Relationship Talk (sequel to Guest Speaker)

I heard the knock and let our friends in from the hall. No small talk this time, but Rachel spoke up, "Sorry we're all late. So, there's an adult themed show and tell? Where's Nat?"

Good, pretending this was the same evening with what before never having happened, well except that our friends would hopefully be into things or at least quiet.

I again gestured and with a small smile led our friends into the main bedroom. This time when I pulled back the bedcover and sheet, exposing the blindfolded bound Nat, I said "I'd say take a look, but really, there's nothing to see here."

Wendy and Emma both, well not gasped but inhaled at that, Catherine and Rachel seemed to be made of sterner stuff. Rachel headed over and took a look at Nat's pussy. "Seems like somebody had some work done. Jane, come over here and spread Nat so we can all get a better look."

I went over to the other side of the bed, sat on the edge and twisting my torso around since I was on the other side, used just the pointer and middle finger of my right hand to spread the top of Nat's pussy lips. Repeating myself I said "Like I said, nothing to see here."

This time no angry words at me, just everyone taking a close look. Then Catherine spoke, "So, Nat, you decided that your clit was too much of a distraction, you had it removed so your grades would improve? How's that working out, can you spend more time focusing on your studies since you can't orgasm, or do you still waste time frantically trying to stimulate your scar, searching for the feelings you used to have?" Wow, Catherine must have prepared that before returning. And clearly she wasn't as okay as she had been with Nat's previously telling her she studied too hard and needed to relax. As I said Catherine tried not to be a stereotypical Asian girl, but she, and her parents who helped support her financially in college, still expected academic excellence.

"No, it was probably intended to correct her sexual orientation, make her straight. You know, take a lesbian, remove her clit, and then there's nothing left for her sexually except penetration." Emma that time, I knew she wasn't really homophobic, but playing a role, and this was hot. I guess they all prepared something for when they came in? Wendy's next words persuaded me yes, they'd all practiced at least an opening line in those few minutes in the hallway before returning. I smiled, our friends, as shocked as they had been, were making an effort to do what Nat, and to be honest me too, wanted. I too? Whatever!

"No Emma, it's not about sexual orientation, and Catherine, it's not about grades. This is about a woman, realizing she defined herself by sex and orgasms, deciding to reclaim her personal autonomy by removing what she was obsessed with. Her clit and orgasms. Redefining herself as a non-sexual nullo."

"You're all wrong," Rachel spoke up. "This is about serving Jane. Nat was probably too distracted by her clit and orgasms to really spend time focusing on what, if the side glances I took in the showers were correct, is a pretty massive clit that Jane here has. Really a full time job servicing that she-thing of yours Jane, that pink elephant of a monster clit." I was suddenly reminded of that term pink elephant coming up weeks ago in a different context, Nat not thinking about her missing clit. "I don't know if it was your idea, Jane, or if Nat here decided on her own that this was how best to serve you, but I'm jealous. Without being distracted by her own clit or orgasms, you've got a sex toy that also walks and talks, it can spend all its time in the bedroom servicing your clit and your orgasms. Pure pillow princess, no need to pretend to care if she gets off also, because she can't. Ever. Cum. Again. Never. Ever."

I could see, and smell, that Nat, who'd cleaned up in the bathroom, was obviously intensely aroused. And I was glad I'd adjusted my skirt when I sat on the bed, yes I was staining the sheets and probably the mattress beneath, should have grabbed a towel to sit on, but my skirt should be okay. No, I didn't want to stain the mattress, hopefully not too late, I stood up and grabbed a towel from the pile we had put in the room before from the bathroom and unfolding it halfway on the bed, sat down again, and again adjusting my skirt to be out of the way of my bare pussy. I did mention I was commando, right?

"Nah" I spoke up. I mean, not a word I typically used but it seemed to fit. "Nat only wishes she did this intentionally, whether for personal reasons or to serve me. No, Nat is a case study in what happens when girls too young to drink legally here go over to Europe, binge drink at a sex club, and go off with people they don't know. Can't even blame men for this, except for the doctor who was just doing what he was told, this was all women. I wonder, from the gasp on the video, was it out of shock at something unexpected, or just pleasure at fulfilment of that woman's plans to turn a stranger, a sexually active multiorgasmic lesbian woman, into a pleasureless cumless clitless null, a broken barbie doll with only a cute pink-white scar as a reminder of what she'd once had? Well not the only reminder, there's still of course the videos we made before of our sex and Nat's orgasms, and of course the video of Nat's clitoridectomy, that critical moment, the last time her clit was connected to her body before it, and her orgasms, were forever cut off, removed and tossed into the trash." Let's be honest, I probably wasn't all fancy like that at the time, but that was the gist of what I said, and if at the time I wasn't as elegant, well tough, I'm the one writing down what happened and since you're still reading it here, Nat as my first reader and editor obviously didn't feel the need to change it! "Oh, speaking of case studies, if any of you want to take the human sexuality course next term, Nat here will probably be a case study. You know, if you wanted to spend more time studying that smooth, aerodynamic flat clitless expanse with the excuse of it being for academic purposes."

Catherine, even now ever the student, "Seriously? Nat, you're going to be a case study? Have you met the prof?"

I nodded and Nat said a quiet yes. I added "Not just met, we gave her a lot of details. You know, for science. Even had Nat assist her in conducting a visual exam to verify we weren't wasting her time with something fake. But just that, she was professional even if Nat and I weren't, no touching or anything like that. No more info, if you take the class it would be unfair to give you insider info. I'm already at a disadvantage, I can't do an assignment based on Nat here because it would be unfair to the other students, I'd have more access to the case study."

Rachel snorted, yes, she actually snorted. Or what I think was a snort. "Please, don't be lazy. You just want to do an assignment about nothing. No clit means no orgasms. At least for this slutty clit obsessed female. Hypothesis and proof. There's my report, give me 100 percent."

Wendy, again paying attention to details, though from their facial expressions they'd all picked up on it before being distracted by Catherine and Rachel, spoke up about a previous point. "Video? There's video of this" she hesitated, then with an obvious swallow continued, gamely staying in character "this, this clitless cumless slut from when she still had a clit, still had orgasms? And more, there's actually video of her, her clitoridectomy" good she used the word "having her, I assume overlarge and engorged, female organ of pleasure, pulled out and snipped off?" Now everyone looked at Wendy, but seeing me smiling and no objection by Nat, for that matter I looked over and she was smiling and licking her lips, no moaning yet but we were talking not touching except for me spreading her. No, she was too quiet, I used my now-wet fingers of my right hand to tweak each of her nipples, there was a slight gasp of pleasure each time from Nat and a slight arch upwards of her torso, before I returned my hand to spread her pussy lips again.

Nat's pleasurable reaction seemed to reassure our friends they weren't going too far. Rachel spoke up "What I don't get is, here you have a nice clitless cumless pleasure slave, a sub to serve you. Why expose her like this to us, and on her birthday? I could see doing it on your birthday, or on no occasion just to remind her of her place, but I mean, even some dog owners treat their pets nicely on their birthdays or other special occasions, even if the dogs are too dumb to know the day is special. Actually, that's probably another way Nat's like a pet dog, you remembered to spay or neuter your pet. Well I mean I assume she's still fertile, but hopefully with no clit and no orgasms, she doesn't hump your leg as much as she used to. It was embarrassing being in the same room as you two after some of our soccer games when we went out."

"Funny you compare Nat to a dog, because before all this happened, Nat did get fucked by a dog. And we have video of that too." Was I going too far saying that? Nat wasn't objecting, she wasn't gagged, so I guess I was okay. Weirdly enough, our friends now seemed more weirded out by the fact Nat had had sex with a dog, and had video of it, than they were about there being video of her clitoridectomy. "Don't worry, it was in another country where it's legal. And don't worry about animal rights, the dog really liked it. By dog I mean Nat of course, the she-bitch. The furry male who fucked our bitch here, he definitely enjoyed himself also along with Nat. Who at the time, could still orgasm and was definitely a bitch in heat, judging from her moans and orgasmic contractions. The moans of pleasure I'll never hear again, except of course for when she pretends to orgasm. That's one thing we use our old videos for, helping Nat pretend like she's still a sexual woman, instead of a thing or a neutered pet."

Before our friends faces could become more shocked, or recover from it, Nat spoke up. "It is my birthday, I wanted this, I get incredibly turned on by being humiliated about my missing clit and the orgasms I'll never experience again. It's like I get to that stage before you cum, but instead of orgasm, it just reaches a point and stays there, no release. Ever. It's like when guys talk about blue balls. Eventually I calm down, but I'm always on a hair trigger especially with the testosterone. I mean, not really a trigger because I can never cum, but, well, you know. But it is my birthday, it is what I wanted, and seriously, thank you all for playing along. What Jane didn't say," oh no, she wouldn't, I thought this was humiliate clitless Nat day? "Was that she was a virgin when we met, not just a virgin, she still had her hymen, guess she hadn't done enough sports or used enough tampons. But when we started having sex, we didn't do any penetration of Nat to get rid of her hymen. Until, on a special side trip in Europe, we had Jane lose her virginity. Well her penis in vagina virginity. By getting fucked. Popping her cherry. Dripping blood and arousal. By a dog. Yes, Jane her is so perverted that she lost her virginity to a dog. And yes, we have video! And again, in a country where it was legal. And the dog really liked it, and licked some of Jane's blood and arousal off of her and his own dick. Oh, we also had a guy fuck her, but after the dog, that was just to make sure she couldn't claim to still be a virgin on a technicality of not having had a human penis inside her pussy."

You wouldn't think that bound, blindfolded Nat could domme me, but she just did. I didn't need to look at a mirror to know I was red in the face. Rachel again spoke up, for whatever reason Catherine was being quieter than usual but she was smiling slightly so I guess she was okay. "Wow, that's the most perverted thing I've ever heard. And maybe if we're good, will be the most perverted thing I've ever seen on video if Jane and Nat show it to us. But I gotta say, sounds like maybe you should have gotten your clit snipped off Jane, maybe you're more the slutty pervert than Nat here?" From their expressions I could see the rest of the group thought Rachel might have gone too far, from her sudden open-mouthed silent almost gasp Rachel thought she might have gone too far also.

I put them at ease. "No fear, those German dommes originally wanted to turn me into a clit pierced, huge-clitted testosterone drugged, clit hood removed, experimental subject. Or maybe they secretly wanted to remove my clit. But even drunk I was smart enough to refuse a weird road trip and medical procedure, unlike Natalie McClitless here. Otherwise I might be the one tied up and blindfolded in front of you while Nat here was explaining how it had either been a mistake or deliberate malevolence that led to me losing my clit and orgasms. If I even lost my orgasms. I mean, I've always been more into penetration than Nat, well at least since losing my virginity I have been, and it's only special clit-focused Nat here who's been turned into a cumless cunt straining after the clitoral orgasms that were her only way of cumming. But that can never be, ever again."

Catherine now spoke up, clearly she'd been thinking. "Hey, can we go serious for a minute or two, everyone?" At nods and Nat's quiet yes, she continued. "I'm okay continuing verbal play, and seeing Nat here. I'm also curious about getting a closer look at what Jane's had done. I'm not the slave to detail Wendy is, but I didn't miss hearing that you've been using testosterone too, I'm curious! But, not being judgy, I'm not in the right headspace to watch any of my friends having sex tonight. Maybe something sexual between you two" she gestured at me and Nat, "but not me or anyone else. Okay if that's what you want, just maybe not tonight in front of all of us? And for the videos, I'm not ready to see Nat's clitoridectomy being performed, not sure I'll ever be, but unless anyone objects, anything else you want to show us just between you two is fair game. Not expecting it, just saying it's okay. Everyone else agree?" There were enthusiastic nods from the other three, well enthusiastic but maybe with a hint of, maybe they did want more? But Nat and I had been clear at least in our own discussions, while we might do something eventually with someone else, if we did we didn't want it to be spur of the moment, but something to think and talk about a lot more.

Nat spoke up "I couldn't see, I assume everyone nodded in agreement to you Catherine?" At our muttered yeses, she continued "No, we didn't want to push, or pull, or whatever, any of you into any sexual touching. Just looking at me and words. And knowing what happened so that if I return to soccer we can talk about, if you can help minimize the chances of another girl seeing me closeup in the shower. I definitely don't want to show you the video of my clitoridectomy, the other stuff, maybe, but probably not tonight. I think that might make this a pity party, and I want a pussy party. Hey, on that note, we still have to look at Jane! Birthday girl says so. Who wants Jane naked and strapped down here, and me showing you what she looks like? What a huge, pierced engorged clit, erect and glistening with arousal, looks like. Show of hands? You'll have to tell me the result, I can't see."

Rachel told Nat the results, everyone's hands were up. Literally hands, they all raised both their hands to show their enthusiasm, not just one. "All our hands are up, Nat. But we still want you naked, or well naked under your robe, so we can still take some more looks at you and compare you to Jane. I can't speak for everyone else, but I'm not done examining you Nat, and teasing you about your clitless cumless pussy." I was glad she was using the phrase too. The other girls looked a bit uncertain when she talked about comparing us, but nobody objected. After a few seconds Rachel again spoke up, "We'll go to the other bedroom, except for any necessary bathroom stops. And I mean, for peeing, no trying to rub one out. We're not all oversexed like Nat here, excuse me like Nat used to be, when she still had her clit, we don't want to spend all evening waiting for each other to finish off in the bathroom. If you need to do something girls, take a break in the other room after we come back here, leave the bathroom for those needing the toilet! Nat, come get us wearing a robe at most, nothing underneath, when Jane is all bound naked here on the bed. Well, naked and horny. I expect to see what I hope is a monster clit, erect and engorged, and Jane's pussy dripping onto a towel. Think of the poor housekeeping staff! And I can't believe we're doing an adult show and tell with full nudity and a seeing a woman spreadeagled with her pussy exposed, and we still haven't seen a single. Fucking. Clit. I mean, even with a tiny normal woman I should already have seen one clit by now, but even with a magnifying glass or zooming in on my phone, there's nothing to see here. Waste. Of. Time. I'm Bi, a penis would have been fine, but hey, girls night, naked women and clits were what I wanted. None of us are large-breasted enough to turn me on in that way. But I got nothing. I expect you to make up for that Jane." That was a lot, Catherine was usually the planner but Rachel had clearly put some thought into saying all of this while watching. Everyone just ignored what Rachel said about the size of our breasts. Like I said, small breasts made athletics easier. And sleeping. And sex. I mean, large breasts would be nice to try something with if we get another woman in, if my breasts were large enough to suck my own nipples that would be fun, but ordinarily, I was actually genuinely happy not to be over-endowed. Breast wise at least. I did have a huge clit of course.

I saw Nat twitch a bit when Rachel mentioned zooming in on her phone, I reassured her "No one's used any phones Nat, don't worry."

Wendy then asked "Wait, I can understand why no pictures or video of Nat. But why not of Jane? None of us are going to share, and even if we did, it's just an adult woman with well, a larger than normal clitoris? And piercings?" She tilted her head at me to emphasize she was asking a question. "Just think about it. Let us know when you come get us, Nat, if we're allowed to bring our phones from the other room." The others nodded at this, and they all left to go to the other room, Emma taking a detour to go to the bathroom. I heard a low chuckle from a few of the girls, I assume Rachel reminded her of the no masturbation in the bathroom rule she'd imposed.

Once they were out, I took off Nat's blindfold and smiled at her. She smiled back and said, "You're okay with this? I mean I know I talked about you showing yourself, and we had a talk about occasionally switching, but both things at once, by surprise, is a lot."

"No, it's your birthday, and I'm not being pushed into anything, I mean, it's more like because it's your birthday I can give myself permission to go outside my comfort zone? But it's with you here, and our friends, I'm anxious, but not really frightened, if that makes sense, like I would be if there were strangers or guys here." I reassured Nat.

"Okay then, undo my hands, I'll take care of the rest while you go and make me a vodka and coke, and whatever you want. Same rule as Rachel said, no masturbating in the bathroom, I don't care how turned on you are!" Nat was smiling widely.

"Same goes for you. No wasting time masturbating when there's no point, you'll never come, it won't do anything except get your hands wet and smelly with the scent of unfulfilled woman. The perfume of, sans orgasm." By this time I'd unstrapped Nat's right hand, she grabbed one of the pillows and laughing said, "Out, you, get me my drink! I'm in charge now, we'll be teasing you and that gross tumescent testosterone-infused tickler between your legs!"

I'm ashamed to say I had to look up tumescent on my phone before coming back with our drinks.