#clit torture
I’ve been so horny all day, and have only had a few minutes every few hours to tease myself a little, my underwear is soaked.
When I get home I’m gonna stuff my dripping cunt with a dildo and sit watching my favourite porn, no touching, just stuffed full and desperate for release.
Then I’ll give my throbbing, swollen clit a hard spanking for being a needy slut.
I’ve never had an orgasm.
I want my clit removed.
I never want to orgasm.
In this way, my pleasure can never come before a man’s.
Come see me, then. That little thing wouldn’t last a day in my hands. I’d cut it off. But I’d make sure to torture it to the point where you lost consciousness. I’d give it a cute little piercing first. I’d wiggle the needle around and yank on it, making sure to pull your clit all over the place. With the needle still in that poor little nub, I’d take a lighter to your clit. I’d flick it on, and simply place it on your clit. I’d casually sit there and hear your screams in agony. I’d sit there until I got tired of holding it, and trust me, my muscles aren’t weak. I’d take out the needle (if I’m feeling kind.) Then I’d do something that makes me cry every damn time. I’d get some nail polish remover with acetone. Oh boy, your little clit would be in trouble. I’d take a paintbrush, dip it in, and paint your abused clitoris with it. I’d shove the brush under the hood and twirl it around. The first application, I’d watch you scream and start to cry in agony as the acetone tore apart the skin molecules of your clit. Then I’d apply again. You’d be in an even larger amount of pain, and if you thought that’s all you were getting I’d laugh at you. I’ll have you know that nail polish remover is extremely flammable. That’s where my lighter comes in again. With one flick, your clit would be in flames. And I’d sit back and watch. Not until my hand was tired or anything, but until the acetone is all burned away. The fire would decide for itself. I’d just sit and watch your squirming little clit become charred. The screams would be music to my ears. When the flame subsided, I’d take the coarsest sandpaper money can buy and just start scrubbing your clit with it. I’d make sure the skin didn’t break just yet, but I’d get it all sensitive.I’d flick it a few times, pinch it, squeeze it, and twist it around. That’s when I’d leave, and come back with a car battery. Seeing you panic would make my day. I’d attach a jumper cable to your clitoris. Then I’d start the torture. volts of electricity would shoot straight to your pleasure nub. You’d scream, you’d cry, and you’d beg for mercy. Do you think I’d give a fuck? I’d let that go on for maybe twenty minutes. Maybe thirty or forty. I’d stop that, then move on to a taser. I’d use clamps to pull your clit hood back, so your little bean was exposed as much as possible. I’d slowly turn it on, electricity sparking all over the place, and slowly edge towards your bean as you panicked. You’d scream before I’d even touch you. Then it would hit you. Right on that worthless clit. You’d be stunned. You may lose consciousness. At this point, the clitoris would be destroyed. I’d pull out two fun tools- a hitachi magic wand and a dull blade from a pencil sharpener. I’d turn the wand up on the highest setting. With your clit still exposed. I’d put it directly on. It would be a new experience for you. Like every other slut, you’d moan. You’d feel pulsations in your pussy and clit. You’d go nuts. You’d start breathing heavily and start dripping wet. Then I’d stop. Right before your first orgasm. Like you said, you never wanted to orgasm. Your wish is my command. You never said I couldn’t get you close to one and then stop. Your clit would be swollen now, perfect for amputation. I’d crouch down close to it with my knife. I’d pull it towards me with my fingernails, and start from the top. I’d leave a tiny, tiny slice. Then I’d bite your clit hard, just to be torturous. Then the left side. One slice. A hard poke in the center with a needle to follow. Bottom, another slice. A coat of nail polish remover to seep into the little wounds. Right side, slice. I’d do something new here- I’d drip hot wax on it and let it seep into the wounds. Then, after the wax dries, I’d take it off, and slice deep down the middle of your clit. Then, two more deep slices in an x shape, through the middle slice. I’d stretch the two halves of your clit apart. Now there’d be two little clits. I’d stick three needles right down the center wound, and cut the two clits in half horizontally. Oh, the cries. I’d take the two top chunks off of the clits. I wouldn’t cut it either, I’d rip it off like a hangnail. I’d yank the needles out. two mutilated half clits would be in front of me. I’d dip my knife in nail polish remover and start sawing. That would be the most unbearable pain of your fucking life. That’s when I’d put the knife down, and go grab some sulfuric acid. I’d gag you and tape over your mouth over the gag for this part, because I wouldn’t want anyone in the next town over to be too concerned. Drip, drip, drip. For what feels like hours. Just long enough until you no longer have a clit. Just what’s left of a hood, a pisshole, and a fuck hole. Then you’d be tied up, legs spread after being cleaned. I’d invite all of my horny friends over so they could test out the new fucktoy I made. I wouldn’t care how gross you thought they were, when they last washed up, who they are in your life, anything. You’d sit there and take it. Any mistake made would result in vinegar being poured in your wound. And I’m sure my friends would love to see how interactive my fucktoy was by messing with that wound. I don’t know what tools they have or what’s on their minds. Knives, keys, who knows? All you are is fuckmeat. You don’t need a clitoris. And I promise you’ll have it hurt bad just for the existence of it.
I don’t think I’ve ever been this wet in my life.
When I hit my next follower milestone, I want to give you guys a gift.
I want to permanently damage myself during torture.
I want to work my way toward it being impossible for me to be seen as anything other than a piece of fuckmeat to be abused.
So please, however you want to see me hurt, please let me know! I’ll give you guys a few suggestions to vote on once I have some good ideas.
Thank you all so much for enjoying and encouraging my suffering!
