I'm a typical poor college student and I've wanted a piercing or some kind of body modification for a while now (one of my friends got me interested in it) but couldn't afford anything. It took me about six months to make up my mind, but I decided to go ahead and do the piercing myself.
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon Artist Self Location Gilbert, Arizona After reading a lot of experiences on BME and talking to my friends who've done their own piercings, I decided on a clitoral hood piercing. I'm somewhat of a masochist and I figured a clit piercing would be good because I'm into bondage and submission and it would be an interesting place to be leashed from. And doing it myself meant I'd be able to still pay rent for this month.
I've read all the warnings from people who do their own piercings, know the risks with using equipment that isn't completely sterile, and I understand that getting a piercing professionally done is by far the better option. However, if you don't have the money and seriously have a need to get pierced, a self-piercing seems like the best route to me.
I did the piercing about two weeks ago and it healed pretty well after a week. The past week I've been playing with it a bit too frequently so I need to leave it alone for a while to let it re-heal.
I started by getting together the equipment I'd need. Very rudimentary, just some needles and safety pins and rubbing alcohol ... Like I said, I'm poor. I decided not to use any sort of pain killers or anaesthetic because I enjoy pain, especially in that sensitive area. I've engaged in needle play for several years now, but nothing permanent -- just having my Master push (sterile) needles through my nipples while having sex, that sort of thing. It completely intensifies my orgasm so the idea of a permanent piercing in such a sensitive area intrigued me, which is why I was drawn to a clitoral hood piercing.
Right before preparing myself for the experience, my Master and I engaged in some very rough sex because I knew it would be a while before we could do it again. Right after cumming inside my cunt, my Master made me lay down on his kitchen table and hold my labia wide apart so he could cleanse the area thorougly. After he delicately rubbed the area down with alcohol, he grabbed his clamps and brought them down on my labia hard and made me hold them, spreading myself open.
He brought one of the bigger needles up to my clit and teased me with it before actually penetrating the hood, gently prodding my clit with it. He told me to take a deep breath and count to three, then he would pierce on three. I felt him pull the skin of my hood up and stretch it tightly, preparing me for the needle.
I felt the warm needle gently against my skin as I began the count. One ... two ...
He pierced on two, of course. The needle forced its way through my skin, using more of his effort than I thought it would take, making me shake and closed my eyes hard. I remember the sensation being so intense that I almost let go of the clamps I had holding my cunt lips open.
I almost had an orgasm, laying there naked on my Master's kitchen table, holding my cunt lips wide open with his clamps as he punctured my hood with a large needle. I can almost cum from strictly pain, so I loved the piercing.
He left the needle in my hood for a moment and just watched the blood trickle down my slit while he reached for a safety pin. I decided I wanted a safety pin because I like the way they look -- kind of a slut punk theme. He slid the needle out and I felt it leave the folds of my skin, like when he pulls his cock out of my cunt only far more intense.
The needle was quickly replaced with a safety pin, which he pushed through the fresh hole rather expertly (he'd had plenty of experience using needles on my body) and then pushed it closed. I let go of the clamps and touched the pin, feeling the tingle of a fresh hole in my body.
I slid the pin down so the head of it lay close to my cunt hole and I must've spent half an hour just laying there on the table, gently rubbing my fresh piercing while Master watched. I loved the sensation of fresh pain, and I highly recommend a Master / slave piercing for anyone who's into that sort of thing.
The next morning, my piercing hurt far more than it did right afterward, but it was nothing too intense. It was still pleasurable.
I didn't mess with the piercing again for a week because I wanted it to heal well and it seems to be doing well. This past week, I've been playing with it a bit rougher than I should have been so I need to rest it for a while again. No matter how much you want to, don't agree to be leashed by a fresh hood piercing -- it may feel good, but you'll be paying for it afterward.