Morning came too soon. The state of relaxed happiness Rachael and Leah had shared together ended when the sun rose. Eventually, they had to get up, but both of them regretted it. It wasn't an option to just lay in bed together all day. Neither said much of anything on the drive over to the tattoo parlor. Neither wanted to break the mutual silence.
Rachael parked her car in the vacant parking lot, and she had a feeling that the parlor was closed. It seemed entirely deserted. "We should have come back last night." Leah said. "She probably waited for us. Come on, let's go get breakfast or something. We can come back in a bit."
Before Rachael could start the car back up, the door to the tattoo parlor opened. Stephanie stood inside the door and waved for both of them to come in. "Guess she heard us pull up." Rachael spoke softly. She was nervous, and she couldn't quite bring herself to completely trust Stephanie. "You ready for this? We'll get these tattoo effects off us, and then we'll figure out everything else, okay?"
Leah blushed. "Yeah... We'll talk about what I said last night..." She trembled a bit as she opened the car door and stepped out. Rachael took a deep breath and opened her own door. Even the walk to the front door seemed awkward. Leah was close; all Rachael had to do was wrap an arm around her waist and pull her close. Maybe it was Stephanie's smug expression, but Rachael just couldn't do it.
"Sorry we didn't show up last night." Leah said.
"Oh, no problem. I didn't wait up for you anyways." Stephanie winked and entered the building. Leah and Rachael shared a look of nervousness before following her. Somehow, things just felt different. Rachael couldn't shrug off the feeling of anxiety. Stephanie wasn't in the lobby. "Come on to the back."
"Something feels wrong about this." Rachael whispered. "I just can't get around the feeling that she's planned out everything. I swear she bought both of our costumes in advance. It's like she's been guiding us this entire time."
"I know, I know, I know... But we don't really have any choice do we? Unless we just want to part ways and never look at each other again, we have to trust her." Leah's frown almost broke Rachael's heart. There was no way Rachael could just leave Leah like that.
"Fine, but I know she's going to try to trick us again. We can't let that happen, okay?" Rachael said. Leah nodded in agreement and they both entered the back room.
It wasn't what they were expecting by any means, but neither of them could muster any protest. A nude Stephanie stood before them, her body decorated with colorful tattoos of all kinds. Her legs and arms were covered, as was most of her chest. What stuck out the most was a spiral tattoo above her belly button.
Only then did Rachael become aware that her body had fallen slack. She couldn't move at all. All Rachael could do was stare at the woman before her. Leah mewled softly, and Rachael realized that they were under the same influence now. Rachael's mind tried to work quickly, to figure out what was going on, but things seemed fuzzy and muddled.
Rachael felt a mewl come from her own mouth. "Good girls, just listen to me and look at the pretty tattoo..." Stephanie's voice seemed to float inside Rachael's head. Yes, looking at the pretty tattoo was so easy to do. It felt so good; the last thing she wanted to do was look away from it. "That's right, relax... Don't try to think; that's not what you need to do. You just need to look at the pretty tattoo. It's so easy, isn't it?"
The tattoo was drawing Rachael into it. Her mind was swimming with Stephanie's voice. Nothing else mattered at all. Just the tattoo and listening to her voice. "Such very good girls... So very obedient." Yes, Rachael was obedient. She would do whatever Stephanie wanted. That was the right thing to do -- and it felt so good.
"Now I have a few more preparations to make, so for now just lay down and wait for further instructions." Rachael's body moved beyond her control. She slowly laid down on the floor. Even though the floor was hard, it felt so wonderful to just lay down and not think of anything.
Her mind continued to wander. Eventually, she lost focus on her surroundings, and her mind completely stopped.
Leah stirred as she heard a familiar humming. Her eyes felt heavy, and it took her a few seconds to gather enough strength to open them. She was bent over a table, her ass in the air, with a warm sensation on her lower back. "Wha-what's going on?" She asked.
"Oh, I'm just giving you two your final tattoo. I think you'll really like it. It's very artistic. I left the binder in front of you."Leah found the binder open in front of her, then groaned as she realized she was being taunted. Two pairs of panties covered the image, leaving only the subtitle: "Bound."
Leah tried to turn her head to look at Stephanie, but it would only move far enough to see Rachael next to her. Her roommate seemed to be in some sort of trance. With her eyes half-lidded and a dopey grin, Rachael looked very happy. "What did you do to her?"
"Nothing I haven't done to you. She'll snap to real soon though." Leah suddenly felt a hand on her ass.
"Hey!? No, wait! Stop! What are you doing to me?" Leah pleaded as she started to feel heat on her lower back.
"It's a tramp stamp. I know you'll really like it." Stephanie's voice sounded extremely smug.
As Stephanie started to tattoo something onto Leah, Leah felt an incredible amount of pleasure. She felt like she needed to shudder and writhe, but her body wouldn't move a single inch. Leah bit her lip to try to stop a torrent of moans from bursting out. She couldn't hold back, though, and the first moan was a cross between a whimper and a sound of extreme pleasure. It was impossible to tell what Stephanie was inking onto her body.
Stephanie finished with whatever she was tattooing and slapped Leah's ass. "One letter down."
"Letter? What's going on?" Rachael said groggily. "Leah? Are you alright? Why can't I move!?"
"Relax. I'm just bringing my overly complicated plan to a close. I just have to finish this tattoo back here." Rachael yelped a tiny bit as Stephanie pinched her ass. "Then you'll start with your new living adjustment. I'm sure you can just guess what's going to happen."
"I knew it! You're going to turn us into your playthings!" Rachael seemed very worried.
Leah spoke up through pants. "No way, you can't do that you crazy pervert!"
"I can do whatever I want, cause, you see, I'm not the one bent over a table with my ass in the air." Rachael started to moan as the humming from the tattoo gun started up again. Leah watched as her eyes lost focus and her mouth hung open. Beautiful moans echoed throughout the room as Rachael seemed to be losing her mind to the pleasure. Drool started to drip from her lip as Stephanie kept going. A sharp sound of a spank signified the end. "Two letters. I just can't wait! Two beautiful women with my mark on them."
Rachael couldn't respond as she desperately panted for air. "Please stop this! Just let us leave now, please?" Leah begged.
The humming started again. "Oh, no way. Absolutely no way." Leah felt a hand on her ass again and knew what was about to happen. She couldn't resist this time as she felt the tattoo starting. She orgasmed almost as soon as it started, moaning in a twisted bliss. She wanted to move so much, to express the pleasure in a way beside her voice, but she was simply unable to. Leah yelped as Stephanie slapped her ass again. "Oh, I'm so glad I made it so you two would enjoy this. You're only one letter away, Leah."
"What do you mean...? What even happened?" Rachael was still panting.
"Nothing for you to worry about, slut." The humming started again and Rachael's eyes went wide with fear. The fear faded as quickly as it came, flushed away by Rachael's orgasm. It was obvious she wanted to move too, but the only way her body could express its pleasure was to moan. The humming stopped. "One letter for you too. Then my influence over you will be complete! You're both going to love it so much. I'm sure you'll find many ways of thanking me. I suggest if you have any last words as 'free' women, now's the time."
Rachael and Leah looked at each other. Tears welled up in Leah's eyes. "Leah... I love you too. I'm sorry it had to be like this. If I had known this was going to happen, I never would've come back here. I'm so sorry... We'll find a way out of this, though. Then we can spend our lives together. I love you so much."
Tears leaked from Leah's face. She choked up a bit. "Thank you Rachael... I love you, too."
"Awww, how sweet." Stephanie said as she spanked them both. "Now which of you wants to go first?"
"I will." Leah said with sudden determination as she looked into Rachael's eyes. She hoped that things would be fine, and at least they would be together -- even if they were slaves to this woman.
The humming started again, and now it was Rachael's turn to tear up. "Leah..." She said. Leah didn't have time to respond as she was hit with the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced. She couldn't even moan. Her body was stunned, and her brain was overloaded. She looked longingly into Rachael's eyes as her body could finally move. For a second she stayed there even as every muscle in her body spasmed, just staring into Rachael's eyes. She slowly fell from the table onto the floor.
It seemed like an eternity for Rachael to repeat the same thing that Leah had just gone through. As Leah looked up from the floor at Rachael's squirming body, it felt like an inconceivable amount of time had passed. In reality, it only took a few seconds for Rachael to join her on the floor.
Stephanie started laughing. She was absolutely delighted. Both Rachael and Leah stayed on the floor, panting as their bodies started to recover. Neither of them had the will to move. Stephanie fell between them on her back, still laughing. She couldn't stop herself.
She gasped for air and finally started to calm down. "Whew... oh... you two... wow..." She hugged Rachael and kissed her lightly on the lips before rolling over and doing the same with Leah. "Ah... this was a lot of fun. You should probably be able to move now. We can't all be naked for too long. Someone is going to come in for a tattoo eventually."
Leah blinked a few times as she sat up. She looked at Stephanie, very confused. "What's going on... I feel..."
"Fine." Rachael finished Leah's sentence.
"Check each other's tattoos." Stephanie grabbed a robe off the floor and got up, making sure to cover up her spiral tattoo. "I think you'll like them."
Leah and Rachael both craned their necks to look at their new tattoo. Both of their faces turned very red as they realized what it was. A red heart with a scroll of parchment going across it -- with the other woman's name written in purple letters. In perfect unison, they turned to stare at Stephanie.
"You two were great fun. When those tattoos heal, trace each others'. It'll make it so your other tattoos will work too. In case you start being lazy, Rachael, and don't clean. Or in case you start working all the time, Leah, and don't relax and let go a bit." She smiled. "And well, tracing the tattoos themselves will have a nice effect."
Their stares turned to glares. "I could just open this robe so you can see my tattoo and actually turn you into my sluts, y'know? Consider it a blessing and get out of here."
Leah sighed. "She's right. We sorta got what we wanted, and well... I wanna spend the rest of the day on your bed."
Rachael looked at Leah a bit surprised. She couldn't hide the blush that sprang up on her face. "That sounds good. Thank you, Stephanie... I think. I'm not sure. Maybe in a few weeks I'll call."
"Just make sure to apply ointment and properly cover that tattoo until it heals." Stephanie winked.
"I can't believe they gave us free wine," Leah said while Rachael fiddled with the keys.
"Well, it is a special day." Rachael replied as she finally found the correct key. "Maybe someone told them."
"Uhuh..." Leah grinned. "I wonder who...?" She winked as Rachael opened the door for her.
The red light on the answering machine was blinking when Rachael and Leah entered their apartment. Leah simply smiled as she went back to their room, leaving Rachael to listen to the message. The machine rang out with a high pitched beep before playing, "Hey you two, sorry I didn't call earlier, I was with a customer -- she's quite a cutie. Enough about that, today is a big day! Happy anniversary! I bought a gift for you, and you know anniversary tattoos are free. Come by tomorrow, will you?"
Rachael rolled her eyes, but couldn't stop herself from smiling. "Come on Rachael, I want to end this night the right way." Leah called out from their bedroom.
"I'm coming, I'm coming." Rachael started moving.
"Mmm, save that kind of talk for later." Leah teased as Rachael entered their room. The much larger bed made it feel much more cozy, and the woman waiting on the bed made the room feel much hotter. Leah had already taken her clothes off, and she was tracing a finger down her body while her other fingers signaled for Rachael to come closer.
Rachael didn't wast time as she tossed her clothes to the floor and hopped onto the bed. She grabbed Leah around the waist and locked lips with her, pressing her naked body as close as she could to her lover. Rachael felt Leah's hands move down her back to start tracing over her name on the tattoo. They broke the kiss for only a moment. "Love you, Rachael."
Rachael's fingers moved down Leah's back and started to trace her tattoo. "Love you too, Leah." A familiar tingling sensation rose the hair on Rachael's skin. Every touch from Leah's fingers made her shudder and squirm with arousal. She knew Leah felt the same from her touches. They embraced, pulling each other as close as they could. Their lips locked as sounds of muffled love started to fill the room.
An entire year had passed -- they hadn't missed a single night. And every night, Rachael thought, was better than the last.
Author's Note: I finally finished a story. Isn't that awesome? I do have to give out a proper "thank you" to the two people who helped edit. Of course, it wouldn't be right if I ignored grey_shadow's other contribution -- that of bugging me constantly to finish. A lot. Seriously, he bugged me like every day. It's a good thing he did, though. Finally, thank you for all the emails and comments about the story. They mean a lot and tended to brighten my day.