Saturday's arrival

The next day was fairly normal for the loving couple. Griffin was able to work on his next article from home, but Melody went to work like normal. As the day wore on, they kept in contact with the occasional text. As the end of her shift approached, he started to prepare to cook dinner when another text came in.

**Be a little late**

No explanation was needed, so he just sighed and stopped when he had everything set up. He figured she would text again once she was headed home. With the extra time, he decided to go on Greg's Fetlife. Amelia had shared his profile information (AlphaBully) the day before, so he found it easily, sent a friend request and selected to follow the profile. There were several pictures of different women posted, along with multiple videos. Griffin easily found the pictures and video that had been taken of Melody. It was a bit of a turn on that Greg had put her own there like this. In his status page he had even listed her as one of his subs.

Moving from Greg's page, Griffin went to to Amelia's. She was using the name GigglySlut for her name. She had plenty of her own pictures and videos, though some where tagged as being under orders from AlphaBully. That made him have a thought. He jumped over to Melody's page. She had him listed as her pet, but herself as Greg's sub. He had known she had added a few more pictures the last few days that were lewder than the stuff she had originally had, but he hadn't minded. He hadn't noticed her change in her status though. He felt that he should be upset, but honestly he was a lot more excited than angry.

**Buzz buzz**

**Buzz buzz**

Griffin checked his messages and saw the first was a normal text. She was headed home. The second was a picture of her face. Melody had a dreamy look on her cum covered face. He quickly refreshed her page and saw a new picture had been added with the caption **My Bull decided to mark my face today** written under it. Griffin went back to Greg's page to find the same picture had been added there as well. This time the caption read **Marking my newest slut.**

Griffin wished he had time to jerk off, but decided to focus on getting dinner ready. When Melody arrived a while later, her face was clean but the dreamy smile was still there. As they ate, she described to him how Greg had bent her over his desk and fucked her from behind before finishing on her face. He knew that the next day would be the first real night that Melody would have with Greg and found himself hoping that they could have a good time. After dinner, they went to bed together and made love slowly. She held him for a long time before she had to go shower. Saturday would be a big day.

Melody woke bright and early. Too early. She was nervous and she knew it. Greg was fun and Griffin seemed to be into it, but she still had some lingering doubts. With any luck, Greg would pound those doubts out of her later that night. She blushed deeply at that dirty thought. She had always had these fantasies, but never knew how amazing it could be to actually do them. Plus... She had realized that another fantasy had been hidden deep down that she hadn't known about. She had a major "Sleep with the boss" fantasy and getting to fulfill it was really doing things to her that she hadn't expected. Her heart truly belonged to Griffin, but she was so glad he was letting another man have reign over her body.

She got ready for work even though it was a few hours early, using the spare time to pack a few things in an overnight bag. She a change of cloths, some sexy lingerie, and some make up. Griffin was still sleeping peacefully and she took a few moments to watch him sleep. His soft breathing and content face... She loved him so much and truly hoped he could handle the night ahead of him. With little else to do, she wrote a quick note to reassure him of her love before leaving for work early. Leaving for her Bull early.

**Later that day**

Work was nearly over. She had been texting Griffin most of the day because in less than an hour, she would have to stop for the night. It was hard to send those last few messages, telling him goodnight and goodbye, but he told her it was ok and to enjoy herself. She promised to take lots of pictures to show him later and give him all the details. Time went slowly. Ever so slowly. One after another, coworkers called it quits for the night and made their way for the door. Finally, she was the last one there. She didn't hear the door to Greg's office open, but felt someone behind her only a moment before hands were on her shoulders. She gave a slight jump and quickly tried to relax as he leaned down to growl in her ear.

"Tonight, you belong to me. Did you say your goodnight to him?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good girl. I'm texting you an address. Take your own car and meet me there."

Her phone buzzed as she got up and followed him to the door. Once he had locked up for the night, he headed for the back of the building to his jeep while she climbed into her car and punched the address into her GPS. After a moment, her phone popped up the directions as well as the name of the establishment. She was going to be meeting him at Dark Desires Tattoo and Piercing parlor. Heat rushed through her at the thought. He was really going to mark her.

Melody drove without the radio on. She needed the silence as she mentally prepared herself for the things to come. The parlor was fifteen minutes from the office, but with light traffic and a little **** speeding, she reached it in ten. Greg's jeep was nowhere to be seen. It took another ten minutes before he pulled into the lot and parked beside her. When he got out, he handed her a black bag with a box inside it.

"This is for Griffin."

She looked inside and remembered the other order. It was the chastity belt. It was made of leather, featuring a key lock with a netted jock area. It would give him better room than a normal male chastity cage, but still probably be uncomfortable. She couldn't quite picture it on him, but really wanted to see him try it. With a slight nod, she set it in her car before following Greg into the parlor.

"Greg! Got another I see," said the very large and very heavily tattooed man behind the counter."

"Sure do. Melody, this is Viper. He is part of the local biker chapter and a long time friend. I bring all of my subs here to be marked."

"It's nice to meet you," she said meekly as she shook his hand.

"Heh, I'm sure. You're in for a treat if he's marking you now. My wife loved her first night with him."

"W-wait? Your wife?"

"Heh yep. Lasted for about a year before we backed out to start a family. So, what color?"

"Color?"

"Belly piercing right? You get to choose a color."

"Um... Green?"

"Gotcha."

Viper took something out of the front case and led her and Greg into another room where she was put into a chair to await her fate. Viper took the time to properly clean and sterilize his equipment and had her lift her shirt. She lifted just enough to show her belly off, but Greg walked over and jerked her shirt up enough to show off her chest. She gasped in surprise and Viper gave an appreciative whistle. This was followed by Greg reaching under her to unlatch her bra and pull it aside.

"Very nice my man. Always love getting to see the good when I do this for you."

She blushed as Viper lined up his equipment. There was a moment of pain, but when she looked down, she could see a stud, and lower a sparkling green stone set into another metal stud. It was large enough to almost completely fill her belly button. Viper wiped away the little trickle of blood while giving her care instructions. Then he suddenly leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth and suckled at it. Her yelp of protest quickly became a moan of pleasure. She looked over at Greg to find him taking her other nipple into his mouth as well. She moaned lustily, loving the attention of the two large men. Viper's hand snaked down to fondle her pussy but Greg grabbed his wrist to stop him.

"That's mine my friend. You'll get your turn another day."

"Heh, no complaints here bud. New video tonight?"

"Or in the morning. Melody, time to go."

"Yes Sir," she said a husky voice