On a miss, you get tied up and pierced.

Mark brought the car to a stop in a seedy section of the city; Lily could make out few store signs as many were covered in spray paint. He directed her out of the vehicle which Lily hesitantly did, dressed as she was it seemed a little dangerous. Heedless of her fear, Mark took her by the arm and guided her into the nearest shop whose sign proclaimed it to be some kind of tattoo parlor: the Tag and Pierce. Inside, the store looked no better with a worn out, poorly padded chair in the center and various photographs, badly faded, on the walls depicting naked women with various tattoos and markings. A shudder crept up Lily's spine, and she gripped Mark's arm tighter. She had a bad feeling about what was about to happen next.

The owner came out from the back and smiled at the sight of Lily's nubile body displayed so wantonly beneath the sheer and silky layers of her dress. He nodded at Mark who handed him a couple of large bills. Lily was dimly aware of the exchange, her focus instead on how all the women in the pictures were gagged and strapped to the chair. Looking closer, she realized that many of them looked like they had been photographed in mid scream with tears streaming their faces. Lily was about to say something when a large pink ball gag was **** into her mouth from behind. She was so stunned by the sudden attack that she didn't resist whoever it was strapping it into place, preventing her from calling out for help.

Next, Lily felt hands stripping the dress from her body, leaving her exposed to the cold air of the shop. Everything was happening to fast her to make sense of it all and resist properly. Instead, she appeared a willing participant in her ****, standing dumbstruck. Coarse ropes wrapped around her breasts sucking the wind out of her as they were tied tightly to **** her small, pert mounds outwards. The pain was too much, and she tried to scream, muffled by the ball gag. The ropes continued to be maneuvered over her perfect pink cunt, digging into the slit painfully. Losing balance, Lily was **** into the chair where her bondage was completed. The ones around her breasts were connected as tightly as possible to the ones going around her back, waist, and pussy. Her hands were bound to the chair along with her legs.

Testing her bonds, the tattoo artist tugged on the ropes sending new levels of pain through Lily's sensitive body. It was almost too much to bear, and she could already see stars at the edge of her vision. Mark sat idly by, watching her squirm with a sadistic smile on his face. Lily couldn't believe that he would expose her and leave her in the hands of a stranger. The shame was sending unwanted arousal to Lily's cunt. The entire scene was too much to bear. It was going to get worse though, and Lily was unprepared for the sudden sting of pain through her left breast. Lily gave out another muffled scream and her eyes began to roll into the back of her head as another hot needle was lanced through her right nipple.

Liquid was forming between Lily's legs as her submissive tendencies pushed her body near an undesired climax. Her cheeks were flushed red in shame though she was more concerned with getting free. Unable to escape, she was fitted with a pair of golden rings that were blow torched shut; she was now forever marked as a slut. Moving between her legs, the man pushed a finger into her previously untouched womanhood and began to deftly move it around, careful not to break her hymen. The pain in her breasts and violation of her body drew more liquid which poured outwards into a stream. Her pink pearl was then teased from its hood by the man's thumb only to be lanced as well. A small bell was then fitted into it.

Lily was too tired to struggle though her mind was pleading to be let go...