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Chapter 7
by martineasy
Make love, not war or finish what she started?
"Time to finish what I started."
Time to finish what I started, Rose thought while she smiled sweetly at Sandra, "That feels so good, babe, suck on that big clit that you nearly clipped off."
Sandra smiled and winked seductively before lowering her face back down to suck and lick Rose's pussy and throbbing pink clitoris. Rose watched her intently for a moment before sitting up a bit and running her hands through Sandra thick, dark hair, moaning loudly with pleasure as her would-be de-clitter slipped two fingers into slick pink folds.
"God, that feels so fucking good," Rose moaned as she deftly reached over and noiselessly slid her bedside drawer open. As her fingers delved in and felt around for the syringe, her eyes glanced over at her cir-clamp that she would be using in just a moment to clip Sandra's clitoris off with once she injected her with the fast acting sedative. A sly smile played across Rose's lips.
"Are you looking for something?" Sandra asked distractedly, only glancing up momentarily before returning her attention Rose's quivering pussy.
Rose's fingers found the narrow, cylindrical shaft of the syringe causing her to grin, "Yes, a toy that I think you're really going to enjoy."
"If you do something crazy, I'm going to clip you," Sandra said in a tone that was both playful and serious, "I'd rather we be friends..."
"We can be friends with just one clit between us," Rose said assuredly and brought the syringe from the drawer, flicked off its protective top and poked it into Sandra's upper arm, leaving a black splotch.
"Is that so?" Sandra said as she looked at the permanent marker Rose had poked her with, stunned realization played across the redhead's pretty face, "Very well."
"Ouch," Rose squealed as something pricked into her inner thigh, she looked down to see Sandra push the plunger of the loaded syringe, sending the powerful sedative flowing into her. Rose moaned and slowly collapsed back into her pillows, her legs and arms going heavy.
Sandra's breasts brushed against Rose's as the brunette woman collected the cir-clamp from next to her lamp and fitted it around the pulsating nub of pink flesh between her legs. Her eyes slowly rolled back as she felt an intense sting and burn as Sandra deftly squeezed the cir-clamp's handles and clipped off her plump clitoris.
You failed to keep your clit.
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Can You Keep Your Clit?
A story of cunning and deception
The Infamous Clit Hunter has spawned all manner of copy cats- Sexy ladies with a penchant for collecting the fun-buttons of their witless victims, hoping to rise to the peak levels of notoriety as the mysterious collector of girl pearls. The problem with gaining such notoriety is now these copy cats have found themselves squarely in the crosshairs of the Clit Hunter herself... Can they manage to keep their little man safely in his boat, or will they too fall victim to woman whom they pay homage?
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- Lesbian, Bondage, Cuntbust, Clitoridectomy
Updated on Jul 25, 2019
by martineasy
Created on Jul 18, 2019
by martineasy
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