Gia Isn't Done Getting Work Today

Margosha got up and went over to a nearby counter only to freeze.

Turning around she saw Gia panting, the piercing gun being switched from hand to hand as she provoked another clearly pleasurable scream from herself.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” Margosha shouted in a hightly panicked voice as Gia calmly installed the new barbells in her nipples.

“I told you, these are special piercings. I couldn’t wait.” Fondling her breasts Gia purred softly in bliss. “How do they look?” Gia asked, leaning back alluringly, pressing her breasts out.

Margosha was flabbergasted, she didn’t know how to respond. Her mind struggled to think that maybe this was Robby’s issue, part of her mind was struggling not to stare at the nipples in a twisted aroused fascination as her first ever thoughts about sucking on tits emerged.

“Well? Do you want to feel them?” Gia asked getting up and approaching her shocked friend, taking Margosha’s hands and cupping them over her tits. “Sold these to a woman yesterday, she came in today to remark her tits had grown a size.”

Margosha barely heard Gia as she mindlessly massaged the soft flesh, while her friend’s sultry voice seemed to softly tread on Margosha’s ear in husky allure.

“Maybe we can get you a pair. Think of how’d they look under that mess top, nice, full, pert and exposed.” Gia added, brushing her hands across the bra under the mesh top with a smile before turning and strutting away, discarding her skin tight pants with the smooth grace of an exotic dancer.

“Now how about that tattoo?” Gia invited, running a hand across the recent work by Robby as she laid back on the bench and spread her legs. Smiling as she saw Margosha glance towards her pussy.

Feeling strangely flustered Margosha felt her tattooed sleeve seem to tingle pleasurably, rubbing her arm she felt strangely compelled and desirous to do some ink. To touch some skin, she bit her lip as she tried to expel a thoughts about kissing across Gia's flesh as she worked.

“What were you thinking?” Margosha stuttered turning away from Gia as she tried to consciously suppress the torrent of sensations and desires storming within her.

“I want to get more of those rune-like tribal symbols. Your pick.” Gia responded tracing her fingers from either side of the “Devotion" rune to the edge of her legs and up across her hips.

Margosha reached for the new binder, a strange pit forming in her stomach as she opened it and looked at the symbols on the paper. Squinting her eyes, she swore the English words saying their meanings had blurred and changed.

Some voice inside her told her she didn’t want to do this, despite how much she craved to tattoo… Her fingers brushing across the assorted emblems.