The important places

After Amelia was finished with Christine's face she look over to the remaining piercings. There was only a handful left.

"That should about do it for your face Mrs. President", said Amelia and stepped back. "You can look at yourself in the mirror later, but we should get to the more important places on your body. Let's start with your vagina."

Christine's face became red when she heard Amelia state the obvious. Christine looked over to see the remaining piercings.

"It looks like we have one barbell-type piercing and around ten rings left. I suggest the barbell piercing for your clit and we split the rings for your pussy lips. We don't want to risk a paparazzi getting a shot of your uncovered pussy lips, do we?", Amelia stated.

Christine was now very nervous she spread her left further to give Amelia better access to her most exclusive presidential suite, her pussy.

Amelia gave Christine a towel to bite down on and pierced the president's clit with a needle. She then grabbed the barbell piercing and pushed it through the hole. She made sure to pierce the clit all the way down at the base. This had the effect that now with the barbell piercing installed the clit could no longer retract beneath the clitoral hood and was now exposed to the outside elements. Christine would probably be unable to wear panties or any tight-fitting pants with her clit exposed like this.

Christine was huffing and puffing after the blinding white pain that radiated from her clit very very slowly became less. Before Christine could fully gather her thought Amelia was already at the first piercing of her outer pussylip. Christine was almost driven wild by the pace at which Amelia worked on her pussy. One piercing came after another. And within a few minutes, her presidential pussy was pierced four times in each outer cuntlip, one in each inner cuntlip and one in her clit making it eleven piercings in under seven minutes. T

Looking over at the table Amelia realized only one piercing was left.

"Perfect! You are doing very well Mrs. President! Now we should do something about your exposed anus.

Christine rolled over on her stomach and a sharp pain shot through her navel. Amelia tried to reposition Christine and grabbed her legs, pulling her back a couple of inches. This had the effect that Christine dragged her exposed clit across the leather surface of the massage table, which sent shivers through her body.

Amelia now commanded Christine to reach back and keep her asscheeks spread to gain better access. Christine did as she was told and Amelia took the opportunity and snapped a few more pictures of the president's freshly pierces pussy and spread asscheeks.

Putting her phone away, Amelia grabbed her piercing gun and loaded the last piercing into it. Then she pressed the gun against Christine's sphincter and pulled the trigger. Now there was a shiny golden ring on the tight brown star between Christine's asscheeks.

"I'm very sorry Mrs. President there are no piercings left to cover your tits. I will have to see if there are any more piercings I can use to cover up your nipples."

"That is not very professional of you Miss Amelia, but ok I will wait here."

Amelia turned to exit the room and with played confusion, she pulled her and from her pockets. "Looks like I still have exactly two piercings Mrs. President!", she exclaimed. Christine was visibly relieved. That relief was only for a short while though. In Amelia's hands were quite chick golden rings with small golden bells attached.

"You can't be serious!", Christine shouted. "That's the only piercings left for my breasts? It's better than walking around with my breasts hanging out I guess. Get to it woman! I'm getting sick of sitting here with my breasts exposed!" Christine was clearly not very happy about her choices of piercings. In addition, Amelia could notice an audible lisp in Christine's voice. The piercings on her tongue made it awkward to talk and the heavy metal weighted it down.

Amelia takes the needle in her hand and pushes it through Christine's left nipple. Then she put the piercing through the hole and flicked the bell. This made the bell ring in a shrill high pitched chime.

Before Christine could say anything Amelia pushed the needle through her right nipple. The sudden pain together with her rage made Christine groan with a raspy voice and the sudden jerk made her bell chime again. Shortly after the other piercing with its bell was attached to Christine's other nipple.

Amelia moved out of the way and directed Christine to a nearby mirror on the wall. Christine got up and walked over to look at her body. Each step made the bells on her nipples chime and the movement of her legs stimulated her clit through the barbell on it. In addition, each time Christine clamped down her sphincter it sent a dull ache through her nervous system.

All that annoyed the president but it was better than walking around nude.