When she asked me, with a look of terror in her eyes, what I planned ondoing about her work, I told her that we would discuss that afterbreakfast, whi...h really started my juices flowing! So it was time toreaffirm my status as Alpha Dog..."What is your name?" I inquired... no response. "I still have 911 dialedup," I threatened. With that, she crossed her legs, and rose her hand."You do not have to raise your hand to answer me, it is only when youwant to start the conversation, that you need to. "Okay sweetie, I need you to slide to the edge of the table and spread your legs for me." She instructed me.I did what was told of me while she sat on a small stool in between my legs."Okay you are going to feel a little pin pricks." She said as the buzzing of her tattoo gun began.At first it stung like hell, but than I began to kind of like the mixture of pain and the vibrations of her gun. The combine feelings made my clit tingle with excitement.While Christine worked on my tattoo, we chatted. “That’s it, baby,” I hear You say. “Show them what a good girl Daddy has.” I nod and begin to suck His cock while moving my hips against the cock inside my cunt. The hand on my clit presses harder and faster. Soon, we are all three cumming hard. I swallow all the cum in my mouth and feel the hot cum in my pussy ooze out. “That’s enough for today, boys,” You tell them. “Thanks, Glenn,” they say in unison. “We’ll get the other deer back for You,” one of them adds. I am still on my hands and. The massage becomes more and more vigorous until I feel your orifice tense and spasm against my chin and you let out a moan.I’m afraid I can’t let you cum, that would defy the whole point of your punishment. A pity as I was really enjoying myself. I stand up, wipe my face and grab the belt which leaves a moist patch on your tummy where the tip had licked up your juices and deposited them on your tight body. I sniff the tip and then whip it right down on your engorged, now hyper sensitive clit..