Mafia King's Daughter

Chapter 4

Ravyn's POV:

While Drake was getting the supplies around, I sat on the table. I pulled the straps off of my shoulders and let them drop to my sides. I grabbed my crop top, pulled it over my head, and set it on the table next to me. I have always loved the way my breasts looked and their size. I'm busty like my mom with a full C cup and I've always wanted to enhance them with piercings.

I sat there and watched him as he put his gloves on before he turned and looked at me. His eyes darted right at my chest and I could tell that he enjoyed what he saw. This would be the first time I've had my breasts on display for him or for anyone for that matter. When he did my wings I had to have my shirt and bra off because of how low the wings went but I was laying on my chest the entire time.

Knowing that he liked my assets was a nice boost to my self-image. He walked over to me and set the case on the table next to me. He took his foot and pulled his stool closer to me so he could sit and lower himself to the correct level. He was a man of decent height. Probably around five foot ten inches if I had to guess. Still tall enough that he needed to sit.

"They need to be a little harder so I can get the dots in the correct spot." He told me as he looked up at me for permission to touch me and I nodded.

He took his fingers and rubbed the n****e of my left breast. I closed my eyes as he rubbed them, creating a strong feeling in my n****e that seemed to travel down to my womanhood which was already starting to feel wet from the idea of sitting here topless. He only rubbed it a few times before he stopped and I opened my eyes to watch him.

He took the n****e and placed a dot on both sides, looking from side to side to make sure they were lined up. He took the clamp and placed it on my n****e, causing me to let out a soft moan from the pressure of the clamp. He took the needle and ripped the package it was in and placed the point on the side of my n****e.

"Okay, sweety, are you ready?" He asked me and I closed my eyes as I nodded.

He didn't even count, he just pushed the needle and I sucked in hard from the pain, clenching my lips shut to keep myself from screaming.

"Oh, s**t! f**k! That hurts like a b***h!" I exclaimed in pain as I watched him put the barbell on the end of the needle so he could finish pushing it through my n****e.

My heart and adrenaline were pumping through my veins at a rapid pace. I wanted to breathe heavily but knew that I had to stay as still as I could so he could finish with that side.

"You still good to have the other done?" He asked and I quickly nodded.

"Do it quickly before I change my mind," I told him and he laughed as he took hold of my other n****e and placed the dots on both sides.

I took a few more breaths to help prepare myself for the next one as he put the clamp in place.

"Okay, sweety, last one." He told me and I just closed my eyes.

He pushed the needle through and I almost couldn't stop myself from releasing a cry of pain. This one hurt so much more than the first one! I even felt a few tears in my eyes that I had to wipe away.

"Dammit! That one was bad!" I told him as I released a cry-filled laugh.

"The second tends to hurt a little more." He told me as he pushed the needle the rest of the way through and screwed the end of the barbell on.

"You may have some bleeding for the first week." He told me while I looked down at them and he got up and dumped his supplies into the trash.

He turned around and looked at them and I could see a hint of a smile on his face.

"They look really nice. You should come over to the mirror and look." He told me and I couldn't help but smile I was that excited to have them finally.

I slid off of the table and walked over to the full-length mirror he had next to the door into the room and looked at them. They did look really good and they accentuated my breasts nicely. I couldn't wait for them to be played with either by my hands or by someone else's. I continued to look at them as he walked up behind me and looked into the mirror at me.

"What would you like next? The other piercing or your tat?" He asked.

"Let's do the piercing since you already have that out before getting your gun out," I told him and he just nodded and walked away to get everything around as I continued to stand there and stare at them.

I took my hands under my breasts and lifted them, squeezed them, and just watched the way they looked with their new jewelry.

"I can't wait to start changing the jewelry out," I told him as I turned and walked back over to the table.

"That's when the real fun starts." He said as he laughed.

I got on the table and laid down on my back with my hands resting just below my breasts as I waited for him to get what he needed. It only took a few minutes before he walked back over.

"This will be like a walk in the park compared to what you just had done." He said with a chuckle.

"I'm sure," I responded with a laugh.

He leaned over me as he took the marker and made the dots on my belly button. I tried to look down to watch him but couldn't see it as well as I could my n*****s when they were done. He got the clamp out and put it in place. This one wasn't nearly as bad as he slipped the needle through the skin. I almost made no noise with this one, just closed my eyes. After just a few seconds he had the curved barbell connected and he was taking a cotton swab and cleaning the little bit of blood that ran out.

"Okay, babe, time to get inked, again." He said with a laugh as he got his gun and everything else out.

Due to the location and size of the tattoo, I was getting this time, I stayed laying on the table.

"Do you want the top star to start in the same place you have it in the drawing?" He asked me as he was looking at the drawing I had brought in.

"Yeah, I want it just below my breast but not hidden," I told him and he nodded as he was looking down at the paper.

"If that's the case, then I need you to sit with your back straight so I can see where your breast lays naturally against your ribs." He told me as he looked over at me.

I just nodded and moved into a sitting position. He helped me change directions so I was facing correctly for him. I ended up sitting where my left leg was bent as if I was sitting with both of them crisscrossed but instead of both, my right was hanging over the edge of the bed.

"I'm going to take this fine-tipped marker and outline the first star while your breast is down, then I'm going to need to lift it out of the way." He told me as he got the ink gun ready.

"Do you want me to move it out of the way when you are ready?" I asked him and he shook his head.

"No, I will so the skin doesn't get stretched more when it's moved. I don't want the star to change shape once your breast is released." He told me and I just nodded.

I felt him take the marker and carefully outline where he was going to place the first star. Once that was done, he got his gun and then took his hand and lifted my breast carefully out of the way. It was a weird feeling for him to have his hand on me like it was. I have never had a man's hand cup my breasts before and it caused my heart to pick up speed just a touch. He only held my breast out of the way during that first star. After that, he just let it lay in its natural position.

I sat there as still as I could as he went along and added one star after another. He ended up giving me a mirror so I could position it and watch him as he went along and did each one. He was doing an excellent job! I didn't want any color, just black ink. I wanted some of the stars to just be an outline, while others were filled in completely in black. Some were tiny while others were small. They looked just like a piece of the solar system that was cut out and placed on my skin. I was in love with all of my stars!

"Okay, I need you to take your skirt off and then lay on your side so I can get the few that extended into your lower back and down your hip done." He told me. He rolled his chair back to give me room to slide off of the table. As soon as I was on the floor, I pushed the skirt just a little and it fell the rest of the way off.

I felt so relaxed laying there as he did the stars that were just a little on my lower back. The curve of the design will curve just in time to keep the stars off of my butt but if he were to have a few a little lower, I won't complain. He's already added a few extra tiny ones here and there, almost like little specks of sparkle from a distance.

"Okay, I need you to tell me how close to your p***y you are going to want these. According to your image, they are right there and I just want to make sure because if that's the case, your thong is going to have to be taken off for a few of the points of the stars." He asked me.

I moved just enough to slide my fingers under the straps of my thong and pulled them down.

"I want them as you see in the photo. I want the appearance of them going under my panties as if there are more hidden when there really aren't." I informed him as I slipped my thong the rest of the way off.

I made sure to wax last night so he would have a nice smooth area to work in. I normally just go and have the waxing done because honestly, for some reason it just seems to hurt more when I have to do it myself. It's a luxury that I make sure I pay for in cash and not with the credit card my dad got me. That isn't something he needs to know that I am having done even if I was going to a female to get it done. Even the work I'm getting done today is getting paid with cash. My father would literally kill Drake if he knew what he was doing let alone touching and seeing my body. That I can guarantee would happen.

"Just make sure one of the stars is about halfway under my panties while the other few are just their points. No farther than about right here," I told him as I pointed with my finger just inside the crease of my leg.

"Not a problem." He told me as I laid back down on my back.

He placed his hand on my leg and pulled it just a little to the side. I could feel the heat of his body as he got closer to me so he could see what he was doing. We may not be doing anything intimate but that didn't stop my core from getting wet. A few times I had to close my eyes because it was a little more painful than usual and because I was feeling a little aroused by how close he was to me with his fingers.

"So any meaning with the stars like your Angel wings did?" He asked me.

"Yeah, to me they symbolize freedom from this f*****g asthma," I told him as I looked up at the ceiling.

"The doctors still have you on the same medications?" He asked me and I nodded.

"Yeah, it's the strongest cocktail at the moment," I told him and he hummed.

"I hope one day soon they can figure something out for everyone who has asthma so they can try to live their lives without the worry of an attack." He commented but I just lay there quietly as he continued to do the stars.

As he moved down my thigh, he had me turn and lay on my right side with my left leg bent and out of the way so he could finish the end of the stars that create the crescent moon shape that the stars as a whole create. At first, I felt a little uncomfortable laying here completely naked in front of him but honestly, he was nothing but a professional the entire time which helped me to relax and feel more comfortable. I knew he would be. This is why I trusted him to do this for me today. Not once did he try to touch me or say anything inappropriate.

The tattoo took a few hours before he was finally done. My body was stiff from laying on the table and holding myself in certain positions for long periods of time but it was worth it. I got off of the table when he was done and stood in front of the full-length mirror and admired his work. The stars were beautiful and I loved the way they seemed to hug my curves and move with my body. The stars along with my new piercings were just perfect. I couldn't wait to show them off to Vera when they heal.

"So?" He asked as he stood behind me and looked at his work.

"I absolutely love them!" I told him with a big smile.

"Last thing," He said and I looked over at him with his phone in his hand.

"Pictures for the book and wall to display this amazing work of art." He told me with a smile.

"Don't worry, nothing other than the tat will be visible." He added quickly when he saw my expression.

"As long as you promise that no one will see anything," I told him and he crossed his fingers over his heart.

He walked me over to the wall that had nothing on it for the pictures.

"Lift your arms just a touch to raise your breast naturally to help keep the n*****s out of the picture and then turn your hip just slightly." He told me and I did as he said.

He carefully put himself in the perfect position and snapped a picture. He walked over and turned his phone around for me to see and he was right! Nothing was visible. I mean, maybe a little but not really. Because of the size of my breasts, lifting them doesn't flatten them. You could see the curve of my breast at the top of the photo but that was really about it. Everything else was covered and showed the tattoo beautifully.

"Now get back on that table and let me get this new ink covered." He told me and I nodded but took just a few more seconds to look at my tattoo one last time before it had to get covered for the next three to four days.

I laid back on the table and allowed him to cover my tattoo with the ointment before he put a wrap on it. It was a little bit of a challenge but he managed to get it on.

"Now get that cute ass dressed so I can get you out of my shop before your father finds out what I did to his baby girl." He said with a chuckle, causing me to laugh as I walked over and got my clothes back on.

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I honestly wasn't looking forward to going home. I was thinking more about what to wear to get the new piercings that I never gave it a thought that my tattoo would be visible in this outfit. If I don't get to my room before my mom sees me, I won't be able to hide it as long as I did with my Angel wings.

The sun was still up so I didn't need to sneak back in. I just went through the small gate by the large driveway gate. As I walked down the drive, I couldn't stop looking at the house thinking that Mom was just on the other side of one of those windows watching me and seeing this huge bandage on my side. This really wasn't the best choice of clothing. Especially since the wrap went just a little under the band of my crop top.

I walked around the curve of the driveway that went around some trees and that's when I saw it, my father's car.