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Daddy Marks His Property, Part 1

We decided it was time to mark my new girl...
Daddy Marks His Property, Part 1


This is a continuation of the series "Daddy's New Girl." It would be helpful if you read those first.

After several months of Stephanie learning her station and how I liked my house kept, etc., I felt it was time to have her marked. We had talked about tattoos as she was much like most other young girls these days.

I must admit that I love the tramp stamp tattoos that girls get just above their asses. I love the whole thong sticking out above the waistline of their pants with an ornate tat adorning their lower back look.

Stephie and I had discussed her being marked as mine and she had no problem with it. No names, just simply "Daddy's Girl" on her lower back, done tastefully with bright colors and decoration to make it artful.

I had already given her a very nice satin and lace, black choker with gold clasp and interchangeable charms. The charms she was given said things like "SLUT, " "DADDY'S GIRL" and "OWNED." While she was elated to receive her collar, as was I to collar her, it just didn't seem as though it carried enough weight. It could be removed easily. I wanted more permanence. And, after discussing it, Stephanie did as well.

So off to a new "upscale" tattoo and piercing parlor we went. It was Stephie's 20th birthday. She was wearing a stretchy halter mini dress that clung to her and left little to the imagination. I had her wear her collar as she always does when we go out; the "SLUT" charm affixed today. No panties, slightly heavy eye makeup, bright red lipstick and nails, both sets. And a pair of strappy 4" spike sandals with ankle straps. She was stunning with her long flowing golden curls that reached halfway down her back. To add to the mix, though, I had her insert a small butt plug for a little humility.

Neither of us wanted just any artist to mark her. We strolled around looking at pictures of artwork. We kept noticing that the ones we liked the most were by a very beautiful, quite young, Goth girl. She wasn't heavily pierced but had some tasteful piercings, that we could see. And, of course, she was adorned with ink, from tribal markings to colorful, ornate artwork. We learned that she had created the artwork and found an artist that could give it to her in the same detail. Beautiful, especially on her porcelain skin which was further accented by her black hair and piercing blue eyes. She was quite astute and surprisingly talented for her young age.

We had been taken to her little studio where we could discuss Stephie's markings in private. After a brief explanation of our situation, I asked the artist, Shawna, if she minded if I had Stephanie shed her dress while we discussed what I wanted for her. She fully understood as she sees all kinds come though the parlor. So Stephanie stood up and removed her dress. I also had her stand legs spread about shoulder width apart with her hands behind her head. This position made it much easier for Shawna to see her "canvas." However, Shawna had not yet seen Stephie's butt plug. A little surprise that I was waiting for her to discover.

Stephie and I had found a very colorful and ornate vine and leaf pattern to accompany the scroll type lettering. Lots of greens and reds and yellows. We picked a blue for the lettering that would match the other colors well. Since this was for Daddy, I had told Stephanie that I would get her a small tasteful diamond for her nose that she wanted so badly. We had learned earlier that Shawna would be able to handle our piercing needs as well. She seemed perfect for the tasks at hand, in more ways than one.

Shawna was wearing knee high lace up boots, a short black denim skirt and a black cotton halter top open in the front to reveal her ample cleavage. Her large nipples were hard and protruding though the thin material. Ouch! The afternoon promised to be quite fun.

Much to Stephanie's surprise, I told Shawna about the extra piercings that I wanted for my little girl. Five in all, two fairly stout, approximately half inch diameter gold rings in each of her labia, and a smaller, more demure ring in her taint just below her pussy. I added that I wanted a charm carrying my monogram with another ring to keep it facing forward to hang from the small ring in her taint.

Stephanie was getting a little uneasy, wanting to look at me, but knowing better than to avert her eyes from the point cross the room that she was fixated on. I told Shawna not to hesitate to give her a good swat if she was not cooperative. She was getting a little squirmy in her chair, crossing one leg over the other and back again and scootching her butt around. I think she was getting aroused by all of my requests and statements.

I wanted to show Shawna where I wanted the piercings in her labia to be located. I moved toward my little princess and saw that her little slit was glistening with her womanly juices already. We hadn't even touched her yet! I reached over with one hand and spread her lips to expose her inner labia. With my other hand I grabbed ahold of her inner lip on one side and stretched it out so I could show her the locations. I said, "Sweetie, you're getting all wet and slippery, " just to embarrass her even more.

"Yes, Daddy. I wasn't expecting any other piercings. It was a nice surprise to add to this situation. Thank you, Daddy."

Shawna shifted in her seat again, noticeably uneasy with her apparent arousal. "She's a lovely little girl, Sir, " she said more out of respect for my age than any kind of subservience. Also, I had not introduced myself by name.

Trying to grip Stephie's slippery lips was getting difficult as she was producing a copious amount of pussy juice. In fact, her sex had permeated the entire little studio. Giving up on getting a grip on her lips, I said, "Turn around precious, put your hands on your knees and push your ass out so we can see your taint better. You're too wet to get a grip on." She complied speechlessly.

Shawna now saw the butt plug for the first time. "Well, that's a first for me!" she exclaimed, a sly grin accompanying her blush.

I said, "Well, even though she is spotlessly clean inside, I didn't want her to have any accidental gastric expulsions while you were working on her."

"How very thoughtful, Sir. I've actually been confronted with that once or twice. Usually guys not expecting the pain and losing control momentarily. Maybe I should keep a plug in my studio!"

"And, like I said, if she squirms too much or doesn't follow directions, don't be afraid to give her a stout slap on the ass like this, " and I gave Stephie a good whack on the ass, leaving a red hand print on her little white cheek.

All we heard from Stephie was a muffled, "Mmm."

"You see, the little cunt likes it."

Shawna blushed again and again with the sly smile. She reached out and rubbed Stephie's fresh welt gently and said, "Well, I hope I don't have to resort to that, right Stephanie?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Now, and this may be somewhat unprofessional on my part, but I am the customer, so here goes. I would not begin to assume anything about you, but, if you would like to avail yourself of my little princess, here, you have my full permission to do so. And, if you have any questions about any of that, don't be afraid to ask me. She will do as you instruct her. I realize that I've confronted you with an unusual situation here, so if you have any questions, just feel free to ask them, OK?"

"Ooooh kaaayyy. Ummm, uhhh, thank you, Sir."

"You can just call me "D, " like the letter, if you'd like. When do we get started? Actually, I'd like to drive the needle through my little girl's labia when you get to that. How are you going to go about this? What's first?"

OK, D, I think I'd like to start with Stephanie's piercings first. They'll be a good warm-up for the tattoo needle. Also, It'll give me a chance to, uh, umm, settle myself a little, shall we say?"

"One more question before we start, if you don't mind? My little slut here is quite slim as you can see. Will you be able to do justice to the tattoo in it's shrunken state. Not to question your artistic ability whatsoever. I'm just wondering if it will still pop at a reduced scale, that's all. Your talent is why we chose you, by the way. Your work is exquisite."

"Well, first of all, thank you for the compliment. And second, yes, I won't have any problem shrinking it. I'll just use finer detail, that's all. It will still "pop," as you say."

"Uh, excuse me, Daddy? I have to go pee."

[Smack!] I gave her a crack on her other cheek to match the first one. "Damnit, cunt, I can't take you anywhere. You know better than to talk like that in public. Wait 'til we get home young lady. Now, would you like to try again?"

"Yes, Sir. May I use the ladies' room, please, Daddy?"

"Yes, you may. I'm sorry for that outburst, Shawna, she forgets her manners sometimes. She comes from trash. Sometimes it's like trying to polish a turd, if you'll excuse the expression. Where are your facilities?"

"Uh, take a right out of my studio and down the hall at the end on both sides."

"Would we offend anyone if she were to go as she is?"

"Uh, no, I don't think that will be a problem. I'm the only artist here today. It's just Randy up front at the counter and he'd have no reason to bring anyone back when I'm with a client."

"Excellent, come Stephanie, " and I held out my hand to take her to the "potty." When we reached the end of the hall I opened the door to the men's room and spied a floor length urinal. I hauled Stephie in the men's room with me and wheeled her up to the urinal. "Use this, princess."

She straddled the front and reached down and spread her lips and pulled up slightly so as not to piss on her foot or the floor. She let it fly, poking her pelvis out to make sure she hit her mark. Right about then, the door opened and in came who I assumed to be Randy, the guy at the counter, a surfer type.

"Whooaa, duuude. Now there's somethin' you don't see every day. Far out, " he exclaimed in his all too stereotypical surfer lingo. He just stood there watching.

When Stephie had finished I instructed her to wipe herself with her fingers and clean them off. She obeyed and wiped herself with her fingers, brought them to her lips and sucked the droplets of piss from them.

Surfer boy was like, "Oh my God, Dude, that's fuckin' radical."

I told Stephie to go wash her pussy off so she didn't smell like piss for Miss Shawna. She walked unabashedly to the sink and washed her little cunny with soap and water and dried herself while I took a leak.

"It's all yours, Dude, " as I motioned to the urinal as I stepped away. Of course he was too preoccupied with Stephanie to hear me. He snapped to when I slapped him on the upper arm and said, "Hey, the urinal's all yours, man."

"Oh, sorry, man."

I washed my hands and led Stephie back to the studio by the hand.

"Well, are we ready? If it's OK, I'd like to start with her first piercing and then you can take over from there," I said.

"That'll be fine, D."

We first picked out all the jewelry and Shawna prepped it she got out all the necessary instruments and unwrapped them from their sterile packaging and place them on her mobile tray table. She started to get out some kind of topical anesthesia and I waived it off. Shawna's eyes got big and she put it back.

I had Stephanie bend and hold onto the back of a chair for her first piercings, her labia. I instructed her to bend her knees slightly and spread her legs a little wider. I then smacked her pussy about ten times, not too hard, just enough to puff up her lips a little. Shawna then took a pair of forceps and clamped onto one of her labia over the first location. I got a little chub going when she took ahold of Stephie's labia to stretch it out a little to apply the clamp. She handed me a pair of latex gloves like hers and I put them on. She then handed me a rather thick curved needle.

"Just place it against the skin in the middle of the loop on the forceps and push it through quickly and leave it in. If you don't mind, I'll insert the rings."

"That's fine with me. Oh, I almost forgot, " before I put my gloves on I reached in my pocket and got out Stephie's nipple clamps. "Stand up a minute, Baby. Hands behind your head. Good girl. Daddy brought a little distraction for you, Sweetie." One at a time I rolled her nipples to get them stiffer than they already were. "Shawna, would you like to do the honors?" She blushed deeply and started to protest, but I cut her off, saying, "Please, I insist."

"Well, OK, since you insist," she said with a devilish lilt.

"Are you familiar with putting these things on?"

"Oh, I think I can manage, " she said playfully. "Do you want them on the tip or at the base?"

A little shocked by her question, I stammered, "Uh, at the base if you wouldn't mind?"

"No problem." She grabbed one nipple and pinched hard and pulled it out roughly and clamped the first one on with no trouble whatsoever.

While she began to do the other I said, "Hey, you're pretty good with those."

She applied the second one looking Stephanie straight in the eye, she said, "There you go, Princess," and looked at me with a very devilish grin. I had Stephanie resume her position so we could go to work on her now that she was properly distracted.

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