Just like with Haley.

Claire continued to lick and kiss Jessica's body and finally brought her to orgasm. Jessica collapsed on the bed, panting and sweating, while Claire sat up, feeling a mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction.

Jessica turned to Claire and smiled. “So, what do you think? Do you want some tattoos and piercings too?” she asked, pointing to her own heavily tattooed and pierced body.

Claire hesitated, thinking of her husband and his conservative views. But Jessica seemed to read her mind, leaned over and whispered: “Come on, Claire. Jamal likes his women tattooed and pierced. And you won't be getting any more **** from his gang if you don't join in.”

Claire's eyes widened at the mention of Jamal and his gang. She knew they were not to be trifled with. With a sinking feeling, she realized that Jessica was right. If she wanted to keep getting **** from the gang, she would have to adapt to their expectations.

“Good,” she said resignedly. “Let's get some tattoos and piercings.”

Jessica grinned and climbed off the bed, got dressed and led Claire out of the apartment to the tattoo parlor of Darius, a notorious gang member and tattoo artist.

As they entered the parlor, Claire couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. She knew she was making a deal with the devil, but she saw no other way out.

Darius greeted Jessica warmly and regarded Claire with a critical eye. “What can I do for you, girls?” he asked with a hint of a smile on his lips.

“We want some tattoos and piercings,” Jessica said, holding up her arms to show off her own tattoo. “And we want them now.”

Darius smiled, nodded and motioned for them to sit down. Claire sat down, her heart pounding as she waited for the needle to pierce her skin. She knew this was only the beginning of a dangerous and slippery path. But she had already gone too far to turn back now.

As Darius began to pierce Claire's pubic area with a huge Queen of Spades tattoo, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of pain and arousal. The needle pricked her skin, making her flinch and gasp, but at the same time she felt a tingling sensation run through her body.

She had never done anything like this before and the taboo nature of the situation only heightened the excitement. She looked over at Jessica, who was watching with a wicked grin on her face. Claire Jessica was enjoying the whole thing, but she couldn't bring herself to care. The **** and the thrill of the moment had taken over and she was powerless to fight it.

When Darius finished with the tattoo and began to work on her nipples, twisting and piercing them with barbells, Claire couldn't help but let out a low moan. The pain was intense, but it was also incredibly arousing. She could feel her body reacting to the piercings and she knew she was losing herself in the pleasure of the moment.

When Darius had finished, Claire stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. The Queen of Spades tattoo was emblazoned on her pubic area and the barbells on her nipples glistened in the light. She felt like a different person, as if she had crossed a line that could never be undone.

Jessica grinned at her, stood up and admired her own tattoo and piercings. “Come on, Claire,” she said, grabbing her arm. “Let's show off our new looks.”

Claire followed Jessica out of the salon and onto the street, feeling a mixture of excitement and anxiety. She knew she had made a deal with the devil, but she couldn't help but feel proud of her new tattoos and piercings. She was a different person now, a person who was willing to take risks and push boundaries. And as she walked down the street, she couldn't help but feel that this was just the beginning of a wild and exciting journey.