Nope

With Victoria now gone, you are left completely alone in the locker room to deal with your current predicament. The clothespins were still stuck painfully on your nipples, but infinitely worse was the metal clip stuck on your clit. You try not to move but your legs were already weak and straining themselves. You feel them shaking, as they are **** to hold your weight in a half squat position.

Knowing you won’t be able to hold in this position long, you attempt to relieve your legs, slowly moving up and down as much as the chain would allow. While this helps utilize different muscles in your legs, it also painfully pulls your clit up and down. Agonizing minutes go by and the only thing you could focus on was the strain in your legs and the pain radiating from between them.

“HEEEELLLP!” you scream. You are left sobbing to yourself as the lack of response signifies that no one would be coming to your rescue.

You feel your legs approaching their limit and you struggle to wiggle you clit from the clamp. Your clit is twisted painfully away from your lips and you can’t help by scream in agony. Your escape is futile and the pulls on your sensitive bud only making your suffering worse.

Now given up on freeing your clit, you press you body up against the lockers to relieve some weight off your legs. It didn’t help much but you figured this was the best position to wait for someone to rescue you.

Minutes pass by and you feel like your legs have about reached their limit. That’s when you hear the locker room doors swing open.

You thank the gods that your prayers have been answered. Hopeful that you’re saved, you cry out, “HELP ME! PLEASE! MY CLIT!”

Your heart sank when your suspected heroes turn the corner and it’s revealed to be none other than Victoria along with three boys from your class.

“See I told you she’d still be here.” Victoria says to the three. She turns back to you, “How’s it hanging nerd?”

You sniffle at her comment, hoping she had come back to free you from your ****.

“Please! Please! Please let me down.” You beg with tears in your eyes.

“Nope! But I’ve brought you a present.” she says with glee.

She pulls out a small pink vibrator and holds it up for you to see. You’re left wide eyed and whimpering, thinking about what she’s going to do with it. You don’t have to wonder long as she attaches it to the clamp on your clit and turns it on the lowest setting.

You immediately feel the effect of the little sex toy. Even just the low setting vibrates the clamp, awakening a new electric-like pain into your already severely **** and sensitive clit.

“AAHHHH” you scream shaking against the lockers. Your movement causes the clamp to pull back and forth, making your suffering worse.

“TAKE IT OFF! TAKE IT OFF! PLEAAASE!”

Victoria and the three boys ignore you and simply watch your performance. They loved hearing your whimpers and cries, as you futilely struggle to relieve you precious clit of this ****.

Agony was spreading from your pussy through the rest of your body. The tight squeeze of the clamp, the shaking of the vibrator, the pulling from your movements, all combined together to create the worst pain in your life.

That is until Victoria set the vibrator up to the Medium setting. Your clit felt like it was on fire. Your thighs were burning. You legs are buckling wildly, tugging the clamp back and forth. All thought of escape was gone. Now, you were just trying to process the agony in your pussy. It feels like the a dozen electrified pins were dancing all over your clit.

But through the pain, your pussy felt the heat and pleasure that was building from the constant stimulation of the vibrator. It was still greatly overshadowed by the enormous pain, but gradually it grew. Your pussy was already soaked from the constant stimulation thus far. It wasn’t long before some fluid began dripping down your leg.

“Looks like she’s liking it”

Victoria walks behind you to grab the clothespins on your tits and pulls them off. You scream from the pain as blood rushes back to your nipples. It was more painful than when the pins were crushing then.

Pain and pleasure were overwhelming your senses. Your legs were shaky and likely going to give in soon.

“PLEASE! PLEASE! I’M GOING TO FALL!”

“Then fall.”

Victoria turns it up the highest setting and you let out another gut wretching cry. Both the pleasure and pain were soaring to unimaginable levels.

Your hyper-sensitive clitoris was shaking uncontrollably under the mean grasp of the clamp. Your brain was getting racked by pain and pleasure. You can’t help but shake your hips. You’re defenseless against the onslaught that the mean clamp and vibrator are sending to your pussy. Now, your legs were completely dripping with fluid. You could feel the pressure building and about to burst.

“OH GOD! FUCK! OHHHH! I’M CUMMING-AAAAAAHHHH!”

You are pushed over the edge and you scream in the most intense and most painful orgasm of your life. Your hips are bucking wildly. Your eyes roll to the back of your head. Your tongue now lolling out. Fluid gushing out of your pussy, as the orgasm hit you like a fucking truck. Your legs give out and you fall to the ground finally freeing your clit but in the most painful way possible.

The clamp had pulled your clit impossibly far from your pussy lips. Its teeth scrape down the length of your clit, as it reached the very tip of your clit. It had stayed there momentarily, harshly pinching the very tip of your sensitive bud, before finally being pulled free. You squirm around on the ground in absolute agony and howl in pain.

The aftermath of the intense orgasm, the scraping of the clamp, and now the feeling of your blood begin to rush back to your clit create the new worse pain of your life. All these painful moments that no girl should ever have to experience, combine and push you over your mental limit and you black out on the ground.