For the longest time I had been fascinated by pictures of genital piercing. I had always wondered what it would feel like to have that needle go through the skin and to have that nice shiny metal residing there afterwards.
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon When Two years ago Artist J. Studio Next! Location Vancouver After about 2 weeks of giving it consideration, I made up my mind that I wanted to get a guiche because it looked so sexy. The though of having some gentle tugging in that area was also a motivation. I had been interested in chastity as well, and seeing some of the various devices led me into thinking that a PA would be good for the potential future.
I did internet research and found a reputable place in Vancouver that did piercing. Upon entering Next!, I noticed that it was brightly lit with colorful art adorning the walls. One corner had a tattoo area. The jewellery was displayed in glass display counters. At the counter, J. pleasantly asked me if I needed help with something. I replied, "Yes, I'd like to get a couple of piercings."
"What did you want to get done today," was the reply.
I could feel my face turning a shade of red as I mentioned what I wanted, half expecting some weird look in response to my request.
"A guiche and a PA," I croaked.
J. replied, "Ok, here are some forms I'll need to you fill out, and then we can select some jewellery that will work for you."
I had settled on getting a 6g guiche and an 8g PA.
J. asked me what I knew about piercing and I told him I was quite new to it, aside from my ears being pierced. He gave me a talk about aftercare and recognizing signs of infection. There was a piercing session currently going on, so J. mentioned I'd have to wait for 15 minutes.
Finally it was my turn. I walked across the shop floor towards the back where the piercing room was. I'm happy that the room was private and that there wasn't going to be anyone else there. The room was a dark gold décor with cabinetry, sink, and counter space with supplies. In the middle of the room was a medical-like examination table that could be positioned in various ways. Around the room were a couple chairs and benches. This all combined to provide a relaxed atmosphere that hinted of something dark in a clean environment.
J. made pleasant conversation and asked what I did. I replied, but I was still a little nervous about dropping my drawers for someone I had never met, but the thrill of what was soon about to take place overcame my prudishness. J. and I decided to do the Guiche first.
After showing him the approximate location I thought would be more sensitive to tugging afterwards, he had me sit on the table. J. told me that he'd pierce me with an 8g needle and stretch immediately to a 6g. He gave me a 2 x 2 gauze with lavender on it to breathe to help me relax. The scent, which I hadn't smelled before was pleasant and seemed to have a calming effect. I breathed the scent for a couple minutes while J. prepared his supplies
The area was cleaned with an antiseptic solution, marked with a pen, and the clamps were applied. J. got his things ready, washed his hands, and put on gloves. He maintained sterility of his supplies, which increased my confidence in his ability. (Not that I doubted it, but it made me feel more comfortable.)
He was ready to pierce.
He told me to take 3 deep breaths and that he'd pierce on an exhale.
Inhale....Exhale...1...
Inhale....Exhale...2...
Inhale.... (in my mind I know he's going to pierce me and I felt myself tensing a little – but I continued to watch) Exhale...3...
The needle pierced my flesh. An intense burning sensation started at my midsection, quickly enveloped my body, and was over as quickly as it had begun. It had hurt, but not that badly. I'm not sure what I had expected. I had pierced ears, but that had been with a gun-type piercing. I'd have to say this was more intense. I attributed that to the gauge size being very different. I couldn't believe what I had just done. The large bore needle protruding from my skin was a shock, and at the same time, looked pretty freaking cool.
I looked with fascination at the 8g needle, now protruding from behind the little grouping of skin caught in the clamps, while J. got the taper with the curved barbell ready. A couple more breaths and a little more burning and it was through. J. put the barbell bead on, I took a moment to admire the shiny new metal barbell, and it was on to the PA...