Okay, okay, I am finally doing it. Submitting one of my modification experiences for the BMEZINE page. I am in the understanding that it's the cool thing to do and due to peer pressure that I have to do it. I am constantly visiting the pages that belong to my real life friends, Vanity Star, NeCroPheeliak and ...fetisha... and I have just as many piercings (currently 8)as they do, and most definitely more tattoos (currently 12) then any of them combined. So they keep asking, "You are a friggin pin-cushion. What the hell is your problem? Get a BME membership, Bitch!"
At A Glance Author Twiztidpink Contact Twiztidpink@bme.anon Artist Jay Burns Studio Atlantic Gold and Silver Location Va Beach Oceanfront I tried submitting pictures of my mods, but I got this long list about what could be wrong with my pics and why they weren't suitable for submission. Since I am kind of sensitive about who sees my private regions, and trying to get pictures of them again, I am not really comfortable with, I decided to just write about it.
Okay. This is about my first true piercing experience, getting my nipples done. Getting pierced, whether it was for pleasure or to be trendy, was something I never ever thought about or let alone intended to do. I have had my ears pierced since I was nine but at the time, I didn't even wear earrings half the time. My younger brother, Anthony was into facial piercings, and considering I was the more sensible and responsible sibling, I thought he was a bit of a freak.
Anyway, all my interest started when I became involved in an odd relationship with this intriguing sinister fellow, who told me he thought female piercings were erotic and very sexual. So I was led by the great thoughts of lust to do it. He was a very popular published writer friend, who I will affectionately call "Master Shadeaux". Of all the body parts he suggested to me, he truly thought that I should get my nipples done. At that time, I truly idiolized him and his opinion did mean quite a lot to me.
I knew nothing about piercings other then my brother had a face full and he suggested going to the Oceanfront and looking around and finding someone I was comfortable with. He had friends that worked at Ocean Mystique, which turned out to be way crowded for my liking, so I went and visited a place a little further down called "Atlantic Gold and Silver", turns out they are owned by the same company and have the same Piercers.
I liked the cleanliness of the place and talked awhile with the Piercer, a very hot and professional guy by the name of Jay Burns.
I discussed the nipples and asked about how it was done. Jay happily showed me his piercings and said I would be surprised at the number of women who came in to get this modification done. We all discussed the means to care for it, what to do if it became infected, and how they would be more sensitive then before.
I discussed it with my boyfriend Reggie, who said he would pay for it, as long as the piercer didn't get fresh and if he got to watch. We went back the following day, and Jay very professionally sat me in the chair, explained one more time what he would be doing, then had me remove my top and dotted my nipple. He put the clamps on, told me to take a deep breath, and before I knew it the needle was through.
I was very surprised at how little pain I felt or the lack of blood. I think I was more shocked at looking down and saw that it had really been done and that there was a needle hanging out of my boob. In truth I found it very pleasurable and was disappointed when Jay flipped the loop through. Jay again told me I should go ahead and get the second one while we were at it.
I had been adamant about getting only one done, but my boyfriend looked like he was in heaven and Jay really was easy going and I trusted him. He sat me back down in the chair, and followed the same procedures as he did before. I was very comfortable in his presence, considering I was letting a complete stranger touch my breasts in front of my boyfriend. Looking back I was such a prude at the time, and though I am very proud of my piercings, I am still am.
The second piercing through my left nipple hurt twice as bad as the first, I could say that I suspected that my body already knew what the pain would feel like and my mind was full of anxiety, which made it worse then it actually was. However this time it did bleed, making me think that Jay had screwed up somehow.
He then explained the aftercare procedures, and assured me that the piercing had been done correctly. However one nipple may be more sensitive then the other. He did not lie, because that nipple is still more sensitive then the other, and surprisingly they both healed with no problems.
So that was my first BME experince, and I can't imagine not being pierced now. I have had a few bad ones, and a few I got frustrated with and removed, but I still have the nipple piercings. At one point, I even had more then my tackle-faced brother, but he couldn't let that happen and has passed me in the number again a few months ago.