Note: In
A Prelude to Tattoos
, Jessica overthrows Suzie's mind. In this story, she enjoys some of the benefits of that overthrow. Since there's no actual mind control used in this story, Lesbian Sex seems the most appropriate category for this short chapter.
I
The tattoos were beautiful, Suzie thought as she studied herself in the bathroom mirror. She'd had them for at least three days now. Or so she thought. It was hard to say exactly. Jessica had kept her under almost continually since she got home, she had no real way of telling just how much time had gone by. Besides, she was kind of dumb, Suzie was. Kind of ditzy. A typical blonde.
She stared at herself, in love with what she saw.
So hot.
So lesbian.
So very, very slutty.
Her hips were round and wide, her legs long and curvy at her thighs and calves, her boobs were full and pear-shaped, nipples pierced with brass studs, her hair long and bleached.
Jessica said it helped her look more stupid, the bleach blonde hair, and Suzie came just hearing that.
She came so easily nowadays.
She watched her hand slip to the cleft between her legs to stroke her hot, wet cunt, her cuntlips practically wrapping themselves around her fingers as her greedy little hole sucked her middle, and her ring finger, and her index finger into her fuckhole.
She loved her vagina so much. Her sensitive clit, her labia, so quickly swollen, hanging from her pussy like little udders, she looked like an animal. She was an animal, an animal in perpetual heat for her own sex, and she loved it. She gripped the bathroom counter with her left hand and leaned over, still looking at her face in the mirror, her stupid face, as another orgasm swept over her, ravaging what remained of her mind.
Her thighs squeezed her hand like a vice, and little high-pitched squeals squirted from her mouth.
"Uhn. Uhn. Uhn."
At that moment, Jessica entered, nude except high black heels and a black dildo swinging from her groin, strapped around her ass and waist by black leather studded with chrome and linked by chrome buckles.
A long tattoo of two women clinging to each other ran from her sternum to mons, and her lips were pierced.
Just like Suzie's lips.
Two brass rings in her bottom lip.
Suzie said they'd look good, the stupid thing, but when Jessica thought about it, she decided that Suzie was right.
They did look good.
So lesbian. So totally dyke.
She stood behind Suzie, still heaving from her orgasm, lined up the bulbous tip of her fake cock to Suzie's behind and asked, "Asshole or cunt, you stupid bitch?"
Suzie groaned.
"Cunt first," she grunted. "Then ass. Please. Hurry."