Christine answered the phone. Alix spoke, ‘Get your bag of tricks. I have some trade. I’ll be round in ten minutes.’

Christine got her bag, put on her shoes and went downstairs to wait. It was cooling down slightly in the late afternoon. The red Mustang arrived and Christine got in the passenger seat, keeping the bag on her lap. Alix was dressed coolly in cream slacks and a short sleaved white blouse. She wore no make up or jewelry.

‘It’s about an hour’s drive out of the city. But I think we can have some fun.’

The got slowly out of the city, too slowly for Christine, but she had to curb her impatience. Eventually they hit the freeway and headed north. Half an hour later, they came off and threaded through some plush residential streets. Eventually they arrived at a large detached house and entered thelong driveway.

They got out of the car. Christine had bought her biggest bag and she hauled it two handed in front of her. Alix rang the doorbell. They heard steps in the hall and it openned. A slim dark haired woman of about 40 stood there. She was dressed all in black, with three inch heels. She looked at Alix and then at Christine. “Is she the one?’ she asked.

‘Oh Yes, a real expert,’ said Alix, 'Christine meet Irene.'

‘Good, follow me.’

Irene led them down a long hallway into a side room. On the floor of the room knelt a woman in her mid twenties. She was a brunette with shoulder long hair, tight buttocks and firm breasts. She looked up at them from a tear stained face. She was naked, without pubic hair and her hands were handcuffed behind her back.

‘I’ve punished Julie repeatedly, but she can not help but stray.,’ said the Irene as she walked behind the woman. Chrstine and Alix followed. The woman’s buttocks were striped with cane marks, some of which had broken the skin. ‘To keep her in order, she needs to be declitted.’

Christine put her bag down and walked in front of the woman. ‘Do you consent that your clitoris be excised?’ she asked.

‘Yes,’ sobbed the woman.

A smile crossed Christine’s face. ‘I think we can arrange that.’

Alix noticed Chrsitine’s nipples begin to show through the top of her dress.

‘Is there a particular reason?’ asked Christine.

‘I can’t control myself,’ she replied.

Irene added, ‘She goes off with others, both men and women. I keep her and provide for her and so she has to give me pleasure, when I want it. ‘

'Stand up and let me have a look at you.'

The handcuffed woman stood up.

Christine knelt down and said, 'Part your legs.'

She did and Christine thrust her right hand between the woman's labia. She found her clitoris and pulled it.

'It's a reasonable size. We should have no problems.'

She then stood up and looked from one woman to the other. 'How do we want to do this?'

The dominatrix answered, 'Aren't you just going to cut it off?'

'Not just like that. We need some kind of ceremony or protocol. Should there be a last orgasm?'

'No way,' answered the dominatrix. 'She's going to lose it and that's it.'

Julie remained silent and looked at the floor.

Looking at the dominatrix, Christine said, 'Would you like to have one as she loses her capacity forever?'

Irene's face lit up, ' Now you're talking. That's a fantastic idea.'

'You can even press the button that cuts it off,' said Christine.

'How can I do that?'

'Easy, I have just the apparatus,' said Christine as she went to open her bag. Rummagng for a couple of minutes, she came out with three small black objects. She put them in the dominatrix's hands. 'This is a vibrator; this an excisor and this the control button.'

'Let's see how they work?'

Christine put the vibrator on her little finger and switched it on. 'Put it on yours and see how it feels, or try a nipple.'

She then put the slightly larger excisor in the palm of her hand and pointed out the steel blades in its orifice. She then put the end of a pencil in the hole and pressed the buttom on the control. Out fell a third of an inch of pencil.

The dominatrix put the vibrator on her chest, positioning it in tune on each nipple.

'Yes, let's do this,' she said.

Alix intervened, 'And the price?'

Christine's mouth opened, she was going to paid for this too!

'A straight grand OK with you?' responded Irene

'OK,' said Christine, 'Alix needs to plug in the cauteriser, which will seal the wound. Where can she do that?'

'Just over there,' pointed the dominatrix.

'But first, I must change.'

Ten minutes later she returned. She was still dressed all in black. She had thigh boots with high heels. Inside them were stockings attached to a suspender belt. Above the waist was a black bodice over which her breasts and nipples showed. She also had a black choker and tight gauntlets. Her dark pubic hair showed between her legs and under her arms.

She looked at Christine and said, 'Put them on!'

Christine knelt and put the vibrator on the dominatrix's clitoris. She parted her labia and found the erect organ. After a few seconds the vibrator was tightly attached to it. Then she did the same with the excisor, pushing it firmly to the base of the handcuffed woman's clitoris.

As Christine pulled hard on her clitoris, Julie looked up and Alix came across to clean her face with a flannel.

Christine placed the control button in the dominatrix's hand. She and her victim looked at each other. Christine touched the end of the vibrator and it began.

The dominatrix looked haughtily at the bound woman; her face moving into realms of pleasure. She glanced at Christine, whose nipples remained erect and at Alix. She half closed her eyes.

All four women waited.

The dominatrix's cheeks began to rise and she swayed slightly on her feet. She sighed.

Finally, she said, 'Yes!'; her hands jerked and she pressed the control.

The handcuffed woman convulsed and the black excisor between her legs clattered to the floor. A trickle of blood flowed down her thighs. Alix moved to put the cauteriser between her legs.

As she did so, Irene screamed, 'What have you done?'

The vibrating box fell on the floor and she looked down open mouthed. Her clitoris had gone too. She dropped the control box.

Alix calmly moved her cauteriser from one to the other.

Smiling Christine picked up her three apparatus. The control box she put straight in the bag; the other two into an insulated coolbag.

Irene embraced Julie, both sobbing.

Alix said, 'It's time to go.'

Christine picked up her bag and heaved it to the front door.

Both got in the car and Alix gunned it down the drive. As she drove Christine removed the severed clitorises from the apparatus and put them in small plastic containers.

'Two more for your collection,' said Alix and pushed her free hand between Christine's legs, 'And you're so wet.'

'Oh yes, excision is so exciting. Two at once is great. Thank you so much.' She kissed Alix on the cheek.