I'm a firm believer that life needs to be a journey. It starts somewhere, develops, grows and ends at a defined point. The same rings true for subservient relationships.
I met Jane a year prior, and in that year slowly converted a quiet but willing librarian into a raunchy cum slut. A shy, petite, pretty, early thirties brunette with a curvy figure, large breasts and well-rounded ass, Jane did not initially attract undue attention. However, her looks disguised a hungry sexual appetite. The difference between Jane and my other projects was that Jane had yet to say no to my increasingly perverted demands.
That said, I was now certain we were approaching the climax of the relationship. In the weeks following a cum-fuelled poker party gangbang in which Jane sucked, fucked and swallowed the seed of six of my friends, it was clear to me we were close to the endgame. A change had come over Jane. She seemed much less dependant and much more distracted.
So, how do I get her back on track? The idea came while watching a porn flick. I resolved to advertise her talents through a local agency and hopefully land her a role in a gonzo or semi-professional porn production. Before I did that I needed to give her an edge, something different which would set her apart from the young cum bunnies and fully-stacked MILFs in most films. I hit on the idea of a 'tramp stamp' tattoo. Her smooth white alabaster skin was especially suited to some dark contrasting ink. I wanted a tattoo that was not obvious but hinted at the hidden sexual talents of my 'cum slut' and decided on the phrase 'CUPIDAS ABSORBEO', a Latin phrase meaning 'Eager to Swallow'. Written in script across the small of her back just above her ass cheeks, it seemed the perfect next step for my subservient girlfriend. After a less than enthusiastic initial response, Jane gradually warmed to the idea.
Over the next few weeks the plan came together. I found a local gonzo porn producer who previewed my poker party tape and agreed to hire Jane for a swallow-oriented gangbang involving 12 male extras at a local studio/BDSM Club. The $1000 dollar starlet payment was a bonus that I'd put towards a keepsake for Jane to mark the occasion.
For the tattoo, I arranged an appointment through some biker friends at a downtown salon. I had met the proprietor, a 250lb pound ex-biker named Jimmy previously through work and with a wink and a nudge I arranged to get the work done at a cut-down price, provided Jane supplied a post-tattoo 'tip' of course.
I arranged to meet Jane at the tattoo parlour. When told of the requirement for the high heels and raincoat, she clued in immediately and with an edge of nervousness in her phone voice whispered, 'Same as the poker party?' To which I responded, 'No baby, it's just a tattoo this time but you'll need to thank the artist.' After a pause and a whispered 'OK', I new we were on.
The next day she tumbled out of the taxi at the allotted time in her now trademark wobbly high heels and raincoat. The sight of her click-clacking up to the salon entrance gave me a hard-on thinking of the 'assets' concealed beneath the raincoat.
After pulling her into the salon, I introduced shy petite Jane to the fat, greasy biker.
Jimmy was a friend of a friend who looked the stereotype biker tattoo artist. Weighing a solid 250lbs with long hair, beard and massive tattooed forearms, he dwarfed diminutive Jane, who looked like a scared rabbit in his presence.
'Let's get to it, we're wasting time.' Jimmy barked, ignoring her proffered hand and jerking his thumb over his shoulder towards the leather work bench.
My first kick of the day was the expression on Jimmy's face when Jane peeled off her raincoat to reveal her naked body. She stood nervously before him staring downward while biting her lower lip. Her heels accentuated the curve in her lower back and made her ass stand out like a big upside-down heart. Her white alabaster skin positively glowed under the bright fluorescent lights and her pink nipples stood out like large pencil erasers on her plump ripe melons. Between her legs, her neatly trimmed bush couldn't hide the fat swollen labia which poked out of her pubes.
Anticipating some kind of reaction to her nakedness, Jane was cruelly disappointed and lost any control of the situation when Jimmy replied, 'that'll do' and threw her raincoat aside. She shot me a quick panicked look before slowly easing herself stomach down on the cold leather. Swinging himself between her legs on the wheeled stool, Jimmy was now in total control. With her ass crack in full view, Jimmy placed his huge bear paws on her ass cheeks and lewdly spread her ass revealing her puckered brown star.
'Nice ass.' He grunted before slapping both cheeks and picking up his stencil and marker.
Jane's face burned red but she meekly allowed this greasy stranger full access to her privates. At this point I had a reflections, amazed at how Jane had transformed into such a well trained sex servant. Initially a quiet refined soft-spoken librarian, Jane had turned into an obedient subservient, willing to offer herself completely to a stranger she'd met 5 minutes previously. Turning back to the action, I observed how Jimmy carefully stencilled the design on the small of her back above her ass cheeks, before picking up and switching on the buzzing needle. The pitch of the needle slowed as it bit into her creamy skin. Jane let out a tiny squeal, pressing her face into the worn leather bench. For the next two hours Jimmy worked the design with needle and sponge, interrupted only once by a transiting colleague, who stopped beside the bench, ostensibly checking out the design but in reality getting an eyeful of the ass and pussy on display. Once the tattoo was finished, Jane sat up straddling the bench and twisted around to check it out in the mirror.
'Do you like it?' She asked me.
'Yea baby, do you?' I replied. She grinned, bit her lower lip and giggled, 'I do!'
'Well, no turning back now.' I said and added, 'It's now time to pay the man.'
It was now obvious, even to an innocent girl like Jane, that that some close quarter work was required. Straddling a leather bench naked in front of a fat tattooed horny ex-biker, with no purse or money and a tattoo on her ass labelling her 'eager to swallow', it didn't take a brain surgeon to realise what was expected. Jimmy, all business, jumped up and put the closed sign on the door. After pulling the drapes across the window he ominously unbuckled his belt. His jeans hit the floor and he kicked his boots off, before peeling down his yellow-stained briefs. Jane slid off the bench and kneeled on the dirty floor, visibly nervous and skittish. Her eyes widened when she caught sight of Jimmy's huge fat cock and massive nuts hanging in an over-sized hairy ball sack. She seemed to gasp and moan at the same time when confronted by the size of his organ; which was seriously huge! Shuffling on all fours over to the stool, Jane positioned herself in front of the stool supporting Jimmy's naked hairy ass and fat stomach. The parlour became noticeably hot and humid and I experienced a wave of nausea when the smell of Jimmy's unwashed crotch hit me. It was a kind of sweaty rancid buttery smell. It momentarily slowed Jane down as well and her nostrils flared as she positioned herself between his legs. Her white skin contrasted sharply with the tanned biker and her pendulous all-natural breasts looked like two big ripe melons as she shimmied closer and assumed a kneeling position between his legs.
She quickly glanced at me over her shoulder with a hint of desperation but I smiled and nodded. Nibbling on her lower lip, she turned back to Jimmy. In a shallow voice she croaked, 'thank you for the ink work Jimmy, can I swallow your cum as payment?'
Jimmy grinned exposing a row of nicotine stained teeth. There were no pretensions in this stuffy tattoo parlour, Jane had received a service and was now expected to compensate the artist. She seemed to steel herself before assuming the role of 'cum slut', readying herself to service cock and balls. Jimmy turned to me and winked before lewdly leaning back and spreading his thick hairy legs. Jane, accepting the non-verbal cue, leaned in, overcame the pungent odour and fastened her lips onto his ball sack. She sucked in one of his large hanging nuts before releasing it with a 'pop' noise and going for the other. Nudging the second testicle, the sweet cheesy taste must have hit her as I noticed she wrinkled her nose and momentarily gagged; however she steadied herself and proceeded to lather his cock and balls with wet squelchy noises. Her wash-cloth like tongue seemed to bury itself in and under his scrotum and then popup and wrap snake-like around his cock. She kneaded his balls with both hands while puckering her lips into a rosebud and running it up and down the huge vein on the underside of his cock. Jimmy's low hum turned into an audible groan when Jane popped his swollen purple helmet into her mouth. After an unsuccessful attempt at deep-throating, failing due to the huge girth of his member, Jane dived back down to his hairy ball sack. However she again hesitated, when Jimmy leaned back, adjusted his ass on the chair & opened up his ass crack for her attentions. At this point, I noticed the dirty pair of jocks complete with a brown skid mark on the floor and felt a momentary pang of guilt for putting her in this position. Evidently, Jimmy was not a fan of regular showers and hygiene. Any guilt was quickly extinguished however when Jane leaned in and began rimming the biker's asshole with long wet strokes of her saliva-soaked tongue. A change seemed to come over Jane as she gradually got more and more into the sheer depravity of the situation. Jane now seemed to revel in the funk as she arched her back, clawed his butt cheeks apart and mashed her face in his dirty unwashed crevice.
'Man, your girlfriend is good!' Jimmy commented. Close to cumming, Jimmy grabbed a fist full of her hair and told her to put out her tongue.
Having tongue-washed his crotch, Jane now prepared to receive a mouthful of sticky sperm. She looked up with a mascara-smeared face covered in saliva and obediently rolled out her tongue in the familiar spoon-shape.
'You ready for a sticky load bitch?' he exclaimed.
Jane, with watery eyes and runny nose nodded, 'Unh huh', just as Jimmy grunted and dumped his load.
'FUCK' he exclaimed as his huge hairy balls constricted in his sack and one thick squirt of lumpy greyish-white yoghurt plopped onto her flat outstretched tongue followed quickly by two more. Easily half a cup of ball butter pooled on her tongue in a lumpy pile with a large drip overflowing and running over her lower lip and chin. It was a seriously impressive load by any account. After he finished milking the leftover cum out of his cock, Jimmy used his saliva-covered cock to paint the overflow on her chin back into her mouth. Meanwhile, Jane, demonstrating her composite oral cum skills, threw her head back and gurgled the mouthful before pushing it out slowly over her lips ready for the camera. I didn't miss the opportunity to capture the photographic evidence of another disgusting debauch. By the third snap, Jane gulped the curdled load down and sucked the slop off her chin before licking her lips clean. She wiped her face with the back of both hands before looking up at us with a wide-eyed innocent look.
'Wow that was a big load... Good cum.' She sputtered.
