<< uninhibited, I settled into the chair, pulling up the hem of my shirt to reveal my ribcage, the underside of full breasts, getting >>

<< even wary Aleida Alcantara's attention as I nonchalantly explained what I wanted and where. A noose, liken to the one @RisqueNovelty >>

<< had choked me with, the twisted cord of fabric made from her own t-shirt, that had tightened so savagely around my neck that purple >>

<< bruises darkened the skin now, something Aleida Alcantara seemed to take notice of after she stopped shamelessly eyeing me up. >>

<< Something in her hesitated, as if she were considering my mental state, and she surprised me by asking, in a voice that was more >>

<< reserved than normal, "Are you sure?" She scratched an eyebrow, in a way that was painfully similar to @RisqueNovelty, looking >>

<< confused before she continued. "Kinda dark." I only nodded, with a faint smile on my lips, looking at her with eyes of unclouded >>

<< certainty, almost compellingly persuasive, and with the barest shrug of her shoulders, she prepared a new sketch and set to work. >>

<< I didn't need to bother with setting the usual appointments or consultations. Aleida Alcantara was obviously just eager to get me out >>

<< of the shop, so once the necessary paperwork and planning was out of the way, I prepared myself the electric hum of the needle. It >>

<< wasn't my first. In fact, it wasn't my first secret homage to @RisqueNovelty and all the things that she did to me. But there was a >>

<< special significance to this one that made filled every prick and pinch of the needles with the most erotic pain, forcing me to >>

<< relive the experience with a powerful intensity that left me aching all over again, all the more aware of the soreness that had yet to >>

<< fade or the desire that probably never would. I savored every moment of it, even as I had to bite sharply down on my lower lip, >>

<< forcing myself to breathe through pain that was amplified by the location of the tattoo, right over the bones of my ribcage, pain that >>

<< didn't really bother me, only drawing a sick sense of pleasure that eagerly awaited @RisqueNovelty's reaction. I already knew what >>

<< she'd think, what she'd feel, and even as she was the noose tied around my neck, I'd make sure to remind her that I was wound just as >>

<< suffocatingly around hers.//

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