Receiving your new tattoo

Early in the morning Butch awoke you with a forceful kick. You double over whimpering in pain. “Get up slut” Butch ordered.

You shakily rise to your feet. “W-what’s happening?” You ask. Butch grins evilly. “You’re full initiation into our ranks as a cumdump”.

Butch puts a finger under your chin and forces you to look up. “You’ll be a good little slut won’t you?”. Though it was phrased as a question you knew it was in fact an order.

“Y-yes Butch. I’ll be good.” You say softly. He smirks. Your nude body is swiftly pushed into a chair.

A gag is quickly pushed into your mouth. Butch and Wally retrieve needles, ink and a gun like contraption. You swallow nervously.

You know what is happening. The tunnel snakes were going to tattoo their brand onto your skin. This somehow excites you. Your cunt begins to leek.

Then it feels like it’s on fire. You barely resist the urge to scream. The bastards had branded the spot just above your pussy! Yet you can’t help but thank them for it.