Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Intimate Ink (#tattoo #erotica #sexylittlepages)

By Anna Sky (Guest Blogger)

Tattoos have always been a source of fascination for me. And editing an anthology full of sexy tattoo stories has proved very self-indulgent! Admittedly, I did shudder a bit reading about how they dont grow out, and also, as someone who has a small-because-theyre-a-wimp tattoo, the thought of the pain is a complete turn-off.

However, the psychology of tattoos is a different matter – from rebellion against the norm, to showing someone is part of a group, they’re used across a huge range of contexts and cultures. I come from a background where tattoos are frowned upon; once my mother learned of the tattoo on my lower back (gained in my early twenties), she suggested never letting any employer ever know as I’d be out of a job. My last employer had far more tattoos and piercings than I’ll ever have, goodness only knows what my mother thought of him!

I came across medical research describing how tattoos help strengthen the immune system, that red ink is more likely to cause skin reactions and allergies and that tattooing can form part of reconstructive nipple surgery.

There’s some fascinating videos available on older people being inked for the first time and the effect of age on ink. And a couple of videos really made me appreciate the artistry involved, and the trust between artist and client – of course they can go horribly wrong, but there is some beautiful artwork out there, whether hidden under clothing or on show, there are some true living canvasses.

Of course, I spent hours ogling Googling tattoo images too; one of my favourites has to beMuch tattooed sailor aboard the USS New Jersey, dated 1944. Theres a tenderness between the two men shown and the tattoos themseves definitely tell a story



My research also led to thinking about D/s relationships and tattoos – whether a subtle (or in some cases, not so subtle) mark of ownership or a more intimate message between people engaged in powerplay.

Tattoos don’t have to be permanent either – I used to love play tattoos. There was a certain magic of applying it to my skin, soaking the paper and then pretending I was inked to see what it felt like. Play without the pain indeed! And permanent markers are also a source of fun; my partner and I recently ended up having a marker pen fight in the bedroom and it was erm… interesting, resulting in me being covered in rude words and him a few splotches!



Book Blurb

Tattoos are intimate and personal, yet can hide as much as they reveal...

This superb collection of erotic stories will have you squirming in your seat! Inked contains first tattoos in “Company Ink” and first times in “Scissoring”. An intrepid ink artist crosses galaxies to save mankind in “The Voron-Kali Emperor's New Clothes” whilst closer to home, a sub make a lifetime promise to her Master in “Commitment”.

In “Venomous Ink”, a vibrant tattoo shows there's much more than meets the eye whilst an art student longs to ink the object of her desire with her permanent markers, in “Sign Your Name”. An uptight commuter finds herself attracted to her polar opposite in “Uncovering Heather”, while the ultimate Dom looks to get what he deserves in “Her Midnight Roses”.

And in “Nine Lives”, a top tattoo artist has never forgotten one particular customer and when they reconnect, she discovers he has new ink for each new life.

Edited by Anna Sky, Inked contains nine sexy and provocative stories from Gregory L. Norris, Annabeth Leong, Victoria Blisse, Zak Jane Keir, Harley Easton, Jillian Boyd, Alain Bell, Lilya Loring and Katya Harris.

Excerpt (from “Venemous Ink” by Alain Bell)

Scarlett snaps out of her memories to concentrate on her work. Thinking about the woman that way could only lead to trouble. With a capital T. She will remain professional, no matter the attraction. She's almost done with the lifelike blue Malaysian coral snake. Its five-foot length seems to slither along Amalie's form, tail resting near her right hip and dipping under the sacral pattern as it moves low across her abdomen. The rest of its body weaves around the existing art, and over her right breast to curve back and spiral around her left. The head she's working on finishes with its mouth open, fangs poised to bite her nipple.

The thrusting of Amalie's hips increases as the needles sting her areola. Somehow, even in her subspace, the woman controls herself so only her fast deep breathing moves her chest while her pelvis pumps and rotates with abandon.

Nearly complete, Scarlett takes another break. All that remains are the fangs. The ink Amalie supplied shimmers with so much vibrancy that the scales seem alive. If it wasn't impossible, she would swear that the snake is breathing. It must be the movement of the writhing woman.

She gives Amalie another sip that the woman sucks down without any indication of being aware she's doing so. There are only two nuggets remaining of the savory-sweet teriyaki chicken. She snags one with her fork and eats it, amazed at how the flavors are still incredible after the eleven hours of grueling work.

Scarlett doesn't speak, but when she begins the painful white inking of the fangs Amalie begins chanting. What Scarlett hears makes no sense and she almost falters. The chanting sounds like mathematics. Amalie's tone is reverent, and her cadence musical, almost like she's praying, but the language is formulae and numbers.

Scarlett continues her art. The light rhythmic voice of the woman under her gun fills Scarlett with energy and comfort. The sound spurs her on and creativity flows through her fingers.

The instant the needle strikes the last drop of white into the perfect pale skin, Amalie screams. The scream isn't one of pain, but of someone having a shattering orgasm. Scarlett pushes her stool back as the scent of sex permeates the small room and the woman on the table loses her iron control and writhes in sensuous pleasure.

Then the impossible happens, Scarlett drops her tattoo gun. The snake writhes a single path around Amalie's body before returning to its home in the exact position she placed it. She blinks but the snake doesn't move again.

She rubs over her eyes and looks once more. It's still just a tattoo. Maybe eleven hours is too much for one sitting.

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About Anna Sky



Anna Sky is chief-editor for Sexy Little Pages and an erotica writer to boot. Shes been published by multiple presses and has selfpublished several of her own anthologies, one of which has even been quoted in a PhD thesis for short-story form! Apart from that shes (in no particular order) a geek, red wine drinker, poi hurler, Firefly fan, has a very dirty laugh and loves to perform research for her stories!


About Sexy Little Pages


Sexy Little Pages is a sex-positive publishing venture that supports and promotes independent erotica authors and editors. As a society we’re ashamed of sex and sexuality but we should celebrate it. Sex is an integral part of life, whether it’s fun, filthy, flirtatious, unfulfilling, an escape from reality or something else entirely. Our needs, expectations and fantasies are all different so we aim to publish for everybody and every body, across the whole delicious spectrum of genders, abilities, and desires.


2 comments:

Lisabet Sarai said...

I so want to read this, Anna!

Thanks for being my guest.

Anna Sky said...

Thank you so much for hosting me Lisabet x

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