Chapter 411

We’d both consented to permanent marks in the form of tattoos. Mine was a little more discreet, in that it could only be seen if I was naked, which I often was in my home, or among other proponents of D/s, say for instance at my parents’ home, or Sean’s parents, for that matter. It was a stylized pussycat on my mons, which I kept shaved. Lenore’s was more visible. On the upper swell of her breast, which was often visible if her top was skimpy enough, it said, “Sean’s Pet Slave” The ‘Sean’s Pet’ was visible with near everything she had with a neckline. She had to expose a great deal of cleavage to see the ‘Slave’. I think it was a subtle reminder to anyone who knew us, and that I was Sean’s wife, that she was cuckqueaning me, sleeping with my husband. I didn’t mind. In fact, I’d given her a ring when she became pregnant with Sean’s child, to which I wore the twin, which showed that since she couldn’t marry him, she was still a part of our family unit. I think she was buried between m