Ink Mark

It all started with a flier.

Pale pink, slightly crumpled in the bottom of her tote bag. “Custom tattoos by Vex. Intimate. One-of-a-kind.” Something about the name had lingered in her head for days.

Now, Miri stood outside a brick-and-glass storefront with long beautiful black hair flowing in the wind, lip gloss catching the warm city light. She wore a fluttery yellow dress under an oversized cardigan, lace-trimmed socks peeking from Mary Janes shoes. The shop looked…dark. Unmarked except for a flickering neon light above the door.

She almost turned around.

But then the door creaked open, slow. Like it had been waiting for her.

Inside smelled like cedarwood and ink, citrus and smoke.

“Hello?” she called, voice barely above a whisper.

From the back, someone emerged.

She was tall. Handsome. Dangerous. A white button-up clung to her frame, sleeves rolled tattooed arms showing, black jeans that hid her womanly figure. Her hair was short but fluffy her dark black hair with blonde highlights pushed back, and her eyes—Miri blinked. Were they…red? Or was it the just lighting

“You’re early,” the woman said, voice like smoke and velvet.

“Oh. Sorry—I can come back?”

The woman smiled, just a little and took the cigarette she was smoking out of her mouth. “Don’t. I like early love. Come have a seat~”

Miri sat, nervous fingers fiddling with her dress hem as she explained the idea: a little garden on her upper back. Flowers. Vines. Something soft.

Vex sketched silently, dark brows drawn. She didn’t say much. But she looked at Miri like she was a riddle made of strawberries and porcelain. Like she couldn’t quite decide if she wanted to kiss her or break her.

“I’m Vex,” she said finally, setting the sketch aside. “You ready?”

Miri nodded, clutching the sides of the chair. “Um… yeah. It’s my first tattoo.”

“I know.” Vex stepped closer. Her cool fingers brushed Miri’s spine as she adjusted the straps of her dress, baring soft skin. “You smell like innocence.”

Miri laughed nervously. “I…uh. Thanks?”

The machine buzzed to life. Vex bent close. Her breath was cold on Miri’s neck.

“Hold still, sweetheart,” she whispered. “This might hurt a little.”

Miri bit her lip as the needle met skin—sharp, hot, intimate. Vex worked in slow, fluid movements, one hand bracing Miri’s waist, steady and sure. Every time her fingers grazed skin, Miri shivered.

“You’re doing very well,” Vex murmured. “Soft little thing like you… I expected more squirming.”

“I—I'm just trying to be brave.”

“Oh, you’re very brave,” Vex said, voice low. “Coming in here. Letting a stranger mark you and all.”

Miri blushed hard, lips parted.

“I didn’t think you'd be so…” She hesitated. “...intense.”

“And I didn’t think you’d be so sweet,” Vex said. “But here we are.”

Halfway through, Miri closed her eyes, dizzy with heat and pressure and something she couldn’t name. Vex was too close. Her scent, her presence, the cool press of her fingers against Miri’s overheated skin—it was all too much.

And then~

She felt breath against her neck.

Then lips.

Then teeth.

Then tongue.

sharp teeth softly grazed against Miri’s skin

Miri gasped and pulled away, wide eyes meeting glowing crimson.

“You—what—are you—?”

Vex didn’t react. She straightened, rolling her sleeves slowly, letting Miri see the full tattoos winding down her arms like shadowed runes.

“You didn’t know,” Vex said, voice quieter now. Almost soft. “But you do now.”

Miri's chest rose and fell in shallow breaths. “You’re a monster….”

“Yes. And?”

“And you were going to—?”

“No,” Vex said. “I was only thinking about it.”

A pause.

“And now?” Miri whispered.

Vex’s eyes flicked to her neck, then her lips. Her voice dropped to a dangerous purr.

“Now I’m asking sweetheart~.”

….

Miri didn’t answer with words.

She turned.

Pulled her hair aside.

Offered her neck like she was in some type of trance but she wasn’t she was already in the mood.

Vex was on her in a breath—lips, tongue, then a bite so sweet it made Miri moan, thighs pressing together. It wasn’t just pain. It was connection, like something ancient and electric sang in her blood, and Vex was drinking it like wine.

When Vex pulled back, her white shirt stained slightly with crimson, she held Miri’s gaze like she owned her.

“You’ll need to come back,” she said, brushing a blood-slick thumb down Miri’s spine. “I’m not done with your tattoo…”

Miri trembled, blushing from neck to knees.

“I think you’re not done with me, either.” She said

“Humm… are u saying you wanna stay?” Vex said with a grin. “Do u think you can take more?” She said teasingly Vex suddenly slipped her hands up Mira’s dress gripping her panties

“Do you want me as much as I want you?~” Vex said softly as she rubbed the inside of her thigh.

Mira stumbled over her words face turning a dark crimson. “W-What about my tattoo?…”

“We can always finish that another day princess~ give that part a break…”

“I- idk about this ma’am…”

Vex gripped her thigh tight digging her sharp thumb ring into Mira skin. “Oh… no…. Looks like u are bleeding let me help….” Vex smirked and lifted Mira’s dress up licking the bloody mark

“See…I’m only here to help u sweetheart~”

A cute moan escaped Mira’s mouth. “S-Stop… nggghhh~” she gripped her hair

“U are enjoying this to~ I can hear your heart pounding in your chest~”

Mira moves Vex’s head in between her legs

“Aaah I knew u wanted me as much as I wanted you…..” Vex trailed her fingers against Mira’s underwear teasing ever so slightly her clit.

“Wet- from all this- what are u some type of massocist?” She chuckles circling her finger around her clit. “Be a good girl and try to be quiet” she slipped her hands into her underwear and started to rub her

Whimpers and moans filled the tattoo shop.

“Such a naughty girl~” she slipped a finger into her pussy. “Shhh~ u have to be quiet..” she says as she put another finger inside her wet pussy. “M-MAAM- I- nggghhh….”

“Call me Vex, princess….” She growled, eyes locked on Mira’s expressions.

“Being such a good girl for me~” she felt Mira’s cunt clenched around her fingers.

“Ah.ah..ah- no cumming yet.. sweetheart~”

Vex slickly said sliding her finger out of Mira

“Mmm…I’m not ready for you too cum yet, u can’t unless i say so- got it?” She said with a stern but sensual voice.

Mira sat there panting, face bright red with her head down. “I want more….” She pleaded.

Vex raised a brow and smirked fangs showing “of course you do… you are such a dirty little slut with the outwards appearance of a soft- cute innocent girl.” She growled “good thing that’s exactly my type.” Vex commanded Mira to stand up and slowly strip for her

Mira shakily got up and started to slowly remove her dress then bra then lastly her wet panties.

Only thing left on her was a cross necklace that was hidden behind the collar of the dress.

“Awwww~ did you think that little cross was gonna protect you… how cute is that.” Vex teased as she leaned against her desk

“Come here and kiss me I don’t wanna have too do all this work” Vex playfully said

Mira trembling with excitement and fear walked up to Vex and softly leaned in for a kiss awaiting what’s the come her body starts trembling with fear and anticipation.

Mira pulled back and stood nervously as Vex approached, her leather boots clicking against the concrete floor. “Why’d you stop?” Vex's eyes, a piercing red, roamed over Mira's body, a mix of hunger and artistic intent. With a smirk, Vex reached out and unbuckled her own belt, the leather glinting under the harsh lights.

"Get back on that chair, Mira~ I have a good idea" Vex commanded, her voice a low, seductive purr. Mira complied, her heart pounding with a mix of fear and excitement. Vex wrapped the belt around Mira's wrists, securing her to the tattoo chair with a firm tug. The leather bit into her skin, a promise of restraint and pleasure.

Vex stepped back, admiring her handiwork. Mira's body was now fully vulnerable and exposed, her wrists bound, ready for Vex's dark artistry. Vex picked up her tattoo gun, a sleek, black instrument.

"Ready for this, Mira?" Vex's voice was tinged with an edge of danger.

Mira nodded, her breath already coming in short gasps. "I-i…”

Vex started, the gun buzzing to life, its vibration Mira's breath hitched as the vibrations intensified, the tattoo gun becoming a tool of pleasure as Vex flipped it around, using the back end as a makeshift vibrator.

Vex's eyes locked onto Mira's, a silent promise of ecstasy and pain. The back of the tattoo gun danced against her wet pussy, each stroke a symphony of sensation. Mira's back arched, a moan escaping her lips, as the vibrations sent waves of pleasure through her trembling body.

“Fuck- that’s so hot” Vex growled under her breath as she pushed the once cool tattoo gun that was now all heated up almost burning Mira’s clit. The back of the tattoo gun pressed against harder and harder against her clit, the vibrations sending shocks of pleasure and pain through Mira's body. Mira's back arched, a cry escaping her lips as she begged, "Please, Vex, it's too much! Stop!"

Vex snarled, a feral sound that sent a shiver down Mira's spine. She leaned in close, her breath ice cold against Mira's ear. "Shh, you. You'll take it like a good girl." With a swift movement, Vex covered Mira's mouth with her hand, muffling her cries. “Shut up or I’ll make u cry for real”

Mira's eyes widened, a mix of fear and arousal in her gaze. Vex's removed her hand from Mira’s mouth and moved her thumb to Mira's lower lip, she leaned in, her fangs piercing the soft flesh with a precision that was both brutal and beautiful. Blood welled up, a crimson droplet that Vex captured with her tongue.

"You are so pretty when you bleed," Vex murmured, her voice a low, dangerous purr. She continued to work the tattoo gun against Mira's clit, the vibrations relentless, the pleasure and pain intertwining until Mira was a writhing, moaning mess beneath her.

Vex's trailed her bloody lips lower to Mira’s bare chest and pierced her right breast, drawing more blood, more pleasure from Mira's body.

“I wanna mark you in more ways then just tattoos ~” Vex smirked

Suddenly, Vex's head dipped lower, her tongue replacing the tattoo gun against Mira's clit. The wet, warm sensation sent Mira into a frenzy, her hips bucking against Vex's face. Vex's fingers, slick with Mira's arousal, slipped inside her, curling and stroking with expert precision.

Mira's moans were loud and dramatic, her body trembling with the intensity of the pleasure. Vex's tongue and fingers worked in perfect harmony, driving Mira to the brink of ecstasy. The tattoo gun, now forgotten, lay discarded on the table as Vex devoted herself fully to Mira's pleasure.

Vex's fangs grazed Mira's inner thigh, a promise of more pain and pleasure to come. She bit down, drawing another stream of blood, her tongue lapping at the wound as her fingers continued to fuck Mira relentlessly.