I only got into the idea of genital piercing about a month or so back. I'd always wanted something below my belt pierced, but had never really felt comfortable enough with the idea of allowing a piercer to do that to me. I'm quite a shy person, and the idea of allowing a stranger to stick a needle in a very sensitive part of my body terrified me. I got out of an abusive relationship about a year ago, and while I am a lot better than I was, I often feel like I'm ugly and worthless, so to say I was awkward about spreading my legs for someone I didn't know would be quite an understatement.
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon When It just happened I met a guy a couple of months ago. We decided we wanted to meet up for a weekend, as we'd been getting on pretty well talking on the phone and stuff. As soon as we met, I felt totally comfortable around him, like I don't have to pretend about anything, and that I can totally be myself. It's pretty cool, as I never really had that with anyone, so this makes a nice change. We got on allright enough to realise that it would be cool to meet up for a few more weekends and stuff, which is more than fine by me. Also, he wanted to do some piercings on me, which was great, because I felt at ease round him anyways.
We met up this weekend just gone, and he asked if I would let him do a horizontal clitoral hood piercing on me. I was totally up for that, as he'd already done a pair of outer labia piercings on me. They'd gone fine, apart from the fact I'm awful to pierce. I get really nervous and build myself up in to a right state over things. They healed perfect though, and look amazing. They're perfectly straight, and I love them. They make a really great difference as far as sex goes as well. So when he suggested piercing my hood, I was more than up for that. I trust the guy, he's more than competent at piercing, and while I am aware I am a total pain in the neck to pierce, he'd been nothing but patient with piercing my labia's, giving me as much time as I needed before getting them done, and then actually doing them really well. He was really great throughout it, so I was more than happy to let him do another piercing on me.
I didn't think about it too much yesterday – I was catching up with an old friend, and I knew if I got myself thinking about it, it would be all the more difficult to go through with it later that night. We had something to eat, and watched The 300 while lying in bed. After the film finished about 11:30, I went and had a shower. After that, he got his piercing stuff out, and put the clamps and jewellery in a cup of hot water. He got out a pen, and got me to spread my legs so he could take a look. He marked me up, clamped me up and waited. I asked him to give me a few minutes, which was a stupid thing to do, as I started to panic. He put the needle near me, and I started crying, begging him not to, saying "I can't, I can't let you do that to me". He's so persuasive, which is cool. He knew I wanted it really, and I did too, deep down.
After about a half hour at least, I was getting bored, and feeling like an idiot. Also, I was aware of how much of a tit I was making of myself. He held the needle up to my hood and just left it there. I could feel his hands shaking a little, and it hurt, which was odd, as he wasn't actually pushing it. "It's slowly working its way through, all I need to do is push it, and it's done already," he said. I couldn't really believe it, but he doesn't bullshit me, so I knew that was the case. I grabbed a pillow and pulled it over my face, and just told him to do it already. He pushed, and I screamed. Not really because it hurt, but because I'd worked myself up so much, I was expecting it to be excruciating. It wasn't that bad, it hurt, but not as much as I thought it did or would. He kept talking to me, telling me that it was nearly over, that it was allright, which really helped. Guy's got the patience of a saint. He got the needle through, and the jewellery in. I was crying by then, so I sat up and he gave me a hug, and wiped my tears – how many piercers do that, eh? I lay back down so he could get the ball on the jewellery. I started bleeding then. I had an old black t-shirt under me in case that happened.
I was still bleeding by the, so I went and stood in the bath, and rinsed myself off. We had a BCR in there, but it looked really weird, so he went and got a barbell and put that in there instead. My bleeding slowed, so I got out the shower, pulled on a pair of boy shorts, and went back into the bedroom. He dried my legs off, and I nearly started crying again – I guess it was the adrenaline or something – but again, he was totally fine about it.
He gave me a couple of painkillers, and put a movie on, and we went to sleep a little while after that. I woke up a fair bit in the night, not because the piercing hurt or anything, but I guess because I'm a fidgety sleeper anyways. I was missing my own bed by that point as well, I suppose.
I woke up this morning, and it didn't hurt at all. I was half expecting it to when I got up, as my labia's were sore for a few days, but this has been fine. Oh, sure, I guess if I went and rode a bike or something, it would nip, but I'm not even going to the gym until Friday, because I really want this to heal. There's a little swelling, but it doesn't hurt at all. What I have noticed, especially on the train home was that I was very aware of my clit, which is really cool. I'm looking forward to testing this piercing out, the next couple of weeks are going to be a little frustrating, but I'm sure I'll live.
As far as I can tell, there's no nerve damage or anything. I'm not going overboard on the cleaning. I know some folks would criticise my cleaning regime, but it works for me and that's all that is important. I just toss a handful of sea salt in the tub whenever I have a bath, and take care to rinse myself off thoroughly. I noticed with my labia's that they were fine within a week. But this new one seems fine already. There's been no crusties or anything, and it doesn't hurt at all.
I know a lot of people say that to do something like that to themselves gives them a feeling of empowerment or whatever. My reasons could be defined as shallow in comparison, but they're good enough for me, so to be honest, I really don't care. I like the way my genital piercings look, and they make sex even more awesome. I also love the fact that only 40% of my piercings are visible. I don't feel any need to be visibly modified, these are mine, and people can only see them if I choose to show them. It's cool, because I come across as being quiet and a little submissive and people just don't expect me to have these types of piercings (presumptuous gits, I say). But yeah, I love my piercing's I have already, and I know I want more. I think the pain is definitely worth it, because let's face it, who doesn't like sex? I know I do, and anything that makes it more fun is undoubtedly great.