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She was getting a brand on her skin so the entire world knew she was a slave. Sure she could get it removed, it wouldn't be the first time someone got a tattoo and lasered it away afterwards. But it was the intimacy of what it meant, it wasn't just any tattoo. It was a legal mark of ownership for Conservatives, a way for everyone to know that she belonged to these two. Taking her from being an individual to being property; not just any property - mutual property between two men. Two extremely dangerous men. Murph could sense her hesitation and moved to sit behind lingerie her on the bed. Partially to give her comfort and partially to hold her down if she had a change of heart. “Relax it's okay,” he said massaging her shoulders. She laid her head down on the pillow exposing her midriff. Keith wiped her left hip first, cleaning the area. Murph striptease watched the goosebumps crawl up her skin. CGB sat at the foot of the bed holding her crossed legs. Partially to massage them and partially to help Murph hold her down because he was Big Boobs certain she would try to bolt. Keith turned on the tattoo gun, using a 3 point hold on the taut skin of her hip. She started shaking a bit, her hands gripping Murph's jeans tight. The first touch didn't make her jerk away, she kept japanese her eyes on Keith, breathing slowly as he wrote out H.B. About the size of a quarter, bold italic initials began asian to materialize on her skin. CGB felt an overwhelming sense of pride seeing his brand on her. He never would have thought he’d enjoy her as much as he does. “It fucking hurts,” Morgan complained, moving slightly. “Try to stay still,” Keith said, moving over her. This was awful, she felt the needles stabbing into her skin, time felt like it slowed down to drag out her suffering. “Alright, first one is done,” Keith said, changing out his needle. “Almost done,” Murph said, rubbing her curly hair. Keith wiped her other hip clean, pulling the skin taut. She flinched this time, her hip flexing under Keith's hand as the gun touched it. “Relax…,” CGB said holding her legs together. She didn't feel too much pain but felt the pressure of the gun pushing against her, which was almost worse. Murph watched the bold italic letters of his initials appear, J.M. The two tattoos were symmetrical which was important to him, he would be looking down at them for a long time. Keith put aftercare product on her hips, rubbing it in generously before packing his things to leave. “See, you did great,” Murph said, looking down at her. Her hips were a little red but nothing serious, both of the tattoos were delicate, yet stark against her light brown skin. “Now that that's over…,” CGB started, reaching for her pink panties. “And we are rich,” she said firmly, “because no man– black, white, green, or yellow– has ever added his genetic impurities to our race. Me: “Now it’s your turn.” They really were like a “You hit it, and it went still.” And for the second time that day Newlyn actually allowed himself a small smile. LILY Her stroking touch sent a shiver through me. My futa-dick pulsed and throbbed. “With pleasure, mama!” Elsa says all giddy like as she crawls over and cuddles up to Mistress Blackwood’s leg. “I don’t know!” Mother cried, asian “I lost my worth the moment I japanese married your father! “Look at you slut. He’d have some explaining to do when Ace got out. She still didn’t love the taste of semen, but making men think she did only fuelled the fire between her legs. then moved in tight to James. I brought striptease him into this world. I immediately grabbed it, trying to get a better feel and grip before stroking it slowly. A few minutes later, she and I were side by side on our knees on the foot of the bed with our asses stuck high in the air and our hands spreading our butt cheeks. “Naked? It was a good five inches flaccid and had a large glans with a prominent coronal ridge. I've talked to several people, in general terms, about what the right thing to do is. The consensus is that exposing and stopping this activity is the right thing to do." Courtney broke our Big Boobs kiss, her eyes fluttering. Instead she decided to pick some of the automatic guns the instructor have brought and continue shooting at cpt. “Dakota, care to tell him?” I say to Dakota. As if on cue, the ground between me and the lord burst apart, and a message written in vines formed for all to see. Dark mahogany bedside cupboards both sides. Some liquid courage, I figured it could not hurt. How ‘bout it? “it's a ten-minute walk and it starts in 8” she almost yelled “go now!” Far from it, if you were able to lingerie see it."