Since I’ve been recovering, I’ve spent most of my time resting, working and doing some kink at home but other then that my days have been pretty anti-social. PG and I decided that going to MVK would be a perfect opportunity to have some fun and let me be social with the freedom to leave if I’m not feeling well.

Poster
It was really nice getting out to MVK and seeing some of my friends that I haven’t seen in a couple of months. It was getting a bit overwhelming with people touching my arm (not aware of the injury) and after saying hi and socializing a bit, I started to get a bit drained until PG joined me and we headed over to the medical table.
We draped the table with my red latex sheet and PG helped me strip down to my lace and heals. After getting everything set up, I leaned back on the table to have hemp rope draped around the top and bottom of my breast to form a breast harness, that was attached to the table. It’s a beautiful experience, before the ropes went on, I noticed people in the lounge area, looking at various scenes and randomly spotting friends. However, once the ropes touched my breast, I immediately focused on them and PG. It’s amazing how you can be in a hall full of people, aware of them one minute and the next they cease to exist.
He started out by teasing me, slowly slipping on the black gloves, cleaning my skin and prepping for what was about to happen. He started by putting the first needle in, cleanly and quickly. Before I could even moan, the needle was in and I could already feel the endorphins starting. He proceeded by alternating between each breast, varying technique and forming crosses on each one. He would stop in between each needle and play with them, pushing down, twisting and whatever else he desired. I gasped, screamed and moaned depending on what he was doing. I was flying high and before I knew it, I had 4 crosses in each breast.

Some of the marks from the piercings. Taken the next day.
I looked down and was amazed, needle play is always fascinating for me. I love the look of them inside me, how you can see the metal in the skin and the designs. He wasn’t done with the needles just yet. He took one needle out of the case and started to scratch and tease me with it. He would slowly run it along my breast and cut me lightly in a few spots. The feeling was breath taking, every time he would move it along my skin, I would jump and embrace the feeling of it.
Before I knew it, he picked up the violet wand and turned it on. He started by running it along my inner thighs. It looked beautiful with the dim light of the play area. You could see the arch and zaps perfectly. After running it along my thighs, he moved up to my breasts. The wand would arch towards the needle before it would fully connect. It was alluring watching it and as the play continued I became immersed in watching. The tingling yet slightly painful feeling was intense. At one point, the needles felt like it was burning me but it turned out it wasn’t and PG touched it to relieve any concerns I had. We continued to play until I was moaning and slightly screaming with the sensations of the violet wand running along my skin.

Part of the left over blood. Taken at home.
By this point, I was extremely high and floaty. PG continued to touch me and connect with me. I started to get a bit cold and a blanket was put on me as we rested together, admiring the scene that just took place. It was then time to take the needles out, which is one of my favourite parts. He slowly started to pull out one of the needles and droplets of blood started to form. As more of them came out, the blood started running along the side of my body. I could feel the blood along my body, dripping down and loved it. I could of been on the table for hours, playing with the blood and having PG and I become immersed in it.
After all the needles were out, we cleaned up a bit however I still wanted to leave a bit of blood on me for the way home. We put his inner lining of his jacket on me, my sweater and a blanket and went to the after care area to rest and recover.
It was an intense scene and so much fun. My nipples were aching, I had the biggest smile on my face and I was pleasantly floating with a wonderful hangover, from the enorphines that is still lingering as I type.











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