Nipple and Clit piercings!

Emily could feel her stomach tie in knots as the wheel slowed down. Finally, it clicked to a stop. The orb cackled before it turned to the audience.

"It's time for some lewd piercings!" he shouted. "Both upstairs and downstairs!" Emily gasped a little as she covered her chest. Get piercings? On her nipples? And...down there? She had earrings, but putting them anywhere else?

"Alright! Let's get started!" the orb continued. A second later, Emily was on the center stage. The whole crowd around her was cheering. Sitting next to her was a woman in latex gloves, holding a needle and forceps. There was also a table next to her, with an equipment box full of piercings. She seemed perfectly placid, as if this was her everyday job. Emily tightened her grip on her chest and stepped backwards.

"I'm not doing that!" she cried. The crowd around her booed. There was a pop in front of her.

"I wouldn't do that!" he said. "I gave you the rules, remember? If you refuse..."

"PIT! PIT! PIT!" the audience changed. The stage partially opened, causing Emily to jump. Through the crack she could see the middle-aged men, barking like dogs. She felt a chill go down her spine. She was caught between something awful, and something unthinkable, but between the piercings and getting knocked up by those men...

"Fine!" Emily said. The audience cheered, and the floor closed. With very stiff movements, Mia walked over to the woman.

Still completely calm, the woman spoke. "What kind of piercing do you want?"

"What do you think folks?" the orb asked the crowd.

"RINGS! RINGS! RINGS!" the crowd chanted.

"You heard the crowd!" the ball shouted. Without a word, the woman reached into her equipment box. She extracted three rings. Emily was a little annoyed, as they were all shaped like hearts.

"Well?" the woman asked. "Whip them out."

The crowd cheered wildly, as Emily felt sick to her stomach. She was going to have to show her breasts...to all of these people. She hesitated, but a moment later, the stage started to open. The degenerates below began barking again.

"Alright! Alright!" Emily cried. The stage closed again. With a shuddering sigh, Emily began untying the string that held her blouse together. When she opened it, the crowd cheered again. If she wasn't wearing white makeup, her face would be bright red. With shaking hands, she undid her black, lacy bra and lifted it off her breasts. The crowd whistled loudly. Her white skin and pink nipples were on display for everyone. The piercing woman reached forward. Her forceps, with had holes on the end, grabbed her left nipples. Emily jumped a little at the touch. The woman lifted up her needle, and put it against the skin.

"Brace yourself." the woman said flatly. Emily cringed and bit her lip. The piercer then shoved the needle. There was a popping noise, and it wasn't the orb. Emily shrieked as pain went across her body. Her skin fleshed out with goosebumps. She gasped in pain for a few moments, before it faded. The woman removed the needle, sending another streak of pain across Emily. The woman then applied ****, causing Emily to hiss. Then the woman clicked the heart-shaped ring through the nipple. Emily shivered, knowing the first one was done.

There was a pop, and it wasn't a piercing this time.

"Are you liking this?" the orb asked, excited.

"What? No!" Emily screamed.

"You sure? 'Cause, you're covered in bumps and you're shivering..."

"In pain!"

"Uh...not many people break out with pain."

"Listen, don't tell me what I like...!"

Emily wasn't paying attention, and the piercing woman stabbed through her other nipple. Emily gasped, went stiff, and her skin broke out again. The orb then grinned.

"I don't know folks, looks like you enjoy pain!" he laughed. The crowd cheered and laughed The woman put the other ring through the bud. She then looked up at Emily.

"Well? Show me your lady." she said. Emily gulped. She quickly tied her blouse back on without her bra, to the booing of the crowd. The feel of the piercings against her clothing made her shiver again. With shaking hands again, she reached under her skirt and pulled her underwear down. She then lifted her skirt, showing her folds.

The orb whistled at the sight. "You should have died the hair down there as well! Now I now you're a brunette!"

"Shut-up!" Emily screamed. Abruptly, Emily was lying on a table with stirrups. She glanced left and right for a moment, before realizing it was so the woman could get better access. With no words, the woman leaned forward with her tools. Emily let out little squeaks, feeling the forceps grab at her button and pull it out. The woman then put the needle up to hit.

"Brace." the woman said. Emily cringed. With a quiet pop, the needle went through her clit. Emily gasped and her body jerked for a few moments. The crowd cheered, as it almost looked as if she were having an orgasm. The orb grinned at the sight, enjoying it. When Emily stopped bucking, the woman resumed her work, causing the goth girl to flinch a few more times. Finally, the heart-shaped ring was on her pussy as well.

"Alright! Finally, show them off!" the orb cried. Emily got off the table with quivering legs.

"No way!" she shrieked. The crowd booed loudly. The ground jerked under Emily as the stage cracked apart again. Emily grit her teeth, but knew she had to get through his sick game. She undid her blouse, to the delight of the crowd. She then lifted up her skirt, showing off her pussy. The crowd screamed and thumped their feet against the ground. The entire building rumbled, as Emily burned in her humiliation.

As the crowd grew silent, Emily could hear a constantly laughing. It wasn't a normal laugh, it was a loud cackle, as if someone just heard a great joke. She slowly turned her head to see the orb. It was rolling back and forth in the air, howling.

"Oh my god!" he cried. "I can't believe you did that! Oh ho ho ho ho!"

"What's so funny?" Emily demanded.

"Hahahahaha! That was rich! You're so dumb! I'm just fucking with you!"

"WHAT?"

"I'm not going to change the game I'm playing just because you asked! Had the wheel landed on a guy, you would have probably been knocked up!"

"You son of a bitch!"

"Now, now, I was just teaching you a lesson, or dooming you, whatever the wheel chose. Anyway, back to the real game!" His hands appeared with a pop and they clapped together twice. In an instant, the whole sick game was gone.