I began dating my boyfriend, Ryan, in March of 2004. Right away we realized how great we were together, especially in bed. You see, I love receiving pain, and he loves administering it to me. I had always asked him to focus on my nipples, begging him to be as violent with them as possible. One night, about a month and a half into our relationship he asked whether I had ever thought of getting my nipples pierced. He had dated two girls before me who had this piercing, and it first I laughed it off. "Me, with my nipples pierced? Come on, Ryan, I shop at the GAP!" I giggled myself to sleep. There was no way I could ever get my nipples pierced!
At A Glance Author colly_flower Contact colly_flower@bme.anon When Three months ago Studio golgotha Location carbondale IL A couple of days later, the subject came up again, and at that point I really did stop and think about it. I had just gotten my first piercing about 2 months before (my tragus) and I did really like the idea of piercings. I figured I would look into it a little bit more, and if I could somehow scrounge up the money, I would get it done. I mentioned my decision to Ryan and he seemed excited about my plan. He had one suggestion though: "Only get one done, at least at first. This way I have one natural nipple and one decked-out nipple" This idea sounded even better to me. Now to come up with the cash!
So, the semester ended at college, and Ryan and I went back home for the summer. Honestly, I think he had forgotten all about my plan because he never really mentioned it again. I, however, was trying to think of a way to pull off my plan. Although I was working, I got paid squat, and I could barely save up 5 bucks out of each paycheck. It looked I was never going to get my piercing. Towards the beginning of August I finally decided that I was going to get this done. I went two weeks without smoking and managed to save up enough money for the piercing. At this point I decided to make it a surprise for Ryan, so I begged my best friend of 6 years, Marc, to come with me. He was totally into it, and decided that when I went he would get a piercing too. So I called tattoo parlor near my home that had been recommended by my cousin and got all the details. No, I wouldn't need a appointment. Yes, jewelry is included. I called Marc back with the details. He was really excited but asked that I do him one favor:
Could I wait until he had the money for his?
I cringed and agreed. The fifty bucks I had managed to save was not going to last. And I was right. Marc went back to his school and I had to go back to my school, and wasn't able to get my nipple pierced. My fifty dollars went towards books. I figure at this point it was hopeless.
Until a guardian angel, in the form of my parent's next door neighbor, came.
I checked my mail one day and found a care package from my neighbor back at home. She sent me tons of stuff I needed, and taped onto the side of the box was a little envelope- with a one hundred dollar bill in it.
I decided I would do it the next day. Ryan and mine's 6 month anniversary was the following weekend so I figured I would make it a surprise for him. It was set. I had the money. I had the nerve. It was finally going to happen!
But I can't keep a secret for the life of me. The next morning in the shower, Ryan asked what I was up to for the day. I avoided eye contact and danced around the question until he knew something was up. So I spilled the beans. And his jaw hit the floor. He begged to come with me, so I figured that it would be nice to have someone I know hold my hand.
We made the mistake of stopping for lunch first. We took so long eating that Ryan was going to be late for class if he went with me to Golgotha. So I told him I'd go alone. He walked me to the door of Golgotha, and headed to class.
Now when I stepped in the door, I was nervous. Not because of the piercing itself, but because I didn't see Scott, the piercer who I had previously, there. He had made me feel so comfortable and I was really hoping he could pierce my nipple as well. A cheerful girl working told me that, yes, Scott had the day off, but she had apprenticed under him, so she would be the one to help me out that day. I had wanted to get my nipple pierced with a barbell, but they didn't have any that were the right gauge at that time. I agreed to a ring, knowing I could always get a barbell after it healed.
After going out side and smoking three cigarettes, I made my way back inside, and followed this girl into the piercing room. I decided on my left nipple because I sleep on Ryan's right side, so therefore the right nipple is easier for him to access, which I assumed would give him less temptation to play with my left while it healed.
I hopped up on the table and picked out a green ball, to match the one in my tragus, and my eye color. I untied my halter top ( I figured a halter would give easy access with out me having to take my whole shirt off). She made the horizontal markings, and told me with cheerfully to "lay down, deep breath in on two, I pierce on three, you know the drill".
I wasn't planning on watching but at the last moment I looked and watched this needle shoot right through my nipple. The needle didn't really hurt, but I did squeal out "OH MY GOD!" Putting the ring in seemed to hurt more than the needle. I was so proud of myself; I giggled my entire way home. I stopped off at Dairy Queen to get a milkshake rewarding myself for going through with it. I got back home, relaxed on the couch and about an hour later Ryan bolted in the door and pulled me up to our room, begging to see it. His face, when I pulled down my bra was priceless. He played with it with his fingers a little and then thanked me. It was the best anniversary present he could've hoped for.
My nipple took about 6 weeks to heal fully, and the "dead skin" problem on the ring, stopped after about 3 ½ weeks. Its finally at the point where it can be twisted and bitten and it doesn't sting. Even though it took 5 months to get my nipple pierced, it was definitely worth the wait!