Marked

As the arms carried Jessica down the corridor, her mind raced. She tried to stop the aggression toward Markle, as it had started to escalate the situation. She felt slightly better, as she realised her career was based on reputation. All she needed to do was win this case, report it to another news outlet and she could clear her name and restore her fame, maybe even make it better! She smiled as she was carried down the corridor, all she needed to do was escape and find Vanessa.

The arms brought her inside a very colourful room. Each wall of the small room was decorated with waves of different colors. Jessica was hung spread like an eagle against the far back wall, all for of her limbs pointed to a corner of the room.

Markle strolled in, angry as ever. "My plaything doesn't deserve clothes, remove them. "Oh come on!! I just got these back!!" Jessica shrieked as the arms once again peeled her tight clothes off her body. Within seconds she was naked. Angrily, Jessica glared at Markle. "Good, now I just need to press a few buttons and... voila!" Markle slammed her big fingers on multiple buttons with the terminal she stood by.

A mechanical arm came out of the wall directly infront of Jessica and slithered it's way over to her like a snake. It carried a strange device in it's hand. Jessica shrieked and panicked, it was a tattoo gun! As the needle peirced her skin above her big tits, Jessica howled in agony. It felt like hours as the needle swished and swayed across her chest.

After a painful fifteen minutes, the tattoo was complete and the hand slithered away. Jessica hung, defeated and glanced down at her new tattoo. Once she figured out what it said, she howled with anger. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!!!" She shrieked. 'Madam Markle's plaything' had been written across her chest in a basic font.

Markle clapped her hands with joy. "Amazing! My robot tattoo artist works! It looks exactly how I customised it to look!" She joyfully cheered. "Amazing!!?? It looks fucking dreadful!!" Jessica shrieked angrily. "Consider that mercy compared to what my machine is capable of.." Markle threatened, a reminder of the power she held.

Jessica nodded her head, she had to play along or else she'd never be in a condition to restore her career...