I've wanted body piercings every since I was a small child. The idea of being able to transform my body into a work of art intrigued me. And the fact that my parents were set completely against it helped also. So I waited for the day that I thought would never come, my eighteenth birthday.
At A Glance Author kinkypiercedhotgurl Contact kinkypiercedhotgurl@bme.anon When Six months ago Artist Krish Studio Black Dragon Location Fayetteville, Arkansas I didn't do any of the research I should have before selecting my labret. I just picked the one piercing I thought would fit my face the best. I had no clue about healing time, how to clean it, what to clean it with, or anything else, I just knew that it was the piercing I liked the best and the one my family would hate the most. I feel the need to say here that getting a piercing for spite is very childish and isn't advisable. I'm just a bullheaded person by nature though, so for me it was bound to happen at some point.
I remember asking all my friends where they had their piercings done and they all said the same thing. Black Dragon. So I decided that was my best bet. On my way up there I started to second guess myself. Was this really a smart thing to do? Would i ever be able to find an employer who would allow it? Would my lip fall off if it got infected? By the time I finally arrived at the shop, my head was swirling with thoughts of backing out. Until I met my piercer.
Kris was unlike any girl I had ever met. Her piercings were just as hardcore as the boys' and i found that a comfort. She sat me down on the table and asked me if I had any questions. I hesitated a half second and then a flood of questions just poured out. She laughed a little bit and asked me to slow down. She answered each of my questions carefully, a process of extreme patience considering the fact that it took an hour to go through all of them. She then layed out the tools of the trade and explained to me the whole process and what each tool was for. I was still pretty hyped up, but I was calm enough to go through with it.
So at last she told me to look straight ahead while she marked the spot of the piercing. She then handed me a mirror and asked me what I thought. I felt the back of my lip where it would go through and deemed it perfect. One of my major concerns had been the jewelry rubbing my teeth or right at my gumline.
The zen-like breathing she asked me to do didn't relax me though, it just made me feel light headed. So I applied my own breathing technique. Holding my breath when the needle went in and saying, ah ah ah as it came back out again. Not a smart thing to do because of the fact that it can cause you to hyperventilate, but it worked for me. I kept my eyes closed through the actual piercing process but now I wish I'd watched. Because my adrenaline was pumping so hard by the time she actually put the needle through, I couldn't feel a thing. Then the after piercing rush, as I've deemed it, hit me and it felt as good as an orgasm. I grayed out at the end of it, but got my breath back and looked in the mirror. It was perfect. I've never seen a labret on anyone else as straight and nicely done as mine. It was the most positive of my piercing experiences.
The healing process was very simple. Wash your mouth out after you eat or smoke, and clean the crusties off the front. Mine was healed in two weeks and I've now had it for about six months. I haven't found a piercing friendly boss, but I'm working on it. Even when I'm only leaving it out long enough to change jewelry, I feel naked without it. It's almost like a blankey. It's my comfort zone.
But a word to the wise... There are certain things you half to learn how to do again. Like brushing your teeth, eating large pieces of food, sleeping on your stomach, being careful not to catch the back of the labret on your teeth, learning how to kiss again, and learning how to kiss other things again, the list could go on for days. My most painful experience was when my exboyfriend's son elbowed me straight in my labret. Two days after I got it done. The long post I had on mine was the only thing that saved my gums. I cried for a couple of hours until the pain went down to a steady throb. However, I've managed to write you a small story, so I'll be going.
Happy piercing!