Submissive Coffee Club #226


We had only been together for a couple of months when Master told me that he would like me to have some piercings. Interestingly this was something I had also wanted for some time. I had discussed the idea with a previous Dom, but the time didn’t feel right for me and certainly that relationship was’t.

This time, Master and i discussed our ideas and they appeared to match up. We agreed on both nipples and clitoral hood. I was clear at the time that these would be my piercings, and while he came with me, I did the research and paid.

However, from the day that I was pierced they felt significant to us. They were real, but also a symbol of something that we both shared. They signified something I had been willing to do for him. A confirmation of my submission and his dominance over me. This feeling has continued.

Of course, such piercings are only as permanent as you wish them to be. If I removed my nipple bar now, the hole would probably be closed within hours. However, that probably isn’t the point. I really would like more piercings, and we are considering ones to the labia. These would be more significant, more painful and perhaps a little more kinky.

We have also discussed a tattoo. I held back on this for a long time as it was a feature of his previous relationship. Plus I am nervous for reasons of pain and permanency. However, I feel I am ready to do so. This relationship is as permanent as any can get and I know it is something he would like. For us it would be a real commitment.

From my point of view, commitment to the relationship is important, however equally so is that you both want this body modification. I may be a slave, but ultimately it has been a joint decision and something that has been for me to agree to.

pierced nipples – the reality

Getting on for 3 years ago I had my nipples pierced. It was the first sign of my submission to him and something I had thought about for a long time. In many ways it has been a fantastic experience, a source of erotic discovery. It made my nipples more sensitive and it makes me feel sexy at a time when my body is changing through age.
But finding the right kind of jewellery to wear has been more of a challenge. I have discovered that buying online is fraught with difficulty, what size ring or bar should you buy? How can you insert a ring when a bar was put in place by the piercer? How do you get those little balls in place (yes how do you do that when your manual dexterity isn’t what it was and you can no longer see the damn indent).
How to do you open and close the rings? How can you stretch those nipples? Which jewellery looks the prettiest?
Yep, this is the reality……..


365 Questions – 21st January

Today I wish I had more ……

Tone in my breasts. But I am a menopausal woman who is approaching 55 years of age. When I touch myself these days the flesh beneath my fingers feels soft and spongy rather than firm. This change is more noticeable when I am lying on my back, when the force of gravity causes them to fall away to the sides. The skin, once smooth and free of blemishes is puckered and if you look closely there are stretch marks. Signs of a time when I carried more weight and also the time when I was breastfeeding and my breasts swelled with milk.

But, all is not lost. They are a decent size and when I stand they retain sufficient tone that they are yet to droop down to my waist. Master loves to hold them in his hands, to pull and suck my nipples and he adores the piercings. We both love the piercings, the very first thing we did as a sign of my submission and his ownership of me and my body. When I wear a supportive, but well cut bra I know that I still look like a woman with a good pair of tits, or jugs as he often calls them.

My breasts may have lost tone, and they may be soft and squidgy rather than firm to the touch, but they are still a reasonable asset. Even if I had the money, I don’t think I would seek to change them, to enhance them, pretend I was 20 years younger. They are part of who I am.


T is for …

Torture and tits, sometimes these two things go together.

Torture in our relationship, might be the collective noun for all of the things that Master loves to do to inflict pain but also to give pleasure to his slave. What is more, he has a large collection of implements with which to achieve whatever outcome he is seeking. In those first few days of our relationship when it was all about play, I gave him the name gadget man here on my blog. The fact that he owned so much kinky stuff that could be used on another person was almost mind blowing, especially when you are blindfolded and don’t know what he might pull out of the cupboard next. I have come to both love and hate some of those toys, often in equal measure. The violet wand for example, generating pain and arousal, while crackling with electricity is both thrilling and a little scary. Master loves to explore new ways of making me wriggle, flinch and ultimately orgasm by using different attachments, and by touching different parts of my body and of course piercings. I will often complain, moan that I don’t like something, knowing all the time that I really do get off on it.

He has a number of floggers, paddles, whips and the like, he has leather bindings to tie you up, harnesses, dildos and vibrating things including the wonderful hitachi. Also though he can apply torture with his bare hands, pinching and twisting bits of my body. He also loves to bite and to see the  bruising that appears as a result. Tit torture is a bit of a favourite of us both, and having the piercings makes that all the more possible.

I have always been proud of my tits, they grew when I was pregnant and thankfully never returned to their previous smaller size. They are not too big – I am a 36D `- and have not shrunk down too much since this recent journey into weight loss (I have lost 1.5 stone, or 21lb). They are a little less pert than they were, however. I think this might be a menopause thing, which I am now about 2 years into.  The need for a supportive bra is increasing, however I think I can still get away with Master’s preference of no bra, when we are out and about especially during the summer. My nipples are not huge and so I am happy to give the stretching thing a go, something I plan to do over the coming weeks when I am home alone in the evenings. We’ll see what the results are. The nipple piercings did take time to heal, but now that they have done so I am enjoying trying new jewellery. Pierced nipples have added to the sensitivity of them and also to the enjoyment we both get when Master plays with them. It also gives more opportunity for torture!

A close up

P is for…………

Present for her nipple piercing (one thing today)

Master presented his girl with a present at the weekend. Something to help to stretch her pierced nipples. It would be true to say that both Master and slave are interested in stretching her nipples for His pleasure.
The bar is a little bigger than she is used to and it turned out that she could only manage to insert one into the right nipple. So, the left will rest for a couple of days before she tries again. Once the bar is in place, you fit the twisty cone thing and then gradually extend the nipple through the metal work. It is comfortable to wear, even when the nipple has been stretched through a couple of turns through the metal coil. It is a little uncomfortable inside clothes right now, and so would be good if you were sitting naked. This girl, being alone tonight has slipped into her pyjamas, though has found it necessary to expose her right tit. Something made her feel that putting a butt plug in place this evening could work well as a combo.
This gadget may well lead to hours of painful pleasure and arousal.

Piercing realities

When we had this girl’s nipples and clitoral hood pierced the emphasis was on finding a piercer who would provide this service in the cleanest, safest and most professional way. There were some issues with the original person, not that he wasn’t clean or professional, but that he seemed unwilling to have Master present. His first role was as a tatooist and he seemed to be more at home with t that role rather than the intimacy and potential embarrassment of a piercing.

One of the nipple piercings just never felt right, it was set deeper into the nipple than it should have been and caused a few problems. The little balls that screw onto the end of a bar can come loose and fall off, and one day, this happened, causing the bar to slip. within hours, one end of the piercing had healed and no end of pushing did any more than cause pain and bleeding. So at the end of last year, on a trip to Amsterdam, we had the piercing redone, in the right place, in the right way and it healed quickly. Now, this girl had the piercings we both wanted.

What has become clear though, is the difficulties involved in buying the right jewellery – size, shape and in being able to fit that jewellery. Bars are easy, so are nipple shields. It is the rings that can be tricky. Well, less the rings than the little balls that complete the circle and prevent the ring from falling out. Perhaps if you are more dexterous than this girl is and maybe if your eyes are younger then you can manage. But to be frank, this girl has struggled.
Ideally, there would be a clean and shiny friendly shop on every street corner where you could go for assistance. The reality here is that most piercings are performed in tattoo parlours, much as was our original experience. A place where the procedure took place in an upstairs room, a dark and private place hidden from the world. Finding a more open, bright place like in Amsterdam is not really available round here. So, it is difficult to find the advice you need – how wonderful it would be to be able to learn from an expert in an open and honest way. But there just isn’t that kind of place locally.
So, a compromise has been found for now. A ring that isn’t quite a ring. Something that doesn’t involve trying to push a little ball into the almost joined ends of a ring. Something like this.
This girl is very happy with this new ring. She knows that Master is keen for a chain to connect the rings, and we will get there. Meantime, loving the effect.

Lateral thinking

For us girls masturbation is all about applying direct pressure to your clit, or maybe your g-spot isn’t it? Plus it’s all about something you do for yourself.

Well no, sometimes neither of the above is true.
Sometimes it is about another person.
Another person who knows you and your body.
It is about the fact that there are many more erogenous zones for a woman than her clit and her cunt (something that this girl’s ex hubby knew nothing about).
For Master, who controls this girl’s orgasms, the application of lateral thinking is always an option. For Him, the owner of not only a girl’s nipples but the rings contained therein (plus the rest of her body) it is about making the most of what is on offer. To be frank, this Man is an expert where that is concerned.
Starting with a few little tweaks, He pinched hard. Immediately this girl felt a twinge in her cunt. She wasn’t sure if she was getting wet, but it was a good bet.
He leaned over and sucked on one tit, while squeezing the other.
This girl knew that He was serious and that it was likely that she was already close (damn that He does this do easily).
This girl felt compelled to squeeze her pelvic muscles and to arch her hips.
Master reminded this girl that all orgasms belong to Him. Of course, she knows this.
He pinched again and sucked some more. This girl knew she was close and she knew that needed to ask for release.
Master granted that release with a count of 10………….
He continued to work this girl’s nipples and it was as much as she could do to prevent herself from reaching that special place before He reached 1.
She managed it and felt her cunt throb in response. At no time did He touch her clit, but she certainly came. That man is an expert when it comes to lateral thinking. 



It is just over a year since, at the age of 51 I became a pierced woman. OK so I had my ears pierced at about age 12 or 13, but this is definitely different. These piercings of my nipples and clitoral hood are personal, sexual and are part of my submission.

I had already been thinking of writing about my experiences in this area, when I received an email from a fellow blogger asking just that. I have responded to her privately, but it feels like time to share my thoughts and feelings on this subject here. When I was considering doing this, it was quite difficult to find information that would help me decide whether I should take the plunge. Maybe then, the words on this page could help others.Why did I have these piercings?

Firstly this was something I wanted for me. At the time, I wasn’t (at least to my knowledge) a slave. I was still in control of my own body (though not orgasms). I think it is important however to want to have this done. Someone is going to pass pieces of metal through parts of your body and that will be painful. Your body won’t be quite the same again. Having said that, a person to share the experience with and who is going to enjoy your modified body is important.

For me, it was something I had wanted pretty much as long as I have realised I was kinky, but didn’t previously have the guts for. S and I discussed it and in his more Dominant moments he talked about taking me to have my piercings performed for him. This wasn’t to be, but it is interesting that Master and I had only been together for 3 months before it happened.

The decision wasn’t difficult once I knew it was something Master wanted. At the time, I was keen to pay for them myself and claimed ownership of them. Ultimately though they belong, along with the rest of my body, to Him. But then, perhaps that is a post for another day.

Choosing the piercer / establishment

It seems that people who provide this kind of service are also tattoo artists – this might not be universally true, but I have had two experiences and on both occasions this has been true.

Firstly I tried to find someone to carry out my piercings though friends. Sadly, the only possibilities though this route were a long way from where we live. I would suggest that if you can find someone who comes recommended, then this is your best avenue. I next consulted the internet and thought I had found a tattoo parlour which would fit the bill. Because of the intimate  nature of what was to be done, I wanted to find a woman and it seemed that the tattoo parlour closest to where Master lives had such a person working there. Sadly she was on maternity leave. So, I tried a place I knew close to my home, phoned to discuss and booked an appointment, against my better judgement with a man.

I am not sure that the sex of the piercer is really important, but things like personal recommendation and cleanliness of the establishment are. Also, in hindsight I would recommend visiting the shop and speaking the piercer before hand. Neither of which I did.

The day of the piercing

Take someone with you. This is a big event, it will cause pain and you might feel a little faint afterwards. Also, your partner may want to be with you, my advice is to agree to this as their presence is likely to be a help.

The most important thing once you are in the building is that they properly plan what they are to do. I had significant problems with my left nipple because the piercing was carried out too deeply into my nipple.

Cleanliness is really important and for this, alcohol will be used for cleaning. If you are lucky they will also use a freezing spray as a local anaesthetic (nipple, not cliteral hood). The piercing will be done using some kind of spring loaded contraption and you will now be wearing either a bar or ring in the agreed place.

Afterwards there will be some burning, some pain and maybe some bleeding. But you will be on a serious high. The worst is definitely over.


Salt water and soap and water are highly likely to be enough to keep the area you have had pierced clean. I say this as a nurse. The clitoral hood piercing caused little problems, other than a little initial bleeding. The nipples, however were sore for quite some time. They will weep, and get crusty, but good hygiene will sort this out. We were able to have sex within a week or so, and since Master was going away soon after He did play with the nipples a bit. I am not sure this is really recommended!

Changing the jewellery

I have to admit, that even though it’s been a year, I haven’t changed my clit piercing jewellery. This is likely to change this weekend coming. But Master will have to be the one to do it; I just can’t see it properly.

The nipple piercings I have changed quite a bit. I had bars at the beginning and have had trouble finding suitable rings I can change myself. So I have stuck to bars for now. That too is about to change. The biggest issue for me is that you can’t just walk into the average jeweller and buy nipple rings like you can ear rings. Well certainly in this area of the UK. I have therefore bought over the internet, which has resulted in a few mistakes, though nice ones.

The first change is painful, but after that, it becomes easier and easier.


As mentioned above, I had significant problems with my left nipple from the off. It was really in the wrong place. After I had changed the bars (about 4 months in), the left one accidentally fell out and couldn’t be replaced. This in hindsight was a good thing and a couple of months after that, I had the piercing redone. I haven’t looked back!The best things about being a pierced woman

They enhance your sexlife – Master loves to rub His cock on my clit jewellery; stimulating for Him and great for me. It also makes nipple play amazing.

Master loves that His girl’s body is altered for His pleasure – He really does love the power involved in this.

No one knows, unless you wear tight clothes – It is great hiding this kind of secret at my age, and it is great to have the option of being slutty!

I am not scared about having more piercings – I would quite like a labia piercing, but Master is worried about not being able to have sex.

The photos above are the real thing and the body belongs to Master.