Aurélie's torso gets tattooed

Aurélie had been struggling on the tip of her toes for the whole duration of the tattooing while pulling on her arms in an effort to prevent the stocks from strangling her. Her face had turned puffy and red, and covered in beads of sweat. All along she writhed in agony from the deep-derm tattooing needle that went on her belly and chest. She could not even protest or discuss as her lower jaw was forcefully pressed against her upper one. All she could do was whimper and moan through her flared nostrils.

When at last she was allowed to look at the tattoo she was shocked. That cock was so hideous, so gross, so big. There was nothing likeable in it. It was not even well drawn but looked as though it had been drawn by a teen on a public restroom wall. It was totally degrading.

Just as she thought she was going to faint from lack of air, the Doctor lowered the stocks and pushed her on her back. She tried to stand up but the sheer weight of the pieces of wood locked around her neck and wrists was enough to stop her. When the doctor sat on her belly, all hope was gong and with disgust she felt his sweaty cock rest between her heaving boobs, which were falling to her sides pulled down by the big rings adorning her nipples.