[makwick]

It all started when I told my husband Jim that I wanted my belly button pierced. Even though I am 52, slim, he said go for it.

We went along together with my husband waiting outside. The man about 35 called Carl, who did the piercing was rough looking and scruffy but friendly. He told me I looked very attractive pierced and that I should consider perhaps having another part of my body done as well. He would be very happy to advise me to where it should be. I felt very sexy at that moment.

That night in bed I mentioned this to Jim who suggested that I should go back for a second visit and see what he can do. After thinking about it for a few day’s, I decided to go back on the pretext that my belly button was red and sore, to ask him to check it out.

When I walked into the shop I was shaking for some unknown reason. I explained that I was a bit sore and he willing agreed to have a look and check it out. After inspecting my belly, he told it will be ok in a couple of days. He asked me if I had considered another piercing. I said I wasn’t sure but what did he have in mind. He suggested I take my top and bra off so he could see if my nipples would be suitable for piercing. I wasn’t sure but he insisted that I remove my top. Slowly I removed my top and then my bra. He got hold of my breasts, which are not very big, and he pulled and stroked on my nipples. They started to grow and he told me they would look very sexy pierced. I did not know what to do. He told me to lay down on the couch and he would do them for free. He pushed me down gently and then proceeded with the piercing. Afterwards he insisted that I came back to have them checked out in 2 days time.

Two day’s later I was back in his shop. He put the closed sign up and led me through to the back. Lie on the couch and remove your top. He checked my nipples, playing with them and then told me forcefully to remove my skirt and knickers as he wanted to check out my sex lips. I tried to protest but he seemed to have power over me. I was shaking as I remove all my clothes. He looked at my pussy and asked me if I have ever had sex with a pierced cock. I said no and he told me you are going to now. He went down on me with his pierced tongue. I was getting wet. He pulled my knees up and then forced his pierced cock into me. He pulled it out and rammed it in all the way. I came, screaming at the top of my voice. He came in floods, calling me his very own slut to do whatever he wanted with. After he withdrew he went ahead and pierced my outer lips. Come back in a week’s time to have your clit done. I said no, but he reminded me that I was his little slut now and could do whatever he wanted to me. I left the shop shaking, vowing never to go back. My Jim loved the rings in my lips.

Ten day’s later I was back for more. He locked the shop and ordered me to strip naked. After he pierced my clit, he made me go down on my hands and knees. He stripped naked and the forced his cock into my cunt. As he was fucking me I noticed a man approach from the back door. I tried to move and was told to stay still as we are not finished with you. Carl was still fucking me when the other man came towards me with a very big pierced cock and forced it into my mouth. I gagged but was made to take it all. They both came together, in my cunt and in my mouth. When they had finished I was told that I belonged to them now and was to come back every week for treatment. I was hooked and later that night confessed to Jim my husband everything. To my amazement he encouraged me to go back so long as I told him everything.