My First Time Out Part 1

“Follow my instructions dear, and the pain won’t be quite so bad,” he explained as he handed the short glass to her.

Shayna didn’t drink much hard liquor and never straight shots, but downed the pain killing vodka anyway. Then she had one more shot before Gus and Dominique positioned her on the table.

The top of the table was about even with Shayna’s waist. They bent her face down over the floor-bolted table. Her head extended past the other end allowing some freedom, opposed to her face being buried in the table.

With her legs straight and slightly spread, Gus strapped both ankles as well as both thighs to the solid steel table legs. Another strap was placed around her waist. The last strap was laid over her back just below her shoulder blades. The straps were cinched so tight that her flat stomach and fake breasts were compressed against the table. Shayna could feel her girl cock rubbing against the edge of the table. Gus asked her if she was able to breathe.

In between her abbreviated breaths, Shayna nodded her head and grunted, “Uh huhh.”

“Sorry Shayna, we have to do this to make sure you don’t move during the process. You know how proud I am of my artwork, and don’t want to fuck up your lips; HOWEVER, I would LOVE to fuck your real lips,” Gus said with a dirty laugh.

As Gus prepared for the procedure, Dominique pulled up a short stool and sat down by her head. He was now eye level with her.

Dominique soothingly uttered, “Now listen Shayna, we’re going to try to get through this without pain killers, OK?”
Shayna consented with a nod in the act of clasping his powerful hands with her petite hands. Gus pulled her skirt, gaffe, and g-string down past her tailbone to her ass crack while the front of her gaffe still smothered her girl cock.

When she felt the icy cleansing liquid on her tailbone, Shayna tried to twinge. Shayna discovered she was unable to move in any direction with her lower body. She started to feel cramping in her calf muscles. Her ankles and feet were already sore from the pain created by the 5” spikes. Just then, she heard a buzzing sound and knew it had to be the handheld tattoo machine. Before impelling her with the needle gun, Gus warned Shayna to be a tough girl.