Well, to be honest I'm a little nervous putting this up. I'm not "hardcore" into BM, before I had the nipples done I only had seven lowly mainstream piercings, one in the nose and six in the ears. But hey, who am I to judge?
At A Glance Author Ramona Contact Ramona@bme.anon When A week ago Artist Wesley Studio Electric Chair Location Riverside, CA I decided to get my nipples done for purely sexual/narcissistic reasons. I haven't had feeling in them since my first boyfriend in high school and I've been told that piercing there increase sensitivity. I'd like to actually feel something as I watch my boyfriend go at it with my sweater puppies, as opposed to being sidelined by my own body. As you can probably surmise, it's incredibly annoying. The purely narcissistic reason was that I have always loved the way standard nipple piercings look.
Anyways. Flash to the Electric Chair in Riverside, a great store for goth and punk clothes with a piercing parlor [because, honestly who doesn't need a new pair of doc martens and a new hole in their body?]. My dutiful boyfriend Jesse accompanied me on this debaucheries excursion and he even paid for the whole thing! We entered the piercing room and I laid on the table, Jesse on one side of the table, and the extremely good piercer Wesley on the other. Wes snaps on those beautiful hygienic gloves and I started mentally prepping myself. Because I am a weenie and like to lean on people, I'm holding Jesse's hand as Wes starts prepping the area. As soon as that alcohol swab touches my nipples, I start giggling like mad. Wes cracks up and declares
"Excellent, you're sensitive! This is going to hurt like hell!"
He then shouts really loudly for the whole shop to hear "Oh my god, they look like scrambled eggs! Good Lord!"
FYI, he wasn't being an asshole and this wasn't a regular walk-in job. Jesse and Wes are high school friends and as the girlfriend, I have already been hazed into their circle. His jokes actually made me laugh out loud [maybe a little too loudly but I was REALLY nervous] and allowed me to relax. He then assures me they are in actuality, "Very nice. But not too nice, ok?" –Pointed comment for my boyfriend-
The needle comes out of its wrapping and my immediately close my eyes. Hurrah for needle phobias. Thousands of thoughts pass through my mind, whipping me mentally for being stupid enough to surrender my beautiful breasts to a deranged Irishman with a two inch long needle of death, how could I be so stupid? Wes proceeded to lead me through the usual "breathe in, breathe out" routine and it seemed to take forever; I honestly wished he would just shove it through without warning. Deepest breath I've ever taken and suddenly, PAIN. Lots of it. I bit my lip and squeezed Jesse's hand but not a sound escaped my lips. And then the pain was gone. I snuck a quick look a look and there's a barbell through my lovely pink nipple. Awesome! It started to itch immediately which is my bizarre reaction to pain. Both men swapped to the others respective side of the table. Jesse held my hand again and he looked down at me and chuckled "Honey, I feel like I should be saying 'It's ok, we're going to get through this'." I laughed out an amusing "Push!" before Wes started again.
And now ladies and gentleman, The Left Nipple. It wasn't nearly as pleasant as the right. In fact, it hurt like a bitch and it did for a good number of hours afterward. Wes had kindly avoided telling me that the second one hurt the worse and my poor boyfriend had nail marks on his hand for a while after it was over.
Even though most people opt for wearing loose shirts [or no shirts if you're a guy], I decided to wear two wife beaters to bind my freshly injured breasts. My personal opinion is that it is much better wear semi-constrictive clothing than to be bouncing up and down all the way home with jewelry fresh in new holes. My only true discomfort that day was when I stepped out into the cold and experienced the most painful case of high beams in my life. Thus far the healing process has been really easy with only minor bleeding and extremely moderate crust. To combat scar tissue formation and to keep the drying out to a minimum, I've been ingesting Vitamin E as well as smearing it on the piercing area. Although I woke up two days later with a tiny bit of buyers regret, I'm happy with my decision.
Overall I had a enjoyable experience, start to finish. I was smart enough to seek out a reputable piercer with a clean parlor, and my end result was symmetrical and hygienic piercings. Plus, my nipples have become ridiculously sensitive, which was my objective in the first place.