Woke

It had been a wild night of drinking as usual for Richard. It wasn’t uncommon for him to black out and wake up the next morning somewhere strange. But this morning was going to be the strangest morning of his life.

Waking up in some stranger’s bed, he initially thought he had gotten lucky. However, when he saw the “Black Power” shirt he was wearing, he started to get goosebumps. Why would he be wearing such a shirt? Also why was his body so sore?

Inspecting his body he learned that he had tattoo’s that hadn’t been there before. Disturbing and demeaning tattoos that he would never had chosen, like “Black Man’s Bitch”.

He tried to leave the strange room he had awoken in but found himself unable to cross the threshold. His body just wouldn’t obey. His mind kept telling him that his master would be back for him soon. Somehow, he just knew he was a slave now, and he was scared out of his mind. Even scarier was the desires he was feeling to worship this master’s cock with his mouth and ass.

Richard had started out a typical white boy, now he was a bitch for black cock.

VooDoo Tattoo

 

Eric had been a cheapskate tattoo artist who ran a sketchy parlor that saved money by reusing needles. Sure it was illegal and unethical, but it wasn’t physically hurting him, so he didn’t care.

Everything changed for Eric however when his dirty needle caused an infection of a client’s arm which ended up having to be amputated. He managed to weasel his way out of any legal consequences, but he would face other consequences. The man whose arm ended up being amputated had a boyfriend named Jacob who was proficient in the art of dark Voodoo. He decided that he would teach Eric a lesson by forcing him to get some obscene tattoos, like Fuck Me and Whip My Arse.

The day after the Jacob cast the curse, Eric found himself out of nowhere telling one of his employees to tattoo those two phrases onto him. It wasn’t until after the ink was drying that he realized what he had done. He couldn’t figure out why he had done that, or why he was suddenly desiring these things. He needed his ass to be whipped, and he needed to be fucked up the ass, but he was no homosexual right.

Eric found the following Friday he ended up losing his mind and having his employee tattoo something new on him, ‘Piss Over Me’. The next night he was at a gay fetish club, crying as his ass got fucked and he got a golden shower from another club goer.

Every week Jacob writes down something new on the Voodoo doll to have tattooed on Eric, and come Friday, no matter how hard Eric tried to prevent it, he would end up getting that new tattoo and become a slave to its words. He thought he had sunk to the lowest of lows when he had ended up with the ‘Scat Boy’ tattoo, but this week he got his first tattoo on his front side, right above his groin, two simple words that said ‘limp dick’. Now Eric’s dick remains flaccid twenty-four seven. He’ll never be able to produce another boner no matter how much Viagra he takes.

Friday is tomorrow and he is afraid to find out what will end up being tattooed on his body next.

The Tattoo

After losing his job, Harry had moved back in with his father to save money while he looked for a new job. But since moving back in things have sort of gotten weird. Like a lot weird. 

It had started one Sunday morning when he had woken up and had a hangover with no memories of the night before. His one ass cheek hurt but he never put much thought into it. It was that afternoon that he had started to learn about his new curse. He found himself litterly unable to say no to his father, unable to disobey anything his father commanded or suggested. 

It’s only been a week now and he is still unable to disobey his father. Each day the things his father has him do are getting far more disturbing and sexual. Just yesterday his father made him go out and buy a dildo and then fuck his virgin asshole with it while his dad watched. Harry just knows it won’t be much longer before his dad has him sitting on the cock that was used to conceive him. Somewhere inside Harry knows that this nightmare is just beginning.

What Harry is still oblivious too is the tattoo on his left butt cheek. His father had drugged him and had his friend tattoo it on with a special ink from Japan that did just as it claimed it would. Harry would now be a slave for the rest of his life, whenever the day comes that his dad passes away, Harry will then become the property of his younger brother.

Slave's New Ink

The slave had been stupid by trying to run away. He didn’t want to be a slave, he had still thought of himself as the straight white boy that his master had drugged and kidnapped over a year ago. But Master was smarter than the slave, he went to the police first and convinced them that the young man was his charge and that he was delusional. So, when the cops found him hiding on the streets they had brought him back.

Now the slave is going to be punished. Master has written all over his face and chest, and tomorrow Master’s tattoo artist friend is coming over and making those words permanent. Then if he ever tries to escape again, he won’t be able to hide his true nature from anyone.

 

The Problem With Smoking

Smoking can be very harmful to you in ways most would never imagine. But so can having the personality of an asshole, white supremacist. While most would never have this happen, Kenny here just happened to get a pack of special cigarettes. They’d been left on his desk at work by somebody while Kenny wasn’t there, and of course, Kenny wouldn’t turn down a free pack.

So that night he took his first cigarette from the pack and found them so good, so calming and so addicting, he’d smoked the entire pack in a half hour. He fell immediately asleep on his couch.

The next day he awoke a changed man. He felt happy, and in someways, possessed. He found himself skipping work and going to a dirty tattoo parlor where he got a pig tattooed on his chest, a tramp stamp that said ‘Dirty Slut’ and got his nipples and ears pierced. When he went to pay the man, the guy gave him some rings for his nipples and said an anonymous friend paid for it already.

Feeling lucky, Kenny left the parlor, forgetting to put his clothes back on. He walked through the streets of New York knowing he was looking for someone but not sure who.

He bought himself a new pack of cigs and found himself soon arrested by the police for indecent exposure. A full day in jail passed, with Kenny still in a haze until someone came and bailed him out. When he saw who had paid to get him out, he knew the guy right away. It was Anthony, his next door neighbor. Anthony, a nigger and fag. Anthony, who also happened to be a co-worker. Anthony, who’s real name had to be master, for now that’s all Kenny could think to call him.

He went home with Anthony, where he found himself another sex slave. Happy to do any humiliating thing to please Master. He regularly found himself sucking his master or his master's friend's dicks, or getting fucked in the ass, and eating and drinking as much human waste as master and friends had to offer. He also found he was not the only slave, Anthony had millions of packs of special cigarettes which he used to turn masculine, bully's into dick slaves. Kenny would be there for only a month before Master Anthony sold him to another guy to keep. Kenny was Anthony’s 250th sale.

 

Curse of the Superman Tattoo

What most men don’t know is that when getting the Superman Symbol tattooed anywhere on you, you take a risk of being cursed. Not ever guy who gets such a tattoo will find themselves under the ‘Superman Curse’, but you're still playing Russian roulette with your life.

The effects on one’s body from the ‘Superman Curse’ may not seem that bad at first. The victim finds themselves with increased strength, a body that heals much quicker and is far more durable, and it also increases the size of your manly parts. The problem is that your manly parts don’t stop growing until they are bigger than that of a horse’s (this guys penis isn’t even done growing yet). The penis will grow so large that it is impossible for it to even fit in a woman’s pussy any more.

As the days go by the victim will find that they no longer desire sex with women anyways. Their lust will continue to grow and grow but change to their ass. They will find that their assholes, like their cocks also will grow to inhuman sizes. Needing to be fucked, most victims end up caving and finding a larger horse that will fuck them since a human sized cock isn’t big enough anymore.

So unless any of the above would be the dream life for you, it’s wise to stay far away from such a tattoo.