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madly in love with my new inner labia pierce |
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Where to start? I suppose the proper procedure would be to add an introductory "I've been into bodymod since.." and fumble ahead from there until I get to rave about my inner labia piercing. Let's try that.Well, then. I have 11 piercings up to date, all done within the span of two years. I've had more, but I'm the kind of person who thinks all the aftercare I need is a stiff drink or ten. I also have a few tattoo ideas sketched out, in my head and on paper, but those will have to wait as I'm still looking for the perfect artist for what I want. Typically for someone with my financial planning skins (rather, the lack thereof), I certainly have no extra money either..
My first piercing experience was at the tender age of 12. My aunt took me to get my ears pierced at the local beauty salon, with one of those nasty earguns-from-hell (tm). I've had my ears pierced and repierced probably twenty times after that, having taken the earrings out from sheer boredom, all those twenty-or-so times.
Nowadays I pierce my ears myself or let a friend do it. I know it's not the most hygienic of ways, but I've taken great care in boiling the instruments, using sterilized needles from the drugstore (random "relieve your boredom" note : try buying one, the looks you'll get should be interesting), and keeping everything as clean as possible. It's worked out nicely so far.
For other piercings, I go to a local piercing studio called Sin City Harness. It's owned by Sin City, a sex/kink shop a friend of mine recently (and quite rightfully) dubbed "Finland's Good Vibrations". Harness itself is a REALLY tiny place, nevertheless with PPA-trained piercers and a comfortable atmosphere.
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I've read enough stories on BME to know the (good) American piercers require some sort of signed consent form from their customers, as the law demands. The whole "if you pierce someone underage (people under 18 are not capable of any kind of maturity in deciding what they want, you know) or just pierce someone without making them sign a consent form, they can SUE YOU" ideology sounds hilarious to someone living in Northern Europe. More specifically, Finland. Piercing-wise or in general, the preferred principle people seem to live by could be best summed up with "If you want to do something, do it. If you rush ahead blindly and don't like what you got, consider it a lesson in life."
Any time I want to get pierced, I simply head to my regular piercing studio and ask if they have free time in which to do what I'm lusting after. I know my piercer refuses to pierce anyone under the age of 15, but that's her personal decision. Mainstream body piercing is not permanent. While tattooing is, I know the better tattoo studios both have an age limit of 18 and require some sort of I.D. verification from the younger-looking would-be customers. I'm of the opinion this is how it should be -- forming rules to protect people from themselves strikes me as ridiculous. What exactly is the point in this whole "sign this, sign this, and sign this so they can't say we've done this against your will" circus? I mean, how many times have YOU seen a professional piercer holding a scalpel against the throat of the random passerby & unlucky piercing victim, dragging him inside the shop, and mercilessly sticking needles to him against his will?
Somehow the above scenario just seems highly unlikely..
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So far, my piercings include six ear pierces (three cartilages and three earlobes, divided unevenly between both ears), a nose, a tongue, both nipples, and the latest of all, a tiny SS captive bead ring on my right inner labia. A year ago, I would've probably fainted at the thought of having tongue or nipple piercings, nevermind the labia. Now, I'm addicted to body piercing and can't wait to get more.
I was originally planning for a triangle -- it wasn't exactly what I wanted, but I was fairly assured I wouldn't have the anatomy to get an easy clithood pierce, which my piercer later confirmed -- but I settled for one inner labia piercing in the end. I've always had something against completely symmetric piercings, and getting both of my nipples pierced (although within a few days of each other rather than at the same time) with captive bead rings was the extent of how much I'm willing to give in on this area.
I went to the piercer's with three good friends. I'm not in the habit of bringing a huge support group with me when I want something done; rather, my friends (who dweeble in body modification and other associated subcultures in various degrees) seem to have a "let's get pierced together/I want to come watch when you get your tattoo done!" reaction to news of anyone getting a new piece of bodyart.
The piercing experience itself was as comfortable as the circumstances allowed -- I don't have a particular problem with nudity, but sitting spread legged on a chair, stripped from waist down, and with someone near my clit with a sharp, thick needle isn't something I do on a regular basis.
Basically, I got in, squirmed in the chair until I was comfortable, took off my underwear, raised the hem of my skirt, and discussed the appropriate placement of the piercing with Yazka, my piercer. My labia is quite mismatched, so we decided I'd get my piercing on the larger side -- the right, as it were. I had no particular concerns about the hygiene (I've been to Harness often enough to know the piercers are careful, even meticulous with keeping everything as clean as possible), so I just leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes. The piercing itself didn't hurt half as much as I expected it to. I've come to enjoy what I call the piercing buzz -- a sharp stab of pain followed by an adrenaline rush. (Not to forget a lovely piercing to enjoy afterwards..) The buzz was incredible this time, but the pain itself wasn't half as heavy as I expected. The sharp sting I felt was gone before I even properly dived into the feeling. Damn.
Afterthought #1 : I'll have to say the largest problem with the piercing was relaxing enough to let someone in the near proximity of my most tender area with that needle.
Afterthought #2 : I've never had a piercing heal as fast as my inner labia did. I was extremely careful with the aftercare (rinsing every time I went to the WC during the first two weeks, washing with soap and warm water a couple of times a week, wearing comfortable cotton undies, and FINALLY having a good excuse to slob from working out), but the healing process was fast and easy. My inner labia hurt -- itched, I should say; the pain level wasn't high enough to warrant 'hurt' -- occasionally a few days afterwards, and I didn't even notice it after two weeks.
I've had the inner labia pierce for a month now, and I'm still madly in love. As with most things in my life, my piercings aren't something I promote actively, nor do I feel particularly inclined to go to measures to hide them. Well, my best friend was force-fed the excellence of my newest piercing for two weeks after I got it, but I've kept a fairly low profile otherwise. As I see it, my under-the-neck piercings are something I want to largely keep between myself and my significant others. And, what can I say, rave about to my best friend. (grin)
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