I know that I am addicted to body modification to a degree. I currently have 12 tattoos and three piercings. I wouldn't mind having my eyebrow pierced again but given my job that just isn't going to happen. Also, Master isn't sure if He wants me to have one again, so it's a moot point either way.
Tattoos though? Yeah.. I got my last one not all that long ago and I told myself I want to get to 13 and then stop and focus on touch ups if/when they are needed. I have a few that do need touch ups. One of them needs it because I received bad advice as far as after care and I had fallen down and scraped the hell out of it. This was my second tattoo and as I said didn't get a lot of good advice at the time. I'm so glad that I know better now.
But to get number 13 I have to a) figure out where to put it and b) decide what the hell it'll be.
I've always played with the idea of a wrist tattoo. Depending on what it is they can look fucking awesome and kind of sexy. But I would have to pick out a damn good design and then figure out how to hide it at work.
My current job doesn't give a fuck if your tattoos are showing as long as they aren't offensive. But who knows what the next job's policy will be. I read a thread today about wrist tattoos and people were saying that a person could just wear a bracelet over it or a watch. And of course there was the whole buying tattoo concealer. Plus there is that whole wearing long sleeves at work idea. That would really suck in the summer and sometimes your sleeve rolls back. A few people stated that no one even really notices theirs.
So there are ways around it. But as I said I would need to figure out what it would be. Master likes the idea of my having a wrist tattoo, as long as it's the right design of course.
I think I'll look into designs and go from there. Plus Master needs a touch up before I'll get anything else done. As I said, I got one not that along ago and with getting that new tattoo I got my very first tattoo touched up. It needed it badly.
Today was a good Friday, but a long one. Thankfully it was my half day at work. And it was also the day of my appointment with my shrink. More on that a little later.
I got out of work and got home a little later than usual for some reason. When I got home Master didn't look that well. He was originally going to do the running around with me. But I knew He wasn't feeling the greatest. I asked Him what was wrong. His sinuses were kicking His ass in a very major way. So He stayed home. Poor Daddy.
But before I went off to my appointment I ran to get Him a sandwich. I figured the bread would help His stomach calm down. So I dropped the sandwich off at home, said goodbye to Master, and then headed to my shrink appointment.
The appointment started a little late, but it went well. He asked me some questions about how I'm doing, if I've been cycling, if I've felt depressed or felt suicidal. And then after I answered all those questions he asked me how my marriage was doing. It may seem like an odd question for him to ask since I'm not in marriage counseling. But I had told him that the number one reason why I sought help was because it was affecting my marriage in a very big, negative way. So I told him that we're doing much better and have been feeling and acting much like we did when we were first married. He smiled and said that he was glad to hear it. He wrote me a prescription for more refills on my medication. He then said that he felt I was doing well and that I could wait until April to see him again. Although he said that if I felt I needed to see him earlier that it wouldn't be a problem at all. Just call his office and they will schedule me an emergency visit. I'm not worried about it honestly, but it's nice to know that I can do that if I need to.
After my appointment was done I headed straight down to my mother's. I visited with her for a while. She's looking kind of frail right now. My mom is more petite than I am and has a serious problem keeping weight on. She worries me sometimes. But she swears she's okay and that she had just had a visit with her doctor.
After I visited with my mom I had to make a few more stops before coming home to my Hubby.
Since then we've been relaxing together. He was kind enough to work on my lower back for me. It was feeling stiff and it feels much better now. Although for some odd reason my right hip is really bothering me tonight.
But now onto a totally different topic. We can't afford that tattoo I desperately want right now, and so my mind has been wandering. I kind of want more piercings. But the main ones I want I can't have due to my job as they are facial piercings. But they do allow nostril piercings as long as it is a stud. So I could get that, put the stud in, and then once it heals buy other ones to wear when I'm not at work.
So I'm going to do some research on that tonight and see if I can financially pull it off this weekend.
Since Master and I have gotten serious about one another, He's been marking me in different ways. First was a collar. Then scars. Then eventually tattoos. Several in fact. Then came the eternity collar. After that came the wedding ring. Next was the eternity cuff. And then you toss in another tattoo. Then comes the piercings (three in fact). And then I guess you could say new body jewelry for two of my piercings. Which in fact He discovered that He prefers the horseshoe body jewelry over the straight barbell, at least for my nipple piercings. He likes my curved barbell just fine for my VCH.
But now I want something.... more. I'm sure someone is currently looking at this post going, "What the fuck do you mean more?! What else is there?!"
So let me give a little background here.
Master and I talk about tattoos quite a bit. Especially since we both greatly enjoy getting them and want more. And if you had caught us on that particular conversation say... four years ago... we would have both said how we don't understand/don't want tattoos with your significant other's name in it.
But for the past year the idea of getting a tattoo that revolves around Master's name has been rolling around in my mind. I hadn't brought it up to Him because I didn't know if His thoughts on the matter had changed. So I figured it was best to just let it be.
But last night we were having a few drinks at home, I was all slutted up in lingerie and heels, and we were just sitting around talking before eventually getting ourselves into the bedroom. So the drinks had loosened my lips quite a bit. And we were talking about all kinds of things, and eventually got onto the subject of how much more obedient I have been since being on my medication. How I'm not wishy-washy about my slavery. How I am rock solid in knowing this is what I want, and what I need. How much the structure is helping me. And how He has felt more solid in His role within our marriage as result.
And so I finally got up the courage to bring this up. Although it was with quite a few disclaimers. I told Him that if He didn't like the idea at all, to please just say that up front.. etc and so on. Basically covering all of my bases to the point where Master was like, "Would you just tell me already?"
So I took a deep breath and I told Him that I want a tattoo that some how revolves around His name. And His expression didn't change much. And He didn't respond right away. So I continued talking...
I said, "I know You don't really like Your full first name." (Cause He doesn't.) "And I don't want to get the shortened version of Your first name." (Because I think it would just look weird cause it'd be so short..) "So I was actually thinking about getting Your initials as part of a tribal piece." And that is the exact moment that I saw the flash of absolute alpha male shining through His eyes. And His jaw set a certain way. The way it sets when He's about to pin me to the bed.
And that's also when I knew that He really wanted me to do it. He wanted to see that kind of permanent mark that could be mistaken by no one. It would not just be a form of symbolism or something no one else knows the meaning of besides us. It would be easily explainable. And not only a show of my love and devotion to Him, but a mark of His ownership of me.
I know that not everyone agrees with such things. We use to be like that. But since we've been together so long, and we've gone through hell and back more than a few times together, I believe it is something we would both greatly enjoy and not something I would ever regret doing.
It is going to take a while to save up, but I'm hoping to get it done before the beginning of fall this year. I would like to have it done by the end of summer so that I can wear loose fitting skirts while it heals and not worry about jeans. Master has decided that He would like it to be on the outside of my right thigh. He thinks it would look best there. I was originally thinking of getting it done on my ribs, but because of the design I want it wouldn't look right there. And I have to agree it would look hot as hell on my right outer thigh.
So as I said in my last post Master said I could price out the new body jewelry I wanted. So today on my lunch break I called the tattoo parlor I got my piercings done at. Unfortunately they didn't answer on the first call. Or the second. Or the third. But lucky number four did the trick! Finally they picked up.
I asked if they sold circular/horseshoe barbells. They do! Yay! And then I asked if they come in different colors. He said that they do, but that if I wanted anything besides silver they would have to order it in for me. I said no, that was okay. I like the silver ones anyway. They match my collar, my cuff, and my wedding ring. (Although my wedding ring is titanium.. but still.. it's shiny.) And on top of that it means that I don't have to buy new jewelry for my VCH piercing. Yay for saving money!
So I asked for the prices, and made sure that the price was for the implant grade jewelry. And it was. Honestly it's not that expensive. So I made sure to tell Master as soon as I found out. He said that we can probably do it this weekend. I kinda sorta, not so subtly hinted that we could technically do it tomorrow, since they don't close until 8pm. He said He would think about it. So that's where I'm leaving it. I know better than to push my luck. If I attempted to do so He probably would tell me I had to wait longer because I kept bugging Him about it.
I am very excited about it though. I had asked Master if He was getting bored with the straight barbells I have in my nipples right now. He said that no, He wasn't getting bored with them, but that it'll be nice for me to be able to change them out every now and then. Then He mentioned that the horseshoe ones will be more fun to flick around with His tongue. He said that via text message, and as soon as I read that I swear my pussy clenched at the thought. Which is another reason I'm very excited about it.
I have also been thinking about piercings in general. Although I have no idea, if Master allowed it, what else I would get done. Master has said no to the septum piercing. I can't have any other facial piercings due to my job (I technically couldn't have the septum one either.. but those can be easier to hide.)
I don't know if I'd want my inner or outer labia pierced. I personally think the inner labia looks better. But those are also easier to "catch" on, which would be extremely painful. Plus I don't know if Master would like it.
He is more into tattoos than piercings. Although He really likes the three I have. I'm probably safest just sticking with those and building up a body jewelry collection so I can keep different kinds around and switch them out to make things a bit more interesting.
Last night Master and I watched more of that porno we had bought a couple of nights ago. (By the way, why do they put so much on one porn DVD? Seriously. No one gets through the whole thing in one sitting.)
He played with my tits for a while, and was actually pretty rough with them. More so that He has been lately. That of course got me going, and so I flipped over and put His dick in my mouth. I mean really, what other reaction would be expected in that situation? *laughs*
He ended up fucking my mouth, more than me sucking His dick. But hey, either way works. He was talking dirty almost the entire time. I was honestly pretty damn sure He was going to cum a few times, but just when I thought it was going to happen His will power kicked into over drive and He stopped it from happening.
So eventually after quite a while of this Master pulled my head off His cock and ordered me to the bedroom.
We played with one another a while longer and He had me be on top. Regardless whether He's on top, or I am, He's always in control. All He has to do is force me to be still, or grab my hips and pull me by them the way He wants.. etc.
It's great.
After He filled me, we got cleaned up and went back into the living room. I was already up past my bedtime and so Master allowed me to have half a cigarette and then I had to go to sleep. But He was nice and allowed me to sleep on the couch until He went to bed.
Today I have been feeling extremely docile. Still playful and happy, but docile.
We've had a relaxing evening at home. And after a very long day at work, it is really nice to be able to sit at home with my Master and just relax.
Master has been asking me what I want for Christmas for a while. And at first I told Him I just wanted leather gloves. But He basically said that was a cop out. And it was, cause I couldn't think of anything I wanted. But then I was in the bathroom, getting ready to hop into the bath and of course I saw my nipple piercings in the mirror. And then it hit me. I want new body jewelry!
The only problem is I don't want to get something too different as far as coloration goes because I want it to match my VCH piercing as well. Yes, I know. I'm weird. I want my body jewelry to match. So sue me.
I told Master about this and He seemed happy with my choice. He said I could price them out and get what I wanted. He also said that if the prices weren't too bad I could get a new curved barbell for my VCH as well, so that they'll all match color wise. Although I have decided I want circular barbells for my nipples. I don't want the straight barbells again. They look nice and everything, but I want something a little different. And I don't want the straight out hoops. So circular barbells it is!
I'm going to call the place I got the piercings done at originally and see what kind of prices they offer, and see if they have any that circular barbells that will match a curved barbell. That way I get as much information as possible before we make the drive out there. I'd hate to get out there and not be able to find something I want. That would suck. The reason why I want to go back there is because the shop is clean, and the people who work there are awesome. I don't just want to go to like Hot Topic or anything. You never know how good the quality is of the body jewelry. I mean yes, it says it on there.. but nine times out of ten the person selling it to you doesn't have a fucking clue.
And due to my nickel allergy, I don't wanna fuck around. I would hate to get an infection or something or have my body start to reject the piercings after all this time.
First.. I'll get my nerdness out of the way. With the help from the forums on wordpress.com I was able to get all the colors replaced that I wanted replaced. I'm loving the new theme. At least in Firefox. In IE it has a couple of extra dots in the tables.. but not much to be done there. I think that's more of a glitch since the theme is so new rather than a coding issue since it looks fine in Firefox.
So yay! I'm happy. :-)
Now.. on to the pain. Maybe it's because the subject matter has been on my mind since 6:30 this morning, but I've had Godsmack's song "Love. Hate. Sex. Pain." stuck in my head all fucking day.
So here is the song, and then I'll move onto the post itself.
I enjoy certain kinds of pain. I don't like all pain, obviously. Like if I were to break my leg or something, I wouldn't cream myself. (Although if I did that'd be pretty damn twisted.)
So anyway, I like spanking... normally. If it's with His hand I usually like it unless He hits that same damn spot over, and over, and over again. By the way how the hell do Masters have such accurate aim?! What the hell is with that?
With His belt? Well. No. I don't like that. But apparently my pussy gets soaked every time He does it. Like Niagara Falls type soaked. It's like this weird self defense mechanism. "If you stop hitting me with the belt long enough to fuck me, Your dick will get wet like it's never been wet before!"
He's only ever hit my ass, legs, and pussy with the belt. (Although the pussy belt licks hurt like a mother fucker.) He's never hit my tits, my stomach, or my back. My back I think I might enjoy, if He didn't wallop the hell out of me. But the tits and stomach? No way. I would hate it and wish I were curled up in a ball somewhere after the first hit.
I love being bit. Sometimes it hurts like hell, and sometimes I can just ride the wave of it. The ebb and flow of the pain and just reach this really zen like state while getting riled up all at the same time.
But one of the most interesting sensations isn't really pain related. It's when my chin is basically to my chest and I'm kind of hunched over and He runs His teeth over the part of my spine right below my neck line, in between my shoulder blades. It's like electricity flowing through me in small shock waves. It always causes me to shiver.
But I also like the mixture of pleasure and pain. You know, be mean and inflict pain for a while, and then switch to a short lived gentle massage, and then back to the pain, and then back to the gentle massage... it just really fucks with my nerve endings until it's really hard to tell where one ends and the other begins, but in the most wonderful way.
I like my hair pulled, I love being tossed around. I don't really consider myself a pain slut. But I do love to be man handled. And sometimes pain comes with the territory. I like being moved roughly, pinned down, choked, tossed onto the bed, etc.
Master and I have experimenting with slapping in the face, and punching. Although the punching was never in the face, it was always the chest or the middle of the back in case it left bruises. But neither of us got into the punching all that much. It was interesting for a little while, but other than that we pretty much left it alone.
We haven't done the face slapping for a while. As long as it's not full force I like it. I'd rather it come in small quick slaps, rather than full on bitch slapping. Why we haven't done it in a while I don't quite remember. It was literally years ago that we last did it.
Also on the subject of pain that isn't necessarily sexually related, for me.. its tattoos and piercings. Oh yeah. The beloved subject of body modification.
I am currently holding at 11 tattoos and three piercings (not including my ears and not including the ones I let close up in the past). But today I got the thought in my head to get my septum pierced. I've thought about it before. Like a lot. But I've never done it. My nipples and VCH no problem. Done deal. But Master isn't 100% sure He's going to like how it looks. So... that's kind of in limbo.
I did check into it today though so when I brought it up again I'd have all the facts ready. I called the place that I got my last three piercings done at because I loved the experience and the jewelry is really nice. I've had no problems with those three, so the fourth shouldn't cause any either.
I got the price, their hours of operation, and how long it should take to heal. My job doesn't allow facial piercings, but since I could flip it up while at work, and just flip it back down (I want the half moon not a full ring) when I'm not at work.. it'd work out perfectly.
In my mind I think it would look hot as hell on me. And just the thought of me having it turned me on. Like, a lot. It's rather inexpensive to do as well, so bonus there. I have no idea how much it would hurt, but I don't think it'd be as bad as the nipples, but it will defiantly hurt more than the VCH. That didn't hurt at all. It was a pinch and it was over.
I want it, but if Master ends up not liking it and having me take it out.. well that'd just be a waste. I knew He'd like the nipple piercings. And I was 90% sure that He'd like the VCH. I'm 100% on the septum, but He's not. So I wait for His decision. That, and the available funds.
Part of me wishes He would have said yes, and we would have gone tonight. But I don't know if we could really afford it right this second. Why the sudden want? Well, it was the same way with my other three. I wanted them, the thought turned me on to no end, He agreed, and we went. We didn't really have the money then either, but I hardly ever spend money on myself so I didn't feel bad about it.
I have added a new category to my blog. *points to the ride hand side of the screen* It is called, you guessed it, Body Modification. Piercings and tattoos are body mods and since I am slightly *cough* obsessed with such, I thought it would be appropriate. I will be added the category to past posts that involve that particular subject as well.
So yeah. Last night ended amazingly, with hot slightly painful sex.
This morning it was back to work! But honestly it wasn't that bad. My morning was busy, but tolerable. My afternoon just kind of skated by. It was nice. The hardest part about work today was figuring out how to bend my arm in ways that it naturally shouldn't so that I could put lotion on my newest tattoo. Seriously, I am glad that my back is done for tattoos! Holy hell. It's not because of pain or anything like that, it's just so damn hard to take care of when you can't reach every part of it!
Thankfully a coworker of mine helped me a few times. The rest of the time I just did it myself the best that I could. And Master does it for me when I'm at home, because He loves me so much. :-D I'll be glad when the healing period is over with. I miss being able to sit back and rest against things. I also miss being able to lay on my back, for multiple reasons, although sex is among the top three. (Okay, so it's #1....)
I'm planning on one more tattoo, I just have to figure out exactly how I want it done. That'll bring me up to a nice even 12. After that it'll be touch ups I think.
So yeah. Today wasn't bad at all.
Then came the ride home. As I've said I'm in a carpool. And we always use one girl's car and the rest of us in the carpool pay her gas money. Well a couple of weeks ago, this girl brought her car in on a work day to be looked at. So I took myself and the other person in the carpool to work that day. As it turned out it was the head gasket on the car. So the car was junked.
So she has used her boyfriend's car since that point in time, because technically that is also her car and also he takes the bus everywhere anyway.
Well everything was going fine and then suddenly, on the way home, she can't turn the steering wheel. She pulls over and I called Master. He came to pick me up. When we got home we ate dinner and relaxed a bit. Then the girl called and said that this car now has to get fixed, and that her boyfriend will be taking it in.
So tomorrow I get to drive all three of us to work.
It's not a big deal really. It just means I have to get up earlier than usual so I have time to get ready for work and also warm up the car. I hope there isn't a lot of frost on the windshield! Gah. I hate scraping windshields. My arms aren't long enough to reach every single spot so then I have to sit inside the car and wait for the defroster to do it's job, which of course takes forever when it's freezing outside.
But hey. It's one day. I'm not trying to sound whiny or anything. I'm just a bit nervous about the drive tomorrow because people are utter assholes during morning rush hour.
I could go on about how rough work has been this past week, and how I'm sure tomorrow at work will be rough as well.
I could also go on about how tired and sore I have been. Or how I had the sinus headache from hell this morning.
But I don't want to.
I want to talk about tattoos and how much I miss getting inked!
We've been watching LA Ink, and now we have Miami Ink in queue on Netflix. And I miss it so much! I also talked about tattoos with my coworkers that are in my carpool. One of them has two tattoos, and the other has virgin skin but is interested in getting ink.
I miss sitting in the chair and feeling that familiar buzz gliding across my skin leaving it's mark. I miss the smell of the cleaning solution. I miss watching Master as He gets ink done and locking eyes with Him.
Romantic. Well, for us.
Master has a few pieces He wants to get done. And there are (at least) two more that I want done.
One of them I know exactly what I want. I have the picture saved to the computer. I just have to change the colors on it, that's all. The other one? I have an idea of what I want, but nothing concrete. So that one will have to wait.
It's been somewhere around 3 or 4 years since I've last had a tattoo gun touch my skin. *pouts* I'm hoping that will be remedied sooner rather than later.
And watching these shows are not helping at all! It makes me want to just go hog-wild and get all sorts of tattoos done. But, part of me knows (the responsible part of me) that I can't do that. I have a full time job that I know for a fact would frown upon my having tattoos all over the place. And unfortunately, you can't always live life the way that you want because you have to be responsible. For instance I would love to get my eyebrow pierced, but my job has a "no piercings that are visible" policy.
Now I could get it done and have plastic put in, but I don't know if I want to do that or not. I'd have to talk to HR about it to see if that would be acceptable. Then once it's healed I could put different ones in on the weekends and what not.
When I first met Master I had my eyebrow pierced. He didn't really like it at first, but it grew on Him. I took it out and let it close up because I got a regular job. Now I miss it.
Getting my nipples and VCH done kind have made that longing all the more apparent.
In a comment, Hawkeye had asked me how I feel about my piercings, now that they are almost fully healed.
Well, lets start with the VCH piercing shall we, as that is fully healed and has been for some time. I do have to say that it is a lot of fun. It makes me more sensitive. Not like "Oh my gods don't touch me!" sensitive.. it just adds a bit of oomph to it I guess. Sometimes it gets a little sore if it is rubbed frequently, and roughly for an extended period of time, depending on our position(s) during sex. But it's really no different then my clit getting sore due to the same things. So I can't really think of a down side to this piercing. I love it. I'm not really sure what other kind of jewelry I'd want to put there besides the banana barbell. I do not want a hoop there. I'd be to afraid of it getting caught on something.
So while it was an idea that pretty much came out of the blue, I'm very glad that Master allowed me to get it. It's easy to care for, and I love the look of it, not to mention the extra sensations I receive because of it.
On to the nipple piercings..
I've had both of my nipples pierced before. But the piercer had used inferior jewelry and had pierced them to high on my nipple, so my body had started to reject them.
These aren't really new to me, in that aspect. But I do love that they make my nipples more sensitive. My nipples have always been pretty sensitive, so the added sensations from the piercings can be a bit much from time to time. This has more to do with temperature then anything else. For instance, at work we had the central air on pretty high one day, and of course, when a girl gets cold her nipples get hard. Well it seemed like the cold went into the jewelry and sort of radiated through my nipple and breast that way. It was a very odd sensation, and hurt a little bit. I'll have to remember that for the winter months. But then again the nipple piercings are not fully healed. They are healed enough to not cause me any problems, but it will be a while before they have "toughened up" so to speak.
The only down side really to the nipple piercings is that when I wear a mesh outfit, they sometimes get stuck in the holes of the outfit. That part sucks, because when I'm trying to take it off, or move it, it will snag and hurt. It doesn't hurt a lot, but enough to get my attention. Not to mention the fact the thought of ripping out the piercings scares the hell out of me. *OWIE!* So I am more careful when it comes to things like that.
Master had mentioned the other day that He sometimes misses my eyebrow piercing. I was honestly surprised by that because when we were first dating He didn't like it. Apparently it grew on Him. I had to take it out because of a job I got and instead of putting it in when I wasn't at work, I just left it out and it has healed over.
He asked me if I am allowed to have facial piercings at my current job. I said I wasn't sure because while I have seen some girls with nose piercings, and even a few lip piercings, they either have very small delicate jewelry in them or they have the clear jewelry in.
I'm not sure who to ask at my job, without getting a really weird look. I wouldn't mind having my eyebrow pierced again. It would be my left eyebrow, like the last time... at least that is the one I would like to have done. I really did love that piercing. If they do allow it I wonder if Master would like me to get it done again, once we have the money to do so.
I think part of my current obsession with the piercings is due to the fact that I can't afford the tattoos I want currently. So the piercings are like a quick fix to my body modification addiction. Not that I don't enjoy the piercings, because I do... but I favor tattoos over piercings. If you gave me the decision between the two, getting a tattoo would win hands down.
I'm being super lazy with this blog post title, but I'm okay with that. It's a three day weekend, I'm allowed. So there, and such.
Today is the first full day of the three day weekend, and it was great.
We got up around 10am. Ya know, sleeping in used to mean until about noon or so. What the hell ever happened to that? Oh well, we slept past 6:30am, so we can't really bitch.
We relaxed in the living room for a while and Master asked me what I wanted to do today. I said I didn't know. So we just sat around and chilled, and Master got a blowjob.
Then He started talking about how He wanted to see the new Terminator movie, which we'll probably see tomorrow. From that bit of conversation we started looking at the DVDs that were taking over the bottom shelf of our entertainment center. (Gods I can't wait to replace that thing.) So Master and I sat on the floor and started digging through them. Master would hold up a DVD and we would both vote one of three ways: Keep, Sell, or Toss. Why the toss pile? Well some movies were ones we had bought "previously viewed" so we know we wouldn't get squat for them. Surprisingly we voted the same way damn near every time.
We ended up with quite a few movies in the Sell pile. We got dressed and headed out. We stopped at the gas station, and then went out to the store where we sell cds, books and movies once we're sick of them. It's a lot easier than a garage sale. We walked around the store looking at things while we waited for their offer. Amazingly enough we didn't buy anything! I was shocked.
So we took our money and went home. We watched a bunch of South Park episodes on Netflix and ate dinner.
I had a pressure headache, and it just would not go away, so I took my shower a bit earlier than I normally do. But I feel so much better now.
And of course, after my shower I did my piercing aftercare routine. Hey, it's a process damnit. I get myself all set up and then do my sea salt soaks. Once the sea salt soaks are done I get rid of any little crusties on the jewelry with a q-tip. After that is done, I do the saline solution and then pay myself dry.
Although honestly, I have barely had any crusties on the jewelry what so ever. I'm shocked by this. I also hope I didn't just jinx myself. *knocks on wood* It's officially a week since I first got them done. And I am so happy Master had me do all three at once. This rocks. I love them. And now, I'm not jonesing for a tattoo as badly. I guess I was just anxious for some kind of body mod. And I got three. :-D
Today is going by slowly. I'm thankful for that, since it's the last day of the weekend.
Master and I got up around 8am. That is really early in the morning on a Sunday, at least to us. But we stayed up and have taken advantage of getting up so early. While Master was taking His shower, I ran out to the grocery store and picked up some sea salt (for the piercings.. it's the one thing I forgot to buy yesterday for my "piercing aftercare kit") and cookies, because I promised Master cookies.
When I got home we cleaned the rabbit cages, I did His laundry, and we watched a movie.
I talked to my mom for a while. And then my mother-in-law's boyfriend called to remind Master what time they needed to be at work tomorrow. And also, to change our plans with them. You see, we were going to go over to their place this upcoming Sunday, to have dinner and meet his daughter. Well, as usual, something changed and they decided to just switch it to Memorial Day itself.
This sucks, because I had already made plans with my mother. But, because I don't want to shove everyone in on one day, and also because we haven't seen Master's mother in about a month and a half and I don't wanna hear it (from His mother, not Master).. we're going.
So I'm going to talk to my mother and try to change my plans with her to this upcoming Saturday or Sunday. Yes, we could go to my mother-in-law's and then my mom's.. but if we do that, once we get to my mom's Master won't want to stay long cause He'll be annoyed by His mother.. and we already cut our last visit short. So fuck it, I'll just switch the days.
We watched another movie after my shower.
Once my shower was done, I did my sea salt soak and then cleaned the piercings with saline solution.
Oddly enough, they don't hurt at all. I mean they are a little tender to the touch, but other than that I feel great. Last night I slept in a bra and a thong, just so the jewelry wouldn't some how get snagged by sheets or blankets. We roll around a lot in our sleep. So I'll do that for the majority of the healing process.
But what is a little change in our routines for now? As long as I take care of them, and there are no complications, I'll always have the piercings. So rock on.
I've actually already started looking into other jewelry for the piercings, for when I can change them out. I know that is a ways off, but still. I'm obsessive like that.
At one point today, I was kneeling at Master's feet and He traced His finger in between my tits, and said, "I'm not making any promises, but if you keep up your good behavior soon you'll have a collar and cuff to match your piercings." *beams*
I'm still not trying to guess what "soon" means. Soon could mean next week, in a month, in a few months, etc.. So I'm going to focus on Him and doing what I'm told, not on my collar and cuffs.
I think this is a good lesson. Focus on the relationship itself, with the dynamic that we have, not the symbols that represent it.
Master woke me up around 10am so He could fuck me. It was somewhat of a quickie, but damn was it good.
Then we went into the living room and woke up a little bit. I then took a bath and after that, Master took His shower. After that we got ready and headed out the door.
I decided to wear a tank top and a skirt, just so it would be easier. We stopped at the gas station and then realized I had forgotten the directions. So we swung back to the apartment, I ran in and got them and then we were on our way.
The piercing parlor was pretty easy to find. There was about a half hour wait, so Master went and sat in the car while I stayed put. He told me to call Him when I was ready to get stabbed.
So I waited, and then when it was my turn I called Him on His cell, and He said to just go ahead and get it done and then come out to the car. I was a bit shocked by this because this entire time He was saying how He wanted to be in the room with me. And He's always been in the room when I've gotten tattoos or piercings before.
So I go into the room and the piercer asks if it would be okay to do the nipples first. I said sure, that wasn't a problem. So I hop onto the chair/bed thing and pull my tank top down.
She cleans my right nipple first, and then puts a dot on each side. She has me make sure it looks straight, and then has me lay back. She takes the clip (that's what I call it, the thing to make sure everything lines up and that it doesn't move) and puts it on me, then has me take a deep breath, a quick stab of pain and the needle is all the way through. She then puts the barbell through and asks if I'm okay. I tell her I'm fine and thank her for asking.
She moves to the left side and repeats the same process. As far as pain goes, it was basically like Master biting my nipple with His K-9s really hard. It really wasn't that bad.
She then puts gauze over my nipples in case I bleed at all, and I pull my tank top back on. We now move on to the VCH.
I hop off the table, and take my thong off. She puts something down on the chair/bed and I hop back up. She has me lay down and I spread my legs. She cleans the area and puts the dot there. I told her that I would trust her judgment on this one. She smiled at me, and said she was sure it was going to look beautiful.
She takes the receiving tube and puts it into place, that felt really weird. Then before she grabs the needle she said, "Whatever you do, don't close your legs." I almost giggled at that.
So I promised my legs would stay open. She took the needle, told me to inhale, and shoves. I arched my back just a little bit, but not because it hurt. It was more of a "WTF" sensation. Once she's done I sit up and take a look. Awesome!
I hop off the table, and she starts cleaning the workstation. I grab my purse and give her a nice tip, because she did a rocking job. I put my thong back on, grab the after care instructions, and thanked her.
I got to the car and Master asked how I was. I told Him I was hungry, so we went out to dinner. After that we went to Walgreens and I picked up the things I would need for cleaning the piercings. When we got home, I took off my tank top, and then the gauze. Master's first words were, "That's hot." *giggles*
Then I took off my skirt and thong. Master said, "I can't see it!"
So I walked up to Him and spread my pussy lips a little. He licked His lips, so I'm taking that as a "Damn that looks good."
So, it was a great experience and I'm really glad I got it done.
The jewelry is the surgical stainless steel, implant grade. So I shouldn't have any problems with them at all.
CarrieAnn already asked for pics, so maybe Master will do them tonight or tomorrow. :-D
Today was a hectic day at work. The applications I use went down again today for a good hour and a half. So that meant I couldn't really get anything done, which also means I had a hell of a lot to catch up on.
Also I had a meeting to go to today, and the supervisor was 20 minutes late because she was stuck on a call. So that made me get behind even more.
So, to remedy the situation I cut my lunch break short and cranked out my work load. I got caught up pretty quickly, because you know.. I rock and what not. ;-)
Master actually got out of work at a half way decent time, for that job, today. But He isn't feeling the greatest. He's been getting up at the ass crack of dawn and then working 10 plus hours. So needless to say I have a tired Yote on my hands when we both get home.
Today when I got out of work, instead of sitting in the car like usual, Master was standing outside, leaning against the building. I was so happy! I walked up to Him and got a big hug right away. Then He put His arm around me as we walked across the street to the car. I loved it! It was a very nice surprise. (I not so secretly hope He does that more often.)
I really need to get a frame so I can put up a picture of us at work. It'll have to be our wedding picture because the only other "work safe" picture we have of us was taken by His mother and we look really goofy in it.
We need new pictures of us. *nods* Maybe professional ones. That would be nice.
Master told me last night that He wants to start looking for a new job. So tonight I created a profile for Him on a job seeking website and put in His resume to a few places. I'm helpful like that, ya know.
In case anyone is wondering about His head/nose, He's fine. No dizziness or anything like that. Just some skin missing. (NASA Yote! *dun dun dun*)
This evening has been rather quiet. We've just been relaxing.
I'm just glad that tomorrow is payday. Whoo hoo! Money! *giggles*
Which means I get to pay the last 2 bills for the month. Joy and rapture.
Tomorrow, after work, we are going down to visit my father. Thankfully if we stay late, it won't be a big deal because we can sleep in on Saturday. I much prefer going there on Fridays or Saturdays. Any other time, and we end up staying late and kicking ourselves for it the next morning when we attempt to roll out of bed at 6:30am.
I'm also hoping my paycheck is big enough so I can go get stabbed at the tattoo/piercing parlor Saturday. That would be awesome. And painful. Which is also awesome.
And then, on Monday.. I'll be walking around my job going, "Wow this feels weird." .. and .. "I hope no one can tell that I have pieces of metal shoved through my nipples," .. Why? Because it's a very um, yuppie.. enviroment and those are questions I don't really feel like fielding only 45 days into a job.
That would be funny though. Some one walks up, "WTF is wrong with your nipples?! Quick this woman has a growth! She needs a doctor!"
Although, I'm getting barbells, so it probably won't be so bad. The last time I had my nipples pierced, I had hoops. They were very noticable depending on the shirt I was wearing.
Master had to go into work at 6am today. I got up shortly after He left and got ready for work as well.
Work today was a little hectic at first. The applications that I use went down not once, but twice this morning. And the 2nd time it happened it was down for a little over an hour, which mean I had fuck all to do. Oh well. I caught up. No biggie.
However, apparently Master is indestructible. He works with huge hoses and heavy machienery at work. Today, Master and two coworkers of His went out to a job site. While they were pulling hose from one place to another, the end of the hose, which has a metal cuff on it, bitchslapped Master. Right in the face!
Actually it hit the bridge of His nose and slid down. I guess He was just pouring blood out of His nose for a while. Everyone thought He had broke His nose. But nope. Not Master. He's never broken a bone or any cartiledge. (Which is amazing given some of His jobs, car accidents, and various shit He's been through.) In fact they told Him to go sit down for a while. He did. For about 5 minutes, and then He went right back to work. He's crazy, ya know.
He called me to tell me what had happened and to let me know He's okay. I asked if He was going home or staying at work. He said He was going to stay at work because He felt fine. I went into like ulta protective/worried mode and started asking if He was dizzy, what color the blood was, if He thought He needed to see a doctor, etc.
He reassured me that He was fine.
So today when He picked me up from work, He had already been able to take a quick shower, so He had cleaned Himself up.. and it doesn't really look that bad. He's missing some skin on His nose, and then just between His eyes He's missing a few layers of skin.. but other than that He's a-okay.
It's getting closer to the weekend. And Friday we get paid. Hopefully, after bills and what not we'll have enough left over to be able to go ahead and get those piercings done on Saturday. I hope, I hope, I hope!
I'm excited and yet nervous about that. It's been a while since I'd had a piercing done. I'd say about 4 1/2 years ago is the last time I had a piercing done. (The ears don't count.)
But I'm also trying not to get to excited just in case we can't afford it this pay period.
Today was fun. We went down to my mother's to give her a mother's day present early. Why? Because tomorrow Master has to work (boo!) and we wanted to be able to just relax and enjoy our time together after He's done.
So after we visited with my mom, we came home and chilled. I restored the computer to it's original settings. By the way, I found out this computer is from 2004! Holy hell. That's like.. ancient.. in computer years. After that was done, which took forever I might add, I put our backed up files back in, reinstalled our preferred security center, and then downloaded Firefox (because I fucking hate IE) and then added in most of our bookmarks.
Joy. I'm hoping this buys us more time so we can save up a little and get a nice computer, instead of having to get a cheap one because we need one right now, ya know? Now, I'm not talking about saving up for like an Alien Ware or anything, even though I think I would cream myself if I had one.. *drools* Just a mid range computer.
So then I called to a few different tattoo/piercing parlors. Why? Well the one I thought I was going to was rather cheap, and when it comes to piercings.. cheap doesn't equal good. Also, I talked to the piercer on the phone and she couldn't recommend anything regarding jewelry for people with a nickel allergy. Red flag! Danger Will Robinson!
So yeah. No.
I finally found the place I'm going to. It's about a half hour drive, and they are a little pricey, but the woman knew her shit. I talked to her for about 15 minutes and she knew all about nickel allergies and I explained why I wanted titanium and she said that maybe before I was using cheap jewelry, and that is why I had so many problems. So she told me what she would recommend besides titanium, and said that unless I have a very extreme reaction to nickel, which I don't, that would work perfectly. So ta-da! I'm hoping to go next Saturday. I asked her if she would be willing to do all three piercings at one time (both nipples and the VCH) and she said yes, that wouldn't be a problem at all. I asked if I should be concerned with any thing along the lines of healing if I get all three done, and she said no unless I have a weakened immune system, which I do not. In fact I have a kick ass immune system. So rock on. Master seems pleased.
In other news, I was kneeling at Master's feet and we were nuzzling one another when I said, "I love You." And He said, "I love you too." So I was being a bit of a smart ass and said, "Promise?" and He looked at me like I had lost my damn mind and said, "Duh."
I laughed and nuzzled His legs. He said, "What do you want me to say?" So I said, "Something romantic!"
He again looks at me like I'm crazy and for whatever fucked up reason says, "Caw! Caw! Bang! Fuck, I'm dead." (Bonus points if you know what movie that is from. Remember, we quote movies all.. the.. time.It's sick really.)
And I almost fell over laughing, pointed at Him and said, "That's not romantic at all."
His reply? "So? It was funny as hell."
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why He's my Husband. We both have fucked up senses of humor.
It seems that we are going to have to buy a new computer soon. This one keeps locking up on us to the point where we have to shut it down manually and then wait a little while, restart it and then hope it doesn't lock again.
So today after we got home from Master picking me up from work, and going out to dinner, I backed up all of our important files. You know, like ones dealing with finances, wedding pictures, resumes, and of course.. the nude pictures of me.
We can't afford a new tower right now. So, we have to at least wait until next weekend when our paychecks hit.
Fair warning, if this computer takes a dump between now and then.. we won't have any way to do blog posts or anything of that nature. So if the blogs get quiet for a little while, that's why.
I plan on wiping the computer tomorrow and then reformatting it, just to try and buy us some time. Whether that works or not.. I have no idea. Hell, it may make the computer die for all I know. But it's an old computer. Almost as old as our relationship. (It's probably about 5 years old.) It's amazing how quickly these things become obsolete. And yet, it's a love/hate relationship. Technology pisses me off, but I'm addicted to it at the same time.
As far as the piercings go.. I've decided to go with the titanium jewelry. I called the place I think I'll be going to, and they have it. It costs a little bit more, but whatever.
Master said if the piercer won't do all three at once, I'm getting my nipples done first. Or maybe we'll just get the nipples done and let those heal.. and maybe go back and get the VCH at a later time. Who knows. We probably won't know for sure until we actually go there.
I'm hoping we can get it done next week, but with the expensive of the computer involved, it may be a bit longer. But Master should have some overtime on this upcoming check... bah.. I don't know. We'll figure it out next week. :-)
First, some background. I used to have my nipples pierced. However, one of them got infected and I freaked and took them out. I think it was the wrong kind of jewelry. You see, I have a nickel allergy and I fucking hate it with a passion. I think my body was rejecting the piercings because of what the jewelry was made of or some shit. I don't know. This was over four years ago.
So anyway, I've always liked the idea of a vertical clit hood piercing. So on the ride to work today B was talking about flogging, and for some fucking reason that triggered my thoughts on the piercings. So I said it, and B was like, "Um.. and what does Coyote think about it?" and I said that He loved the nipple piercings, but as far as a vertical clit hood piercing I have no idea. So I vowed to talk to Master about it.
B then asked how I felt about labia piercings and I told him that they look fine on some people but I ssooo do not want any. No thank you.
So anyway, B had to go to work early so I was at work by 7am. I decided to actually clock in at 7:30am. Yay! An extra half hour on the paycheck.
Master called me a little after 9am and I asked Him if I could call Him on my lunch break. He said that wouldn't work cause His lunch was at noon and mine is at 12:30pm, so He'd already be back at work. So I asked Him if I took my lunch early, if we could talk. He said yes, and then asked what I wanted to talk about. I couldn't say it, cause I was on the work phone.. so He asked for generic subject. I told Him "Piercings." He said, "Top or bottom?"
I responded with, "Bottom." To which I got a surprised, "Really?!"
That was that. So I asked my supervisor if I could talk my lunch a half hour early, and he said yes. So I'm giddy the entire time. I literally was sitting there trying not to apply unneeded pressure on my clit, cause suddenly I was horny. Why? I guess cause of the upcoming conversation.
Noon finally rolls around and Master calls my cell. I pick up only long enough to tell Him I'll call Him back in a few minutes. (I had to get away from my desk. I can't be on my cell on the floor.)
So I get outside and call Him back. He doesn't sound like He's in a great mood. But He asks me what brought this up. I said I had been reading quite a few blogs lately that mentioned piercings and the thought just popped into my head, so I said, "Why not?"
To which He responded, "Because I won't let you."
I literally stopped in my tracks. Not because of what He said, but because He sounded pissed. So I quickly grew very docile as He went through the reasons as to why not, only answering with "Yes Sir." . 1) Some stranger touching me down there, 2) Healing time and having to go easy on me during that time. I think there were a couple of others but I don't remember.
He then asked if there was anything else, so I said, "No Sir." And He said that He was going to get back to His lunch then. We had spent maybe 5 minutes on the phone. The giddiness washed out of me rather quickly. He had said He wasn't mad at me, that He was just having a bad day, but for some reason I thought He had reacted that way because I had brought the subject up.
When He picked me up from work He apologized for how He had reacted. He assured me that it honestly had nothing to do with me. He had been having a bad day at work, and He took it out on me without meaning to.
So we approached the subject again. He brought up the whole stranger touching me thing, and I said that I wanted a female piercer anyway. He said that would be preferred. As far as "going easy on me" I said we could still have vaginal sex, we'd just have to be careful that my clit wasn't rubbed to much.. (basically me on all fours, that kind of stuff..) He brought up my nickel allergy and I said I'd make sure I got hypoallergenic jewelry.
So basically at the end of the conversation He said that fine, I could get the clit hood piercing done.. however I also had to get my nipple piercings redone at the same time. Three piercings, one sitting. I asked if He missed the nipple piercings or something and He said that yes He did.
So there we have it. Master said I may find a place I want to go to, get it priced out, make sure I get a female piercer and then we'll make an appointment.
So yes, I want to be stabbed three times by needles and then have pretty shiny things shoved into my sensitive flesh. *shivers* Sounds delicious doesn't it? Oh! And I want barbells. Not hoops. I had hoops the last time I got my nipples pierced and I think that was part of the problem, they kept getting snagged on my clothing. That probably did not help the whole getting infected thing.
So.. anyone have any suggestions and/or advise?
How about recommendations on places to go? We live in the Milwaukee area.
