I'd like to share my story about my experience with my outer labia piercings. While this wasn't my first genital piercing, the first one, (a Christina), didn't go as planned, and rejected within a week. Though I didn't get that one at my regular piercing studio. Now I've learned my lesson, and I only go to Bodystain. Always go to a clean studio, that you trust, and has an experienced staff. I've decided to write about my labia piercing, because I think that they're my favorite, as well as my boyfriends favorite.
At A Glance Author Cowgirl Contact Cowgirl@bme.anon When A year ago Artist Sarah Studio BodyStaiN Location Ohio I started early. If you had asked me when I got my very first piercing at the age of 14 or 15 years old, (an eyebrow piercing of course, very trendy at the time, though a bit cliche now), if I would ever get my genitals pierced, I probably would have told you no. However, quite a few piercings later, and on my birthday last year, I decided differently.
When my birthday rolled around I decided that my birthday present to myself would be a new bod mod. I actually went to the studio for three piercings all together. My lip, and one on each outer labia. I guess you could say three lips. Ha ha ha. I walked in and started discussing with my piercer, Sarah what I was interested in doing. After mapping out a game plan, we sat there and shot the shit while she was getting all of the equipment out and ready. I remember her saying, that at any time I could decide that I didn't want to continue on with the next piercing. Of course, that wasn't an idea I entertained very long. My response was, bring it on.
After getting all of the equipment out, and me into a comfortable position, (well, obviously as comfortable as you can be with your legs spread wide open in a public place with strangers around you), she sanitized me, and marked me up. Before she did, I had to discuss with her that there was a possibility of me turning this into a labia corset project. So she had to take that into consideration when she marked, and placed the first two captive bead rings, so that if I wanted to we could add more at a later time.
I had only seen one picture of a labia corset, as I found them hard to find, but it immediately struck me as a beautiful, and unique body mod, and quite possibly something that I would want to do. So I got on BME and read a few stories about it, and I did a little research on the web. I had hoped that I wouldn't have a repeat incident of the Christina though, and have a rejection. That was depressing. But it's always depressing to lose a piercing you like.
I wasn't sure what it would feel like. And there's always that little bit of anticipation with a new piercing, tattoo, or body modification. After all, the Christina was a little bit different. She got me clamped down on the right side, and coached me to take my two deep breaths. Upon release of my second breath, the feeling of the needle plunging through my skin sent that familiar feeling coursing through my veins. I felt alive, aware, centered, and spiritual.
From between my legs, Sarah put the first captive bead ring in, and cackled like the Count on Sesame Street, "One labia, ah hah hah hahhh." I had to laugh. I love Sarah. Now that I knew what to expect, I got prepared for my left labia, as she clamped me down. Again, my two deep breaths, from inside my own little world, I was taking in every memory from the experience. Every sound, every touch, and every smell. I was loving every minute of it. This is what body modification is about, I reminded myself. I immediately felt a certain feeling of peace come over me as the needle entered from one side, tunneled through my flesh, and made it's appearance on the other side like a prairie dog peeking up from his hole. I focused on the sensation and lingered on it a bit.
As she finished putting my jewelry in, I came back to my senses, down from my natural high. Back to the real world, and just a little bit more aware, a bit more focused, and a bit more in tune with everything around me. She asked me if she could take a picture with her digital camera for the photo albums that they keep out front. I happily agreed, and she snapped a few shots. I smiled and thanked her, stood up and pulled down my skirt. As I paid at the counter, I reflected on the experience, extremely content and satisfied. As I was driving home, I couldn't help but to smile. I was very happy with my experience, and certain this was the best birthday present I had gotten this year. To this day, I still feel that center with every body modification that touches my skin. Perhaps, for my birthday next month, in March, I'll get two more added. :)