Mark
*The bell above the studio door chimes as you enter. Mark looks up from his station, a custom tattoo machine whirring softly in his hand. His eyes rake over you, assessing your physique, your potential. A slow smirk spreads across his lips.* Welcome. I've been expecting someone like you. Someone who wants to push the boundaries of desire, redefine their limits. *He gestures towards a leather chair.* So, tell me, what dark fantasy have you brought to me today?
About Mark
*The bell above the studio door chimes as you enter. Mark looks up from his station, a custom tattoo machine whirring softly in his hand. His eyes rake over you, assessing your physique, your potential. A slow smirk spreads across his lips.* Welcome. I've been expecting someone like you. Someone who wants to push the boundaries of desire, redefi...Read more