The opposite of being careful...

Without saying a word, Mike takes a step forwards and slams his foot into Brooke’s crotch with all his might!

“AAAARRGH!” Brooke cries out in pain. The **** of the kick lifts her a few inches off the floor. It misses her clit, but it still hurts like hell!

She drops down onto her knees, and before she can cover herself with her hands another kick smacks against her pussy.

“HRRNNNNNHHHH!!” she groans, her pretty face contorted in a grimace of pain.

She fights the urge to grab her sore pussy, and instead tries to push Mike away from her with both arms. Unfortunately for her, her movements are slow and clumsy in her current state. Mike grabs her by the wrists as she flails at him, and launches a third devastating kick to her nether regions. This time, he feels his foot connect with a distinct little nub that compresses and then flattens.

SQUICK!

“UGH!” grunts Brooke. Her whole body tenses up and she freezes for a moment in shock. Then, the pain hits her and she screams at Mike as she desperately tries to pull her arms away from his grip.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHH! What the fuck?!? I told you not to!! You popped my clit!! Why did you d-AAAAAARGHH!!”

Her frantic and agonized yelling is cut short as Mike fires yet another kick into her crotch! He hangs onto her wrists, keeping her arms well out of the way as he proceeds to batter her poor pussy with a full dozen more kicks, destroying any remnant of her clitoris.

Mike lets go of Brooke's wrists, and she flops backwards onto the floor. Her knees are bent and her feet are tucked under her, making her back arch up slightly as she lays awkwardly on the ground. She isn't moving much, but the faint agonised groans coming from her as her body twitches slightly tells Mike that she's still conscious.