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Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

Amy swallowed hard with the now standing Kar in front of her. No longer were her eyes narrowed and her arms crossed, but rather they dropped to her sides as her eyes grew large. She wasn't the scolding adult anymore, she was the child now, but even so never before had Amy been around someone like Kar and she had no idea what another person was capable of when angry. Now don't get mad, I just said I could judge you like a freak by the way you look if I wanted to and I wouldnt and that's why you shouldn't say you can grab someone just because of how they're dressed, it's not fair. Amy's voice had a higher pitch now, it was more uncertain instead of angry, and she spoke at a quick rate. Slowly she started moving back and away from the towering woman in front of her feeling the other's gaze cutting into her.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

Well, I dress like a freak because I want people to think that, She said, And if I wanted people to grab my ass and whack off thinking of me, I'd wear a thong and a skirt that barely reached mid-thigh. If dumb sluts like your friend don't want to be grabbed, then they shouldn't dress like sluts. And that was the difference between them. Kar was a different kind of feminist she was the kind that wasn't really into femininity, who sounded a lot like a misogynistic man at times. She normally kept it to herself, but she knew that would probably piss off Amy, and that's what she wanted.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

It was hard to keep Amy from staying in a fight, she was much more likely to back out due to her timid nature, but Kar had struck a cord with her. My friend isn't a dumb slut! She's a perfectly respectable woman and she has the right to dress openly if she wants to, you on the other hand have no right to touch her! Just because you and your failure costumers don't understand manners at all and think it's fine to live like animals doesn't mean the rest of us have to be subjected to your piggish behavior! You're lucky that my friend was nice enough not to press charges against you! Her voice had lost any notion of her adulthood, she was once full that teenage girl yelling in frustration at someone who embodied the misogynistic male in her mind, forgetting for a moment how truly imposing Kar was. I can't believe I stood up for you and lost my only friend out here! You're a failure and a pig! She finally blurted out and just as quickly as she said it her hand bolted to her mouth and the shock of her words set in. She didn't mean it, but all of the negative emotions that were bottled up escaped in that instant and she came back to herself, realizing that Kar wasn't some jock who treated her poorly in high school. I'm... so sorry. She said in hushed tones.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

Kar didn't even care that she apologized. When Amy called her a failure and a pig, she became incredibly angry. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth she was the type of person who met disrespect with violence. She had, in her twenty-seven years, taught many men and women not to mess with her especially women, who she did more than just hit. Which was why she sort of loved it when eighteen year old girls would come in and bitch at her a week after getting drunk and paying for a tattoo of their boyfriend's name on their ass. Nobody fucking talks to me like that, She said, staring down at her, and immediately pushed her down on the tile floor. Then she got down on her knees, holding her hand on the smaller woman's shoulder, standing over her, and punched her in the side of her face, with her left fist. She was going to teach her a lesson a very special one, she thought, given how cute she was.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

Amy didn't know what was even happening to her, one moment she was on her feet and the next she hit the floor with a thud. Before she could even come to her sense and rise above a sitting position Kar was already ontop of her. Worse she didn't even get the chance to resist the larger woman as her mind was still in a startled confusion and she took the punch head on, and down she went again the world spinning as pain spread through her face and head. As she landed on the cold floor again her senses started coming back to her, but that came at the price of a horrible pain on the side where she was hit. With watery eyes and no better sense she managed to choke out with a stuttering voice Get off me! I'm calling the police! Amy didn't know then but she'd grow to mourn saying those words outloud, she expected Kar to be threatened to back off at that as most people from her town would as they all feared the law and had too much to lose. She didn't even assume Kar wasn't finished, she thought it was only a quick lash out that ended there and she went to get up as if Kar wasn't even there at the moment.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

Threatening to call the police pissed her off even more. She hated cops, like any other shady individual like her would. You're not calling anybody, cunt, She said, and punched her again. Then she grabbed her shoulders, and shook her in such a way that the back of her head smack hard against the tile floor. Then, she placed her hands around Amy's neck. She continued to smack her head against the floor. She wasn't trying to kill her though that prospect didn't bother her but making her afraid and cry her eyes out wasn't bad. You're gonna die tonight, little bitch, She said, as she tightened her hands around Amy's neck.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

She screamed at the top of her lungs for help, but each scream was cut short as her body hit the floor. Everything hurt and the world was spinning, she cried and went silent at times, while trying to scream at other times. Even though she tried to fight back her flailing and clumsy scratching did very little. Half conscious she felt Kar's hands around her throat and she tried to pull them away but her strength was no match for Kar. With a reddening face she gasped for air and with her glasses long gone in the course of the attack Kar could see her eyes looking up at her pleedingly as tears ran down her face and her arms fell to the sides. The world went black and Amy truly believed she was going to be killed, and with that she passed out, the look of horror still clear on her discolored and tear stricken face.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

She took her hands off when Amy appeared to pass out. She grinned her mind immediately went to dirty places. She stood up, and dragged Amy's unconscious body down to the basement. It was small, and she used it for storage for things other than shop-related items, like the drugs she sold or for her own private entertainment. She moved her to one empty corner of the room, and sat her up against the concrete wall. Then she knelt down, and smacked her a few times to hopefully wake her up. She thought about how to punish her. But first, she thought, she would get a good look at that sweet body she was always hiding. She stood up, and looked down at her with her arms crossed, waiting for her to awaken.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

Amy began to wake up, slowly. She had no idea what had happened to her, it all seemed very distant and dream like, had it really happened? She let out a groan as her eyes began to open and the pain started to return. It wasn't a dream, it was real and she thought she had died at first until the pain started... The room was blurry and bright as her eyes adjusted, she thought she was in a hospital and that someone had saved her, not knowing how much time had passed. Yet when her eyesight finally started to unblur, as much as it could without her glasses and she realized who was standing in front of her she tried to scream out but all that came out was a choked whimper, her voice had been blown out in the screaming above or at least when Kar had choked her. She was terrified seeing Kar standing above her and imidiately the tears returned to her eyes, her lips quivered and she tried to ball up, the pain in her body a reminder of what Kar had done to her moments ago. All that could be heard from her was a faint no... no... no... as she rubbed her face against her knees smearing tears against her black tights that had started to rip in several places.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

She looked down at her, as she began to wake up. She had visibly calmed down a little bit, but of course she was still burning with anger towards the girl. Stop crying, She said, angrily, Stand the fuck up. She reached into her pocket, and took out a knife that she often carried with her, for some extra emphasis. Though, Kar wasn't sure Amy would be able to see her knife, without her glasses on. She hoped it would sufficiently scare her maybe even make her think she was still going to die.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

Amy didn't obey the order, she just sat there shaking and scared, but when the knife was pulled out, as blurry as it was to Amy it was still a knife, she slowly stood up. It was clear the attack had left its mark as Amy could hardly stand and her body shook as she pressed against the wall like a scared animal. She didn't know if she would live through the night but now she had to comply or risk another attack, something that terrified her more than anything. Please... please don't kill me she said in her faint voice a tear running down her cheek with the last few words.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

She lightly tapped the blade against her cardigan. Take it off, She said, referring more generally to everything that covered her torso. I want to see what you're always hiding from me. She took the knife away from Amy's body, and took a step back. Take the rest off, too, She ordered, in a very non-chalant tone. She knew Amy would be hot under the drab clothes she always wore. In fact, she kind of liked the innocent nerdy look, but certainly not as much as the slutty stripper look. What killed it for her was how preppy she always seemed she figured she wouldn't even have any tattoos. And she thought maybe that would be a good way of punishing her.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

Amy looked at Kar wide eyed and confused. She couldn't believe what she was hearing... No... She said in as much of a defiant tone as she could manage but Kar just stared at her with knife in hand. no... she said again with much quieter and softer voice, her hands began to tremble and she kneeded them slowly still using the wall as protection please don't make me... But no matter how much she begged or how pathetic she looked Kar stood there and stared at her. Slowly Amy's hands reached up and began to unbotton the sweater, she looked at Kar one more time, hoping for sympathy but none came. The sweater was the first to go and then her shirt, revealing a white bra that held back a pair of breasts that seemed large for Amy's 5 foot build. With quivering lip she finally reached down and let her skirt fall to her ankles, then pulled down her black tights. Her panties were plain bikini style and they too were white buy unlike the bra they had small pink hearts on them. Amy's skin was pale under the clothing and her body was lean but soft, the slightest amount of baby fat could be seen around her waist showing she was in good shape but her curves had formed justly. With one more look at Kar she knew she hand no choice and dropped the bra first, her breasts perk for their size. Finally the panties dropped to her ankles and quite surprisingly her mound was shaved bare like the rest of her body. She may have not been sexual active but she was obsessive about hygien and control so it was only reasonable. Amy covered her breasts with one arm and her front with her other hand. She stood shaking cold in front of Kar, completely humiliated. Much as Kar guessed Amy's smooth milky skin was unblemished by tattoo or anything else.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

Kar smiled evilly when she finally caved to her demand. She felt a feeling of excitement as she stripped her clothing off, revealing her delicious pale body. It had been so long since Kar had actually gotten a girl's clothes off, so it was enjoyable to watch and it would be even more enjoyable to touch. With the knife still in her right hand, she reached her free hand out, and lightly squeezed each of her breasts, which were quite large in terms of proportion. She moved her hand down, from her chest down to her stomach, and then reached her head over, to look down her back and at her ass. Damn, She said, continuing to examine Amy's body, You look fine but you know what would make you look even more fine? She looked her in the eye. A tattoo. She ran her hand along the width of her belly, and said, Maybe something right here in big letters, 'slut'. She was testing, to see if that would sufficiently piss her off.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

Amy fought the groping hand to little success, she couldn't stay covered up and resist the much quicker motions of Kar. Even if she decided to expose herself Kar was still far stronger and would overpower her so Amy had no choice but to submit to this violation and it mad her feel dirty it made her feel disgusting. Her ass was firm in Kar's hand and offered a decent amount to squeeze. When she heard Kar's words her expression dropped. Please no! Please, just let me go! I won't tell anyone I'll leave and never come back please just don't do this! She was begging Kar, she even dropped to her knees. I can't please! I'll do anything just don't mutilate me like that! The idea of being tattooed with such a humiliating thing made Amy scared to her very core and she begged on her knees with hands grasping at Kar.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

The word she used, mutilate , confirmed, to Kar, her suspicions that she was a preppy bitch. Mutilate? , She said, I don't fucking mutilate people. It also pissed her off she saw it as another insult to her. But as she got on her knees and pleaded, she decided she could have some use for her. She could never let her go anyways she'd tell someone, and she'd get arrested. She couldn't let that happen. You're getting a tattoo, Amy, She said, and grabbed her arms, in an attempt to pull her towards the stairs. If she resisted too much, she knew the perfect way to get her to be a bit more compliant.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

Amy feared death but she didn't know whether Kar would kill her if she obeyed anyway. She fell limp on the ground, even trying to get some resistance with her legs like a stubborn child. No, I won't! I can't! Her voice was still soft, her throat hadn't recovered but the sound of her words denoted a loud punctuation. My parents will disown me! No one will respect me! She added, and in her mind Kar was killing her reputation and image by trying to tattoo her. It was a horrible feeling for Amy, it made her feel sick and he was sweating lightly, at any point Kar can kill her but if she followed Kar she'd be dying slowly forever branded in a humiliating manner, forced to endure the scorn of anyone who would see the mark if Kar did let her go.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

Kar tossed Amy aside, causing her naked body to land sideways on the cold concrete floor. She then turned around and went up the stairs, to get some of the stuff she had left over earlier from a deal that morning. She heated it up and put it in a syringe. She stuffed it in her pocket, and went back down the stairs. Within some time of being injected with it, Amy would have become much more plyable. That is, if she didn't have to wrestle with her once she got back down to the basement.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

Amy stayed on the floor only moving enough to pull up her panties and slide her sweater on. It was all she could really do, the struggles had left her drained and she didn't think she could stand on her own feet after having her head hit against the floor so much. All she knew was that she had to escape, somehow, but even if she managed to crawl up the stairs Kar would be there. She had no choice but to lay there, letting the cold floor numb some of her aching body, in hopes that maybe Kar would forget about her and she could regain enough strength to make her way out of all of this. With nothing left for her she began to sob, unsure of what would happen to her and whether she'd live through the night. Never before had she faced such hardship and now it was overwhelming, it felt as if she had no control anymore, as if her humanity was being taken from her and it made her realize just how sheltered her life had been in the past. In her hands she gripped a small locket praying, she wasn't religious but there wasn't much left to her besides crying and appealing to any one or anything that may listen, no matter how small the chances were.
Thread: The Tattoo Shop [NF/FM]

She saw that she had put some of her clothes back on. She was a bit annoyed she needed good access to Amy's arm. She took the syringe out of her pocket, and waved it in front of her. You think your parents are gonna disown you when they find out you have a tattoo? , She said, Just wait until they find out you're a junkie! She laughed. Take the fucking sweater off.
Thread: The PE Teacher (BG and MissMarissa)

Dani was getting ready for her first PE class ever. She had just been hired and she was relieved to have gotten the job. Most people wouldn't expect her to be a gym teacher by the looks of her. She stood at 5 foot 3 inches, she thin, brown mexican skin and long black hair that she had in a pony tail. She looked at her watch. SHe was going to give them a good gym class. A real work out, not let them sit around like their last PE teacher let them get away with. When they all walked in she greeted them. Hello Class. my name is Daniella Hernandez, but you can all call me Miss D. She started. First off, no cell phones, if i see or hear a cell phone i will take it away and you can pick it up from the principal at the end of the day. This isn't going to be a fly coarse class. You will sweat. Ladies, if you have make up on, take it off now or it will run down your face. Boys, make sure you have on deodorant. She finished. They didn't move. Go!
Thread: The PE Teacher (BG and MissMarissa)

Liza walked into class, blissfully unaware of the new PE teacher. She didn't pay attention to most things here. She was only really taking PE because she had to. She worked out on her own anyway so she hardly felt like she needed to be there. But still, it was a good opportunity to show her body off to the others. She enjoyed lounging around in her skimpy gym clothes, the tight elastic shorts and the form fitting tank top that barely came down past her ample breasts. One of her friends tapped her on the shoulder and she looked up. We've got a sub today? she whispered to her friend. No. Didn't you hear? Coach Duncan got fired. He was peeking on the guys in the shower. Seriously? she whispered back, a little too loud. She looked up, listening to the coach's speech. Huh. No phones? Please. She took the phone and tucked it safely into the tank top. Let's see her take it there. When the coach yelled, she was one of the last to move before eventually jogging with her friends. Well this is off to a good start..
Thread: The PE Teacher (BG and MissMarissa)

Dani watched as one of the girls seemed to be lazy about what she said. It wasn't hard for her to guess where her phone was. As they got ready she pulled out a soccer ball and basketball. Okay, we have a little work out area over there when if you don't want to play these games you can run on the treadmills and do some crunches. You are to NOT take breaks. Ladies if I see you standing around I'll make you do laps. She knew how girls were if they weren't warned. guys, i do not want fighting. Boxing will come later in the year. She said as she spoke to them. Go pick the option i gave you. She said as she let them all pass her. RUN THERE DON'T WALK! She yelled.
Thread: The PE Teacher (BG and MissMarissa)

She considered the options before her. Hmmm... Basketball she could look good on the jump shots but it involved more running around... and she WAS good at soccer. She headed over towards the soccer side of things and waited for the team to get together. Jeez... First day and she's already going nazi on us. This bitch is crazy. she muttered to a friend of hers as people began kicking the ball around. She watched it come her way before sprinting towards it and making a slide tackle, kicking it towards another player. She took her time getting up with a smile on her face. She was nothing if not egotistical.
Thread: The PE Teacher (BG and MissMarissa)

Dani watched everyone, but the one that was coming off as a brat caught her attention. She watched as she moved, beating everyone, even the boys. She was impressed. She looked away as the girl got up. SHe didn't need to watch her show off. A boy came up to her and started to talk to her. It wasn't until he got too close that she had to back away. Telling him he had to walk away he challenged her, moving closer to her. You need to leave right now kid. She warned him. he just stared at her, she glared.
Thread: The PE Teacher (BG and MissMarissa)

Liza was just showboating after scoring a goal when she noticed the boy hitting on the coach. Hm. She had to give him points for bravery. She didn't particularly like the kid. He'd hit on her before and when she'd made it clear that she wasn't interested, he got physical. But Liza grew up with brothers and she hadn't been in a playful mood. Sighing, she walked over to the coach, trying to wipe some of the sweat off of her lithe body. Hey, idiot. she said, coming up to the boy and sharply smacking him on the side of the head. Hard enough to hurt, too. Who told you you could hit on the teacher? It's her first day. she said, scowling at him, prepared to do something far more painful if he mouthed off. Liza wasn't much of a fighter. That would imply she was okay with getting hit. She was more of a hurter. She hurt the other person bad enough that they didn't WANT to fight.
Thread: The PE Teacher (BG and MissMarissa)

The guy looked at Liza. I'm being friendly. he said as he walked away. Dani looked at Liza. So that's your name. She said. She looked her over. Thank you for that. I am not allowed to hit students so he was pushing it. she warned. She looked her over again. Don't you think your clothes are a little too ... tight? She asked as she raised a brow. Everyone already know's you are gorgeous. Why not let them wonder?
Thread: The PE Teacher (BG and MissMarissa)

BabyGirl1990 said The guy looked at Liza. I'm being friendly. he said as he walked away. Dani looked at Liza. So that's your name. She said. She looked her over. Thank you for that. I am not allowed to hit students so he was pushing it. she warned. She looked her over again. Don't you think your clothes are a little too ... tight? She asked as she raised a brow. Everyone already know's you are gorgeous. Why not let them wonder? Click to expand... She smirked and moved some hair out of her face. Another teacher telling her to dress properly? Not exactly surprising she supposed. Don't think of it as letting them know or wonder... she said with a smirk. Just think of it as teasing people with what they can't have. She said. Or well... teasing most of them. I've got a... fairly select taste... but I'm not ENTIRELY asexual. she said, conversing entirely too casual with the teacher. Although most of the teachers were used to Liza's quirks, and more importantly knew to be on guard around the girl, Dani was knew and couldn't know her track record.
Thread: The PE Teacher (BG and MissMarissa)

Dani raised a brow. You should go keep playing. You've stood around long enough. She said. As the day went on she got more and more frustrated with students. They were lazy. So lazy! She sighed and had put out an announcements over the intercom about private PE lessons for groups of people who needed them. She needed the extra money, but she doubted anyone would sign up.