New Piercing Bleeding Novels & Stories

It shattered further against the floor, but I barely heard it over the pounding of my heart. Blood welled from a deep gash across my palm, dark and thick in the firelight. It dripped onto the polished wood, onto my dress, painting everything it touched with crimson. “No, no, no” I pressed the cloth against the wound, trying to stem the bleeding. It was deep… deep enough that I knew it would require some stitches to heal properly. I cursed myself for being careless. After a moment, I slowly lifted the cloth. The bleeding had stopped. I blinked, certain I was seeing wrong. But no…the flow of blood had completely ceased. And more than that, the edges of the open wound were... slowly knitting to

he pointed out. I swallowed. I didn’t want to answer him. I didn’t want to entertain this. Instead, I shifted closer to Adrian, instinctively seeking his warmth. The moment I moved, though— A sharp pain suddenly shot through my side. I froze. Something was wrong. I blinked, suddenly feeling dizzy. My hand pressed against my side— And came away wet. Blood. The wound from my surgery had reopened and was now bleeding out. The world tilted slightly and i thought 'No. Not now.'

Annastacia slashed the edges of the wound to check for tissue damage under the muscle. "Oohh arterial bleeding, NS please ..., suction ... thanks." Annastacia looked for where the leaky artery was. Luckily she asked for a blood bag for this patient, heavy bleeding sometimes risks causing shock in surgical patients. Finally, she managed to tie the leaking artery with micro thread. Annastacia looked for other organ and tissue injuries, apparently contusions only. After making sure everything was safe, Annastacia stitched back the muscles and smoothed the skin tissue that had been torn apart, and then stitched it up neatly.

Sia began again, “She is injured and feverish.” The little lady with all the piercing came forward and asked, “Why didn’t you tell us sooner, kid?” Then waved her hand. “Let’s check you up and then we’ll see what you need. Come.” We followed her into a small room. There were two adjustable chairs, like one would find in the hospitals. She motioned for me to get on one and then without saying a word, she grabbed for my top and looked at the poor job I had done to Band-Aid it. “Damn, girl, that must be hurting like a bitch.” She whistled low, the piercing on her tongue winking. “Let me grab my man, you'd need stitches and a lot of booze.” With that she sailed out of the room.

As I stepped out of the shower, my fatigued legs almost buckled beneath me, still sore from the night before. I wrapped myself in a towel and looked in the mirror, swiping away the thin layer of condensation that had built up on the surface. I was glowing.... My skin was radiant, fresh and bright for the first time in my whole life, like my body was finally happy. But suddenly I noticed a thin trickle of blood running down my neck and I pressed my hand there. Moving my hair to the side, I saw where it was coming from: two distinct puncture wounds just a couple inches down from my ear.

They pull. Montague and Jameson take the strain, holding me solid while Pearson and Henderson literally pull my leg straight. The bone slides back under the skin and I feel the most goddess-awful grinding. Edwardo pushes firmly on my thigh and I feel, sickeningly, the exact moment the bone ends reconnect. He looks up and smiles. “Good.” “The doctor is on his way,” he says, glancing toward the doors, “but before he gets here we need to tie off this bleeding. I’m concerned it may be your femoral artery.”

This tears the stitches on my bad hand, causing it to bleed. “Fuck!” I groan as the pain bites deep down my spine. I take controlled breaths, trying to calm myself down, but when I sit on my butt and see how much I’m bleeding, I lose it. The stitches on my hand are torn, and pus keeps oozing out with blood. “Do not panic, Kiara,” I say to myself, grabbing the tiles on the floor as I painfully drag myself across the room.

I held Jenny’s hand and asked her warily “Are you okay?” She smiled a little and said “Yes” “I want you to know there is nothing serious about the pain or the bleeding you’re experiencing. Some women experience heavier bleeding and intense pain while others don’t, it all depends on the shape and thickness of the hymen. Unlucky for you Ms. Snow, your hymen seems to be a little thick, which is what caused the intense pain and resulted in more bleeding. Even if you took all the steps necessary to prepare yourself for the intercourse, it would have resulted in the same thing. The penetration caused a tear in the hymen and it will take a day or two to heal. In the mean time until the bleeding com

Mable was very confident in her acupuncture skills. She could not have put the needle at the wrong point. Moreover, the silver needles used for acupuncture were extremely fine and could not cause bleeding under normal circumstances. Mable used gauze to press the bleeding spot. She thought the bleeding would stop soon, but blood continued to ooze out after almost ten minutes. The eye of the needle was small, so not much blood was flowing out. However, this could not go on. Mable took out the hemostatic ointment from her medical kit and put some on Blair’s arm, finally stopping the bleeding.