Here is the story of me getting my nipple pierced:
At A Glance Author Swarm666 Contact ringfinger666@hotmail.com When N/A Artist Can't remember her name Studio Artistique Location Montreal, Que About four years ago, I was on an east-coast tour with my band at the time, Day Of Mourning, I was itching to get a new tattoo, or piercing or some kind of body modification. I could not think straight, play straight, at one point I could not even eat or sleep right. I never realized how much body modifications could be so addictive. My mind was focused on getting something. We happened to be in the amazing city of Montreal. A friend of mine really wanted a tattoo, so we settled upon this little shop that looked like something out of horror movie. Once we stepped over the threshold, the place was immaculate. Very clean, a huge room with pictures of tattoos on the wall, three to four glass cabinets containing a very wide selection of jewelry, and a giant glass wall. Behind the glass wall were three tables all lined up next to each other. Each table had an artist, and, of course, a client indulging the fabulous act of getting tattooed. At this point we knew we had felt the pow er of Artistique!
My friend went and found an artist to do the work, and I decided right then to get my nipple pierced. I, at this point, had already had one nipple pierced. I knew the feeling of it, that "playful" pain. I looked up after deciding to get it, and the piercer was a blonde, dreaded, buxom, gorgeous woman, wearing a Bettie page T-shirt. I'm a huge Bettie Page aficionado, so I knew this was going to be a good day, and this was going to be generally fun piercing experience.
The piercer, we'll call her Soleil for the lack of remembering her name, took my money, took my hand, and led me downstairs to her office. She sat me down in the waiting room while she got ready. At this time another band member came down, and pretty much begged her to let him watch. Even he did not want to miss out on seeing Soleil. She was hesitant at first, but with some persistence on his part, she convinced him pay five dollars to watch. Like most guys in the site of an extremely gorgeous woman, he forked over the money; I think even before she finished her sentence.
After a few minutes of preparation, she brought me into the room, and laid me on the table. Like a faithful puppy, my friend followed behind me. I took off my shirt, and with the most amazing Quebecois accent she said "Are you ready for dis? Or would you like a couple of minutes to relax?" I closed my eyes, and shook my head, "Yes, I'm ready" I said with a huge smile on my face. I felt like a kid at Christmas, or in paradise. In preparing myself for this I was thinking about the pain from getting my first nipple pierced, trying to imagine what it would be like with this girl inflicting the pain. I could feel her probing around my nipple with the needle, trying to find a good spot to insert; she was correctly lining it up. In that accent again "I tink dis will good like dis eh?" I opened my eyes, peered down, and nodded. At this time she was setting up, and I must say, I had a very nice cleavage shot, quite impressive.
Anyhow, after I agreed, I, once again, closed my eyes. Feeling the sharpness of the needle on my nipple, I opened my eyes and watched. Before this piercing, I had never watched it being done on myself. The feeling was amazing. I felt as though I was being bit by a vampire, such pain, but it was good pain.
With the needle still through my nipple, I was debating on what type of jewelry to get for it. I had already had a barbell through my left nipple. I wanted my nipples to match, so Soliel persuaded me to get the circular barbell, the one for the nipple she was piercing, and another for my left nipple.
What also made this piercing experience so pleasant, was not only was the artist very pleasing to the eyes, which is a plus, she was also extremely nice, and down to earth. People like those are hard to find these days. Getting my nipple pierced there was the best thing I have ever done, as far as body modifications go. Since then, I have learned to appreciate the art of body modifications, as opposed to just getting a piercing. To experience such controlled pain, and to witness is an amazing thing, almost spiritual.
If I had to go back, and get all my piercings again; I would definitely head back to Montreal to Artistique, and get Soleil to do them. I had never enjoyed getting a piercing before, as much as I did then.