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My Prince Albert Piercing Experience, Part Two

This is a continuation of my recounting of events in October 2015.

Part 2

The Shop and Consult

We drove up on Saturday. We arrived at the shop and walked in. The place was immaculate. The first thing we saw walking in the door was some poster-sized artsy photos of pretty people with full body tattoos, ‘extreme’ piercings or body modifications, and the like. There was some electronica softly playing in the background. Nothing garish or shocking. Good first impression.

The girl behind the desk asked what brought us in and I said I was looking to get a PA. She said “Oh cool, there’s only one other person before you,” as she handed me a form to fill out and then she asked for my license to make a copy. I got a tattoo when I was 18 so I was expecting to have to fill out and sign the standard ‘liability waiver’ type of form. I signed and handed the form back and she handed me my license. She said that he would probably come out and chat with us before his next client.

In the waiting area there was a younger couple, probably our age, and another couple probably around 50ish. The shop’s tattoo artist came over after a few minutes to talk to the older couple. I guess the Mrs. wanted a tattoo because he handed her a few sheets of paper and they started chatting about the various designs he had sketched out for her based on whatever she had asked for. I tried to eavesdrop but whatever they were talking about was really abstract so I couldn’t figure out what the art might be. They were using a lot of terms and phrases like ‘flowing’ and ‘meadow-like, but not like, you know, grassy or anything. More like, maybe cloudy or something.’ Weird.

So that meant that one of the young ones was the next ‘piercee.’ You can call me Sherlock.

After a few minutes, Mr. and Mrs. Weird Abstract Tattoo left and we sat in relative silence. I wasn’t nervous at all. After another 10 minutes or so someone came out of one of the back rooms and the piercer waved the couple in. The girl got up right away and started walking, but stopped after a few steps and looked back. The guy looked at the piercer and said, “Would it be weird for me to go in with her?” and the piercer replied, “I think it’d be weirder if you stayed out here.” So the three of them went on to go put a hole (or holes) in the girl’s body.

She must have gotten a reaaaally simple piercing because they came jaunting out happily after less than 10 minutes. The piercer stuck his head out and said he’d be right with us.

After a moment the piercer came out of the room and walked over to the front counter where the girl and tattooist had been chatting for the last 20 minutes. They all chatted together for a couple of minutes and then the piercer walked over to us, now the only two people left in the waiting area. I was expecting to walk into the back room with him for the ‘consult’ but we actually just stood there and he introduced himself, asked how we heard about the shop, etc.

Then he said, “So, you’re thinking about a PA? Do you have any questions?” I asked about what gauge he’d recommend starting at because I’d read online that it’s crazy to do anything bigger than a 12, and others said it’s crazy to do any smaller than an 8. He told me that he strongly recommends starting at an 8 but if the anatomy is right he would be willing to go as much as 6, and likewise for 10 depending on anatomy. He explained that he uses the best piercing needles available on the market and they’ve been shown to not only produce better results and less bleeding but also allow for a larger starting gauge at the same time.

I told him that I was thinking about going to a 4 gauge, eventually, so that I could, eventually (don’t flinch, here it goes!) get a chastity device that used the PA. He didn’t bat an eye. He nodded in understanding and said that was good to know and he’d keep that in mind when he was considering placement. But he said that he’d probably still recommend starting at 8 gauge, even if I felt like I wanted to get to 4 as soon as possible in order to get the device. (He probably didn’t realize how right he was about my impatience! Or maybe he did) He suggested that stretching from 8 to 6 would help me understand my body and how it reacts to these things which in turn would benefit me when deciding if I really did want to go to 4, or if I did in fact want to use it with the device.

That made sense, but I also knew in the back of my mind that I can get a Lori with an 8 gauge if I really want to. I’m just hoping to have the patience/self-control to stretch to 4 before getting it. So his caution was not unheard but only time will tell if it goes unheeded. Either way, I’m confident in my ability to listen to my body and understand my limits and the difference between what’s merely uncomfortable and what’s actually painful/damaging.

So after some discussion on the piercing material (implant grade titanium only), he said he had to go and sterilize some tools and several different size piercings and then he would come out and get us. He walked away and GC and I sat back down. She looked at me and smiled as she let out a deep breath. She chuckled and asked me if I had been nervous. I shrugged and said not really. Having her next to me makes me bold and unashamed.

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