The day my clit got pierced

At A Glance Author CLeopatra Contact CLeopatra@bme.anon Artist Bertje Studio Tattoo Bertje Location Antwerp, Belgium

First of all, I like to apologise for the facts that some of the words I used to describe my experience are maybe not well chosen. As a Belgian girl, my language is Flemish.

English is not a language I'm very good at, but I'll try do describe what happened the best I can.

I'm a 25-year-old girl from Belgium.

I live in a place called Beerse, near Turnhout.

It's approxamently 30 kms from Antwerp. (where I got my piercing)

Except for my ears, I never had any piercing experience.

And that was done when I was 5 or 6.

I don't remember anything from this experience.

For a couple of years I was fantasising about body jewellery.

You know: pierced nipples, belly button, labia, clit,..

I knew my girlfriend had a clit piercing, she told me a couple of weeks ago.

She showed me hers at a party and told me it was very exciting when having sex.

As I was playing with the thought of a piercing for quit some time, which she knew, I let myself talk into a session at the tattoo parlour.

Just to check things out, that's all.

As it turned out, I did more that day than check out the place.

I went to Antwerp with Brigitte, my girlfriend.

When I entered the studio, I was surprised by the fact that everything was so clean and hygienic.

It was almost like a doctor's office.

I met Bertje, the piercing artist.

The man showed me a few photos of piercings, I had a long talk with him and my friend. I choose a 12g stainless steel GBR.

He sterilised the bench and asked me to take my pants and slip off. This was kinda awkward. But I imagined I was in a doctor's practice and remove some clothing. I took place. He took a brand-new 12g needle from his wrapping. Man, that was a big needle. Next he took a forceps. He dipped the needle in a liquid.

With the assistance of my friend, he located the piercing place, and marked it with a soft tip pen. He sterilised the entire area with iodine.

My friend held my hand while Bertje pulled my clit with the forceps and positioned the needle.

I must confess that I wouldn't do such a thing if I were completely sober.

As a matter of fact, just to get enough courage to go to the studio, I had a few drinks at my friend's house, before we went to Antwerp.

Suddenly I felt an excruciating pain, which ran through my entire body, starting from my clit up my spine to my head.

My light went out in a flash, and next thing I knew my friend was dipping my forehead with a moist cloth.

I began the tremble and shiver, while cold sweet emerged from my pores.

My clit hurt like hell, but the man told me I was doing ok.

After a few minutes, the pain faded slowly until it was bearable.

My friend handed me something cold to drink, which helped a lot to get my conscience back. The man handed me a mirror so I could look at the fresh piercing. At first I didn't saw much, except for the blood, which was flowing down my slit. Then, he gently wiped it away with a lintfree cloth and I could see the ring I had chosen for my new body ornament.

I couldn't believe it.The ring had gone all the way through my flesh.

I looked at it from all possible angles. I cursed myself because of the thing I done. If I'd known it would hurt that much.....

The ride home was hell. I noticed every crack and bump in the road.

As soon as I got home, I took a couple of painkillers and went to bed.

I didn't sleep much. Every time I turned around, there the pain was.

Bertje, the man who pierced my clit, had told me to clean the wound at least twice a day, and certainly after I went to the ladies.

Cleaning it was a nightmare.

I used an antibacterial soap to thoroughly wash my hands before even touching the area. But after that I had to touch the area to clean it.

The pain was intense.

And afterwards I touched it again while applying iodine to the piercing.

My clit had tripled in size and was all black and blue.

I could feel every heartbeat in it.

After more than a week, I was able to sit straight and after almost three weeks the pain was away.

When I look back now the pain itself is only a memory.

But my reward is a beautiful body ornament. I love it.

It was worth the few days of pain.

Another thing! I can appreciate sex more now. I don't need extra stimulation when having intercourse. The motion of the penis let's the clit ring go up and down, so every stroke I feel right into my clit.

Every time I put on my pants or when I wash myself between my legs, the ring moves and I get excited.

Thanks a lot, Brigitte, for showing me the way and for holding my hand during the procedure.

Regards,

Cleopatra.

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