Yesterday I got rings put in my girly bits. I've never been pierced before and didn't know what to expect at all. I am in a BDSM relationship, and the piercing was the request of my Dominant partner; he liked the idea of me submitting to that for him, and he likes the idea of being able to play with the rings! He decided to have me done at Toni's because he had heard that Toni was a bit rough and unfriendly, but still safe and clean. As it happened, Toni was out when we arrived, so I was done by his very nice assistant-type person, a young man with amazing green eyes and lots of piercings of his own. I wasn't uncomfortable about being done by a male piercer, partly because he was so calm and efficient about it and partly because my Dom has got me used to showing myself to strange men!
At A Glance Author midnightgirl When It just happened Artist don't know his name Studio Toni's Location Guildford, UK The piercer was also totally cool about all the marks that I had on my inner thighs (I had been caned that morning) as well. The studio is not that far from the centre of Guildford, behind a hairdressing salon, and has lots of 70's style airbrushy-type pictures of piercings and fetishy stuff. There is a lot of different jewellery displayed. In the inner room there was a bed like in a GP's office, with a paper sheet over it. The paper sheet was obviously not new, so I didn't see the point in having it really...no bloodstains, but it had been used, and the piercer didn't put a fresh piece for me. Anyway, I took off my skirt and got up on the dirty paper, and opened my legs. I'm shaved and I have big labia so there was no problem about the mechanics of getting it done. My Dom conferred briefly with the piercer about the placements, and then I was told 'whatever you do, don't close your legs'. I held my Dom's hand and tried to relax. I didn't see what kind of autoclave/steriliser etc. that was used. There weren't any clamps or cork or whatever; the piercer just took the needle and shoved it through. I shrieked so loudly that I am sure everybody in the hair salon and the headshop next door could hear me - nothing's EVER hurt me like that, and I'm in a sadomasochistic relationship! Then he did the other side and I screamed even louder - I'm sure it hurt even more, probably because it was the second one. I really had no idea it was going to feel that bad. The piercer was kind though, told me to take deep breaths and reassurred me (my Dom just grinned). I was still reeling from the experience while the rings etc. were put in, so I didn't really suffer from that part. He pressed a bit of cotton to the wounds to stop most of the bleeding, but I was still bleeding a little, and the piercer gave me a bit of paper towel. He told me about washing in salt water, and said I shouldn't put anything else on them. Then he brought out a mirror, just like a hairdresser, and showed them to me.
My Dom paid (it was 80 pounds for both, I don't know if he tipped but I doubt it) and I walked gingerly out through the hair salon. I'm sure all the customers in there gave me some looks, but I was beyond noticing! I was quite wobbly and felt very faint, but we had something to eat and drink and felt better. For the rest of the day I couldn't walk very well, I looked like a bowlegged cowboy. The pain wasn't that bad, just twinges now and then, and there were times that I even forgot they were there. But as I was walking home that night, about 9 - 10 hours after the piercing I was suddenly aware that the insides of my thighs were covered in blood. I guess something had opened up - the bleeding was worse than it had been in the studio, I'm sure. It stopped pretty quickly though. Today I'm still bleeding a little and it still twinges a bit. It's hard to sit down, and I can't bear to wear trousers. Despite all that, I'm thrilled though - they look so pretty! My Dom is also thrilled and I can't wait until I am healed enough so that we can start using them in our scenes. So I am glad to have them, but the getting of them was really bad. If I'd known it would hurt like that I would have been so much more nervous about it, and if he asks me to have any more done (I think he wants a clit hood one and maybe nipples) I would have a really hard time just walking in the door - I think my legs would refuse to take me.