The day my nipples (and the rest of me) turned twenty in October 2002, I decided to celebrate by spearing them like martini olives. Well, I didn't get my act together in time, so I ended up getting them pierced the next day. Anyway, I trotted merrily down to Saint Sabrina's with a couple friends and started checking out the jewelry.
At A Glance Author MadMax Contact MadMax@bme.anon When A month ago Artist Jesika Studio Saint Sabrina's Parlor in Purgatory Location Minneapolis, MN I was pretty sure I wanted barbells - they just look so much cuter. I considered vertical barbells after I saw this one piece of jewelry they had - a barbell with a CBR attaching to the top ball. It looked awesome; the little ring circling the speared nipple. But I decided against that for the same reasons I had decided against rings: they make little tents in the front of a shirt, they get whacked around more easily, and barbells are cuter.
I decided on 10 gague horizontal barbells, since I lead a fairly active lifestyle, and anything smaller is apt to cause more pain and damage if it's bumped against.
I gave Jesika a big hug and told her what I was planning on doing. She was happy to poke more holes in me, since we'd had a happy ear piercing the week before. She wished me a happy birthday and told me it had been her birthday as well. We Scorpios are a feisty bunch. I complimented her on her furry black kitten ears (they look adorable on her) and she led me back to her room.
Jesika's an awesome person, and I felt comfortable coming back to her after getting my lobes pierced at 2ga the week before. My ears were healing wonderfully, and I was confident in her ability as a piercer. I took of my shirt, Jessica cleaned my nipples and tweaked them a bit to get them good and hard. The marks she made looked even, so I lay back on the table and started breathing. I was fairly nervous. My nipples are quite sensitive, and, although they are used to a fair amount of pain due to my deviant sexual practices, I knew putting a spike through them would definitely hurt.
The clamps went on my right nipple, and that was a not-unfamiliar and rather pleasurable thing. As I breathed out, the needle passed through quite quickly, and before I was finished grunting an expletive, the ball was screwed on.
She asked if I wanted a minute to breathe before she did the next one, but I looked down and saw how cute my nipple looked, so I told her to go ahead and do the other one. I couldn't wait!
The second was slightly more painful since the first one had worn me out a bit. My leg jumped when she speared my second nipple, and I grunted again. (How butch of me, I know...) When the second was done, I gleefully hopped up from the table and looked at them in the mirror. Perfectly level, shiny silver, and absolutely delicious. Jessika taped a square of gauze over each nipple and told me not to be mad at her when I was taking the tape off. That made me laugh - she thought the pain of pulling tape off my chest, risking the loss of a little chest hair, would make me upset, even though I'd just paid her to stick steel spikes through my nipples.
I danced around for a moment, admiring my nipples in the mirror, then grabbed a really tasty cherry sucker and hugged Jesika goodbye. My nipples were rather painful that evening. I went out for coffee with my friends, then went to an AA meeting, and that's when they started tingling. It was mostly a dull ache kind of feeling, not really a sharp or stinging pain. A bit of pressure seemed to help.
I can't even begin to describe how happy I am with my nipple piercings. My nipples were rather flat before - I always thought they looked too big on my chest. Now they stand up perkily and look so adorable with the little steel balls glinting on either side. I've bumped into doorways a few times, recoiling in pain and clutching my nipples, but other than that, the healing has been quite painless. There's been a little discharge, but almost no bleeding. Long salt-water soaks make my nipples extremely happy, so I try to indulge them one or two times a day.
My nipples feel WONDERFUL! I can't get into too much heavy nipple-play yet, but just feeling a shirt rub against them makes me smile. Although my nipples were already quite sensitive, this has heightened their sensitivity immensely. I can't tug on them or twist them at all yet (just flick them...), but I imagine that will be quite enjoyable once they heal completely. I remember how sensitive my tongue was at first - the thought of tugging on the bar was inconceivable, but now I can yank on it all I want. I imagine my nipples will settle down in a bit, but for the moment they're still rather feisty.
Happy Birthday nipples!