?You know why I?m doing this?? ?Um, no, sir.? ?It?s not enough just to hurt these cunt?s bodies, you have to hurttheir minds as well.? Fucking humilia...tethe sluts!?? She in fucking agony butshe?s still capable of just a slug?s level of thinking.?? ?Sir, how does spitting in my mouth and kissing me humiliate the slut?? ?Listen and learn.? Now what isit she?s most proud of her.? ?Well I suppose she thinks she sexy, she thinks she?s attractive.?? He was still holding the cunt up by the hair.. But as it dragged on, more drunks would wander in looking to get "tattooed up." It sucked for my social life, but I had loans to pay and my dick of a landlord needed his pound of flesh. But I was getting some good buzz; this time next year, Spider Monkey Tattoo and Piercing would be in the black. Then my ol' lady could get off my back.Maybe.I peeled off the latex gloves, throwing them and the tattoo needle into red biohazard trash can. You couldn't be too careful. I bet half my customers had. I read for about fifteen minutes before Doctor Blahnik came into the room.“What time are you leaving?” she asked“About 11:00am.”“And you’ll be back tonight?”“Around 9:30pm, most likely. We’ll go to Vespers, then have a light meal.”“Will you join Milena, Joel, Derek, and me to decorate the tree? I know you can’t join us for dinner.”“I’d love to. I wondered why the tree was bare!”“Traditionally in Czechoslovakia it’s decorated on Christmas Eve. Would you be able to bring Elizaveta with you?”“I. The strange sensation it had caused frightened her enough to make him stop.She was in no position to make this man leave her alone, she couldn't fight him, pleading with him was useless. She didn't know that the exquisitely sensitive bud his searching finger touched was called a clitorus. She realized though that was what he was searching for when he felt her jump, and zeroed in on the spot that had caused it. The funny, fluttery feeling that had frightened her before was even stronger now..