It's been almost one year since I got my first piercings, when I realized it I started to reflect on how they have impacted my life.
Those first piercings were wonderful and a little addicting. Even though they were not done correctly and eventually torn out they started me on my journey of getting piercings for my Master's pleasure. My first set was tiny, two small little horseshoes just barely clinging to my cunt lips. Looking back at those pictures from the first set going in, to what I have now is very enlightening. Master of course has been on the phone with me doing a video chat each time I’ve gotten pierced, and I am very glad of it. My very first time was not very painful, this was due to it being done incorrectly but I am glad of that experience. It taught me a lot about just how much of a slut I am, and when I discovered that it had not been done correctly I had the courage to go back to the person who had done it and not just complain by yelling and screaming at the person like so many people do but I went back and told them that this was not just a piercing to look cute but something very important to me. This was not done on a whim. This was done to show my submission to my Master. I am showing that my body is my Master's. These piercings show that this part of my body belongs to Master. To me, the feeling of these rings in my cunt lips is like his hand covering and protecting a very intimate piece of me. Something I will only share with Master. I currently have eight rings between my legs, and for me, these rings mean more to me than any wedding ring ever would. These rings show I belong to Master. I feel his touch in my most intimate place every moment of every day. It gives me great comfort and joy like none I had ever dreamed could exist. I can't wait until Master decided to let me get more.
Slave E, I belong to Master