I've been reading through BME experiences for many years and over the course of maybe four years, would slowly work myself up to reading about nipple piercing. I liked the way it looked, but the idea of having to be half naked in front of a complete stranger scared the crap out of me. Up until about a year ago, the only girl I knew with them pierced was probably less than even an A cup and sort of a whack job, so I didn't exactly trust her experience. A good friend of mine, who is also pretty large chested had them done for a while although one had migrated out. I trusted what she had to say about the pain as well as the healing more, particularly because her chest was larger than mine and I was especially concerned with how much it would hurt to wear a bra, etc. Fairly recently, a good friend of mine got hers done and asked if I wanted to go with her and get mine done. I ran like a girl being chased by rabid dogs. I busted out in a cold sweat, repeated 'No. No, that's ok. M aybe next time...' I called her the next day to find out all the details, just to feed my curiosity.
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon When A month ago Artist brian Studio ink, inc. Location kingston, ny Fast forward a few months and I found myself going through a rather ridiculous break-up of sorts and was coming to grips with myself again. I've always been very interested in body mods, never did much beyond ear stretching and a well-hidden tattoo so as not to be kicked out of my house for doing such a thing (strict parents.) My friend called me up, asked what I was doing that night after I closed up my store and if I'd want to go with her to get her industrial repierced. I said sure and had little time to get ready or anything before she came to get me and we darted up to the shop that was about an hour away and it was closing in an hour and a half. I felt a little bold the minute I walked into the place. The piercer, Brian, was familiar with my friend and had done her nipples and 2 of her tattoos. He made some comment about how he had seen a lot of nipples that day when she showed him hers so he could see how they were healing. I peeked around her to get a look, not to b e a rotten perv, just to see up close on my good friend what this would entail. She looked at me and said, 'You know you want to do it.' She paid the piercer and I started asking questions about it. Between her and his 13 maybe 14-year-old niece, it was peer pressure on crack. I don't think his niece even knew she had nipples yet! But they were right. I did want to have it done. Its like they were sniffing out the weakest animal in the pack.
I was put a little at ease when Brian said that they're just nipples, he wasn't going to be all freaky about anything with me. I'm definitely not used to being exposed, especially when my friend, who had seriously been my best friend for 6 years was sitting there with me. Even my doctor makes me nervous; I'm just ridiculous like that. I picked out 12 gauge bent barbells, went into the backroom and I let him measure and work out the placement, refusing to look down or watch any part of it. Originally, I was hell-bent on having a woman pierce me. I thought I'd be more comfortable. Honestly, it wouldn't have mattered at that point who it was, as long as they knew what the hell they were doing. I was nervous and not looking. I sat down after he did all the measuring and my friend was careful not to say anything about how it would hurt like hell. I felt him trying to get it hard again and then the clamp. He had me breathe in and on the count of 3; I felt the needle go in. It was more of a slight pain, not the sort I was familiar with my ears where the pain sort of radiates through your whole body and it gets super hot and then the lightheadedness starts. He put the jewelry in and was getting ready to do the next one. He got a phone call before he started from the owner of the shop and asked him to hold on- he put the phone down next to me and I yelled 'You might hear me scream!' I have a tattoo, which, when I got it done, at one point, my artist thought I was asleep. It's over my spine and I was very relaxed and not bothered by it, so I'm assuming that my pain tolerance is pretty decent. Both Brian and my friend knew the second one would hurt more, I thought just the opposite and they chose not to tell me. I breathed in and out on a count of three and when that thing went through, I swear I saw a white light. I yelped like the girl that I am. The pain was radiating through everything and hurt very, very badly. When he put the jewelry in, I let out a rather loud "Fuck!!" since it felt like he was shoving a spiny branc h through my entire chest. The first nipple he pierced was not bleeding. The second hellish one was. He cleaned me up, left some disinfectant on me for a few minutes and took his phone call. I sat and talked to my friend for a while, realized how absurd it was that I was topless as we were carrying on a conversation. I snuck a peek at them. They felt so sore. I was disappointed that the rush I was expecting to get was nowhere to be found. He came back in, cleaned them up again, my friend clapped, I apologized for the yelp and for sounding like a girl to which he told me that I am a girl, and its perfectly ok. I paid him and tipped him and he joked around about how it was a tip enough for getting to handle my breasts. He went over the care sheet with me, told me if I had any problems to give him a call.
We got back out to the car and I was so very aware of my breasts. They hurt very badly. We went to a packed bar after that and it took me a few seconds of standing still before I could get up the courage to walk through this mess of people and possibly bump against them with my breasts. Ow! I ended up painfully drunk, got home, saw I was bleeding from the right nipple and almost fell down. I tried to clean them well with dial and bactine. (I don't recommend doing that-the whole getting piss drunk thing when you should be careful about cleaning and such.) After 3 days of washing them with bactine and dial 3 times a day, I abandoned this ritual for a more natural approach. I used sea salt soaks twice a day and a natural soap my friend who is an aromatherapist makes with tea tree oil, lemongrass, peppermint and sandalwood in it. Ever since I've been using that only, it feels so much better. It has been over 2 weeks since I got them done and the pain and tenderness have subsided tons. I'm still dealing with the crusty stuff, which I clean carefully with a q-tip after I soak them with the sea salt. Accidentally hitting the rings has been the most trouble after the first few days of soreness. I found that sleeping with a bra on for the first 2 nights was the only way I could sleep. After that, for another 3 or 4 nights, I would wake up if I rolled over onto one of my nipples and the ring moved. They're healing nicely. I was worried that the first one he pierced, which hurt less when he did it, but like a bitch compared to the other one for the first few days after I had it done would reject because of how much it hurt. Thankfully, they both feel good now. I've upped my intake of zinc and I've keep up with my multivitamins and a good amount of sleep.
I'm mostly proud of myself for doing this 100% for me. I feel better about myself now, not that I had horrible self esteem, but now I feel a bit more powerful, more aware of my breasts and the power of being feminine. I've read a lot of experiences about woman yelling about how it didn't hurt at all and to just do it. Be prepared for anything. If it hurts and you want it, well that's part of the deal. Had either of these migrated out, I don't know if I would want to go through the pain again. I wasn't too sure if I had extremely sensitive nipples to begin with, but now I know I do. They do feel really nice now. I'm looking forward to when they're fully healed. Brian did a great job, its right through the nipple and not behind it and they're perfectly even. He made me feel at ease and this was definitely one of the most empowering things I've ever done.