I am 29 years old, I have two masters degrees, I work as a regional manager for a Fortune 100 pharmaceutical company, and I have 11 piercings and 5 tattoos. Except for my boyfriend and closest girl friends, no body knows or would they expect that I am heavily into mods. Unfortunately, because of my career, I have to keep everything under wraps, literally. My tats and piercings are all covered by the conservative attire I have to wear most every day. I long for the day when I can get both ankles tattooed and offer up my ears to the piercing gods.
At A Glance Author Lauren Contact Lauren@bme.anon When A month ago Artist Kari Studio Hole Illusion Location Seattle My secret alternative life began while attending a university in the Bay Area. I spent my whole life up to then being a good girl and working hard in school to get into the best colleges. While in college, I met the coolest girl I had ever known, Jesse. She was everything I wasn't, but most of all she was her own woman. She was drop dead gorgeous and a good student, but nothing about her was mainstream. By the time I met Jesse, she already had a lower back tat and both nips pierced. She was not afraid to talk about it or show you the goods if you asked. I was 20 years old; she was the same age, yet I idolized everything about her. We eventually studied abroad together in London, which is where on New Year's Eve Jesse talked me into getting both of my nipples pierced. And from there I was hooked! I got such a thrill knowing that I had a secret under my shirt. With Jesse at my side, I proceeded to get tats on my lower back, upper back, and pubic mound, all before we graduated. Since that time, Jesse and I have remained close. She became more and more mainstream, and I became less so. It was Jesse, of all people, who decided that we both needed boob jobs. So new boobs we got. We stretched our nips to 4g.
About three years ago we started on our corset piercings through our outer labia. We started with one on each side, and now we both have three rings on each side stretched to 6g. Jesse also has two hood piercings, and I have a Christina that has healed remarkably well. So here's where the story begins.
In September Jesse and I were in Tahiti on vacation. I love being on vacation, because I get to go public with my mods. We spent the week topless in our thongs, but we were lamenting the fact that 6 labial corset piercings are difficult to manage inside a bikini bottom. We both agreed that it was probably time to retire our corsets in exchange for a fourchette or something. So when we returned home to Seattle, we headed to Hole Illusion to see Kari, owner, chief piercer, and therapist. We told Kari that we were ready for a change.
Kari wouldn't see of it. After taking a look at our corsets (she did the last four holes), she insisted that we ought to keep things the way they are. She said that we had two of the best and prettiest labial corsets she had seen. We would be nuts to mess with them. So much for that. We still wanted our fourchettes, but that's not what Kari had in mind. She wanted us to each consider getting a Princess Albertina.
We knew what females PA's are, but I know that neither of us had ever given it any thought. Aren't those for girls that are into urethral play, I asked. This is where Kari admitted that she is kind of into urethral play, but PA's get in the way of that. So technically, they're NOT for girls into urethral play. She went on to say that she has two clients that have female PA's are crazy about them. Jesse asked if we needed to have our urethras stretched. Kari said that sounding before hand makes things a bit easier when inserting the clamps. Since urethral sounds are expensive, Kari sent us each home with three red rubber catheters (sterile and in the package) – 16Fr, 20Fr, and 24Fr. – and told us to go have fun.
Neither of us had much difficulty placing the catheters in the other (using surgilube). The sensation was wickedly intense, but not painful. (OK, the 24FR WAS painful.) We really only needed to sound an inch or so up the urethra, but neither of us could resist inserting them in far enough for urine to stream out. There was something kinky, sexy, and liberating about that whole experience that afternoon.
Exactly one week later, we were in Kari's studio ready for our PA's. We were her last clients of the day, so she locked the doors and we picked out our jewelry. Kari's advice was to go for as large of a gauge as were comfortable with. I have to admit that I would have been more at ease had we gone for a 14g, but that wasn't an option. 12g, 10g, and 8g were our options. Kari helped us decide on 10g x 5/8" stainless CBR's. I offered to go first so I wouldn't chicken out.
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his was my 11th piercing, so I was familiar with the routine. I positioned myself on the table and placed my legs in the stirrups. Jesse held my hand while she prepped the inside of my vagina and swabbed my urethra (intense, yes). Jesse ordered to help spread my labia apart, so while still holding my hand she reached over and pulled my right labia (using the rings) out of the way. I used my other hand to help with the other side.
Usually, the clamps during a piercing hurt because they are squishing the tissue. In this case, it's placing the head of the clamps inside the urethra that is the most intense...and my mean really intense! Jesse passed the needle from my urethra into my vagina into a waiting cork. I virtually did not feel the actual piercing. Jesse quickly removed the clamps, and it was like a million pounds had been lifted off me. The plastic tube remained in my piercing. I wanted to take a minute to regain my composure before Kari slipped the ring in, but Kari didn't want to wait, because the blood would make it too difficult to see while inserting the CBR.
With the possible exception of my first nipple, this was my most intense piercing yet. It was a complete rush. Jesse helped clean me up while Kari started to prepare for Jesse's PA. I slipped my undies back on, and Jesse gave me a pad to wear (thank goodness, because I entirely forgot to bring one...very necessary). Now I was ready to return the favors to Jesse.
Jesse's PA went off without a hitch. Kari said her urethra was more elastic, so the clamps were not nearly as intense. However, she bled a whole lot more than I did.
Kari's instructions to us were pretty standard. She knew that we know how to take care of new piercings. However, she insisted that we both drink as much water as possible for the next week. She said if we do not have to pee every hour, then we probably are not drinking enough. Let me say that the first time STUNG! We went home together and spent the next day doing salt-water soaks.
Forty-eight hours later I was on a business trip, a national sales meeting in Chicago. Taking a long flight with a new piercing makes the flight even longer. I still get a thrill knowing that everyone I work with thinks I'm so straight-laced. They have no idea.
As for my PA eight weeks later? It has healed perfectly; it's been test driven, and it's now my favorite. I have not encountered any UTI's or any other infection. It was an incredibly straightforward piercing. I suspect that over the next few years, female PA's will become fairly mainstream (as far as genital piercings go).
I think my next acts will be to retire the middle two rings in my corset (things are getting crowded down there), stretch my Christina to a 4g, and perhaps stretch my PA (I can't believe I'm already saying that). Jesse is actually thinking of piercing her clit (it's certainly big enough), but I think she is nuts. Thanks for allowing me to ramble on. Good luck with those PA's