“Are you sure about this?” My boyfriend asked me as I laid under him, licking him. The aroma of his musk coming from his dick and balls as I licked, clouded my mind.

“Yes. I’ve wanted this for a long time.” I said, kissing under his dick.

I just couldn’t stop touching myself.

The heat spread through my mind and the idea just kept getting more enticing.

And yet.

I still didn’t want to fuck him.

Yes. I wanted to make him cum.

Yes. I wanted to feel his warm seed covering my tits.

I wanted to please him.

I wanted to taste him.

And I loved to tease him.

But.

Somehow, I felt like I was not allowed to fuck him.

Like I didn’t have permission.

I felt like there was something I had to do first; before I could bend over the table, or lay on the bed with my legs spread.

Before I could feel his cock penetrating my pussy lips.

No.

First I needed to…

“Yes, I am sure I want to get my nipples pierced. It’s-” I licked the underside of his cock. God I wanted to get something inside me, his cock, anything.

But I couldn’t. Not yet.

“I see myself in the mirror,” I said between kisses, jerking his cock.

“And I just can’t help but imagine, two rings, joined together by a silver chain.”

I felt his cock twitch.

“And then, someone, you,” I could taste his precum, bitter but delicious, “Your hands, cupping my breast,” He pulled my nipples making me moan against his cock, “Pulling my chains.”

He pulled harder on both nipples. It was a delicious pain that made me do the same to my pussy, pinching, and pushing fingers inside.

“Kissing me.”

I said and engulfed his cock, he was almost there.

He thrust with his hips, fucking my mouth, and I felt his dick throb, the warmth of his seed releasing directly on my throat.

I pulled back. Pushing him outside. I wanted him to coat my tits.

“Yes!” I moaned and flicked my clit until I reached my orgasm.“Fuck. Yes.”

Panting, laying on the bed, I kissed his gorgeous cock before he collapsed opposite to me.

“That’s hot. I already got the appointment ready for tomorrow.” He said caressing my legs, kissing my thighs.

“Thank you,” I said and kissed his cock again.

“It’s perfect. Because I won’t be able to pull on your nipples while they heal from the piercings. And I will have to go to that training seminar for a few weeks.”

“Yes,” I said with a pang of sadness. Three weeks without him, where I would be lonely and have to deal with my fantasies by myself, without touching my nipples.

Crawling over the bed, I got next to him to be hugged. To feel his embrace one last time before he left in the morning, with a kiss, we both fell asleep.

I am sure these would be the longest three weeks of my life.

I pulled over by the tattoo parlor where I was supposed to get my nipples pierced. It was a small store on the second floor of a tiny mall downtown.

Inside, there was the very distinct sound of the inking machine working and someone groaning. A young girl was working as a receptionist. She had raven black hair and a few tattoos and piercings. She looked hot.

“Hi,” I said, “I think I have a reservation today.”

She gave me the cutest little smile and opened her mouth to show another piercing in her tongue.

“Sure, can you tell me your name?”

“Annie,” I said and waited for her to find my name in the little notebook.

“Sure, Val was waiting for you. This way.”

She led me behind a red velvet curtain and showed me to the chair. It was a small booth with all the silver instruments. I felt a shiver go down my spine as nervousness and doubt took hold of me.

“Annie?” A female voice said and I saw a gorgeous, tall, tattooed redhead, peek from behind the velvet curtain.

“I’m Val.” She shook my hand, “first time getting a piercing?” She said.

I gawked at her and managed to lift my mouth from the floor.

“Oh, Uhm, not really,” I said and showed her my earrings, “But that was when I was a baby and I don’t remember anything from back then.”

Val laughed with the most melodious voice.

“Would you like it to be like that?” She said holding my trembling hands. The design of her tattoos was almost like a dark vine growing from somewhere in her body all the way to her neck and flowering with colors in her hands.

“Like full body anesthesia?” I said staring at the beautiful colors in her hands.

“Heh.” She chuckled, “Not exactly.” She said lifting one hand. “Have you ever been hypnotized, Annie?”

I saw her hand move in front of me, dancing. It was almost like I could see an after image of it, making beautiful designs with every motion of her fingers.

It was hard to answer.

“Yes.” I said, “My ex.”

Val chuckled again. It was a colorful spectacle that I followed with my eyes. Flowing.

“Really? How was it?” She said.

I moaned at the memory.

“It felt really good,” I said.

“Did it?” Her hands moved back and forth, up and down.

“Yes,” I replied almost automatically.

“Would you mind pulling down your top for me?”

“Yes,” I said and pulled down the straps of my top, showing my naked breasts.

“You came prepared, didn’t wear a bra today.”

“Yes. I felt it would only get in the way.” I said.

“Good decision. It would probably be uncomfortable either way after we are done.” Val said and touched my nipples, she was wearing latex gloves.

“You were telling me about your ex, he used to hypnotize you, it felt good right?”

Val pulled on my nipples, harder. Her touch felt cold, but her pinch on my nipples felt incredibly good.

“Yes,” I said drifting on and off to the movement of her hand.

“Did he use it to turn you on?” Val said, my nipples were completely erect and I felt blood rushing to my face. It was a familiar feeling, being exposed, turned on, and falling deep as her hands moved like waves, pulling me and pushing me.

“Yes.” I whimpered. I felt horny, getting wet.

“Did he used to play with your nipples when under?” Her voice was husky, sexy.

“Yes,” I said, my eyes fluttering.

“Did he use to make you cum?”

“Yes,” I moaned. Val was making circles on my breasts, caressing my nipples.

“I want you to focus on that feeling. That pleasure that you used to feel.” She said pulling on my nipples.

“Yes,” I said and remembered the motion, the pleasure building inside my body.

“You are not going to feel any pain, just a pinch, and that pinch will drive you over the edge, do you understand Annie?” Val’s voice echoed inside my mind.

“Yes,” I said. It was pleasant, her words filled my head with a soft pink mist that permeated my whole body, making it shiver in delight.

“Good, I am going to touch your forehead, and you are going to fall deep for me. Enjoy the feeling.” Val’s hand got close to my head and pushed me slightly.

I leaned back on the chair, and fell, fell into the pleasant feeling of her caresses, the smoothness of her gloves fondling my skin, my breasts.

Then I felt something tingle on my areolas.

Her fingers pulled on my nipples.

It felt numb, but in a good way.

And then.

The first pinch.

I convulsed, my eyes rolling back as I threw my head back.

I grabbed onto the chair with all my might as the first orgasm hit me throughout all my body.

“We are not done yet, my dear,” Val said caressing the other breast.

“When I pierce your other nipple, you are going to enjoy this so much that you are going to cum hard, you can yell and scream as much as you want, you can thank me if you want.”

Her voice bounced inside my head. I was holding back a moan in my throat.

“And you will enjoy this so much, that you will come back to me after your nipples have healed. Do you understand? Annie?”

“Yes,” I said gasping. Almost pleading, “Yes. I will, I will cum again.”

“Good Girl, Annie,” Val said and I felt another pinch. It hurt. But it hurt so good.

I felt the wave of pleasure go like electricity over me. From my nipples to my pussy. My lower back, my head searing pink and red in pleasure.

I gasped and yelled Val’s name over and over.

“Thank you,” I said as the orgasm faded and blanketed my body, leaving me expended and my panties soaking.

“Fuck.” I said, “Thank you.”

Val gave gentle slaps to my breasts and cleaned the area around my nipples, placing something that stringed over the wound, but in a good way.

“Good girl,” Val said and kissed me on the cheek.

I heaved and collapsed in the chair, the mist surrounding me.

“Now, slowly, as the orgasm fades, I will wake you up, your waking mind will forget this. But your body and your subconscious will remember this feeling and you will come back, do you understand Annie?”

“Yes,” I said as loudly as a whisper.

“Good girl,” She said and caressed my face, “Slowly, let your mind wake up, breath in, and relax.”

Val’s voice echoed. I felt refreshed.

She guided me up.

And I remembered. But not.

It was. Nice.

I didn’t need to remember all of it.

I remembered falling under.

She counted upwards.

My eyes blinked several times, trying to make sense of my surroundings.

There was something, something that felt good. Something that I forgot

She said I had to remember to forget.

I opened my eyes, and Val smiled at me. She looked gorgeous.

“Remember, you have to come later, to see how they are healing, you understand? Annie?”

I nodded, stretching. It was such a marvelous experience. It didn’t hurt at all.

Looking down, I smiled. There they were, two silver rings hanging from my nipples.

The receptionist handed me a mirror.

“How do you like them?” She said.

“They look amazing,” I said, beaming.

“You think he will like them?” Val said.

“Who?” I said.

“Never mind.” Val caressed my neck, it was too intimate. But I didn’t pull away.“Anyway, I will see you soon.” She said and kissed me goodbye on the cheek. “Marie will program your next appointment.”

“Thank you, see you soon,” I said, but Val was no longer there.

“So, here is your next appointment.” Marie, the receptionist, said and handed me a card with the time to come back. I stared at the black lipstick on her lips.

For some reason, I just felt like I wanted to kiss her. The feeling of kissing my partner after a great orgasm, after sex.

But I held back.

“By the way,” Marie said, “While you were with Val, someone came to pick you up.”

I cocked my head to the side. It couldn’t be Denis, he was traveling.

“How’ve you been Val,” The deep, familiar voice said.

Then I turned back.

There he was, standing with that cocky, sexy smile, with short curly hair and bright brown eyes. He was confidently leaning on the frame of the door.

“Thank you for calling me,” Nicolas said, “I didn’t expect you to actually go for it, and after so long.”

My Ex walked toward me and took my hand, he kissed it, gentlemanly, just like he always did back then.

“What?” I said gulping, “What are you doing here?”

He held my hand.

“I came, just like you asked me. Let’s go, we have so much to talk about.”

I followed him, holding his hand.

Between my legs, I felt that need grow, the one he always managed to unearth. And a single word appeared on my mind as we walked away.

“Finally.”