Torment her

"What's wrong? You kept going on and on about how you were going to break my balls. You were so confident a kick to your precious pussy wouldn't hurt. Well, are you ready for what happens now that you've lost? I can tell you're scared. You're shaking like a leaf! Ah, don't worry, I won't break your precious pussy. Not on purpose, at least. No, I want to see it bruise and swell. I want you to beg for mercy even when you know your cunt is relatively safe. I want to watch your mind try to wrap itself around this new pain you've had the luck to avoid until now."

You stared down at the woman shaking on the floor below you as you stood up. Her hands cradled her cunt, clutching it desperately to sheild it from the impending pain it was about to suffer. It didn't help, you just kicked her hands until she moved them aside with a squeal. Of course, you made sure you kicked her hands into her pussy as hard as you could. You looked down at her squished lady lips slowly puffing back up to where they usually rest. Her entire pussy was already red. You bring your foot back for a powerful swing, targeting her clit thats slightly protected by her slightly swollen pussy lips.

"Wait! Please have mercy!" She begs.

To which you coldy answer "no" as you swing your foot foward full ****.

SMACK!!! Her eyes cross as the laces of your shoe collides with her pussy. Her face looks like a busted AI going haywire in a movie as it changes the more you follow through on your kick, going through every stage of agony is roughly two seconds as her cunt gets flattened against her own, unforgiving pubic bone with enough **** to send her a few feet across the floor. You crouch down by her again to examine the damage. Her pussy lips were an angry red and swollen up about half their size more. Pinching them and pulling them aside earns a whimper from the beaten girl as you get a look at her clit. It was immediately obvious it took the brunt of the blow and you could imagine it crushed flat under your shoe. It was also red and swollen, which it wasn't quite to that point before your kick. It was also throbbing, moving with the rythym of a heartbeat. Or maybe you were imaging that part. Either way, you couldn't help but to reach foward and flick it. Ignoring the squeals and screams of protest coming from the poor clit's owner, you alternate between flicking it and squeezing it, adding in plenty of twists and pulls to make it feel like you were trying to tear it off. Looking at her face as you work her love bud, you're pleased to find her face twisting in agony. Drool and tears were already starting to pool under her head. Her hands were clinched, fingernails digging into her own skin probably to try to distract herself from the pain in her pussy. You were sure it wasn't working and this was just the warm up.

"How are you feeling now? Tell me, how does this pain make you feel? Are you embarassed having your pussy hurt like this?"