Make Up for lost time (not for the faint of heart)

You give your head a shake. This is supposed to be a challenge and you just standing there in awe isn't giving the petite Ninja any difficulty. You decide that you have to make up for this. You take two quick steps back. The band is now pulling so hard at your clit piercing, you nearly scream out.

At that same moment, Ninja girl lets out a throaty cry of pleasure. She has reached her climax and you failed to make it even remotely interesting. In your frustration at yourself, you take another step back, not watching where you are walking. Your foot hits your tennis shoe. Your foot comes out from under you and you fall. The band jerks at your clit piercing. You feel a terrible ripping sensation and your little heart charm flings in the air.

You watch in heart stopping panic as a small bit of flesh arcs after it. The pain slams into you so hard, you can't hold back your scream. You slap your hands to your pussy, too late to protect your precious love button. All you can do is roll around on the floor and hiss through your teeth.

As you start to come back to yourself, your eyes instantly track to where that piece of your womanhood lay useless and ruined.