Chapter 4: - Sexualizing her appearance!
To me a openly very sexy and egging woman is a real woman!...The more sexy the more high value to me, its that simple!... I love every and anything that makes a woman sexy: short dresses, tight shorts, short tops, high heels, G-strings and no bras, see-through clothes and all like that.
But I also love sexualized piercings and tattoos, but only the ones that can increase a woman’s sexual value and appearance to a man significantly. ´Slutty` tattoos will especially women call them and that is true – the more sexy, the more appealing to sex in the mans eyes (and ONLY in the mans eyes) the more I like them.
Navel piercing no. 1: We had only been together for two months when she asked me what I wanted for my birthday, and I was very clear when I told her ´If you want to give me something I really want, then I want you to have your navel pierced!`…Her reticence was limited, so already the next weekend she was on the pierces desk with me holding her hand as she had her small navel pierced.
We really loved her new piercing and I bought a lot of different piercings she could change from time to time. She was wonderful proud of it, and used a lot of short tops so It was shown when we was in town and all other places.
Unfortunately we changed it too often and played with it to much, so after 5-6 months there came inflammation in it and it had to me removed.
Luckily wise it opened up the door for her to getting something more permanent. Already having a big butterfly tattooed above one of her tits, the way to getting a back tattoo – a tramp-stamp – was not that fare for her.
I told her it would be a really big gift for me if she had it done, and after a few months she was ready to have it made. Afraid that she would change her mind or someone would talk her out of it , I moved very fast so she couldn’t talk with her family before it was done. Not wanting her to have any other persons inflecting on her mind than mine, I was the one arranging everything about finding a tattoo artist and all that. In fact I had 3 tattoo artist saying no to putting a tramp-stamp on her (at that time tramp-stamp was going very much out of fashion and many girls wanted then removed) and one – a biker type – openly said ´don’t put at tramp-stamp on her – she will for sure regret it later´. But to me that only made my mind even more certain about it, and after e few days I found a tattoo shop and a artist saying yes to the task.
Tramp-stamp no. 1: At that time she was still not living with me, but it was after I officially had proposed to her and she was of cause very happy for that. From my office at work, I send her pictures to her of tramp-stamps I liked and she could choose from. Of cause I knew that our coming wedding and her wish to get married, would have very positive influence on her acceptance to have it done and therefore I many times calls her tramp-stamp her wedding-gift to me when we a are talking about it together and I celebrate its ´birthday´ on her every year even she things it’s a bit silly. Of cause I wanted the tattoo as big and wide on her lower back as possible, so the only ones I send was like that. She choose one and already the same day I send instructions to the tattoo artist so her was ready to ink her the upcoming weekend.
Of cause she was nervous when we came to his tattoo shop, but I field her with love and kept her ´absent-mind` very close to me, so she didn't regret at the last minutes. Luckily the tattoo artist wasn’t speaking English and she was at that time not speaking Danish, so it was only me communicating with the artist. ´She has a very small back´ he said to me as he started drawing on her, and I just told him to draw it as big on her as possible.
Luckily she accepted his drawing on her and then it was up on desk with her and he started inking her!
It was wonderful painful for her and I love to see how she was squeezing her eyes shut as the needle was working her. Pictures was taking and cellphone movies made, as she kept still and accepted the pain. Several times she told me it was very painful and as many times – as now always - I told her it was okay :-)
Two hours she was getting tattooed with out any breaks or drinks, and as we left the tattoo shop I was more proud of her than ever.
I really LOVED the tramp-stamp on her and I praised her for doing it.
Tramp-stamp no. 2: I had already worked on her mindset to have her tramp-stamp made even bigger, and only two months after our weeding she accepted it.
I wanted it to go around her waist ´So I also can see it from the side´ as I told her. This time there was no finding examples on the net, because even how much I was searching I couldn’t find anything as big as I wanted it on her. Instead I told her to let me instruct the tattoo artist and trust him to make the design on her. She wasn’t much for that because she didn’t like him very much (he was a thin biker looking dude and didn’t had a very well-groomed appearance) but again – after sweet talking her she accepted me and him being in charge.
I still have the instruction letter from me telling him that I wanted some new ´black wings´ going up from her tramp-stamp around both her sides and 12-15 centimeters up her sides so the black wings almost was touching her waist. She wasn’t much for making the black wings to big, but the coming Saturday when we was back in tattoo shop, the artist was freestyling drawing on her as she stood quite and none interfering with her arms in front of her. The artist made it WONDERFUL big on her, and of cause I kept praising her and telling how great it was looking on her, so she didn’t had time to think it over before he started inking her.
This time it was almost three very painful hours for her. After it was done the artist gave her a hand mirror so she could see it on her self, and I have one really good picture of her looking at the VERY big tattoo in the mirror, finally realizing how very big a dominating it has becoming on her… I can see the doubt in her sweet eyes and realizing her body never will be the same and her second thoughts about having it done - and then being VERY proud of myself pressing her to have it done.
I was fucking her from behind the same evening even she was tired and exhausted after the very painful and time consuming tattoo. I just LOVED the look on her back and knew I would love the tattoo on her forever.
Getting her tongue pierced: Of cause I love her sucking my cock, but even more I love to fuck her mouth and throat, making her being way more passive in the process. But I REALLY love when she is deep-throating me and love to see the tears growing in her eyes as she fight to put more and more of my cock down her throat.
It takes determined training to make a girl gag that much, and especially to make her overcome and accept the very unpleasant feeling of throwing up, when your getting really deep down her throat. Training is the keyword and after I invited her to London as a gift on her birthday, we got her drunk in our hotel room and I made her go deeper and deeper down on my cock. Her acceptance of throwing up now and then came slowly, and I can see on the several movies I made of her gagging on my cock that evening, she has keeps crawling back and forward to the hotel trash can spitting throat slime in it, as I sit on and chair press her to go deeper and deeper down on my cock and keeping it longer and longer time in her block-out throat. `Lets see what you can do?` I tell her and can see her press the cock inside her throat many times after each other.
The idea to get her tongue pierced was in fact her own, even she of cause knew how much I would love it. ´Fuck that would be a big gift` I told her, as she announced the idea and hugged her. She had at that time a girl who had a tongue-piercing at had at bit of a fight with her about their tattoos. The friend was getting a big dragon tattoo on her back (a wish from her Danish husband of cause) and my wife had her very big tramp-stamp. The fight was over money and who had the most expensive tattoo, as who had a husband using most money on them. My wife ´won´ because I had used more than 1.000 euros on hers, and her friends husband only had money to let his wife get the dragon tattoo little by little. But she had a tongue-piercing and my wife then also wanted one so she could ´outperform´ her as girls do to each other.
To me it was just a great opportunity even what my wife’s reasons was. So after very few days after – making sure she didn’t change her mind - she was on the piercers chair with her tongue sticking out of her mouth.
`You have to give it a least a weeks rest, before you have your fun with it` the younger piercing-man said to me – the older Danish man – as my young Asian wife stood silent with her tongue pierced by my side. All three (and all the other costumers in the shop) exactly knowing what ´having fun with it was´ I really loved the way the younger piercer resumed the only reason to get her tongue pierced was: Cocksucking and even more Cocksucking!
But the truth is there is one way more important reason: Her appearance in all coming situations! – Because a tongue piercing is impossible to hide and the only reason to have it, is: COCKSUCKING!...So from that day off my wife’s appearance was, even more than her big tramp-stamp, wonderful sexually published! – In all her appearance from that day of: At work (she is a social worker assistant helping older people) with her family, when she I shopping, when we are at home…Everywhere! – People thing Cocksucking when they see her
Of cause I have enjoyed the sexy metal knob in her tongue VERY much, but even how many times I mouth fuck her and feels it in her mouth, my biggest joy is still the sexualizing of her appearance I love the much!
The ownership tattoo: As I told before, in the start of our relationship I wasn’t aware how normal it was for a western men to have their names and initials tattooed on their Asian girlfriends and wives as I know today. Some reasons is of cause the old tradition of us western sailors coming to Asia and fucking the shit out of the locale girls – and wanting to make sure no one else was fucking them, when we was out sailing. But some reasons is also just because we want to show publicly that we own them, and that we can do anything with them as we want to. But seen from the Asian girls perspective, it’s also the other way around. Not only is they living I countries where divorce is not allowed, but also the fact that its very hard for any woman to live without a man taking care of her. So in their perspective, its also a way of letting a man show that he want to keep her as his property forever, with all the benefits there is to her in that.
But to me having my initial tattooed on my wife as a ownership marking on her, was a very big and principal thing - but being very influenced on the western woman view on that I was moving very slowly and a bit scared.
Of cause I wanted to have it down when she had her tramp-stamp tattooed, but the embossing truth is, that I didn’t dare to ask either her or the tattoo artist to do it, at that time. But after she had her second tramp-stamp tattooed, the tramp-stand just left a perfect spot between first tramp-stamp on her lower back and the big black wings zigzagging up on both her sides to her waist. There – just there – the was a perfect spot to have my initial put in on her.
I first stated to say it to her with a smile don’t knowing how she would react. Then I told her more serious when she wanted something special, and several times she said ´Okay maybe later´ but then later just ´Maybe´ again. The final chance came when she pledge me to have a third offspring. At that time we already had two wonderful offsprings, but a third one was a big longing for her as it is to many women I the late thirties.
After she had asked me many times for a third one, I just started saying ´Tattoo first´ to her with a smile every time. And her answer changed from ´Okay´ to `Yes, of cause`. At that time I knew I had my ´grab´ on her and as we was going back to her home country on a vacation all family, I convinced her to have it done there.
Again I was wrapping her around in love, so she didn’t changed her mind and after pressing her over the last day in our vacation, we found a small tattoo studio close to our house. As expected the tattoo artist – a local man I his thirties – had absolute no problem at all putting my initial on my wife and it was clear to me he had in done that for western men, many times before.
It was night when we (her sister was taking care of our offspring) got there and on a t-shirt in his shop we found a letter in the perfect size and design. I have choose only to put my first name initial on her, because I think it would be change to put all my initials (first name, middle name and last name on her). ´Not that big, okay…` she asked me polite as she pulled her top up and revealed her ´perfect´ spot in the middle of her big tramp-stamp to the artist. I said I wanted it the same size as on the t-shirt that which was 5x6 centimeter, and she said ´Okay`.
Opposite when we was in Denmark it was only my wife and the tattoo artist talking to each other as he was drawing my letter on her back, and I did not understand them. But I catch some words as ´western men´ and ´Asian wives´ as he was nodding to her explanation, so I think she had to explain why I wanted to have my initial put on her. Then it was up on her stomach in a tattoo studio the third time in our relation ship for her, and he started to ink her.
I wanted my initial totally black tattoed on her, so it was clear it was my ´property´ marking on her and not something put on her by our mutual love, rounded with hearts and something like that. Luckily we didn’t discus that, so he just started up inking her with his black machine.
They kept talking a little as I filmed her. I praised her getting the tattoo done and told her I was looking forward to enjoy it on her for the rest of my life – and she replied that it was even more painful to be tattooed there than her other tattoos. I replied, as always, it was okay :-)
It was perfect on her as we left the tattoo shop. We was both proud of her getting it done, and I felt it was getting us closer. I was proud of her permanent, irremovable and for the rest of her life publicly exposed the submissiveness of being owned by me – and she on the other hand (I think, because we have never talked about that) was proud that I wanted to own her with that responsibility it put on me.
As you who have read all this story know, I started up with wanting a Asian wife who had my name tattooed on her ass. But today I know that my tattoos place – in the middle of her lower back – is a way better place when you, like me, wanted to ensure it is shown to as many people as possible. As she mostly wear short tops and low-rise pants, she reveal many times a week my big initial on her when she’s at home, at work, out shopping, with friends, with my family and in all other situations – And every time I just LOVE it!.
But I also love sexualized piercings and tattoos, but only the ones that can increase a woman’s sexual value and appearance to a man significantly. ´Slutty` tattoos will especially women call them and that is true – the more sexy, the more appealing to sex in the mans eyes (and ONLY in the mans eyes) the more I like them.
Navel piercing no. 1: We had only been together for two months when she asked me what I wanted for my birthday, and I was very clear when I told her ´If you want to give me something I really want, then I want you to have your navel pierced!`…Her reticence was limited, so already the next weekend she was on the pierces desk with me holding her hand as she had her small navel pierced.
We really loved her new piercing and I bought a lot of different piercings she could change from time to time. She was wonderful proud of it, and used a lot of short tops so It was shown when we was in town and all other places.
Unfortunately we changed it too often and played with it to much, so after 5-6 months there came inflammation in it and it had to me removed.
Luckily wise it opened up the door for her to getting something more permanent. Already having a big butterfly tattooed above one of her tits, the way to getting a back tattoo – a tramp-stamp – was not that fare for her.
I told her it would be a really big gift for me if she had it done, and after a few months she was ready to have it made. Afraid that she would change her mind or someone would talk her out of it , I moved very fast so she couldn’t talk with her family before it was done. Not wanting her to have any other persons inflecting on her mind than mine, I was the one arranging everything about finding a tattoo artist and all that. In fact I had 3 tattoo artist saying no to putting a tramp-stamp on her (at that time tramp-stamp was going very much out of fashion and many girls wanted then removed) and one – a biker type – openly said ´don’t put at tramp-stamp on her – she will for sure regret it later´. But to me that only made my mind even more certain about it, and after e few days I found a tattoo shop and a artist saying yes to the task.
Tramp-stamp no. 1: At that time she was still not living with me, but it was after I officially had proposed to her and she was of cause very happy for that. From my office at work, I send her pictures to her of tramp-stamps I liked and she could choose from. Of cause I knew that our coming wedding and her wish to get married, would have very positive influence on her acceptance to have it done and therefore I many times calls her tramp-stamp her wedding-gift to me when we a are talking about it together and I celebrate its ´birthday´ on her every year even she things it’s a bit silly. Of cause I wanted the tattoo as big and wide on her lower back as possible, so the only ones I send was like that. She choose one and already the same day I send instructions to the tattoo artist so her was ready to ink her the upcoming weekend.
Of cause she was nervous when we came to his tattoo shop, but I field her with love and kept her ´absent-mind` very close to me, so she didn't regret at the last minutes. Luckily the tattoo artist wasn’t speaking English and she was at that time not speaking Danish, so it was only me communicating with the artist. ´She has a very small back´ he said to me as he started drawing on her, and I just told him to draw it as big on her as possible.
Luckily she accepted his drawing on her and then it was up on desk with her and he started inking her!
It was wonderful painful for her and I love to see how she was squeezing her eyes shut as the needle was working her. Pictures was taking and cellphone movies made, as she kept still and accepted the pain. Several times she told me it was very painful and as many times – as now always - I told her it was okay :-)
Two hours she was getting tattooed with out any breaks or drinks, and as we left the tattoo shop I was more proud of her than ever.
I really LOVED the tramp-stamp on her and I praised her for doing it.
Tramp-stamp no. 2: I had already worked on her mindset to have her tramp-stamp made even bigger, and only two months after our weeding she accepted it.
I wanted it to go around her waist ´So I also can see it from the side´ as I told her. This time there was no finding examples on the net, because even how much I was searching I couldn’t find anything as big as I wanted it on her. Instead I told her to let me instruct the tattoo artist and trust him to make the design on her. She wasn’t much for that because she didn’t like him very much (he was a thin biker looking dude and didn’t had a very well-groomed appearance) but again – after sweet talking her she accepted me and him being in charge.
I still have the instruction letter from me telling him that I wanted some new ´black wings´ going up from her tramp-stamp around both her sides and 12-15 centimeters up her sides so the black wings almost was touching her waist. She wasn’t much for making the black wings to big, but the coming Saturday when we was back in tattoo shop, the artist was freestyling drawing on her as she stood quite and none interfering with her arms in front of her. The artist made it WONDERFUL big on her, and of cause I kept praising her and telling how great it was looking on her, so she didn’t had time to think it over before he started inking her.
This time it was almost three very painful hours for her. After it was done the artist gave her a hand mirror so she could see it on her self, and I have one really good picture of her looking at the VERY big tattoo in the mirror, finally realizing how very big a dominating it has becoming on her… I can see the doubt in her sweet eyes and realizing her body never will be the same and her second thoughts about having it done - and then being VERY proud of myself pressing her to have it done.
I was fucking her from behind the same evening even she was tired and exhausted after the very painful and time consuming tattoo. I just LOVED the look on her back and knew I would love the tattoo on her forever.
Getting her tongue pierced: Of cause I love her sucking my cock, but even more I love to fuck her mouth and throat, making her being way more passive in the process. But I REALLY love when she is deep-throating me and love to see the tears growing in her eyes as she fight to put more and more of my cock down her throat.
It takes determined training to make a girl gag that much, and especially to make her overcome and accept the very unpleasant feeling of throwing up, when your getting really deep down her throat. Training is the keyword and after I invited her to London as a gift on her birthday, we got her drunk in our hotel room and I made her go deeper and deeper down on my cock. Her acceptance of throwing up now and then came slowly, and I can see on the several movies I made of her gagging on my cock that evening, she has keeps crawling back and forward to the hotel trash can spitting throat slime in it, as I sit on and chair press her to go deeper and deeper down on my cock and keeping it longer and longer time in her block-out throat. `Lets see what you can do?` I tell her and can see her press the cock inside her throat many times after each other.
The idea to get her tongue pierced was in fact her own, even she of cause knew how much I would love it. ´Fuck that would be a big gift` I told her, as she announced the idea and hugged her. She had at that time a girl who had a tongue-piercing at had at bit of a fight with her about their tattoos. The friend was getting a big dragon tattoo on her back (a wish from her Danish husband of cause) and my wife had her very big tramp-stamp. The fight was over money and who had the most expensive tattoo, as who had a husband using most money on them. My wife ´won´ because I had used more than 1.000 euros on hers, and her friends husband only had money to let his wife get the dragon tattoo little by little. But she had a tongue-piercing and my wife then also wanted one so she could ´outperform´ her as girls do to each other.
To me it was just a great opportunity even what my wife’s reasons was. So after very few days after – making sure she didn’t change her mind - she was on the piercers chair with her tongue sticking out of her mouth.
`You have to give it a least a weeks rest, before you have your fun with it` the younger piercing-man said to me – the older Danish man – as my young Asian wife stood silent with her tongue pierced by my side. All three (and all the other costumers in the shop) exactly knowing what ´having fun with it was´ I really loved the way the younger piercer resumed the only reason to get her tongue pierced was: Cocksucking and even more Cocksucking!
But the truth is there is one way more important reason: Her appearance in all coming situations! – Because a tongue piercing is impossible to hide and the only reason to have it, is: COCKSUCKING!...So from that day off my wife’s appearance was, even more than her big tramp-stamp, wonderful sexually published! – In all her appearance from that day of: At work (she is a social worker assistant helping older people) with her family, when she I shopping, when we are at home…Everywhere! – People thing Cocksucking when they see her
Of cause I have enjoyed the sexy metal knob in her tongue VERY much, but even how many times I mouth fuck her and feels it in her mouth, my biggest joy is still the sexualizing of her appearance I love the much!
The ownership tattoo: As I told before, in the start of our relationship I wasn’t aware how normal it was for a western men to have their names and initials tattooed on their Asian girlfriends and wives as I know today. Some reasons is of cause the old tradition of us western sailors coming to Asia and fucking the shit out of the locale girls – and wanting to make sure no one else was fucking them, when we was out sailing. But some reasons is also just because we want to show publicly that we own them, and that we can do anything with them as we want to. But seen from the Asian girls perspective, it’s also the other way around. Not only is they living I countries where divorce is not allowed, but also the fact that its very hard for any woman to live without a man taking care of her. So in their perspective, its also a way of letting a man show that he want to keep her as his property forever, with all the benefits there is to her in that.
But to me having my initial tattooed on my wife as a ownership marking on her, was a very big and principal thing - but being very influenced on the western woman view on that I was moving very slowly and a bit scared.
Of cause I wanted to have it down when she had her tramp-stamp tattooed, but the embossing truth is, that I didn’t dare to ask either her or the tattoo artist to do it, at that time. But after she had her second tramp-stamp tattooed, the tramp-stand just left a perfect spot between first tramp-stamp on her lower back and the big black wings zigzagging up on both her sides to her waist. There – just there – the was a perfect spot to have my initial put in on her.
I first stated to say it to her with a smile don’t knowing how she would react. Then I told her more serious when she wanted something special, and several times she said ´Okay maybe later´ but then later just ´Maybe´ again. The final chance came when she pledge me to have a third offspring. At that time we already had two wonderful offsprings, but a third one was a big longing for her as it is to many women I the late thirties.
After she had asked me many times for a third one, I just started saying ´Tattoo first´ to her with a smile every time. And her answer changed from ´Okay´ to `Yes, of cause`. At that time I knew I had my ´grab´ on her and as we was going back to her home country on a vacation all family, I convinced her to have it done there.
Again I was wrapping her around in love, so she didn’t changed her mind and after pressing her over the last day in our vacation, we found a small tattoo studio close to our house. As expected the tattoo artist – a local man I his thirties – had absolute no problem at all putting my initial on my wife and it was clear to me he had in done that for western men, many times before.
It was night when we (her sister was taking care of our offspring) got there and on a t-shirt in his shop we found a letter in the perfect size and design. I have choose only to put my first name initial on her, because I think it would be change to put all my initials (first name, middle name and last name on her). ´Not that big, okay…` she asked me polite as she pulled her top up and revealed her ´perfect´ spot in the middle of her big tramp-stamp to the artist. I said I wanted it the same size as on the t-shirt that which was 5x6 centimeter, and she said ´Okay`.
Opposite when we was in Denmark it was only my wife and the tattoo artist talking to each other as he was drawing my letter on her back, and I did not understand them. But I catch some words as ´western men´ and ´Asian wives´ as he was nodding to her explanation, so I think she had to explain why I wanted to have my initial put on her. Then it was up on her stomach in a tattoo studio the third time in our relation ship for her, and he started to ink her.
I wanted my initial totally black tattoed on her, so it was clear it was my ´property´ marking on her and not something put on her by our mutual love, rounded with hearts and something like that. Luckily we didn’t discus that, so he just started up inking her with his black machine.
They kept talking a little as I filmed her. I praised her getting the tattoo done and told her I was looking forward to enjoy it on her for the rest of my life – and she replied that it was even more painful to be tattooed there than her other tattoos. I replied, as always, it was okay :-)
It was perfect on her as we left the tattoo shop. We was both proud of her getting it done, and I felt it was getting us closer. I was proud of her permanent, irremovable and for the rest of her life publicly exposed the submissiveness of being owned by me – and she on the other hand (I think, because we have never talked about that) was proud that I wanted to own her with that responsibility it put on me.
As you who have read all this story know, I started up with wanting a Asian wife who had my name tattooed on her ass. But today I know that my tattoos place – in the middle of her lower back – is a way better place when you, like me, wanted to ensure it is shown to as many people as possible. As she mostly wear short tops and low-rise pants, she reveal many times a week my big initial on her when she’s at home, at work, out shopping, with friends, with my family and in all other situations – And every time I just LOVE it!.
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