[BDSM] Be Patient

My hand disappears up her skirt. Her eyes look at me full of eager anticipation and worry. It’s not hard to tell where her clitoris will be through her tights. I make a gap between her labia with my index and middle finger, and with the tip of my thumb, I give a downward stroke to the sensitive bulb. She shudders and smiles, excited by my dangerous hand right up against her vulnerability. Then it snatches her engorged clitoris in a hard pinch. A mix of arousal and betrayal comes over her face as she throbs between my knuckle and thumb.

“Please let go, it hurts!” She shudders as she grasps my forearm.

“Kiss me.” I say as I use it to pull her into me.

Our lips touch, and I release her womanhood. She lifts up onto her knees and rests her crotch on my knee, gliding up and down my thigh as she grasps my face.

“Please, please! It’s been so long!” She begs.

“Okay, okay. Get down and put your knees apart.”

She does as she is instructed. My hand disappears up her skirt again and finds its way back to the same spot. It holds her clitoris in the same position, not tightly, but firm enough to be a reminder.

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Collection Center for Inseminations [femdom][nc][dystopian sci-fi]

*Hi. I’m gonna put the same general warning before this story as the one I put in the other one, because you should know before you start reading something that it’s as fucked up as this story is. So yeah, heads up. This is not romance, it is horror.*

*Also, if you are someone who is waiting for the second story that takes place in the world of my first story I put on here, sorry, this one is not that. (In fact, the world this one place takes in is quite different than the other one.) That following story is a much larger work in progress with a lot more going on conceptually and thematically than these first two I’ve posted, as well as being more emotionally diverse. I’ll put it up when I feel like it’s done, which is likely to be quite a while still. I want to get it right.*

*So anyway, if you’re still reading: Thanks! I appreciate you. I hope you enjoy the words I put together.*

**Collection Center for Inseminations**

The Department of Discipline and the Deep Clitoral Neutralizer [BDSM, maledom, dystopian sci fi, CW: strong sexual violence)

*(content warning: this gets fucked up. Your safe word is the back button on your browser. Either way, thanks for reading!)*

As Annie takes her seat in the center right of the front row, her boss Norman is left the only one still standing all the way on the far right end as he greets a man making his entrance walking up to the podium. He takes the floor, standing at the podium and placing a sheet of paper down. Behind him is a large mirror that takes up the whole wall, save for a space on the right with a door labeled “Testing.” Norman takes a seat.

“Hello! Welcome, everybody.” The man says as he opens up the projection screen in front of the podium. A stock photo of two smiling women in a sunny meadow appears. The BioCon logo is prominently visible at the top right corner. “My name is Jonathan McLeod. Let’s just get this started. We at BioCon are ready to present to you, The Department of Discipline, our latest project that will allow you to maximize your productivity. I am going to show you the technology that will define the future of clitoral neutralization. No, you heard that right. I didn’t say removal. Neutralization.”