Living room

She walks into the living room.

First thing she notices is the large television in the wall, so obviously she has to see how it works.

She grabs the remote off of the coffee table and presses the ‘on’ button, but nothing happens, so she presses again, and again, and again, she spams the ‘on’ button as fast as she can over and over, but still nothing happens.

She sighs and puts the remote down, disappointed.

A soft whirring from out the ground catches Willow’s ear, before a two holes appear where her feet are, and her feet are sucked into the ground all the way up to her knees.

She panics, desperately trying to pull her feet out of the ground, but to no avail.

One more hole appears on the ground between her legs, and a strange metal contraption comes out, it raises out of the ground and in front of Willow’s crotch, then the contraption reveals its secret mechanism.

A smaller metal pole thrusts out from the large one and- *SLAM* hits Willow square in the clit.

Willow’s face scrunches up in pain and her hands fly to cup her crotch, but before she can, the pole slams into her crotch again, and then again, and again, and again.

It slams into her clit repeatedly at fast speeds and a strong strength, each time flattening it and smashing it against her pubic bone.

As many times as she pressed the ‘on’ button on the remote, the pole hits her 10 times as much.

So much so that after a full minute it still hasn’t stopped, still crushing her poor clit, which, judging from the amount of pain she’s in, is probably as red as a tomato at this point.

And each hit, Willow’s face scrunches up a bit more.

Then, the larger metal pole leans back and gathers momentum, before- *WHACK* it smashes her now enlarged clit and immediately bends back again, and Willow lets out a strained groan as her clit throbs in the worst pain she has ever felt.

*WHACK*

Another hit to her clit makes her face turn green.

And finally, the pole bends back as far as it can, before at full speed-

*THWACKKKKK*

The pole crushes her tortured clit, but this time it doesn’t move back, instead it pushes further into her clit and grinds itself into it, crushing and grinding Willow’s clit torturously.

Willow’s scrunched up face twitches and spasms, her eyes slowly rolling back into her skull.

Then the pole moves back and retracts into the ground, Willow’s clit is so enlarged that it’s visible through her jeans, sticking out and rubbing against her underwear while it’s throbbing like crazy.

She tries to cup her crotch, but the second she touches her clit she gasps in pain.

She thinks its over, but before she can even try to recover, she feels her legs being split further as her feet are pushed out of ground, but are spread and pulled away from her body.

Two metal claw pushes her legs so far into the split that her feet are almost at the height of her head.

Her pussy lips, labia, vagina, and clit are split wide open and it feels like her entire crotch is on fire.

She screams loudly, begging and pleading with the machine to let her go.

But alas, her legs are lifted over her head and put behind her neck, before the machine retracts back into the ground.

Her pussy mount stick out her jeans like a bulge as her legs are now out the way, but it doesn’t even begin to compare to her clit, which looks like a small rock in her pants.

She falls forward and she gasps as her crotch slams into her ground, pushing onto her clit.

She desperately tries to get out of the position she was put in, but she’s stuck.

And for the next 30 seconds, she struggles intensely while her swollen and enlarged clit pushes into the ground before she finally gets her legs out of her neck.

She immediately gets on her back, catching her breath as she’s unable to cup her groin.

But she can’t take a break, after all, who knows when this rich woman might return back home, she has to move quick.

So, despite her body’s clear begging to rest, she gets up, her legs slightly spread due to the pain between them.

And she looks further throughout the living room.