Cornfed Anna was lying in the black leather and chrome metal piercing chair. She had been plucked from a crowd of 20 or more tourists at Tabitha's tattoo and piercing shop. Cornfed Anna was mesmerized by my Anna's exposed pussy, three rings set in her hood covering her clit, and now it was her turn.
I told Cornfed Anna she would be getting her clit, belly button, nipples, and tongue pierced. She jumped like a spring now into the chair the instant it was empty.
Cornfed Anna was lying on her bag, legs spread in the stirrups, arms spread, and head propped up. She was watching all the action as the group of tourists looked on in amazement. Tabitha cleaned all the instruments, opened new items, and I set my phone on another table to record Cornfed Anna's procedure.
I stood next to Cornfed Anna as Tabitha produced some huge 16-inch-long commercial scissors. I whispered in her ear, 'what will she do with those. Cut all your clothes off? Leave you nude in the chair. Clothes in shambles. The tourists will enjoy looking at your fresh body. Exposed. Pierced. Do you cum easily.'
Cornfed Anna moaned, trembled, and licked her lips. Her eyes never left the eyes of the tourists.
Tabitha took the scissors, cut up both sides of the flowered sundress and pulled it off. Cornfed Anna lifted her hips slightly to allow Tabitha to remove the shredded cloth. Tabitha balled it up in her hands and tossed it in the same garbage can as Anna's wet panties.
I moved in again and whispered, 'pussy? Or tits? What should we show the hungry tourists? Are you wet, are you gushing, do you want to rub yourself?'
Tabitha used the scissors to cut away Cornfed Anna's white cotton panties. They were exactly what I had expected to see. Normal, cotton, white, and full coverage. But now. Gone. Her pussy exposed.
Cornfed Anna had never touched a hair. Full grown, blond hair, inches long from the front of her stomach, covering her lips, and down to her anus. Tabitha smiled wide.
I knew what was coming next. A very public shave.
I continued to whisper, 'wow. Untouched. Tabitha will now shave you. Hairless. Smooth. Fully exposed. Are you a virgin? Anal virgin? Mouth virgin?'
Cornfed Anna stated, "I've never been touched. Never been penetrated."
I responded, 'that is a shame. Your body is beautiful, soft, tantalizing, and made for fun. Your nerves are on fire. Your pussy is throbbing. Your juice is flowing and making a puddle. Soon your tits will be exposed. You will be completely naked for the eyes of 20 men, women, and strangers.'
Cornfed Anna was sweating, she licked the sweat from her lips, her eyes locked on the crowd. Tabitha made quick work of Cornfed Anna's pussy hair. Now smooth I could see her juices running down her pussy lips, onto the chair, and drip to the floor.
Tabitha handed me the scissors and I cut away Cornfed Anna's bra. I cut both sides and then pulled away the cups. Her perky C-cup stood proud. No movement and her pink nipples were excited and pointing towards the ceiling.
Tabitha ran her hands up and down Cornfed Anna's thighs, stomach, tits, and neck. It was not often an 18-year-old virgin of such quality laid down for the whole kit of piercings so willingly. I took Anna's phone and took a few pictures. Tabitha did as well and asked if we had time for any tattoos. I shrugged and stated, 'maybe a rose or two above her pussy but off to the side by her hip.'
Tabitha stated, "too Nickelodeon. Too commercial. I will think on it."
The first piercing was Cornfed Anna's hood. A 2-inch wide 8 gauge gold ring was set in place with large steel pliers. Tabitha mentioned it would be nearly impossible to open such a large ring ever again after she set it. Cornfed Anna nearly passed out hearing the ring was permanent. I had told Tabitha to make the ring 'huge'. Tabitha liked the idea.
Next came the belly button. A small "C" shaped ring went through the flesh and dangled nicely. It was small, 12 gauge and 1 inch long. The best part was Cornfed Anna's nipples. They were medium sized, thick, and pink.
Tabitha set two long barbells. Each two inches wide. With 1/2 inch balls and the ends. They were way too oversized, they looked wrong, they poked out, and I knew they would show through every shirt, bra, and sweater that Cornfed Anna would wear. They were not permanent but screwed on.
Last but not least was Cornfed Anna's tongue. She was now panting, sweating, and her eyes fixed on the crowd. Did she feel the pain? Did she enjoy the pain? Was she horny from the exposure, the piercing, or the control?
My Anna came over, stuck her tongue out and told Cornfed Anna to pick which placement she wanted to be pierced. My Anna previously had three tongue piercings installed. For the first time Cornfed Anna took her eyes off the crowd, pointed to the one in the near tip of her tongue, and stated "That one."
Her voice was barely above a whisper, and it was ragged sounding. Tabitha used a long set of pliers, seized Cornfed Anna's tongue, and shoved a needle through it. Some of my questions were answered. Cornfed Anna "got off on pain." Her legs thrashed, her tits bounced, her pussy juice flowed, and her head bounced off the head rest.
The tourist crowd clapped, cheered, and watched Cornfed Anna orgasm under their hungry eyes.
After Cornfed Anna regained some composure Tabitha secured a gold stud in her tongue. Cornfed Anna made no attempt to get up, move, or cover herself. Her spread legs, exposed pierced pussy, and pierced tits were there for all to see.
Tabitha explained the process of cleaning and maintaining each piercing. Each one required a different method, bandage, and treatment. Cornfed Anna stated her purse was left on the counter when I pulled her in. I looked around and it was not found. Cornfed Anna groaned. She was a tourist. She was staying at a hotel nearby. Her wallet, cell phone, ID, and hotel card key were in her purse. She was alone.
Cornfed Anna had not heard when I told Tabitha that I would pay for her piercings and jewelry. Tabitha began to accuse Cornfed Anna of theft, deception, and she would call the cops. I looked at Tabitha confused, and she winked at me. Cornfed Anna was looking around in desperation as the tourists began to leave. The show was no longer as entertaining.
Tabitha grabbed Cornfed Anna by the hair, drug her over to an office, and shoved her on her knees. The plain white man in his 40's walked out. He was Tabitha's master. I had learned this before. They discussed Cornfed Anna's situation. Cornfed Anna cried, begged, and pleaded.
Tabitha stated, "You have two options. Us or them." Tabitha pointed to her and her master or to Anna and I.
Tabitha stated, "You will work for us. You will be our personal prostitute. You will fuck, suck, and degrade yourself for money to pay off your debt. You owe us 3k for the procedure and jewelry."
Cornfed Anna continued to cry louder and louder.
My Anna walked up calmly, whispered into Cornfed Anna's ear. I could not hear what my Anna told her but she stated "Her. That one. Them. Not you two!"
Cornfed Anna jumped up on her feet, ran to me, wrapped her arms around me, and hugged me so tightly I thought she would never let go. My Anna smiled wickedly. What had she told her I wondered?
Cornfed Anna begged for my help. She stuttered trying to think of a way to pay my back. She had little money, but it was gone now. Stolen with her purse. She could call her parents but how would she explain her situation. Her parents, her father, her church, her town. They would all know.
I asked Cornfed Anna how longed she had intended to visit Vegas, "Two weeks was her response."
I told Cornfed Anna she would be my personal servant, 'No sex. No sucking. No degradation. Only cleaning my apartment, grocery shopping, and basic things.'
Cornfed Anna agreed quickly. I picked up my phone, paid for the piercings, and told Cornfed Anna to get back in the chair. Confused but agreeable she climbed back into the chair and spread her legs. Her virgin pussy on full display again.
My Anna, Tabitha, and I put our heads together to think of tattoos. Degrading pussy, anal, and slave tattoos were loudly talked about in front of Cornfed Anna. She lay there trembling. I finally asked what her favorite flower was and of course, "A red rose" was her favorite. How normal. Tabitha picked out a standard 5 inch tall 3-inch-wide red rose.
In 1 hour, she tattooed it just about her clit and on her pubic hair area. It was red, it was green, it had thorns. A standard red rose was tattooed on her.
I paid for the tattoo, and we set to leave. Cornfed Anna panicked, she was naked except for her shoes, and was unsure what we were going to do. I told her, 'Walk to the car. I don't have any spare clothes. Yours are shredded and in the trash.'