Inner labia - it so doesn't hurt!

At A Glance Author Lucretia Contact lady_elissabeate@yahoo.co.uk Artist Kirsty Studio Outer Limits Location Stirling, Scotland

Well, I finally got up the guts to do it. As some of you reading this may know from my rook and tongue experiences, I have already got a grand running total of 20 piercings and 2 tattoos; the piercings encompass 16 ears (including helix and rook), my tongue, my labret, my nose and my right nipple. I have wanted a genital piercing for ages, but never had the guts to actually sit right down and do it.

So, last week I decided that was it. I have been researching female genital mods for months now on BME, and after going to the Info page about inner labias for the zillionth time this year, I made my mind up that It Was Going To Happen. No changing my mind, no wondering about it, I would just do it. So I went off to see Kirsty and T at Outer Limits AGAIN, and booked myself in for a week later.

Now, if any of you HAVE read my tongue piercing experience, you will know that I got really really nervous about it because I had to wait for a week until I got it done. Well, the same thing happened this time. Tongues are one thing, but getting my genitals pierced was another thing entirely - what if it was the worst agony I've ever been through? I figured it probably wasn't going to be, after all the stuff I'd read on it, but I was so nervous when Thursday finally came around. Oddly enough, I wasn't too fussed when I woke up in the morning, I just got gradually more stressed as the day went by.

At 2pm I went into town and got lunch with my friends Graham and Lottie. Lottie has accompanied me for my piercings before, but Graham kind of chose an extreme one to start off with! To make things worse, I was getting very personal piercing, and although I didn't object to Lottie seeing it, I wasn't so sure about Graham - to be euphemistic, he's not really into girls in that way at all, and I didn't want to put him off his dinner or anything. (if you're reading this Graham, don't kill me!)

Anyway, 3pm rolled around and I strode not-very-confidently up to Outer Limits. Kirsty greeted me as always, and I duly filled out the consent forms and stuff. Then she asked me through to the piercing room.

I knew she had to put on the EMLA cream first, which wouldn't hurt, so I was okay at that point. I plonked myself on the bench and spread my legs. I couldn't help feeling like I was getting a smear test or something, but at least I knew I was going to come out of there with something more interesting than a smear result! The EMLA cream was probably the worst part of the whole procedure - it is *soooooo* cold! I felt really silly when she placed a plastic bag over me down there to keep the cream close to my skin - I was rustling when I walked!

To give the EMLA time to work, I went back through to the waiting room with Kirsty, where she made me a coffee and I chatted to her and my two friends. I stopped feeling so nervous as I began to feel the EMLA taking effect, and I kind of tried to forget I was about to get a needle thrust through my most tender parts.

Twenty minutes seemed to go very fast, and before I knew it, my coffee was finished and Kirsty was inviting me back through to be pierced. I hesistated about taking one of my friends in, but in the end decided I would go by myself. It seemed daft to wimp out now, so I took a deep breath and hopped up on the bench again.

I was wittering away nervously, and Kirsty very thoughtfully put up with my chattering away while she prepped the area. It was really odd having someone poking around, but not being able to feel anything - the EMLA really did its job well! She told me she would mark the area, as always, with gentian violet, and when I felt a tiny prick in my labia, I thought it was just her marking me with a cocktail stick. Seconds later, I heard the unmistakable (by now!) sound of a captive bead being clicked into a ring, as she told me it was over!

I honestly couldn't believe it. There was no pain whatsoever, I didn't even feel the needle go through. Kirsty brought over a mirror and I looked at the tiny little CBR nestling in my previously unadorned labia. I loved it! It's at a really good angle, as it settles vertically when I'm walking and doesn't pull or tug at all.

After Kirsty had cleaned me up a little, I called Lottie through to look, and Graham followed behind her. I felt really weird sitting there displaying it to them, and Graham looked greener than I did! However they both agreed it looked good, and after I had a drink of water I pulled my knickers and tights back up and went back into the waiting room to pay.

It wasn't sore really, only a little uncomfortable to walk with, and there were a few John Wayne jokes made as I staggered out of the studio!

It's been three days now, and although it has been a bit tender when I sit down, it's not too bad at all. Compared to my tongue piercing, it's been no bother at all, and already I'm almost enjoying the way it feels when I tug it gently. I've been cleaning it with Provon (marvellous stuff!) and saline, and the worst part has been the stinging when I peed for the first time afterwards. What I love is that will all my other piercings initially, there are the Dreaded Crusties, and I was concerned about those Down There. However, I have been cleaning it regularly, and there has been no sign of any crusty bits at all, so it seems to be okay.

I plan to do the other side soon, once this one heals, as it was so painless, and has caused me so little discomfort or pain since. I am really really pleased with it, and it means a lot to me personally. I have a birthmark on the side I have pierced, and I've always been somewhat ashamed of my genitals because of it, but now I am really proud of my little ring - I'm not exactly going to whip it out at any given moment, but I will be less afraid to get intimate with people from now on, and I look forward to being able to use it properly (!) once it's healed.

To me, it doesn't matter that not many people will see it - I know it's there, and I think that's really what matters. To any women out there considering it, I would say go for it - it doesn't hurt, it looks great and no-one else has to know, it can be a complete secret. I just can't wait for the next one now!

Blessings,

Lucretia

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