Today was the day. The piercing is done.
I now have a 10 gauge PA which in two months will be stretched to an 8 gauge for my new Ms. Lori 18A chastity device, which is due around the end of July so the timing should be pretty good.
It was my first piercing and I really had no idea what to expect. The piercer’s name was Jean Ann- she was pretty hot with a piercing in her nose and lots of tattoos. I filled out some paperwork which had to be signed twice and initialed in like five different places I guess promising I wouldn’t sue them if something went horribly wrong- I probably should have read it- oh well. Paperwork out of the way she showed me two pieces of body jewelry- both 10 gauge captive bead rings- one was larger than the other I’d say 3/4” vs 1” diameter. “This is the jewelry,” she said “we’ll figure out which one we need when we get back there.” And with that she had me follow her to the back room.
In the back room there was a chair that was wrapped in plastic wrap and she told me I could take off my shorts- or just unbutton and fold them down- whatever was comfortable- she just needed the penis. There was a sterile blue paper cloth thing that was folded in quarters with a corner cut out so when I unfolded it there was a penis hole in the middle- she had me put myself through it and take a seat. I’d planned to ask her at this point if she minded me taking a video but my hands were shaking pretty bad so I decided to skip it.
I sat there with my dick hanging out for a minute or two while she got her gloves on and got things ready. Next to me was a tray if implements including the two pieces of jewelry, a couple different hollow tubes, a giant evil looking needle (I do wish I had taken a picture of that thing) some gauze and more gloves and stuff. A moment later she turned around and literally takes one glance at my penis poking through the hole in the blue paper and is just like “yeah we’ll use this one” and opens up the smaller of the two rings. I have to say I thought it might have been more- you know- of a conversation (Grower? Shower?) but of course I was completely turned on that it took her every bit of a half second to determine the little ring was more than enough for my apparently tiny penis. How embarrassing.
Anyway- the fun little bit of SPH went away quickly as she started manipulating my penis with her gloved hands. She marked the spot with a pen then cleaned all around with iodine. Then she took a Q-Tip soaked in iodine and pushed it an inch or so up my urethra- twisted it around a few times- and then pulled it out while twisting more- that was interesting- the first time- and the second time- and the third and forth times. I watched all of this but once she made a move for the hollow tube I had to look away. I put my hands behind my back and closed my eyes- wishing I was handcuffed and blindfolded- and just waited. There was a few moments of uncomfortableness when she inserted and positioned the receiving tube inside my penis. (I’d read on the Internet this was the worst part…people who write shit on the Internet are fucking liars.) Next she asked me if I was ready- I said I was as ready as I was going to get- she said breathe normally- which I did- and then it was pretty much a searing pain as I felt the needle cut its way through the sensitive skin on the bottom of my penis and then into my urethra. It hurt pretty good for a few seconds- mostly because I could distinctly feel it as my skin resisted and then cut through at each layer- but it was over quickly and she had the jewelry in place in a few seconds.
It bled considerably but she said that’s normal. I sat there ‘chatting’ with her for maybe ten or fifteen minutes after with her holding a gauze under my penis and another Q-Tip inside me waiting for the bleeding to stop. She told me how to go about stretching it to an 8 gauge and I really wanted to tell her why I needed that but I didn’t. I’m not sure why but I really wish she would have asked or somehow in conversation it would have came up so she would have known she was doing a piercing that will eventually be used to chastise me- but it never did. After that she cleaned me up with H2Ocean, wrapped it up in fresh gauze, and I was done.
I haven’t had any real discomfort since getting it done this afternoon- I like the way it looks and I’m proud I actually went through with it.
My wife wanted to see it as soon as I got home of course- and I paid close attention to her reaction as she took a look- I would describe it as a smug look of approval. She told me I have no idea what I’m getting myself into. “I hope you realize when you get locked up its going to be for at least three or four months to start with.” She said, “You’re going to forget you even have a dick.”
That lines kind of stuck in my head right now…You’re going to forget you even have a dick.
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