Prison tats aren’t pretty, and they aren’t very fun if they’re done too fast. At least for the person at the business end of the knife. I had marked quite a few guys in prison, so I knew just what to do. As I watched Newbe get whipped by the other hot chick I knew her tat suited her fine. COMPANY SLUT was written above her ass, just high enough on her hips that her pants would never hide it, and any bare midriff outfit would expose her new name. I was able to get the letters big enough to see from a distance. Not a bad job, I thought to myself as I rubbed my cock thru my pants. This show was getting me hot and bothered, but I wasn’t in a hurry. The COMPANY SLUT was getting a good whipping now, and danced and jerked her torso as the leather sliced into her. Steel1SH was starting to get into the role, her orgasm-denied cunt getting heated up by the abuse she was dishing out, and more importantly by the effect it was having on Newbe. She was quite a wet one, and I bet it humiliated her to no end feeling the rivers of her own arousal dripping across her whipmarked, inverted body…
I watch Hank(?) pick up the whip and Steel1SH kneel before them both. I walk up behind them and hear “…deserves to come”. I trace my fingers across the welts on Newbe’s back, and across the new tat on her lower back. I pull my knife back out and slowly ride the tip down the inside of her thighs to her messy spread-open cunt, and back up the other side, leaving a thin white line that is now turning red. “Man we are gonna mark this chick up good” I say, barely containing my excitement as I finish with the knife. I push the thick handle into Newbe’s pussy, and twist it around a bit, soaking the leather. The wicked-sharp blade sticks up like some bizzare ornament, quivering as her cunt muscles tighten around it.. As I pull it out, ropes of her come mixed with semen pull off it. I walk over to the kneeling Steel1SH and grab her by the hair with a yank. She has a glazed look in her eye and barely yelps as I push the knife handle into her throat, being careful with the blade. I want her to taste Newbe’s cunt and all the spunk deposted there. I try to visualize marking her as well and wonder what this bitch’s tat will say. I unzip my pants and pull out my half-hard cock. My Prince Albert piercing shines in the low light as I lazily stoke my shaft. I reach out and wrap Steel1SH’s sweaty hair around it, slowly fucking my hips up against her face as she struggles to keep the knife from dropping from her mouth onto her exposed, vulnerable skin. Spit from her mouth rolls down the blade and slowly drips off. I smile and grab her head in a vice-like grip and grind against the side of her face. I remember the guys I skullfucked in prison. “Mmm… pretty hair” I coo.