0 comments/ 45419 views/ 5 favorites Jane's Exquisite Tattoo Skills Ch. 01 By: stacey_lynne "Is this going to hurt?' asked Joel a bit playfully as he stood in the middle of the room. "Yes, it will hurt," Jane replied very matter-of-factly. Joel got nervous, "I mean, in that case, is there anything you can or will do to lessen the hurt?" Jane swiveled her stool and picked up his chart. "Let me see if it says anything about anesthetics." Her big blue eyes studied his file carefully. "No, it does not say anything about anesthetics. It does not mention icing it either, so I guess that settles it. Now please sit up on the table." Joel got up on the table. He had just spent a good part of the hour outside answering countless questions Jane had posed, filling out forms, signing all sorts of forms, all under the unblinking gaze of a video camera. And then she had asked him to step into the dressing room, remove his clothes ("All your clothes"), and to don an examination gown. Now he was totally naked, covered by a light cotton gown with a flowery pattern, sitting on the table. Jane motioned him to lie back and placed his legs in the stirrups. She fastened the straps securely and slowly began to move the stirrups so that his legs were wide apart and raised high up. Joel had never been on a gynecological table and really did not quite know what to expect. "What will you be doing?" Jane, still very professional and serious, "Don't worry: you will get to see everything." And with that, she fastened a wide strap across his hips. Once it was secure, she fastened his arms to the side of the table. The bitter sweetness of his position was at the same time delightful and terrifying to Joel. On the one hand, he was totally strapped down, immobilized, and completely vulnerable. On the other, Jane, with her soft, brown hair, huge blue eyes, large body, and firm demeanor was extremely sensuous. Jane finally got around to lifting his gown. "Mr. Walker, you have an amazingly beautiful penis!" she exclaimed when revealing his throbbing erection. "It is very large, very wide, nicely shaped, finely sculpted, and what makes it so very special is that you are uncut!" Joel blushed, his erection now throbbing at full force. "You may call me Joel." Jane regained her seriousness. "Please, this is a professional office. Formality dictates I call you Mr. Walker. You, on the other hand, may of course call me Jane, if you so wish." "Yes, Jane," Joel timidly replied. "Good. Now let's get you started. You said you wanted to see everything, Mr. Walker. Let me set you up." Jane swiveled a video camera into position and turned it on. Joel noticed that overhead, against the ceiling of the examination room, right over his head, a large plasma screen had been attached. Jane turned it on and Joel remarked that this was no ordinary set up. The video camera and the screen were both of extremely high clarity and resolution, better than any high-definition set he had ever seen. And when Jane turned on the procedural lights, Joel was amazed how bright the lights were, how brilliantly they illuminated his erection, and how sharp every detail appeared! Joel could see every vein, every blood vessel, every single pore along the entire length and girth of his penis! It was like seeing himself under a huge microscope! "Jane, you really can see everything!" "Mr. Walker, for what I am about to do, I need extra sharp lighting, perfect visibility, and of course highest clarity." Joel all of a sudden remembered where he was. He was strapped to a gynecological examination table, legs parted and raised, his throbbing erection clearly visible and totally exposed, and the most beautiful woman he had seen in years could and was staring at it, having it completely at her mercy. Jane made some last minute checks and pronounced herself ready to start. From the overhead rail she lowered a gold mechanism that could at best be described as an exquisitely refined device of clockwork delicateness. A large number of finely toothed gears interlocked. Protruding from its face there were six tiny tweezers placed evenly around its circumference at the twelve, two, four, six, eight, and ten o'clock positions. Each of the tiny tweezers had two equally fine rubber tips. Jane lowered the device so that it was just barely at the tip of Joel's foreskin. Expertly, she approached the first set of tweezers, gripped the corresponding part of his foreskin just by the edge, and with a very fine gear, very slowly tightened its grip. Joel winced a bit as the rubber tips gripped his foreskin, that precise point hurting just a bit. On the overhead screen, he could see exactly how perfectly Jane had matched that set of tweezers to that precise area of his foreskin. Jane was extremely intent in what she was doing. One by one, each set of tweezers gripped the corresponding part of his foreskin, each set of tweezers gripping that single tiny area in turn of his foreskin. When all six were in place, Joel could see in the overhead screen that Jane had completely gripped his foreskin in six equidistant parts. Jane smiled when her work was done. She walked over to him, pressing her very large thigh against his face. She caressed his face tenderly, "Mr. Walker, now I want you to relax as best you can. We are about to start. Are you ready?" The beauty of her face, the expression on her huge blue eyes, the softness of her brown hair, the faint scent of her perfume drove him wild with desire to succumb to her fetish. As her body hovered over his face, he could look up and under her gown. He could see her huge breasts, firm and engorged. Her stretch marks showed how her breasts had struggled to grow hard against her still tight skin. Joel smiled, "Yes, Jane, ready when you are." "Mr. Walker, this is going to start hurting. Once I start, there is no turning back. Do you understand?' Joel really had no choice. After all, he was strapped down, totally naked and completely vulnerable to her. Just to hear her velvet voice again, he asked, "Do I really have a choice?" "Not really, Mr. Walker. After all, you did sign all the consent and release documents. And not only do we have your signatures on all of them: we also have you videotaped that you did understand them all, and that you agreed to everything and anything. Now try to relax as best you can. Do you want me to put on your headphones and pipe some music for you?" "No, Jane, I would rather hear your voice." Jane turned away and went back to her stool. She moved it so that she sat right between his parted and raised legs. Taking the clockwork device in her hand, she started to turn another fine gear extremely slowly. Joel could not believe what he was feeling! Joel could not believe what he was seeing on the overhead high-resolution screen! As Jane turned this particular gear very slowly, Joel saw that the six set of tightly gripped tweezers were opening very slowly apart and moving away just as slowly! Joel watched in absolute fascination how the device was very slowly pulling out his foreskin. At the same time, it was opening it up, like a flower blossoming, opening it up wide! Very slowly Jane kept turning that fine gear. Joel could see what he was feeling. Jane had peeled his foreskin open and very wide apart and pulled way out, as far out as it would go and then just some. It looked like a huge circular tent flaring out from his erection! Jane made one more tiny turn. She looked very closely. It seemed to be just right. She walked over to the phone and rang the intercom. "Samantha? I think Mr. Walker is ready now." Joel could hear a gently laugh at the other end, "OK, Jane, thanks, we will be right over." A minute or so later, the door opened and Samantha came in followed by Joel's lovely wife, Amy. Both were laughing. They had obviously shared a very good time while Jane was preparing Joel. Amy was amazed! In all her married years, she had never seen her husband's penis so exposed and so vulnerable. It seemed much larger than she had ever seen him before, much harder and much wider. She exclaimed, "That is not the cock that has given me so much pleasure! What did you do?!!!" Samantha laughed with Amy. Jane seemed proud of her work. Amy walked over to take a closer look. "I never imagined you could pull his foreskin so far apart and so far up!" Samantha and Jane stepped back to let the wife see her husband up close. Joel seemed to be getting nervous. Jane, ever so thoughtful, walked over to him to caress his face, to assuage him, her massive thighs pressed against his face. She knew that Joel was staring up her blouse and she seemed to either let him or to pretend she did not know he was staring. "After all," Jane thought to herself, "Amy is totally flat-chested. At least, let him look at a really healthy pair of tits." By the way, those were Joel's very same thoughts! Jane asked Samantha, "Are you ready?" Samantha smiled, "Yes, Amy picked out a very nice design. We can start." Amy interrupted, "Can you stretch it some more?" Samantha and Jane looked at each other and smiled back, "Amy, this is as tight as we want to make it. Any tighter and we may run the risk of ripping his skin. The last thing we want to deal with during the next step is a sudden tear of the skin!" Amy blushed. That was a silly question she had asked. It just looked so pretty, so pulled out and apart. "I was just asking!" The three women laughed. Joel had a very clever idea of how to free himself. "Jane, excuse me but I need to pee urgently!" Jane wasted no time. Reaching over into a drawer, she took out a sterile catheter, opened its packing, and in one swift movement slipped it deep down all the way into his throbbing penis, into his bladder, draining the urine into a sterile bag. "Don't worry, Mr. Walker, you can pee all you need into the bag. You won't need to move at all. You can lie back just as comfortable as you are now for hours." The three women laughed again. Amy was thrilled that she had picked just the right women for this job. And to think that all had been inspired when she had seen the lovely tattoos both Jane and Samantha had on the most interesting parts of their very feminine bodies! They were real artists! And so erotically adept, as well! Amy kissed them both lightly. Both smiled in return. Samantha brought them back to reality. "OK, let's start on the design. Amy, you are the wife. Would you like me to start on the outside first? Or would you prefer I do the underside first? Amy pondered the question and took her time in answering. "Samantha, it might be more fun if you started tattooing the design on the inside of his foreskin and then you can do the outside. Is that OK?" Samantha nodded. Joel struggled mightily to free himself from his straps. "You cannot do this to me!" Jane caressed his face gently and softly reminded him of his consent and releases. "Mr. Walker, we can do anything we want with and to you. You know that. And besides, it is your wife who contracted our services and it is she and she alone who can decide otherwise. Understood?" Joel nodded. Jane kissed him very lightly on his forehead, "That is much better, Mr. Walker. I will be next to you, right here. Quickly, she slipped her hand under her waistband, and just as quickly touched her very wet fingertip to his mouth. "Mr. Walker, now relax as best you can. I will be here, next to you." But Joel scarcely heard her velvet voice; he barely tasted her musky wetness. All he heard was Samantha telling Amy, "Now that we have his foreskin as a large, very taut canvass, we can start tattooing it first inside and then outside with this very intricate and colorful design you selected." And then Joel heard the muted buzzing of the tattooing needle's machine. Overhead on large high-resolution screen he saw Samantha bringing the tip of the needle to the exposed inside of his foreskin. His lengthy, brightly colored, intricately patterned ordeal was just about to start. Jane's Exquisite Tattoo Skills Ch. 02 Jane's Exquisite Tattoo Skills Ch. 03 Jane took Joel's highly decorated penis in her firm hands. The bright lights ensured that the image on the large, high resolution overhead screen was perfectly visible and that the web cast transmission would be just as sharp. His penis was extremely hard from two months of total abstention. Jane let the camera take in the delicate tattoo decoration on his foreskin. It was a highly detailed, black and white rendition of one of Escher's works. Jane gripped the base of his penis extremely tightly with one hand. With the other, she very slowly started to roll back his foreskin. The gasp of amazement from Samantha and Joel's lovely wife, Amy, showed their absolute surprise. And the website immediately started to become very active as viewers from around the world started posting their comments on the running discussion board. Jane had simply pulled a feat of magic! As she very slowly rolled back Joel's foreskin, it revealed that just as the outside had been tattooed with an intricate black and white rendition, the inside had been tattooed with exactly the same image only that inside it was in full color! Jane pulled the foreskin back as far as it would go and then just a bit more. Joel seemed to squirm but Jane held him in place with her tight grip around the base of his penis. She let the audience see the bright colors of the tattoo: red, orange, yellow, green, blue all permanently etched onto the tight canvass that had been Joel's foreskin just two months ago! Just as slowly, Jane rolled the foreskin back to completely cover the head of the penis. Once more, it was just a black and white work of art. Jane had chosen Samantha for this project because she was simply the best. Only that this time, even Jane, demanding as she was, had to admit that Samantha had totally outdone herself! Very slowly, Jane moved her free hand, rolling back the foreskin as far as it would go, rolling it back over. The effect was like watching an animation, from color to black and white and back again, over and over again. Joel was giving signs that he would not or could not take it much longer. Samantha turned to his lovely wife, "Amy, I think Joel and Jane might be needing some privacy now." Amy blushed. Her very own husband needing privacy with another woman? Her very own Joel needing privacy while another woman was masturbating him? This was all so terribly exciting! Just to see him, standing, so proud, and tall, and masculine, and virile, so erect and so totally at Jane's mercy! And to know that so many others were admiring the same scene, at the same time! Samantha led Amy to the adjoining room where they could follow the happy moment live on the high resolution screen. They saw and heard clearly over the speakers when Jane stopped for an instant, looked up at Joel, and told him, "Mr. Walker, your moment is approaching. Are you ready?" Joel nodded. Jane made herself very comfortable, sitting with her pretty face level with his extremely decorated and just as rigid penis. Her huge blue eyes stared without blinking as she worked her way through his self-control. She stroked him very slowly, very deliberately, expertly rolling his foreskin back and forth. Joel exploded! All over Jane's pretty face, his ejaculate covered her with milky white cream. Jane continued to stroke him even as he was pulsating wildly. Joel continued to explode on her, the milky cream slowly dribbling down her pretty face, past her cleavage, surely beyond even the bra that held her large breasts. Alas, soon it came to an end. The web session ended, but the discussion board would continue for the longest time, the video cast available to all those seriously interested in body art. Jane finally stood up, "Mr. Walker, that was a very nice performance you put on this evening!" Joel blushed, "And when will you stop calling me 'Mr. Walker'?" Jane laughed, "When your wife, Amy, gives me permission to seduce you and have you fuck my brains out with that Escher cock of yours!" They laughed and soon were joined in the room by Samantha, Amy, and the rest of the staff. A bottle of champagne was opened to toast the event, to congratulate Samantha on a superb job, and to wish Jane all the best at the annual body art competition where she would be showcasing Joel. All fell silent when Amy clicked her flute and asked to say a few words. "I just want to say," Tears of happiness and pride and smiles covered her face, "I just want to say, Jane, Joel is all yours tonight!" And what a night that was! A fitting prelude for the Annual Body Art Competition after which Jane, in her acceptance of the Gold Medal for Originality, would publicly thank Samantha for her art, Joel for being a perfect model, and above all, Joel's lovely wife, Amy, for sharing him so openly! Jane's Exquisite Tattoo Skills Ch. 04 "STRIP!" She stood frozen in terror. The order was harsh, totally unexpected. Her mind whirled furiously about; her body did not respond. Finally, she managed to stammer a few, incoherent phrases. "I didn't know... I wasn't sure... maybe I have the wrong address... maybe I should leave... I don't know..." "You knew damn well. There is no sign on the door outside. You came in knowing what you were getting into. Strip. NOW!" She undressed, her hands trembling harder and harder with every button that came undone. With every piece of garment she shed, her body shook more and more. When she was stark naked, standing and shaking like a leaf in the wind, she looked around. Men and women in varying states of genital tattooing were staring at her. The artists themselves had ceased decorating their clients and they too were staring at her. Jane approached her. Looking at her from top to bottom, she announced, "Your name will be Draguette. You WILL obey all my commands. Is that very clear?" Draguette lowered her face and nodded. Jane grabbed her head by the hair, "And one more thing: when you talk to me, I want full eye-contact." Draguette raised her head, started into Jane's eyes and for the first time in her life shuddered at what she saw. In Jane's huge, pale blue eyes she saw the look of a domineering woman, a woman that could and would mesmerize any man or woman into sexual submission. Draguette felt she had fallen under Jane's spell forever. Jane looked her over while the other artists and clients admired her from a respectful distance. Draguette was a tall redhead, standing over 6 foot 2 inches, with an athletic body. Her breasts were large, full, firm; she had broad shoulders and the broad back of the swimmer she was; her tummy was taut; her legs powerful and solid. Her eyes were the deep green of the finest emerald, sparkling and alive. In addition to her natural beauty, what caught everyone's attention was Draguette's skin. It was white. Not just a euphemism for white: Draguette's skin was perfectly white and smooth. Her breasts were just a shade pinker, but still extremely pale. Save for her red hair, her deep green eyes, and a tuft of red pubic hair, Draguette was extremely white. Jane looked at her and turned to her tattoo artists, "Draguette's body doesn't need any further embellishments. She is just too perfect." They nodded in agreement. Jane continued, "So that means Draguette will get the Special Treatment." The entire tattoo parlor turned into a frenzy of activity. After many preparations, they were ready. They puffed Draguette's body with extremely fine talc and led her to another room that was darkened. Tying Draguette's wrists to an overhead beam, she was raised off her feet, the beam rolled across the room, and Draguette was lowered slowly into a very deep bath. Draguette felt like a return to her mother's womb. She was immersed very slowly until the bath level reached her jaw. The bath was warm, ever so slightly viscous, perfectly still, enveloping her body like she had never felt, much better and far different than a warm tub bath. The warm liquid seemed to encompass her completely; she felt the liquid ooze between her toes, almost seeping in through her natural openings between her legs. Draguette felt she could live forever in that immersion. Minutes passed. She felt the beam overhead start to raise her. Draguette moaned. She did not want to leave the bath. Suddenly Draguette became aware that just like the bath was perfectly warm, the outside air into which she was being raised was icy cold. She started to shiver. And then the feeling startled her.