CHAPTER 22:
Lydia directed the piercer, stating: "It is crucial that your hands do not obstruct her pussy. I can maneuver the camera around it, provided you execute slow movements.
Proceed slowly with the procedure, and everything will be satisfactory."
She did not express something along the lines of 'I will ensure my camera does not disrupt your work'—her sole focus was on the quality of the video. The safety of the piercer's procedure was not her priority.
The piercer responded, "Understood, I can accommodate that, but first, I need to ascertain what type of piercings we are applying today and their locations."
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She positioned her finger near my clit and elaborated to Lydia, “Do you see this? When I apply pressure next to her clit, it protrudes. When I release, the skin retracts but never completely conceals the clit.”
Her manipulation around my clit elicited a powerful wave of arousal. I was likely moist between my lips, yet no one commented on it. Lydia inquired, “You mentioned it being tricky. Does that imply you are able to proceed with it?”
"I have previously accomplished this with even less skin available. It will require more time than usual. It is your decision, everyone."
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The piercer took a marker and marked three dots on each of my inner lips. She clarified, "I still need to determine if you want the inner labia piercings high, adjacent to the clit, in the middle, or low, near the vaginal opening."
Lydia asked, "What do you suggest?"
The piercer replied, "It truly depends on how she masturbates. Perhaps we should ask her if she is - - - -“
Lydia interrupted, saying, "Let’s position the labia piercings next to the vaginal opening. I have seen that before. It appears fantastic."
The piercer replied, "Very well then."
What just transpired here? The piercer was on the verge of inquiring about my method of masturbation to make an informed choice regarding the placement of the piercings, when Lydia interjected and made a decision based on what appeared more aesthetically pleasing.
I was becoming increasingly distressed yet found myself unable to articulate my feelings due to the gag in my mouth. I was incapable of dismounting from the chair; I was completely restrained.
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He untied me, removed the gag, and guided me to the large mirror. I stood unclothed before the mirror and squatted slightly, pulling my lips apart to examine the work of the piercer. It was challenging to see clearly from this perspective.
I then sat in front of the mirror, drew my legs back, and viewed my pussy from a different angle. At that moment, I could appreciate the piercer's work. I did indeed look impressive.
Subsequently, I walked over to the couch and sat down opposite Lydia. "Would you be interested in collecting royalties for this one?" she inquired.
Instinctively, I spread my legs before responding and asked, "Will it be the same arrangement as last time?"