I
glance up at the huge man standing over me. He smiles encouragingly and I avert
my gaze. I tap my foot nervously, waiting for him to begin. Sweat trickles down
the back of my neck and I lick my suddenly dry lips.
“Ready?”
My
head snaps up and I hold his stare. I know he can see the fear in my eyes.
“I
guess”
I
watch him prepare his…instrument and flinch at the slap of latex against skin.
This is it. I’m really doing this.
“Virgin,
huh?”
“Yeah”
“Just
relax”
Yeah…says
the stranger I’m about to let change me, my body forever. He shifts my legs and
positions himself between them. My hands
begin to shake and I can hardly breathe. My heart hammers in my ears, drowning
out all other sound. He grabs my thigh and then comes the piercing pain. I cry
out at the initial shock and he stills.
“You
ok?”
I
nod and motion for him to continue. I close my eyes because I can’t watch. He
moves slowly, trying his best to acclimate me to the feeling. And then, it
starts to feel better. My heart is still pounding and my breathing irregular
but the pain is bearable. He moves faster now, with sure and steady strokes,
occasionally sliding his fingers over my skin. Feigning bravery, I take a peek.
His brows are furrowed in concentration and a single drop of sweat rolls down the
side of his face. He moves in and out, side to side, up and down, working my
malleable flesh. Time drags on and it seems to go on for hours. I bite my lip,
holding in the sounds trying to escape me. From the look on his face, I’d say
he’s almost done. I close my eyes tightly, waiting for him to finish. It goes
quiet. I look down and cringe at the sight of my own blood on the latex. He
removes it and tosses it into the trash.
“How
was that?”
“Not
as bad as I thought it would be”
“Is
it everything you wanted?”
“Exactly
the way I wanted it”
I
trace the design on my thigh and smile at Ed.
“See?
Your first tattoo wasn’t so bad”
What were you thinking?? Naughty, naughty... :)
~~~~Alana~~~~
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