One night my boyfriend and I were lying in his bed talking, I had had my heart set on a vertical hood piercing for quite sometime, but as I am a piercer myself, and so is he we knew I didn't have enough tissue to comfortably get the piercing. We were picking apart my body parts trying to think of what would be astetically pleasing and my boy reminded me of the christina I was bugging him about last year. It seemed like the perfect idea, and I wanted it right away.
At A Glance Author meow Contact meow@bme.anon When A week ago Artist my boyfriend Studio his bedroom Away we went in search of piercing equiptment and found, a clamp and cork, KY jelly, a 14 gauge needle, a dental bib, an iodine swab, an alcohol swab, a surgical marker, and only a few 7/16" cbr's. Well needless to say we did not want to put a cbr in a fresh christina piercing so we decided to wait until the following weekend.
Then next weekend I had butterflies in my stomach like I have never felt before. I had a horizontal hood piercing done about a year ago and needless to say it wasn't a good experience and I ended up taking it out about 3 months later. Nonetheless, I was determined to have my own little secret again. I drove the hour and a half long drive to get there and spent a wonderful weekend under blankets, full of kisses, cuddles and movies. And then came Sunday. The day I went home..the day I got my piercing.
While I waxed and had a quick shower, My boyfriend got all the equiptment ready. He laid it all out on a new dental bib and when I was done showering, I comforted myself on his freshly washed sheets, and watched him open up all the packages. Out came the forceps, the 14 gauge needle, the brand new 14 gauge sparkling beautiful titanium barbell, and a little cork. With gloved hands he wiped me down with an iodine swab and then a little bit of alcohol. He placed two marks and got me to stand up, after examining a little bit he decided it was perfect and I went to look in the mirror. Nervously I decided that since he thought it was perfect I knew it would be and I took a quick glance and slowly and cautiously walked back to the room.
When I lied down on the bed, my stomach was starting to turn. It was over 30 degrees outside and I was getting really uneasy about the pain. If you know my horizontal hood story you'd know why! But no time to explain that! It's piercing time.
A long sensual kiss and then the clamps were put on, he tells me to take a deep breath, I take a deep breath and my stomach turns, "Stop!" I exclaim, and he looks at me confused, knowing I've been through much worse, and have pierced almost every part of my body, "what's wrong" he asks concerned. "I don't know, I'm so scared", I admit shamefully. He consoles me, and reminds me that if I don't do it, I'll be disapointed in myself. So he puts the clamps back on, and I look down, and see the needle. "Baby, I'm scared, I'm really scared and I'm being the nightmare client from hell, I'm sorry I don't know what's wrong with me" I whine. He tells me to lie down, to take deep breaths, and reminds me how long it's been since I've had a piercing. I lie there and think of how many people I've pierced, how many piercings I've gotten, how I'm always so surprised, and how good it makes me feel afterwards.
So here we go with the clamps again. This time I'm just feeling like the biggest pussy ever, so I take a deep breath in and my cell phone rings..FUCK. I sit up and look at it. He rolls his eyes knowing the person who is calling is calling to yell at me for something stupid, and I know it too. I glance at the phone and my stomach turns again. I ignore the call, thinking to myself, leave me the fuck alone. And then realize, what a perfect time for a piercing, since it relieves so much stress. We both agree that this is the last time, especially since we've taken the clamps on and off a couple times now and it's starting to hurt and we haven't even pierced it yet. So I lie back and go to my happy place, and he puts the clamps on slowly and cautiously. He tells me to take deep breath and I breathe in nice and slow, and then a slow breath out..and a slow breath in, and a deep breath, OUCH! I jumped, shit! But luckily for me, he had his hand above my pelvis and he pushed me down nice and slow, gliding the needle through perfectly straight. Wow, thats over. That was easy. Oh, here comes the jewelry, deep breath in...wait a second..did you just say it's already in? We're done? oh my. Now I feel like an even bigger loser for being so afraid of that. But with the biggest smile in the world I give my baby a hug and get up to examine.
My way home was a little uncomfortable as I drive a standard and the highway is windy and there's alot of gearing up and down so the rubbing wasn't too great but upon arriving at home, I realized there was no blood, very little swelling, no bruising and no redness. Happily I lie on my couch and giggle while soaking my new secret in a warm sea salt mixture. And headed off to bed. Sleeping wasn't uncomfortable for me at all. Putting a pillow between your legs generally relieves pressure if you sleep on your side, and I tried that but I must have gotten frusterated in the middle of the night because I ended up on my side with no pillow, and no pain! Excellent. But let's see what tomorrow brings.
In the morning I had a nice long shower and after my shower I sat down to rinse my new piercing under my tub faucet to make sure no soap residue would be let inside, I examined it for bleeding brusing, extra swelling, or redness and still, nothing. Considering the hell I've went through for some piercings I adorn, I am relieved, though it is only the second day. I did a nice long sea salt soak while sitting in the bath...how satifying that is. I Was extra careful with towels and got changed into some nice cotton underwear. I noticed I was walking a little like I had just gotten off a horse for the first day but it wasn't anything too noticeable. Secretly I made fun of myself, and giggled under my breath about what I had endured the following night. I stuck to loose underwear and comfy loose dresses, anything irritating could lead to rejection and I want to stay far away from that. The first day was a little uncomfortable, I couldn't cross my legs and I had to be careful when I was climbing in and out of my car. It's not that it hurt, but more so that I could feel it being pulled and I don't want to give it any grief.
It is now a week later and I have been doing the same things every single day, nice long sea salt soaks are the best! My piercing is doing excellent, hasn't changed at all since we pierced it, other then the swelling that went down. I accidently grabbed it one night while pulling a pair of underwear on and it made me a little concerned but it wasn't disturbed at all. I can cross my legs again and I can wear loose comfortable pants even jeans. Which is helpful when it rains all weekend. But when I'm at home I make sure to wear loose clothing, as air facilitates healing and I want it to heal as fast as possibly. I'm also staying out of the water for awhile this summer!
After a nice long weekend of cuddles and unpredictable sex under the covers, it is still very happy. I have kept it happy with sea salt soaks and loose clothing and every time we decide to have sex I make sure it is in a way where the piercing isn't being rubbed and I give it a good rinse and sea salt soak afterwards, condoms are also a good idea even if you don't use them regularly, just to prevent your partner from introducing new bacteria to your fresh piercing.
This is a beautiful piercing, I love it to pieces and I'm going to baby it until it heals. I'll keep updated on the progress of this piercing and I'm crossing my fingers for it healing perfectly! I have a good feeling about this one! If you want it, go for it girls! Who couldn't love such a astetically pleasing piece of metal through one of the most intimate places on your body? I know I'm a sucker for it, so is my boy ;) Happy piercing everyone!