Vertical Clit and Hood Ornament

At A Glance Author Ignore Me Contact ignoreme@mediaone.net Artist Desiree Studio House of Pain Location Florida

After I received my navel and nipple piercings and months of consideration and research, I summoned the courage to get my clit pierced.

I already knew where I would get it done. That part was easy as Desiree' at The House of Pain did excellent work and made me feel comfortable. She was even nice enough to show me her own piercings to let me know the pain isn't forever and they really can look beautiful.

I looked all over town for some nice gold jewelry. I wanted gold to match my navel and nipple jewelry, but could not find anything to properly adorn. In fact, I found no gold jewelry anyhere in town. Since it would not normally be seen, I wanted something flashy.

Despite Desiree's recomendations, I purchased a diamond solitaire set into a gold curved barbell from an online store. Desiree's reasoning against my choice was that it just wasn't designed for genital piercing. It was advertised as navel jewelry.

I ordered it anyway. When it arrived, I knew I would like it. I posed with it. I experimented with different heights, angles and locations.

My husband and I both have professional careers. He is currently a second year resident physician in a local hospital. I work in law enforcement on a federal level. We hardly fit the stereotype of people with piercings.

About an hour and a half prior to getting pierced, my husband gave me an injection of lidocaine to numb the area. Lidocaine is a local anesthetic commonly used to numb an area prior to receiving stitches.

Knowing what type of piercing I was about to receive, I wore a short skirt that would allow easy access and dispensed with wearing panties that day. I have to admit, walking around with a short skirt, without panties on a windy day was exhilerating and something I wanted to try again after the piercing.

We then went out to lunch. During lunch, as the appointment grew closer, I wanted to back out. I remembered how much the nipple piercing hurt and was certain the lidocaine was not working.

My husband encouraged me by reminding me how lovely my nipple and navel piercing were and how the pain of the two was only a fraction of a few seconds. He further encouraged that I didn't use lidocaine previously and that was my advantage.

After lunch and in the car, he encouraged me more by raising my skirt and massaging my clit. I felt nothing and that worried me more. I am usually quite sensitive there and was concerned that the sensations may not return. He quickly dispelled that thought.

We pulled into the parking lot and I felt myself sweating and my heart pounding loudly. He came around, opened my door and offered a hand to help me out.

A smile widened across his face as he viewed my parted legs as I exited in a most unladylike fashion. We both had a laugh about it and went inside.

Desiree opened the door to greet us, asked me if I was sure I wanted to go through with it and again tried to talk me out of using the jewelry I purchased.

As she prepared her supplies, my husband watched closely. Desiree, knowing his profession, made sure she prepared by the book. As Desiree prepared and my husband supervised, I looked through the piercing photo album left on the table in the gallery room.

I found page after page of curved barbells in 14 gauge. The only differenc between those and the one I purchsed was mine was gold and ended with a teardrop diamond solitaire.

I brought it to Desiree's attention and showed her what I would be using and she agreed that she misunderstood what I purchased. She held it under a magnifying lamp to inspect it for quality and knicks or burs. Finding none, she complimented my choice.

After her supplies and the jewelry were ready and the idle conversation completed, it was time to get pierced.

She asked us to follow her to the piercing room and sit on the chair. My husband remarked later how clean her area was. They used a reclining chair, similar to one you might find in a dentists office with the exception that this one had stirrups.

He later remarked that the room had the clean ozone smell of a hospital and the same cold colored walls.

She told me to get comfortable, lift my skirt and remove my panties. When I lifted my skirt she saw I came without panties and I thought I saw a tiny smile on the corner of her mouth.

She helped me place my feet comfortably in the stirrups and asked if I had suggestions for placement or if I wanted to go by her recommendation. As she talked, she cleaned the area. I had no idea she was touching me until I felt her wiping a stream of antiseptic that wandered below the numbed area.

I propped up onto my elbows to watch. I had to admit, it was quite exciting to watch another woman lovingly wipe my most secret of areas.

I told her my suggestions for placement. She agreed and marked it. When she clamped the forceps, I began to panic becaused I felt the cold metal. I was sure the anesthetic was wearing off too soon. My husband checked and assured me that I only felt the forceps brush my inner thighs. I felt a little silly and tried to relax by laughing.

She dipped the needle in a sterile lubricant that my husband brought. She asked if I was ready. I told her I was and held my husbands hand tightly. Again, I felt warm all over and felt my heart beating loudly.

I turned my head away and closed my eyes. I felt slight movement between my legs and seconds later heard Desiree' say, "That was the easiest piercing I've ever done. It looks pretty.

I couldn't believe it was over. I really felt nothing, but her slight movement against my inner thighs. I was handed a mirror to better view my new look. It didn't bleed or hurt and looked beautiful.

As I continued to admire myself, my husband and Desiree' talked about the lidocaine and the sterile lubricant. As lidocaine should be dispensed and administered through a physician order only, she could not receive any, but gave her a few handfuls of sterile lubricant samples.

During the drive home, I sat with my skirt up. It felt nice having the sun on my bare thighs. I was wondering how long it would take before the feeling returned.

Within a few hours, I should have sensations back and some discomfort, but the greatest pain would have passed by then without feeling.

For the first few weeks after the piercing, I found it uncomfortable to wear pants or panties. My only other option was pantiless with skirts or dresses. After the initial weeks of discomfort subsided, I found that I found wearing panties uncomfortable and restricting. Most days, I choose not to wear any.

Since then, I felt it would be a shame to hide such a beautiful piercing and have shared the secret with a few strangers with an "accidental" peek as I "forget" to properly mind my skirt as I sit.

That was about two months ago. It is healing nicely and the pain has been replaced by pleasure. The stimulation created by the jewelry keeps me in a constant state of arousal.

When I work, people see me as serious and to some extents void of fun. When I'm standing before my coworkers, giving a briefing, I find it so sexy to know that just below my serious exterior is a jeweled uncovered secret.