Naturally, on your clit

“NO GOD! PLEASE NO!” you shriek with tears streaming down your face. Your pussy was quivering. Your clit was still throbbing. You watch as Victoria opens the clamp between her fingers, revealing the two sets of sharp metal teeth.

You bring your hands down to shield your pussy. Two of Victoria’s lackeys act on your poor defense and grab onto the clips on your nipples and SQUEEZE and TWIST.

“EEEEIIIGHHH!” you squeal, bringing your hands up to stop the tit ****. You immediately regret your action, leaving your pussy completely **** as Victoria brings the open clip over your clit.

“Say Ahhh,” Victoria says right before she lets go, letting the clamp pinch and squeeze the life out of your clit.

“AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!” you scream. Thrusting your hip up and down to try to shake it off. Tears were streaming down your face as you feel a huge wave of agony come over your whole body.

Victoria attaches a metal chain to the clamp and yanks your clit up away from your lower lips. Your body is **** to follow and you are pulled to your shaky feet. Instinctually, you reach your hands down to your crotch to free your pussy from this inhuman pain.

“NUH UH!” Victoria yells, adding a quick tug to the chain. “Hands behind your back! NOW!”

You froze, contemplating your next decision carefully. You desperately wanted your clit free of this dreaded clamp, but have just experienced Victoria’s wrath firsthand. Knowing she could be even crueler, you slowly move your hands behind your back and lower your head, crying in defeat. Before you know it, one of the girls places handcuffs on your hands, locking them behind your back. Now with no way to resist, you say a silent prayer, knowing you just signed the fate of your pussy over to the cruelest bullies in the school.

“Now let’s get going. Wouldn’t want to be late to class,” Victoria says as she pulls you forward. Horror comes over you as you remember you have gym class next with Victoria and her three lackeys.

They prod your naked and abused body across campus, forcing you follow behind Victoria or suffer more clitical pain. Picture flashes and stares follow you across campus, but embarrassment is the least of your concerns right now. Every step **** your thighs to brush against the clamp, shooting agonizing pain through your tortured clit. Your legs were weak and wobbly after being **** into splits for so long. Victoria kept up a fast pace and if you ever started to fall behind, she would send a sharp tug to your clit to pull you forward. Every step was pain. Every pull was agony. But you had to do your best to stay focused, simply on walking. Knowing if you tripped, it would be the end for your precious clit.

After the hellish trek across campus, you finally arrive at the locker rooms to the gym.