Lionheart's Complete Control
Lionheart leaned down, pointing at a new tattoo that nick had gotten permanently inked into his fur. along with the pachyderm hoof he now had a large lion's paw tattoo that started at his lower belly and ended at his groin. "nick is a sex toy.
His plaything for the night
His tattoos shone weakly as he was forced out of his strongest transformation from his energy reserves running out, shrinking back to human.
Bound to please - Vol 18: Stallion's Toy
"what about shaving or tattooing?" master curtis suggested. "well, one of my other slave girls knows how to apply henna tattoos. we've used that to decorate the wrists and throats of some of my short furred slave girls.
His Canvas (Commission)
He ventured into the tattoo artist’s den once a week unless called for, leaving each time with a new piercing, a new tattoo, or more detail on an older one.
Under A Willow Tree
The husky replied, and winter didn't miss how his eyes glanced over the bit of his tattoo that was showing.
The wedding day
Jason could only tilt his head back and groan as she tit fucked him, her tattooed and peirced tits rippiling sexily as they bounced on his cock.
High School Herms: Chapter 4: Young at Heart
To cover her tattoos, they said. not a good example for the students, they said.
To Appease a God
Gone were her tribal tattoos and painted symbols of fertility. her skin was fair and unmarred, except for one new marking. nestled above sylvia's pussy, visible to all, was an intricate womb tattoo.
Like father, like son
Did it hurt, getting these tattoos?" emma giggled, and said, "that tickles! no, those are henna tattoos, so it didn't hurt at all. i do have to get them reapplied every few weeks though, or they will just fade away completely.
Bath House
The tattoo on kit's arm was expanding as well.
Those Who Forgot to Die - Part 9
The male pointed at zeke's left forearm, his tattoo. "what's up with your tattoo?" the male asked. the otter male had to be british, due to his accent, and seemed young, as if he was merely a teenager.
The Prized Concubine
Likewise to his womb tattoo that glowed like another lamp. “you-” coughed and spat richard, dislodging those calloused fingers. “you… know why.” “elaborate, my concubine.”