Fullfill her 'wishes'

Since she's begging for it, you deliver! You leave her with the group of your colleagues for a few minutes while you run to her office to grab some of her cuntbusting toys. You knew they would keep her pussy nice and swollen for you, they had already all lined up to kick her cunt and you could hear her screams from here. Looking around for what was once your least favorite of the toys, you manage to gather quite a bit of them up before heading back. You watch as the last person in line, a woman with an hourglass figure known for her strong kicks, swings her kitten heel up into Val's pussy. As the woman's toe tears through her lower lips, Val stops begging for mercy, knowing its already too late as her face begins to screw up in pain. When the woman's toe smashes into her clit with explosive strength, Val's eyes cross as she screams, her body lifting with the blow. She falls to her knees, her arms supporting her upper weight so she was on her hands and knees rather than gaurding her cunt. The woman behind her can't resist and sends another strong kick directly into Val's clit, the **** of the blow flipping her onto her back as she screams. Still, she doesn't dare cover her swollen pussy. Just the action alone would send waves of pain through her swollen love bud. You only have time for one toy before the work day is over, so you decide to make it one she can sleep in. The wooden horse. Your coworkers help you lift her mostly limp body onto the machine, she only had the energy left to vigorously shake her head 'no' in silent begging. You all ignore her and SLAM her pussy first onto the machine. The angled wood splits her lips with ease, allowing her clit to take the majority of the blow. Hooking her ankles to the spread restraints has her somehow sink down further onto the contraption as she screams. Her hands were in front of her on the wooden horse, trying desperately to lift her body up to alleviate some of the pressure crushing her slit, but with the ankle restraints keeping her in place, it was futile. All she could do was lift herself up a quarter of an inch, but she couldn't keep it up and fell back down with a thunk and a scream. You decide this could be amusing and move the restraints up her leg a bit, allowing her to lift herself up a few inches knowing she would never be able to hold it for long and any time she tried, she would inevitably bust her cunt again. As she's lifting herself up again, you grab a rather large butt plug and **** it into her ass, shocking her into dropping onto her clit again. Her screams filled the building once again and it was music to your ears. As she struggled in the contraption, always either squishing her swollen clit under her own body weight or making it one hundred times worse for herself by adding momentum to her crushed bud, you started ordering next day shipping items for tomorrow on the company's card from Val's phone you found at some point. They should be waiting for you at the office in the morning. Rolling Val to the front window, you decide to let her be the display everyone walking by can see. Placing a note on the door as you leave that says 'Val's Dom's and Sub's would keep anyone from calling the cops. Val was always changing the buisness after all. This was just 'the next switch'. You leave another note on the window by Val saying 'The Cuntbusting ****. **** masochist, do not worry, I love this!' Walking away, you could already see people lining up and taking pictures of Val and her sign.