Extreme Clit Torture Novels & Stories

I worked her until I could get two fingers in, and then a stretching painful third. Nola suddenly screamed, either from the pain of being stretched by my fingers or the attack my tongue had on her clit. Probably both. Her entire body trembled. Her hips locked into place pressed hard against my mouth. Her pussy rippled and then clenched tight around my fingers gushing warm juice until she was leaking. I kept rubbing her clit with my tongue in that one spot not letting up pressure for a single second until Nola cried out a second time and her hips started trying to jerk away. I held her so she couldn’t get away from my tongue to torture her because I knew it would feel good and overwhelming to

I’m coming again, endlessly, squirting in arcs that rain down onto my own face. Another toy appears—a thick, suction-cup tentacle that latches onto my clit, pulsing and sucking hard. I shatter. He lowers me slowly until I’m on my back on the altar, legs forced up and over my head in a deep plow position—ankles by my ears, body folded in half, ass and cunt pointed straight up.

Pulling the toy out halfway, I targeted my clit again, the intense buzz making me yelp. "Yes! Five is for the clit— direct, brutal. Hits so hard you see white, pussy spasming even without penetration." My legs shook, knees quivering as I ground against it. Inner muscles clenched on nothing, aching to be filled again. I plunged it back in, the rapid pulses echoing through my channel, making my ass clench.

Giving my body a minute to accept and endure the torture, I switched the Rose on and placed it on my clitoris, increasing the intensity one number at a time. “Oh…ahhh,” I grabbed fistfuls of my bedsheets, almost knocking my phone off. I threw my head back, driving my body to the edge again and leaving it there. Not falling. Not satisfying. The pinch and clench in my pussy and clits intensified, my toes curled harder to stop a climax, I bit my lower lip so hard that I almost tasted my blood. I turned off the Rose toy, my body so badly on sexual edge but a part of me enjoying the thrill of torturing myself and not listening to the tiny voice crying for a release.

"Ah ... Leo ... Yeah ... There ... Oh..." The soft voice moaned, her hips were bouncing up until her body floated uncontrollably. Leo dragged his tongue all over her wet mound. Flicking and licking rapidly at the soft folds and then he opened his mouth to suck her clit, that move made her slender body bouncing wildly. "Oh ... Leo ... Um ... I can't stand anymore ... Oh, please." She pleaded. He knew that she was about to touch the edge of heaven very soon. So he sent his middle finger in her moisture and moved it in and out at the high speed while his tongue licking her clit continuously at the same time.

They rotate holes without mercy: ass, cunt, throat, double in cunt, double in ass, every combination while the springs keep slingshotting my body onto waiting cocks. My tits bounce so hard the clamps they snap on my nipples are ripped off with every rebound, pain shooting straight to my clit. Someone shoves a wireless wand under the small of my back, taped tight so the head grinds my clit with every violent bounce. I lose count of orgasms. I’m just a rag doll, impaled, screaming, squirting in endless waves. At the seventh notch they pause long enough to flip me. Now I’m on my stomach, cheek pressed to the board, ass high, wrists still cuffed overhead..

I’m still fighting for air, the restless movement knocks down anything I touch. “FUCK!!!” I’m yet to recover from the blunt jab to my engorged clit. He sticks out his cock and whips my clit in a series of hot lashes. It feels like punishment for all my crimes. My body vibrates beneath him, clit swells so hard that any more torture would burst it like a deflated balloon. Still, he doesn’t stop lashing me. “Wanna be naughty, huh?” He scoffs and pokes the entrance of my pussy. The tip of his cock sinks into my wetness like he’s cleaning a house full of cobwebs.

I growled into her neck, slammed in deeper, hips slapping hard, burying every thick, pulsing inch of cock into her over and over like I was punishing her for existing. “You want to come again?” I hissed, my voice barely human anymore. “You want Daddy to ruin that clit for good?” She couldn’t speak. She just sobbed and nodded and trembled like her body was breaking apart. I reached between us. Found that swollen, soaked little bundle of nerves. And pinched. Hard. Two fingers. Right on her clit. Tight. Ruthless. She screamed. Fucking shattered in my arms again, her whole cunt spasming violently around me, juice pouring out like she was pissing herself.

My body was buzzing with excitement and pleasure. It was a clit clamp that pinched my clit, locking it in a state of pure pleasure. It didn’t take long for me to cum hard, with my legs shaking. But Maxim didn’t even stop. He went on torturing me with all of that pleasure as he teased my puckered hole with his fingers. He added finger after finger, making sure to coat them with my juices before he pushed them inside the ringed hole. When I came for the third time and I thought I couldn’t cum again, he pulled the vibrator out of me and unclamped my clit. He turned me around and spanked me. He had already flogged me, so it was even more intense when he spanked me.

A third wrapped gently but firmly around her throat, not choking, just reminding her who controlled every breath. The fourth and fifth slithered up her inner thighs and spread her pussy lips wide, exposing her clit completely. A sixth hovered, waiting. Helios leaned down and blew a cool stream of air directly across her clit. She jerked against the cuffs, a desperate whine escaping her lips. Then the real torment began. The two tendrils holding her open began to vibrate in slow, rolling waves while a tiny suction cup descended from the ceiling another new installation she hadn’t noticed and latched onto her clit with wet, perfect pressure.