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Blinking against the sudden intrusion of light, she struggled to regain her bearings.
The room, once again illuminated, unveiled the aftermath of her psychological ordeal.
"Continue. Bring out the standing clitoris torture now,"
"Understood."
An instrument with a triangular top, its tip sharpened — designed reminiscent of medieval torture devices to crush the clitoris — emerged.
It was placed precisely between Lily's open thighs, its pointed part modified with an attached vibrator.
"Mrghhh!!!" Lily's muffled cries pierced the air as the cold, sharp metal intruded between her labia, while the rubberized part of the vibrator tantalizingly teased her clitoris.
