Low blows

You pull a seat over and watch as the rest of employees surround her in a half circle, so even if her panties ripped, there was no escape. You were on the bottom level now, enjoying an unibstructed view as the railing was one of those glass ones. Someone slaps her ass hard enough to squish her pussy against the glass and you could feel your own pussy get wet as the slap echoed throughout the building. A woman grabs her from behind, twisting her nipples and you enjoy seeing her face scrunch up in pain.

"Remember, today she isn't Val, she's Slut, Bitch, or Whore!" You call out.

"Well, Slut, you should learn to close your legs!" You hear a man call out as the woman finally releases Val's nipples and back away. Your clit springs to life in excitement as you watch hers crush between his shoe and her own body. You watch her body lift into the air from the kick as her muffled screams of agony fills the room. He must have had a running start to lift her almost a foot into the air like that! Her thong keeps a stubborn grip on the rail, meaning once she lands, it digs further into her pussy. You watch as she loses her footing, her legs shaking too much to support her. She falls to her knees and continues falling foward, crushing her large boobs against the glass as the front of her thong reaches above her head. Even from way down here, you could hear the fabric pop in protest as it slices into her sensitive, swollen clit. You couldn't see past the titty pancakes, but you knew she was crying. Her pussy was swollen and red and her legs remained spread wide, you knew it was because it hurt to close them. This **** attempt to not hurt her pussy only leaves it open to more ****, though. Mercilessly, a pointed toe digs directly into her clit from behind, forcing her to lean further into her crushed tits. Looking closer, you can see her clit was now mushrooming around the fabric of her panties as it was pulled taut enough to be thinner than her bud. You'd never experienced that pain before mostly wearing cheeky cut panties, but you could imagine how it felt. It probably felt like a thousand little needles stabbing every nerve ending as the taut fabric cut off circulation. Her clit would be fine, though. It would hurt like hell when circulation returned, though.