Mantis Piercing Nose Novels & Stories

But what? Then I have the idea. "I want another piercing." I blurt. Alec looks at me, scanning me. He has piercings on his ears. So he shouldn't be upset about it. But I don't want it in my ear... well, I do but not just in my ear. "Where?" He asks, standing beside me and looking at my face in the mirror. "My nose and cartilages," I reply confidently. I need a change. I've never had any piercings aside from the first hole I got when my mom was alive.

“Doesn’t sound like I have much of a choice, so let’s do it, just one problem though my ears aren’t pierced, so your tracker is useless,” “Then we will have to fix that, won’t we,” Allie squeals, and I get scared. “Ok, I need some square ice, a sterilized needle, and some alcohol of both kinds,” She ordered. Liam runs to get the needle and starts sterilizing it while Melanie gets the alcohol. “Here you go,” She laughs. “Rubbing alcohol for your ears while the tequila will help you to relax so have a shot,” Liam comes back with the needle and hands it to Allie who tosses it into a small bowl filled

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.

It is wavy so she tie it up in a low ponytail gently not to remove it. Next are the ear piercings, they are fake. Suhayr would never pierce her skin for that woman, she is totally not worth the pain at all. She filled her ears up with different earrings like those reckless musicians then fix one around her brow to make it look like a piercing too. She added the cow nose ring to her nose too, it looks good just like Indian. The earrings start from industrial, to helix, rouch and all.

"One scream, no tears." I assumed that was for the betting benefit of the Members. I wasn't sure if it was good or bad that I screamed but didn't tear up. My eyes didn't usually water from pain, though teared flowed a lot when my throat was being fucked. I tried to center my breath and prepare for the next nipple piercing, which I was already dreading. I didn't need to worry. The next time I felt the pinch of the pinchers, it was on my left labia, towards the back. I shrieked again as the needle went through that tender flesh. This time, though, it was immediately followed by more pinching and piercing, twice more on the left labia, leaving me so stunned I couldn't draw breath to cry out aga

"Nipples next. Uncle's doing them himself." My tits heaved, nipples perked from the cool air. He clamped the first, cold metal pinching. "Breathe, slut." The needle pierced sharp, fire through my breast. I cried out, tears pricking. He threaded the ring quick, silver hoop with a tiny lock charm. "Fuck... burns." He tugged it light, sting shooting to my pussy. "Looks good. One more." Second nipple same—clamp, pierce, ring. I whimpered, but heat built low again. The fresh piercings throbbed, sensitive.

His breath ghosts across my cheek, warm and close, and for a heartbeat I forget every part of me that hurts. “Goddess, it is so damn good to see these eyes again,” he whispers. The words hit me harder than they should. I smile, and immediately regret it when pain spears through my nose. I wince, my hand flying up to my face. My fingers smack into something hard and foreign. A massive plastic and metal cage is strapped across my nose. Great. Perfect. Exactly what every girl dreams of. “Ready?” Max asks gently. I nod. Or at least I try to. The movement is pathetic, but he understands.

Ruby was stirring a wooden popsicle stick around in it. "Come on, it's time to begin the torture." Quinn is in front of me now, holding her hand out and wiggling her fingers at me. She has sharp pointy nails with all sorts of jewels hanging off of them with dangly chains. She's right in between Ruby's height and Mia's. She was on the skinnier side, with dark skin covered in tattoos. Her makeup was bright and colorful, purple eyeshadow, chartreuse eye liner, and dark purple lipstick. Her hair was in two poofy pigtail buns on the sides of her head. She had tons of piercings. One in each nostril, a septum, a smiley, a tongue piercing, a dermal right under her eye, three in each lobe, four in th

Elijah I’ve never really thought about stripping sensually, but with her watching, I push my pants and boxers down slowly, letting her watch as my cock bobs free from the confines the fabric. Her eyes go wide, zeroing in on the movement and the flushed hardness of my cock at the same time. “Oh wow,” she breathes. Her eyes dart between us all. “You all have piercings… down there.” I glance over, and realize she’s right. Not only do I have a Prince Albert, but Luke has a Jacob’s Ladder, and Benedict, the show off, has a Magic Cross piercing.

she said right away. My hands moved before my brain could catch up. I unbuttoned my crisp white blouse and pulled it apart, exposing my breasts. Ciara smiled that cruel little smile and stepped closer. She yanked my septum ring hard, forcing my head down, then clipped the nose hooks into place and strapped them tight behind my head. My nostrils flared wide open again and I breathed loudly through my mouth like the pathetic slut I had become.