My first thought of a body piercing came from reading "The Story of O" when I was 19 years old and in college. All I can remember was thinking how cool it would be to have my pussy pierced...it would be such a private, sexy secret. Ten years later, I was in a strip club with my best friend at his bachelor's party (yes, me and six guys) when not one, but two dancers strutted around the stage with rings in their clits (so I thought). I knew I had to have one of those.
At A Glance Author Lori When A month ago Artist Carli Studio Gamma Studio Location Eugene, OR Another year passed, and I was on the piercing table about to have my navel pierced, when I asked Kathryn to tell me everything there is to know about genital piercings. I told her I wanted a ring through my clit. Keep in mind that this is before I ever heard of BME. Kathryn, of course, informed me that what I wanted was not a ring through my clit, but rather a ring through my hood. I said YES. But before she went any farther, she had a look between my legs. And unfortunately, she informed me that I am not built for either a horizontal or vertical hood piercing, nor do I have any inner labia that can be pierced. She said at the time that she had run across only one other woman with such an anatomy. She did, however, say that I am perfectly suited for outer labia piercings. Outer labia seemed to severe so I settled on the navel, and that was that.
Another year passed, and I could not get the idea of a genital piercing out of my mind. By this time my mods include a lower back and ankle tattoo, and a rook piercing. Also, by this time I have discovered BME and I know EXACTLY what I want. So I decided this past September to get a daith and a cartilage piercing in the other ear, but my real desire was to get a vertical hood piercing with the largest gauge BB that I could muster. By this time Kathryn has moved on, so I found a new shop. I made the first appointment, 11:00, on a Tuesday morning. I knew that at that time the waiting room wouldn't be filled with teenage girls all wanting belly rings. When I arrived, the shop was empty so I told Carli my story, much as I am doing now. Carli had me raise my skirt so she could assess the situation. To my utter disappointment, she basically said the same thing as Kathryn. She said she "could" pierce my hood, but since there is so little skin it may reject. And she insist ed that I would NEVER be able to accommodate a 4,6, or 8-gauge ring like I had wanted.
This time, Carli gave me two other genital options. I have the perfect outer labia for piercing, she said. Not too puffy, and they have a definite "edge" to them that would make them easy to pierce and easy to heal. The other option she gave me was an Isabella. I knew what an Isabella was, but I asked if she has any pictures. She showed me about six pictures of Isabella piercings she had done. What a beautiful piercing! However, she explained to me the risk of rejection, and I really didn't want to deal with that. So while I was having my two ear piercings, I asked Carli to sell me on outer labia. She explained that they were slow to heal, but once they were healed they could take some very rough play. She also said the sky is the limit when it comes to jewelry gauge. Lastly, she talked about the idea of a chastity ring, which I had seen on BME, but never gave any thought to. I was SOLD. She asked if I want to come back later for the labia, but I said NO WAY. I wanted then NOW!
So to speed up the story, we talked about placement. I knew I might be back for two more, so I opted for a higher placement, about ¾" below the clit. I know if I didn't already just have two cartilage piercings done moments previously, I would have chosen to be pierced with one gauge larger, but instead we agreed on standard 12g CBR. The prep was straightforward. Carli was very honest. She said outer labia hurt more than navels and about the same as nipples, but I was not deterred. She marked, clamped, and made me breath-in, then out, and then...YOWZZZY!!! It was a miracle I didn't pass out. I didn't cry, but it was as if the wind was knocked out of me. Just then, in walked two young women. I was behind a curtain...there was no door...and I had to go through that all again. I wasn't sure I could contain myself during the next go around. But the other side seemed to hurt half as less, and I was able to not yelp. The blood wasn't too bad, and I had brought a pad. I set tled the bill in the waiting room, generously tipped her, and went on my way. Straight home! For the first month, twice a day I filled a plastic cup up with sea salt water, held it up to my crotch, and then lied down with the cup upside down pressed against me. I have always been an easy healer when it comes to wounds. It's been six weeks now. There is still redness but hardly ant crusties.
I LOVE my piercings!! I am sooo happy. It was pure fate that I couldn't have my hood pierced. I only wish now.... I would have gone with the 10-gauge. I am looking forward to stretching up to a 4-gauge...and I think I might have to get an Isabella.