Punk\'s First Piercing

       Punk’s First Piercing

Crystal Kowalski was drop dead gorgeous, with snow white skin, bright blue bobbed hair, larger B cup breasts, and a curvaceous, yet skinny body.  She was about 5’6 and a hit around the punk concerts and rave events that she had been attending ever since she moved out of her parent’s house, and into her own apartment.

       She was new to the scene.  Crystal’s parents forbade her, on the grounds of their religion, and on the grounds of tradition, ever to be able to do anything social.  For twelve years, she attended a tiny catholic school in the suburbs.  Even among the twenty person graduating class, she was not allowed to attend slumber parties, or even be out after dark, and would have to go home immediately if the group joined with any guys.  Her father always knew when she was hanging out with boys, and the two times she tried, her father would be waiting for her at the door with his belt in hand.  When she turned eighteen, she moved out without telling her parents, and moved into a small apartment, in a shady area of the city.

       In that apartment building, she met with a man named Jack, who owned a well known piercing and tattoo parlor on the inner city.  Jack was “Hardcore”, and showed Crystal around the city.  After awhile, she started going to clubs and shows and attending drunken parties at Jack’s place.  It didn’t take long for her to start noticing the way the guys were looking at her, and she learned that although she hated he catholic school upbringing, the school-girl look got the male attention.  Again she started wearing the uniform, which included a blue and black plaid mini-skirt (which she hiked up a decent amount) and a white blouse.

       The more Crystal partied, the more her new friends got her to enjoy their clique.  After only three months of being in her apartment, Crystal said goodbye to Jack and moved into the city.  Crystal loved having friends, boys and girls, who she could stay out with all night.  She grew up a lot in that year and by the time she turned nineteen started to drink and smoke marijuana.

Equipped with the school girl uniform- the blouse now had the sleeves cut off, and patches of her favorite bands added here and there, while the school girl skirt was covered in safety pins- she learned how to tease guys.  No matter what a guy had to offer, she would refuse to have sex with him.  The dates that she had lined up with usually ended with a kiss, and rarely followed with a second date.  At parties, she would get drunk and team up with other girls to make their guy friends beg for action.  However, she would refuse to go any further than teasing.

It was after one of these parties that she happened to drunk dial Jack.  As it happened, the rest of Jack’s year had not been so enjoyable.  After Crystal left, Jack’s girlfriend dumped him.  Jack’s girlfriend was a game programmer, and basically paid the bills for Jack’s apartment and parlor.  Although the piercing and tattoo parlor had made itself pretty popular among the punk crowd that Jack hung out with, it had not made itself self-sufficient yet.  Now Jack had been missing payments and soon he would be out of business- and homeless.

Crystal was struck sober as she heard this. “Oh… God Jack, is there anything I can do?  I mean, I don’t have much money…”

Jack hesitated, “I don’t know...  I had an idea the other day, and I’m getting a few guys to come over.  If everything goes well, I’ll be making enough money on the side to survive.”

“That sounds great Jack!  Can I possibly help?”

Jack hesitated again, “Nothing that I could possibly ask of you Crystal.”

“Just tell me.  You helped me get my feet in the city, the least I could do is help you keep your shop.”

There was silence for a small bit.  After a few minutes passed, Jack responded, “Why don’t you come to the shop this Saturday?  Around 8.  I’ll show you.”

On Saturday, Crystal got dressed up a bit.  She wore her school girl uniform, and put on some fishnets.  She wore her long neck boots, put her hair into pigtails, and even put on some dark lipstick.  This was the first time she had seen Jack in almost a year, and the dress was needed not just to look good, but to be the tease that she had become.

She took a cab down to the shop that Jack had put his time and effort into keeping alive.  The sign said “Pleasure Tips”, and had a few scantily clad women spray painted on the walls with tattoos and piercings all over their bodies.  Everything had a sort of anarchist look to it, which Crystal now felt at home with.  Without a thought, she entered Jack’s place.

The inside of “Pleasure Tips” was empty.  There were a few curtained off areas, and seemed pretty generic.  Despite the outside, the place looked clean and well kept- a safe spot to get an ear piercing or a teddy bear tattoo.  Since she didn’t see Jake, she called out for him.

When Jack, opened one of the curtains across the room, he seemed a bit on edge.  “Hello Crystal.  It’s your first time here, right?”  She nodded.  “Well, thanks for coming.  It’s empty now, but in a little bit the guys will be over here.”

He crossed the room and they hugged.  Stepping back, she looked at him.  He was clothed in dark leather pants and a black spiked leather vest.  He looked her up and down, to almost grade her. “So, how exactly can I help you?”

Jack hesitated.  Because he was usually very confident person, Crystal felt a little uneasy about him.  “Well, I wanted to show some… investors, about how fine my needles worked, and the… uh… elegance of a person with fresh piercings.  I see that you don’t have any piercing yourself…?”

Since he phrased it more like a question she answered “No, but I’ve been meaning to get something.”  She paused, and then smiled.  “Is that why you wanted me to come here?  So I could model your piercings?”

Jack smiled awkwardly.  “Would you mind?”

Crystal laughed.  “Of course not, I’d love to help be your sex appeal.”

“Thank you Crystal.  Let me get some things ready, I’ll be back in a second.”  Jack went into one of the shower-curtain rooms.  A second later, a phone across the room began to ring.  “H-Hey Crystal, c-could you get that?”  He sounded anxious, almost afraid.

Crystal still felt something a bit off happening as she crossed the room to get the phone.  “You know, Jack, you’re acting like the mob is coming.  Are these investors good people?  Or are they perverts or something?”  As she picked up the phone, she looked out the window.  “Hello?”

As she spoke into the phone, Jack slipped the handkerchief over her nose and mouth, held her until she passed out, then allowed her to fall into his hands.  Shaking his head, he closed the cell phone, and laid her out on the ground.  “You have no idea.”

With a bit of a headache, Crystal woke up with light shining in her face.  She was confused and disoriented.  As she began to look around, she saw the faces of guys and girls who were all looking at her.  Jack was there too, but he was hardly as excited as everyone else.  As she tried to move her hands, she noticed that she was rope-tied in a spread-eagle fashion.  It felt like she was on a wooden table.  She was glad to see that she still had her clothes on, so she didn’t believe that it was rape.

“Jack?”

Jack moved toward her.  “I’m sorry Crystal.  This was my last choice.”  Crystal didn’t like the way this was going.  Everything felt wrong, and as she moved her arms against the rope, it bit into her wrists.  She began to feel a huge weight on her stomach, as all the weird feeling she had felt before had come together at once. 

She started to fight a bit.  “What is this?  Tying my hands and legs like this?  Don’t you think I can handle an ear piercing?!”

A tall, lanky man with clean cut hair came over.  He looked important, with a well made pale-orange button up shirt, and dressy pants.  “Who said anything about ear piercing?”  In the background, a short fat guy said “Well, couldn’t we start with the ears?” with contempt, and a few people laughed.

She went pale, the pressure in her stomach sinking deeper into her gut, “Wait?  What?  What are you piercing?  Jack?  Jack?!”

Jack mumbled, “Everything.”

“What do you mean everything?”

The lanky man put his finger on her forehead, then dragged it down her face, and she followed his finger in stunned silence as his finger traced slowly down her neck, between her breasts, down her stomach and groped her vagina.  She gasped and bit her lip with tears welling in her eyes, and he said “Well, everything that counts at least.”

Jack looked at her and said, “I got some… rather wealthy people to help pay for my home and shop.  They want to see my team pierce a girl…  But they also want to see that girl feel it.”

Crystal choked.  “W-what?  Isn’t piercing supposed to hurt?”

The lanky man nodded.  “Of course it is, and some places hurt more than others.  I mean, when we drive needles through your nips and your clit, it’ll hurt a lot more than…  Hehe, more than an ear piercing.”  To this, a lot of people in the room laughed.

Crystal looked around frantically, tears starting to drip down her cheeks.  “Jack!” poured from her mouth as a hopeless moan.  She couldn’t think of what to say, so much was happening so fast, and everything felt like a dream.  The little punk rock girl with the blue hair, school girl uniform, and lipstick was now the grasshopper of a sadistic little boy plotting to tear off her wings.  She said the first thing that came into her mind “Won’t you need my clothes off to pierce those?”

Jack nodded sullenly.  “Yeah.  We kept your clothes on because we were going to do a rape…  Well, I guess you can think of it as a “strip tease”.”

Crystal yelped.  “Why?  These perverts don’t get off on needles do they?”

The lanky guy slapped her across the face and she yelped again.  “No, you stupid slut, they just sent a little under a million to this worthless shop because they wanted to see you ready for prom.”  She muffled a sob.  There were a few chuckles in the background, but it was pretty still.  It seemed like the people were a bit afraid to be here themselves.  Well, except for the girls.  The girls almost seemed excited, and ready to get the show on the road.

Jack made a hushing noise to the lanky guy.  “David, you don’t need to be so rough…  Crystal, I had to pull a lot of strings to make these guys feel comfortable enough to come in pursuit of their fetish.  Please don’t call them perverts.”

Crystal screamed hysterically.  Her face showed the crowd her fear and the crowd sucked it down hungrily.  “What do I care if they’re upset with you and your shitty shop?  Who the hell knocks out their friend and stabs them with needles just to get off some fat old perverts?”

David moved to her, but this time, Jack slapped her.  He was shaking, and he angrily whispered “This is my life’s dream!  I’ve always wanted to own a piercing and tattoo parlor!  You don’t get it, do you?  This is nearly a million dollars.  I can fix up this place, move it in another location.”  Crystal began to sob loudly, and Jake petted her head, like a broken old man trying to calm the last cries of his dead child out of his mind.  “Crystal, don’t cry.  Please, you’ll ruin the effect.  We’re not going to do anything that will permanently damage you.  Just, please calm down.”  On the contrary, a few men grunted in pleasure watching Jack and David slap the poor blue haired girl.  Jack didn’t want to see these men enjoying himself, and kept the pile of cash in his mind the whole time instead.

The crowd stirred and parted to let two more people into the foreground.  One was a short fat guy with a dragon tattoo down his arm.  He wore a leather jacket with studs on the collar, and leather pants.  He was grinning, which showed his cracked and yellow teeth.  The other person was a young woman.  She was taller than Crystal, and had platinum blonde hair that reach a bit further down her back than Crystal’s blue bobbed hair.  She had three ear piercings, a tragus ring on both sides, a helix piercing on both sides, and an earlobe piercing on both sides.  In her right side earlobe dandled a padlock, and on the left side dangled a small key.  She also had her left eyebrow pierced with a small golden ring, and her nose pierced with a stud.  She grinned as evilly as the man, but her teeth were in much better condition.

David climbed onto Crystal’s stomach, eliciting her struggles again.  “We’re almost ready for the show dearest, so maybe we should introduce the artists.”  Although David was speaking at her, it seemed like his was talking to the “investors”.  He seemed like the ring leader of a three ring circus.  “Jack does most of the facial piercings for the shop.  You know, all the eyebrow and ear and nose piercings that pour out of this place- all the easy ones for you punk princesses to deal with.”  With this, David grabbed her head and shook it around a little.  With the intensity of the situation, and the weight of him on her gut, the shaking made her feel a little bit sick.  She groaned a little bit, and struggled again.  “The two from the crowd are Rick and Janie.  You wouldn’t be able to tell from the two, but they’re siblings.”

At this Rick grunted and mumbled “Unfortunately,” which got him elbowed in the side by his sister.

       “Rick is the tattoo artist.  While he isn’t very handle with a piercing needle, he’s a man of my own heart, and sometimes comes up with some of the more…  Crafty ways to do a piercing.  If you know what I mean.  The girls who come here love him, because of his unique ability to make them look unique with his talent.”  David pinched Crystal’s cheek, as she tried to turn away from his hand.  “He’s going to make you the envy of every party you go to.”  David laughed at his own joke, but the only one who laughed besides him was Rick.  “Then his little sister Janie.  Oh, what could I say about the lovely Janie?  She keeps me under ‘lock and key’ so it’s hard to talk about her.”

       Janie blushed.  “S-shut up David!”  Rick grumbled next to her uncomfortably.

       David laughed like a mischievous boy.  Crystal felt like the amount of contrast in his voice between the seriousness of the situation for her, and the seriousness of the situation for him.  This chilled her, because it seemed like this was all a game to him.  She quickly glanced around the room while David filled himself with mirth.  The men and woman who had been gathered to watch her seemed hungry for the event to begin.  A few of the men had their pants down, and had a woman sitting between their legs.  The women seemed to be enjoying the whole thing as much as the men!  But they were all just part of the audience.  Jack looked like he was forced into corner.  He refused to look at David and Crystal on the table.

       David took control of the room once more with a cough.  “But I digress.  Janie, back when this place could be considered a ‘moral establishment’ was the only one allowed to do the so-called “female piercings”.  All the clitoral or vaginal piercings you’ve ever thought about- although from what I’ve heard from Jack, I’m sure our little catholic school girl turned punker chic hasn’t seen all that many.  She also does nipple piercings and the like.”  David paused, then looked at Janie.  When she saw his look, her eyes widened, and she shook her head frantically.  David laughed and put his hand on Crystal’s breast.  “The best part is that she gets off on it!”  Janie cried out of embarrassment, and stomped off upstairs.  David just continued to laugh his damned laugh and toy around with Crystal’s restrained breast.  While Crystal was certainly afraid with everything going on, from what was going to happen, to David’s touch, she couldn’t help but feel angry at Janie for getting embarrassed for some sick-o perversion while she was going to get turned into a living pincushion for the sake of a group of kinky old men and their gold diggers.

       He moved into Crystal’s face so that all she could see was his face.  “And last, but certainly not least, is me.  I don’t even work here.  I’m one of those ‘perverts’ that you were so upset over.”  He dug his fingers into Crystal’s breast, and she cried out in pain.  “I like it when cute little girls wander off into the woods.  I’m your big, bad wolf, and I’m going to make your life a living hell.”  Jack picked up his head and looked at David angrily, which David returned with a lofty smile.  “I know how to use a needle to make a girl suffer, without leaving a mark.  I make Jack’s payments when he can’t pay the bills, by volunteering as a guest piercer.  I can make a girls eyes tear even if she’s a hardened punk with barbells covering her face.”  David let go of Crystal’s breast and got off her.

       He raised his hands into the air towards the audience.  Many of them looked excited by this.  Girls starting massaging the legs of the guy they were on, a few of them openly heavy kissing as if they were totally unaware of what was going on.  The truth was, that the reason they were so excited and anxious, and ready to go at each other was because of what was about to happen.  “Ladies and Gentlemen, meet Crystal.  She’ll be your ecstasy for this evening.  She’s going to make some of your wildest dreams come true.”