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."
Jessica slapped Suzie's ass checks with the long dildo a couple of times and smirked.
"You just can't get enough, can you, you dumb slut?"
She shoved the back of Suzie's head, pushing her forward, then she grabbed Suzie's waist and pulled her back, lowering and lining her ass up before shoving her cock inside Suzie's waiting vagina, so ready now to be fucked by her lover, her roommate, her dom.
A secret thrill whistled through Suzie's mind.
She'd just turned gay a few days ago, and she already had two female lovers.
How many more would she get, a slut like her?
She licked her lips at the thought of more pussy, desperately wanting to taste mistress again, but mistress was busy fucking her dumb cunt, and her drooling mouth would have to wait.
Suzie's head lowered to the countertop, but Jessica yanked her hair, pulling her head up so that she could see her pretty little retarded face in the mirror.
Suzie was so beautiful, she thought. My girl's so beautiful.
Her cheeks rose high on her face, squarish and long, a long high forehead topping her subtly arched eyebrows, sculpted thin and long, over heavy-lidded, half-closed eyes, which usually appeared bored but were now filled with the glassy, glossy heat of lust, of getting her pussy stuffed by her lover's fantastically gorgeous cock.
Three bars pierced the eyebrow on her left, and two rings pierced the eyebrow on her right.
Her mouth drooped open, and spit ran down the corners of her pink lips, collecting on the countertop below her face.
Suzie was a little larger than Jessica, and her body a little more curvaceous, a little more full, but they shared the same hair color, even before they both bleached theirs almost to platinum, and the same hair length, falling in scattered and tangled sheets from the countless hours of having sex, both of them, throughout their apartment.
