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Doro - Three Clits 3 - Lee Anne

Three Clits - Part 3 - Lee Ann

By: Doro< [Clitorectomy]

This is part 3 (but not the last) of the series, this time Lee Ann's clit is at stake! Send feedback and suggestions to: mauraablani@yahoo.com or to the "clitorectomy" group on xxxratedgroups.com. Special thanks and greetings back to darkboy: I enjoyed your stories immensely and I wish I could write like you do!

Neli's first orgasm had also been her last, it happened just when Pat was in the middle of removing her clit and labiae. This had left Neli desperately wanting for more, but of course, she couldn't get there. More than once, she had scratched her scar open again where her gorgeous clit had been before; maybe she was hoping to recapture those last intense moments when Dina had been massaging her perky girl node tenderly.

Meanwhile, Isabelle was insatiable in her own special way. She had a steady boyfriend now, a cute guy with a giant dick that was always hard. She brought him over to Pat's apartment regularly. Commonly she would lift her skirt revealingly and say something like "Fuck me" with a teasing girlish smile on her face. And fuck they did. To be honest, I have to admit that watching them kind of turns me on, even though I usually like girl on girl action better. But watching that guy's huge cock disappear into Isabelle's wet cunt was quite a sight to see. She enjoyed every moment of it. We other gals were often touching ouselves while watching them do it.

"I feel free now," explained Isabelle to me, just as the boy was riding on top of her. Her delicate hand reached down and touched first the base of his massive cock just above her cunt, then her own flesh around him. "Look how wet and swollen my pussy is," she exclaimed proudly. "And I'll never be distracted by an orgasm again. I love it when he fucks me!" She squeezed the base of his cock again. "And when he cums inside of me!"

The five of us would meet frequently during those weeks and months, sometimes to go out and talk, but mostly to stay in Pat's huge apartment having frivolous sex. Dina, the cute collector of plastinated female genitalia, and I were really hitting it off. In those days, we would often just pleasure each other, while the three clitless ones Pat, Isabelle, and Neli, were engaged in different kinds of play - which I assume suited the needs of their modified bodies better. Dina had bought Neli's severed organ and conserved it with some kind of resin that kept it looking life-like forever. Usually she made jewelry out of her trophies, but she seldom actually wore those pieces. All she had on her was the necklace she fashioned out of Neli's "man in the boat", and it looked perfect. Everytime I undressed her, I found Neli's girl node dangling halfway between Dina's neck and breasts. It made me unbelievably horny and I often found myself staring at it as we made love.

One day Dina brought a new girl into the game. She was just nineteen years young, a cute college brat with long, dark hair. Her name was Maria and she had the firmest little tits I had ever seen, I could understand why Dina liked her. But to Maria, Dina was much more. You could see it in her eyes that not only did she belong to Dina completely, she had fallen in love with her beyond hope. We filled Maria in quite gently on the specifics of our little club, and she took it rather well. "She trusts you completely," I said to Dina after we collapsed exhausted on Pat's soft living room floor.

"I know," Dina smiled.

I pointed toward the necklace with Neli's clit. "So you want to add her to this?"

Dina laughed. "Have you seen her pussy? I don't think so. She practically has no labiae and her clit is just not big enough. It wouldn't be worth it."

"I guess she would do anything for you. You wouldn't even have to pay her..."

Dina gave me a deep kiss and then caressed my nipples gently. "I didn't say that she won't be cut. I'll just not collect her pearl."

I laughed. "You're a nasty girl! You'll have her cut? She's nineteen, for chrissakes!"

"She'll get over it. Besides, she told me that she's been fingering herself since she was twelve, so I think that little node of hers already had quite some good time to look back on."

I don't know if Maria knew what was awaiting her, when she came to join us at Pat's that evening. She smiled broadly at Dina and gave her a long kiss hello. Then Dina smiled back and told her to take her clothes off. Maria promptly complied and joined us sitting on the fluffy carpet. "Now finger yourself, sweetie," Dina ordered. Maria catched a look toward Pat preparing her little clitorectomy tools in the background, and if she hadn't known before, by now she had a good idea what was in store for her this night. She swallowed hard, then she spread her legs and showed us her tight, but puffed up pussy.

With her long, slender fingers she began to massage the soft tissue of her cleanly shaven vulva. My own cunt was dripping wet, so I sat on Neli's mouth as she was lying there beneath me. While Neli's tongue circled my wet crack, I gently swayed on top of her face and watched Maria's finger pleasuring her pink cunt in tender little motions. Dina just sat back and watched her doing it.

"Oh my god" whispered Maria, who was now heavily panting. "my pussy... it feels so good... yeah baby, my soft pussy, take my pussy..." Her fingers moved faster and faster, until she visibly shook and let a little orgasm cry out of her cute, soft mouth.

"Well done," said Dina, "how was it?"

Maria smiled, still a little breathless. "It felt good!"

"Are you ready for whatever comes next?" Maria nodded her head yes. Pat came over and attached a little clamp-like device to Maria's still open cunt.

"Are you going to take my pussy away?"

Dina appeared to be thinking about this. "Maybe, I haven't decided yet."

"My pussy is yours, whatever you want to do with it," professed Maria in a display of total submission. Maria flinched as the clamp device was sealed shut. I could see her small pink clit protruding between the two tight bars that sealed it off. But her labiae were indeed so small they hadn't made it into the slot, they must have stayed on the other side. Maria's clit must still have been erect from the masturbation event shortly before, and the blood-restraining clamp made it even bigger now, of course. "It hurts," she murmured, "but it feels good, too."

"Can you feel that?" asked Dina, as she let her tongue glide over Maria's defenseless and captured clitoris.

Maria shivered. "Yes, I can still feel it."

"Excellent," declared Dina. "You see, this isn't a normal clamp. And it isn't one of those with spring blades, either, even if I must say that Pat designed those very well, too. No, this clamp has a screw here," she pointed at the far side of the small metallic device, "that I can turn to squeeze your clit very slowly."

"Will you squeeze it off?" asked Maria.

"Maybe. But you can say stop at any time, and we'll release your girly parts from it again. Unless of course you let me go beyond the point of no return."

"How do we know where the point of no return is?"

Dina gave Maria a small kiss on her cheek. "I guess you'll feel it. Shall we start?"

"Yes!" exclaimed Maria enthusiastically. Dina began to turn the screw a little bit and Maria immediately let out a muffled cry as a response. Maria's clit slowly turned dark purple and grew even larger, now leaving the petty excuse for a foreskin behind, the glans grew quite a bit because of the blood the clamp was forcing outward. Little pearls of sweat began popping up on her flawless skin and she started to squirm a bit. Considering how sensitive Maria's clit had always been, it must have hurt like hell.

Dina turned the screw inward further and Maria began to shiver and sweat even more. Pat came closer and licked across Maria's swollen glans. "I think I didn't feel that one," Maria said.

"Understandable," said Pat, "the clamp's dug into your flesh quite a bit now." By now, a steady stream of tears flowed from Maria's eyes, but I doubt she knew it. I watched her boyish body shake and her little node turn dark blue, Dina was still incrementing the screw slowly but mercilessly.

Maria cried "aaahh, the pain, it hurts so much! Oh god, I'm cumming, give me more pain, more, I'm cumming!" Instead of turning the screw even further, Dina tugged and manipulated the device that sat on Maria's genitals, which sent the girl into a painful bliss of exctasy where she barely remained conscious.

"Looks like your clit is coming off any moment now. Do you really want me to turn it further?"

"Yes, please! Turn it until there is just metal on metal!" Maria sobbed. "Squeeze it off!"

Then she repeated whispering "squeeze it off" as if she was both shocked and deeply aroused by the prospect. Dina smiled and continued turning the screw and I could see now that Maria's node must have hung on just by a few remaining very thin layers of soft skin, the clamp was already cutting through her tissue. "Oh god, I'm cumming, the pain, I'm cumming, oh god! Squeeze it off! Yes!!!" she screamed.

"There we go," announced Pat, "your clit is coming off now." There was an audible click when the two blades finally clipped off Maria's clitoris. She still screamed and cried and sobbed when Dina took the little severed button and showed it to her.

"It's for your necklace," panted Maria, "a gift from me."

"Maria, sweetie," Dina laughed, "I'm planning on having a collection of three wonderful clits on this one day... But yours?" She looked at the small pink button in the palm of her hand. "It's just too small. I know, it was the center of your lust, it was your sex... now it's just a little piece of useless skin."

Maria started crying again. "You're right, it IS rather puny. But please, Mistress, accept this sacrifice from me! It meant so much to me, can't you do something else with my tiny offering?"

"Let's see about that," said Pat cheerfully, went and returned shortly with a bottle of Tequila she got from the fridge. "See, there is no worm on the bottom of it."

Maria's eyes widened as she leaned closer and examined the bottle. "Are those all clits in there?"

Pat nodded her head yes. "Yup, about twenty anonymous little pieces of flesh, nicely conserved. If a bit decolored. But still. Sometimes, when I just cut off the glans, I place them in here." She carefully unscrewed the bottle. "Shall we place your little node in there, with the others? The forgotten ones?"

"Yes, I would like that!"

Dina gave Pat the clit, and she let it drop into the clear liquid, where it quickly sank to the bottom, united with the others. Then she got up and returned from the kitchen with four small glasses. Pat smiled, shook the bottle and poured some tequila in every glass, and she made sure that in every glass was at least one conserved glans. When I looked at mine, I saw a rather large and pale clitoris on the bottom, with its foreskin still attached. When I downed the liquid, I tried to imagine the girl it had once belonged to. The clit stayed on the top of my tongue, so I was playing around with it in my mouth. My pussy was already wet as hell and I could not contain myself any longer. I started touching myself again. "Let me help you" said Isabelle, then she went down on me. Her tongue felt so good! Each time she used her teeth to tease me a little, I came almost immediately.

After we all came to rest on the fluffy carpet and Maria had dozed off out of exhaustion, and Neli had finally finished fucking Isabelle with a huge dildo, Pat said to me "You know, I have such good word of mouth, I can barely keep up with my appointments! For example, next week there will be an event with over 50 college girlies..."

"You want us to come over and help?" asked Dina.

"Not exactly," said Pat. "Well, you can come and watch of course, but there is something else you can do for me." She stood up and returned a few moments later with something that looked a bit like a larger bike saddle and a small piece of white plastic. "See, I am trying to automate the process," she explained as she showed us the device. "This plastic thing is pretty much like the metal clamps we use to stop the blood flow. Only this is designed to be used once and then it gets thrown away. Also, it is much flatter than the metal one, so we can cut things off more closely to the base."

"OK, and what's with the saddle thing?" I asked.

"That's the fun part!" Pat showed us the device more closely.

"After the girl is clamped, the clamp fits into this slot here. So the girl basically just sits on the device and the naughty bits get tugged into this slot, like automatically." Dina pointed at a little button on the side of the saddle device.

"And then you press this one and the action happens?"

"Exactly. The button triggers a sharp little blade that shoots along tiny rails and cuts off the skin just along the clamp. Then the opening of the slot gets heated electrically and it cauterizes the wound within 5 seconds."

"Neat!"

Pat smiled. "Thanks, I hope this thing allows us to satisfy all those girls that we normally don't have the time for. Oooh, and speaking of satisfying, I took the liberty of making a vibrating rubber brush that strokes the clit while it's in there."

"So what do you need us for?" I asked.

"Well, the saddle hasn't been tested. And before I try it out on a customer, and since I can't try it on myself for obvious reasons, I would really like one of you to test drive it."

"No waay!" said Dina, "I'm keeping my clit for a little while longer. How about you, Anne?"

I swallowed hard. "I don't know, Pat. I always thought that when the day comes, I would be done by your hands... and not by a machine."

Pat moved closer to me and, in one fluid but gentle motion, stuck her finger into my pussy. She massaged it gently and I could feel myself getting wet again. "I can give you as much of my hands as you like, before we do it, sweetie."

I moaned softly. "Yes, I would like that."

"How many girls have you persuaded this way, Pat?" Dina laughed.

"Oh, many many of them, it's very easy."

Pat made me cum again and again with her tender and skillful hands, until I couldn't go on anymore. While Dina and I were in the shower, Pat prepared her experimental device for its first use.

In the shower, Dina kneeled before me, her mouth buried in my pussy, sucking it passionately - but I just couldn't bring myself to get horny yet again. My clit was hard and my labiae were swollen, but it was merely a mechanical reaction, my brain was completely done with it.

"I'm going to miss this," Dina explained as she was washing and shaving my sore pussy.

"Well, we always got yours to play with," I said and then I sucked gently on her hard nipples while my hands were gliding downward to explore her erect clitoris. She moaned.

"Promise me something."

"What?"

"You won't cum again until I am properly castrated."

"Why?" she asked.

"You could just stroke me a little bit like this and I'd cum in no time!"

I shook my head no and guided her hands to make her feel my clitoris again. "No. You feel that? I'm already horny again. Can you feel how hard and perky my little button is?"

She moaned again as her fingertips circled my little organ. "Yes"

"But I won't ever have an orgasm again, you see. So you could surely wait for a few minutes until I'm nullified before you release yourself. For me, it would mean a lot."

Dina said yes, she would do anything for her second Trophy Clit and then we stepped out of the shower and after we had dried ourselves off, we began to embrace and kiss again. At this point, I was completely ready to have sex yet again, but I had made a decision and was going to stick with it. That last orgasm I had with Pat would be my final one. Giggling, we came out of the bathroom and joined the others. Maria, Isabelle and Neli were still sleeping huddled on the couch so we decided not to wake them.

"Listen up" explained Pat cheerfully, "we're going to do this exactly like we'll do the college girls next week, so you won't get any painkillers or special treatment."

"Allright, but why won't they get painkillers?" I asked.

"Because I hate college brats and I think they can afford a little suffering!"

With that, she pulled my clit and labiae through the white plastic clamp. In the background, the other three girls began to wake up again. "So you want me to suffer?" I asked.

Dina kissed me and spontaneously played with my breasts. "Oh, darling, you look so sweet when you're suffering!" she mocked. Pat agreed and pulled more of my tender flesh through the slot. It felt strange and hurt a little. I looked up to see that my entire womanhood was on one side of the plastic piece and the rest of my body was on the other. I could feel the blood building up in the clamped parts. My whole body was on fire. I was sweating and convulsing slightly. Dinas tender breast massage drove me crazy and I silently prayed that Pat's delicate fingers would make me cum one more time as they touched my most intimate parts. I watched Neli on the sofa as she sat up, looked at me lustfully and spread her legs so I could see her empty pussy.

"Now you have to sit down on the device," said Pat. "Here, the plastic piece fits into the device's slot and will guide your pussy the right way." I sat on the saddle and felt my parts being pulled in by the device. I caught one last look of my brave clitoris before it disappeared into the machine's slot. Dina held me from behind and massaged my tits and tummy the whole time.

"So far so good," said Pat, carefully checking the device. "I'm turning on the vibrator now, how does it feel?"

All of a sudden, I felt my pussy being massaged by the device. It felt really good, especially together with Dina's treatment of my tits from behind. "It's perfect!"

"Now comes the complicated part," she said. "Do you want to press the button yourself or should I do it for you?"

I was moaning and writhing on the device. The feeling of Dina's wet cunt on my backside and her hands on my nipples was driving me slowly over the edge. "You can do it, Pat... just a moment... soon..." Every time I opened my eyes, I saw Neli's obscene display where she was showing off her clitless cunt for me.

Dina licked my earlobe and whispered "Remember, honey, you said you didn't want to cum again." Her fingers wandered down on me, first circling my navel, then playing around my trapped cunt. "Come on, now, give it up" she whispered as she continued to slowly stroke the area just above my cunt. It felt so good, I almost exploded. My pussy was already beginning to contract, I could just barely control it, but when Pat bowed over and slipped her tongue into my mouth I just let it all go. The clamp made my orgasm more painful, but I thrust my pussy deeper into the machine anyway.I don't quite remember the next minutes because they were so ecstatic. Pat must have pressed the button, because I vaguely remember hearing the sound of the blade cutting off my genitals.

The sharp pain in my clit was mixed up with the nirvana of orgasm as Pat continued kissing me and Dina stroked my pubic area and my ass gently. After a short time, the device released my now castrated and cauterized pussy from the clamp. Pat put a fresh piece of cloth on it and it really started to hurt down there. But though I was crying from the pain, my hand was directing Pat to massage my newly empty pussy through the cloth. Every little movement of her hand caused me unspeakable agony. I screamed and cried like hell, but I didn't allow them to stop touching me for quite some time. Through the haze of pain I could already feel that something was missing between my legs. It was most intense where my little pleasure node must have been. Pat lifted the cloth for a moment to check up on me. "Did everything come off OK?" I asked.

She smiled and put the bandage back on. "Yes, your flaps are gone."

"And my clit?"

"Cut off at the base, there is nothing left!" she exclaimed.

"Show me!"

Pat retrieved a small object from the tray inside the device and showed it to us. There it was, my tender labiae and my little clitty between them!

"That's number two for my necklace!" said Dina, full of excitement. Then she took the piece and touched my hard nipples with it. I felt like an electric current was going through my body when she touched my nipple with the soft skin of my own clit! Then she let my severed organ travel across my skin as if to explore it, it was wonderful! As I watched the so familiar but now foreign piece of flesh touch the rest of my body, I thought about all the orgasms I had and how it had felt when I was horny. That was all behind me now.