Guest Speaker

"So professor, if you want or need more details, I'd appreciate it if you could wait to the end unless something's really unclear, because despite how I deal with this by having Jane tease me, it's hard to talk about."

The professor nodded in response to Nat and I resolved not to make any nasty comments during this next bit.

"So we'd done some research and coordinated a weekend visit to Berlin starting Friday evening, with visits to FLINTA friendly clubs or events, a bunch of them. You know, the L is for lesbian and the F for frauen, I can't remember all the others I think the T is transgender, basically women including transgender women are welcome but not men or those identifying as men. We figured that's where we'd be most comfortable, dealing with what we'd read could be a pretty extreme scene. As I found out..." Nat swallowed and then continued.

"I don't know what some of our fellow students got up to, I mean we didn't keep secret we were in a relationship but didn't advertise what we were doing on weekends, especially not the dog stuff! But after that, I kind of felt we had, like, street cred, and wouldn't be too embarrassed by anything we saw or heard. We were trying to control our drinking as we went between clubs, we dropped in at one for an hour or two then on to the next, and so on. At I think the second or third club there was a group of German women who spoke English well. I mean most of the European students spoke English well, they seemed pretty multilingual compared to us. We had asked if we could join their table as they seemed friendly. We got to talking and, well I mean there was some discussion about what they meant by certain terms and us, but to simplify I'll put it the way we're familiar with, they said they were a bunch of doms who had sent their subs home already to get ready for them, they'd be leaving that club soon but suggested we meet up the next evening. It seemed pretty friendly, they explained that they only acted dominant with those who agreed, they didn't go around being bitchy to everyone. That's how they put it, professor. Anyway, one of them, Hilda, exchanged numbers with me and when Jane and I got back to our hotel, we decided to splurge on a hotel instead of a hostel to have more privacy, we agreed meeting up with them the next evening seemed fine. Jane?"

"Yes, at that time everything seemed fine, no red flags or anything." I answered.

Nat resumed. "The next evening 3 of them were there, plus 3 subs. I mean it was pretty obvious from how they acted they were subs, the doms told them to be nice to us but not speak unless spoken to, so we only knew the names of the 3 doms, Anna, Emma and Hilda, I don't remember the names of any others from the day before and nobody said the subs names. That made me feel a bit uncomfortable, I wasn't into such total control of Jane and still introduced her. But we relaxed and it seemed fine after that, we got into discussing how we were on an exchange, body modifications talking about piercing Jane and both of us using androgel for clit growth which seemed to interest the doms more than the subs, and one of the doms talked about how she thought a combination of piercing, androgel, and circumcision which she explained meant hood removal, would maximize sensitivity, and she looked forward to trying it out on a sub first. The sub with her seemed a bit uneasy at that, but didn't say anything until asked, when she said whatever her mistress wanted was fine."

Nat hesitated again and I thought I'd be helpful "Professor, like many American students I'm sure, we drank more than we should during our exchange given it was legal and we didn't have to be secretive about it. Some marijuana too but no harder drugs. But just from the alcohol, even though we'd mostly learned to pace enough to not have terrible hangovers by this point in the exchange, we still drank a lot, and we don't remember everything in detail."

Nat nodded and continued "Eventually, there was a discussion about how we should take a road trip the next day, Sunday, to get Jane circumcised, so that we'd have a clit pierced, hoodless, androgel enlarged clit for me to play with. Jane was not into that but I was pushing her and she said if I thought it was such a good idea I should do it myself. I said I didn't have a piercing so it wouldn't be a valid experiment, which got a laugh out of the others at the table, the doms at least the subs were still being quiet, and they said it should still increase sensitivity and be worth it. I agreed and a couple of the doms spoke quietly with each other and then Hilda suggested we join them at their place so we could party and get an early start the next day to drive to get me done. Jane really strongly disagreed, publicly, I said I was in charge of the two of us and didn't she trust me not to do anything with any of the other women, which she said wasn't the point, and so on. Eventually I agreed to go back to our hotel with Jane, but we were each giving the other the silent treatment. Then I woke up a bit later to go to the bathroom, Jane was asleep and I decided to text Hilda, she said she'd send one of her subs in an uber to pick me up. After I left with her I texted Jane with what I was doing and told her I'd be back in time to join her on our return home, I mean to our exchange trip home."

"I was very upset with Nat, but also scared for her. I mean not super scared, just I think a mix of, not a great idea, a hint of danger, and would she have sex with another woman. But I didn't feel like I could do anything else, she was sober or soberish by the time I got her text, I certainly didn't think it was a police matter." I commented. "I did try texting Nat later, but by the time I saw later that the text hadn't gone through, it was already later on Sunday and I soon got a text from Hilda, on Nat's phone, that she'd be back outside the hotel soon but was a bit groggy and could use my help. But that's skipping ahead, back to Nat."

Nat nodded and said "Yes, I mean Jane was assertive or aggressive enough to get me not to go with them from the club, but I decided all on my own to go later. After I texted Jane, the sub spoke up which surprised me, the first time I'd heard her speak though I'd seen her for hours the evening before, or the same evening, however you call it. She pulled out a bag and told me to put my phone in it. I stared at her and she said I could hold on to my phone in case of emergency, but needed to keep it in the bag, it was like virtual blindfolding. Seemed weird to me, but I did so and held on to the bag and put it in my purse, looking it up later it was something called a faraday bag to block signals. Once we got to their place, and I was not paying attention to where the apartment was even without my phone, Hilda greeted me, said it was a friend's place, they were all drinking and taking some pills, I just joined in the drinking and fell asleep, when I woke up I had a killer hangover, but two of the subs helped me get to the car. To be clear, I was willing, I wasn't feeling great but at this point I was no longer super drunk even if I had alcohol in my system. Hilda told me it was fine to keep my phone with me, just not take it out of the bag, it was more fun that way and nobody wanted to be recorded secretly. Still seemed weird to me, but because I was keeping my phone, it didn't scare me or anything, the explanation about avoiding photographing or recording them for privacy reasons seemed to make sense since I was still keeping my phone. I was in the back seat, drinking some bottled water and took a pill for my headache from the hangover, I thought it was a pain reliever, maybe it was something else, but I was tired and might have slept anyway, I woke up hours later, or at least I assume that, I didn't look at my phone since it was in the bag in my purse, and Hilda said we'd arrived. At this point I was wearing dark sunglasses, very dark and wrap-around like people who have eye surgery wear, I reached up and Hilda gently grabbed my hand and said she was pretty sure I needed them. I really think I was given a pill that was more than a pain reliever, I just agreed with Hilda and didn't argue which seems unlike me, but I have to admit it could be just that I was still really tired even though my headache was much better. I'd only really paid attention to Hilda before, but it was her and the two other doms, Anna and Emma, who'd come along, and one of the subs, not the one who'd picked me up in the uber in the middle seat between Emma and me, she never spoke and I never knew her name, I mean not that I knew the name of the one who picked me up in the uber either! Though now wearing the dark glasses I couldn't see that well, it was also overcast, but the sub exited the other side of the car, came around and helped me, it was a ground level entrance no steps and smelled medicinal, you know like a doctor's office. I heard Hilda speaking to someone, though I didn't hear the reply, and then the sub walked me to another area and a guy spoke to me."

Nat hesitated much longer here and neither I or the professor said anything.

Nat resumed "Hilda took off the glasses, I was in a small medical room with a gyno table, I mean a regular medical table but with the stirrups, and some chairs, the doctor I assume spoke English with an Eastern European accent, he told me to read the form carefully and confirm what I wanted. Hilda spoke up and said she'd help me, he left the room. I told Hilda I'd prefer a female, she said this guy was good and not too expensive, it was her gift to me, and plus being a guy that didn't interest me sexually I could tell Jane no woman touched me, which made a weird kind of sense to me. Hilda emphasized that I wanted my clit hood removed to expose it for sensitivity reasons, wrote some stuff in another language on the form, looking up some words on her phone, and had me sign it, which was pretty stupid but it's what happened. She then stood up, opened the door and called the doctor back. I should note, the sub was not in the room with us, only Hilda, Anna and Emma as well as the doctor who hadn't been introduced. The doctor read the form, asked to see photo ID with my signature so I showed my passport, he took a picture of it and started asking me questions I didn't fully understand because of his accent, Hilda commented also, she said that I wanted this procedure for "stimulation reasons" and a "sensitive clitoris" and then there were other questions about allergies to antiseptics or antibiotics or anything else. He then told me, and this part I understood, to undress though I could leave my top on, and get up on the table and that he'd come back in a few minutes. While he was gone Hilda said she'd record the procedure on her phone and then send it to me later, keeping my face out of the picture. I thought about telling her to use my phone, but at this point I was a combination of nervous, excited and afraid a bit, not as afraid as I should have been, and just went along with it. Professor, can we take a break?"

She nodded but I spoke up "Nat, I know this is difficult, it's difficult for me hearing it again too, and if you don't want to talk that's fine, but I think if you take a break you're not going to be able to get through talking about this to the professor."

Nat thought and then said "You're right. Professor, I'm just going to say this without stopping don't say anything or ask questions until I'm done. The doctor came back and said something about not having so many people in the room, that one for my comfort was the maximum, they discussed it and Hilda stayed, putting on a mask. The doctor washed and sterilized his hands and put on gloves, wiped down my vulva with antiseptic that stung a bit, waited a minute or two, then made some injections around my clitoris, and then after a few minutes asked if I felt anything when he touched it, which I did and seemed odd to me, but while I felt it it was much less sensitive and when he injected my clitoris I thought, hey, a piercing wouldn't be so bad." She closed her eyes to avoid looking at us and continued "The doctor then looked at me and said something like, please confirm that you wish this procedure because of the sensitivity of your very large clitoris, which I didn't realize was kind of a weird way to put it, but I'd discussed with Hilda and the others having my hood removed to improve sensitivity and that's what Hilda had talked about when filling out the form so I said yes. He then, I know this from seeing the video later, I forced myself to watch it along with Jane, took forceps, pulled my clitoris out, and used a scalpel to cut through it. I felt nothing at the time, I heard a gasp from Hilda, but nothing else. He then used an electrocautery pen, Jane and I looked up everything later out of a horrid fascination, to stop the bleeding, and then put in some stitches. I still didn't know what had happened. He put on a dressing, told me not to touch the dressing for at least 8 hours and when I did moisten it and remove it carefully, to avoid drugs or alcohol for at least two weeks and gave me a prescription for antibiotics. Hilda took it, smiled at me and said she'd get it for me, and told me to wait there a minute she'd get her sub to help me get dressed and walk out to the car. When we got to the car, and I was wearing the dark sunglasses again, Hilda asked if I still had my phone in the bag, I said yes, she said we'd get some antibiotics and pain reliever the doctor said I could take, we drove and stopped after a few minutes, she came back and told me to hold out my hand and put two pills in it and said I should take them and she had water with her. I took them both, and was soon asleep or unconscious again, the next thing I remember was being back at the hotel being awakened by Jane in an uber outside the hotel. Jane hadn't left yet, she said she'd gotten a text from Hilda but on my phone with instructions about the antibiotics and not touching the dressing until, well the 8 hours would be after we were back from our trip to Berlin. At this point, professor, I still had no idea what had been done to me, I thought it was just the hood removal. I know what Jane said but this is as much as I can talk about right now. Maybe Jane, you can take over talking for a bit and I'll join in later?

The professor spoke up "I understand, if you do agree to be a guest speaker maybe we can put some of this information in the course materials and you can just answer questions, rather than talking about the whole thing? Or maybe by then you'll be okay to talk?"

Nat nodded and I said "Okay, so I'll talk about Monday morning, we didn't have class until the afternoon, we ended up missing it entirely given what we found out, but before then the plan was to remove the dressing, take a look, and have sex before class...oh, and before we did anything looking at Nat's phone her contact info and all her texts with Hilda were gone, I'd mentioned Hilda had texted me from Nat's phone so she must have unlocked it with her fingerprint and deleted the texts and her contact info, and we later found the video was stored on Nat's phone, Hilda must have transferred it. And with the bag the phone had been in, there was no location data outside of Berlin or the apartment Nat had gone to in Berlin. Actually, before I discuss the discovery of Nat's clitoridectomy, I should clarify, professor, that we consulted a lawyer in Germany with all the information we had, and they said that from Nat's description, and what was on the video including the doctor's questions to Nat, that there was a misunderstanding that the doctor thought Nat was complaining of an overlarge, oversensitive clitoris and wanted a clitoridectomy, and that even without knowing specifically what country Nat had been in, it was likely that the doctor would not be liable because of what they understood and asked and the form Nat signed. The doctor had given Nat a copy of the form but like the prescription, Hilda had taken it, as Nat thought at the time helping her, so we had no record of exactly where Nat had been. Hilda might have deliberately caused the misunderstanding, choosing to make Nat have a clitoridectomy and lose her clit, but that it would be very hard to prove, even if we found Hilda, she would claim to have been a victim of the same mistake and deleting her contact information and texts was out of fear not a guilty mind and so on. We got a second opinion and it was pretty much the same, that it wasn't worth going to the effort of recovering texts or contact info. Though it seemed suspicious to us that the cloud or remote storage had also been deleted, they both thought that was pretty common knowledge or if not you'd find it on a quick search or with ai how to do it."

Nat spoke with a grim but determined expression, I know I recognize it. "Okay I'm ready to continue, talking about discovering what happened on Monday morning."