My Next Piercing Lobotomy Novels & Stories

The piercer walks in soon after and introduces himself. "I'm Harry. Have you decided where you want the piercing?" He asks Vinny. "I am not sure yet. I have looked at some but I wanted your help," he says as I stand aside. Harry hands him a leaflet with cartoon drawings of dicks with different piercings that Vinny looks through with a huge smile. "Could you help me choose mi amore?" He asks and I stand beside him to look at the pictures. "What about that one?" I ask as I point to the one called the frenum. It's a barbel that goes through the frenulum under the head of the penis.

I was filled with fear as I saw what was in that room. That was a lobotomy and trepanation room. There are drills and spear looking things, it was a room filled with screams and blood. They didn't bother to clean the scrape of the skull and blood on the floor. At least the equipment is sterile but the place was definitely unhygienic. I was placed in one of the surgery chairs and strapped in again. I was trembling in fear and my tears drips down uncontrollably. I saw drills plugged in the electric socket and the so-called doctor said, "Don't worry, you won't feel a thing after this, If the experiment is a success then you'll be a historical figure in the science world. " But then he stops whe

I'm badass now. Leo: Honey, to me, you've always been a little badass. But I'm proud of you. Did it hurt? Quinn: At first, not as much as I thought it might. The guy who did it was very good at his job. The clamp actually hurt more than the piercing, but they use this loooooong needle-I almost passed out when I saw it. But I womanned up and stayed strong. Then I was so excited by how it looked that it didn't matter. It hurts a little now, but nothing I can't handle.

she told the woman with a deep appreciation. “Good. Crey won’t be back for about another hour, tell me what you’d like now?” Sandra frowned. “I don’t know what all you offer.” “We do everything. Besides hair, nails, waxing and massages, we do piercing, tattoos, permanent makeup, even lipo laser, though you don’t need any of that.” “I told Creighton I wanted my navel pierced. Does it hurt?” “You’ve withstood having your va-jay-jay waxed. I think you can handle a little needle to the belly. Come on, let’s do this without prying eyes.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE Loretta Wolstenholm, Professional Masochist “Lace me up. Come on.” The show would begin soon, and I was backstage helping Loretta prepare. She had undone the buttons of her dress, revealing the twelve hoops pierced into her back: six on each side, forming two lines between her tiny wings. The ends of a scarlet ribbon hung from the top pair. “Loretta,” I said, crouching to examine the holes. “These hoops . . . ”

Some worshipers taking slow turns around the Fountain lift their heads at my outburst. I think under the circumstances I can be forgiven for staining this holy place with my desecration. “Shh. Good omega - Addom purrs in my ear. "You're doing well." I already got two other piercings today - one in my eyebrow to match Hasker's and one in my nostril to match Addom's septum piercing. The idea is that the corresponding piercings connect me to each of the Alphas individually. And by doing the procedure so close to the Source, the wounds heal almost instantly.

~EXPLICIT~ (dub/con) It hurt, it hurt so much, even with all the candy that Mistress gave me. I glance down at the barbell going through each nipple, and I want to cry. Piercing my nipples isn't something I ever had the urge to do. I remember Jory and me talking about it once because of his piercings, but I said I could never do it. I miss Jory and Merrick, but most of all, I miss Knox and my mother. I'm sitting here on the floor beside Mistress as she says goodbye to her guests and I haven't had any candy since the man pierced me, so my thoughts are clear, but with them comes a headache and a few chills.

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.

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.

My mouth feels like someone’s put a small piece of hot metal under it, which they have. My nipples are throbbing under the bandages. My cock has been carefully zip-tied into a special padded compression cup the piercer gave me with a brochure that said the words minimum two weeks about fourteen times. I’m also riding the biggest endorphin wave of my life. Outside of sex and playing with Kir of course. I look at him. He looks at me. "You had some things pierced," he observes. How the hell does he know? I wanted it to be a big reveal.