I have been told by several women how amazing their VCH is, and I vowed years ago to get one... eventually. There always seemed to be something that caused me to delay my plan. I got new ink, I got other piercings, I moved to Canada for a while. My money and time went everywhere but going through with it. I had to face the facts: I was just stalling.
At A Glance Author Meu When A week ago Artist Qui Qui Studio Kaleidoscope Location Springfield, MO I am not an inhibited person, and I'm not afraid of pain. In fact, I embrace it. I have been in the world of BDSM as a switch for as long as I have been sexually active. Every account of VCH piercing I have heard and read was pretty much the same – that it was not even as bad as a stubbed toe. I had a mental block about the idea of anything sharp going down there without anesthesia. I don't know what changed my mind; whether it was finding an amazing Dominant friend for support or the fact that I feel that I am getting old and don't have all the ink and metal I want in my body. Maybe it was a combination of the two.
I had already researched the procedure and aftercare, but decided to re-research it and find a suitable piercer nearby. I live in a tiny town in Kansas, so I knew there would be a road trip ahead. I wanted to make sure the piercer I chose was very experienced, as I have read just enough horror stories of VCH piercings gone wrong. I read awesome reviews about Qui Qui at Kaleidoscope in Springfield, MO and after speaking with him on the phone briefly, decided he was perfect for this. I had a few days before I could take the 3-hour trip, and the anticipation was a rush. It was all I could think about, day and night.
Piercing day came, and I had not slept most of the night. Got up, got ready, and my Dom and I hit the road. All was fine and great until I actually turned onto Sunshine St, and my palms beaded up with sweat. The nerves had officially kicked in. The pull to turn back around was overriden by the fact that I had just driven 3 hours for the piece of metal that I knew would enhance my life. He rubbed my shoulders to try to relax me, but there was nothing that could have calmed me down at that point.
We entered the shop, I announced that I wanted a VCH, filled out the paperwork (the painful part, as Qui Qui called it), and went back to a very clean little room with a sparkly red vinyl chair, that had stirrups. I swear I could hear my heart clearly. I brought Valium just in case the anxiety became too much to handle. It was my security blanket, but I did not take it. I was told to take of my pants and hop up in the chair... I stalled a little... and hesitantly did as I was told.
My Dom was holding my hand and looked too calm for my liking. Qui Qui did a quick check, yep, I was pierceable. I could not seem to relax my legs though, and it was causing a problem. My left leg was being held down for me but my right leg kept coming up involuntarily, until I held it down with my right hand. I felt him placing the receiving tube, and he let me know that he would be moving things around just a little bit and - SHRIEK! – That fucking hurt! For like... a second. It is the most bizarre thing to me, to feel pain that disappears that quickly, leaving no trace of soreness. But there it was. He placed the jewelry and went over aftercare with me.
The whole way home, I was all smiles and my head felt like it was floating. I finally did it. Why did I put it off for so long? I should have done this 10 years ago! It is healing very nicely, and the aftercare is easy – it feels healed but I know it is not yet. There is a great deal more sensitivity, which I cannot complain about a bit. Of course sex is way more fun with my shiny new friend, but even mundane things like driving over brick roads or shifting just right in my seat has never been better.
I strongly advise any woman considering this piercing, to get it – do not put it off!
And to anyone living near Springfield, Kaleidoscope is a cool place, and Qui Qui is awesome at what he does! He is very knowledgeable and good at providing a calm environment for even the most nervous of people.