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It was an accident really. Natalie was sitting comfortably on the couch late one night looking for nothing in particular on her tablet. It was almost time to go to bed when her focus turned to shopping for sexy lace underwear for an upcoming trip with her friend and master. A certain small image caught her eye when her search came upon the pictures. Somehow the word "laced" led to a site that showed a picture of a man lacing up his girlfriend's pussy with a shoe lace. Natalie enlarged the image for a better look. It showed the end result with the woman spread on a bed showing off the laces that were threaded through piercings. The crisscrossed pattern was set off nicely between a pair of lace-topped stockings.
She clicked on the accompanying video and watched with fascination as the couple were lacing the woman's pussy. The woman lay laid on the bed while the man threaded the laces gently through the pierced holes in the woman's genitalia. The shoe string gently tugged on the woman's labia as he pulled it through the openings. Natalie was fascinated and book marked the site to show to Jack later. She shivered at the thought of experiencing the piercings but also found delight in the idea of decorating her body in this unique and erotic way. She fantasized about what that experience would be like. Her thoughts turned to fancy and soon she was fingering herself, imagining her master lacing and unlacing her cunt. It was an idea filled with both fear and excitement. The bad part would be having all the piercing in such a tender area to begin but after the initial pain it wouldn't be a problem she imagined.
The next day at breakfast her late night find was still on her mind., Natalie contemplated sharing the idea with Jack. After an nice breakfast together she could no longer contain her excitement and showed the pictures and video to Jack. He too found the idea fascinating.
"Go over there on the couch," he said. "Let me take a look at you more closely. I think you might have the perfect body for that."
Natalie was still not dressed for the day and pulled off her panties as she positioned herself onto the couch to let him examine her. He brushed his fingers over her mound gently just to show affection then looked closely.
After some pinching and tugging on her labia and clit he announced, "I think your body would be perfect for lacing like that!"
He continued to stimulate her by slowly stroking his middle and forefinger along both side of her clit. Natalie began to stir again as Jack stroked her, then bent down and kissed her moistening lips.
"You do realize," he spoke as he thought for a minute then looked up, "that I will have to unlace you before we can have intercourse. Of course there are many other things I can think of that might make this more fun too."
Natalie squealed with delight, "I know. What exciting foreplay we will have. I will be so ready to fuck after you unlace me. Maybe I'll get a nice lace-up bra to match."
They determined together without any debate that it would be best to have the piercings done by an expert.
"We want everything t be perfect," Jack finally said as they finalized their decision. "I know a guy who probably can recommend a place where they can do special work like this. I'll look into it and see if we can get an appointment. They might have some further insights."
"Okay," she agreed with excited anticipation as she realized that the plan had just been set in motion.
It would be difficult to change her mind now. Jack had friends that could find whatever he needed. She had no doubt that he would have an appointment within the week,
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When they arrived at the piercing and tattoo shop, it didn't exactly resemble a medical clinic. Natalie was a bit hesitant as they walked into the front lobby. There were a few men and women hanging out and looking through catalogs of tattoos or just talking. Some may have just been tattooed but it was hard to tell. The neon sign in the window was sputtering as it displayed "tattoos" in graphic colors.
Jack stepped forwards to the counter, "We are here to see Sam," he told the woman behind the counter.
"Who are you, please?"
"Jack and Natalie," he told her in a soft tone so everyone in the place wouldn't hear.
"I'll tell her you're here," the woman replied.
"Her?" thought Natalie. At least a woman would probably be more gentle and understanding she thought to herself. It was just that she imagined a guy in a place like this.
A tough-looking but attractive woman, petite with short black hair appeared through a seventies-style beaded curtain from behind the counter.
"You must be Natalie and Jack," she said. "Come on back. I did a little research after you called me, Jack. I really like the idea."
They followed Sam into a room with a tattered wooden door that was covered with posters on both sides.. Inside, the room was surprisingly clean and well lit. A chair that resembled something from a dental office was in the center.
"So, you guys want those special piercings that you showed to me," Sam began. "Let's take a look and decide what you want to do. Sit in the chair and pull down your pants, hon."
Natalie got into the chair that was covered with a roll of white paper. Sam tilted the chair back as Natalie started to unsnap her jeans. She nervously pulled down her jeans and panties together until her vagina was uncovered.
"I see you're already cleanly shaven or was that a Brazilian wax?" asked Sam.
"Wax," replied Natalie. "Jack had me do that a few days ago. I wonder if the piercing could be any worse."
" Oh, I know what you mean. It shouldn't be bad at all." She turned to Jack, "I want you both to show me where you were thinking you'd like the laces to go."
She handed him a felt-tip pen. Natalie looked down as he approached. Jack took the pen and made four dots on each side of Natalie's labia.
"Do you agree?" she asked Natalie.
"Yes, that's what I had in mind," she answered.
"Eight out to be enough but we could do ten," commented Sam. She spanned Natalie's mound with one hand and pulled the skin together. "The labia is thick enough that the laces shouldn't be a problem," continued Sam. "I've done something like this before only I put in metal rings. I like this idea better though. Let me see that picture again."
Jack pulled out the picture and unfolded the paper and handed it to her.
"Oh yes, Sam said. I think we'll do eight. I'll space them so we could add two more later if you want. This is nice work. We'll do the piercing and insert small barbells to keep the holes open. The biggest risk is infection so you'll have to keep everything as clean as possible and use some antibiotic cream on a regular basis. You should be ready to run laces through in about ten days to two weeks without too much tenderness."
Sam turned to Natalie, "Are you ready to do it today?"
Caught a little off guard by the suddenness Natalie turned to Jack with a look of uncertainty on her face.
Jack looked at her as he replied to Sam, "Yes, let's do it. I think waiting would only cause Natalie more anxiety.
She slumped in the chair, suddenly feeling a little panicked and light headed. Natalie had never had anything other than her earlobes pierced.
"Don't worry, Natalie," said Sam in an effort to comfort her. My new piercing tool is so fast you won't hardly feel a thing. There will be a lot of bleeding though, so if you grow weak at the sight of blood I'd advise you to look away. Let's lay you back in the chair and you can stare at the sprinkler head on the ceiling."
A motor whirred as the chair tilted back until Natalie was nearly laying flat.
"I'm just going to put this belt around you to make sure you don't fall off in case you pass out," Sam explained as she fastened and cinched a belt just above Natalie's waist. "You're not prone to fainting are you?"
"Np, I don't think so but I've never been this nervous before."
"You'll do fine," she said patting Natalie on the shoulder. "Just don't look until I tell you to."
Sam put on rubber gloves and a surgical mask at her table on the side of the room.