Yes

"Mark me, Daddy." You could see the certainty in her as she said it.

The three of you exit the car, walking to the entrance to Fallen Angels.

Ding Dong

The bell on the door sounded as three of you entered. Off to the right, you could hear the sound of a tattoo gun. An artist was filling in a large tattoo of an eagle on a biker's back as his friend drank beer next to him.

Coming out of the back was a woman in her mid-40s. She wore a tank top and shorts, showing off her arms and legs, which were covered in a mosaic of images ranging from skulls to the Road Runner.

Coming up to the counter, she introduced herself, "Hi, I'm Angela, and this is my shop. How can I help you?"

Putting your hands on the counter, you say, "Hi Angela, I'm Jason Clarkson." "You point to the girls, saying, 'These lovely ladies are Lili and Beth Anne.' Finishing up, you say, 'As to why we're here, Lili is getting a tattoo."

Angela looks over at Lili, saying, "Okay, you're 18. I take it." Lili nodded, and Angela asked, "So you look like a first-timer, so what were you thinking about?"

Uncomfortable, you lowered your voice, saying, "It's of an intimate nature..."

Angela gave you a second look before replying, "And you would like a woman to do it."

"Exactly." You reply while fighting down the need to look around.

Angela nods, motioning to a station in the back. "If needs be, we can set up a privacy screen. So let's sit down and sketch out what we're doing." The girls head back as Angela grabs your forearm.

Leaning close, she says, "She is your submissive, isn't she?"

You freeze as if you were caught breaking in. Angela smiled, telling you, "And you're new to the scene too, I take it."

You **** out, "Is it that obvious?"

Angela leans close. "I'll let you in on a little secret, sugar." It's not exactly uncommon for Doms to mark their property, especially if it's permanent."

You didn't know what to say about that. Angela and you joined the girls at the workstation. Sitting down, Angela pulled out a paper and pen, saying, "Okay, I'm not here to judge, but are we tattooing her pussy, her ass, or her tits?"

"Her pussy" was your immediate answer.

Angela raised an eyebrow, asking, "And what do you want it to be?"

You find yourself looking away as you hesitantly answer, "Umm, Daddy's Personal Cum Dumpster."

"Uh huh," Angela remarks before turning to Lili, "Is this okay with you?" It is your body."

Lili nods, saying, "I'm okay with it, ma'am."

"Young lady, ma'am, is my mother. I am Angela. Got it?" Lili nods in reply.

Motioning to the chair, Angela says, "Okay, Lili, if you could slither out of your panties and hop up on the chair." I need to look at the work area so I can sketch this out.

Lili gets onto the chair, which Angela manipulates the feet of, spreading her thighs. Then Angela drew up the hem of Lily's skirt, baring her from the waist down.

Picking up her notepad, Angela looked at Lily's hairless quim. "Good, you wax yourself; too much hair would be problematic."

Angela looks at you. "So do you want it on both sides or one side?" Also, how big do you want the lettering?

Put it on the right side, and you should be able to clearly read it from, say, 10 feet. Angela spent a couple of minutes sketching it out before showing it to you. You look over at Lily's exposed vagina, imagining it, before saying, "Okay Angela, let's do it."

Angela opens a drawer and pulls out some cotton and ****. As she cleaned the area Angela remarked,"I must say Lili you have a nice tight looking pussy."

Not knowing what to say, she self-consciously replied, "Thanks."

As if talking to herself, Angela continued, "Too bad it will get stretched out some after he breeds you a time or two."

Not expecting that you make a **** sound. Not looking up from prepping Lily's skin, Angela remarks, "What, in my experience, 9 times out of 10." A dom who does this normally knocks up his submissive at least once."

Finishing up, Angela put away the **** before looking at you. "If you wonder how I know. I also own the storefront next door."

Angela looks over at Beth Anne, who was quietly sitting off to the side. "My oldest, Terri, is managing over there, and we're running a sale on collars."

Pulling out her tattoo gun, Angela hands Lili a large piece of leather. "Now Lili getting tattoos can be painful. And seeing as it's your pussy, you'll be more sensitive. So, bite down on this if you need to. The tattoo is not complicated, so it shouldn't take long."

For the next hour and twenty minutes, Angela went to work. Through it all, Lili didn't squirm too much. And despite moaning in pain several times, Lili took it like a champ.

Looking at the finished work, you loved it. Angela explained the aftercare needed and, leaning close, whispered, "You might want to use a different hole for a few days."

Coming back to the front of the store, you hand Angela your MasterCard, paying 200 dollars for everything. Leaving the store, Beth Anne asked, "How does it feel?"

Lili looks around before confiding, "My pussy feels on fire, and I'm so wet I'm dripping."

You stop, leaning on the storefront, and slowly count to ten. Finally certain of your control, you say, "Follow me, ladies."

Walking over to the entrance for Sinners Sanctum, you enter the store. Looking around, you could see a plethora of items for any legal link you could think of. You saw vibrators, a dizzying display of dildos. You also saw lots of BDSM gear ranging from handcuffs to floggers and gimp masks.

Behind the central counter was a young woman. If you had to peg her age, you would say 26 to 28. She levered herself out of a chair as she was 6 months pregnant, if you had to guess. "Welcome to Sinners Sanctum. I'm Terri."

You shake her hand, saying, "Hi Terri, your mother next door recommends you mention a sale on collars."

Terri studies the three of you before saying, "We have a large selection of collars ranging from those just for play to those for...more long-term interactions."

You could see Beth Anne was almost buzzing with curiosity. You tell her, "Go ahead, browse; if something catches your eye, let me know."

"Thank you, Daddy," Beth Anne titters before wandering over to look at... butt plugs of all things.

Teri calmly observes, "So you're their daddy."

You felt helpless as your face turned beet red; you gave up as Terri said, "Don't worry, Daddy is far from the filthiest thing I've heard uttered here."

An amused Terri leads you past several aisles to where their collars were. "As you see, these are our selection of collars. The ones on the left are ment for play the ones on the right are for longer term including our eternity collars."

Looking at the collars on the right, you saw an all-metal collar that was gold with a heart on the front. "So what's an Eternity Collar?"

Terri smiles, telling you, "What makes this one special is while it is 24-carat gold clad, the core of the collar is solid titanium." Once you insert the male end into the female end of the collar, the only way it will ever come off is by finding the tiny pinhole and inserting a needle."

You look at the collar and transpose it onto Lily's neck in your mind. "I'll take it," you tell the shopkeeper.

Terri looks at you two before saying, "Very well, if you'll follow me."

Heading back to the counter, Lili curiously asked, "Terri, I was wondering how did..."

Terri had obviously answered this question a lot and replied, "Get knocked up." I and my boyfriend were playing Noble and the servant girl at the Ren Faire, and the condom broke."

Lili then asked, "What's it like being pregnant?"

"Thinking about it, are you?" Terri guessed. "Well, the morning sickness blows chunks literally. And I've never been more horny in my life... which sucks because Ted is on deployment."

As the two continue to chat, you excuse yourself, saying, "I'm going to check on Beth Anne."

You wander around and find her looking at ball gags. You notice she was carrying two things. Walking up, you say, "I see something tickled your fancy."

Beth Anne started to blush as she handed you the items. "What do we have here? Kegel balls guaranteed to tighten up your vagina." And a set of beginner butt plugs."

The blush intensified as she babbled, "I've always wondered, and if we ever wanted to, I would like to be prepared."

"Shhhhh," you say, kissing her.

"It's alright; we can get both, but you're already tight."

Beth Anne ducks her head, saying, "I got to thinking about staying as tight as I can after...."

"After I knock you up." You finish for her.

Sheepishly, she says, "I'm not on the pill, and you don't use condoms, so it's going to happen."

You kiss her again, shutting her up. After a five count, you pull back, saying, "Thank you."

Returning to the counter, you whip back out the master card. Heading back to the car, you place your purchases in the trunk. Pulling out of the parking lot, you head to the mall to fill back out Beth Anne's wardrobe.