I continued to work as a journalist operating out of New York. However I never forgot my assignment in Egypt. It changed my thoughts about sex and many of my habits. My editor then offered me the chance to go back and do a follow up two years later. I was soon on the plane.

The day after I arrived I rang up the support group. A mid west voice answered, “Can I help you?’

‘I was trying to catch Sue.’

‘She’s not around at the moment. Can one of us help?’

I explained what I was doing and was invited along there and then.

Sal and Marion

I arrived and was met by two American women, both brunettes, one with curly hair, the other straight. They were about my mid height and invited me in. This time we had coffee.

Sal, he curly haired one said, ‘Lots has happened in the last two years. There are more of us now.’

I looked at them both and asked, ‘You’ve both been circumcised?’

‘Oh yes, we did it to each other,’ replied Marion, the straight haired one.

“Was there pressure form your husbands or their families?’

‘Oh no, we’re not married. We just wanted to move beyond fingering ourselves.’

“We’ve worked for over two years. We heard of this group and came along. Sue took us through the advantages of clitoridectomy and possible disadvantages, and we decided to do it.’

Sal said, ‘I’ll show how we did it.’

The took me into a side room. There was chair, which folded back. The seat was moulded for the buttocks. The back was adjustable at any height from 45% to horizontal. On the supports there were clasps to hold the woman’s biceps and wrists behind her. From the seat, two upside down L shaped supports could swing out. The woman’s knees and ankles were tied to these. Marion brought in a little upright stand with a wheel on top. It was at the height of the seat. From this extended a wire with a ring at one end and a weight at the other. There were a series of weights that could be used.

Sal said, ‘I sat here and was tied up thoroughly. Marion parted my labia and pulled my clitoris out with a clamp that she attached to the wire. On the other end we put some weights. We let the weights pull it out a bit further. Marion had to readjust it a couple of times, so the clamp was right at the base. Below this she put a miniature guillotine. Then Marion applied a vibrator to the end of my clitoris and waited for me to come. As my back arched with orgasm, she pulled the latch on the guillotine. My clitoris parted from my body and stayed in the clamp as the weight dropped to the floor.’

‘Then did you do Marion? Even while you were bleeding?’

‘No,’ smirked Marion, ‘We went together.’

‘How come, if Sal was tied up?’

‘Before I was tied up, I attached this clamp and guillotine attachment to Marion’s clitoris. It was much bigger than mine and it was easy to get it at the base. I held the control for it in my hand. As soon as I went, I pressed the button and Marion’s clitoris and attachment dropped to the floor.

‘Marion didn’t have an orgasm then?’

‘I enjoyed watching Sal come for the last time. That and knowing we were going together was more than enough, ‘ said Marion.

Sal continued, ‘Marion cleaned me up before releasing me. Then she lay back and I cleaned her up.’

‘We healed quickly and we are eternally intimate with each other.’

The both showed me their lockets. The other’s clitoris was preserved in each one.

‘We now offer the service to other women. That is the passive part. I think we’ve done about a dozen women in the chair. Would you like to try it?’

As I looked on Sue came in.

“I see Sal and Marion have been showing you their handiwork. Since they arrived, our membership has shot up.’

Sue updated me on the women I had met previously. Ann, Charlotte and Caroline had all had babies, and the latter two were still regular visitors.

‘What about Christine?’ I had to ask.

“She’s got married. She married the man she originally wanted.’

“But he was already married.’

“She became his second wife. It’s allowed here. His mother died and he married her a month later. She’s much happier now.’

Elizabeth

At this moment, a tall woman with long hair and a new baby put her head round the door.

‘With the door closed, I thought there might be some action in here,’ she said.

‘No, nothing for the last month,’ replied Sal, but we’re encouraging a newcomer to give it a try.’

‘You could give her a special, just like you gave me,’ responded Elizabeth.

‘What’s a special?’ I asked.

Elizabeth handed the baby to Sue and walked over.

‘I sat in the chair as usual, nicely tied up. But they did not use the pulley. Sal and Marion used their hands. They massaged my breasts first, getting my nipples erect and tender. Then they pulled my labia apart, each taking it in turns to make sure my clitoris was absolutely fully engorged. I felt I was going to come a few times, but then they would stop and go back to my nipples.

Without me knowing it, one of them had put the guillotine at the base of my clitoris. They nearly brought me off again. By this time, I was yelling, ‘Just do it! I can’t take anymore.’

Then I came and at the same instant off came my clitoris. It was my biggest and last orgasm.

‘Why don’t you try the chair for size. I am sure Sal and Marion won’t do anything, but see how it feels.’

‘Go on,’ said Sue, ‘No one will do anything you don’t want.’

‘I’m not having my arms tied, just the legs.’

‘That’s fine by us.’

I stripped off. Sue went over to a sink and brought over a bowl of water.

I sat in the chair and allowed my knees and ankles to be tied. I kept the back at 45 degrees.

“Do you shave every day?’ she asked looking at my bare labia.

‘No, I had myself depilated last year.’

‘It looks good.’ She quickly washed between my legs.

Marion and Sal took one of the L shaped attachments each and pulled them as far back as they would go. The inside of my legs ached. I felt exposed and helpless

I thought that was going to be it. But no, Marion came back and parted my labia. She took my clitoris between thumb and forefinger and rubbed it until it was erect. I could not stop myself. The others watched fascinated. I could see Elizabeth’s nipples erect protruding against her dress.

‘Steady on.’ I said.

‘It’s OK, we’re not going all the way,’ replied Marion.

She put a clamp on my clitoris and attached it to the wire and pulley. At the other end she put a small weight. I could feel it pulling.

Sue smirked, ‘Just stay there for few minutes. I’ll get you a tea.’

I looked down between my legs and could feel the weight pulling my clitoris from my body. I almost said, ‘Let’s do it.”

Sue came back and I drank a cup of tea as they all waited for me to say something.

I looked round at them all and said, ‘If I am going to do this, I have something more spectacular in mind.’

Marion undid the clamp and freed my legs. ‘We can’t wait,’ she said.