You decide to be merciless. Forcing her to her back and sitting on her chest to keep her down, you reach into your panties and rub around. At first, she moans from the gentle touch. Then, you find your target. Taking her clit between your fingers, you squeeze it with all your might, enjoying the feeling of her squirming below you as you crushed the bundle of nerves. Twisting it elicits a cry of agony.
"Not my clit!" She cries out and you can hear the tears that were very likely streaming down her face in the form of agony as her voice was higher pitched than usual.
"Yes, your clit. It feels a bit swollen from the kick, so sorry but it made itself a good target. Hey, tell me how this feels." You twist and pull her clit and her answer to your question is a loud scream of agony as her hips buck. You feel her clit pull as you tightened your grip, her bucking hips squishing then pulling her clit from her own involuntary actions. Her body was on autopilot as her brain registered the agony between her legs. Kneading her clit between your fingers, you feel her squirming again as she tries to get out from under you, but it only pulls and twists her clit more.
"Fuck!" She cries out, her voice tight from agony.
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