Now that a wire ran all the way through her digestive tract, a very weak electrical current could cause her extraordinary pain.Next, the guard brought...forward a tattooing needle. He stepped behind her and began working on her back. When he stepped away the numbers 5 4 9 were visible in dark black ink painted between her shoulder blades. Now he knelt at her knees. Mary flinched as he stabbed his needle into her belly, just above her waist. Soon 5 4 9 read across her lower belly as well.“Your. My heart sunk. There were a million chores I would have chosen over painting. I hate painting. I turned around and started to walk away, but he took hold of me and swatted me once on the behind. I half-expected it and turned back to him with a mixture of resignation and gratitude that he was going to help me do something that I needed to do.The house we were living in at the time had been built in the early seventies and the rec-room showed it. Burnt-orange and off-yellow hadn't been in-style. Mom quickly opened her eyes, let go of my dick, trying to get out of my firm hug only then realizing who she talked to all this time... but not getting a chance to discuss anything she ran to pull the dinner out of the oven and I stepped backwards, getting out of her way, all the while feeling a bit guilty if I ruined moms dinner.... I stood there looking at her trying to save what could have been saved. She was all over the kitchen as I didnt move a muscle worrying not to make any more mess.... I returned my hand to massage his balls, starting to pay attention to the "lost inch" of his hard cock that his balls concealed, and slowly starting to work my way up to the base, where a cock finally frees itself from the balls entrapment. I moved back towards his belly, exploring the sharp crease his hard cock made where it attached, and slowly began enclosing my fingers around the base of his dick, making sure to barely grip it. "Glow in the dark is a bit silly I think, and this fruit.