I got bitten by the bug and then stabbed and stabbed...

At A Glance Author bex Contact bex@bme.anon Artist tails Studio bizare ink Location Edinburgh

As anyone who has ever been pierced will know, its addictive. The excitement before, the rush as it happens and then the pride after as you admire your new addition to your anatomy!

My first ever piercing (second to my lobes) was my clit. My parents were dead against all sorts of body art, so I thought the clit was the one place they were guaranteed not to see! At the tender age of 17, I walked into Bizzare Ink and shyly asked the dude behind the counter how much it would cost to get this done. The forms were filled out and then the waiting began! (I opted for a vertical clit hood bar, the one that I thought my boyfriend would least object to!)

One of my main worries was about loosing feeling. I had heard a few horror stories where the piercing had been performed inadequatly, and the girl in question had lost quite a bit of enjoyment. As you can imagine the thought of being permenantly numbed down below was terrifying! Tails was very good about quashing my fears. He explained to me the reason why these types of piercing go wrong (mainly bad after care and too much sex too soon) He suggested that if I didn't want to risk too much on my first "hardcore" stabbing, that I should opt for the clit hood instead. The stimulation is still there, but if there is a complication its less sever than having the actual clit done.

I waited for about 15 minutes and then I was lead into Tails' studio...he was great, I was staining my pants but he really made me feel at ease. I felt a bit odd about whipping my pants off for some random dude that I didn't even know, but he reassured me that he did this all the time, and he was fine with it, so I gingerly removed the jeans and lay back on his table type thing.

I was expecting it to be excrutiatingly painful, after all, the little bundle of nerve endings that I was about to stab were the source of A LOT of enjoyment for me, but I was very pleasantly surprised at how little it actually hurts. The procedure as a whole was quick and quite a laugh. (At one point, tails had to stop speaking to me because he was making me laugh so much that I was shaking...)The needle went in, and the one feeling I can liken it to was the time I had a veruca frozen off my foot, it felt so cold it was painful, but I only used a very mild curse (see, my parents brought me up very well!) and on the scale of things, my clit was the least painful out of all the piercings I have since had done.

So yeah, the jewlery went in, I got cleaned and covered up and I duly paid Tails his £30. Having the jewlery put in was the most painful bit of the whole procedure, I was acutely aware of where the end of the bar was UNDER my skin, which was really weird, and more than a little diconcerting.

Walking home after I had that done was one of the most enjoyable hours of my life. Even now, tasks like shopping and walking from place to place have a certain attraction that not many people can claim to enjoy!

Healing was odd, I was desperate to keep it as clean as possible to avoid any sort of complication, and I found the bar a bit awkward. I was really tender for about 5 days afterward, (but it was tender in a good way - I was often asked why I had an inane grin on my face, you fools I thought, if only you knew what I've got done...!)

The one thing that scared me was having sex again: I was terrified of Gunk (decency prevents me from specifying any further!) getting into the wound, so I waited for almost a month before diving back into the sack with my (then) beloved! But oh boy, was I glad I had that little piece of metal...my boyfriend loved it too - I didn't tell him until we were getting down to "it" why I had been so reluctant to fool around with him, so he got a huge shock, which added to the enjoyment!

Since my clit, I have had quite a few mods done - nipple, tragus, 4 tattoos and my second favourite piercing, my surface one, just below my navel...but the story of that (a pretty gruesome one) is yet to come. I'm getting stabbed again in two days time - my rook (same ear as my tragus) and a vertical nipple behind the horizontal one thats already there. I can't wait!