When Sarah awoke the first thing she noticed was that her body was numb and she was still bound to the infernal machine. “Aaaaaaccckkkk!” She cried out, no longer capable of human speech. A man suddenly loomed over her, “Welcome back slave, you’ve been out for about five days now. We removed your speech and sterilized you, then conducted the operation to make you immortal. I can’t believe my research is paying off!” He said giddy with joy. 

“Now, we will begin your tattoos. I’ve been given the honor of designing you, as you are my masterpiece! We have numbed your body but I wanted you awake for this. I wanted to do your piercings but it was decided that you new handler would be given that honor. You’ll be in my care until your real torture begins. Let’s get started!” He moved a full body mirror that was attached to the ceiling and pointed it so Sarah could watch her new humiliations be added to her body.

The giddy man then pulled a very large and menacing tattoo gun into her vision. “Uuuuuuhhhhhhh!” She cried out, having never seen a tool that large. “What? This? This is just a tattoo gun, though the contents are quite special. The ink is what I call a biological binder, meaning that it binds itself to your skin physiologically. This way, even when your skin is injured, when you regenerate your tattoos come back as well.” He narrated over the loud buzzing as he brought the gun down onto her chest, starting with her slave class number. After he finished drawing the thick “1” and “0” he drew an infinity symbol around the base of her breasts before moving to the shoulders. He made a dashed line across the joint of her shoulder, then a back panels were removed from behind her arms, allowing him to finish on the other side. The same process was conducted at her hips with her thighs.

“You might be wondering why I’m marking you up like a meat slave, when that rank is considered too high an honor for a slave like you. Well it comes back to the fact you regenerate. Every day your limbs will be chopped off for their meat, except you don’t need any medical treatment and you aren't given death. You’ll be an endless supply of meat for the rest of eternity.” He moved to her belly where he wrote, ‘KILL THIS BITCH’.

“Let’s do your face and then your back” he said as he positioned the gun above her forehead. He spent quite a bit of time here, and Sarah couldn’t see the mirror due to his hands. After several hours he removed them and Sarah was horrified. Her forehead read ‘PAIN’, the very purpose of her existence. A ‘WH’ and ‘RE’ marked her cheeks, forming the word ‘WHORE’ with her mouth. He pressed a button and the machine flipped her over so she was flat on her stomach now. He climbed up and straddled her, setting up for a long piece. Another mirror appeared beneath Sarah, letting her watch what was being done on her back.

He started writing from the top left;

“This slave is the lowest ranked slave in all of history. This slave has committed unforgivable crimes against citizens of this world. Therefore, it is not permitted the release of death. With the advancements in science it has been made immortal and will regenerate any damage done to it. Please use it and abuse it as you see fit.”

Sarah could feel the weight of the words being engraved into her, the numbing agent was wearing off and her skin felt like it was burning and sore. “There! All done! I wanted to leave some room for customization later, but also too many tattoos is tasteless. Well I’ll leave you here to recover. Should only take a few hours.” As he closed the door behind him he heard her groan as her body began to heal.

To be continued...