Hello loyal BME'ers. This is Dessie telling you about her nipple rings. For those faint of heart... TURN BACK NOW!!!!!!!!
At A Glance Author Dessie Contact Dessie@bme.anon IAM dessie When A year ago Artist Shannon Scalise Studio Fine Line Body Art Location Sterling, IL I turned 18 January 10th of 2001 and on that day I received my first tattoo. That's another experience for another day though. I've been hooked on body modification for a while now.. Well two years to be exact. I got my first piercing the day I turned 16 which was my right eyebrow. It was retired with many tears because of work qualifications ( damn McDonalds!!!) but was replaced with a tongue piercing as soon as I quit that hell hole. Soon after I got my left eyebrow pierced and then my labret. From then until I got my tattoo no more holes were intentionally poked into my skin.
About two weeks after I had gotten my froggie tattoo I got the itch. I had finally turned 18 and my body was mine. I could do with it as I wanted. So on a boring Thursday night I said to my very cool mom.. Lets go see Shannon. She had been wanting a tattoo of a fairy on her butt for a while so I offered to pay for it if she came for moral support. In the car we hopped and to the shop we drove. When we walked in the door Shannon inquired about my tattoo healing and I replied how well it was going. Then of course he asked how he could help us. "Well my mom has been wanting a tattoo, and I got the itch again." So he proceeded to ask my mom about the style and kind of tattoo she wanted . As they talked about various placements and the like I perused the piercing portfolio. Of course I had no clue what I wanted to get done but I was sure there was something I wanted. Flipping through the pages I saw various things that I have already done or wouldn't look too swell. Me being th e truthful person I am I didn't want to make myself look completely the ass.
I flipped to a page on nipple piercing and it popped into my head. Hmmm how awesome do those look. Hey that's what I shall do. I called Shannon over and asked him how much two nipple rings would be and he said " Well you're such a good customer, I will take it down to $50 from $75." Now being the pragmatic soul I am I said " well then, hand me a form to fill out." and slapped my identification on the counter. He merely smiled and handed me the form. I filled out the pertinent info and slid the clipboard back across the counter and sheepishly smiled. I mean this guy is cool and all but him seeing my girlies???? What was I thinking ?? By that time my mom had decided on the art and the placement of her fairy so Shannon said come on back. I'm shaking in my Nikes by then. I tend to get a bit anxious about stuff like exposing myself to someone and showing my mom what she hasn't seen since I was 5. I'm sure they have changed in 13 years.
We walked into the back part of the shop and Shannon said "you're first Dessie" I stuttered a bit and quipped "shouldn't my mom go first seeing as how hers is going to take a bit longer than mine?" "nah , you will take less time and there will be less clean up from you." Of course I agreed because that's the truth. He asks me to take off my shirt and bra so he can mark me and get the placement right so they hang correctly. I had settled on CBR's because they are easier to clean. Calmly I unbuttoned my shirt with shaking fingers and unhooked my bra and put both on the chair. Shannon swabbed them with alcohol to get them hard so they wouldn't be crooked. Then he got "face to face" with my girls and poked them with a betadine stained toothpick. He asked me if the placement was ok, and looking in a mirror I said sure. Gazing into that mirror I thought in less than 10 minutes I am going to have rings in there. Whoa. Talk about being a bit freaked out. He gestured to the chair/ta ble thingie and said take a seat. I eased down onto it as he took the CBR's out and got out the needles. He turned around and pumped the bed up so he didn't have to bend down as much. (hey if he is comfortable that's good!) Then slipped his hands into fresh gloves and pulled out the clamps. The clamps are always supposed to be the worst part, but I didn't think they were too bad. He clamped my left nipple and said on the count of three I'm piercing. My mom has been turned around holding my hand since I laid down on the chair. She has never watched since she almost passed out when I got my tongue pierced. So I take my three deep breaths and feel the needle poking my nipple. Shannon tells me its done and I can open my eyes now. I open them to the sight of my nipple with a 4 inch needle through it. "Wow" I remark and then prepare to get my right baby punctured. Again everyone says the second one hurts more but I didn't think so. And it isn't machismo speaking here either. It d idn't really hurt. Just burned a bit. So I say to my mom " mom its don e you can look now" she turns around and then turns back around as soon as she sees the needles in my nipples. Jewelry insertion was a little weird feeling but nothing I couldn't handle. Just kind of odd in the right that rings went through my boobies. (not really your everyday happening). I sat for a few minutes and let Shannon clean me up cause I was bleeding just a little bit, then proceeded to hold my moms hand for, what she said, was her most painful tattoo ever. Well come on... it is your butt. It should hurt. We finished getting poked and went back to the counter to pay, and with a sizeable tip and aftercare instructions, we headed to the bar.
Now don't go thinking that I'm a lush. (well I am) but this was just to show my cousin my mom's tattoo. When we got there he quipped " and what did you do tonight?" Imagine the surprise when I said I got my nipples pierced. That has basically been the reaction from everyone. "OH MY GOD" and "NO SHIT" being two of the topmost. "LET ME SEE" comes in a close third. I have flashed everyone from my best friend to my aunt. People just don't believe me. :)