"What the fuck?" James thought when she had turned to look at the tattoo Matt had put on her back. She had expected to see a pair of angel wings, the least offensive of the choices she had been given, but instead of the wings, she saw writing.
James was trying to make out the writing and didn't even hear the water from the shower turn off. It took James a few seconds to decipher the backwards, delicate calligraphy that was her new 'tramp stamp'. In shock, James nearly screamed what was written on her back.
"You have the cock
so you make the rules!"
A burst of laughter came from the other side of the bathroom door, which immediately swung open. "That's what I like to hear from my women!" Matt said stepping through the doorway, still naked, but with a grin that went ear to ear.
"You fucker!" James screamed as she took a swing at Matt, but Matt had been expecting this sort of reaction and easily caught James' arm and had spun her around to face the bathroom mirror, easily pinning both her arms behind her back.
James struggled in vain as Matt easily held Jill's arm's will little difficulty.
"What's a matter baby, don't like your new Tattoo?" Matt laughed.
After everything else James had been through, after everything that Matt had done to her, how he had use her all day long, she didn't know why this upset her more than everything else, but what Matt said next made her understand why this bothered her more than all the rest.
"See baby, I didn't think the Angel wings tattoo suited you, who you really are. I liked what your t-shirt said and I was going to put what it said about you having the pussy and you making the rules, but that made you seem like you were the boss and that you called the shots." He let a laugh. "But that doesn't suit you either sweet thing, not after all the effort you went to please me today. So I put this on you, so that in the future any guy you meet won't have to put up with a bunch of bullshit about figuring out what kind of woman you are, as soon as they see this they will be able to put two and two together and know that you want to be dominated and that you are nothing more than a sex toy for there pleasure."
Matt pushed James as he released her arms. James managed to catch herself on the sink, steadied herself and just stood there transfixed at Jill's reflection. James sat transfixed looking at herself, barely noticing Matt turning to go get dressed. James looked at her reflection in revolution. She knew what Matt said was bullshit, or at least part of it was, sure there would be guys that would see this as an invitation to put her under there thumb and control her, or at best it said that she was a slut, but that isn't what bothered James the most, it was what Matt said about James being so submissive and how quickly James had been to do whatever Matt had wanted in an attempt to please him. This isn't how a guy should have acted, James should have come up with some way to make Matt tell her the information without humiliating herself all day long, but instead she had just submitted to her fate and done what he had wanted. This isn't how he would have acted in the past, but since she had become Jill, since she had lived three months believing she was Jill, she had taken on some many ways of acting that were alien to her, ways of thinking, of acting, even the way she talked, that as she stared at her naked reflection, she began to fear that she wasn't even truly James any longer and she began to fear that even if she got her old body back, that she wouldn't be able to return to her old life. She knew that if she was ever going back, she had to make it soon or she ran the risk of loosing herself forever.
"Alright baby, its been fun, but I got to be going." Matt said as he finished dressing as he picked up his tattooing gear and started heading towards the door.
"Wait!" James shrieked as she saw Matt about to leave. She spun around and raced to the door just as Matt was about to open it. "What about where my stuff is?" James said in desperation.
"OH Yeah", Matt said with a smile as he turned to face James. "I almost forgot." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. "Here's the address of where they took your stuff...and you can have it for the price of a blowjob."
James knew she didn't really have a choice and knew what she had to do. She walked up to Matt who grinned at her the whole time. She reached for his belt and buckled his pants. She could already feel his arousal before she slid his pants down and it sprung forward at her. She let his Pants fall down to his ankles as she looked up at him.
"Come on Baby, suck it and this is all yours.' He said waving the paper towards her, tempting her.
James let out a defeated sigh and brought her knee up, full force into Matt crotch. Matt let out a groan and collapsed forward, landing hard on his knees. James quickly snatched the piece of paper from Matt's hands and quickly reached for the doorknob. Matt was unable to move, but was finally able to draw in a breath by the time James had opened the door and returned to stand there in front of him. Matt looked up in time to see the naked girl that he had been using all day bring up her foot and shove him backwards out the doorway where he landed with a thud in the hallway. James picked up the tattoo gear and tossed it out the door where it landed with a thud on Matt.
A cleaning woman down the hall caught sight of the man with his pants down struggling to get up as the naked woman who had just thrown him out slammed the door shut. She watched as the man staggered to his feet and pounded on the door and cursed for a few seconds, until he finally pulled up his pants, picked up his bag and left.
James stood inside on the other side of the door feeling her heart beat a mile a minute. She felt amazing. She had made the first step of taking her life back, now she just needed the medallion. She looked down at the paper she had taken from Matt in excitement, but felt her heart sink when she saw what was written there...
