A Tattoo to Celebrate her Victory

Stacy was feeling high as a kite. She had just won a title match against her longtime rival and wanted to commemorate her victory. She defeated her opponent with a butt slam to the kisser. So she decided to have the words “KISS MY ASS” tattooed in bold gothic text right above her butt.

She stepped into the tattoo parlor a tight black tshirt and ripped jeans. She steeped into the curtained corner and stripped out of her jeans and panties. Stacy worked hard keeping her pale ass toned. But she didn’t just want to show if off to anyone. The athletic star was actually quite shy, in opposition to her tough public persona.

Stacy had emailed her favorite female tattoo artist Katie K the week before. She was the only person Stacy trusted to ink her body. Not to mention see her pants-less.

She heard the curtain pull back behind her, she turned and was shocked to see a pudgy hipster bro with a unkempt beard. She gasped and hid her snatch with her hands.

“What the fuck?” Stacy cried “You’re not my tattoo artist!”

“Relax sweetie, Kate called out last minute. I’m Kyle, I’m doing you’re tattoo today.”

“Then I’ll just reschedule, I want KATE to do my tattoo, not some random creep.”

“Look, Kate is booked solid. We can do this today, or you can wait three months for her next opening.” He say down and gestured for her to lay down on the cushioned table. “Tell you what, let me ink you and I’ll give you my ‘cutie with a Booty’ discount.”

Kyle smirked as her leered her up and down. He was clearly enjoying having this beautiful and athletic woman shrinking from him. Stacy grit her teeth and pulled her hands away from her crotch, making a defiant pose.

“Fuck the discount. Let’s just get this over with.” Stacy laid down, buns up, on the massage table. The greasy creep let out a low whistle as he got a close look at her perfectly toned ass. Stacy felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment.

‘It’ll all be worth it for my new tattoo’ she thought as she felt the needle start on her skin.