Tattoos and Such

My wife, Mis, has a handful of tattoos, mostly acquired when she was young and she admittedly did not put a lot of thought into them. A couple years ago, she and her best friend got complimentary sun and moon tattoos on their arms to demonstrate their 20+ year friendship. Recently though, she has considered tattoos to demonstrate her personal growth and lifestyle as a (my) domme and also discussed something subtle for me to signify our Female Led Relationship, perhaps an imprint of her lips on my chest.

We talked a lot about her tattoos and she settled on one on the back of each calf. She consulted with a young, local artist and came up with the phrase “worship and adore” adorned in flowers on her left and the words “submit and obey” dressed in thorns with a riding crop on her right. She was quite excited about the prospect - as was I - and she told me I could accompany her to treat her and sit quietly in my chastity cage while this young woman inked her with this depiction of our D/s relationship.



On Saturday, we arrived at the studio and met Lucy, a pretty, young woman with black hair half my age who checked us in and took us to her workspace. She carefully traced the artwork she had designed on my wife’s calves and began work quietly. I watched for a while and when she finished one leg, my wife dismissed me to get a beer next door. Upon my return, Mis was quite chatty with Lucy and they seemed pretty comfortable with each other. Mis told me she was discussing my tattoo with Lucy and she wanted to pivot from her original idea. Lucy finished up, covered her tattoos, and we went to check out.

Mis turned to me and said that she wanted me to get a tattoo on my chest in the shape of lips, that said “good boy” in pink and asked Lucy if she could design that. Lucy replied that she could and Mis scheduled a return visit for me to get done as I paid for my wife’s new tattoos and put down a deposit on my first. She then said to Lucy, “See, he is a good boy” to which Lucy smiled and the shame of it made me tight in my cage. We went out for dinner, picked up the kids from their sitter, and returned home.

Mis took a lover, Daphne, several months ago, who is now her girlfriend and holds the extra key to my cage. Mis and Daphne may occasionally play with me or Daphne’s husband Chris, or the both of us, but they get most excited about one another. Seeing the two of them touching and kissing puts me in a subby place where I only want to worship and adore them. Mis told me that she was going to pick up Daphne and her kids the next day and all the kids could play while the grownups hung out for a bit. She told me that she had decided that I could be unlocked once I had cum in my cage and laughed about how once I was uncaged after, I would not be able to do anything with my penis.

On Sunday, Mis went out to pick up Daphne and I put the kids to work as we cleaned the house for our guests. Mis returned with Daphne and her children and all the kids immediately ran upstairs to play. Daphne asked me to make a cup of coffee for her and gave me a hug and a kiss. While I made the coffee, the girls went into our bedroom. I finished making the coffee and knocked on the bedroom and my wife invited me in. Daphne was modeling a sexy green lingerie set for my wife and they were touching each other and making out. They took a break and Daphne took the coffee from me and sat down on the bed. Mis told her that I would not get out of my cage until I came in it and Daphne asked for a cage check. I dropped my pants and displayed myself, straining in my cage in front of my sexy keyholders. Daphne raised her foot and began rubbing her toes against the tip of my exposed cock while sipping on her coffee and I felt like I might burst. I had just begun to leak when she pulled her foot away and tucked it underneath herself. My wife giggled and looked at my pitiful face and said, “tell us what you want, baby. It won’t happen but you can ask.”



I asked if I could lie on the bed and Mis said I could and pointed to where I could lie. I did so and then she leaned against me with her back to me, effectively blocking any possible view as I heard them kissing and giggling. It was probably not long when someone announced Chris’ arrival, which meant that it was time to get dinner going and be responsible. My wife got up to greet Chris and Daphne said, “here’s a little present” and she sat on top of me and grinded her crotch on my caged cock briefly before she got up and got dressed. The rest of the night was relatively uneventful and Daphne and her family departed after dinner and some card games.

Monday, it was back to work and the normal course of events diverted any opportunities for sexy play. We got in bed exhausted and I fell asleep easily but early Tuesday morning I woke up horny and rubbed my cage against my wife’s glorious ass. The alarm went off and I got up, made coffee, and ushered the kids on to their school bus. I got my cup and sat in bed to read for a few minutes before work and my wife woke, purred a little, and caressed my balls with her sharp nails. It’s very rare that she is awake enough to play before I leave for work on a weekday and I got very excited. She said, “Who's a horny boy?” and smiled at me.

She reached over to her bedside table and came back with her magic wand in her hand. She turned it on and slowly began rubbing it over my balls and my cage. She said, “Guess what? Daphne is available to go with us to get your tattoo! Can you imagine how deliciously humiliating it will be for Lucy to tattoo you while the two of us cuddle on the couch and watch it get done?”

“Lucy was quite curious about our lifestyle and I told her we would tell her all about it when we came back.” She stopped moving the wand and held it in place at the tip of my caged cock, forcing me now to move in a rhythm to get any substantial stimulation.

“I want to tell her while she marks you all the ways you’re a good boy.” She kissed me and gently scraped her nails on my cheek.

“How you take care of me and pay for my nails to be done to perfection. How you buy me sexy shoes and boots. How you make sure I look my best for my girlfriend.” I began rubbing myself harder against the wand. “Look at my subby hubby trying to cum like a girl.”

“How you sit on the floor of our tub while we shower and you shave me to perfection for my girlfriend to feel my soft legs and pussy. How you take me and my girlfriend out for pedicures and lingerie shopping for each other. How you worship our boots and our feet on the floor while we make out on the couch.” I was in a frenzy, her sexy voice taunting me.

“How you worship my girlfriend’s ass while she goes down on me. How you clean us both up after we use her husband’s dick.” All of these things that were hot fantasies months before were now real things that had happened since they got together, effectively turning our lives into a crazysexycool femdom reality show.

“How once Lucy finishes that tattoo, it means that your penis will have been inside of me for the last time. No more pussy for my subby cucky hubby. Just a good boy who worships and provides and cleans while I live the lifestyle we always dreamed. Can you imagine how hot it will be for me to say that aloud in front of my girlfriend and the young woman who is branding you with my mark?” I couldn’t stand it anymore between the sexy talk and the rubbing and vibrating of the wand and I came in my cage, gushing. My wife turned off the wand and started laughing. “You did it, honey!” and she grabbed her phone and took a picture.


I lay there spent and she leaned over and kissed me. “You better get showered or you’ll be late for work.” She was right and there was very little time remaining for me to get to work timely. “Let’s get you unlocked to clean up and then you need to go right back in. I have a day date with Daphne. We’ll send pictures. I love you.”

 

We are actually very pleased with our young tattoo artist. She grows by leaps and bounds. She just did some wonderful work (non-lifestyle related) on my wife's shoulder and I have something coming this fall. I joke that we keep her on retainer because we always leave with a deposit on the next one.