were definitely a good handful.  His eyes focused on the
big, prominent nipples showing through the transparent cloth.  This was one
job Jim relished and he was very thankful to his friend Kaz who had told
him all about Susan.

   Kaz had lied though.  He told Jim that Susan was an exhibitionist who
wanted to get a small tattoo on her left breast.  He went on to say that
she dreamed of having sex with a tall, dark stranger assuring Jim that she
would not resist any attempt to fill her cup with steamy cum.

   Jim took over immediately.  He asked Susan into the back room where he
would be performing the tattoo artistry.  There was a big, padded table in
the center of the room and Jim motioned her towards it.  Reluctantly she
moved to stand beside the table and Susan felt small and intimidated by
Jim's confident manner.

   The room was brightly lit and there were pictures of tattoos covering
all the walls.  Scanning the detailed art, Susan saw the beauty in some but
some were definitely not for her.

   Jim felt a sudden urge deep in his groin.  He placed his hand on Susan's
upper arm guiding her onto the foamy tabletop.  Her skin was so warm and
silky, which only seemed to inflame his mind even more than it already was.
He helped her onto the pad, indicating he wanted her to lie down on her
back.  This was not the normal way he did business or the way he would give
a woman a breast tattoo.  But Kaz had insisted on it happening in this
manner.

   'What am I suppose to do,' Jim wondered with a chuckle, 'Surely not
refuse when a friend offers me sex with a gorgeous woman.' At first Jim
thought Kaz was full of shit but decided to go along with the young foreign
boys perverted fantasy.  Jim had been skeptical when Kaz presented his plan
to him but suddenly the sight of Susan's sexy body made him truly glad he
went along with the scheme.  Kaz had assured Jim that he could do whatever
he wanted with Susan and he would ensure she cooperated fully.

   Jim couldn't take his eyes off Susan's desirable tits.  He was going to
enjoy them like no others, he thought.  All of a sudden he marveled at the
beauty of her slender, muscular legs, which looked much longer in the short
shirt.  Susan lay flat on the table doing her utmost to keep her legs tight
together.  She was positive the dire feeling of helplessness was making her
sweat.

   Suddenly Jim was envious of Kaz.  His young friend had such a beautiful
girlfriend and she did look very sexy dressed in the seductive attire. 
Jim's anticipation grew wild wondering if Kaz told the truth about Susan
not wearing panties.  Kaz boldly stated that his girlfriend never wore
undergarments.  When his young friend told Jim that Susan kept her pussy
shaven and baby-smooth, he struggled to hide his immense desire.

   Kaz didn't have too much trouble convincing Jim to go along with his
scheme.  Once he told Jim that Susan was a slut who wanted a tattoo so
badly that she would fuck to pay for it, he willing agreed to do the
tattoo. Kaz's only stipulation was that Jim had to tease Susan first.  He
could touch her or caress her wherever or however he desired, for as long
as it took to engrave the tattoo on her boob.  Kaz assured his artist
friend that he could use Susan's body, as often as he liked, once the
artwork was completed.

   Jim pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming.  Who would believe
that a guy would offer his gorgeous girlfriend to any man?  He could not
believe Kaz would permit him to fuck Susan once he saw how adorable she was
in real life.  To top it all off, Susan would not refuse to do anything to
make him happy and Jim planned to take full advantage of the situation.  If
his young friend wanted to watch his girlfriend fucked by another man, he
was only too happy to be that man.  His mind worked overtime trying to come
up with the proper plan to seduce Susan.  'Hell,' he thought, 'I'll even
force myself on her if need be...  what's Kaz going to do to protect her?'

   Jim's arms were completely tattooed and he looked just like the
stereotype biker dude.  He wore blue jeans with a tight t-shirt that showed
off his big, muscular arms.  He began talking but Susan didn't really hear
what he had to say, as she was fretting about being in the parlor.

   "Please take off your blouse," Jim repeated.  Susan heard him this time.

   She glanced down to see her hardened nipples pressing outward putting
two large bumps in the shear material.  She shivered realizing they were so
obvious to the gawking men.  "Is that really necessary," she asked almost
pleading with Jim to reconsider.  Susan realized that she would have to
expose herself for him to apply the tattoo but hoped that it meant merely
opening the blouse enough to show part of her boob.

   "I think if we are to give you a breast tattoo that you will have to
bare it.  There will be lots of ink flying around and we don't want to get
it all over your pretty blouse," he explained.

   A quick glance to Kaz was enough to coax her to carry out Jim's request.
Slowly, her shaking fingers went to the buttons and one by one, undid them.
Pausing for a brief minute before succumbing to the vile request, she then
raised her shoulders and slipped off the blouse handing it to Kaz.

   Kaz smiled at her deliberate movements knowing Susan was dreading the
experience.  Both men's hungry eyes grew wide in admiration, as the girly
tits came into view.  They could feel their cocks jerk in anticipation of
touching her succulent boobs.  Naked, Susan's breasts were even more
desirable than before and Jim could hardly wait to get his hands on them.

   Susan kept her eyes cast downward and she was afraid to look at the men
for fear of crying.  She had never felt so humiliated in her entire life by
exposing herself like a common hussy.  'A professional teacher just didn't
do that sort of thing,' she kept telling herself.

   Jim took her completely by surprise when he suddenly pinched her erect
nipple between his rough fingers.  "Now I think we should put the tattoo as
close as possible to the nipple so it doesn't show when you wear a bra," he
said making her squirm.

   Susan put her hand to his and attempted to push his hand off her
hardened bud.  Jim merely held steady and Kaz quickly let Susan know she
was not to resist.  His steely glare told her to do whatever Jim requested
or he would surely tell about her past indiscretions with him.

   Taking advantage of Susan's vulnerable situation, Jim squeezed and
rolled the large knob, which caused her to give a moan of protest.  Another
quick look into Kaz's eyes, and Susan relaxed on the pad allowing Jim
freedom to caress her tit.  Soon he had the nipple throbbing and almost
ready to burst.  Susan's breathing became a little faster and quite ragged,
as she struggled to control her emotions.

   "What do you think if we put it about here?" he indicated.  Susan looked
to see where.  Then he pinched the enlarged nipple even harder and pulled
it off to one side so as to flatten the breast.  Quickly she agreed with
the location in an attempt to get him to start working.  Jim could see the
agony written on her gorgeous face, as he rolled the bud, so he decided to
have some more fun.  Without any hesitation, he pinched the neglected
nipple with his other hand and Susan gasped with surprise from his sudden
display of bravery.

   He was talking and saying how it might be better to put one on the other
breast, as well, but Susan was not listening.  She was trying to ignore her
throbbing nipples and pretend that what he was doing did not affect her. 
In her mind, Susan was acting nonchalant but Jim could tell from her rapid
breathing that she was getting aroused.

   Jim almost fainted when he glanced down seeing that Susan's skirt had
ridden up her thigh.  In reality, Kaz had slyly shifted it upward and the
bottom hem was riding at crotch level.  Jim visualized moving to the foot
of the table, which would enable him to see under the skirt.  Susan was so
focused on fighting the building desire caused by her nipples being
caressed that she didn't feel what Kaz had done.  Also, laying flat on the
table didn't allow her to see her lower extremities.

   Kaz caught Jim's eyes looking at Susan's legs and he knew the tattoo
artist would soon shift his attention.  Smiling with satisfaction, Kaz knew
his plan was working perfectly.  The tattoo of a hammer and sickle on
Susan's tit was truly an evil plan and one she would have to explain for
the rest of her life.  He wondered how she would do that and what she would
say to her husband.  The Russian symbol represented the communist movement
years ago and he loved the sign's mystical appearance.  The hammer stood
for the working class back in his country and the sickle represented the
agriculture workers, which was his family's background.

   Kaz's cock ached.  He noticed the distressed look on Susan's pretty face
from what Jim was doing and her desperate plight made him horny as Hell. 
His stomach quivered in anticipation and he wished Jim would hurry up.  But
then he realized that it would only get better, as the time passed.

   Suddenly much to Susan's relief, Jim released her nipples.  Calmly her
hands went to cover his titties trying to quell the fire building inside
her heaving chest.  She watched Jim move to his workstation appearing to
get some tools to begin the task ahead.  He picked up the instruments and
turned, almost dropping the delicate items when he got his first glimpse of
sweet heaven.

   Susan was holding her legs together tightly but it still allowed him to
see under her skirt.  With the hem riding so high, the bright lights
illuminated the bald, raised pelvis, which was obviously shaved like Kaz
had promised.  There was just a hint of Susan's puffy pussy showing at the
top of her thighs and Jim swore he could see the very tip of her pinkish
treasure.  The hood of her labia appeared to glisten with wetness beckoning
him forward.

   Jim could not remember seeing anything so lovely and desirable in all
his life.  He was in the business where he got to see partially naked women
but no customer had ever offered Jim his girlfriend.  The promise of being
able to suck Susan's clit and taste all her bountiful delights spurred his
pecker into the hardest state.  He dreamed of sticking his big, gorged cock
in Susan and fucking her until she came on his stick.

   Susan saw Jim's intense stare suddenly realizing her skirt was pulled up
way too high.  She quickly reached down and lowered the hem as best she
could without being overly obvious.  Noticing her futile attempts at
decency, both men chuckled.  They realized that soon Jim would be feasting
on her luscious riches and there was nothing Susan could do to prevent it.

   Jim began the preparation for the small tattoo.  He proceeded to the
side of the table shocking Susan when he brushed her trembling hands off
the sides.  Performing all the proper procedures, Jim cleaned and
sterilized most of the left side of Susan's chest.  The artwork was much
smaller than the area he prepared but he loved watching her pretty face
twist with agony, as he wiped his hand across her boobs.

   Suddenly Jim decided to mix business with pleasure.  He was ready to
apply the artwork but he thought it would be intriguing to make Susan
suffer a little while he performed his artistry.  "I need you to pinch your
nipple...  hold it away from where I am working," he told her.

   Susan didn't understand what he meant.  She remained motionless, as Jim
continued with a big, playful smile on his face.

   "There will be ink sprayed around and I don't want any to spoil your
beautiful nipple," he explained.  "Just keep it pulled off to the side so I
don't hurt it...  or get any ink on it," he reasoned with her.

   Susan looked at him with a bewildered look.  She didn't think he was
serious but she was too scared to disobey.  Her small fingers did as he
requested innocently pinching the delicate bud, which the cool air and his
fondling had already made erect.

   Then Jim went to work totally thrilled with Susan being so submissive
and cooperative.  When the first needle pierced Susan's tender flesh, she
let out a small cry because of the pain.  Quickly, the needled instrument
drew the outline and after a few seconds, the pain subsided, as her skin
became sort of numb.  The gun vibrated and buzzed and Susan closed her eyes
in an attempt to relax, as Jim worked.

   Slyly, Jim reached across Susan's chest, as he worked, and purposely
brushed her right nipple with his forearm every time he moved.  Susan
became very aware of his bold caresses but she was unable to prevent him
from doing it.  She desperately wanted to cover her nakedness with her free
hand but she didn't want to alert the two men that her nipples were
throbbing.  After awhile, her fingers holding the left nipple seemed to
pinch a little too hard and the caress was causing the bud to ache.  Her
mind was racing with one grim appeal, 'If only he would hurry so I can let
go of my nipple.'

   All of a sudden Jim paused in his work.  "Now...  lets have a look," he
whispered.  With that, he pushed Susan's hand from her throbbing nipple and
instantly she gave a sign of relief.  Not to give her time to recover, Jim
wiped the complete area with an alcohol swab and innocently brushed the
standing nip every time he wiped.  The cool liquid inflamed her nipple even
more and the air made it rock hard.

   Suddenly, Jim pinched the free nipple with his left hand shocking Susan
with the bold caress.  She was about to protest when Kaz pinched her arm
threateningly to remind her that she was to be obedient.  With a shrug of
her shoulders, Susan relaxed back on the mat letting her tormentor have
free reign.

   Jim became much bolder pinching both nipples at the same time when no
more protests came from Susan.  "I think another tattoo on this breast
would look nice, don't you?" he suggested with a grin.

   Susan wanted to yell at him, "Don't touch my nipples you bastard!"
Instead she shuddered while uttering an almost silent request.  "Not
today...  please, it hurts too much for me to get another one right now."

   Jim continued talking about another drawing but Susan didn't hear.  Her
tummy was churning madly from what he was doing and she prayed he would
finish the tattoo in a hurry.  It was like her hands were bound and she was
not able to resist his mortifying assault.  Suddenly Jim pulled her
enlarged nipples to the sides, which brought a moan of protest from deep,
down in Susan's throat.  Again she wanted to scream for him to stop.  Not
because it hurt so badly but because it made her nipples ache from being
too erect.

   Susan blushed with embarrassment hoping Kaz and Jim didn't notice her
obvious hardened nipples.  Suddenly Jim went back to work on the tattoo and
it wasn't long before he applied the final touches.  He was meticulous and
probably the best artist in the city.  Susan's left breast was red
appearing quite tender but she wouldn't feel any real pain until much
later. She looked at the hammer and sickle not sure how she was ever going
to explain the drawing to her husband.  The colorful design was certainly
not something a woman would normally have tattooed on her body, especially
on her boob.

   Jim was speaking to her again and it took a second or two before Susan
could concentrate on what he said.  He had formed a devious plan feeling
more and more aroused with Susan's nakedness staring him in the face.  "I
think a small tattoo near your pussy would look nice...  and I'm sure your
boyfriend would like that," he said with the biggest grin.

   He glanced at Kaz to see his eager smile.  "Heck, I'll even do it for
free since I like you two."

   Kaz agreed immediately.  "Great idea...  and Susan would love having it
done so her husband can see what a slut she has become." Jim's eyes grew
wide hearing that Susan was a married woman with a husband who was most
likely cuckolded.

   Frantically, Susan looked at Kaz.  She didn't dare say what she felt but
pleaded with her teary eyes.  Little sobs of defeat escaped her mouth
hoping it was all just a bad dream.

   Jim looked at Susan's scantily clad body thinking there wasn't really a
need to raise her skirt much more than it already was.  But he quickly
decided to become the consummate actor.  "Susan.  Could you please undo
your skirt...  and lower it so I can see where a tattoo would look best."
Jim locked eyes with the beautiful teacher and he gave her a big, devilish
smile.  Jim knew he could merely pull the hem up to show her nudity, but he
wanted Susan to feel the humiliation of being an exhibitionist.

   Susan held off, as long as possible.  All of a sudden Kaz pinched her
arm indicating he wanted her to obey Jim's request.  Her fingers shook like
crazy, as she grasped the tab of the zipper.  The sound of the zipper being
lowered was music to Jim's ears and he bent forward in anticipation.

   She closed her eyes letting out a small whimper when her vibrating
fingers slowly pushed the skirt downward.  Jim's heart raced like mad when
he saw the first few inches of flesh.  He still couldn't see the impending
rewards because her fingers paused just above her crotch.  Jim dearly
wanted to yank the skirt all the way down her body but he decided to
continue with his humiliation.

   "That's not far enough...  I need it all the way down," he insisted
waiting for Susan to comply.  "I want to see where to put a little
rosebud...  I think right beside the petals of your pussy...  right Kaz?"
The two men chuckled at the thought but their eyes never left Susan's
stunning exhibition.

   Another sob raked her lithe body when Susan obediently lowered the skirt
until it was well below her crotch.  When her shaved pussy with puffy,
reddish lips came into view, Jim's cock almost snapped in two.  His raging
pecker pushed outwards into the thick denim jeans giving him a throbbing
boner that had no room to expand.  It was all Jim could do to not jump
Susan's nakedness right away.  He stood riveted to the floor staring at the
beautiful sight.

   Susan opened her eyes to see the desire etched on Jim's rugged face. 
She shuddered realizing she was exposing herself to a complete stranger. 
Susan consoled herself knowing she would never do this sort of thing in a
million years if it weren't for the threatening evidence that Kaz held over
her.

   Suddenly Jim's burning fingers touched her flesh.  Susan's body flinched
wildly when an electric shock from his fingertips shot through her
trembling abdomen.  She held her legs pressed tightly together in
unfaltering fashion feeling his fingers moving towards her crotch.  Jim was
standing at the foot of the table and he could clearly see the wetness
between her soft, creamy thighs.  He needed satisfaction in a hurry or he
would surely explode, Jim thought with lust slowly taking over his
judgment.

   Both men grinned with approval.  They witnessed Susan's body twitch and
jerk when Jim's roving fingers moved over the clean-shaven area.  Her
breathing was getting quite ragged, as she desperately fought to retain
some measure of control.  It took every bit of willpower Susan had to
remain on the padded tabletop and not jump up and make a run for it.  Jim's
fingers suddenly got much bolder.  He traced a path across the most
sensitive skin while coming dangerously close to her wet, puffy lips.

   The reality of the situation hit Susan hard.  "I hear a lot of women
have their clits pierced...  do you Susan?" Her eyes opened wider staring
at Jim while shaking her head vigorously in response to his question.

   Suddenly she felt his fingertips deliberately trace a path to the 'V' at
the top of her thighs.  He gently pushed downward indicating he wanted her
to spread her legs.  Feeling the pressure and his need to spread her wide,
Susan's body shuddered, as she obediently forced her legs apart.  His
demanding fingers tapped the sides of both thighs telling her that she was
to spread even wider.  She whimpered with a tear at the corner of her eye
but she relented.

   Her eyelids fluttered watching Jim look down at her brazen nakedness. 
He quickly jerked the skirt the rest of the way down her legs throwing it
to Kaz.  Susan sucked her breath in as her remaining dignity disappeared.
She rolled her head upright and stared off into space, as Jim's head slowly
dropped.  All the muscles in her tummy tightened waiting for the attack she
knew was coming.

   Fires of desire raged deep inside Susan and her temperature skyrocketed
to an almost unbearable degree.  Kaz knew what Jim was going to do and he
moved to keep Susan from resisting.  He stretched her left arm out from her
body and behind his body, as he leaned forward to whisper into her ear. 
Then he reached across and grabbed her other arm extending it above her
head so that she felt totally enslaved.  Susan concentrated hard trying not
to succumb to the sudden rising desires in her belly allowing Kaz to do
anything he wanted.

   "I'm glad you are co-operating...  being such a good girl so I won't
have to punish you," Kaz whispered.  Then he nibbled her ear and kissed the
side of her face in a loving fashion.

   The show of tenderness made Susan happy even though she was being forced
to do what he ordered.  In a last frantic attempt, Susan pleaded with Kaz
to help her.  "Kaz, please don't let this happen, please," she begged him.
"Please, I'll do anything you ask...  please gawd, don't let him touch me."

   Suddenly, Susan's universe was opened wide.  Jim put his fingertips to
her puffy labia and spread them apart.  The electric shock of his touch
almost caused her to faint and Susan knew her treasures were exposed to the
villain.  "Kaz, dear gawd, make him stop...  he...he...he, oh no, please
don't," she moaned but it was too late.

   His hot, hungry mouth sucked her clitoris and Susan's world was taken
against her wishes.  She no longer controlled her hips and they thrust
upwards with a lost passion.  A low, deep moan escaped her mouth and Kaz
took the liberty of kissing her fully on the lips.  Instantly, his darting
tongue pressed into her mouth and intertwined with her own.  Kaz released
his grip on her right arm allowing his fingers to find a waiting breast. 
Susan reluctantly pushed her chest up to his hand pretending her arm was
still bound above her head when he pinched the throbbing nipple.  She
twisted her shoulders off the mat, first one, then the other, and the
invisible ties kept both arms pinned.

   Susan believed the men were taking her against her will.  After all, she
was a married woman, a professional woman and a moral, respected woman who
would never stray down an immoral or sinful path, she reasoned.  Without
warning, Jim sucked her pussy hard into his mouth and closed his teeth
lightly over the inflamed clitoris.  Susan's scream was silenced by Kaz's
kiss when an earth-shattering explosion destroyed her last shred of
decency. Violent spasms rocked her lithe body and Susan was unable to halt
the impending orgasm.

   Her reactions and display of immense lust fueled Jim's intense desires.
His caresses were relentless.  Jim's tongue started beating on the swollen
bud inside his fiery mouth and he licked her cunt with skill not
experienced by Susan before.

   Suddenly Jim released her swollen lips and put his big hand under
Susan's tight ass cheeks.  He squeezed hard and dug his fingers into the
firm flesh of her butt.  The feeling was profound and Susan thrust her hips
in the air with all her might begging the stranger to consume her soul. 
The orgasm soared towards the summit and her mind was totally lost in
ecstasy.

   Kaz looked on wide-eyed with a deep envy when his friend took his
beautiful slut to heavenly heights.  Susan's body thrashed on the padded
table and it was all Kaz could do to hold onto her sweaty body.  He watched
the violent climax roar over the highest mountaintop sensing that a little
of his dominance was dissipating.

   All of a sudden, Kaz was dumbfounded at what he did next.  He took his
pecker out and stroked it like a madman.  He masturbated watching Susan
being eaten out by a real professional.  Kaz's stamina was rated in measly
seconds before creamy, white cum shot across the room.  The erotic scene
unfolding before his very eyes fulfilled another erotic fantasy of his
teacher and Kaz felt content to let Jim disgrace Susan.

   It took an eternity for the lust to subside enough for Susan's exhausted
body to settle down.  Just as her hips settled on the sweat covered
tabletop, Jim's tongue stroked her control button a few more times.  It
seemed that her clit was even more sensitive than before and she pushed her
pussy into his mouth almost begging him to defile her.  Jim continued to
drink the sweet nectar like a man possessed.  A few more spasms rocked her
exhausted body and Susan filled his mouth with her womanly juices.

   With the orgasm subsiding, Susan felt absolutely embarrassment.  Her
emotions slowly returned to somewhat normal while she uttered a few sobs of
defeat.  She wished her ordeal were over so she could go home.  That was
not to be, as Jim was truly enraged.  He planned to satisfy the deep
longing in her belly by ravaging Susan's sexy body whether or not she or
Kaz liked it.

   But first Jim's scheme meant more humiliation for the gorgeous teacher.
Jim spoke and Susan had a hard time comprehending what he was saying.  "Now
I think it's time for me to give you a free tattoo right about here," he
said pointing to a spot just above the soaked hood of her labia.  Susan was
speechless and she merely looked down with her mouth agape in disbelief.

   Jim was totally devious.  He knew Susan would have a hard time
explaining a tattoo in such a delicate spot so he planned on putting one on
her luscious ass.  He fully realized that Susan would readily agree to
getting her ass inked before she would have anything tattooed near her
precious womanhood.

   All of a sudden, Jim grabbed her slender hips.  He easily rolled Susan
over, onto her stomach, with her wondering what he planned next.  "Maybe
one small tattoo here...  on your right cheek would be nice," he said.  His
finger drew a diagram on her butt settling near the top portion of her
flushed, right cheek.  "What do you think?  Right about here?"

   Kaz immediately voiced his approval while Susan breathed a big sigh of
relief.  A tattoo where Jim had indicated near her pussy was certainly
unthinkable but one on her butt was not nearly so invasive.  She fretted
about Jim really doing it but reasoned that her husband would more readily
accept one on her ass.  Jim insisted Susan agree so reluctantly she nodded
her approval.

   Jim could hardly wait to finish the bonus tattoo, as he would then enact
the rest of his plan.  Glancing down, he could see that Susan was trying
desperately to hold her legs together tightly.  He was thankful for her
slender thighs, which stayed slightly separated enabling him to see the
glistening slit between her legs.  His stomach quivered just fantasizing
about unleashing his cock into such a gorgeous pussy.

   Suddenly the buzzing sound of Jim's tattoo instrument resonated in the
room.  Susan's muscles tensed in anticipation of the first needle and she
turned her head forward looking straight into the soft mattress pad.  Jim
went to work using a single needle to make the outline of the rose bud.

   Kaz moved to the top of the table.  He gently put his hands on Susan's
upper arms in an effort to console her.  She felt his tenderness and looked
up into his dreamy eyes.  Butterflies again fluttered wildly in her tummy
feeling Kaz's manly control, which he held over her.  It was like the first
time he came into her class and her body yearned for his irresistible
caress.

   Susan didn't understand the magnetism she felt for her young student and
she was unable to suppress the deep urges for his loving embrace. 
Strangely, she had an uncontrollable desire to have this young man control
her.  She yearned for Kaz to make her do things that she would never
consciously do.  Susan pondered a deep, dark mystery.  'No,' she thought.
'I don't love Kaz...  it is something else.'

   All of a sudden a vicious tremor shot up her spine putting goosebumps
all along the route.  She suddenly realized that she would do anything Kaz
asked of her, even without the blackmail evidence he held over her.  "Oh
gawd!  Am I a slut?"

   Susan flinched when Jim progressed to using the multi-needle portion of
his instrument to fill in the outline.  She lay in a prone position sort
resting on her elbows with her upper body propped upward.  Her arms were
outstretched towards Kaz and her head rested between her arms.  Susan's
eyes pleaded with her student for anything he could do to make the ordeal
less painful.  Soon the feeling was numbed so that Jim's engraving was
merely a scratching sting.  Jim applied the ink over the stenciled lines
and quickly the small drawing turned into the shape of a pretty rosebud.

   Kaz bent over the table to stay closer to Susan watching the art slowly
evolve into a beautiful red rosebud.  He marveled at Jim's skill and
expertise realizing, that indeed, he was the best artist around.  Kaz's
stomach churned along with the sound of Jim's inking instrument, as he
realized that it would soon be the moment of truth.  Jim would demand
payment for his part of deal and it would be time for Susan's surrender.

   Kaz sort of cocked his head to the side trying to look around Susan's
outstretched body.  He saw Jim etching the tattoo into Susan's reddened
butt cheek with his right hand but it was the man's left hand that caught
his attention.  Jim had slyly loosened his jeans and dropped them to the
floor.  Suddenly Jim rolled his shorts down letting them join his pants.

   For the second time in less than an hour Kaz was filled with sheer envy.
It was his turn for butterflies, as he witnessed the eventual 'Susan
Breaker'.  Kaz raised his head enough to see the longest cock in his recent
memory.  Jim's prick bobbed up and down in front of his skinny hips, a mere
few inches from Susan's legs.  Kaz felt a strong urge to stop the adventure
but he realized it would be fulfilling a fantasy if he let it continue. 
Strangely, he couldn't take his eyes off the menacing cock wondering what
Susan would think once she saw Jim's extraordinary endowment.

   An evil smile crossed Jim's face, as he applied the last few strokes of
the rosebud's stem.  "That should just about do it love...  I just have to
clean and sterilize the area," he told Susan.  "I'll have to slide your
body down...  down so I can finish." Jim was standing at the side of the
table but near the end by Susan's feet.  He rotated around the end of the
tabletop so that he was directly at her bare feet.  Jim's hands grabbed her
warm, slender feet and he pulled.

   Everyone laughed when Susan's flustered body sort of stuck to the
leatherette mattress pad before shifting down in a short, jerky fashion. 
She had to crawl with Jim's help until the edge of the table platform was
at her pelvis.  Jim let Susan's feet drop to the floor but he put his left
hand in the middle of her back to keep her upper body pressed firmly on the
mattress pad.

   Kaz leaned forward whispering words of encouragement to Susan.  He knew
she would soon become Jim's prize and that made him shudder.  Kaz cursed
his plan of having Jim tattoo Susan's beautiful breast with the promised
payment of her body as restitution for the artistry.  But he had given his
word that Jim could ravage Susan in anyway he desired and Kaz was a man of
his word.

   Susan stared into her student's paralyzing eyes while letting Jim rub
alcohol across the colored area to remove any splattered ink and blood. 
Jim cleaned the area grinning like the devil was his best pal.  Studying
the artwork, he noticed one little spot that needed a touchup.  "I have to
add a little more color to one line...  then its done, love." The buzzing
started again and Susan held hands with her devoted student, as Jim went
back to work using a single needle to finish the line.

   Jim was now standing behind Susan and she couldn't see what he was
doing. She was bent over at the waist lying on the table in the most
vulnerable position.  Keeping the needle pressed to her skin, Jim slyly
guided the head of his penis to the delicious 'V' between Susan's legs. 
His timing was impeccable.  He pressed the engraving needle into her flesh
and gently placed the head of his cock at the pearly gates of paradise.

   Susan's head shot up off her arms and she stared into Kaz's eyes with a
thoroughly puzzled expression.  Holding perfectly still to see if she
wasn't dreaming, she suddenly felt the outer lips of her pussy being
separated by something terribly hot.  Susan began breathing much faster and
she pleaded with Kaz.  "Please...  please gawd, what is he doing?  Kaz...
please Kaz.  Dear gawd, don't let him touch me there."

   Jim found it hard to coordinate the needle and his cock at the same
time. He wanted to intimidate Susan for a brief minute until he was ready
to actually consummate his seduction of the sexiest woman.  His pecker
spread the soaked lips pushing against the tender, pink clitoris much to
Susan's horror.  Jim's hips moved like magic, as he applied the last drop
of red ink to the rose.

   The feelings of needles on her flesh, of sterilizing lotion on her ass
cheek, and of Jim's insistent probing with the head of his cock drove a
fiery sword through Susan's belly.  Dazzling fireworks burst somewhere
inside and it seemed to destroy all of her reasoning and sanity.  Her heart
raced and Susan felt it was time for deliverance.  Every nerve in her body
came alive and she waited more impatiently than a little schoolgirl.

   Jim freed his hands by tossing his tattoo pen onto the instrument cart
nearby.  It took him but a mere few seconds to wipe the complete area clean
getting ready for his masterpiece.  The sterilizing lotion felt cool and
soothing but Susan's ass was on fire.  Jim put his hands directly on her
well-rounded cheeks and he held her hips pressed tightly into the tabletop
making her whole body shiver.  His feet nudged Susan's feet apart, as far
as they would go, which gave him all the freedom he needed.

   He threatened to ram his cock into her but Jim wasn't ready to fuck her
yet.  There was still much more terrorizing to do.  Being much taller than
Susan, Jim leaned over her prone body until he could whisper in her ear. 
"What do you want me to do now?"

   Frantically Susan looked at Kaz hoping he could help.  She held
motionless trying hard to hold her breath in anticipation of what was
expected from Jim.  Suddenly he twisted his the fingers of his left hand
through her hair.  He pulled back hard and Susan was forced to arch her
back strenuously to alleviate any pain to her scalp.  Then Jim pushed his
hips forward ever so slightly and Susan's mouth opened wide, as one or two
inches of his cock entered her fiery pit.  Her breathing became more ragged
and her heart beat so fast her chest pounded.

   Roughly, Jim pulled back on her hair demanding an answer.  "I asked you
slut.  What do you wanted me to do...  I like it when my sluts talk
dirty... talk dirty...  and tell Jimmy what you want him to do!"

   Slowly and with the patience of a demon, Jim inched his cock inside the
honey hole while giving another tug on her hair.  Panic filled her pure
soul and Susan couldn't think of any way out.  "Please...  please, Oh gawd,
please...  Oh gawd, I can't talk dirty," she whispered in her most pleading
voice.

   Desperately she tried to quell the rising emotions but this man had
control of her morality switch.  "Please...  Ple...  Fuck me, Oh fuck me
you bastard.  Shove your hard cock into my slut cunt...  you bastard... 
fuck me," she moaned, as her words were cut off by an overwhelming lust so
uncommon to her.  Powerful spasms shocked her body to the core.  "Fuck
me... Oh gawd I need it so bad...  soooo bad."

   "Oh baby...  sweet Jeeeesus.  Your cunt is so hot...  so tight," Jim
moaned suddenly feeling his lust rise to mountainous levels.  All of a
sudden he made up his mind.  He had to break the will of a real goddess, a
truly refined woman and turn her into his devoted slut.  "I have to see
your face...  watch your beautiful face when you cum all over my cock. 
Baby, I'm goin' to fuck your brains out."

   Susan didn't know what was happening.  She wanted to orgasm more than
anything else in the world but didn't want Jim to know.  Suddenly she felt
the biggest reprieve when Jim stood up straight removing his scorching
penis from her wetness.  His big, strong hands grabbed her around the hips
and easily rolled her onto her back with her butt still at the end of the
tabletop.  He curled her legs up in the air spreading them to their widest
reaches and ordered her to hold them in the position.

   Jim glared at Kaz.  "Hold her fucking head up so she can see...  see
when she gets fucked by a real man," Jim hissed at his overly aroused
buddy. Kaz immediately complied with Jim's wishes propping Susan's upper
body upward so that her face pointed at her midsection.

   She tried with all her willpower to relax enough to bring down her
searing temperature and hurried heartbeat.  Desperate to regain a measure
of control over her desire, Susan shut her eyes to blackout the picture of
the devil.

   Jim's eyes were ablaze staring at the most seductive shaved pelvis with
the gorgeous treasure hidden below.  He grabbed his cock with his right
hand holding it around the base and started slapping Susan's upraised
pelvis with the rigid, unbending shaft.  Each loud slap left a little wet
mark and Jim wasn't satisfied until her baby-like flesh turned a pretty
pink.  Then he beat her milky thighs moving quickly from one to the other
in rapid fashion.  He made sure to hit every inch of her flushed skin but
never touching the most desirable spot between her legs.

   Susan rolled her head side to side with Kaz trying hard to keep her
upright.  She refused to open her eyes but suddenly it happened.  Jim
devastated Susan.  He slapped his pecker into the puffy labia so hard that
she felt each blow strike her engorged clitoris.  Jim reigned blow upon
blow into her soaked pussy slit until she couldn't take any more
punishment. Susan had to see what he was doing.  Her eyes breathed fire and
brimstone and she watched the monster cock beating her tender clit.

   It started like any other orgasm.  First a small tremor shot through her
loins.  And then a quake rocked her entire midsection forcing her to cry
out for more.  Somehow her swollen hood was spread wide and her tiny
clitoris lay barren for the intimidating assault.  Jim's aim was perfect
every time and the head of his enlarged penis slapped the puffy bud with
each blow.

   Suddenly Susan looked at the man dreaming of profound ecstasy.  Jim was
naked and tattoos covered most of his tall, slim frame.  His muscles stood
out profusely especially his arms and chest, which were bulging with
defined strength.  Susan could feel the schoolgirl orgasm floating through
her body taking complete control of her intimate soul.

   Her fluttering eyes moved to his waist.  He was very slim but then her
gaze dropped lower.  She noticed his sparse, curly hair, which was
obviously trimmed so that only a small patch remained just above his
extended pecker.  She marveled at the clean, silky-smooth appearance of
area around his oversized penis and at the attractive hairless balls
hanging between his legs.  Colorful tattoos extended all over his hips and
down his thighs leaving a small section around his manhood without any
markings.

   A violent climax was consuming her body but her mind remained quiet and
observant.  Susan was fully aware that her body was thrashing and thrusting
like a lost child but she didn't care anymore.  All that mattered was
reaching the highest peak to satisfy her incensed lust.  Her immense love
juices were leaking out of her overheated honey pit coating the thick
penis. Suddenly each slap of Jim's cock grew louder and sounded a lot
wetter.

   She could hear voices but nothing registered in her conscious mind.

   "Holy fuck lady...  not yet.  Fuckin' wait for it...  wait 'til I get my
dick inside.  Wait for it, slut." Jim's voice quivered watching her obvious
orgasm commence.  Suddenly he got her to focus on what he was saying. 
"Slut!  Wait for it.  Don't..  fuckin'..  cum..  yet."

   Kaz was awestruck.  He watched his gorgeous teacher go through the
throes of what looked like an earth-shacking orgasm and Jim wasn't even
inside her yet.  "Geez...  Holy shit, she's coming...  the sluts coming,"
Kaz whispered feeling a deep sorrow inside.

   Susan's eyes widened watching Jim move forward.  Her biggest mistake was
tightening every muscle in her aroused body in an effort to wait for the
man.  Her eyes were ablaze watching Jim tenderly spread her soaked, swollen
labia with the bulbous head of his overgrown cock.  Suddenly the wide head
disappeared into her love grotto and Susan felt the hottest flashes rush
through her inner being.

   Jim was at his best.  He slowly pushed his cock deeper while his
powerful hands held Susan's hips fixed to the soft pad.  The burning walls
of Susan's cunt quickly enraged Jim's mind, as they scorched his cock.  He
felt a sudden desperation that her tight, girlie cunt might rob his
stamina.

   Fire blazed from her eyes, as Jim caressed her tender cervix like a love
master.  Susan stared at the royal junction bewildered by the one or two
inches of cock not yet inside her coveted pussy.  She watched for telltale
signs of Jim's uncontrollable lust but then it happened.  A huge tidal wave
of passion filled her head and cum washed over the biggest cock Susan had
ever seen allowing Jim to bring an end to her misery.

   The prolonged orgasm was like no other but what happened next would
change her life.  With the end of his cock still engulfed by the fiery pit,
Jim reached around her hips grabbing the silky, smooth cheeks of her ass
oblivious of her tender tattooed flesh.  He dug his fingers into the firm
butt for a good hold and rammed his hips into her open crotch until he hit
a wall.  Jim held still for many, many moments letting Susan relax.

   Sensing that he had reached uncharted territory, Jim slowly withdrew the
long shaft.  Susan suddenly had an empty feeing.  Abruptly, the slowness
was too much for Jim and he trust his hips at Susan's crotch with the
utmost determination.  Something took over Susan's flustered mind.  It was
a never-ending orgasm and she thrust her hips up at the monster with all
her strength.  Susan could feel the sparse curly hair tickling her bald
pelvis but she was far too hysterical to laugh.

   Jim rammed his cock into the deepest regions and it bore into the center
of her universe.  There was only screaming ecstasy and lust raging through
her body overshadowing any amount of pain.  Susan held steady allowing the
tattoo artist to fuck her lustfilled body like no man had ever done.  Her
abundant lubricating juices ran freely coating her intruder allowing him to
inch his way deeper.

   Jim focused all his attention on controlling his rising desire so he
could extend the moment.  Her womb was a volcano with hot lava licking the
head of his cock.  Her extraordinary vagina squeezed his long, extended
shaft milking his rod each time he pumped in and out.  Now that her hasty
orgasm had bosomed, it was time to take slut Susan to the summit of sexual
ecstasy.  He savored the intense heat of Susan's loins and he reached
forward intertwining his fingers in Susan's hair.  Jim gave a few quick,
meaningful jerks on the curly lochs and Susan remembered his earlier order.

   At first she uttered animal sounds not able to pronounce real words. 
"Nooo, no.  Oh gawd, no...  Oh fuck, your cock is so...  so deep.  Fuck...
fuck me you rotten bastard...  oh fuck, fuck." Susan kept repeating the
most sinful word she knew, not able to control anything she said or did. 
Her pussy convulsed around the big prick and quickly eroded any further
attempt Jim had of prolonging his orgasm.

   Susan cried out for more knowing she was now Jim's schoolgirl slut.  Jim
slammed her hips into the padded tabletop holding his monster cock fully
embedded in his slut.  His hips jerked out of control empting his immense
load of hot semen.  The molten lava shot into her epicenter and Susan would
never remember riding the pinnacle of sexual lust.  Susan teetered and
wobbled for the longest time before feeling Jim's hips begin to quiet.

   She would always remember the tattoo parlor.  It was the location where
Susan received the fucking of her life.  The memory would forever bring her
immense guilt knowing that her husband must never find out.  Suddenly her
frantic mind switched into survival mode trying to think of what she was
going to tell Jay.

   ***

   All three bodies collapsed onto the table, Susan on the soft mat and the
two men hugging the sweaty, feminine body under his.  It took several
seconds before anyone moved, before finally, Kaz rose and searched for
Susan's discarded clothes.  Kaz felt slightly intimidated by his artist
friend and he wanted to get his adorable teacher into the privacy of her
car.

   Jim on the other hand, was purely content to lie over Susan's sweat,
drenched body and leave his ramrod buried in heaven.  Susan felt fully
content and filled, with the semi-hard cock still caressing every inch of
her vagina.  The juices of two lovers mixed in the love tunnel and a
trickle ran down her crotch into the crack of her ass.  Jim and Susan sort
of drifted off into dreamland and enjoyed the aftermath of the intense
ecstasy.

   Kaz quickly found Susan's two discarded garments before shaking the
motionless bodies to life.  "Its time to go Susan," he said and held out
her skirt and top, motioning for her to get up.  Reluctantly, Jim shifted
his body and gave his cock one last jerk, savoring the most memorable
moment.

   Kaz had to admit that events had gotten slightly out of his control but
he did accomplish his ultimate goal.  He watched Susan succumb to his
demands and his soiled pants were indication how erotic the session turned
out.  Yes, his fantasy had been fulfilled but now his rock-hard cock was
rejuvenated, which fueled his mind into action.

   Susan slowly got up reaching for the clothes to hide her flustered body.
Her swollen pussy lips drew Kaz's stare and seemed to beckon him.  It was
all Kaz could do to resist fucking her right on the spot.  Susan had never
looked sexier and the flashback of what just happened set his male hormones
on fire once again.

   Suddenly he got the urge to have Susan suck his cock right in front of
Jim.  It surely was something that Susan would never do and an evil grin
crossed his face.  This control, this master slave scenario enflamed his
ego beyond a reasonable level and he dropped the clothes.  Reaching out, he
grabbed Susan by the shoulders and pulled her into his stocky body. 
Feeling that the tattooing affair was all over, she allowed him to do what
he wanted and even returned his kiss, as his demanding mouth sought
revenge. 'Yes,' Kaz thought, 'I have suffered while watching Jim have his
way with Susan and now I want retribution.'

   Jim smiled when he watched the young man kiss and fondle a real woman.
One with more passion and lust than any woman he had ever encountered.  She
may dress like a schoolgirl, and act like one, but she was definitely a
very mature woman.  Jim was more than content to just sit back and enjoy
the show, as his desires had been adequately satisfied.

   Shock and utter dismay rolled over Susan when Kaz suddenly whispered in
her ear.  "I need your lips on my cock, now!" His demand sent a shiver of
dire panic down her back.  She looked left and right to see what Jim was
doing.  He was relaxing on a chair; a contented smile on his rugged face
and it was obvious he wasn't going anywhere.

   She quickly decided to plead for her life.  "Kaz!  Dear gawd, not here.
Not now, please." Susan begged him knowing full well that his mind was
already made up.

   Standing in the open air exposing her womanly attributes to the world,
Susan felt totally intimidated by her master, Kaz, and by Jim's superior
strength.  Susan was confused and humiliated, but at the same time, she
felt a familiar tingling deep inside her loins.  'What should she do?' She
asked herself the short question but Kaz answered that question quickly.

   "Do it!  Do it before I get mad," Kaz said in his sternest voice.

   She trembled and her hands were shaking, but Susan realized what she had
to do.  It was obey her student or live through the anguish of Kaz
revealing her indiscretions to the college and even her husband.  Slowly,
she went to her knees in front of Kaz and put her fingers to the front of
his pants.  It was all a blur when she undid the button and then lowered
the zipper knowing full well what was behind the denim jeans.

   The scent of stale sex drifted into the air.  Susan lowered his jeans
noticing that the front of his shorts were wet and stained.  Almost in a
trance, she removed his clothes allowing his big, thick cock to jump in the
air.  Her breath caught and held for a few seconds, as she watched her
master's cock jerk in anticipation.  Obediently, her dainty fingers went
around the throbbing shaft and held the wide head barely in front of her
blushing face.

   Kaz thrust his hips and he grabbed a handful of her hair demonstrating
his need for urgency.  His breathing was rapid almost making it seem like
Kaz was out of breath.  The tip of his cock was covered with pre-cum when
Susan reluctantly lowered her head.  She sucked the head into her steaming
mouth licking the slick solution off the tip.  The combination of Susan's
hot mouth and the fantasies of her fucking another man quickly drove Kaz to
the brink.

   Flames licked the flared head of his cock and the first blast shot into
Susan's mouth without warning.  She swiftly overcame the initial shock and
swallowed as fast as she could trying not to choke on the burning lava. 
His young hips thrust wildly and Susan had to put her hands around them to
steady herself.  Her jaws opened so wide they hurt while her young student
pumped his cock emptying his load of chizz into her mouth.

   Jim watched Susan's naked hips roll around, as Kaz molested her, and
there was no more beautiful sight.  Her ass was so firm and slender that it
made her cheeks look perfectly rounded.  When Kaz started shooting his load
into her waiting cavity, Susan remained bent over with her knees on the
floor.  Jim had a perfect view of Susan's backside and it seemed to summon
him, as the delicious butt wavered back and forth.

   Jim bent down peaking at the swollen, puffy lips of her pussy that he
filled mere minutes ago.  Just an inch from her honey hole was the
forbidden puckered entrance and it seemed overly inviting to Jim.  The urge
was too great and he swiftly moved behind Susan's body feeling great
excitement for more humiliation of such a refined woman.  Even if his
ramrod was in a softened state, Jim reasoned, he could still enjoy the
moment.

   Susan felt Jim's movement and she tried in vain to see what he was up
to. The cock filling her mouth and the large amount of semen running down
her throat stifled her scream.  Kaz held her head steady with his hands
while Jim thrust his middle finger between the cheeks of Susan's tight ass.
Possessed by the devil, he pumped his finger like a small cock.  Susan was
unable to prevent his assault on her ass and she felt her vulnerable
asshole tightened around Jim's invasive finger.  There was a small amount
of pain but it soon dissipated.

   Jim totally degraded Susan knowing she was helpless.  He marveled at how
his young friend had gained control over such a gorgeous woman and vowed to
seek further rewards from the newly acquired friendship.

   All of a sudden, Susan felt Kaz's hips slow down.  The spasms began to
quiet in his loins indicating his orgasm was finished.  After the last bit
of cum was milked from his balls, Kaz felt a desperate need to depart and
get his lovely teacher away from Jim.  Quickly, he pulled Susan to her
feet, which prevented further molestation from Jim's finger fucking.

   The room suddenly became very quiet.  There was a rustling of clothes,
as everyone decided that it was time to get dressed.  It didn't take long
before Kaz and Susan were ready to go.  They thanked Jim for the beautiful
artistry but he waved for them to wait a minute.  "You'll need something
for the tattoos.  I'll get some dressings and ointment...  just follow the
directions and it will be healed enough in about two weeks."

   Jim got the medication materials and stood beside Susan with an
expectant look.  "I know it sounds corny...  but I need you to bare your
breast and ass for me." His demands made them all laugh, which put the
perfect ending on a most eventful evening.

   Susan shifted her clothing to allow Jim enough room to apply the sterile
dressings and cream to her tattoos.  "You'll only need the dressings for a
few hours...  and then apply the ointments.  The directions are here," and
Jim handed her a booklet.  "Apply lots of ointments.  The drawings will
last forever, and I want them to remain perfect.  Just like the body they
are on." He said giving Susan a wink.

   Kaz sort of pulled and prodded Susan out of the parlor and Jim watched
the couple leave with some sadness.  All of a sudden the thought of any
repeat business sent a shudder of excitement through his exhausted body.

   THE END OF CHAPTER THREE - A TATTOO FOREVER

   Please send any comments or suggestions to me, as I do like hearing from
readers.  I am fairly new at erotic writing and your suggestions help.  I
have re-written this story because I was not happy with the first version
so hopefully readers will like this one better.  

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