Darth Maul Piercing Novels & Stories

I was so fearful of a piercing, I'd heard horror tales that this was the worst piercing to get, worst than a clitoral hood ring. My eyes watered as he pierced the needle inside me. He finished too soon and then he stood up and donned his demon mask once more. "After your punishment, we will eat and I'll bath you as usual. You will sleep in the slave's toy room and not in the cage or bed." He said. "I don't need your protests when your punishment starts. Don't tell me what I shouldn't do, don't beg me, and don't struggle."

He cooed and ruffled my hair. I just rolled my eyes and stepped down from his body. Danny was the young guy that gave me the exception for my first piercing a year ago. "Yo, kid! You getting a new piercing?" Danny asked me as he went behind the counter and checked his lip, and his tongue piercings. "Yup. Maybe my nose." I contemplated. He looked at me from the mirror, "Huh, what is it this time?" Danny checked his black mohawk and smoothed it back.

Every cell in his body screamed danger. He rolled his eyes only to see the second guy standing next to him. He did not look at Creed and kept gazing at the Maira. His arms and biceps were chiseled. Eyes and hair dark, but had a mole on his chin and a deep scar on his neck stretching all the way to his chest. He had a pair of black daggers dangling to his waist. Creed noticed that even though these weapons were real weapons and not Soul Armas, yet their presence was as dominating as the Soul-Armas.

He was loving every bit of surprise that Denzel had planned for him, including how he prepared for the night. He was wearing a golden ear stud. And the bottom plump lip encaged with double lip ring piercing. The white see through lingerie he was wearing had a bra like fabric to cover his nipples and slit open from the front. It couldn’t hide the waist chains Denzel was wearing that dipped into the navel with an erotic snake curled inside.

I said. “Oh, that explains it. Can you tell me the piercings you have? I love hearing about piercings so much.” “Sure. Helix, right here,” I said, turning my ear toward him, brushing the cartilage with my finger. “Ear lobe too, obviously. Septum—well I lost the ring, getting a new one soon. “I can’t wait to see you with it. It’s going to look so sexy on you,” he said. “It sure does. I have a nipple piercing too… a Prince Albert piercing.”

He made it hid well so no one would be able to see it unless he pointed it out himself. After that, he decided to get piercings. He got a piercing above his right eye and multiple piercings on both of his ears. He loved wearing small hoops earrings. And then he got a buzz cut. By his appearance, everyone would have surely thought he was into a mafia or something like that. But he did it so no human would look down on him, and he was proud of himself.

"Don't miss any of the action here." "I'm not." She focused on the platform. From a table at the side that contained a number of items Drake selected a box that he opened. Walking around the platform he displayed its contents to the crowd, a pair of nipple rings studded with some kind of stones. Taking the first one, he pulled hard on one of Sara's taut buds before threading a thin bar through spots that had obviously been pierced. Biting the tips again, he repeated the performance with the other one. Bree wondered if she wore them regularly and whose idea had it been to do the piercing - hers or Drake's.

The power dynamic sent a thrill through me. Ryan's hands explored my body thoroughly, finding sensitive spots and exploiting them. He pinched my nipples until I gasped, traced the muscles of my stomach, wrapped his hand around my hardening cock. "Very responsive," he noted. "Does he have any piercings?" "Not yet," Dante said. "But I've been considering it. Nipple piercings maybe. Or a Prince Albert." The idea of Dante piercing me, marking me permanently, made my cock throb in Ryan's hand.

Holding my hips were a set of tattooed hands. That confused me. There was no it could of been him because Victor was right outside the bathroom door, sitting in my room. I turned around and sure enough, Alpha Quade Holt stood in front of me in all his naked glory. His multiple piercings glinted when light caught them, the most distracting ones being the ones going through his nipples with two round balls at the end of each piercing. His nose had a silver hoop on the left side, ears holding multiple studs and when he licked his lips, I caught a glimpse of the ball piercing through his tongue.