My Triangle
At A Glance Author spark Contact spark@bme.anon Artist Bear Studio Forbidden Fruit Location Austin, Texas Let me start this off by saying that the year 2000 has been my year of being perforated. February, navel. Early September, vertical labret. Late September, tongue. Then I met the love of my life and forgot about perforations for a while. The sex has been so terrific though that I started to think about my triangle again. I asked him and he seemed to like the idea, so we planned to go together about two days before he would have to leave the country for 2 weeks. That way the interruption to our enjoyment of each other would be a minimum.
That's background. So fast forward to Friday and the major meeting at work is over. My friend Emily happens by my desk and asks if I have lunch plans (I never have lunch plans) and do I want to come with her to Forbidden Fruit where she wants to get a labret piercing. A little light bulb goes off in my head, and of course I say YES. She's been jonesing about this piercing for months now and if I miss this opportunity it might never come again.
She has called ahead and confirmed that Bear is there and not busy. We find a parking spot right in front and I embarrass myself by really screwing up the parking job. Oh well. In the back of my mind I am thinking to ask Bear if he will look at me today to make sure I can have a triangle and ask him, because I also want a vertical hood, which one should go first. A tiny tiny little part of me thought maybe I could just go ahead and get the piercing today, even though my sweetheart's journey isn't for another 2 weeks, but when Em approached the counter and went through the picking of the jewelry ritual, I said nothing. We go back and do the labret (that's another experience!) and I ask Bear if he will do a quick consultation. I am wearing a skirt, oddly enough, so I drop my panties and hop up onto the table, where I am pronounced suited for the triangle! Bear says to do that one first, wait 2-3 months and then do the vertical hood. I sputter, "Can we do it right now?" Emily's jaw drops. I jump off the table and bounce around the room, Bear calls up to the woman behind the counter the jewelry he needs (I have chosen a 12g circular barbell over a ring) and the paperwork to have me fill out and the process begins.
The paperwork part of the piercing is always so hard for me, because I have done it so many times and when I want to be pierced I don't want to wait!
Another piercing customer has snuck in meanwhile so I do have to wait. I'm nervously starting to look at my watch, as this is my lunch "hour" and I don't want to have to explain to my boss why I'm so late. Finally it's my turn. Emily asks if I want her to come back with me (of COURSE I do) and we go back to the room. Bear explained the procedure and the precautions he would be taking for sterility etc. He had me get up on the table with my heels on either side and my butt as close to the edge as I could get it. I jokingly warned him that I might whack his head between my knees at the point of impact, so-to-speak, and he assured me that he was aware of the possibility and would not let that happen. The clamping process was uncomfortable, but not unbearable. He put the needle just barely on the skin, had me take a deep breath and let it out and on the out he'd push it through. YOW! That hurt way worse than any piercing so far. My hips hiked up about eight inches and then I settled down. The pain lasted for two seconds, max. The jewelry insertion did not bother me and when Bear handed me the mirror I gasped because it was so beautiful! Emily said "You are THE SHIT!" and also admired my new acquisition. I had an ear-to-ear grin as we left the shop.
On the sidewalk outside the store, Emily literally got down on her knees and bowed down to me!! and said she could not believe I had just done that. Me neither!
The piercing bled for about three days, most of it right afterwards, with spotting thereafter. This has been by far the easiest piercing I've ever had to take care of. There has been absolutely no pain, aside from a little pinch now and again the first few days. Cleaning it is actually quite enjoyable. :o)
Well, I came home from work and grabbed my sweetie's hand and dragged him back to the bedroom. He looked really funny as I hiked up my skirt and pulled my panties off, but when I spread my labia for him to see he said WOW! He had all sorts of questions, like "where did they put the novocaine?" to which I said, "Baby, there was no novocaine!" and he said he was terrifically proud of me.
We had sex that first night. I was very careful to position myself so that the piercing received minimal contact, but there was no pain at all. Now it's four weeks later and I can give myself an orgasm just by pulling on the barbell! Woohoo. I love my piercing, although I have to say that there have been a couple of moments when I thought it was kind of in the way. Not enough that I'd consider taking it out mind you. My baby will be back from his trip tonight and I can't wait for him to be able to play with it too.
Forbidden Fruit, Bear and all the others, is the best! Happy 2001 y'all.