Chapter 8
The first day of the convention started with Kat waking up early and checking her equipment, while Foxy turned around in bed and tried to sleep some more.
“Come on Foxy, wake up. Today is the first day, and we need to meet with the organizers.”
“Kitten, it is eight in the morning. Our meeting time is at eleven, and the center opens earliest at three. We have time.”
“But I don’t want to be late, and you just want to be lazy. And for your information, we need to be there at ten.”
“Nothing wrong with that. At least this way, we don’t get into any trouble. Now let me sleep some more.”
“Fine. Then I’ll find something to do ok?”
Were Foxy a bit more awake, she would have noticed the mischievous look in her kittens eyes, or if she did not have her head under the pillow, she could have seen Kat ogle the control box for her toy.
As she was still half asleep and had her head still under her pillow, she did not notice how Kathrine put the recharged battery pack back into its slot.
The electrical shock that she received ten seconds later, followed by the giggle she did notice.
Momentarily wide awake, and sitting straight up in her bed, she shoots her girlfriend a very dirty look.
“Oh, I see you are up Foxy. Good morning.”
“Kitten, you will put down that smartphone this instant, or I’ll swear by god, I’ll find a way to get my revenge. God, I hate this thing. Why the hell did Lily sell you something this evil?”
“Because she found my idea for revenge funny, and I don’t think you want me to stop.”
“And why, pray tell, do I want you to continue to play with the controller? Ahhh.”
“Because I may have accidentally set it to auto shock you randomly, and was trying to turn the funktion back off?”
“I hate early mornings. Autch! Fine kitten I will get up. Let’s get some breakfast, before you think of something else to do to me.”
“First, it’s too late. Did you know that the dildo has a tease and denial program? It’s not my thing, doing it by myself feels much better, but it has it. And uhm, did you not forget something?”
“What now? I am up, I am putting on my clothes without my usual add ons, and we are going to eat breakfast before returning here. What could I have forgotten on this wonderful morning?”
“Well, I still need to inflate it back, right? And uhm we also still need to go to the bathroom and brush our teeth right?”
“Shit. Fine, come here and get it over with. After I’m all full, we can wash up and then eat.”
“Yippi.”
And with that, Kat pounced onto Foxy, who fell backward onto the bed before she could pull her pants down again. While Kat grabbed the small pump from the nightstand where she left it, pulled Foxy her pants and underwear down, revealing her sewn shut labia, the catheter she preferred when sealed up, and the cord and control box, where Kat inserted the tube.
“Ok Foxy, lets fill you up.”
And with that, Kathrine began to pump, while distracting her girlfriend with some kisses and some groping. She managed to add five extra pumps to it before Foxy noticed anything wrong, and added another five extra before she could complain.
To prevent her from demanding she let out some air, Kathrine immediately disconnected the pump and stood up.
As Foxy followed her, she could immediately tell the noticeable difference in volume, and just shoot her another dark look with some muttered curses about hyperactive kittens in the morning, and that tails could always use a better hold.
Kathrine meanwhile went to grab their toiletries, and together they went into the bathroom to wash, before returning and getting dressed.
“Damn kitten. I really hope I won’t get too sore from this thing. And please take the pump with you, if I need to release at least some air while we are in the halls. I have nothing against payback, at least nothing serious even when I hate this damned toy, but I don’t want to risk injuries.”
“Already planned on it and I was going to give you the pump as well, for the case that we lose each other. Now, stop moping around and come with me to eat breakfast.”
“Fine Fine, I’m coming. I still stand by my statement that you are hyperactive in the morning.”
After a hearty breakfast, the two went on a walk, one enjoying it more than the other, in the nearby park, till it was time to return and get the passes for the convention, along with their equipment.
After that, they went to get to the briefing about the convention, and what was expected of them.
As they entered the convention center, they were told by a security guard who checked their passes of where to go, which was a big conference room.
They were first told about the safety regulations they had to follow, like no smoking in the halls, or no alcohol. How to help lost children etc. And after the generic instruction, they were given a personal one by one of the organizers, who was responsible for the photographers.
“Hi my name is Alex, and you are?”
“My name is Kathrine, and this is Meredith. We are from Art and Pets.”
“Ah, yes here you are. Huh, a newbie and a chaperone. Well it doesn’t matter, What I want you to do is simple. I want you to wander the floors and take pictures from anything interesting. It doesn’t matter if it is one of the shows, an artist working on their model, or even just a guest with something interesting. We have over a dozen photographers walking around, so we will have at least a few at the big shows at all times. You can have your fun, looking at every booth as much as you want as long as you don’t forget to take pictures.”
“What if an emergency happens?”
“We have trained personnel for that, and if you don’t see any, just act like you would do out in public. Offer help when needed, and don’t get in the way of trained professionals. I don’t think you will have to step in, as we will have one of the highest percentage based collections of people with medical training at our convention compared to what is usually in attendance. Every artist must have a minimal base training to even be allowed to be here.”
“Good to know. My boss told me something about an employee discount. What does it cover?”
“Good question. Anything you can buy at the booths, but not the food. Don’t worry, the food is free for employees. It does not cover things you pay for at a later date, and you can’t buy something for other guests.”
“Do you need me to be somewhere at a specific time?”
“As it stands now no. But if we need you, we have your number in our system, so we can give you a call. Sorry that I have to hurry that along, I had a variation of this conversation already four times and have to do nine more after you.”
“Do we need to leave the convention now and return with the regular guests in two hours, or can we wait somewhere?”
“Don’t worry, you can wait in our lounge with the others.”
“I don’t have any more questions at the moment. Thank you for your time. Do you have anything to add, Foxy?”
“Nah. I’m as good as I can get.”
“Thanks for making this short for me, see you later.”
And with that he was gone, leaving Foxy and Kat to find the lunge themself.
Arriving there after some time, they saw a bunch of other people. Most of these people had some kind of photography equipment with them, but they were more concentrated on their own things than talking with each other.
Following their example Kat and Foxy went to an empty corner and spent the next two hours talking to each other or checking their equipment.
Twenty minutes before the official opening of the convention, one of the organizers came into the lounge and informed them that they could now enter the floor.
Following that most of the other photographers went and scattered over the area, to have a talk with some of the booth owners before the big rush started.
Kat and Foxy followed them slowly, knowing they would be there for most of the weekend.
“So, as I understand it, we’re paid to play guests with the job of taking pictures of anything that we think is interesting. “Am I right, Foxy?”
“In a nutshell? Yes.”
“Huh. So, is there anything you really want to see?”
“A few of the shows sound interesting.”
“Do you really want to see the shows, or just spend your time there because there will be chairs and you can just sit?”
“I don’t know what you are talking about.”
“OK. If you really want to see all the shows we can do that, but if I’m bored, it could happen that I start to play with my phone…”
“Why don’t we start with a round of the floor to figure out where to find what?”
“But you said you wanted to watch the shows.”
“I said I wanted to watch some shows. Now come on. Let’s go and look around.”
“OK. if you say so.”
With that both started to wander the still mostly empty floor, observing how some of the artists prepared their models for the live work they would do on them during the convention.
As time passed and the visitors were let in, the activities also ramped up. The tattoo artists started to work, first cleaning the areas they were going to work on, and then by applying a stancil, as Foxy called it, to have a template to follow.
While walking and taking pictures, Kat noticed some things. One of which was that most people had a collection of different motives scattered over their bodies, and while the individual tattoos looked nice and could be quite big, they rarely followed the same theme even looked like they would fit together, other than this one Man, who had some kind of tribal tattoo over his entire torso and arms.
“Why do the people all have this mix and match of tattoos? I can understand two different ones with a large space between them, but just look at that woman, she has the three ducks from Ducktales next to what looks like a religious cross, and some kind of flower that would be more fitting in a child drawing. That doesn’t look good at all. Or what about that guy with the monster next to the dollar sign?”
“I don’t think they care. Most likely the symbols and motives have a personal meaning, and just clash to outsiders. But in my opinion you are right. If you have tattoos next to each other, they should match.”
After looking a bit more Foxy said, “Let’s go somewhere else. I think there is a stand that shows silicon implants over there.”
“Like the ones for breast expansion? I thought you were happy with your size? Didn’t you say you were happy not to have my size because of the potential back pain?”
“Not that kind of implant. I am talking about the sub-dermal kind. They have all kinds of forms, and are inserted under the skin of the target area. After it is healed, you can see the outline of it through the skin. When we see someone with it I will point the person out to you.”
“Ok. Hey look, there at the stand is a wheel of fortune. Wanna try it out?”
Foxy, looking around to find what her companion meant, saw the wheel. It was in front of a booth specializing in piercings.
“I don’t think that would be a good idea.”
“Huh, why?”
“Several reasons. First, one spin costs you 50 bucks. Second, you have to accept the win, except if you already have the prize, then you spin again.”
“Why would that matter? I can understand the money, but why would accepting the prize be a problem?”
“Because the prizes listed on the wheel are piercings.”
“Oh.”
“Yes. Or do you want to tell me something, kitten?”
“Nope! I’m good."
“That is what I thought. Now, want to go somewhere else?”
“Yes… I’ll let you lead for a while.”
“Nice, why don’t we go to one of the shows. We have been wandering around for a while now. Let’s see, it’s around five, that means we are already walking for about two hours. I think one of the tame shows is about to begin. A sword swallower if I’m not mistaken. Let’s go.”
With that, both started to go into the direction of the shows, Foxy hoping for a break, while Kathrine followed her thinking about something.
“What has sword swallowing to do with piercings?”
“Uff, damned pet, when you ask, then it’s difficult or long to answer questions. Well, where do I start?”
“I think the connection lies in the past of bodymodification. The whole scene like you see now is relatively young. Yes you have old examples, Ötzi, the frozen guy they found from thousands of years ago on a mountain had numerous tattoos, and they found thousands of years old jewelry that you had to have had piercings to be worn, but for most of our history, piercings and tattoos were restricted to either the rich, wanting to show of more wealth, to secure a piece of wealth to pay for their burial like the traveling workers used their earrings for or sailors, or to mark someone. Most well known would be slaves or criminals and later war criminals in Germany during WW2. But that has other backgrounds that I don’t want to go into. What we will concentrate on are the traveling freak shows."
They had reached their destination some time ago, and a few people that were around them had overheard Kat’s question. They were now silently listening to Foxy’s explanation, and a small crowd hat collected around her following her impromptu history lesson.
“They go way back, and were the normal part of that, which evolved into our modern circuses. Back then, they had to travel light, they did not have the giant tents of today, and they did not have many exotic animals. It was more in line with a few families traveling in a group, and selling their wares, while performing simple shows to attract and entertain their customers. They also often included traveling doctors, but I would not bet my live on them today, mostly it was herbal medicine or primitive chirurgy, but for their time, they were the best you could hope to get, as they often saw much more different injuries and had much more opportunities to learn how to successful treat them. You often had questionable medicines like snakeoil, or wonder pills, which were just normal oil with some mixed in herbs or pills made of dried flour with some ash in to give it a mysterious taste. But it was what the people could get.”
“And where do the piercings fit in?”
“I´m coming to that. As they normally did not have access to exotic animals, they needed something to attract attention. So the people had to be outside the norm. Some guy who could throw knives around someone else, a woman who was extremely flexible, or someone who had a different appearance. To name a few famous examples. It could also be someone with black skin, or someone who was really tall, or very small. And there we already go into the darker side, at least from a modern point of view. The so-called freak shows. You could also have someone with no legs; siamese twins were worth their weight in gold; someone with deformed limbs, or someone extremely ugly. You could find people like that, sure, but sometimes, you had to help your luck a bit.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, when you were a leader of such a group, you were responsible for their success, and if you heard that another group had someone with a missing leg in their stable and they made good money, then he should also look into getting one for their own group. He had the option of either finding someone and convincing them to join, or he could go and acquire someone, maybe the son of a poor family, pay them some money to let him go, and later he could lose both legs. Maybe an accident with some help, or, as an early form of body modification, an amputation. “
“Oh. And how does it translate to today?”
“I’m coming to that. Well, the whole freakshow scene was to their time as well, rather dark. You could pay to see them, often with made up stories, for entertainment, and later pay even more to sleep with a freak, but for the shows to be entertaining, they had to be special. Like, take out a board with nails in it, and then lay on it. Or, walk over burning coals. Now, in the past, they did not have as many safety regulations as we have today, and accidents were much more often, as such the workers were more expensive. As tattoos and piercings were not widely available, and were often followed by infections and even death because of bad hygiene, they also counted to the freaks. A woman with a ring in her nose? A man with his torso covered in ink, even if bad, they were rare, and were often treated rather well. If the person also looked good, they were worth even more. But the most expensive were the people who could make the freaks, without killing them. There were a lot of religious and spiritual elements involved as they lacked understanding, but if you could repeatedly and successfully modify people, you had a safe future. Coming into modern times, piercings and tattoos got a lot safer, and at some point were discovered by ever larger parts of society. For example, the goth and the punk scene had many piercings, and helped to normalize the appearance of rings. At the same time, sailors, bikers and more discovered tattoos, and used them to wear their gang signs on their bodies to name a few examples. Fast forward, and piercings and tattoos are normal to see in our society, while some others are acceptable and some of the new ones are mostly unknown, till they gain the attention of a wide array of people and then get quickly accepted. Best example would be tit implants. And against what many now will think, no, our girls are all natural thank you.”
That last remark earned her some laughter, but most listeners were still thinking about her words.
“Ok, I know the historical connection, but why do we have a fakir show at a piercing convention?
“That is simple. Would you expect someone with no piercings or tattoos to participate in a show involving shoving needles through your skin, or hanging on meathooks in your back?”
“No?”
“See, and as that can be counted under fakir shows, we get them at conventions. Also, most people who make those shows are pierced and tattooed, and it looks better to have people who fit into the crowd on the stage than not right?”
“Yeah, I think you are right. But uh…”
“Yes Kitten?"
“Should the show not have started ten minutes ago when you were explaining?”
“Huh, you are right. What happened?”
Looking around, Foxy suddenly realized, that the whole audience was watching her, as a voice from behind her said,
“That would be my fault.”
“Huh, who are you?
Behind them stood a tall man, wearing leather trousers with a bald head, some scattered piercings and many visible tattoos. He also held a microphone in his hand.
“I am Zack, and this was meant to be my show. But I overheard the first part of your explanation, and thought, why not instead of the same show I will do tomorrow as well, give the people here a history lesson. So I got my microphone, made a short announcement which you evidently overheard and played microphone holder, while you educated this sorry lot, I mean our audience.”
“Oh.”
Kat fell from her chair laughing at her friend’s face.
“So, want to give us a name to call you?”
“Oh man, Foxy, your face ha ha ha.”
“That should do it. A loud applause for Foxy here for her interesting history lesson!”
What followed was that Foxy not only got her applause, but one of the organizers also spoke with her afterwards and asked if she could give the explanation the next two days as well.
Kat meanwhile took a few pictures of her face while giggling. The perplexed look on her friend’s face would make good material to show back at home.
The rest of the day was spent doing the same, walking around, taking pictures, meeting new people, even if the most unusual thing they saw was a woman with a giant plug in her lower lip, but had no opportunity to talk to her. Kat still took a photo of her .
Back in their hotel room, Kat immediately started to transfer the pictures, while putting the batteries of her camera into the charger.
Foxy meanwhile went to the bathroom to empty her bladder and to deflate the dildo, wincing at the sudden pain of the little spikes moving in her.
It seems that the higher pressure had prevented them from moving too much and rubbing her inside raw.
“Damn kitten. This toy is evil. I can’t wait to get rid of it.”
“That bad? Do you want to let it be deflated tomorrow?”
“Nah. The pain was worse yesterday, as I think the higher pressure helped hold it in place. It is just uncomfortable as hell, but that would be the intended purpose of this thing.”
“Yeah. Sorry for trapping you with it. I don’t think that was such a good idea.”
“You wanted revenge for something I did, and it was deserved. I am just unlucky that you found something this effective and used it on an occasion where I can’t get rid of it. Why don’t we wash up and go to bed for now. Today was long, and we still have tomorrow the whole day before us.”
“Fine, let’s go to bed.”
They washed up and got into bed, with Foxy embracing Kat from behind, lightly playing with her tits.
“You know kitten, someday you should get those girls of yours pierced.”
“What?”
“Well, you love playing with my piercings, and I know that you are at least interested. Would it not be logical to someday get some piercings of your own?”
“I don’t know. You are right, I love playing with yours, but at the same time, I don’t want to end up like those people we have seen today, covered from head to toe in a patchwork of tattoos that just look like a bad collage, and piercings everywhere. Yes, I like them individually or as a matching set, like your nipples or the rings in your labia, but what I have seen today just does not sit well with me.”
“Yeah, that looked like shit. O that ear from the one woman. How the hell does it not fall off. I have seen saucers that were smaller than what she had in her lobes, not to mention all those rings and balls in different colors and sizes? Yeah, no. Never.”
“Or the lips of the guy. How the hell does he even close his lips? I overheard him tell another person that he has over 60 piercings in his lips. It looked like when you take a box of ball bearings, and empty it over a piece of tape before gluing it over your mouth.”
“I am glad you share my opinion on this Kat. Now, why don’t I play some more with my funbags, and you act like the good little prey of the big bad fox and let it happen?”
The rest of the evening was spent with Foxy using her little toy before both of them fell asleep satisfied after a long day of work.
The next morning started with a double shriek.
The day before, Kat had figured out how to connect the dildo still firmly locked in Foxy with her alarm, and this morning, instead of the normal ringing, her phone sent the alarm directly to it.
Foxy, still sleeping, still held Kat in her arms, both breasts firmly in her hands, lightly squeezing them in her sleep. As suddenly her new alarm went off.
As the strong electrical shock went off in her most tender spot, stronger than anything Kat had tried on her before, she not only let out a shout of pain, but also closed her hand with her full strength, waking Kat who was suddenly experiencing her tits being used as squeeze balls.
She also let out a shout, but as Foxy still held onto her she could only try to get away.
As Foxy finally realized what she did to her girlfriend, she let go immediately, but had still to suffer the shock as the alarm was still blaring.
Kat noticed that lunged for her phone to cancel it, which resulted in her falling out of the bed onto her still arching tits, which resulted in another hot flare of pain.
As both had calmed down, they looked at the aftermarch.
Foxy felt extremely tender for some time but it was slowly going away. While Kat had two very dark handprints forming on her tits.
“Ouch, what the oh…”
“What the hell was that kitten? Oh shit, your tits!”
“I think I forgot to disconnect my alarm from the dildo yesterday. Are you ok?”
“I think so. That felt like a kick in the pussy, but it’s going away. I don’t think we can say the same thing about you though. Damn, I’m sorry and all, but those hands kinda look nice on you. Still would not do it again. Just when you ask.”
“Yeah, those ache. Sorry again for the wake up. And you are right. I deserve those prints, and they do look kind of nice. A bit like you marking me.”
“Oh? Does my little kitten like the idea of me marking what’s mine?”
“Well uhm…”
“Something to look into. Still, at least you have your collar. With the foxheads on it, I already have my mark on you.”
With that, Kat finally went beet red and tried to hide under the pillows, but a now energetic Foxy would not let her.
“Come on. It is 8:30 and the convention opens at ten. We need to be there at 9:30 to get our instructions, and for me to get my time for the history lesson.”
And with that, Meredith dragged a still red Kathrine into the bathroom to clean up and get dressed, before going down to eat breakfast.
Returning to their room to get their passes and equipment, Kat ask,
“Do you want the dildo inflated today, or let it be like it is now.”
“Can I decide how much to inflate it?”
“Sure. I don’t think it would be fair to make you suffer, and I’m still sorry for this morning.”
With that, she gave Foxy the pump, and watched as she inflated it.
Foxy started slowly, and after a minute reached the same pressure of the drive, not stopping there, she let out a grunt, as she even went over the pressure of yesterday, before returning the still connected pump to Kat.
“Can you give me a few more pumps? I kind of want to see if I can handle it the whole day, but I want you to do it.”
“Are you sure?”
“I think so. Just pump a bit more.”
“I… ok.”
And with that, Kat added a good five more squeezes, getting a loud hiss from her girlfriend before disconnecting the pump.
“Damn, I regret it already. Let’s go to the convention before I beg you to let out some air. And leave the pump in the room. Less temptation for me.”
“I…Are you sure.”
“Yeah, just hurry before I change my mind.”
Kat went to grab her camera bag with the batteries, and when Foxy did not look, added the pump, just in case.
On the way to the convention, she thought about her time with the other woman. About how, when she was down, Foxy was there for her, and how she even let her live with her, and even refused any pay, even going so far as to send her money back. She thought about Meredith’s question the previous evening and decided then.
Today, she would get a piercing, and she would let Foxy decide what it was, even if it was visible.
Arriving at the staff entrance, they went in and got to the meeting room with minutes to spare. As they were already there yesterday, they could skip the safety briefing, and go directly to getting their assignments, which were also the same.
Meredith on the other hand also was given a timeslot, where she would talk about the history of bodymods, and the importance of the wandering circuses. The same talk that she had given the day before, but this time as a planned event.
They spend the rest of the time before the visitors could enter the floor relaxing in the lounge, where Kat kept an eye on Foxy, who had much more problems today with the dildo than yesterday.
The time came, and they went to walk the floor. They saw the same things as yesterday, but with more variety, and much more heavily on more people.
As the time came, they went to the assigned stage where Foxy would hold her explanation, and in contrast to the normal flashy show, Foxy just sat down at the edge of the stage, and continued to explain what she knew for the next twenty minutes, and spend a few more minutes answering questions to the best of her ability.
The following hour they spent walking the floor, but Kat observed that Foxy had more problems. Saying enough was enough, she finally led her to a side corridor with an employee bathroom and forced Foxy to deflate her dildo some.
The older woman let out a visible sigh of relief after wincing at the pain of the toy shifting inside her.
“Ok Foxy, I know you want to challenge yourself, but when you are injuring yourself, we can’t play anymore. Why don’t you tell me what is going on?”
“Well, this was meant as a punishment for me for stuffing you with those super long dildos. I feel kinda bad for not completing it, and wanted to just make it. Now I feel even worse, because you had to give me a talking to, about taking care of myself. Plus, I kind of like the idea of you also stretching me.”
“Foxy, I don’t want to make you suffer. I had not even planned to inflate the thing as much as I did, but you seemed to like it. Hell, I did not even plan to keep the alarm active, I just forgot about it. Even if it was really effective.”
“Yeah. It was. Why don’t we both use the opportunity and use the loo, before we go back out.”
“Sure.”
With that they returned to the floor, and spent the next four hours wandering around with Kat doing her work.
They watched a show, where a man came on a stage with four thick metal hooks through his back, and was lifted into the air by them. He spent the next five minutes just swinging before being let down again. Kat was equally fascinated and horrified by that.
Foxy also got the chance to show Kat what she meant by silicone implants, as a Man walked by who had some on his forehead that looked like Horns. She could not explain the procedure, but at least knew enough about it to not be interested.
At around six in the evening, Kat finally took all her courage, and went back to the piercing stand from the day before. Where she with an unsure and timid voice asked
“Hey Foxy?”
“What’s wrong?”
“I uh… I…”
“Seep breaths kitten. That’s good. Now, why don’t you tell me what it is that makes you so nervous?”
“Well. Remember what you said yesterday in bed about my tits?”
“That you should get them pierced?”
“Yes, but uh… I don’t think I’m ready for those yet. I .., I really want to get something, but I don’t like most of the really visible stuff, ears are kind of boring and tongue would not go well, as I’ll have to talk. But I really want you to decide for me my first piercing, but I have no idea what, and I think I am starting to ramble again.”
“Well, do I get it right, that you want me to decide your first piercing, but you would prefer it is in your limits?”
All she got was a really shy nod.
“Well, I have one idea, and we could even get the same, but it would be not a normal one, and much more painful. Are you sure?”
“Yes. And please don’t tell me. Just explain with the piercer, and surprise me. That way, I can’t back out. Ok?”
“I think that should be doable. Why don’t we talk to him about it?”
After letting her take a deep breath, they went to the booth, where Kat stepped back to not overhear what Foxy said.
After some discussions and Foxy picking something from a box, they waved her over to them, where the piercer confirmed Foxy’s story.
“So you want your friend here to decide your first piercing, other than your ears, and you don’t want to know what she picked, even when she told you it would be more painful than usual?”
“I.. yes. Can we just please do it? I think if I have to wait any longer, I’ll be too nervous.”
“Well, I will need your signature. Why don’t you sing here, and sit down in the chair. Your friend can fill out the paperwork, while I prep you.”
“Ok.”
With a deep breath, knowing there was no backing out now, Kat put her name on the line, before sitting down in the chair and closing her eyes.
It took nearly five minutes for Foxy to finish the paperwork and to give her a pen to sign.
“Are you sure?”
As an answer, she took a deep breath and set her name on the line.
After that, the piercer stepped forward with a tray in his hands, but she just closed her eyes and waited.
“Ok, I’ll begin now. You can still end this till I start with the piercing.”
“Don’t worry kitten. I am here and I’ll hold your hand the entire time.”
The first thing she felt was how she got a paper napkin like at the dentist put around her neck before he started to wipe down her nose. Thinking she got a small nostril, she visibly relaxed, till he started to clean her septum. Remembering how Foxy described how she got hers all those weeks ago, she was not prepared for what would come next.
“Ok, last chance to back out, or to ask what your friend picked. Are you ready?”
“I. Yes. Please just get it over with.”
“Ok.”
And then she felt how he put first something long and hard into her right nostril, before he also put some tool into her left one. What followed was a long drawn searing pain, much bigger than what she expected, and a sort of twisting feeling, as whatever he was using slowly worked its way through her flesh.
It felt like forever, and she let out a loud sob while tears streamed down her cheeks, but it was more like ten seconds before the pain lessened, and she realized that whatever it was that he used was finished and had fully reached the other side.
Opening her eyes, all she could see was how he removed a piece of wood, something like a big poopsicle, from her nose, while some kind of handle was still visible on the other side of her face.
“And done. That went well. Now, all we have to do is put in the jewelry, and clean up the blood. Normally, someone would use tunnels made of metal, but I have heard from my customers that Silicon is much more comfortable, even if I have to use a slightly larger size at the start to insert it properly. Now please hold still, I try to be as fast as possible.”
“I am so proud of you kitten. Even if you were scared, you pulled through, and I even had someone take a few pictures for you. Now, just the tunnel and you are done.”
While Foxy spoke, the piercer had removed the tool, and nearly immediately inserted a folded tunnel into the hole in her septum, which snapped back into its original size, adding additional pressure inside her nose, but stopping the bleeding fast too.
He continued, by cleaning up her face, which had some blood on it, before helping her up.
To her confusion, Foxy sat down in the chair next, and the piercer replaced his gloves with a new set, while his assistant replaced the tray with the equipment used on her with a new set.
Sending her a questioning look, Foxy replied,
“I was thinking of getting a matching tunnel in my septum. Can’t have my kitten be the only one with a new piercing. Sorry about the size, but to get the nicer tunnel in, it needs to be big enough, and as for getting a regular one with a horseshoe, then we could not both have something new.
Not being able to stop herself, Kat bent forward, and gave Foxy a long kiss.
Leaning back, Kat took Foxy’s hand in her own, just like she did for her, and watched with interest what the piercer would do.
He first cleaned the septum, before taking a piece of wood and inserting it into her nostril. Next he took the tool that would make the hole. Not knowing what it was, she just asked the piercer.
“What is that? I thought piercings are made with a needle?”
“This is a dermal punch. It is a circular knife set into a strong handle, and can remove small pieces of tissue. It is used to make bigger holes and is used to make the holes for dermal anchors.”
As he was talking, he slowly pushed the punch with a twisting motion through Foxy’s septum, repeating the same procedure as with her. But where she had started to sob, Foxy just let out a grunt, while some tears tickled down her cheeks.
After that, he removed the wood and the punch, before taking a small black silicone tuned from a clear liquid in the small bowl. He pressed the sides together before folding it over itself and carefully inserted into the new hole.
After that he also cleaned up her girlfriend’s face and gave both of them clear instructions of how to take care of their new piercing.
After paying, the two left and continued to wander the halls, till they found a quieter corner where they could talk.
“And kitten, how do you feel?”
“Sore. Do I want to know how big the hole in my nose is?”
“The punch he used is 8mm, but to effectively seal the wound, he had to put in a larger tunnel, so the hole should be 10mm. Big enough to wear any jewelry you can think of.”
“Wow. And you got the same?”
“Yep. I did not want to leave you alone, and I always liked the piercing. And hey. In the future, you can even use a normal lock to secure me with a heavy chain to something, and it wouldn’t cause any problems. Same as I can do to my mischievous kitten.”
“At least let us heal fully before planning on how to play with our new piercings. Now, why don’t we continue. I am still on a job if you remember.”
“Fine. Hey, can I get your phone later for something? I want to check a function of the damned toy you have stuck in me.”
“Sure. Just be careful. If you shock yourself, it can be much more painful than even this morning.”
“Thanks.”
With that, the two left their corner and continued to walk and take pictures. They later watched one of the shows, this time a traditional fakir show with some sword swallowing, laying on a bed made of nails and a bit of juggling with burning torches, which ended with the fakir putting out the fire in his mouth. And while Kat watched, Foxy spent most of her time on her friend’s phone.
What she found was interesting to say the least. It seemed Kat had not even used ten percent of its functions yet. The damned thing could also heat up to uncomfortable but not damaging levels, could use its shock feature to numb her inside, and even could just have parts of itself vibrate. And after putting in some settings that she knew would help Kat but she would hate in the morning, she gave it back, and joined the others watching.
Kat meanwhile paid no mind to her friend’s actions, not thinking Foxy would do anything dumb. She should know better by now.
As the evening turned into the night, and the convention closed, the two girls returned into their room and after brushing their teeth and emptying their bladder, they spent a few minutes cleaning their piercings before falling into bed.
What Kat did not know, was that Foxy had not, how she assumed deflated the dildo inside herself while in the bathroom, but instead had inflated it to a painful degree, knowing what she had done on the phone she already did not want to wake up in the morning, but thought it would help her friend who had even decided to let her choose her first big piercing.
As the two laying bed cuddled together, Kat asked,
“Hey Foxy.”
“Hmmm.”
“Did you mean it, that you want to keep me as your kitten?”
“I never did say that in those words, but yeah. You are mine, kitten, and I won’t let you get away.”
“Ok. But you know what?”
“What?”
“You are also mine. And when we get back home, I’ll find a collar for you.”
What followed was that the two started to kiss and fondle each other, Foxy careful not to hurt Kathrine’s still bruised breasts, but before much more could happen, they both fell asleep from their exhaustion.
The next morning, Kat woke up again to the screaming of her friend, and remembering yesterday, lunged for her phone to turn off the toy.
“I’m sorry Foxy, I thought I disabled the funktion.”
“Hah hah, not your fault. Shit that hurts. I did it myself, hah hah, damn, I am so sore right now. Let’s just get up.”
“Why would you do that?”
“I wanted to wake up on time. We still have a few hours of the convention before us, and we can’t be late. Shit, I think I overdid it.”
“Come on. Let’s get up, I bet the distraction will help you forget the pain. I won’t even inflate it today.”
“Yeah, too late for that! Lend me a hand?”
“What did you do?”
“I may have inflated it as much as I could yesterday night, and then slept with it?”
Not being able to believe that Foxy would actually do something this dumb, Kat just threw her hands in the air before leaving her laying on the bed.
“You know what, that is your own fault. Now get up, we need to get ready and we still need to clean the piercings. And I don’t know about you vixen, but my nose hurts even worse than my tits did yesterday. Now, I’ll be in the bathroom, and if you don’t join me before I’m done, I’ll think of a way to motivate you.”
Foxy just dropped back on her back, not thinking that Kat would do something.
As Kat left the bathroom ten minutes later to see a sleeping Foxy on the bed, she sighted.
“Ok vixen, looks like you earned this.”
She took the little pump from the nightstand and hid it in her bag before taking her phone and giving the sleeping redhead a nice long wake up shock.
“Shit! Ahk. Please, I’ll get up. Damn kitten. Fine, I’ll get ready.
While Meredith went to the bathroom to clear up, Kat spent her time transferring the pictures to the cloud.
“Hey kitten, have you seen the pump?”
“I don’t see it laying here. Did you put it away yesterday?”
“No, I left it on the nightstand.”
“Well, I don’t see it. Now hurry up, we are already late.”
While Foxy put on her clothes, Kat took hold of her camera and their passes, before pushing Foxy to the door.
Meredith meanwhile just thought that they were going to get breakfast, not realizing what Kat had in her hands, and already planned to deflate her dildo when they returned.
She was visibly confused, when Kat went in the direction of the entrance of the hotel and not to the stairs after breakfast.
“Dont we need to go to our room first?”
“Don’t worry. I have our passes and my camera. Or is there something you have had no time to do, while sleeping in today?”
“But but but, it’s still as big as yesterday night. I made it even bigger than in the morning!”
“That sounds like a you problem. Don’t worry. The convention is only a few hours today, and after that we can drive home. We will just take our stuff from our room.”
“But but but.”
“Now hurry up. We don’t want to be late, Foxy.”
Knowing when she was beaten, Foxy accepted a very uncomfortable day that she knew was going to be of her own making.
The convention that day went like the days before, but on this day, the artists presented their live work on a stage to be judged, and Kat was there to document the pieces.
Foxy meanwhile spent most of her time sitting in the background, trying not to agitate the painful toy inside her pussy too much, which was not helped by Kat randomly playing with her app, sending shocks or vibrations her way.
As they were finally done and returned to their room, Foxy spent most of her time looking for the pump while Kat was putting away their stuff.
They checked out, Foxy now dreading their drive home, while Kat happily reminded her .
“Dont worry. It’s only a three hour drive. We will be home in no time.”
“I really hate you sometimes. Fine, I did this to myself. If only I knew where the damned pump was.”
Sitting in their car and already on the street, Kat suddenly had a mischievous idea.
“Hey Foxy, can you do me a favour?"
“What is it?"
“Can you check my camera bag on the backseat? I think I may have forgotten something.”
“Sure.”
When Foxy saw exactly what was in the bag, she started to curse.
“Oh, very funny. I know I annoyed you this morning but this is just mean. Do you have anything to say in our defence?”
“Well, how about remembering the drive here? Siri, put Foxy on the slow teasing program for the next two hours.”
“Shit”
The rest of the drive, Foxy was wiggling and squirming in her seat, while begging Kat to forgive her, never trying to deflate her intruder.
It was after a nearly four hour drive that a desperate Foxy practically sprinted out of the car, wanting nothing more than to finally be free, or that Kat would let her cum, but her kitten forced her to return to the car and first help her get their luggage into the house.
To make matters worse, Kat also forced her to unpack their bags, while she made something to eat for dinner, before finally giving her the pump.
They went up the stairs, and instead of directly going to the bathroom to deflate her, Kat first went into the bedroom to get a pair of pliers.
“Why the pliers?”
“You are still sewn shut, remember? I thought I would remove the wire first.”
“Ok fine. you are forgiven.”
They removed the lacing, and Kat finally deflated and removed the toy. Inspecting her friend, all she could see was a few marks where the spikes had dug into her, but she could not spot any injuries.
Foxy meanwhile finally got to see just how the toy looked like that her kitten hat punished her with.
It looked like a black dick with a tube at the bottom, and tiny metal points at its sides. Wanting to know just how big the thing in her was, she started to inflate it, and after some time, it reached the size of a soda can.
“Kitten, I think I have learned my lesson. Why don’t we clean up and care for our piercings before going to bed. I think I can sleep for a week after today.”
“Fine by me, but don’t forget to replace your rings, and you still have to do something.”
“What?”
“You still have to put my collar back on me. Or don’t you want to keep me?”
“After the shower kitten, you know the rule.”
“Fine. Let’s hurry up.”
With that, both washed, and while Kat cleaned the toys thoroughly, Foxy removed her catheter and reinserted her rings.
Back in the bedroom, Foxy finally took hold of the collar, and locked it securely around Kat’s neck before pulling the younger woman into bed with her where both soon fell asleep.