me and my nipples--in love forever

At A Glance Author bunnE leannE Contact bunnE leannE@bme.anon Artist Bonni Studio Bear's Skin Art Location Edmonton, Alberta, Canada

after piercing my eyebrow, my lip, and getting an industrial done i was at a loss for what to do. i didn't want to pierce my navel like every other girl and my tongue is crazy so i couldn't get that done and i wanted to be different. i don't know any girls who have nipple piercings and at that time i only knew of one guy, so i decided that my chest deserved some metal. i heard that nipple piercings increase sensitivity and who doesn't want more nipple sensitivity? besides i think they look so damn cool.

i made an appointment with bonni at bear's skin art here in edmonton. she's done my other piercings and i really trust her, also, bear's skin is so clean and everyone there is very professional and friendly. unfortunately, i was hungover when i went in, so i was a little dizzy to begin with. bonni had me unbutton my shirt and undo my bra then i stood in front of her as she decided where the piercing should go. she marked the places where the rings would go through (i wanted barbells right away but she told me that rings heal better). i was so freaked out, the anticipatory piercing feeling was cursing through my veins, and i was anxious about the pain because, well, i'm a wimp and pain scares me. for one second i thought what am i about to do? getting metal shoved through one of the tenderest parts of my body? that thought passed VERY quickly, hehe. she sterilized me and set up for the actual piercing....first that damn clamp! i hate the clamp!! it's on for just long enough for pain to start...then the needle. i am not one of those people who say they're tough and it didn't hurt. it HURT!! like a BITCH!! i went, "ow, ow, ohmyGOD OW" and the first one was done. as long as it took you to read that sentence (unless you're a little slow and then...). the tatooists outside the room started laughing at me, saying, "either that really hurt or she's getting off on it." i wanted to wait a second before the second one but bonni said no, which in retrospect makes a lot of sense, she didn't want me to chicken out or something like that. it wasn't that i didn't want the second one done, i think i just wanted to catch my breath. but then came the second one, another "ow, ow, ohmyGOD OW," more laughs from the tattoo artists, other patrons and my 2 friends who i dragged along.

so i was pierced, and shaking (from the adrenaline, i guess). bonni gave me a sugar sucker and she helped me on with my bra (hehe, that could be the ending of a completely different story) and i hung around for a bit, staring at myself in the mirror. my friends and i wandered home—me with my shoulders all hunched over so my bra wouldn't rub against the newly pierced flesh, and my friend laura ecstatic with the prospect of seeing my rings. we got back to my apartment where laura demanded i take my shirt off so she could see and of course i said yes, showing off is the best part of a new piercing. i had plans to go out with them and some boys so while waiting i laid on my bed, braless, anticipating the soothing alcohol effects that were to follow. all night at the bar laura and i were running to the washroom so i could flash her my new rings. the next day i went and bought new, thin, bras, so that when i wore tight shirts you can see the beaded rings.

i started dating a new guy right after and luckily for me, his ex-girlfriend had nipple rings so he knew how to manipulate them and he would wake me up by flicking them. which isn't as bad as one might think(wink, hehe). people always ask me whether it is more pleasurable with the rings and i just reply yes and smile. i suppose it is a little bit of sado-masochistic pleasure but it's a good pain that goes with a fantasmic pleasure.

now that was about 3 months ago, so some of the actual piercing details may be a little hazy. the piercings are healing just as my other ones have, sometimes it has some yellowish ooze, but that clears up with a bit of polysporin and a band-aid. my nipple rings are my favourite piercing by far and if you want to see them, come up to edmonton and get me drunk—apparently i have been known to show them off, hehe.