THE CRAFTY CLIT CLIPPER

A brief note from the author

The story you are about to read is very strongly “autobiographical”. I am a western woman married to a Muslim man and not so long ago I was persuaded to have my clit “clipped”. I masturbated quite a lot and was caught on more than one occasion; this really upset my husband.

He originally wanted me to have a “full” circumcision ie lips, hood and clit all removed. I told him this was out of the question. He then tried to get me to reduce my clitoris to a “stump”. Again I said no; I undertook a little research and found out if I had this done masturbation would be very difficult, if not impossible.

I finally agreed to have my clitoris clipped at the very tip. All the articles I read basically said the same thing: “Depending on how the operation is performed masturbation is still possible to varying degrees.” This seemed a very good solution; my husband is convinced I can no longer masturbate but secretly I’m still able to! Some people have said this is very sly and unfair of me and I should get a “proper” operation done. Needless to say I disagree and I’m keen to keep my clit/vag as “intact” as possible.

In case you were wondering it takes me a lot longer to climax these days and when I do the orgasm is much less intense than previous. However, I still count myself lucky that I’ve got a functioning clit of sorts and lips etc are still attached.

If you’ve got any questions/ comments etc please feel free to e-mail me at  [email protected]. Enjoy the story. BECCA

THE CRAFTY CLIT CLIPPER

Hi, let me introduce myself, my name’s Tony and I suppose I’m what you’d call a circumciser of women; although to be honest I don’t particularly like that title. I’d much rather prefer “clitoris liberator.”

I’ve been in the profession now for a little under five years and on the whole I enjoy it, and, it has to be said, it pays very well! Of course there are “downsides” to what I do, after all nobody likes their job 100%. For me the most unsettling part to the job is the hatred women feel towards me when they find out what I do. Consequently, I keep my occupation a complete secret; nobody knows apart from a few close friends and my girlfriend! Yes that’s right you heard me correct, my girlfriend! Read on it gets more interesting.

Before I get on to my latest assignment I need to tell you about industry I work in. The clit cutting/clipping industry has grown from strength to strength over the last few years. There is a Hugh demand from husbands, boyfriends, employers and even brothers to have their nearest and dearest clits removed. The reasons for this are varied – they range from religious to a genuine desire to lower their woman’s sex drive.

Since I first started the government has turned a “blind eye” to these activities. I think the obvious reason for this is economic. Someone did a survey and found out that the number of days lost to women staying at home to masturbate was astronomical. However, since women started losing their clits they are back at work and productivity has increased by an impressive amount – hence the government are only too willing to ignore what goes on.

 I should point out there are many ways in dealing with clits; you can completely remove it (root and all), reduce it to a stump or you can “clip” it. The other methods I mentioned are “cutting” methods and when carried out quite often completely takes away the woman’s ability to masturbate and orgasm. Isn’t that the whole idea I hear you say? Well yes it is, and some less savoury colleagues would do just that – cut the clit, collect the cheque, then move on to the next job. I’m not like that.

First of all the type of circumcision I favour is “clipping”, secondly I never use a scalpel. No, my preferred instrument is a laser. Its very quick, a great deal less painful, doesn’t produce any blood and finally (and perhaps the most important for the lady in question), it’s very precise. Someone well trained in the use of the laser can very accurately control the number of nerve endings that are destroyed. You can clip the clit using the old-fashioned scalpel method but its no where near accurate as a laser.

Obviously, if you vaporise all the nerves in the clit there wouldn’t be any feeling left, and as said before, that’s probably what the men-folk desire most but I advocate leaving “some” feeling in the clit. When I speak to clients I always make it clear that I’m only prepared to “reduce” the sensitivity in the clit, not take away the feeling completely. Most are happy with this, if they’re not I ask them to go else where, after all I’m in a position to choose who I operate for.

I know you won’t believe me but I do get a few letters from the women I’ve circumcised actually thanking me! When they find out they could have completely lost the ability to masturbate if the they’d fallen into the hands of one of my “cutting” comrades it sends a shivers down their spine. They realise that although masturbation and orgasm is a lot more difficult after I’ve finished, it’s not impossible; providing they work on it a lot harder of course. I’ve calculated that after I’ve clipped a woman her chances of having an orgasm by massaging her clit are roughly cut in half. And even if she does orgasm they are FAR LESS intense. I should mention that as far as the men are concerned their ability to masturbate has vanished. Needless to say once I have explained to the poor unfortunate girl that all has not been lost they are very thankful and take great care to keep their masturbation habits a complete secret from their man. So, in a way, everyone’s happy.

My nick-name “The crafty clit clipper” comes from the way I operate. I don’t want to bore you with the finer details but in short; I gain the lady’s confidence, take her out on a date (never have sex) and take her back to a hotel room. While there I perform oral sex on the poor creature, giving her one last good orgasm. After she’s finished I very quickly laser off the tip of her clit then usually beat a hasty retreat to a prearranged destination to collect my fee.

Consequently, I always work alone or should I say “did” work alone right up until this particular assignment came in. This job involved clipping two clits, both at the same time. To make matters worse one of the ladies in question was a lesbian! How the hell could you manage that I hear you say! Well not even I could accomplish such a task on my own so I enlisted the help of my girlfriend! I should point out my girlfriend is totally straight and has never had the inclination to have a liaison with another woman. Needless to say she was very reluctant and took a great deal of persuasion to help out. However, after I promised her a big hefty fee for her help she was only too happy to take part.

I spent the next three weeks training her in the art of clipping; the ideal angle to hold the laser, power settings, how long to hold it on the clit and of course the ideal time to do it. This turns out to be right after an orgasm – quite possibly the last orgasm! The lady is so preoccupied with climaxing she hardly notices me applying the laser and even the pain generated is a lot less than what it could have been. Unfortunately, when she does realise what has befallen her it is far too late, the deed is done so to speak.

Trudy turned out to be quite an enthusiastic pupil and was eager to learn the trade, she got a kick out of knowing she would be one of the very few women clippers to operate. We rehearsed our meeting with the women over and over again and the exact procedure we’d use when alone. Finally, a meeting was arranged at Garfields night spot – this was a type of “swingers” club that we knew the girls frequented. It had the reputation as being just that little more daring.

When we walked into the club it seemed instant magnetism between us. I envisaged having to work on the relationship and having a few meetings to gain the ladies trust but in effect that didn’t happen. Jessica stared at Trudy and you could just tell she was attracted to her. Louise and I also got on really well. I have to say I found her really attractive; both women were indeed very attractive.

They were in their early twenties and in the prime of life, full of energy - especially sexual energy. The guy who wanted me to carry out the job was Louise’s boyfriend – in fact husband to be. He had been in touch with Jessica’s brother and both agreed they had real concerns about the girls. Jessica’s brother didn’t like it one bit that she only fancied other girls and wanted it stopped. Louise’s boyfriend knew she was bisexual and would very often end up in bed with Jessica “pleasuring” one another. Again he wanted a stop put to it before things got right out of hand

My god if there was one time in my career that I didn’t want to carry out a procedure this was it. It seemed a real travesty to mess up a good looking girls cunt like we were about to do; depraving them of a lifetimes sexual fulfilment – it seemed so wrong. I agonised this dilemma over and over in my head while talking to these pretty young things. I’ve clipped many clits in my time, mostly old cheating hags and I haven’t given it a second thought. I’ve destroyed most of the nerves, reassured the old bitches that they’d still be able to wank, albeit to a much lesser extent then I was on my way to the next job. In short no guilt attached. I felt most of the cheating sex crazed whores I dealt with deserved to be clipped but these two no. They were so young and just having a bit of fun.

Eventually the girls asked us up to their hotel room which was located on the next block down from the club. They requested that we give them twenty minutes or so before following them down. This would give me chance for a little chat with Trudy.

When I explained to Trudy I wanted to cancel this one her face went ashen in colour. She reminded me that I’d never gone back on a job yet and consequently had a very good, well earned reputation. If I failed to carry out this assignment word would get out and very soon work would start to dry up. My mind suddenly focused on my villa in Spain and the new BMW sports coupe I’d recently ordered. Okay, I said let’s get it over and done with.

We knocked on the door of the girls apartment and a very welcoming voice, Louise’s I think, asked us in. The sight which greeted us was a real turn on; both girls were stretched out on the big double bed with their long skirts rucked up around their waists.

“You’re a little early” Jessica said. You could say that again I thought, we’d obviously interrupted something – the foreplay before the main course?! They obviously wanted a little private play together before we arrived on the scene and it was my guess they had both already orgasmined just before we arrived.

We both got undressed, taking care to keep our clothes within easy reach, and joined the girls. We kissed and fondled one another affectionately. Although the girls didn’t know it I could tell Trudy wasn’t very happy with “same sex kissing” but she carried it off beautifully, neither girl suspected. Worse was to follow for poor Trudy.

It must have been very difficult for Trudy as she wasn’t very “girly” at all; in fact if the truth was known she was a bit of a tomboy. I could see her cringe when Jessica suggested she’d look much more pretty in a skirt than the boyish trousers she was wearing. Top marks to her though as she didn’t lose her cool, in fact Trudy never ever wore skirts or dresses; it just wasn’t her thing and its something I accepted ages ago.

Things were now getting quite steamy between us. Trudy and I were both lying on our backs and the girls were licking our genitals. Louise was giving me the best blow job I’ve ever been given in years and Trudy was getting her clit licked by a professional and she seemed to be enjoying every second of it! She was thrusting her hips back and forth and shook violently when Jessica caused her to climax. What a sight, that’s something I could never ever duplicate, after all no one knows a woman like another woman!

I mentioned before I never had sex with the women I clip. That was a taboo I tried hard not to break, however, tonight was to be the exception. When the girls had finished they got up, I looked at Trudy to see if she was okay. Her eyes were closed, I couldn’t work out whether she’d been fulfilled or hated every minute of it, she wasn’t giving anything away. There was a rustle in the corner of the room where the girls stood. Trudy’s eyes opened and widened, she stared at me and mouthed the words “no way!”

I looked up just in time to see Jessica tighten the last belt of her “strap on”. The girls wondered over. Louise lay down on the bed beside me and pulled me on top of her, my very stiff erection found its home right away. Beside me poor Trudy was made to stand on all fours with her arse in the air like some bitch on heat. Although I found this a real turn on I could tell Trudy wanted to turn on the girl and thump her – thank god she didn’t and went along with it.

I pumped away at Louise and she started squealing with delight, thrusting her hips back and forth. I looked at Trudy as she was being shagged from behind by Jessica, wearing an over-sized strap on. My god that must hurt I thought as she started to moan. I gasped as I became aware I was on the verge of cuming. Louise sensed this and whispered “Please don’t come inside me”. I almost did. Somehow I managed to decouple in the nick of time and shot an enormous amount of cum over Louise’s tits. I rolled off her, totally exhausted.

I couldn’t take my eyes off Trudy who was getting the arse shagged off her by the young vixen with the plastic pussy pleaser. Trudy was beginning to whimper and I could tell, like it or not, the lesbian was about to give her yet another orgasm. Jessica gave one last thrust which made Trudy’s body tremble like a jelly. She fell flat onto the bed moaning. Jessica slowly pulled the plastic tool from the well banged, sopping wet pussy hole. It made a horrible squelching sound as it eased out.

We both lay there recovering for a few moments before I winked at Trudy and mouthed the words let’s do it. I beckoned the girls to come over to the bed; they seemed a little puzzled as if they thought it was all over – it most certainly wasn’t, they had a date with the laser before we parted company that night.

The girls were made to lay on the edge of the bed so that their feet touched the floor. Trudy and I then both kneeled between their legs, pushing them wide apart to give good access. I then began delicately licking Louise’s’s clit hood, Trudy looked at what I was doing and did likewise. It was important that we kept in sinc otherwise the plan would fail.

As I licked the hood Louise began to moan a little; she was getting turned on, good. I could sense her clitty begin to swell and erect itself, as I looked I could see it peaking out at me from beneath its protective hood. I pulled the hood back, exposing her clit in all its glory; my god it was quite a bit bigger than I expected. Right beside me I could hear the sounds of pleasure emanating from Jessica, Trudy was obviously pulling all the right strings, although I suspect she was disgusted at what she was doing. No matter it would be over soon.

If there was one thing that surprised me about these two, it was how easily they could orgasm. They could seem to do it at the drop of a hat. Also, the frequency with which they could orgasm was quite amazing – I made it five times that evening, including the one they had before we arrived. Multiple orgasms weren’t in it! These girls were certainly going to miss their clits for sure; a pang of sadness overtook me.

Louise’s clit was getting quite large now and took on a purple colour in appearance. I carried on licking the clitty which resulted in intense spasms flowing through the owners body. A hand lightly brushed against mine, it was Trudy. She placed the laser in my hand, I noticed she already had hers and it was near Jessica’s crutch. From experience I knew both girls were approaching their (final?) orgasm.

It may seem unbelievable that the girls didn’t noticed us setting up the devices and doing one or two practice runs to make sure of a good clean “burn” but its perfectly true. If you think about it, its perhaps not too surprising as they were solely concentrating on the pleasure the orgasm was giving them as it flowed through their bodies. Nothing else mattered to them, just the intense fulfilment they were feeling. And yes, they did climax at more or less the same time.

I gripped the laser in my right hand while continually rubbing the unassuming clit head with my left hand; Louise started to shake violently and actually produced a trickle of “girl cum” as she climaxed. I’d already done a practice sweep of the clit in “safe mode” and worked out the optimum angle for the best burn, I was just waiting for the pelvic contractions calm down a little. I turned and nodded at Trudy – three, two, one…………….

I whispered to Louise “did you enjoy that babe”.

She gasped “My god that’s the best “pussy lick” off a man I’ve had in ages, its almost as good as Jessica’s” she announced in a trembling voice.

“Good” I said, speaking in a deliberately unintelligible voice, “It may well be your last one, you slag!”

“What was that honey bunch, you know you really are good at this!” Louise was obviously only half listening and didn’t understand what I’d just said.

I passed the laser over the very tip of the clit and it instantly vaporised, almost like magic, sending out a very pungent smell right up into my nostrils. It only took a second but it was long enough for the most precious nerve endings residing in the very tip to be burnt out.

Although I felt a tinge of guilt earlier on now it was just a job. There wasn’t any room for sentiment here. When I smelt the burning clit I thought of two things: the ability of a young woman to masturbate being drawn to a very swift end and the two thousand pound fee I would receive. At the end of the day that clit represent money to me.

Both girls gave a sudden start and jumped up when the pain hit them. They seemed to make a “yelping” sound, not unlike the sound a small dog would make when in pain.

“What the hell have you done?!” Louise shrieked, instinctively moving her hand to protect her crutch. Too late I thought. Trudy and I stayed were we where, not quite knowing what to say. I finally spoke.

“Can’t you guess?” I paused for a moment before carrying on. “We’ve just toned down your incredible sex drive a degree or two.” Jessica looked at Louise and began to sob.

“What does he mean, what have they done to us?” Both girls were now rubbing their clitties.

I should mention that after the laser is applied there is, perhaps not too surprisingly, a sharp pain. This very quickly diminishes to a “tinkling” sensation in the clit area. The tinkling also goes very soon - pain, tinkling or indeed any other feeling is completely gone inside two minutes. All that’s left is nothingness.

Louise stared at Jessica and sobbed the words “They’ve clipped us.”

Both girls started rubbing their clits furiously in what looked like a vain attempt to get one last orgasm. It looked almost comical, their incapacity to take on board that they’d just been rendered impotent. They obviously couldn’t accept this.

Trudy spoke “There’s no point in doing that girls, we’ve burnt out most of your nerve endings – totally destroyed, you’d be doing well to get your rocks off now. You would stand a better chance rubbing your elbow!” Trudy laughed.

Jessica moved her hand away to dry her tears. When she did this I couldn’t help but notice her large purple clit; indeed most of it was still purple but when I looked closely I could see the tip was grey, the unmistakable sign of dead tissue. It looked as though Trudy had been a little over zealous with the laser power settings.

Noticing how feverously the girls rubbed their clits Trudy began to stroke hers in a mocking gesture “It must be awful not being able to wank, I hope your last one was a good one.” She then went on to produce fake moaning sounds which sent the poor girls into floods of tears.

“Now, now ladies all is not lost, remember what I said before? What we’ve done is to reduce your sensitivity, you should still be able to frig yourselves off! The only difference is it will take a lot longer to reach a climax and, unfortunately for you, it will be quite a bit less intense than previous”

The girls were now in a terrible state, the realisation that the days of very quick and powerful “orgasms on demand” were finally over for them.

“Don’t worry girls you’ll soon get use to the idea.” Said Trudy.

The girls allowed theirs skirts to fall back down, covering up their redundant organs. Trudy and I got dressed and left the girls cuddling one another in a warm embrace, both of them crying for their wounded clitties.

EPOLOGUE

A couple of months after we clipped the girls clits I happened to meet up with Louise. She came up to me and, almost in a bragging voice, announced that she was still capable of having an orgasm. It took her almost an hour now and when it did happen it was much less intense than what she remembered. Consequently she hardly masturbated nowadays. When I enquired after Jessica she just shook her head, apparently all her nerve endings were totally burnt out.