I had been interested in getting my nipples pierced since I had my first pierced (navel) at 14. It was one of those things that I thought would be awesome to do, but would probably never happen for a number of reasons.
At A Glance Author laur Contact cutewhensedated@msn.com When It just happened Artist Andre Studio Bee Pierced Location Salem, OR Firstly, I hate pain. Before my nipples, I had 9 piercings (5 in the ears, vertical labret, nose, monroe, and navel). People always ask if I enjoy pain or if I'm into S&M, and they couldn't be more wrong. I would do almost anything to get out of physical pain.
Second, I was worried about breastfeeding later in life. I discussed my concern with a few doctors and they all told me the same thing – every person is different, as is every piercing, but they had never heard of any cases of women with them having any problem breastfeeding after removing the jewelry.
Third, I am ridiculously shy. Just the thought of some stranger manhandling my nipples was enough alone to make me cringe. My breasts are rather large (38 DDD) and because of the attention they receive in daily life, I am overly self-conscious. I had a picture in my mind of me laying on a cold, metal table, completely nude while some strange old man felt me up for his own enjoyment.
My best ideas are made suddenly.
I heard from a coworker that Bee pierced was running a special for all piercings. I went home and talked to my boyfriend and we went the next day. I was ready to get beautiful nipple rings. I decided that a little adornment might make me less ashamed of them. I also have very little sensation in my nipples. I was hoping this would make give me a little more feeling.
We pulled into the parking lot of the studio and it was PACKED – because of the special. When we went in to talk to the clerk at the counter, he told me they were all booked for the rest of the night, but I could pay the special price now and come back later. I paid the absurdly small amount and went on my way; I was determined to make it in the next day.
The studio opened at 1pm and I got there at 1:30. I showed the same clerk my card showing that I had paid in full and he informed me the wait time would be about an hour and a half.
I get this adrenaline rush right before I get pierced. It's helpful to make me ignore the pain – usually. This day I had pent up nervousness over 2 days. And now here I was waiting in the room, and I was really feeling it. I have yet to chicken out for a piercing though, and that was enough to make me stay.
After nearly a three-hour wait, 2 trips to Jamba Juice (and accordingly 3 trips to the woman's room) and a fast-food run – the piercer called my name and back I went. I was aware of the rush more now than ever. I don't think I ever even thought about the male piercer feeling me up – the needle that was about to impale my nipples was on my mind.
Andre was nice and could probably sense that wasn't too keen on letting him handle my breasts. He told me I could sit however I wanted, I could remove my shirt or just pull it up – whatever made me the most comfortable. That was definitely a relief. He got his little tray all prepared and I was taking deep breaths. My boyfriend was there to lend his hand (I have to squeeze someone's hand during piercings).
He took the toothpick and marked my nipples, places the clamp on the left one and picked up the needle. It when through easily, I think the clamp hurt more than anything. He removed the clamp and picked up the barbell. This is always the most painful part of the process – threads hurt!
When he stuck the jewelry in, I jerked a little, and he lost the needle. He couldn't find the hole with the bar. I sat there uncomfortably as he tried to find the hole again. My nipple was bleeding pretty heavily (for a nipple, I guess). I sat and grimaced, making my faithful boyfriend feel every part of the pain by squeezing his hand. Finally he found it.
The right nipple went amazingly easily. A couple seconds and it was over and done and I was putting myself away and lowering off the table. Andre was great – I couldn't trust anyone more with my nipples.
Two days later, they're doing well. Very little crusties so far, and a little blood. They don't hurt as much as I thought they would. I have smacked them a few times and that was a little painful. I found that pressure makes them feel better. The first night when they still stung a little I slept on my stomach and it felt great.
It's not nearly as bad as I thought it would be and I am glad I got them. And as for the sensitiviy - I never knew what I was missing.