dms open :) he/him ftm ~

I’m dreaming of having a sadistic cruel dom doing what He pleases with my legs strapped open. Pumping my big clit out and tying it tight so it stands out like a grape and turns purple with sensitivity. Then he would split my hood with a sharp blade and cauterize the skin. With no skin for my clit to hide behind she’d be completely helpless. My clit would be bursting and throbbing and so he’d put a vibrator directly on her, making me jolt and beg and plead for him to be gentle and kind but he’s already made up his mind about tonight. He has cruel plans for my clit. Once I’m sweating and shaking he’d remove the vibrator and swirl his tongue on my clit and suck on her. Instantly my legs would melt as I remember who owns me and her. He’d start to bite on my clit, chew her and grind her between his molars. He’d scratch her with sharp nails, scrape her with sandpaper until she bleeds, smash her with a meat tenderizer. Then he’d put a big needle through her. A hoop would go through my clit and he’d attach a leash, pulling my clit far. He’d hold 2 vibrators to her, one on each side. At this point I’ll never have felt this sensitive and be begging him to stop but he won’t. She can’t go anywhere, she can’t escape the torture. He’d stretch her as far as she can and give her every sensation. He’d brush her with a toothbrush, overstimulate her with rubbing denim, use a TENS machine. Then he’d treat her like a pin cushion and stuff her full of tiny needles going every direction, pushing needles into the root, through all the nerves, scratching and tearing them all. She’d be so overstimulated and full she’d be at a point of numbness. Then at this extreme point of destruction he’d attach weight to the hoop, ensuring total ruin of the clit. Stretching the once sensitive flesh now pierced with dozens of needles he’d reattach the double vibrator, ensuring the needles deep in her root completely destroy any remaining sensation. Once he was satisfied with her, a decision He makes that I get no say in, he’d remove the weight. He’d remove each agonizing needle, leaving a nub of skin completely rid of sensation. But at this point he doesn’t want to risk me ever regaining feelings and potentially feeling pleasure again, so he pumps her out as much as he can, blood spilling into the pump. He leaves the pump on the numb flesh for over an hour, making sure she’s as stiff and swollen as possible. Then he quickly pulls the pump off, cleans it with antiseptic wipes, and pulls out a sharp blade. I can barely speak, babbling gibberish, but He doesn’t care. He stretches her as far as she goes, positioning the blade. I’m still delirious and barely conscious but he knows he wants to finish the job. A swift cut along the top, he pulls it out more and exposes as much of the root and cuts. He cauterizes the wound and sets my removed clit on the mound of my pussy, placing it in my view. My vision is blurry from hours of crying but I can make it out. More tears fall, and I smile. It’s finally over.