Meg get's a few more tattoo's than she bargained for after her birthday gangbang.

“Good morning Master,” she said as she slowly sucked his cock to wake him. 

Kyle smiled as he looked down at his morning ritual, “Good morning my slut, happy birthday.”

“Thank you sir. Have you put any more thought into my request?”

“I told you, I’ve arranged a party for you and everyone will be eager to have fun.”

Meg smiled. Kyle would often let his friends use her when they came over and she loved it. She had been living with Kyle for 4 years now and had done nothing but worship and serve him every day since. 

When they first met, she was working part time as a waitress, but after Kyle proposed she quit her job to focus on him, she’d done nothing but worry about pleasuring him. They lived in a modest house and she spent her days naked and attending to Kyle sexually. 

She’d give him multiple blowjobs a day, take his cock balls deep in her holes, and service him in many other ways.

He would often even loan her to friends and had a strict set of rules she lived by. Meg loved it, and wanted nothing more than to remain his permanent slave forever.

“Master, you know what else I mean.” She shyly replied. She’d been begging for the last couple years to get a tattoo to permanently remind those who use her where she belongs.

“That’s right,” Kyle said suspiciously, “what do you think the tattoo would say?”

“Well, that’s kind of up to you… but maybe ‘Kyle’s Slave’ or ‘Fuck Me’ or anything really.”

“Aren’t you scared someone will see?”

Meg thought for a second, “not really, I don’t go in public often, I’m usually here or at one of your friends houses. Besides, I’m not ashamed of my life, I want them all to know that and it will remind me every time I look in the mirror.”

Kyle slowly rose from the bed to prepare for the party, “I’ll think about some ideas.”

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It was a good size party. Her master had invited 15 of his friends over to use Meg for a few hours. The goal was for everyone to give her two loads so she could earn 30 for her 30th birthday.

Meg had pleasured plenty of Kyle’s friends before, but typically no more than 4 or 5 at a time.

As a couple people trickled in, they smiled seeing her setting out the final items before the rest arrived. Most hostesses would be putting out chips and drinks, but Meg was putting out lube and cock rings.

In addition, Meg was completely naked. Her perky breasts accented her front, and her toned ass caught attention on the back. The men loved seeing Meg exposed and knowing it wouldn’t be long before they would get to use her.

Kyle approached his naked slave girl with a smile, interrupting her on her way to greet the first of the guests. 

“Before the party starts,” he spun her around and opened a marker, slowly writing on her upper back, ‘Kyle’s Gangbang Slut’ in big bold letters.

After he finished, Kyle took the marker and tied a string around it and connected the other end to her collar. 

Meg looked down and smiled in confusion, “what’s this?”

“As a small gift for you to remember tomorrow, I want each person to leave their mark on you tonight.” 

Meg loved the idea, she could feel her pussy getting wet just thinking about all these men writing degrading things on her. 

“But what did you write on my back sir?” She was dying to know. 

“You’ll have to wait and see, though I suppose I’ll add one more.”

Kyle picked up the marker and Meg held still as he wrote ‘Free Use’ across her forehead. 

Meg smiled and went to greet the guests. The first two men she had met before. One of them had an average cock but could last a while, the other had a big one and always enjoyed anal, he had a habit of opening her ass up with little mercy. 

“Sirs, may I take your pants?” 

Both of them began undoing their belts as Meg dropped to her knees and began sucking them back to back. 

As more guys arrived, Meg was making the rounds, slowly getting everyone prepped with a light blowjob to get them in the mood.

About 15 minutes in, Kyle made an announcement. “Welcome everyone to my little sluts birthday! Let’s try to get her those 30 loads tonight, and let’s leave our mark on her everywhere we can.”

The men cheered and began groping Meg immediately, she was pushed over the table and quickly a cock went right back down her throat. 

She enjoyed the cock, trying to place which guys it was as it happened so quickly. As he fucked her throat, one of the other guys laughed and drew random dicks up and down her arms using the marker.

Before Meg could think however, someone approached her down below. 

He took the marker and signed his name on her back, before giving her a few spanks on her ass to get it bright red. 

“I hear she likes that,” the guy said. He grabbed the marker and wrote ‘Spank Me” on her left ass cheek before passing it to someone else. 

“Nah man, you gotta do it like this.” The guy took it and wrote ‘No Mercy’ on her other ass cheek before signing his name and sticking his finger into her pussy. 

Meg was already wet as hell as the men groped her and used her throat. Now they were fingering her and playing with her pussy making her even wetter.

Suddenly, the big dick guy who likes anal approached. “I think she’s ready for some real fun.”

Meg immediately recognized his voice and melted. She loved when he used her, but man did it hurt. 

He took the marker and drew a big arrow on her lower back pointing toward her ass. Then, with just some spit and pussy juice, he began forcing his cock into Meg’s ass. 

She almost came at the pleasure and pain all at once, but kept sucking the rotating cocks in her mouth as he picked up speed. 

After a couple minutes, the guy came deep inside her ass and cheered as he pulled out. Another cock immediately took his place, slightly smaller at least. 

As he pumped in and out, he wrote ‘ANAL SLUT’ in big letters on each side of the arrow.

Once he came, he signed her back like the rest and they flipped her over. Meg had sucked at least most of the guys at this point, and now she had a third one going in her ass. She wished they would use her pussy, but she knew Kyle typically didn’t allow people other than him to.

The next guy came and traded places in her ass as one of them jumped on the table. He squatted over Meg’s head and began forcing her to eat his ass as the men cheered.

Meg eagerly licked his hole, desperate for more. As she did so, the guy slowly drew arrows around her nipples and wrote ‘PINCH’ on one and ‘TWIST’ on the other.

Clearly it was a good idea, because now the men began abusing her nipples like never before.

They continued to laugh as another one slid into her ass and grabbed the marker, writing ‘SLAP ME’ just above her pussy. Suddenly, a new activity was on their minds as they began occasionally slapping her pussy and clit whenever she appeared to be getting close.

As the guy on her face rose, she gasped for air but smelled the marker nearby. He held her still to write something. On her upper lip and chin, were the words ‘ASS EATER’ now.

Meg was noticing a trend. Whenever one of them had an idea, they all implemented it together. Suddenly, she was getting her pussy slapped, nipples pinched, and eating more ass than ever before.

Over the next couple hours, Meg was marked and used even more… 

One of them wrote ‘URINAL BITCH’ on her left cheek, which meant she was now drinking piss between fuckings. 

Another wrote ‘FOOT CLEANER’ on her right cheek which meant she was now licking their feet as they fucked her on ground. 

One spread her ass cheeks and wrote ‘KEEP FULL’ on each side of her hole.

Finally someone took the prime spot on her chest, just above her breasts, to write ‘DEGRADE ME’ in large capital letters. Meg was now being spit on, pissed on, and fucked every way imaginable. 

Every one of the men had used her hard, signed their name, and found something degrading to write. By the end of it, nearly every inch of her body was covered in vulgar words and obscene drawings. 

As the clock struck midnight, Kyle approached Meg now that the party had calmed down. 

“Good job my little slut.”

“Thank you sir.” Meg was out of breath and broken.

“I’ve been thinking about your tattoo idea, and you do look good with some of these things.”

Meg looked down as the marker all over her body. She was wetter than ever seeing what the men truly thought about her. 

“I love knowing what they think of me sir.”

“Here,” Kyle handed her a drink, “let’s go get that tattoo later, I’ll give you something for the pain.” 

Meg took a few sips of the drink before sitting down. Her body was covered in sweat and bodily fluids as she slowly shut her eyes and drifted to sleep. 

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Meg jumped as she awoke, surprised that she was unable to remember being put into this predicament. She was bound on a cross in the corner, which wasn’t what was weird, but her entire body ached and she didn’t remember going to sleep after the party. 

Kyle entered just as he heard her. Meg was confused. “Sir, what’s going on, I don’t remember anything. Why am I tied up?”

“Well my sweet little whore, I decided you deserved those tattoo’s you wanted after all. I just didn’t want you to get nervous.”

“Nervous?” Meg was confused, “I don’t understand sir.”

Kyle opened the closet door and pulled out what appeared to be a large wardrobe mirror, and spun it around. 

Meg screamed and then laughed, “wait what, this is just the marker from last night?” She gave another nervous laugh as Kyle brought it closer. 

“I’m afraid not,” he said. “You see, after the party, my dear friend tattooed over all of the marker, so now everything that was written on you last night will now be there forever in each of my friends handwriting.”

Meg was horrified. She could live with the pinch and twist nipples, degrade me on her chest, and even slap me above her pussy, but her face was still tattooed with words like urinal and ass eater. She was covered from head to toe. 

“Surely you're joking sir,” she said with a shaky voice.

“I’m happy to tell you I’m not. You asked me many times for this, and all of my friends worked hard to help come up with this art, just wait until you see the back.” 

Meg sobbed as Kyle waited for reality to set in for her. Eventually she was calm enough to be unhooked and admire her new body. 

“Are you sure this is what you wanted sir?” 

“Yes my slut, now nobody will mistake who you are or how to use you.”

Kyle admired his slave as she read the words that covered her. Eventually, she dropped to her knees and looked up at him, “how may I serve you sir.”