Rodeo

Half way through the hour, the treadmill like beads stop moving as the 'horse' changes gears. It started rocking back and forth. At first you didn't really get it. The small bumps were uncomfortable and **** your pussy to dig in more, but it wasn't as bad as the beads. But it started getting rougher and those small bumps turned into fully throwing you six inches into the air just for your cunt to be flung back into the wooden horse. Landing the first time at its roughest stage **** you to cry out in agony as your clit got flattened between your body and the **** device. It was like riding a mechanical bull, only one where your cunt gets crushed. Every second you were flung back into the air only to have your clit crushed the next.

"Aiii!" You squeal as your clit lands on one of the beads. Your poor love bud pressed tightly against it as waves of pain shoot through every nerve in it, the agony fogging your brain. Tears and drool streamed down your face as your brain worked on processing every blow to your clit.

SMACK! Your eyes cross as your clit hits another bead, but your momentum causes you to slide foward, rubbing your pussy juices along the edge your cunt is crushed against. Your clit pulls and squeezes against you as it catches and pulls away from the beads. It must be very red and swollen by now youd wager, but you knew it would take much more than this. That wasn't a very comforting thought, it just meant you'd have to endure more ****.