Mantis Piercing Nose Novels & Stories

At the top of her head, a fascinating tiara was sparkling with studded emeralds and a big sapphire. The deep shade of sapphire blended well with the lenses in her eyes, complimenting her rosy cheeks and a small nose ring that beamed at me when the rays of the sun kissed her cheeks. She has recently got her nose pierced. ‘You got nose piercing?’ I breathe on her nose, bending slightly to kiss her tenderly. Her skin tingled. She squirms.

When we finally clean up it's almost an hour later and I dry my hair before doing up two half braids to keep my it out of my face, the rest of my curls cascading down my back. “Do you think I should get a nose piercing?” I ask suddenly making a face in the mirror. His head snaps to me so fast I smile. “You want to pierce your nose?” "Hm mm" I nod. Finger wrapped around my wrist, "Tell me I'm not going to come home one day and see you've pierced your nose?" I tap my left nostril with my index finger, “I think it’ll look cute. And mostly the women will hate it” I end with a laugh.

From the moment I had first met her, her hair had been messily dyed to resemble the hue of freshly spilled blood or a pint of vibrant red paint splattered across her head. Rylee's appearance was a striking display of her rebellious nature. Pierced brows, nose, ears, and even her lower lip adorned her face, while her hands were adorned with spiky, gold, and beaded bracelets, six out of her ten fingers ringed. Her piercings extended to her nipples and belly button as well, further emphasizing her bold and unconventional style.

“Keep it in there. Let it cook.” The piercings were next. He unchained her from the stocks only to spread her wide on the bench, ankles and wrists locked to the corners. No anesthetic. He wanted her to feel every second. First the nipples. Thick, heavy gauge rings punched straight through the centers. Mia howled and bucked as blood trickled down her heaving tits. Damien twisted them immediately, pulling until she thought they’d rip off.

Snorting through his crusted nostrils, he suddenly knew what to do. Scratching an itch by his mouth, he pinched his nose between his fingers and gave it a sharp yank. He heard something pop, and blood flowed fully once again down his face. This time, he let it run down his shirt, catching it on his fingertips and flicking it out to the side, the droplets touching the Mandragora. The vines immediately flexed, sensing prey nearby.

My body twists, and I throw my head back, coming and screaming his name. And he hasn’t even fucked me yet. “Oops! I came again, Master. But I’m not sorry.” Growling, he brings one hand to my neck, bringing his lips to mine with a kiss full of urgency. Finally, I feel his cock inside me, thrusting deep into my ass. The other hand descends over my breasts, reaching my clit. “I don’t know if I like these piercings more,” he tells me, massaging my swollen nerve, which has two vertical metal balls, known as 'vertical' due to their positioning. “They drive me crazy.”

I barely heard what she said next as I continued to happily munch. “You want a nose piercing?” “Yeah.” Taking in her wide eyes, I shrinked a little in my seat with a nervous swallow. “Is that bad?” “No. No! I just wasn’t expecting that.” A nervous smile wobbled on her face as Daniella honey brown eyes cut towards her. Her jaw worked slowly, eyes narrowing dangerously towards Dola. “But I think you getting a piercing is a great idea!” “Daniella.” “What?” Her gaze flickered towards me. “I didn’t do anything.”

“Have you thought about where you want to be pierced?” “Yes. I was thinking about getting my nose pierced.” I said after I took a deep breath and tried not to feel nervous. “Sounds good. I’ll see if there’s no one waiting in the front and I can do it myself” He said as he took off his gloves and stepped away. “You should get your tongue pierced,” Lucas teased as he stood up and stretched his arms out. “No, thanks. I could have gotten my ears pierced, but the nose would look better.” I said and saw his friend coming back with a small box.

My chest tightened for him. “I wanted a comeback,” he admitted. “Like — glow up, make him regret it, make him beg. I decided to get my dick hole pierced. Nose and ear too. It was actually beautiful. Way better than I expected.” I blinked hard. “You pierced your… dick?” He nodded like it was nothing.

Sliding onto the cold tiled floor, Itzel sobs silently, feeling helpless, used and disgusted more at herself. Itzel has never been one for fancy piercings on her body. The first piercing that she got was her ear lobe piercing. Even as a child, she was hell stubborn as described by her ma sometimes. So, when she was taken to get a hole done on each of her earlobes, she had thrown out a fit. The moment some middle aged man pierced her lobe with a piece of gold wire, she got livid! Not out of pain or something but instead out of impulsiveness and her uncontrollable anger. Cursing that piercer a string of colorful words that he right away declined to pierce her other lobe. Then she was reluctant