Haremgirl - Sally - Part 03: It's my Clit or the Gold Medal
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Sally - Part 03: It's My Clit or the Gold Medal
Submission Date: 2009-04-27By: Harem girl [Clitorectomy]
Liana's clit gets in the way to the olympic gold. She made her choice.
As I put Sylvie's clit in the specimen shelf, I notice there are seven jars are already in the shelf, each with a clit inside and labeled with the woman's name, age, and date of her clitoridectomy, and who performed it.
One jar has a nice, big clit inside, it's labeled Lynn Winsonn, age 23, clitoridectomy performed on August 23rd, 2020 by Megan Lee, apprentice clitoridectomist. It's Megan's handiwork.
Megan walks by and blinks an eye and smiles at me. I smile back, holding a scissor and show it to her face.
Dr. Z then taps my shoulder and say, "Sally, this is your next 'victim' is Liana. She prefers privacy, so you'll be in the cutting booth." Standing next to me is this athletic looking young lady with unmatched beauty. Her face looks somewhat familiar. She smiles at me then hug me. I can feel her arms being so strong. "What a woman," I thought to myself. "I'll see you as soon as I get rid of this bush," As she walks to the shaving booth, I admire her super-tight buttocks and legs thru her tight nylon pants.
I walk inside the cutting booth, checking my instruments. I still have 20 disposable cutting tubes of various sizes, my scalpel is as sharp as ever and already disinfected, and I have a couple of the plastic band just in case anyone wants to wait days until her clit falls off.
Liana then walked in, wearing a bathrobe. As she drops her bathrobe, I can see her naked, athletic body. Her body has nice muscles but not bulging ones like body builders, she has very nice curves and very feminine, far from being called a boyish body. Her breasts are nice and firm, and much bigger than those female athletes. I especially admire her buttocks and legs. They are very tight. Her legs are long and very nicely shaped.
She lay herself on the table and spread those super nice legs in the air. I look at her freshly shaven pussy. I can still smell the shaving cream. Her clit is a good sized one. Even when her legs are closed together, a tiny bit of it is visible thru her outer labia. It's also has very short hood, leaving it exposed all the time.
Sally: "So, what's the story?"
Liana: "I'm a cyclist. I almost win a few championships, almost... but every time I sit on the saddle, my clit starts to rub and throbs, demanding attention. So I lose focus on the track and lose the race."
Sally: "I see."
Liana: " I've tried everything. Wearing a thick padding, also growing my bush, which I hate, because it's supposed to provide some kind of cushion so my clit doesn't get horny all the time. Nothing works."
Sally: "So you just have to get rid of it."
Sally: "Yes, I've begun training for the 2022 Olympics. I am 28 now, by the time of the Olympic I'll be 30 years old. This could be my last shot at the Olympic Gold Medal. So I decided there is no other way. It's my clit or the gold medal."
Sally: "The scalpel or the cutting tube? Or maybe the clit banding?" (smiling)
Liana: "Let's do it the old fashioned way with the scalpel. And please leave a tiny stump, just 2 mm will do. That way I can still have some clitoral fun after the gold medal. With the cutting tube, it will be cut to the base."
Sally: "Ok, no problem, but some women who did half-done job with their clit end up getting cut twice."
Liana: "I can always come back to you!" (smiling)
I start by spraying the anti-bacteria spray. The spray is cold. I can see her clit getting up and hard when the spray touches it. No wonder she keeps losing the race, even with those super strong legs. When her clit takes over, her knees become weak.
I prepare the painkillers. Then I inject her clit, right at the center of the glans, where the most sensitive part is. Her body jolts. Then two more injections, each on each side of the clitoris, where the roots or legs are, to temporarily put the nerves to sleep.
Then I clamp her clit. She almost screams. Funny, the painkillers should have worked by now. I inject her clit with more painkillers, but when the needle pierces the skin, she jolts. After four injections, I call for help.
Dr. Z explains that Liana's body might be immune to the painkillers, and since the maximum amount has been used, no more injection is advisable.
Dr. Z: "Liana, your body resists the painkiller. You have two options. Abort the surgery or go ahead. But I must warn you, it's going to be painful."
Liana: "I'm not backing out. Please, cut me."
Dr. Z: "Ok, we'll do it like the old days."
Dr. Z then gives her a piece of cloth to bite, so she won't scream during the cutting. If she screams, the other girls waiting to get cut might be scared away and decide to back out.
So I clamp her hard clit, again. I can see her face expressing a bit of pain. I have to work quickly and swiftly, she can feel my every move. I see her face again. I think I could be wrong. She might be enjoying it. So I decide not to rush this delicate job.
I make sure her clit is tightly clamped. If the clamp slips during the cutting, it's going to be a disaster. Then I pull the clamp and lock it in position. Her clit is firmly clamped. Then I stretch her clitoris all the way. I take the marking pen, making sure to leave a stump as I mark her clitoris. Each time the sharp tip of the pen touches her clitoris, her body jolts and she moans.
I think the scissor might do a better job in this case. So I take the scissor, place her clit in between the scissor blades, carefully watching the cutting line...... then SNIP.
One swift, clean snip of the scissor cleanly cuts off her clit. She almost screams but fortunately she has that piece of cloth in her mouth. I put away the forceps, with her clit still clamped on it on the table.
As always, I clean up the wound and cauterize it with laser. Few minutes later, Liana is up on her strong legs again. She hugs and kiss me on the cheek, then put on her clothes.
As she's leaving the cutting booth, I say to her, "You can come back anytime to finish off that stump." She smiles and runs off.
I like to have my clit specimens preserved as good as possible. So I clean up my specimen right away and put in the preserving liquid.
As I drop Liana's clit into the specimen jar, something struck me. I know I've seen her somewhere. I remember watching this TV show about the Olympic, and she was "The girl who keeps dodging the gold medal."
Well, I hope her clit won't be bothering her training program anymore.
TO BE CONTINUED