The next week passed without incident. It was a busy week for the camp and neither had time to do much together. They did manage to eat together and would walk together when the opportunity presented itself though. Even though they spent more time away from each other than they did together, the bond between them grew.

Saturday was a lull time in camp as one week's campers left and the following week's campers would not arrive until Sunday morning. There were some campers around who had signed up for more than one week but the hectic schedule during the week slacked off.

Jim had asked Erica to come by his cabin on Saturday evening. He had explained that he had to do an errand and would not be around for the evening meal but he would have something for her. Erica had tried to find out what Jim was talking about but he wouldn't say.

Erica ate with the other counselors but her mind couldn't follow their conversation. She was excited about Jim getting her something and couldn't wait to see what it was. As soon as she finished her meal, she left and headed for Jim's cabin.

Erica knocked on the door and was happy to find that he had returned. She went in and Jim handed her a small box. "You've been very good this week so I bought you a reward," he commented. Erica took the package and stared at it in amazement. No boy had ever bought her a present. "Well, are you going to open it or not?" Jim joked.

Erica smiled as she tore into the box. Inside was a small gold ring. Even though she knew it wouldn't fit, she took the ring and placed it on the tip of her little finger. Jim laughingly said, "Its not that kind of ring." Erica looked at him with a puzzled expression. "It's a piercing ring," he explained.

"My parents won't let me have pierced ears," she blankly said.

Jim laughed again. "It's not for your ear, silly. I wanted to get you something to remind you of me that no one can see. It's a nipple ring."

"What!" Erica blurted.

"A nipple ring," Jim repeated. "I'm going to pierce your nipple for you. Take off your top."

"But people will see it! What about when I change... or if I take a shower. Everyone will know!" Erica protested.

"You're right. I never thought about that," Jim replied. Erica breathed a sigh of relief. Jim thought for a moment. "I know! Take off your pants."

"Where are you going to put it?" Erica questioned.

"I can pierce your pussy! No one will see it there!" offered Jim. A look of horror came over Erica's face. The thought of having her tender pussy pierced terrified her. Jim, seeing the expression on Erica's face, added, "Don't worry. I'll put it on the inside. Nobody will know."

Erica was going into shock. He certainly couldn't be serious. Fuzziness clouded her brain and everything went black.

Her eyes fluttered open as Jim caressed her cheek. "What happened?" she blurted as she started to sit up.

"Relax," Jim said as his hand pushed her back down. "You must have fainted. I caught you and put you on my bed." Erica's hand went to her pants. "No, you're not pierced yet. You were only out for a minute. Are you OK?" Erica nodded as she started to relax some. "Take off your pants," Jim instructed.

Terror hit Erica again. Her mouth opened as she looked wide eyed at Jim. "Don't worry," he smiled. "It will only take a minute and it will be over."

Erica didn't know what to do. How could she allow him to pierce her, especially there? She wanted to protest but she didn't want to disappoint him or make him angry. Slowly she reached for her shorts. She hesitated, took a deep breath, and then pushed them down. Jim helped and pulled the shorts from her feet. "Now the panties," he instructed. With robot like actions, Erica pushed the panties down until Jim took them and removed them the rest of the way. "Open your legs." Erica reluctantly spread her feet some. "No. Bend your knees and open up real wide. I need room to work," continued Jim.

Fear had frozen Erica. She wasn't afraid of Jim but being pierced was more than she could handle. "Go on..." Jim encouraged. Somehow Erica's body responded and her knees bent as her legs flopped open completely exposing her pussy. Her head was spinning with humiliation, embarrassment, and fear all crashing into it. Jim's hand went to the horrified girl's cunt.

"I can't!" Erica cried.

"Yes you can," Jim calmly countered. "You're doing fine. Now, take your hands and spread yourself open."

With only adrenaline pumping through her veins, Erica's shaking hands went to her crotch. "Stop shaking," Jim said.

"I can't!" Erica cried again.

"I'll have to do it myself then," Jim stated. "Take my pillow and hold it over your face. I know you don't want someone rushing in and seeing you like this if you cry out."

That thought even frightened her more. She grabbed the pillow and pulled it tightly to her face. Jim touched her pussy causing her to jump. "Hold still!" he commanded. His hands returned to her pussy. Erica wanted to die. Jim's hands were fumbling around her wide opened pussy. She had never felt so exposed; so embarrassed; so scared. She felt a sharp pain and her legs instinctively started to close in protection. Jim's hands slammed into her knees holding her legs open. "Hold still!" he yelled.

Erica screamed into the pillow as pain shot through her tender pussy lip. Although it hurt, she managed to relax her leg muscles. Jim's hands left her legs and returned to her pussy. She felt him once more poking and prodding. The endorphins in her brain caused the surroundings to disappear. It was like she was floating on a cloud. "All done," rang in her ear. "Do you want to see?" asked Jim.

"No... Yes... No... Yes... I don't know," Erica stammered.

"I'll get a mirror," Jim said as he left the bed. A few moments later, Erica felt Jim sit on the bed again. "Here. Look," he offered.

Erica lowered the pillow from her face. Jim was holding a mirror between her legs and smiling. She looked into the mirror. In it she could see her pussy like she had never seen it before. Her legs were splayed and her cunt was protruding. Between the pussy lips Erica saw the edge of the gold ring. It was like she was dreaming. She couldn't believe the reflection was really her. "Roll over," Jim instructed.

"Please don't spank me! I did the best I could!" Erica blurted.

"I know," Jim comforted. "I'm not going to spank you. I'm just going to rub your ass. You like that don't you?"

The reference to her "ass" didn't faze Erica this time. With all she had just been through, she didn't care. Gingerly, she rolled over on to her stomach being careful not to close her legs entirely for fear of pain. Once Erica was into position, Jim gently started to massage her butt. Erica's breathing started to slow. As much as she hated to admit it, she enjoyed Jim rubbing her ass. She closed her eyes and tried to forget being pierced.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Erica tensed as Jim asked who it was. "Bill," came the answer from outside. "Come on in," Jim hollered.

Erica froze. There she was laying half naked on Jim's bed and someone was coming in. To make it even worse, he was male! Erica's head snapped around to face Jim as her legs clamped shut. "It's all right," he comforted. "Bill's my best friend. He already knows I was going to pierce you. He's even the one who picked up the ring for me." As Jim spoke, the door opened. Erica slammed the pillow over her flushed head.

"How'd it go?" questioned Bill.

"No problem," responded Jim. "I did change my mind, though. Instead of piercing her nipple, I pierced her pussy. Wanna see?"

Panic hit Erica. Not only was a man in the room looking at her bare ass but Jim had just offered him a view of her most private area! The humiliation was unbearable. Erica's heart was pounding in her ears. "Sure," Bill answered. "Roll over and show him," Jim instructed.

Erica froze. Confusion filled her mind. She couldn't cover up as there was nothing to cover up with. She couldn't leave without the man seeing her. She could feel the sweat starting to form on her face. Jim leaned down to her ear. "Erica, you've been so good all week. Don't ruin it all now. Don't make me have to spank you right in front of Bill. Roll over," he whispered.

Erica knew her choices were limited. She could either roll over and expose herself now or get spanked in front of this stranger and expose herself later. Holding the pillow tightly against her face, she slowly rolled over. "Open your legs so he can see," Jim ordered. Erica slowly opened her legs. "More," Jim stated. Shutting her eyes tightly, Erica complied.

"Nice job!" Bill offered. "Ready to go?"

"Yup, just give me a minute. I'll meet you outside," Jim replied.

As Bill left, Jim leaned down to Erica. "Good girl. You made me very proud and happy." As he whispered, he took the pillow from Erica's face. He then leaned down and kissed her. "On my desk is a care sheet and some cleaning things for you. I'm going out with Bill. You can stay here for a while if you want. When you're ready to leave, remember to take the cleaning stuff with you. By the way, don't wear your panties. They'll probably irritate you where you were just pierced. Wait until tomorrow to put some on." He then stood and left.

Erica closed her eyes and tried to settle her shot nerves. She had no concept of time but finally her body stopped trembling. She open her eyes and saw it was starting to get dark. Her nerves were still frayed but she knew she had to get back to her cabin. She cautiously stood expecting to feel some pain from her recent piercing. There was some pulling but no pain. She slipped her shorts on, sans panties as she was told, and walked to the desk. She glanced over the care sheet and then looked into the bag. Everything mentioned on the sheet was there.

It had been a long evening. Erica left Jim's cabin after doing as the care sheet instructed. After walking the short distance to her cabin, the emotionally drained teen went straight to bed.