About two months ago, I wrote an article about my experience in getting pierced and receiving twin Hafadas. At the end of that piece, I wondered what it would be like to have my nipples done. WELL! How should I begin?
At A Glance Author Mark Contact GranduchezXVIII@aol.com When A month ago Artist Casper Studio Exotic Body Location Sacramento Of course I returned to the scene of my first experience, having full trust in both the company and the employees. And, naturally, I was quite surprised to learn that this time, I would not only be getting pierced, but, because of my prior experience and their trust in ME, they were interested in using my session as a training session for a brand new employee named Jim. (Personally, this was thrilling, as I have always loved an audience.) However, I hesitated for a moment before saying yes, since I had been told that nipple piercing was the most painful type I would experience for a while, much more so than either my PA or my Hafadas. But I figured, hey, he may as well see how rough it is on the client, and share the experience of any pain I went through. Who knows, it might make him more sensitive to his clients later. So, OK, lets do it!
Once again my friend Casper began by explaining in detail the entire procedure. We discussed such things as appearance, size or gauge, placement within the nipples and such. Then we went over the after-care instructions, which Casper told Jim he always discusses BEFORE the piercing as well as after, to insure the client understands fully, since after being pierced, attention can sometimes wander. During this time, Jim was taking notes and acting like he was cramming for a final exam. I have the feeling already he will be a good piercer.
Now Casper turned on the relaxing music, and instructed me to hop up on the piercing table and take of my shirt. While I did this, Jim and I made with the small talk. I asked questions about the length of his training, his plans, etc. He asked about my tattoos, and other piercings, and how I happened to choose Exotic Body as my studio. He wanted to know because he planned on advertising eventually, and wanted to get ideas on how to bring in business. By this time, Casper was ready to start marking up my nipples. First he had me sit straight up with shoulders square, so that my nipples were level. Then he examined each one to find what he felt was the best location to insert the ring. Using a marking pen, he placed a small dot on each side of both nipples. Then he asked me to look in the mirror and see if I liked the placement he had selected. I looked, but I was not able to clearly see due to less than perfect eyesight, so I told him so, and said, "But I trust you, so go ahead, they will be fine."
Casper had me lie down at this point, (like I didn't plan to, right?) and he began to swab each nipple and the surrounding area with an antiseptic wash; interupted by Jim asking what he was doing and taking more notes; (told you he was good!). Then Casper opened up a package of sterilized instruments. He selected a looped forceps/clamp and gently placed it on my left nipple, slowly tightening the clamp around the base of the nipple. As the pressure increased, strangely, I felt myself relaxing more, as if accepting the inevitable conclusion of this procedure, something I had not remembered doing in previous sessions. Next he took out a needle, as well as the first ring, a 10 gauge with captive bead, that had been soaking in antiseptic, and instructed me to take a few deep breaths. As I let out the third breath, I felt a sharp but tiny stab as the needle was pushed through. I grimaced, but the pain was gone. A few seconds later, my first loop hung against the left side o f my chest. Casper looked down at me and asked if I wanted to continue, and of course, I said Yes! So, he grabbed another clean needle, the second ring, and, clamping my right nipple, repeated the procedure. This time I jumped a bit, I think because I was anticipating the pain from the needle jab, but again, it was over quickly. I glanced over at Jim, and caught him screwing up his face as if Casper had just pierced him, our eyes met, and we laughed. I am sure now he will piercing me real soon. I trust anyone who can laugh at themselves.
This time, I decided to rest for a few minutes, as suggested by Casper, so we talked about different stuff while Casper cleaned up and gave Jim a few pointers to remember. Finally, I sat up, and looked in the mirror. Daddy has a new set of twins!! I praised Casper for the fine work he had done,(again). With a little help from Jim, I put on my shirt. Together we walked out to the front desk, where I eagerly paid my bill, said my goodbyes, and walked to my truck. This time, the ride home was uneventful. (No truckers checking out my package at a red light).
When I got home, I took my shirt off and found just one tiny spot of blood on the right side nipple, which had already dried up. Aftercare was unremarkable except for the hypersensitivity of both nipples which remains still. This however is not a negative or undesirable thing, trust me! Daily washing during regular showers has been sufficient to avoid the dreaded "Crusties". Occasionally, if the sensitivity bothers me a bit, a little Neosporin with pain reducer works great.
Let's see. What's next? A guiche or a frenum? HMMMM!