Let me start off with this statement. I like to be spanked. I have always like
the feel of it and the warm after-glow of a good spanking on my butt cheeks.
It didn't take me long to convince my boyfriend to give me what I wanted and
he even made a little paddle with holes in it (to add to the sting) to use on
me when I was "bad". It was in looking at a magazine on Tattooing that I got
the idea for a very special sort of tattoo. It was inspired by the comment by
boyfriend made that he would give me a pair of rosey cheeks just before he
gave me a very erotic session followed by some of the best sex I have ever
had. It was a picture of a girl with a rose on her butt. If I could have two
large, life sized, roses tattooed on my cheeks they might serve as 'targets'
for spanking. Then I got another idea. If I had them outlined in blue--they
would look like 'white roses' on my butt and when he spanked me they would
change into pink or red roses giving him added reason to give me the paddling
I like so much.
I didn't tell him of this idea but it kept with me. I
started to cut out pictures of roses to use as a basis for the design. I used
the xerox to blow up the image to the right 'size'. When I was alone in the
apartment I would cut out the roses and tape them to my cheeks to see how they
would look. When my boyfriend was called to the to the east coast on business
for six weeks I knew I had a chance to do something about my fantasy. I must
admit I thought about it for a week before I drove to Pat Fishes Tattoo tattoo
shop I had used in the past in Santa Barbara. I didn't have to wait very long
before I could show the artist my designs (really two--one for each cheek) and
told her why I wanted it where I wanted it. She made a number of changes to
the leaves and stem of the two designs and suggested that the leaves be done
with green to make them more life like. She even suggested some white high
lights that would show up when I was spanked. She wanted to do them in two
sessions but I wanted them healed upon by boyfriend's return so I had them
done in one two hour-session. My heart was pounding like a drum when I filled
out all the paper work and took out the money to pay for it. It cost more than
I expected but I knew good work isn't cheap so I brought along more money. I
stripped down to a thong and bent onto a sort of table-bed thing while the
cool disinfectant was put on--then the design. She had me approve of the two
placements. I couldn't see the faint outlines in the mirror and I had to run
back to my purse to get my glasses to see better. They looked OK and I told
her to start the process. I was ready for the pain when the needles began. I
found it wasn't as painful as I thought it would be. Maybe all the spankings
had made my butt resistent to pain or maybe, and I expect this is true, the
artist was good at what she was doing. I could only describe the feeling as
'interesting' and 'mildly erotic'. As I felt the needles (she used black
rather than blue ink) I kept imagining all the spankings I would have in the
future. It was a strange feeling--bending over in a tea shirt and thong while
the roses went on. The colors were the least painful but by the time I saw
them in the mirror I was stunned at how beautiful and erotic they made my rear
end look. I had to call my boyfriend that night to tell him all about my
fantasy and the two 'white' roses. They healed well, but itched some. There
was only a few problems with keeping them clean becase I couldn't see what I
was doing when I cleaned them and put on disinfectant. It wasn't too easy
sitting for three or four days at work. I had a hard time not telling everyone
that I had roses on my butt! I did go out and buy a new thong bathing suit so
I could show off my works of art in public (if I ever have the guts to do so).
Still, the tattoo was much better than the other one I had done in the past.
When my boyfriend came in, I met him at the airport with a dress that had a
full skirt and a thong, when we hugged he felt of my butt. I turned right
around and raised my skirt to give him a flash of my rosey cheeks. That night
he made them very red indeed! Now I am thinking or adding more roses to my
collection--maybe I will turn my nipples into rosebuds? Who knows?
