Her hand moved deeper inside me until I felt my labia tighten around her wrist. I felt so filled, and she wiggled her fingers and scratched her nails against my tender inner walls, all the while pumping her fist back and forth inside me as far as it could go. I felt her hit the end of my passage, and fell back on the bed as my entire body rocked from the force of her thrusts. Reaching up over my head, I grabbed on to whatever anchor I could find, trying to brace myself as I cried my pleasure out to the room. I managed to get one hand on the headboard, and finding nothing within reach for the second I settled for grabbing the sheets and clinging to them as though my life depended on it. Our eyes met as I started to peak, and I saw a look on her face I did not expect. Gratitude. "Thank you." Her mouth formed the words, but the sound never reached me as her fist pushed me over the edge of my climax. I saw stars as waves of pleasure hit me, and the next thing I remembered, I was lying back, Bianca by my side with one arm draped across my stomach and caressing my breast, both of our bodies covered in sweat. I picked up her hand and brought it to my mouth, licking my fluids from her fingers before letting it fall back to my stomach, exhausted. It was like that that we fell asleep together, my dreams that night so very sweet.

I was greeted by a lovely vision as I opened my eyes. Bianca was spooning up against my side, my arm around her, and her damaged breast lay across my stomach, the lack of a nipple immediately obvious. I reached out to her chest and stroked it, eliciting a pleasured murmur as she lay sleeping. I gently untangled her arm from where lay between my legs and rolled her onto her back. Trying not to wake her, I got up and made my way over to the table, opening the draw and taking out a case containing a syringe. 

I returned to her side as I took it out, and was about to inject her when her eyes opened and looked at me. "Hmmm…? What are you doing?" She asked groggily. 

"I told you, I'm going to put you under and take you somewhere safe." Her eyes opened wider as she woke up properly and I waited for her to adjust. 

She looked at me like a child who had been told Christmas was cancelled. "Will I ever see you again?" 

"I kidnapped you and cut off your nipple. I was planning to dismember and kill you, I would have thought you would be relieved that I'm going to let you go instead." 

"And my rational mind tells me I should be, but my feelings say otherwise. I'd rather not die, but when you gave me a lift the other day, I thought you were so pretty. Never in my wildest dreams did I think you'd have any interest in me. Then I woke up and found myself here, naked. I was frightened at first, but watching that video of those those two sisters…" She spoke wistfully as she recalled it. "…it just got me excited. I've always had these fantasies about my breasts and pussy, about violent things happening to them. I always felt like a deviant. I've never told anyone about it, but being the thought of being debreasted has always been my biggest fetish. I never thought it would be anything more than a fantasy, and when a beautiful woman like you told me you were going to actually do it, actually cut them off… for I moment I was so happy." 

I looked at the sexy orbs sitting prominently on her chest. "It's not something that can be undone." 

"I know. I've always been too afraid to actually do anything to myself. Afraid of being disfigured. Afraid of being judged a pervert. But then you actually cut off my nipple." She fingered the tender hole. "It was everything I'd imagined. It wasn't just teasing, or threatening or a fantasy. I watched it actually happen, I saw and felt it come off and knew this time it was real." She leaned over and our lips met, parting as her tongue entered my mouth. I didn't resist or take control, simply letting her kiss me, enjoying the contact before she leaned back and caught her breath. "I don't really know anything about you, but I've never felt this way before." She looked me directly in the eyes. "I think I love you." 

My head spun as I felt like the world had fallen out from under me. I couldn't breathe. No one had ever said that to me before. Not like this. She stared at me intently and I felt myself growing nervous under her gaze. I didn't know how to respond. "This is impossible. I can't let you stay. I have business… very urgent business to take care of. I have to get on a plane today." I looked at Bianca and felt my chest tighten at her crestfallen expression. 

"Couldn't I come with you? I won't get in the way." 

I shook my head. "You can't be in love with me. I'd use you up. I'd torture you until you begged me to stop. It's just… it's what I do." I stood up, as though I could run from her. 

"You can! I'll give you my breasts. I'll give you my pussy, and my arms and legs too if you want them. If I can't satisfy you, you can sleep with other people. I just want to be with you. Please, I've got no one else. I've never been as sure of anything as I am of this. It just feels right to me." 

I gazed into her eyes and felt myself falling. I looked at her and felt a calm come over me, soon replaced by a feeling of intense happiness. Sitting down on the bed again I picked up the syringe, discarded during her confession. Bianca simply closed her eyes and waited for the small prick to take her to oblivion, a single tear falling down her cheek, but I placed the syringe back in its box and snapped it closed. Bianca opened her eyes in surprise and looked at me questioningly. 

I pointed to the hamper. "You'd better get dressed. We have a plane to catch." Bianca took a second to register what I'd said, then squealed with joy and launched herself at me. I fell back with her arms around my naked body, laughing while she plastered kisses all over me. I smacked her on the top of her head. "Hey, down girl. I meant what I said, we have a plane to catch, and I can't take you out in public like that." 

She grinned as I released her ankle chain and danced off to don her clothes. I watched her cute little butt as she walked and I thanked the universe that I had been in the right place at the right time to pick up this sexy little hitchhiker.
The barrier was raised as I pulled into the airport and traveled across the tarmac to the hangar. As I pulled up, Bianca looked at the jet. "Are you fucking kidding me? You've got your own plane?" 

I shrugged it off. "It's a company plane." 

"Family business huh? Do you also dress up like a bat at night and fight crime?" She wore an impish grin as I glanced at her. 

"You know exactly what I get up to at night." She tried to stifle a laugh at my comment. 

We got out of the car and I gave the keys to one of the ground crew to park it for me once our bags had been loaded. Bianca followed me as I ascended the steps, and I saw her blush out of the corner of my eye as the stewardess greeted her with a welcoming smile. I made my way through the living area to the room at the back of the plane. Bianca was lost for words as she entered and saw the bed. I closed the door behind me and slumped into an armchair by the door. "Some flights can take a long time. The bed is here to make sure I'm refreshed and ready to get to work when we land." I crossed my legs and pouted at Bianca "Business can be so demanding." 

She got a mischievous look on her face. "Is that what we'll be doing on this flight? Getting our beauty sleep?" 

I felt myself grow warm at her lusty look. "There might be time for a nap later. First we should discuss payment." 

Bianca looked puzzled. "Payment?" 

"Sorry, but I'm not a charity. If you want to take this flight, you'll have to buy passage." 

Bianca looked uncomfortable. "Uh… I don't really have much money. How much do you want?" 

I smiled and mimicked the impression of a salesperson. "The price of passage is… one clitoris." Bianca paled visibly at my words. I continued the act, smiling politely. "Are you able to afford that?" 

Bianca looked down shyly. "Well… I do happen to have one on me." 

I couldn't hide my grin. "How fortunate. Are you prepared to spend it?" 

Bianca swallowed. "Yes." 

I got up and retrieved a box. Returning to Bianca, I opened it, revealing the contents. "How would you like to pay?" I picked up one of the items inside, a small paring knife, razor sharp. "We have the classic knife, a very popular payment method, quick and clean," Putting it down, I selected another device, "or we can pretend your clit is a cigar, and use this cigar cutter on it. I've always thought they practically look as though they were designed for this purpose. Oh, we have some pliers here," I snapped them in front of Bianca, causing her to flinch slightly. "Imagine these clamping down on your little button, then tearing it out of you." I caught her eye. "Of course, if these tools are too intimidating, you could always ask me to just bite it off." I licked my lips, causing her to blush. 

Bianca looked at the tools. "Whatever you choose." 

I gave her a reassuring pat on the knee. "Okay. Let's use the knife. Keep it simple, yeah?" I reached for Bianca's hips and hooked my fingers in her panties. With one motion, I tugged off her lower clothes, removing them from her legs one ankle at a time. I extracted her panties and held them to my nose, taking a deep breath and smelling her excitement. I stood in front of her and put them to her mouth. She obediently opened it and let me gag her. I moved closer and whispered in her ear, "This room is soundproofed, but it's best not to let you scream too loud." Giving it a lick, I saw goosebumps travel down her leg and my heart did a little somersault. 

Returning to the floor in front of her, I spread her legs, feasting my eyes on her pretty little pussy. So cute, so pure. So unmutilated. I stroked my fingers lightly down her glistening labia, enjoying the muffled moan that escaped through her panties. My middle finger, I gently pushed against her opening, sliding it in to the first knuckle, then back out again. I added a second finger and pushed them further inside her, wiggling them, teasing. I withdrew them again, and pushing her hood back with my other hand, I leaned forward and licked her stiffening clit. Bianca was hyperventilating now, partly from pleasure and partly from fear, her eyes wide and fixed on the knife I had just picked up. 

Eliciting a squeal by giving her doomed clit one final nip, I grasped it in my fingers, and pulled it tight. Watching her reaction, I trailed the knife up her thigh and between her legs. She watched the steel as I brought it slowly up her pussy lip, pressing sharply against the glistening skin without breaking it. Then it was at the top of her slit, and I rested the deadly blade on the taut organ. It was fully aroused, and I winked at her as I caught her eye, suddenly sliding the knife across her flesh. The metal sliced into her clit and Bianca screamed into her gag. She instinctively tried to close her legs to protect her delicate parts from the pain, but I leaned against one leg and propped a knee against the other, pinning her shaking legs wide, and continued to lightly saw the knife, each stroke cutting another few millimetres through her sensitive bud. Her hands tightly gripped the chair, pale white, as blood flowed freely down her pussy onto the towels, and then with a final slice my hand came away from her body, her severed clitoris between my fingers. She was still screaming as I set the bloody knife back down into the box, and I pressed a towel against her groin, staunching the crimson flow. Keeping it there, I held her former organ up for her to see. She stared at it, unable to focus as tears streamed down her beautiful face. 

I took the towel away and gave her wounded pussy a light spray with the medical sealant. Bianca just sat there with her legs spread wide as I stood up, looking dazed and disoriented. Retrieving a moist cloth, I returned to her and gently wiped away the blood and excess sealant, eliciting small whimpers from her as I ran the warm flannel over her vagina. Looking up at her, I found myself captivated by her frightened, tearful look. Removing her saliva-coated panties from her limp lips, I brought a clean section of the cloth to her cheeks and wiped away the tears and drool. I brushed a wisp of hair from her cheek, and then I was kissing her, intertwining my tongue with hers. She didn't react at first, but then began to respond, returning my passionate embrace. 

I broke the kiss with a gasp for air and helped her out of the seat. She winced and stumbled at the pain in her loins, but I held her tightly and led her to the bed, stripping her remaining clothes as we went. Laying her down I pressed the intercom button. "I'm ready to leave. Take us up." 

"Understood." The pilot's voice crackled over the speaker, and the plane shuddered as it began to move. 

I returned to my lovely passenger, shrugging off my dress and letting it fall around my ankles. My bra and panties followed, and then I was as naked as Bianca, climbing over her on the bed, kissing, licking and nipping my way up her arm to the sweet sound of her surprised gasps. My hand found her nippleless breast, squeezing it as I buried my face in her neck, inhaling her scent. She moaned, and I put my arms around her and rolled, pulling her on top of me with our breasts pressing against each other. "I want you to eat me," I breathlessly whispered. She looked at me, blushing as she began to move down my body, pausing to kiss and suck on my breasts. I pushed my chest up into her mouth, purring with ecstasy, and then growling with disappointment as she removed her mouth from them and continued down past my stomach. 

As she descended below my navel, I brought my hand up and smiled as I gazed at the severed clitoris I still held. Such a precious piece of flesh, and she gave it up to me freely. I had butterflies in my stomach, giggling softly to myself as I rubbed it softly across my lips and up my cheek. I couldn't help but grin as she parted my legs, spreading them wide, and as the jet suddenly sped up, I felt my weight shift, the inertia pressing me into the bed as Bianca's mouth pressed down on my excited little box, her tongue entering me in one divine stab and causing me to cry out in joy. 

I played with her clit - mine now, rubbing the pale symbol of her femininity on my breasts and nipples while she licked my pussy enthusiastically, intermittently thrusting her tongue inside me and licking my labia while her busy fingers found and rubbed my clit. Then she switched, sucking my bud into her mouth and pushing her fingers deep into my wet tunnel. I moaned at the stimulation. "Bite me!" I gasped through clenched teeth. Bianca hesitated, then I felt her begin to nip my clitoris. "Harder!" I nearly screamed as she obeyed, her teeth clamping down hard on my sensitive organ. Blood rushed to my head as the angle of the jet pitched back, and I was overcome with dizziness, pleasure and pain. Her fingers plunged in and out of me as she bit down, the mix of conflicting sensations that I loved so much reaching a crescendo in my loins. My eyes crossed and I gasped as I came, splashing Bianca with my juices. Her teeth left my clit as she tried to swallow the fluids I was releasing, her lips forming a seal over mine. As my body settled, she withdrew her mouth, her face shiny with my come, and gave my slit one last lick before climbing up the bed to lie her head on my shoulder. 

I simply put my arm around her head and stroked her hair affectionately, still wallowing in my bliss. Her eyes fell on her clitoris, lying between my breasts where it had fallen, and she reached over and picked it up, studying the tiny piece of meat. "It's real. I've really had my clit cut off. It seems so unbelievable." 

"Are you unhappy about it?" I asked. 

"I have mixed feelings. I'm going to miss it, of course. But I'd be lying if I said I hadn't fantasised about this a load of times. And it's what you wanted, which makes me kind of happy, too." 

"Does it hurt much?" 

"It's a pretty painful aching between my legs. But… I kind of like it. It keeps reminding me that you did it. You cut off my clitoris." She let out a giggle. "I like saying that. You cut off my clitoris." 

I met her eyes as she looked up at me. "The pleasure was all mine." 

Bianca noticed the amulet around my neck, then held her clit up to it, side by side. "Is that a…?" 

I held it up and looked at it. "You remember the french girl from that video? It was hers. I encased it in resin." 

She laughed. "And you just wear it around in public? That's daring." 

"Well, it's not very easy to recognize, an indistinct pink object obscured by slightly cloudy material. You had to know the sort of thing I get up to and compare it to yours before you made the connection. And it means I get to take a little piece of her with me wherever I go." 

"That's true." She lay her head back down on my shoulder and I stroked her hair. "Can we watch that video again?" 

"Maybe when we get to Japan." A knock on the door interrupted us. Bianca sat back and pulled the sheets up as I got up and pulled on a silk robe. I motioned to her missing nipple. "Keep your breast hidden." Then pointed to where her clitoris lay on the bed. "And hide your clit too. I turned around and opened the door. 

Paige, the stewardess, greeted me. "Good morning, Miss Love. We'll be ready to serve lunch in a couple of hours if it suits you. There's either chicken or fish." 

My stomach growled at the thought. "I think chicken sounds ideal." 

Paige nodded and looked at Bianca, who was sitting nervously in the bed, clearly naked as she held the sheets to her chest. "And for you miss?" 

Bianca looked like a deer in headlights. She smiled, awkwardly opening her lips while keeping her teeth clenched together. "I'll have the chicken too, thanks." I gave her a puzzled look. 

"Certainly," Paige replied. "and would you like anything to drink?" 

"Just a coke would be fine." Bianca was blushing red and continuing to talk through clenched teeth. 

"Coke for both of us." I motioned to Paige and she nodded and took her leave with our order. I looked back at Bianca. "What on earth…?" 

She reached into her mouth and took out her clitoris. "You said to hide it…" 

I let out a laugh. "So you hid it in your mouth?" 

"It seemed like a good idea at the time. I won't get a chance to suck on my own clitoris again" Bianca blushed harder. "I can't believe she saw me naked in your bed. She probably thinks I'm such a slut."