"Yes," the girl cried, "I've learned my lesson!"
The Piercer regarded her, and then nodded. "Yes, I believe you have." She said. Then added, lower, as an after thought to herself "at least for now."
The Piercer paused then. She had underestimated the girls ability to 'brat' and so she had reacted in a way that she had not anticipated. The Piercer had planned for a good while all of the piercings in the girl's navel, in combination with the first needle stuck into her navel. She had not planned the additional needles. She had let the girl provoke her and to get under her skin.
The Piercer saw the irony, as she currently had several needles embedded into the girl's skin, stuck into the navel. She did like that idea, regardless of if it had been planned. She also liked the look of that navel. She committed it to memory, her prized pincushion.
She still needed to rectify the situation.
"We are going to go off script," the Piercer said, curtly.
The girl was nervous, because she did not know what the Piercer could mean by this.
"Take off those shorts, and your panties, if you have any on," the Piercer said. It was generous to call them shorts. They cut up so high in the back that almost all of the girls ass was on display always. It was an amazing ass that the Piercer had fantasized about flogging. In fact, one evening after a bit too much wine, touching herself, and thinking about that always on display ass, the Piercer had ordered an engraved riding crop. It was specifically for the purpose of giving that ass what it was begging for.
Anyways, back to the story.
The girl did not hesitate. She felt she knew better at this point than to do so. She reached down and gingerly shimmied out of her shorts. She tried to do so without moving her midsection. It didn't entirely work, and she ended up joseling her navel with the protruding needles. It hurt, very much.
Once she was out of her shorts, she grabbed them and the box that had been between her knees and held them out to the Piercer. The Piercer took the items.
While doing so, the Piercer inwardly noted that, as she had suspected, the girl was wearing no panties. She thought back to the bamboo flogging cane that she had also purchased. When she made this purchase, she specifically had the girls pussy in mind.
Anyways, again, back to the story.
The Piercer then reached up and removed the clamps from the girls nipples. She did not want to leave them on so long that they caused permanent damage. She placed the clamps to the side.
The girl was momentarily sad, as she had started this venture with her nipples in mind. But then, after the clamps were removed, feeling flooded back to her nipples. The girl was in intense pain for about a minute, then the pain subsided.