Page 2 of Breaking Vincent

Most mornings I’m the first one to arrive at the shop. My boss Nate is never late, but he leaves it until the last minute to arrive. I unlock the doors to Smith’s Tattoos & Piercing Parlour, making sure not to drop my caramel iced latte on the floor. I may have spilled one of my coffees on the floor a couple of times and let me tell you, it’s a real pain in the ass making sure the coffee doesn’t leave an off-milk odour.

Since I’m the first one here I connect my phone to the speakers and blast some Sleep Token through the shop.

Only Nate and I work here, Nate is the tattoo artist and I’m the body piercer. I don’t usually take book-ins, so I rely on walk-ins.

I clean my workstation and make sure all my equipment is stocked before walking back into the main room and unlocking the front door and turning the open sign around.

I’ve hardly done anything, and I’m already sweating. I don’t remember it being this warm in June when I was a kid, but over the years it’s started getting hotter earlier in the year.

I check my phone and see it's only a couple of minutes before 9am and it's already 24 degrees.

It's gonna be hot as balls today, but that usually means more people on the streets, which means more people will walk through our doors looking to be stabbed with a needle or poked by a tattoo machine.

As I’m slurping down the last bit of melted coffee, my phone buzzes on the desk. I pick it up and see an email from VoyeruismFans.com. I quickly skim the message before forcing myself to go back to the top and slowly re-read through it.

Dear Vincent Jones,

Thank you for applying to be a member of my online streaming service, I would love for you to be a part of our team. I'll attach a contract at the end of this email, please read through it and sign it before you send it back.

Please see below for the payment details you will earn per video and live stream; we also have chat rooms you can join. You can use your profile however you see fit, but if you choose to do private calls through our website a moderator will help you.

I’m looking forward to you joining my kinky family.

Also, our website contours to every kink and fetish – as long as it’s legal and consensual.

We don’t kink shame in this house, thank you very much.

Kind regards, Jamie B.

Holy shit, I’m in. I did read something when I signed up that you get paid for sharing your videos and pictures, but I only thought it would be a couple of quid. I look through the payment part of the contract. Fuck me, people are earning thousands per video.

I’m not broke by any means, but some extra cash would be awesome.

“Hey man.” Nate's deep voice causes me to flinch, almost falling off my chair. I lock my phone and drop it on the desk.

“What are you all jumpy for this morning?” Nate asks with his eyebrows raised.

Nate’s a Dominant through and through. He’s a sexy looking guy. Like me, he’s covered in tattoos and piercings, but he is my boss. Plus, his boyfriend Jude is a total sweetheart. A little bit of jealousy stabs me in the chest, I want what they have - just a bit more intense.

I pick up my phone and wiggle it at him, “Just been accepted on some website.”

“What kind of website?” he questions.

I debate on whether I should tell him or not, but fuck it, I’m not easily embarrassed. “It’s called Voyeurism Fans.”

Nate’s booming laugh echoes through the shop. “No shit?”

I’m slightly confused as I nod my head, “Uh, yeah. Why? Have you heard of it before?”

This makes my boss laugh again. He nods his head, before walking away from the front desk, calling over his shoulder, “Yeah man, I know what it is.”

Huh, ok then.

I quickly read through the email again and fill in the form before adding my signature. As soon as it’s sent, a potential customer walks through the door. An older lady with a tiny baby cradled in her arms.

Fuck me, I can already tell what she’s here for and I really don’t want to deal with it.

The lady walks towards where I’m sitting at the reception desk and lightly bounces the sleeping baby. Before I can even say hello, she asks, “Do you have an age requirement for ear piercings?”