I don't know what exactly turned my thoughts to nipple piercing. It seemed to come almost as an epiphany one day while I was sitting in my room doodling randomly in a journal and flicking my tongue ring about....
At A Glance Author xNataliex Contact xNataliex@bme.anon When Two years ago Artist Zak Studio Monsters of Rock Location San Jose, CA I had been wanting another piercing for quite some time, but had never decided on what to pierce. Nipple piercings seemed so exotic, forbidden and taboo. The thought of having hidden piercings that not everyone could see was appealing to me, it would be like having a sexy secret that only I and a chosen few would ever know about or see. The prospect filled me with excitement and I was eager to learn more about the piercing itself as well as the piercing procedure.
I kept my longing for pierced nipples a secret from my parents and even my boyfriend for fear that they would object and talk me into backing down. I spent all of my home-alone time looking online for photographs, articles and experience stories.
Photographs were easier to find than I had thought they would be and it wasn't long before I had printed out a photo of a lovely breast with a delicious little captive ring pierced daintily through the nipple. I was in love! I knew then and there that I had to have rings through my nipples as well.
Next I found articles about how long the piercings would take to heal and what the proper after-care was for them. It all seemed easy enough and two months didn't seem like that long of a healing period. I was now more determined than ever to get it done!
When I told my mom, she HATED the idea. She was dead set against it and told me I had to wait until I was 18, as she would never give me permission to do such a thing. So....two days after my eighteenth birthday, I set out to get my piercings!
I went to Zak at Monsters of Rock in San Jose for no reason other than that he had pierced my sister's navel and done a really nice job of it. (I cringe at this now because it seemed like a very poor way of choosing a piercer, especially after all the research I had done!) Zak agreed to do both nipples for $120, including jewelry. That sounded fine with me and I eagerly handed my money over.
With my hands shaking from a mixture of excitement and nervousness, I showed him my ID card and filled out the obligatory piercing waiver.
My heart was thumping as Zak led me to a private piercing room and instructed me to remove my shirt. He sterilized the piercing site and then took out a purple ink pen and made two small dots on each breast (one on each side of the nipple). Satisfied that the dots lined up correctly, he had me lie back on his piercing chair while he pulled out pre-sealed, sterile packages of needles.
I was making nervous chit-chat as he arranged the needles and jewelry he would be using on a tray and got ready to steel myself for the immense pain I felt sure was coming. Zak appeared by my side and held up what, to me, looked like bizarre barbecue tongs. He clamped them onto my left nipple, lining up the holes in the tongs with the purple dots he had made earlier. He told me to stare up at the Playboy pin-up he had taped to the ceiling and concentrate on it while he pierced me.
The whole thing seemed so surreal. Here I was, lying on my back with no shirt on in a strange room, staring up a poster of a half naked blonde, with my nipple in a clamp! I was so lost in thought over the strangeness of the entire situation that I barely even felt the needle enter my skin. It was a strange, prodding sensation, followed by the soothing feel of the metal gliding through my flesh.
"That wasn't so bad" I said with a relieved smile. Zak gave me a wicked grin and said "Yeah, but the second one always hurts more!" Now he tells me!
I gripped the metal sides of the piercing chair, took a deep breath and let out a little gasp as the second needle pierced the flesh of my right nipple. It hurt twice as much as the first one and I squirmed uncomfortably as the needle exited. Zak gave me an "I told you so" sort of smirk as he placed corks on the sharp ends of both needles.
Reaching onto the metal tray, he unsealed the packets containing 14 gauge captive rings and proceeded to insert them through the open ends of the needles and into my nipples. When he finished, he told me to feel free to get up and take a look.
I slowly got up and walked over to the full length mirror hanging by the door of the room. Seeing the rings through my nipples for the first time was amazing. I was filled with pleasure and a little bit of pride that I had survived a piercing a lot of people would never even dream of getting. I loved them and loved how sexy they made me feel.
I've had my nipples pierced for about three years now and have never once regretted it. Every time I see them I feel a twinge of excitement and remember that this was something I did only for myself, not for my boyfriend, not for my friends and certainly not for my parents! And that is a very empowering feeling!