This is copied and pasted from its original location, but I wanted it here firstly for safekeeping, and secondly because some people have been asking about piercing experiences lately. :angel:
Well I promised various persons I would share the story when my pet was pierced so here it is! For information, we decided to go for a PA in the end.
Yesterday morning started out pretty normal. My pet texted me as he’d finished work. He’d had a bad night, someone had threatened him, so I asked if he’d like me to come over with my boots and whip to sort him out. The conversation continued from there until my pet further expressed his wish to be pierced asap, but he couldn’t because I’d said I wanted to be present.
I told him absolutely, and that if we were going to take this step we would just have to wait until we could plan a time to go together. As far as he was concerned, that was the end of that and he went to bed.
I set on my way to University. It’s a 45 minute drive, I usually do a lot of thinking! By the end of the journey I had already made up my mind to call the piercing place, ask my questions, ditch my afternoon lecture and drag my little pet off to be pierced.
Straight after my first lecture I called, got all the information I’d hoped for and zoomed over to my pet’s mother’s house which is where he’s currently staying.
I headed up to his bedroom where he was snuggled up but obviously just woken up. I went and asked him to move over so I could give him a cuddle. As I went to hug him, he hugged back tighter and buried his head into my shoulder… at that point I was sure he already knew why I was there.
I asked how he felt. “Sleepy” he said in his little voice into my shoulder. So I asked if he thought he could wake up long enough to spend some time with me and take a trip into town. He shook his little head and said “no”, but not in a particularly resistant voice. I asked him how many times he’d been naughty since he saw me on Monday, he didn’t answer. I said softly “I’ve come here to take you for your piercing, get up, get washed and off we go”. He said “no” again… then sat up and said “this is going to hurt isn’t it!?”
So we had our little discussion and reassurance and I relayed all the answers to the questions we had and he wandered off to the bathroom and returned after washing.
Once he was back in the room I stood in front of the door and hugged him, then pushed him to his knees. He made his cute little “mmmmm I’m going to get some pussy” noise so I told him to shut his mouth and listen to me. I asked again if he’d been naughty “twice” he said, still buried in my pussy.
I told him that he wasn’t to be scared, he was to think of all the fabulous things that would happen to him once he was pierced and permanently locked up. I told him that he must close his eyes and imagine me in my tight rubber, sitting on his face, rubber stockings brushing his cheeks, and knowing he would probably get release afterwards. “Think happy thoughts” I said.
Finally, whilst he still had his head buried in my pussy I asked him if he was 100% sure this is what he wanted to do… he nodded and looked a little lost, so I looked at him questioningly “Yes Mistress” he said. I swear I could have cried.
I didn’t though… I let him lick at my pussy for a little, so that he could taste and smell me whilst the process was going on. And we left…
He did not stop talking, all the way into town, all the way through town, all the way into the piercing place….
I announced that I had phoned earlier about a piercing, and the guy called to Tamsin to come and see to us. She got out the relevant paperwork and my pet went through it and basically signed his life away… I loved that moment. I had a sense of relief that he was a willing participant, but also a sense of power that I had taken complete control today to get him here and get the piercing done.
I knew he was shy about getting semi-naked in front of another girl… I personally was delighted.
Still he pretty much wouldn’t shut up. Tamsin soon put pay to that, mid-sentence, she just went about her business.
My poor, darling, adorable pet. I’ve never seen him look so terrified in all his life. I had meant to watch the piercing, but I was quite distraught at the look in his eyes, so I just stared into them, holding his hand, stroking his head and repeating “think happy thoughts”
Looking back it was over really quickly, but at the time it felt like forever. I turned around, and the piercing was done. It looked beautiful.
My poor pet just lay there, sort of stunned, and then resumed talking… continually… until I dragged him out of the shop.
He shuffled away, whinging and moaning about how much pain it was and how much pain he was in. All the time he had the hugest smile on his face.
I have to say, I am completely awed, utterly in love, and so damn proud of my pet.
I decided to dash back to Uni for my afternoon lecture, I knew he would sleep better without me fussing over him, and on the way he sent me a photo of my new possession. I just can’t wait to choose the device now.
I’m so damn happy!!!!
Originally posted - 16 November 2007
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Well I promised various persons I would share the story when my pet was pierced so here it is! For information, we decided to go for a PA in the end.
Yesterday morning started out pretty normal. My pet texted me as he’d finished work. He’d had a bad night, someone had threatened him, so I asked if he’d like me to come over with my boots and whip to sort him out. The conversation continued from there until my pet further expressed his wish to be pierced asap, but he couldn’t because I’d said I wanted to be present.
I told him absolutely, and that if we were going to take this step we would just have to wait until we could plan a time to go together. As far as he was concerned, that was the end of that and he went to bed.
I set on my way to University. It’s a 45 minute drive, I usually do a lot of thinking! By the end of the journey I had already made up my mind to call the piercing place, ask my questions, ditch my afternoon lecture and drag my little pet off to be pierced.
Straight after my first lecture I called, got all the information I’d hoped for and zoomed over to my pet’s mother’s house which is where he’s currently staying.
I headed up to his bedroom where he was snuggled up but obviously just woken up. I went and asked him to move over so I could give him a cuddle. As I went to hug him, he hugged back tighter and buried his head into my shoulder… at that point I was sure he already knew why I was there.
I asked how he felt. “Sleepy” he said in his little voice into my shoulder. So I asked if he thought he could wake up long enough to spend some time with me and take a trip into town. He shook his little head and said “no”, but not in a particularly resistant voice. I asked him how many times he’d been naughty since he saw me on Monday, he didn’t answer. I said softly “I’ve come here to take you for your piercing, get up, get washed and off we go”. He said “no” again… then sat up and said “this is going to hurt isn’t it!?”
So we had our little discussion and reassurance and I relayed all the answers to the questions we had and he wandered off to the bathroom and returned after washing.
Once he was back in the room I stood in front of the door and hugged him, then pushed him to his knees. He made his cute little “mmmmm I’m going to get some pussy” noise so I told him to shut his mouth and listen to me. I asked again if he’d been naughty “twice” he said, still buried in my pussy.
I told him that he wasn’t to be scared, he was to think of all the fabulous things that would happen to him once he was pierced and permanently locked up. I told him that he must close his eyes and imagine me in my tight rubber, sitting on his face, rubber stockings brushing his cheeks, and knowing he would probably get release afterwards. “Think happy thoughts” I said.
Finally, whilst he still had his head buried in my pussy I asked him if he was 100% sure this is what he wanted to do… he nodded and looked a little lost, so I looked at him questioningly “Yes Mistress” he said. I swear I could have cried.
I didn’t though… I let him lick at my pussy for a little, so that he could taste and smell me whilst the process was going on. And we left…
He did not stop talking, all the way into town, all the way through town, all the way into the piercing place….
I announced that I had phoned earlier about a piercing, and the guy called to Tamsin to come and see to us. She got out the relevant paperwork and my pet went through it and basically signed his life away… I loved that moment. I had a sense of relief that he was a willing participant, but also a sense of power that I had taken complete control today to get him here and get the piercing done.
I knew he was shy about getting semi-naked in front of another girl… I personally was delighted.
Still he pretty much wouldn’t shut up. Tamsin soon put pay to that, mid-sentence, she just went about her business.
My poor, darling, adorable pet. I’ve never seen him look so terrified in all his life. I had meant to watch the piercing, but I was quite distraught at the look in his eyes, so I just stared into them, holding his hand, stroking his head and repeating “think happy thoughts”
Looking back it was over really quickly, but at the time it felt like forever. I turned around, and the piercing was done. It looked beautiful.
My poor pet just lay there, sort of stunned, and then resumed talking… continually… until I dragged him out of the shop.
He shuffled away, whinging and moaning about how much pain it was and how much pain he was in. All the time he had the hugest smile on his face.
I have to say, I am completely awed, utterly in love, and so damn proud of my pet.
I decided to dash back to Uni for my afternoon lecture, I knew he would sleep better without me fussing over him, and on the way he sent me a photo of my new possession. I just can’t wait to choose the device now.
I’m so damn happy!!!!
Originally posted - 16 November 2007