Getting a frenum after a bad nipple piercing experience.

At A Glance Author Nick Contact Nick@bme.anon Artist Patrick Studio St Sabrina's Location Minneapolis, MN, United States

I'm not a fan of getting pierced "just because". I've been fairly heavily into the personal/spirtual/sensual/whatever side of D/s for a while and always thought D/s, piercing, all those sorts of things should be done for a reason.

I'd got my left nipple pierced six months before, for a whole long list of good reasons and at the time declared it was the only one I wanted and there was no way I was getting anything else done. Besides, I was unlucky. I spent the next three days dosed up on all the painkillers I could eat, feeling physically sick from the pain. It took another two weeks after that to settle. Still, I was prepared to put up with even that, for something I believed in, I just didn't think there was another pierce I felt that strongly about.

And then I started thinking about frenums. I kind of liked the idea of the frenum - it adds to your sex life, has all the fun of telling people you've got a genital pierce without mangling any flesh, just skin. I'd come close to getting it done a couple of times, but various mundane things got in the way and besides, while I had the reasons I just mentioned, there was nothing really deep about it and as I said, I prefer piercings for a reason, not "just because".

Six months after the nipple pierce though, things changed. I was out in Minnesota (I'm from London), visiting a long term friend who'd asked about D/s and ultimately became my slave. I went with her to St Sabrina's where she was getting a second set of inner labia rings and while there, got thinking about the frenum again.

Finally, I decided to go for it. I wanted it for me. I wanted it to mark my first lifestyle D/s relationship rather than the previous vanilla relationships with D/s aspects. I wanted it for the fun of it. I wanted it to offer an even more intense experience for the person I was with. So, I booked in for that wednesday (not realising you need a photo ID for everything in the US, I didn't have one with me).

I'd already seen Patrick pierce Erin, so I felt comfortable with him, though it's a strange experience, dropping your shorts and lying back for another guy. It's that whole competition thing - you lie back thinking "OK, look big and impressive" to which you get the screamed reply "Oh god! He's going to stick a needle in me! I'm hiding!"

Patrick sterilised the site and marked where he was going to go. I wanted a bar just beneath the glans and these dots were a good half way down. "Higher" I asked, he moved a little. "Higher" I asked again. We were still way too low and though I was kind of nervous about talking (try not to annoy the guy who's got a needle in one hand and your penis in the other), I didn't want it where I wasn't happy - I didn't want to regret it. So, I pointed. And he resterilised. Word of advice, point, but don't touch.

Then I lay back, locked eyes with Erin and felt the clamp go on. After two days of serious pain the last time, I was understandably nervous. As the needle went in, there was a jolt of "Oh my god!" pain, then it was gone. Absolutely nothing. Well, that wasn't too bad.

We went to a munch that evening and though it didn't hurt, I must admit, I did have a kind of over-careful, bow-legged, cowboy walk - more out of fear of hurting it than anything else.

Apparently you should leave it for ten days or so before trying sex. Well I was on a week long vacation and I was halfway through. So, we managed to leave it for about ten hours. It was pretty tender but we managed it. Was it any good? Personally, it doesn't make much physical difference, though I love knowing it's there and what it's doing. On the other hand, to quote Erin, "Oh my god! Oh my! EVERY guy should get one of those!" So apparently it's good. **grin**

Cleaning it's a bizarre experience. Standing in the bathroom, your penis in a glass of warm salty water while your slave is talking to someone else in another room was a first for me. But it's behaved pretty well. It lymphs a little but it never bled, even at the time, which was kind of a relief. Two months on, it's still lymphing a bit, but it's starting to settle. I seem to take quite a while to heal anyway - my nipple was still lymphing quite a lot after six months.

So, that's my piercing experience. I'd genuinely recommend a frenum to anyone who's tempted. The pain was over almost instantly, it's easy to look after and a lot of fun.