WARNING: This is a castration story. It may contain either male or female castration, penectomy or clitorectomy. If this is not your thing, then don't read it. It also contains torture and strong sexual content, although this is not really a sex story. If you find any of that offensive, are under the age of 21 or such material is prohibited in your state or country, then stop reading right here.

This story is intended for mature adults only. This story is fiction, although some parts are based on real events. Most of this story came strictly from my imagination. Don't even think about trying any thing described in this story.

The Naughty Bits Playoff

By Liana M

@(C) Copyright 2010 by Liana M, all rights reserved.

XN is the one who got me interested in castration. Before XN I was just into S & M, a little spanking, occasionally whipping, nipple clamps, god I love nipple clamps, and other things like that. I love risk. I was a risk junkie and so was XN. That is what we had in common, why we connected and became frequent chat buddies. We were on opposite sides of the country though, so we never physically met.

I met XN in some bondage chat room long ago. We immediately hit it off. We were both into self S & M, and we both liked risk. Soon we concocted some high low game base on one digit of the closing Dow Jones Industrial Average. The loser had to torture their naughty bits, his cock or my clitoris. We played a few times and we had each lost at least once. I placed a clothespin on my clitoris as my torture when I lost. He placed a binder clip on the head of his penis.

One night we were chatting, trying to figure out something different and more exciting than our self-torture game, something to take things to the next level.

Liana: i love the concept of really betting my clit against a guys cock, putting it all on the line.

XN: Yeah ... do you want to really bet your clit?

Liana: we did

XN: No, i mean really, really bet your clit

Liana: what are you talking about Long pause. XN: castration...

I totally flipped out. I avoided talking to XN for weeks after that night.

Eventually I calmed down, and chatted with XN again. I found out that in addition to being into self S & M, XN had castration fantasies. They seemed to be just fantasies, but he really liked the idea of betting his naughty bits with a lady. If I would agree to such a wager, XN just might do it!

Of course I had no interest in wagering my clitoris, but the fantasy that people might do such a thing began to grow on me. I wrote The C & C Club story to explore those fantasies. I sent the story to XN in sections. XN loved it. When I posted the story, I expected only a few emails telling me I was a really crazy, sick weirdo. Instead I got a lot of emails from guys that loved the story! One guy wrote me that he was glad games like the C & C Club roulette were not real. If they were real, he didn't think he could stop playing until his package was in a bottle.

I wrote couple more stories around the similar themes. Slowly the idea of risking my clitoris to win a guy's penis, which had seemed absurd at first, became a frequent fantasy. I thought about what it would be like to be naked and tied to a chair with my little clitoris under the sharp blade of a small guillotine. Opposite me would be a guy with his big cock and balls hanging out of a guillotine. My fantasies never went as far as what would happen after one of the guillotines fired. I didn't want to even think about what life without my clitoris would be like.

The fantasy of risking my clitoris combined with a little friction from my fingers could really rock my world and remind me what I would be missing without my clitoris.

Late one night I was chatting with XN. The conversation always came back around to wagering genitals.

Liana: would you really risk it?

XN: hmmmm ... i might

Liana: really??

XN: Yeah ... especially if it could be reattached.

Liana: what?

XN: i'd do it, if they could sew my cock back on

XN: just to find out what it was like

Liana: they can't do that

XN: sure they can

XN: bobbitt got his sewed back on

Liana: but it didn't work anymore

Liana: he couldn't get hard

XN: sure he could

It turns out XN was right. Wayne Bobbitt did get his penis reattached after Lorena Bobbitt cut it off with a carving knife and threw it in a field. It is claimed Wayne Bobbitt made a full recovery!

I realized there was an idea for new stories there, a game where players temporarily lose their naughty bits for a few weeks, months or even years. I haven't written this story yet though.

While XN and I could not really get our clitoris or penis cutoff and reattached over and over, it occurred to me that there might be an interesting game that XN and I could really play. When you lose your clitoris or penis the main thing you lose is the ability to have orgasms. Instead of actually losing your naughty bits for a month or two, we could use a substitute, abstinence.

I had a friend that once tried to talk me into playing a game like that. He got the idea from something he had read on the web (probably this). He wanted me to get a chastity belt, so if I lost, he could lock me into it. He had one of those plastic chastity cages that even stopped a guy from getting an erection. He let me lock him in it for a week once. I really liked the idea of this game, but I could not see being locked into a chastity belt at that time of month.

Now playing with XN there would be no way to know if the loser was cheating, but I didn't care. The fun was in playing the game. So what if XN cheated a few times when he lost. I thought it would be interesting to see if I could really go a month or two without at least a little solo. I was not sure I could.

This was not XN's kind of fantasy though. I would have to spice it up a little to interest XN. I decided on an option for the winner to elect to play a bonus or super risk round for permanent abstinence, but the winner would have to take the same risk of permanent abstinence. Now I didn't want to actually lose my clitoris, so I would make it almost impossible for anyone to actually lose anything in a super risk round. If no one lost anything in the bonus round, the loser did not have to do the abstinence time. I figured XN would always take the super risk option. I would never have to do my abstinence time. If I won, I could make XN do the time. I like those rules!

I sent XN some messages hinting at this idea, but never heard anything from him for a month. He never seemed to be online. Then suddenly in December, I got some offline messages from XN. He was interested. He wanted to hear more. One night just before Christmas we were both online at the same time. I explain to him what I was thinking about.

XN: you are willing to really play?

Liana: yes

XN: I like it ... but can't we just skip to the super risk round.

Figures. XN just wanted to play for naughty bits, not for abstinence. That is his kind fantasy.

XN: you've already agreed to really play for naughty bits

Liana: yeah

XN: so skip all the rest and lets just do it

Liana: just super risk rounds wouldn't be interesting

XN: of course it would

Liana: for you

XN: you don't get excited thinking about it

XN: really losing your naughty bits or me losing mine!

Liana: maybe

XN: think about it

I didn't want to lose my clitoris and I wasn't keen on taking XN's package either, but there was something exciting about the idea of really wagering my clitoris.

I thought about it, and finally came up with what I thought would be a low risk game for naughty bits. I wanted to make it look high risk, so XN would be interested, while actually providing an out to keep it low risk. I decided to write up the rules, and see what XN thought. After some minor changes, here are the rules XN and I came up with:

The Naughty Bits Playoff Rules WARNING: There is NO SAFE WAY TO PLAY THIS GAME. All versions of this game are extremely dangerous. The object of Dow Jones Naughty Bits Playoff (DJNBP) is to have a truly stimulating experience and keep all your naughty bits (NB). If players are so inclined, it can be a contest to take the opponents NB, but it can also be a test of nerve to see who will go the farthest in actually risking their NB. Players need to be aware that they can actually lose their NB in this game. In this event, you will have to really cut off your NB. This will be a life changing experience, but it is what makes the game interesting for a true adrenaline junkie. There are 10 levels to Dow Jones Naughty Bits Playoff (DJNBP). Each level consists of one or more rounds. Level 1 has 10 rounds. Each higher level has one less round. Level 10 consists of only 1 round. Each round is decided by the first digit to the right of the decimal point in the closing Dow Jones Industrial Average (DJIA). This digit can have values from 0 to 9. One player will select 5 of these 10 possible digits. The other player gets the other 5 digits. Players will alternate which player gets to select the digits for the next day. These selections must be emailed to the players well before the close of the stock market. Whichever player has the correct digit for the day's closing DJIA wins that round. If a player does not or cannot email or IM their digit selections before the stock market closes, then the game is suspended until that player can email their selections. There is no penalty for causing the game to be suspended, but out of consideration to the other player they should avoid this. If a player fails to win any rounds on one level, they lose the game and their NBs. As soon as each player has won at least one round at a level, that level is over. At the beginning of each new level after level 1, either player may decline to continue to the next level without penalty. If play continues to level 10, which only has a single round, one of the players will lose their NB. Note that players may only decline to continue at the beginning of each level. Players may not decline to continue once the level has started until that current level is finished. If one of the players loses at the end of any level, they must cutoff their NB. The winner should not taunt or tease the loser. The loser is not allowed any orgasms, until the time of the removal of the NB. Immediately before the removal they are allowed one last orgasm. This final orgasm can only be a solo orgasm. For the purpose of DJNBP, the Naught Bits are defined as follows: For a male, the NB is the penis. A male loser is expected to cut off the penis near the base, just above the balls. For a female, the NB is the clitoris. A female loser is expected to cut off the clitoris as completely as possible. This may or may not include the clitoral hood. This is the complete form of Type I female circumcision and is illustrated here. The loser is expected to provide proof that they have removed their NB. The loser must send the winner their severed NB in a bottle. This should be sent within a few days after they are removed. The winner must provide the shipping address. (Note: no trying to buy Napoleon's penis and claim it is yours). To verify that the NB that are shipped to the winner formerly belonged to the loser, the loser must do one of the following: 1) allow the winner to witness or perform the removal in person or by cam, 2) allow the winner to inspect the region where the NB were formerly attached to verify their removal either in person or by cam. Players must agree that should their NB be cutoff, orgasms may be very difficult or impossible to achieve. Even if they are still able to achieve orgasms, the orgasms will probably be weaker and less satisfying. Full disclosure of odds for each player in DJNBP at each level: Level 1 1 in 1024 Level 2 1 in 512 Level 3 1 in 256 Level 4 1 in 128 Level 5 1 in 64 Level 6 1 in 32 Level 7 1 in 16 Level 8 1 in 8 Level 9 1 in 4 Level 10 1 in 2 Note that these odds apply to each player individually. The odds that one of the two players will lose at a given level is twice these odds. For example the odds that someone loses at level 1 is 2 in 1024 or 1 in 512. At level 10, the odds are 1 in 1 that someone will lose. At level 1 someone always loses. A simulation of 10 million games played to completion shows the following results: Ending Cumulative Level 1 0.19365% 0.19365% Level 2 0.38946% 0.58311% Level 3 0.77895% 1.36206% Level 4 1.54614% 2.90820% Level 5 3.04349% 5.95169% Level 6 5.87599% 11.82768% Level 7 11.01260% 22.84028% Level 8 19.30079% 42.14107% Level 9 28.94071% 71.08178% Level 10 28.91822% 100.00000% The second column of this table shows the percent of games where a player lost their NB at that level. The third column shows the cumulative total of games that ended at or before this level. This table shows that more than half the time the game will get to level 9 before someone loses their NB.

I emailed the rules to XN just after Christmas. It was a couple of days later before I caught up with him again in chat.

Liana: did you get the rules i emailed?

XN: i like it

XN: you are really willing to play?

Liana: yes, a few levels

XN: you can cut your clit off if you lose?

Liana: i think i can

Liana: well, can't cut off your own clit, can you?

XN: would you let me cut it off?

Liana: no

XN: ok

XN: but you can cut it off yourself

Liana: i don't believe that, how?

XN: just need a hemostat and a knife or scissors

Liana: you're kidding me

XN: no, you can do it

Liana: have you ever known or heard of anyone who did it

XN: yes

Liana: i think somebody is kidding you

XN: no, i'm sure

Liana: how can you be sure?

Liana: did she show you where her clit use to be?

XN: i watched her do it on cam

Liana: what?????

Liana: you never said anything about this?

XN: yeah

Liana: well tell me about it

XN: it was year or so ago...

XN: i was chatting with this very sub 40ish woman...

XN: she had done some extreme body mods before...

XN: was looking for something new...

XN: something to show her dedication to her master...

XN: i suggested removing the clit...

XN: she like the idea...

Liana: she like it????

XN: yeah, she started asking how she could do it...

XN: i told her about the hemostat and scissors...

XN: i didn't think she was serious

XN: we kept chatting about other things

XN: then she says she had the hemostat on for 20 minutes...

XN: and asks if that is long enough...

Liana: your kidding

XN: i thought she was kidding

XN: so she turned on her webcam to show me

XN: she took off the hemostat ...

XN: then cut along the white line it leaves ...

XN: with a scissors

Liana: wow!

Liana: it doesn't hurt?

XN: by that point it is pretty numb

XN: the hemostat cuts off blood flow

Liana: but the hemostat must hurt like hell

XN: probably, you put it right below the clit, not on it

Liana: there isn't a lot of bleeding?

XN: no, only a little

XN: that's what the hemostat is for

Liana: i didn't realize you had already taken a clit

XN: i didn't take it, she wanted to do it

Liana: what did she do with the clit afterwords?

Liana: give it to her master? give it to you?

XN: she feed it to her dog

Liana: you are kidding me

XN: that's what she told me

Liana: so now you want to take you second clit

XN: no

XN: the game will be a blast

XN: i'm not out to get yours

XN: really risking it has always been a fantasy

XN: aren't you excited?

Liana: of course

XN: so game on then

XN: start tomorrow

XN: pick your numbers

Liana: i want to wait till after the new year

XN: ok, well send me your picks, and good luck

Liana: i will, good luck too

I had agreed to risk my clit. What was I thinking? All I had actually agreed to was level 1, a 1 in 1024 chance of losing it. I knew I would play more levels than that. I hoped I would have the good sense to not push my luck too far. Level 3 or 4 sounded fairly safe, but no level was really safe to play.

Late Friday night I caught XN in chat again.

XN: Well, what else are you thinking about?

Liana: the best strategy for keeping my clit

XN: Oh...which is?

Liana: i'm not sure

Liana: maybe not chat with you, lol

XN: Oh...ouch....

Liana: don't worry, i promised to put my clit on the line, and i'm a girl that keeps her word

XN: Ok.

XN: Are you having 2nd thoughts?

Liana: not really, just wondering if i am crazy

XN: Hmmmm...

XN: Feeling confident?

Liana: fairly confident

XN: How come?

Liana: i'm a lucky girl

Liana: don't really know

Liana: just figure there must some strategy to increase my chances

XN: Such as?

Liana: can't think of any

Liana: yet

Liana: besides, i wouldn't tell you

XN: Why?

XN: That is mean.

Liana: i gave you all the odds and the results of my game simulations

XN: Ok...

Liana: so are you having second thoughts?

XN: No.

XN: I am just a little worried for you.

Liana: why? you're not worried for yourself?

XN: No...but I would hate something unpleasant happening to you...

Liana: then why do you want to play this game?

XN: don't you think it will be a rush to play

Liana: absolutely

Liana: but not a rush to lose

XN: yeah...

Liana: so you want to play this game because a) you want to take my clit b) you want to lose your cock c) you like the idea of risking it and see what happens d) it just seemed like a good idea e) none of the above

XN: C and D

Liana: i see, interesting

XN: What?

XN: I think it would be curious to see what it is like to lose it...for a while...

Liana: so you really are not looking to lose it?

XN: Risking it is exciting...

XN: losing it, NO.

Liana: risking it is exciting for me, i know losing would not be exciting at all

XN: Oh...no.

XN: Heartbraking...

XN: but the price of the fun...

XN: kind of like SnM...

XN: Pain and pleasure...

XN: never can separate them.

XN: I think having a woman cut it would be very erotic and exciting without consequences...if it could be put back 100%

Liana: having it put back is a real fantasy

XN: Yes...except in thailand.

Liana: i doubt that

XN: maybe

XN: My interests....

XN: You asked why I wanted to play...

XN: Does that change anything?

XN: What do you think about it?

Liana: i've been under the impression you have castration fantasies

Liana: never sure if you really want to be castrated

XN: For real? No.

XN: Reading some of the EA stories...it can be an interesting idea....

XN: but...not real.

XN: The fun is the gamble...the risk...the wager.

Liana: i agree with that

XN: Good.

XN: Well, we start Jan 2?

Liana: yes, absolutely

Liana: i got to pick my numbers before then

XN: Good...

XN: Yes...send an E-mail.

Liana: i will

XN: Still eager and excited??

Liana: i'm pysched

XN: Tell me why...what are your thoughts...what is going through your mind?

Liana: well, i'm really risking my clit, like wow!

XN: I know.

XN: Really surprising and shocking.

XN: What else?

Liana: right now i'm a little nervous, but not too much

XN: Ok...how come?

Liana: because it is a big risk

XN: Yes...but only level one.

XN: Have you told anyone?

Liana: god no

XN: How come?

Liana: they would have me committed

XN: Oh...

XN: So no one you can share this with?

Liana: no

XN: Too bad...

Liana: how many people have you told?

XN: 3-4.

XN: No one knows who you are.

XN: All online.

Liana: and what did they think?

XN: And...they likely think I am full of it.

XN: Well, some were like...wow...others...ok.

XN: The one wants to bet nipples with you.

Liana: she like the idea?

XN: Yes.

XN: Think you might put one up?

Liana: not now, not something i ever thought about

XN: Ok.

Liana: i got to get to bed, it's late

XN: i know

Liana: i'll email you my numbers

XN: Talk soon!

Liana: nite, pleasant dreams

XN: Hope you had a good one! Take care!

Liana: happy new year, nite

Level 1

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

On New Years morning I finally sent XN my numbers:

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Jan 1, 2008 11:56 PM

Subject: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Ok, my digits for tomorrow are 0, 5, 7, 8, and 9. That leaves you with 1, 2, 3, 4 and 6. Good luck. Hope to chat with you soon. Liana

Then I sent XN an offline message:

Liana: i emailed you my digits for tomorrow. this is it. our NB are on the line. hope to chat with you soon

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Coming back to work after the holidays is always a shock. I spent most of the morning sorting through all the emails from the holidays and trying to remember what I had been doing. I checked the stock market several times, but that was pointless, since it was only the one digit in the closing average that meant anything. On the west coast the stock market closes at 1 PM. After lunch I hurried back to my cubicle to check. The DJIA closed at 13043.96, and since 9 was one of the digits I picked, I was safe at level 1. I was smiling and feeling great. I quickly wrote an email to XN.

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Jan 2, 2008 1:56 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Closing DJIA is 13043.96. The digit is '9', which is one I picked!!!!!! My naughty bits are now safe at level 1!!! You have nine more chances to save your naughty bits at level 1. Good luck and send me your picks for tomorrow. Liana

And I sent XN and offline IM too:

Liana: haven't heard anything from you for several days. my first number pick turned out to be right on, so my NB are safe at level 1. You have nine more tries to get your NB through level 1. email me you number picks

I left my messenger running in case XN messaged me. A few hours later he did.

XN: Congrats to you! Good pick!

Liana: hey, how are you?

XN: 3, 4, 5, 6, 7...How is that?

XN: I am well, thanks...yourself?

Liana: i'm pretty good

XN: Good.

Liana: have to work again

XN: Oh?

Liana: i was off for like 2 weeks for christmas/new year

XN: Right...

Liana: now i'm trying to remember what i was suppose to be doing

XN: Oh...

Liana: so you working?

XN: Lunch...

Liana: ah

XN: I need to go shortly...

XN: So...what else has been up?

Liana: i got drunk on some good wine for new years

XN: Good....

XN: Sounds fun!

XN: No other news?

Liana: hmmm, unless you count NOT getting naked and making a fool of myself at a new years party news

XN: Huh?

Liana: i have done that in the past

Liana: distant past

XN: Oh, ok....

XN: Was that all?

Liana: so i'm too old for that now

XN: Ok...

XN: So...how do you feel actually playing...and so far winning?

Liana: i felt good after winning the first day

Liana: but this is only level 1

XN: Right...

XN: But were you nervous?

Liana: a little

Liana: but it is like 1000:1 chance of getting it wrong 10 days in a row

Liana: i'm sure it will be more tense the fewer days we have

XN: Indeed...

XN: Well, are you enjoying it?

Liana: of course

Liana: i haven't gone looking for hemostat and surgical scissors yet

XN: no?

Liana: but i should this weekend

XN: Ok...

XN: What are you getting it for?

Liana: just in case

XN: Hmmmm...ok.

Liana: in the event i lose it, i want to get it over quick

XN: Ok.

Liana: don't want to spend days agonizing over it

XN: Ok.

Liana: ok, good luck

XN: Bye...have a good one!

Thursday, January 3, 2008

I wasn't nervous at work. I cleared Level 1 already. It was XN that had to be nervous. Even though I hurried back from lunch to check the stock market close. It was 13056.72 and 7 was one of the digits XN had picked, so he had now cleared Level 1 too. I sent him off a quick email:

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Jan 3, 2008 1:56 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff XN: 3, 4, 5, 6, 7...How is that? Closing DJIA was 13056.72, so both our NB survived level 1. I'm up for level 2. I'm going with the same picks that worked before, 0, 5, 7, 8, and 9. Good luck, chat later. Liana

Level 2

Friday, January 4, 2008

I was not really worried. We both had nine tries to win a round, but it would be nice to pick up another quick win. I ended up at a long lunch with some friends, and didn't get back till 1:30 PM or so to check the stock market. The DJIA closed a 12,800.18. That '1' was not one of my digits. XN had won the first round. Damn it.

When I got home from late Friday night, there was an email from XN:

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Fri, Jan 4, 2008 at 5:26 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Well, it looks like the DJIA closed at 12,800.18. I think that means that you lost this round. My sympathies, but there is plenty of time left. So, your loss in this round, translates into a win and safety for me on level 2? Tomorrow is Sat, so no DJ. Will write later with #'s. For now...sleep calls. Have a good night and a fun weekend. Hope to chat soon!

I wrote a reply:

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Sat, Jan 5, 2008 at 1:07 AM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff I've got 8 more chances. I'm not panicking yet. The weather here the last couple days has been terrible. Raining hard and very windy. Power out lots of places around here, but not my apartment. Don't appear to have lost power at all. Chat with you later. Liana

Monday January 7, 2008

Monday I tried to avoid checking the stock market averages, but I checked several times anyway. After I got back from lunch I found the closing average was 12,827.49. XN had picked 4, so I had lost again! Shit.

Late that night I sent XM and email.

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Tue, Jan 8, 2008 at 12:05 AM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Ok, you got lucky and won another round. I'm not panicking. I have seven more rounds. I'm going with the same picks 0, 5, 7, 8, and 9. Liana

Tuesday January 8, 2008

I had meetings in the morning, so didn't get a chance to check the DJIA average in the morning. Then I went to lunch with some friends. I got back just after 1 PM and quickly checked the DJIA. Yes!! It closed at 12,589.07. I had picked '0', so I had finally cleared Level 2.

XN was not online, but I sent him a couple of offline messages:

Liana: dja closed at 12589.07, so the 0 won this round for me, level 2 is finished, and we still both have our NB

Liana: i'm up for level 3, if you are too, it is your call tomorrow, send me your picks

A half hour later XN responded.

XN: You bet. 4, 5, 6, 7, 8...and any others you will let me have!

XN: Congrats...

XN: Talk soon, I hope.

Liana: you only get 5 digits, lol

XN: Awwwww....

XN: Ok.

Liana: hey, got to give my nb a fair chance

XN: Well, if you insist.....

XN: Of course...playing beyond this is not really a fair chance for them, is it?

Liana: what do you mean?

XN: Well, THEIR fair chance would be not to risk them...

Liana: true, but even if we play it all the way, only one of us will lose their nb

Liana: so we should both have a fair chance

XN: Ok.

XN: Well, dinner is served...so I should run.

Liana: ok, good luck at level 3

Liana: only 1 chance in 256 of losing your nb at this level

XN: You too!

Liana: chat later

Level 3

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

When I got to work my laptop refused to start up. Lights would flash for a few seconds, and then it just turned itself off. After a number of tries, I finally got it to boot up. All my data seemed to be there. I called IT. They said bring it over, so I left my laptop at IT and went shopping. What else is a girl to do?

I wandered around Macy's for an hour or so just looking for something that caught my fancy, but didn't find anything. I went to lunch. After lunch I went to check on the health of my sick laptop. The technician told me my disk drive was going bad and the laptop was overheating. Probably the CPU fan was bad. He would need to order parts to fix it. He said he had backed up my data and he gave me my laptop back to use until the parts came.

When I got back to my office and got my laptop started it was mid afternoon. Stock market had been closed for a few hours. I checked and discovered the market had closed at 12,735.31. XN had picked 4, 5, 6, 7 and 8, so I had won! I sent XN a quick email:

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Wed, Jan 9, 2008 at 5:09 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff My work laptop has a hard disk that is slowly dying. It spent most of the day at IT running diagnostics which told them the hard drive was bad. Now they want it back so they can replace the hard drive. So I just found out that I won this round and my NBs made it through level 3. I'm going to stick with my same picks, 0, 5, 7, 8, and 9. Not sure if I will have a computer at work tomorrow. Liana

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Thursday was not a productive day at work. I gave my laptop to IT to fix and they gave me a loaner. I could not install any software on my loaner laptop, so I was forced to use IE, yuck. Of course I could not install Yahoo Messenger either, so I couldn't chat with any of my friends or XN if he happened to show up. You might think this would mean I would get more work done, but at 10 AM IT called to say my laptop was fixed, so I shut down the loaner to take it back to IT. When I got there, my old laptop would not boot up. The technician said he would call when he had it fixed. I went back to my office and did a few things before going to lunch.

When I got back from lunch, there was a voice mail from the technician, so I went over to IT again. When I got there the technician had my laptop running, but he said it was running too hot. The CPU fan needed to be replaced. That meant the whole motherboard needed to be replaced. All this for a laptop that was going to scrapped in two months anyway. Once again I headed back to the office with my loaner laptop.

When I got it started again, I had completely forgotten about the NB Playoff. After all, my NB were already safe at level 3. It was XN that had to worry. Finally I remembered to check the Dow Jones closing average. It was 12,853.09. That '0' was one of my numbers, so I had won again! XN would have to sweat another day. I logged on to send XN email, and discovered he had already emailed me.

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Thu, Jan 10, 2008 at 3:00 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Seems you won again, darn it! How do you pick your numbers, hmmm? Have a time machine? Anyhow, hope these work for me: 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. Hope to chat soon!

At level 2 I had to worry a few days, now it was XN's turn to sweat it out while the fate of his NB hung in the balance! I replied.

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Thu, Jan 10, 2008 at 4:17 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Hmmm, you seem to have forgotten that my numbers didn't do very well at the last level. You've got six more rounds to get one right. No big deal. The earliest you could lose your NBs is January 18th, and that's more than week away! IT has called me twice today to tell me they have my laptop fixed, and each time I went over there, it really wasn't working right yet. I think they have replaced the hard disk, but now they discovered it is overheating, which I had also complained about. The stupid thing is my laptop is scheduled to be replaced in March when the extended warranty runs out, but while it is still under warranty they are going to make Dell fix it so it runs great, just so they can scrap it in two months. For the moment I am still stuck with this loaner laptop, and I'm forced to use IE because I cannot install any software on it, including Firefox. Of course I can't install Yahoo messenger either. Liana

Friday, January 11, 2008

Friday I didn't hear anything about my laptop, so I still couldn't chat, but at least I was able to get some work done. I met some old friends for lunch and we talked a long time, catching up on what we had been doing. When I got back to the office there was a bunch of email to read before I got around to checking the stock market. The Dow had closed at 12606.30. The '3' had missed XN's numbers again! I sent XN an email.

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Fri, Jan 11, 2008 at 3:12 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff DJA closed at 12606.30. Looks like I won again! No need to start worrying yet, you have all next week to win a round. For Monday I'm going with my same numbers, 0, 5, 7, 8, and 9. Liana

I got a reply back from XN a few minutes later.

From: XN

To: Liana

Data: Fri, Jan 11, 2008 at 3:33 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Yes, tis true. You won again. Wish I had the winning streak. Well, I hope your numbers can provide some help. :) Hope to chat again at some point too...don't become a stranger! Take care!

XN would have to spend the weekend worry about his NB.

Monday, January 14, 2008

Over the weekend I had almost forgotten about our game. I was safe at level 3 and I wasn't sure I wanted to play level 4. The 1 in 128 chance at level 4 sounded a little scary to me.

Monday morning I had a couple of meetings I had to attend. They ran past noon, so I had to get lunch as soon as the second meeting ended. When I got back from lunch I had a lot of email to look at. Finally I remembered and checked the closing average. It was 12778.15. The '1' was not one of my digits so XN had finally cleared level 3.

I was thinking about sending XN an email saying I wanted to quit, when I got an email from XN.

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Mon, Jan 14, 2008 at 2:59 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff 0, 5, 7, 8, and 9...DJIA closed today I think at 12778.15, so I think that means I am safe this round...yes? Well, shall we try another round? Any new thoughts or ideas...or any new laptops for that matter? Hope you are doing well and everything is going your way. Well, in case you DO want to play for tomorrow, I suppose I will keep the middle going 4, 5, 6, 7, and 8. Best of luck. Hope we can chat soon, take care!

I sent off a reply t XN

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Mon, Jan 14, 2008 at 3:11 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Congratulations. The game has been a fun, but I think this is where I need to quit. Still don't have my laptop back, so can't chat at work, but I'll be home in a few hours if you want to chat about it. Liana

Later that evening I did chat with XN.

XN: got your email

Liana: nice to see you again

XN: You really want to quit?

Liana: yeah, each level is twice as risky

XN: I know but twice as exciting

Liana: i only promised to do the first level and i've done 3 levels

XN: but you have 6 or 7 chances to win...what are the odds

Liana: something like 1 in 128

XN: That's not risky

Liana: depends on how you look at it

XN: It is 127 out of 128 that you'll be safe

XN: those are good odds

Liana: they sound good

XN: come on, lets do at least a couple more levels

XN: It does not really get dangerous till after level 5

Liana: well, ok, but after level 5 i'm definitely quitting

XN: Cool ... i already sent you my numbers for tomorrow

Liana: i got them

XN: then we're on

I guess XN was right. Levels 4 and 5 were not that dangerous. At least I hoped they weren't.

Level 4

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Tuesday I didn't hear anything about my laptop, so I was stuck with the loaner for another day. There was some critical bug I had to look at, so I spent a few hours on a VNC to some customer site to figure out what was happening and fix it.

After I got back from lunch, there was a lot of email to get through. It was 3 PM by the time I remembered to check the closing DJA. It was 12501.11. The '1' was not one of XN's digits, so I won. My NB were safe at level 4! I sent and email to XN:

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Tue, Jan 15, 2008 at 3:22 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff DJA closed at 12501.11, which means I won this round!!!! My NBs are safe at level 4. You have got 6 more rounds to protect your NBs. I'm taking my usual 0, 5, 7, 8, 9 for tomorrow. Talk to you later. Liana

Later that night I got a reply from XN.

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Tue, Jan 15, 2008 at 8:13 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff I seem to be really good at losing. Hopefully we can quickly clear some more of these early rounds. I would like to get to the more intense game play. Hope you are well, take care and chat soon!

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Wednesday morning I finally got a call from the technician that my laptop was ready. The disk of course had been completely reformatted and my files restored. I had to spend most of the morning installing applications so I could work again.

When I got back from lunch, I checked the DJA. It was 12,466.16. The '1' was not one of my digits, so I had lost. XN had cleared level 4. That meant level 5 tomorrow. I had never intended to go this far, but XN had talked me into playing level 5. I hope he was right it was not too risky.

Later that night I got an email from XN:

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Wed, Jan 16, 2008 at 7:42 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Hello. I think I won today, you should check to be sure. If so, I am up for the next level. 3, 4, 5, 6, 7...sound like a plan? Hope to chat soon!

I sent off a reply.

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Tue, Jan 15, 2008 at 3:22 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff You definitely won today. Your NBs are safe at level 4. I'm up for level 5. I got my laptop back. Should get yahoo installed tomorrow. Talk to you later. Liana

I was nervous, but this was the last level I was playing. Six chances to save my clit. It should be fine. That's what I told myself.

Level 5

Thursday, January 17, 2008

I spend most of the morning answering email and looking at a few new bugs. There was a lunch group meeting that ran till 1:40 PM. It was after 2 PM before I remembered to check the closing average. It was 12,159.21. That '2' to the right of the decimal was not one of XM's digits, so I had won! My clit was safe at level 5.

I leaned back in my chair. The game was over for me. XM still had to clear level 5, but I was sure he would in the next few days.

I felt foolish and relieved. I had written fantasy stories about women betting their clits. Now I had been foolish enough to actually do it. Fortunately, my clit had survived my silly fantasies.

I send off an email to XM to give him the good news.

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Thr, Jan 17, 2008 at 2:32 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff DJA closed at 12,159.21, which means I won this round!! My NBs are safe at level 5. You have 5 more rounds to protect your NBs. I'm taking my usual 0, 5, 7, 8, 9 for tomorrow. Talk to you soon. Liana

I installed yahoo messenger on my new laptop and checked to see if XN was online, but he did not seem to be.

Friday, January 18, 2008

I spent Friday morning going through my email. When you work at a company with R&D people in Asia, you find a lot of email every morning with lots of new issues you need to investigate. There were a couple of problems I had to look at. I went to lunch with some friends.

After lunch I forgot to look at the stock market. Just after 4 PM I got and email from XM:

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Fri, Jan 18, 2008 at 4:09 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Hello. It looks like I won today, you should make sure. I am up for the next level, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7...are you up for it? Hope to chat soon!

I checked the closing average. It was 12,099.30. That '3' was not one of my numbers, so XN had indeed won. I told XN I was quitting after level 5. He was just hoping I had changed my mind.

I sent XN a reply.

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Fri, Jan 18, 2008 at 4:28 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff You did indeed win. Your NBs survived level 5. I told you I was quitting after level 5. It was a fun game, but it is getting too risky now. Talk to you soon. Liana

I took off from work to meet some friends for dinner and we stayed out late.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

It was after 10 AM before I got out of bed and made breakfast. While drinking a cup of coffee I logged on to yahoo. XN was there waiting for me.

XN: hey, you there?

Liana: i'm here

XN: So you really don't want to go another level or two?

Liana: i said i would only play through level 5

XN: level 6 isn't that much more dangerous

Liana: twice as dangerous

XN: Don't you think it would be exciting.

Liana: too exciting

XN: but ... this game brought so much light to my drab existence

XN: I was really looking forward to the next few levels

Liana: i'm not doing another level

XN: Would you continue if it was a play game?

Liana: you mean just pretend, nothing gets cut

XN: Yeah

Liana: sure, i'd play a pretend game, but where is the thrill in that?

XN: in your imagination

XN: We would find out who would have lost

Liana: i guess

XN: mmmm

XN: You don't sound enthusiastic

Liana: pretend is not the same as really having your nbs on the line

XN: I know....

XN: Maybe we could do something about that

Liana: what? make the game for real?

XN: make it sort of real

Liana: sort of real?

XN: add clemency

Liana: clemency?

XN: the winner can pardon the loser

Liana: but what if the winner doesn't pardon you

XN: then it is off with the nbs

Liana: so i would be betting you would pardon me?

XN: and i would be betting you would pardon me too

Liana: i don't think I could trust you, you want to take my clit

XN: If i promised to pardon you, you wouldn't trust me?

Liana: not sure i can trust your promise

XN: liana... you think i would force you ... against your will

Liana: you might

XN: I'm disappointed ... after all this time you don't trust me

Liana: you actually talked some other girl into doing it

XN: She wanted to do it... i didn't force her

Liana: you suggested it to her

XN: She liked the idea and wanted to do it

XN: I know you don't want to do it ... beside you would probably never speak to me again

Liana: that's for sure

XN: see ... i would never want that

XN: So would you play all the way with the pardon rule?

Liana: if the promise was binding sure, but it is just a play game then

XN: so not exciting enough with a promise

Liana: feels like play game

XN: You want it to both feel risky, but be safe ...

Liana: lol, yeah

XN: How about a pardon rule where promises of pardons are not binding

Liana: so that means you could change your mind and demand my bits

XN: Yes, but i wouldn't, would you?

Liana: no, of course not

XN: and either would I

XN: You would never talk to me again, and i can't have that

XN: besides, if i pardon you, we can play again :)

Liana: i don't know

XN: well ... how about I write up the changes rules and you can see what you think

Liana: I guess so

XN: I'll email it

Liana: ok

Sunday morning when I checked my email, there was one from XN.

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Sat, Jan 18, 2008 at 1:34 PM

Subject: clemency rules Here is an attempt at writing up the clemency rules. If one of the players loses at the end of any level, they must cutoff their NB. The winner of the game has the option to grant clemency. The winning player has 24 hours to decide the fate of the losers NB. While making this decision the winner should not taunt, threaten or tease the loser. The winner cannot request other considerations, including sexual favors, for granting clemency to the loser's NB. The winner should just consider the situation and inform the losers of the decision. If the winner fails to inform the loser of any decision in 24 hours, then clemency has not been granted and the loser must cutoff their NB. If a player is concerned about loss of communication, they may request a default grant of clemency. Important note: a player's pre-game promise to grant clemency to your NB should they win is NOT binding. They can change their mind and refuse the grant clemency after they win. Regardless of any pre-game agreements, your NB are always at risk in this game. Don't ever play this game unless you fully understand the risks and consequences of losing. Let me know what you think.

Could I really trust XN to pardon me if I lost. I wasn't sure I wanted to take that chance.

I logged into yahoo, but XN wasn't there. I got dressed and went to play tennis with my friend.

Sunday night XN caught me online.

XN: hey, how are you?

Liana: i'm good, how are you?

XN: great, did you get the email?

Liana: yeah

XN: what do you think?

Liana: I don't know...

XN: too risky? not risky enough?

Liana: too risky

XN: but you wanted the non-binding promises

Liana: i know

XN: You wanted the risk to seem real

Liana: i know

XN: You can't trust me?

Liana: i'm just not sure

XN: come on, you know you want to

XN: It'll be fun

Liana: cutting off my clit would not be fun

XN: what would you have done if you lost already?

Liana: what do you mean

XN: you could have lost at one of levels we played

Liana: only a small chance of that

XN: but it could have happened

XN: would you have payed up?

Liana: i was prepared to pay up.

Liana: wouldn't have been happy about it

XN: of course not

XN: from you sim 5.9% of games ended by level 5

Liana: yes

XN: You took a 3% chance with no clemency rule

Liana: i knew the risk

XN: with the clemency rule, you think it is way more risky?

Liana: there is a 50% chance of losing

XN: but i've promised I would grant clemency

Liana: but can i trust that promise

XN: you, this game, have brought so much excitement

XN: You think I would throw that all away?

XN: I want to play again

XN: Why would i throw that all away?

Liana: cause you want my clit

XN: I do, but not now

XN: Maybe, after we played 4 or 5 times

XN: I think you will find it irresistible

XN: You will want to play it all the way

XN: with no clemency

XN: Then you'll take my cock or i'll take your clit

XN: We will both freely have made the wager

XN: I want to win you clit, not trick you out of it

Liana: i see

Liana: i'm not promising i'll play again

XN: but you will play

Liana: i didn't say that

XN: You know you want to

Liana: maybe

XN: stock market is closed monday anyway

XN: so think about it

XN: It would really be safer than the 5 level we already played

Liana: i'll think about

XN: ok, you know you want to

XN: let me know

Liana: ok, i'll let you know

Liana: nite

XN: night

XN was right that I wanted to play. I just wasn't sure I could trust him, no matter what he said. I went to bed undecided whether I could trust XN.

Monday, January 21, 2008

Martin Luther King Day is a government and stock market holiday. I did not work for the government, so I did not get the day off. Just another boring day of looking at regression failures and bug reports.

When I got home, I checked my email and there was one from XN:

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Mon, Jan 21, 2008 at 4:43 PM

Subject: re: clemency rules What do you think?

I still didn't know what to think. I reheated some left overs for dinner.

After dinner I logged into yahoo to see if XN was there. He was waiting for me.

XN: hey, nice to see you?

Liana: hi

XN: you decided to play

Liana: i'm not sure

XN: If you lose and I turn out to be a lying scumbag, you could just close your accounts, open new ones and never talk to me again

Liana: yeah, i could

Liana: but that takes all the thrill out of it

XN: makes it just a play game?

Liana: yes

Liana: if i'm going to play, I have to be prepared to pay up

Liana: that's what makes it exciting

XN: you were prepared to pay up at the early levels?

Liana: yes, i was

XN: So finishing the game would be even less risky

XN: I don't want to trick you

XN: I'll bide my time and wait till you are ready

XN: Then we will both put our bits on the line with no clemency

Liana: if i turn out to be a scumbag, are you prepared to pay up?

XN: how much of my cock would you want?

Liana: all of it!

XN: just the head?

Liana: all of it

XN: all of it is a lot more risky, but i could cut the head off

XN: other guys have done that

Liana: so you are willing to pay off with the head?

XN: It is really pretty equivalent to the clit

Liana: i see

XN: so are you planning to demand my cock if you win

Liana: no, of course not

Liana: i just wanted to know if you were prepared to really pay off

XN: I am

XN: If we are both prepared to pay off, why don't we play tomorrow?

XN: I'll pick 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

. . .

XN: You still there?

Liana: i'm here, still thinking

XN: Come on, you want to do it

XN: It's safe

XN: just say yes

Liana: ok, yes

XN: Yippy

XN: Game on

XN: Are you excited?

Liana: yes and scared too

XN: Its the risk that makes it exciting

XN: We both share the fantasy of risking our nbs

XN: We are really doing it . . .in a safe way

Liana: i hope it is safe

XN: Its late here,

XN: I've picked my numbers

XN: Good luck, and sleep well

Liana: bye

I couldn't believe I had agreed to play. I wanted to play. My clit was tingling with anticipation, but this was a game that could cost me my clit!

I could not wait any longer. I unzipped my jeans and pushed them off. I pushed my panties aside and ran my fingers around my pussy. I was dripping wet already. I pulled off my tee shirt, unfastened my bra and dropped it on the coffee table. I pulled my panties off and tossed them away. I settled back down on the couch, slumped down and spread my legs wide. I slowly ran my fingers around my pussy to get them lubricated. Then I began to slowly rube my clit.

I imagined a room full of people staring at my clit locked in a powerful guillotine. In a moment they would push the button that might or might not release the razor sharp blade of the guillotine. Everyone was hoping to see my clit sliced off. I was praying to keep my clit, to experience the little death again and the post-orgasmic nirvana that comes after all the tensions have been drained away as only as orgasm can.

My fingers went faster and I spread my legs wider so everyone could see clearly. They wanted to see my clit sliced off. If the guillotine chose this moment to condemn me to eternal frustration, I didn't want to cheat any of those watching out of a full, clear view. If I was to get no more pleasure from my clit, they should get the full pleasure of watching it fly through the air and land on the floor.

The tension was getting almost irresistible. I thrust my pelvis up off the couch and my pussy exploded. The pleasurable contractions radiated out from my pussy across my stomach and down my thighs. Even my arms tinged with pleasure as the contraction began to weaken. I kept my fingers on my clit, but relaxed the pressure and slowed down. I pushed my finger firmly onto my clit gently rubbing it to force out those final little tiny contractions. Then I collapsed on the couch and drifted away.

I woke up and looked around. I wondered how long I had been asleep. I looked at my clothes scattered all over the living room. Then I remembered the game. How could I be so stupid as to trust my clit to XN's whim?

I could always quit after level 6 I decided as I pick up my clothes to take a shower and get ready for bed.

Level 6

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Tuesday was another boring day of answering emails, looking at bug reports and miscellaneous regression failures. After I got back from lunch, I checked the closing DJA. It was 11,971.19. That '1' after the decimal point was not one of XN's digits, so just like that I had cleared level 6. That was easy. I wrote a quick email to XN to taunt him.

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Tue, Jan 2, 2008 at 1:32 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff DJA closed at 11,971.19. That means my NBs are safe at level 6. You have 4 more rounds to protect your NBs. I'm taking my usual 0, 5, 7, 8, 9 for tomorrow. Good luck, but not too good. Liana

I got back to work.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

I had not heard from XN since Monday, so I mostly put the game out of my mind Wednesday morning. I know it is hard to believe you could forget something like wagering your clit, but I did.

After lunch I did not remember to check the closing average. When I finally remembered, I was disappointed to see it closed at 12,270.17. That '1' after the decimal point was not one of my digits. XN had cleared level 6 now too. I had hopped to make him sweat it out for at least a few days.

Should I quit here? The rules still said either player could quit at the end of any level. I had sort of agreed to play to the end, but I could change my mind. That's what girls did. The rational side of my mind said I should quit, but I knew XN would just talk me into to continuing. XN knew how to press my buttons, even if he was trying to steal my love button.

I decided not to email XN to tell him he had cleared level 6. Maybe he had forgotten about the game.

Unfortunately XN had not forgotten. About 4 PM I got an email form him.

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Wed, Jan 23, 2008 at 3:57 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Hello. It looks like I won today, you should make sure. I am up for level 7. Just 4 tries for both of us to save our nbs, right? I'm taking 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. Hope to chat soon!

Only 4 tries to save my clit. What had I got myself into? I sure hoped XN was telling the truth about not wanting to really take my clit.

Level 7

Thursday, January 24, 2008

In the morning at work there was a lot of email to wade through and try to answer. Then there was a two hour meeting from 11 AM to 1 PM. The meeting of course ran late, but as it was getting close to finishing I was able to check the DJA. It takes a while for the closing average to finally get posted on Yahoo. I didn't like what looked like the closing average. It was 12,378.61. That '6' was one of XN's numbers. As the meeting droned to it conclusion, I was rechecking the average hoping it had changed. It had not. I only had three more tries to save my clit at this level.

When I got back to the office I sent off an email to XN:

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Thr, Jan 24, 2008 at 1:46 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff DJA closed at 12,378.61. You got lucky. I'm taking my usual 0, 5, 7, 8, 9 for tomorrow. Liana

What had I go myself into?

Friday, January 25, 2008

I got to the office a little late Friday, but still before most people. There were lots of overnight emails and several new issues to be looked at. Then I remember the game. I checked the stock market, but of course that was meaningless. It only mattered what the closing average was. Even if I lost, I still had two more tries I told myself.

I went out for lunch with some friends at work and it was late by the time I got back. As soon as I got back in my office, I checked the closing average. It was 12,207.17. That '1' was not one of my numbers. I had lost again! Damn. Now I was going to be fretting about this all weekend.

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Fri, Jan 25, 2008 at 1:33 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff DJA closed at 12,207.17. That missed my numbers. You are getting lucky, but I have two more tries. I'm not worried. Let me know your picks for Monday. Liana

The "I'm not worried" part was not really true.

Sunday January 27, 2008

I mostly managed to forget about the game on Friday and Saturday and had a good time that included two little deaths on the talented tongues of good friends. I got up late Sunday morning and logged onto Yahoo as I ate breakfast. In a few minutes, XN messaged me.

XN: Hey, how are you?

Liana: hi, i'm good

XN: not worried

Liana: nope, i have two more chances

XN: by tuesday I could own your nbs

Liana: but you wont

XN: How can you be sure

Liana: you've just been lucky

Liana: your luck will run out

XN: Say i win your clit on tuesday

Liana: which you won't

XN: just say i do

XN: If i ask for your clit, would you give it to me?

Liana: would you give me your cock if i won?

XN: Yes, the cock head

Liana: and i would pay off too

Liana: we are playing for real, right?

XN: right

Liana: i wouldn't play for real if i wasn't willing to pay off

XN: exactly

Liana: i need to go meet some friends

XN: ok, i'm taking 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

Liana: ok, bye

XN: later

Was I really prepared to pay off? I sure hoped I didn't have to find out.

Monday January 28, 2008

Monday morning I had several long phone meeting that ran right through lunch. After the meeting I had to go out and get lunch. By the time I got back the market had been closed for a while. I checked the average. The closed was 12,383.89. That '8' was not one of XN's numbers, so I had won! I was now safe at level 7. I wrote XN a quick email.

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Mon, Jan 28, 2008 at 1:52 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff DJA closed at 12,383.89. That missed all your numbers, so my Nbs are safe at level 7. If you are up for level 8, I'm taking my usual numbers, 0, 5, 7, 8, 9. Liana

Level 8

Tuesday January 29, 2008

When I got to work I checked my email and found one from XN.

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Tue, Jan 29, 2008 at 1:12 AM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Of course I'm up for level 8. Hope to chat soon!

I knew he would be. I spent the rest of the morning fixing bugs. I only had three rounds to win, but I was not worried.

When I got back from lunch, I checked the closing average. The close was 12,480.30. That '3' was not one of my digits, so I had lost again! How come I always lost on the first day of each level? I had only 2 more chances to escape this level, but it didn't worry me.

Why wasn't I worried? Wasn't this just a play game? XN would pardon my clit if I lost, wouldn't he? So what was there to worry about?

Was I ready to trust XN? Something in the back of my mind told me I shouldn't, but at this point I just couldn't get worked up over it. I wrote XN email.

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Tue, Jan 29, 2008 at 2:12 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff DJA closed at 12,480.30. The '3' missed my numbers, so your Nbs are safe at level 8. I'm not worried. I have two more days to clear this level. Let me know your digits for tomorrow. Liana

A few hours later I got a reply.

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Wed, Jan 28, 2008 at 4:34 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Hello. I'm taking 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. Good luck tomorrow. Hope to chat soon!

Wednesday January 30, 2008

I had a 9 AM meeting, so I didn't even have time to read all my email before the meeting. After the meeting there was some critical customer bug I had to look at. I got lunch from a take out place and ate at my desk while I worked.

It was mid-afternoon before I remembered to check the stock market. The closing average was 12,442.83 and that '8' was not one of XN's digits. My NB's were now safe at level 8!

I wrote XN an email:

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Tue, Wed 30, 2008 at 3:26 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff DJA closed at 12,442.83. The '8' missed all your numbers, so my Nbs are safe at level 8. I'm up for level 9. I'm taking 0, 5, 7, 8, and 9 for tomorrow. Hope to hear from you soon. Liana

Was I really up for the next level? The sensible thing would be to quit now, but I was not being sensible.

Level 9

Thursday January 31, 2008

Thursday morning was the long group lunch meeting from 11 AM to 1 PM. The meeting actually ran until 1:30 PM. When I got back to my office, I checked the stock market. The closing DJIA average was 12,650.36. That '3' was not one of my digits. I had lost again on the first round! Now I had only one more day or the fate of my clit was in XN's hands. How could my luck keep being so bad.

I wasn't really worried, but I put off emailing XN. This was getting annoying, losing all the time.

A few hours later I got an email from him.

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Thu, Jan 31, 2008 at 4:34 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff It appears I won today. I think you only have one more day. I'm taking my usual number, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. Hope to chat soon!

I felt strange. My clit was on the line tomorrow. If one of XN's numbers hit, he could claim it as his prize. I should be panicked, but I was not. I did not really trust XN, but I thought this first game, he would not claim it, so we could play again. At least that is what I was hoping.

Friday February 1, 2008

Friday morning I woke up late, but refreshed from a sound sleep. When I got to work there were a lot of emails, and I did not even check the stock market. I went for a long lunch with some friends. When I got back to my office, the market had been closed for a long time. I check the closing DJIA. It was 12,743.19. The '1' to the right of the decimal point was not one of XN's digits, so I had won.

Winning was certainly better than losing, but that meant we were on to Level 10. Monday would decide the game. Either I would win an option to XN's cock or he would win the option to my clit. I had survived today. Now everything was on the line Monday.

I decided to write an email to XN, but before I could finish, his message window popped up.

XN: Hey, how are you doing?

Liana: great, looks like i won today

XN: indeed

XN: so are you up for level 10

Liana: i should really quit

XN: what!??

Liana: just kidding

Liana: i know you won't let me quit

XN: I didn't think you wanted to quit

Liana: my brain tells me i should

XN: but your too horny to quit

Liana: i just know if i quit, you will talk me into it

Liana: why bother

XN: ok

XN: Have any big plans for the weekend?

Liana: seeing some friends

XN: If there were no pardons in the game, this would be the last weekend for one of us

Liana: that's true

XN: Say there were a 50/50 chance of losing it monday

XN: What would you do this weekend?

Liana: cum as many times as I could!

XN: with partners or alone

Liana: both

XN: an orgy perhaps

Liana: not an orgy

XN: but you would f..k some guys

Liana: yeah, probably

XN: how many?

Liana: one or two

XN: nice, lucky guys

Liana: what about you?

XN: i would be trying to get lucky

Liana: bars and clubs?

XN: yeah and there is a girl I might hook up with again

Liana: old gf?

XN: no, not really

XN: don't actually remember much, i was too drunk

XN: but she said i rocked her world

XN: she was after me for weeks

Liana: and you never hooked up again?

XN: no

Liana: was she ugly or something?

XN: no, she's ok

XN: just clingy and talks too much

Liana: lol

Liana: she might be a sex goddess

Liana: you wouldn't even hook up with her when you were sober enough to remember it

XN: probably was too vanilla

XN: but a backup plan

Liana: lol, the way guys think

Liana: it's so sexy to be a backup plan, lol

XN: you don't have backup plans?

Liana: no

XN: but you do see more than one guy

Liana: i have good friends i like to go out with

XN: and if one is not available, then you see another

Liana: if he wants, yeah

XN: so he is your backup plan

Liana: no, i like being with all of them

Liana: you make it sound like you don't really want to be around this girl

XN: true, she is annoying

Liana: wouldn't matter if I was losing my clit for sure monday

Liana: my fingers are better than an annoying guy

XN: well, I got get go

XN: have fun this weekend

Liana: you too

Liana: bye

XN had a point. It would be fun to do something special this weekend, with the fantasy I might lose my clit Monday. I had to meet some friends for dinner after work, so I didn't have time to think about it.

When I got home I took a shower and got ready for bed. I got my laptop to check email. There was no interesting email, so I surfed around for something stimulating. I remembered that our game would end on Monday. It was a 50/50 chance. Either XN would win the right to take my clit or I would win the right to take his cock. Neither of us were going to really do it, but still it was hot. I could feel myself getting wet just thinking about it. Time to get the panties off.

Then another idea occurred to me. I was going to see Nate Saturday. I should try to make that special. Make it a night Nate and I would not soon forget. It had been ages since I fucked a guys brains out. I should be as horny as possible. I could skip it tonight. It took a little while to fall asleep with all the thoughts swirling in my mind, but I could sleep in Saturday morning.

Saturday February 2, 2008

Saturday I had shopping and laundry to do. Since I got up so late, that took most of the day. I had to hurry and take a quick shower before meeting Nate. I picked out a red dress with a stretch top that showed off my modest breasts, a high waist line and a pleated skirt that came just above the knee. It was the kind of dress I thought Nate would like. Looking in the mirror I felt sexy but not slutty.

Nate picked me up and we went to dinner at Pedro's, a big Mexican restaurant.

"Want to go dancing," Nate asked as he paid the bill.

"How about we go to my place," I smiled. "For some private dancing."

As soon as the door was closed, I was undoing Nate's belt and unzipping his pants. Nate unzipped my dress. In a minute all our clothes were on the floor.

Nate was tall and thin with a long thin cock. I lead Nate to the couch and sat him down. I knelt between his legs and ran my tongue up his hard cock from the base to the tip. I smiled up at Nate, and slide his cock into my mouth. I ran my tongue around the head of his cock. I could already taste his precum. I sensed this would not take long and got to work. Sliding his cock along my tongue as I gripped the shaft with my lips. I could feel Nate's cock getting bigger in my mouth.

It only took a minute or two before I felt Nate's cock begin to pulse. The first spurt hit the back of my throat, but I tasted cum on my tongue as well.

I swallowed all his cum and smiled up at Nate. He was slumped on the couch, in post orgasmic bliss. I climbed up on the couch and snuggled up next to him. In a couple of minutes he had recovered.

"You are the best, Liana," Nate said. "Your turn."

Nate spread my legs and knelt between them. He went to work with his tongue. He started slowly and gently on my clit. I squeezed my nipples as Nate's tongue licked my clit faster. I held Nate's head in my hands to show him I wanted him to keep doing exactly what he was doing. I could feel the tension building between my legs, but I tried to hold it back as long as I could. The tingle spread to my legs and toes. I knew I couldn't hold back anymore. I thrust my hips into Nate's face as the pleasurable spasms rolled through my pussy, across my stomach and down my legs. I moaned and tensed my leg muscles. The contractions were weakening, but I was determined to squeeze all the pleasure from this orgasm like it was my last.

My clit became very sensitive as the contractions shrank. I lifted Nate's head up and gently pressed my clit with my fingers. I was able to extract a few more tiny contractions, then I collapsed back on the couch. Nate cuddled up next to me.

After a few moments of drifting in post orgasmic nirvana, I looked down at Nate's cock. It was semi hard. I tried to imagine what it would look like in a bottle. Nate was such a nice guy, I would never want to take his, but I couldn't help but imagine what it would look like.

I reached down and ran my hand along the shaft. The cock sprang to life and started to stand up.

"Wanna fuck?" I asked.

Nate looked surprised and his cock got rock hard.

"I'll take that as a yes," I said.

"Fuck yeah," Nate said.

I stood up and lead Nate to the bed room. I pulled Nate against me, standing on my tip toes to kiss him. Nate's hard cock pushed against my stomach as our tongues mingled.

I pushed Nate towards the bed and grabbed a condom from the night stand. I shoved him down on the bed and climbed on top.

"I want that cock in me," I said.

I unrolled the condom down Nate's long cock. I ran my fingers around my pussy. I was soaking wet. I spread my lips and slipped the head of Nate's inside. I slowly eased my hips down onto Nate, letting his cock slide deep inside. It felt good to have a cock inside.

I smiled down at Nate and began to push my hips up and down.

"I'm gonna give your cock a real ride," I said.

I squeezed my breasts as I slowly rode up and down Nate's hard shaft. I leaned forward and thrust my hips a little more quickly. Nate was staring up at my breasts bouncing with every stroke. Nate started to thrust his hips up into my down strokes. I wanted to make it last, so I kept my strokes smooth and even. I started rubbing my clit with my fingers. As my clit began to tingle, I thrust my hips faster. Nate was driving his cock up into me.

As my clit began to tingle, I rubbed faster with my fingers. My pussy exploded with orgasmic spasms. I felt the spasms grip Nate's cock and his cock exploded in response.

I collapsed on top of Nate and then rolled off. Nate pulled his cock out and removed the condom. Then he snuggle with me.

"You are hot tonight," Nate said. "What's up today?"

I smiled and laughed.

"I just really love that big cock of yours," I said.

I didn't say anything about how good it would look in a bottle. Nate's cock was so much more fun attached to Nate.

After saying goodnight to Nate, I took a shower and slept like a baby.

Sunday February 3, 2008

I slept in late Sunday morning. When I finally got up I made coffee and some cereal. I was drinking my second cup of coffee, trying to decide what I should do. I knew I wanted to get off. I was trying to think of how to make it incredible, an experience of a lifetime. It could be my last orgasm! Not really, but I liked that fantasy. XN could win the right to demand my clit on Monday. What a concept! I needed something with an element of risk.

Pain and pleasure dice popped into my head. It was a simple self-torture and masturbation dice game I made up. Rules were flexible and could be elaborate, depending on my mood, but the idea was straight forward. I had to roll a 7 to get to heaven. Rolling anything else meant a punishment before I could roll again. Punishments depended on my mood. Self-spankings, whipping, nipple clamps were all possible, but today was different. There was only one punishment for today, a wooden clothespin on my clit. After all, if I lost my clit on Monday, I would never be able to torture it again either!

I liked the idea. But how should the punishments work? I decided to keep it simple. I would start out with clothespin for 5 minutes. Each time I failed to roll a seven, I would add 5 minutes. Of course, it could take many rolls before I got lucky. At some point I might have to give up with a very sore clit and go to bed frustrated. I wondered how much my clit could take. I knew that 20 minutes was about the longest "safe" time, but pushing it a little longer wouldn't do any real harm I figured. After all, I was betting my clit tomorrow, so 30 minutes should not cause any real damage. I had a good chance of rolling a seven in the first six or seven rolls. The more I thought about it, the more I loved it. I was getting excited already.

Now, in case you don't know, a clothespin on the clit hurts like hell. It is very intense and it not anything your vanilla girl next door type would appreciate. You need a deep understanding of the relation between pain and pleasure to appreciate it. So why would I do that to myself? Good question. I wonder that myself. I am actually squeamish when it comes to pain. I don't like it. Nipple clamps are painful, but they always get me wet. They are like an addictive drug. The more you use them, the tougher your nipples get. You need more and more intense nipple clamps to get the same excitement. Clothespin on the clit though is different. That pain does not get me excited. It just fucking hurts, but there is something about doing it that is exciting.

The risk clearly turns me on. When I roll that dice, my clit is on the line. Either it is going to feel that intense pleasure of orgasmic release or it is going to feel intense pain, hurting like you cannot believe. Heaven or hell decided by two dice. I have no control. My clit is in the hands of fate.

After I finished my coffee I went about getting ready. I got my clothespins, dice and kitchen timer. I closed the curtains just to be sure, even though I had a second floor apartment. Then I looked around. I was all set, but I wanted to feel sexy. My hair was a mess.

In the bathroom as I combed my hair I began to imagine people watching me risk my clit today. My living room full of couples staring at me naked on the couch, rolling the dice. They would be hoping for clit torture while I would be hoping for orgasmic relief.

Then I realized, I needed to shave! I had to be totally bare. The audience would demand it. I was already pretty much bare. I shaved between my legs and was neatly trimmed above, but it all had to go for this event. I climbed in the tube and went about about carefully shaving around my delicate bits. When I was done, I dried off with a towel. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and stared at my naked body. I look pretty hot for a thirty-four year old, even if I say so myself. My breasts were perkier when I as a skinny teenager, but I still had a flat stomach and my breasts only sagged a little. I felt sexy. I was ready to put my clit on the line!

Back in the living room I sat down on the couch and spread my legs, then spread my lips a little. I leaned back on the couch and spread my legs as far as I could. I wanted to make sure the room full of people I imagined staring at my pussy had a good view. I gently spread the labia lips. I was already very wet from all the fantasies. I ran my finger through the juices and began to slowly massage my clit hood. My clit was tingling. Needed to take this slow. I was in no hurry.

I closed my eyes and imagined all the people watching me gently rub my clit. Talking it slow was not helping. The tingling was spreading. I could feel the tension building. I was getting close. Time for the clothespin.

I set the kitchen timer for 5 minutes. I picked up the wooden clothespin. I pulled the hood back with one hand to expose my clit and clamped the clothespin right on my swollen clit. The pain is so intense it takes all my will not to immediately remove the clamp. I squirmed and moaned as the pain grew a little duller. This is what my imaginary audience wants to see. My clit, so close to intense pleasure, cruelly punished with searing pain. I grimaced and suffered my punishment in silence.

After what seemed like an eternity, the timer went off. I gently removed the clothespin. This brought some relief, but also a new sharp stab of pain. I leaned back on the couch and let the pain fade a bit.

After a few minutes rest, I started to very gently run my fingers over my hood. My clit was sore, but I continued to gently rub anyway. The tingle slowly returned as the soreness faded. I ran my fingers around my pussy for lubrication and began to rub more deliberately. In my agitated state it didn't take long for me to reach that plateau from which a little intense rubbing would push me over the edge, but the dice would decide if I could do that.

I sat up and rolled the dice. I watch the dice tumble and come to rest on the coffee table. A three and a two stared up at me. That did not add to the magic seven. The imaginary audience would cheer this roll. They wanted to see my clit suffer more.

I set the timer for ten minutes. I leaned back on the couch, spread my legs wide. I pulled the hood back, positioned the clothespin on my clit and slowly released it. My clit was still sore from the previous abuse and swollen with excitement. The sharp pain instantly shot from my clit to my brain. I cried out in agony. I so wanted to remove that clamp, but I resisted. After a few seconds which seemed way longer, the pain lost its sharp edge and was a little more bearable. I just closed my eyes and suffered silently. The people I imagined watching would know the longer I left the clothespin on my clit, the sharper the pain would be when I took it off.

After what seemed like forever the timer went off. I slowly released the clothespin. I cried out as my clit exploded in pain. Thankfully this suffering begins to fade after a few seconds.

I took a deep breath and composed myself. I could quit now and go to bed horny tonight, but I wasn't going to do that. My clit was really sore now, but I really wanted to cum. I was going to roll again. That is what my phantom audience would demanded. They wanted to see me suffer more.

I waited about 5 minutes to let my clit recover from the abuse. Then I spread my legs, ran my finger around my pussy to get it lubricated, and started to gently massage my hood. My clit was sore now, but I was horny. I knew from past experience the pain would fade away as I got more excited. I just needed to be gentle with my finger.

My fingers quickly worked their magic. My pussy was tingling in anticipation. The audience would be hoping for another punishment. I was hoping for a heavenly seven. I sat up and rolled the dice again. A five and a three. Why couldn't that three have been a two?

I set the timer for 15 minutes. My clit was already really sore, and it was going to get sorer now. I pulled the hood back and slowly released the clothespin. The pain was sharper and more intense. I squeezed my hands into fists as I cried out. By sheer force of will I made it through the first painful minute. The pain dulled to the point I could bear it. I relaxed and closed my eyes to do my time.

I tried to imagine what the audience might be doing. Placing bets on how many more punishments I would have to endure? Betting if I would be forced to give up without getting to heaven? I wonder what odds people would give for that? Did they realize how desperate I was?

After what seemed like an hour, the timer went off. I knew what was coming. As gently as possible I removed the clothespin, but it didn't help. My clit exploded in pain. The cumulative effect of all that clamped time was getting to me. My clit was really sore now.

I got up and walked around a little to relax. I was horny as hell. I wanted to cum. I had to roll those dice again and I needed to get lucky this time.

I sat back down on the couch again and spread my legs wide. I knew the spectators would be cheering. They wanted to see my clit punished even more. I spread my labia, got my fingers lubricated from my juices and started to gently rub around my hood. My clit was sore, so I had to go slow and gentle. In my excited state, slow and gentle was all I needed. In five minutes my pussy was tingling and clit did not seem sore anymore.

I sat up and rolled the dice. They tumbled and stopped. A four and a five was showing. God, I had to do twenty minutes now! I set the timer, leaned back and spread my legs. My imaginary audience would be cheering. I pulled my hood back and very slowly released the clothespin clamp on my clit. A lighting bolt shot through my clit. I grimaced and clenched my teeth. I knew this intense pain would only last for a few seconds. Those seconds seemed to be minutes, but the pain did begin to fade enough that I could relax and suffer my punishment quietly.

The audience would be debating if I would dare roll again. Placing their bets. How much would they wager on me giving up? My clit was going to be really sore when this was over, but I was determined to roll again. I had to roll again. Would the phantom spectators see that in my eyes? Would they realize how badly I needed it. If they did not, they were going to lose a lot of money betting I would quit.

After what seemed like hours the timer went off. I slowly removed the clothespin. My clit exploded. At least it felt like it had. The intense pain was a jolt. There was nothing I could do but grimace and bear it. The pain slowly faded and I was able to breath again.

I got up and walked around to try to relax. Twenty minutes was the longest I had ever done before, and that was not after torturing it over and over like today. My clit was really sore. I needed a seven this time.

It took longer to recover enough to start playing again. After relaxing for fifteen minutes, I could not wait any more. I spread my legs, lubricated my finger and started to massage my clit. I just rubbed the hood at first, since my clit was still sensitive. I was in such an agitated state, it only took a few minutes to get my pussy tingling. The soreness and irritation seemed to fade away as I got more excited. I started stimulating my clit more directly.

I imagined my audience would be all excited about this roll. They might think this would be my last roll. They wanted me to give up in frustration. I sat up and rolled the dice. They tumbled on the table and came to rest. A one and three were showing.

"Fuck," I said out loud.

I had to do twenty-five minutes now!

I could roll again. This was just a game for fun. No one would know. Well, I would know. I chose to play this game. My clit would have to pay the price.

I set the timer for twenty-five minutes. I leaned back and spread my legs wide. I took a deep breath and pulled back my hood. The clamp bit into my clit like it had little teeth on it. I held my hands above my head to resist removing the clothespin. I kept waiting and waiting for the pain to fade. Finally it started to fade a little and I relaxed some. It was still a sharp pain, but one I could deal with.

The phantom crowd would be enjoying my suffering. Would they think I would chance a another punishment? How much more would they think my little clit could take? Would they realize I had to roll again? It did not matter how sore my clit became. It did not matter if my clit was a bloody mess. I had to cum.

I wondered how much damage this was doing to my clit. I had used nipple clamps a lot. My nipples could now stand very harsh nipple clamps. I'm sure my nipples had lost some sensitivity. Could this cause my clit to lose sensitivity? Could it be killing nerves right now? That was a scary thought. Was I slowly killing my clit? Well, it was too late to worry about that now. I had to cum, no matter how much damage it did to my clit. I was rolling again. I just really hoped to get to heaven this time.

When the timer finally went off, my clit was just a dull ache. I slowly and gingerly opened the clamp. My clit exploded. A lightening bolt of pain shot through my clit. I moaned. There was nothing I could do but clench my teeth till the pain faded.

When the edge had come off the pain, I relaxed and stood up. It was going to be a while before my pussy recovered enough to play again. My throat felt dry, so I went and got a glass of water.

I ran my fingers lightly over my pussy. My clit was irritated and sensitive, but I couldn't wait any longer. I spread my legs. I ran my fingers around my pussy to get them lubricated. I gently put one finger on top of the hood. I began massaging the hood with very small motions. Even small motions irritated my poor clit. Could my clit really stand another penalty? It would have to. I just had to cum.

After ten minutes or more of gentle massage, I was beginning to feel that tingle again. I started to rub a little harder. My clit didn't seem so sore anymore. I was still careful, but I could feel the excitement starting to build. I was getting there again. The phantom crowd would be excited. Enjoying the show I was putting on and waiting from me to roll again.

I could feel the urge. I lubricated my fingers and applied some gentle pressure more directly on my clit. I was ready. I sat up, grabbed the dice and threw them on the coffee table. I was almost afraid to look. The dice had come to rest with a two and five. I could get to heaven!

I did not want to celebrate. I wanted to get down to business. I leaned back on the couch, spread my legs. My fans would be disappointed. They wanted to see me suffer again, but they would still want a good view of the show.

I got my fingers all lubricated and went to work. I got the index finger right on the front of the hood and started rubbing firmly. The tingling began in a few seconds. I slowed down, because I didn't want to cum too quickly. I brought myself close to the edge, then I would stop for a few seconds. After a couple trips to the edge, I started rubbing slowly and steadily. I just let the tension build and build. When I knew there was no way to hold it back anymore, I thrust my hips upward and tensed my legs, as my pussy exploded. Pleasurable spasms radiated out from my clit, down my legs and across my stomach. I moaned and collapsed down on the couch. I kept my finger firmly on my clit as the spasms grew smaller and smaller. After the last tiny contraction, I leaned back and drifted in semi-conciousness. The explosion in my pussy had washed away all desire and left me at peace.

When I gain consciousness again, I realized my clit was extremely sore. I had really abused it this time. It was going to be a few days before it recovered, but I felt great. I went to take a shower and get cleaned up.

There was some football game late this afternoon and I had been invited to a fiends party. I did not care about any of the teams, but my friend would be disappointed if I did not show up.

Level 10

Monday February 4, 2008

Monday morning I had phone meetings all morning. The meetings ran past noon. I had to get lunch when the last meeting finally ended. When I got back I checked my email. There was one from XN:

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Mon, Feb 4, 2008 at 1:28 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Have you checked the DJIA? It appears to me I own you naughty bits now! You can check, but I think you will find it is true. I'll let you know what I decide tomorrow, but remember no playing till I decide whether to grant clemency.

I went to my stock page to check the closing average. It was 12,635.16. That '1' was not one of my digits, so I really had lost. XN was going to drag it out as long as he could. I could not blame him. I was not going to give him more chances to tease me, so I decided to stay off yahoo chat.

Tuesday February 5, 2008

I was busy working on bugs most of the morning. I stayed off of yahoo, because I knew XN would be waiting to tease me there.

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Tue, Feb 5, 2008 at 11:57 AM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Haven't seen you online. I wanted to explain. This game is such a rush, I know I'm addicted. I was going to just grant clemency so we could play again, but then I realized you had wanted the rules to say promises of clemency were not binding. Someday you were going to take my cock. Maybe not the first time you won, but you would do it. You know I couldn't stop playing. When you are bored with the game, you'd take my cock. I know I promised clemency, but I just realized the only way I can end this game with my NB still attached is to take your NB. So no clemency. I want to see if you are going to pay up. I'm looking forward to your NB in the mail.

XN had to be joking. I logged on yahoo. He was there.

Liana: your joking, right?

XN: you got my email?

Liana: yeah

XN: no joke

Liana: what!

XN: I thought about it

XN: realized what would happen

Liana: you can't be serious

XN: Are you going to pay up?

Liana: you expect me to after you lied

XN: Rules say i can change my mind

XN: You wanted that rule, remember?

Liana: you lied

XN: Go read the rules again

XN: You wrote most of them

Liana: you still lied to me

XN: The rules say i can lie

XN: or change my mind

XN: I didn't really lie

XN: I changed my mind after thinking about it

Liana: same thing

XN: I followed all the rules

XN: Are you going to?

Liana: what?

XN: Are you going to pay up?

Liana: you must be stupid

Liana: no way

Liana: not after you lied to me

XN: I thought so

XN: You're just all fantasy

XN: going to change your yahoo nick

XN: keep writing fantasy stories

XN: chatting with guys about betting their cock

XN: but you don't have what it takes

XN: just a tease

Liana: not a tease

XN: sure you are

Liana: i'd pay up, if it was a real game

XN: It was a real game

XN: Go read the rules

Liana: but you lied

XN: It was your idea to allow that

XN: You were going to take my cock if you won

Liana: i wouldn't

XN: maybe not this time, but you would

Liana: no

XN: Doesn't matter

XN: You lost

XN: Do you have what it takes to pay up?

I was mad. This was insane.

XN: Do you?

I shut my computer down, told some people I didn't feel well, and went home.

On the drive home I thought it over. XN was right about the rules. I was the one that wanted the rules like that. Still, XN lied to me. He could not expect me to really cut off my clit. That was insane.

When I got home, I connected to work and tried to do some work. I could not concentrate. I was too upset and distracted.

I looked for something to do. I started straightening up things in the kitchen and living room. This was crazy. I checked my email. There was nothing from XN. I looked on yahoo. XN was still there. Did I want to talk to him again? I wasn't sure, but he noticed me.

XN: Where did you go?

I hesitated.

Liana: i went home

XN: So you can pay up?

Liana: you are crazy

XN: So your going to welch on the bet

Liana: no

XN: Then you are paying up?

Liana: i didn't think it was real bet

XN: How can you say that

XN: You are the one that wanted it to be real

XN: Wasn't exciting enough for you

XN: had to be real

How could I have been so stupid? It would be insane to do it, to pay up.

XN: Liana, you there?

Liana: no

XN: what?

Liana: stupid question

XN: you seem upset

Liana: duh

Liana: what'd expect

XN: I understand, but it was a real bet

XN: I won

XN: You lost

XN: I'm just trying to collect

Liana: you think i'm sending you my clit?

XN: that was the bet

Liana: that's insane

XN: It was an insane bet

XN: but you and i both made it

XN: are you going to pay off,

XN: or welch on the bet

. . .

XN: It seems like you're wimping out

Liana: i wasn't prepared for this

XN: I understand

XN: It is a shock

XN: If you want, I know some clitless women you could chat with

Liana: did you win their clits too

XN: no

Liana: they wanted it off

XN: yes

Liana: i don't

XN: I know

XN: but they can tell you how they deal with it

. . .

XN: so, you going to honor the bet?

XN: or welch

Liana: i don't know

XN: I could fly out there and help

Liana: no way

XN: So you are going to do it yourself?

Liana: i don't know

XN: Can you do it yourself?

Liana: i could if it was a real game

XN: Liana, it was a real game

XN: go read the rules you wrote

. . .

XN: You reading the rules

Liana: no

XN: You know i'm right about them

. . .

XN: well?

Liana: yeah

XN: When will you will honor the bet?

Liana: i don't know

XN: Well, to pay up, you really should split your hood

XN: Gives you better access

XN: Let's you see what you are cutting clearly

XN: Can you split you hood tonight?

Liana: how?

XN: It's easy and not very painful

XN: Clamp the hood length wise with hemostat

XN: for 15 or 20 minutes

XN: Then just cut along the line with scissors

XN: Should not be much bleeding if you clamp it

XN: Put gauze between halves

XN: otherwise they can heal back together

. . .

XN: Can you do that tonight?

. . .

Liana: maybe

XN: It doesn't commit you to do more

Liana: i know

XN: So will you split the hood tonight?

. . .

Liana: i guess

XN: outstanding

XN: Let me know when you've done it

Liana: whatever

I logged off Yahoo. I just sat there on the couch. Was I really going to cut my clit off because of silly bet with some guy online I had never met?

I knew XN was right about the rules. It was a real bet, at least technically. I was the one that insisted on those rules. How could I have been so stupid?

Was I really going to split my hood? I had agreed to do it. I suppose I could do it. I could decide later if I was really going to honor the bet. I went and got the hemostat, scissors, gauze, antiseptic, and some alcohol.

I decided to take a shower first. I got undressed and took a nice long shower. My clit was still a little sore from yesterday. My head was spinning. Was I going to do this?

After my shower I dried off, I brushed my hair, and put on a robe. I went to the living room and stared at the scissors on the coffee table. I sat down and studied the implements on the coffee tables. Could I really do it? Splitting the hood was no big deal. I could do this, but was I going to?

I opened my robe and spread my legs. I looked at my pussy. I was shaved completely bare. I spread my labia and pulled up my hood. I put some alcohol on a piece of gauze and and cleaned my hood and the area around. The alcohol felt cold. I pulled back the hood and cleaned my clit. My clit was still sore and sensitive. Now it was cold too. I took the hemostat and cleaned it with the alcohol.

I pulled up my hood and spread the opening. I picked up the hemostat and slide one blade under the hood. I pushed it as far up as I could. I got it positioned in the middle and pushed it shut. There was some pain, but this was nothing compared to what the clothespin had done. I locked the hemostat closed. I could handle this. I was not sure about the actual cut of the hood.

I leaned back and tried to relax. The pain had quickly faded so it did not bother me much. The hemostat felt cold. Was I really going to cut my clit off in a few days? That was a chilling thought. I would never cum again? Sunday was really the last time? No, I remembered the rules said I could cum one last time. One last time and that was it? That was a chilling image. Cumming for the last time. Some women seemed to be able to cum without a clit. Some could not. My orgasms were so clit centric. It was the clit that always pushed me over the edge. I suppose there was always hope, but I was not optimistic.

I was not using the kitchen timer, so I lost track of how long I had been been clamped. I decided it was time to cut the hood. I released the clamp. I cleaned the scissors with alcohol. I slide one blade under my hood a little ways and lined it up with the line left by the hemostat. The position was a little awkward. I took a deep breath and made a cut. It hurt a little, but was not as bad as I expected. There was not much blood either. I pushed the scissors up the hood more and cut again. I worked it all the way up in and made a final cut to the top. There was only a little bit of bleeding. I got the anapestic out and spread it along the new sides of my split hood. I took small pieces of gauze and worked them between the edges. I got a maxi-pad and fitted it into an old pair of panties. I slipped the panties on to hold the gauze in place.

I had split my hood. I typed a quick email to XN:

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Tue, Feb 5, 2008 at 9:14 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff I did it. Liana

It was early to go to bed, but I didn't want to think any more. I found some sleeping pills and took three of them and went to bed.

Wednesday February 6, 2008

I woke up early Wednesday morning. I could not feel any pain. I went into the bathroom to check. There was only a small amount of blood on the gauze. I guess the clamping really did reduce the bleeding. The hood was still sensitive. I put some clean gauze between the two flaps of my hood, and changed the maxi-pad in my panties.

I thought about taking another day off from work, but I decided I needed something to keep my mind occupied. I got dressed and went to work.

I tried to keep my mind off what had happened, but I could not help thinking about it. Was I really going to cut my clit off because of the game? That seemed crazy.

Finally, after lunch I decided to check my email.

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Tue, Feb 5, 2008 at 10:37 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Outstanding! Should only take a few days to heal. The rules say it is up to you when the clit comes off, but you can't cum until right before you do the deed. Weekend would be a good time for your final orgasm. Hope to chat soon.

My final orgasm! God, how had I gotten into this? I didn't want to chat with XN right now. I tried to concentrate on my work, but it was difficult.

After work, I reheated some leftovers. I was nervous and upset. What I really needed to do to relax was jill off. I had not cum since Sunday. A good orgasm would clear my mind and help me relax. But that was the one thing I was not suppose to do.

I tried to watch TV, but there was nothing interesting. Was I really going to cut my clit off? I did not want to think about it. I took a shower and got ready for bed. I tossed and turned in bed for a long time before finally falling asleep.

Thursday February 7, 2008

When I woke up, I checked my hood. It seemed to be healing. There was no sign of blood. I still put some gauze been the flaps, but I did not bother with any pads.

At work I avoided checking my private email. I tried to just forget everything, but I could not put it out of my mind.

When I got home I checked my email. There were three emails from XN.

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Wed, Feb 6, 2008 at 7:18 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff How are you doing? Is everything ok?

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Thu, Feb 7, 2008 at 11:34 AM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff I hope you are doing ok. I know you are upset, but it was a fair wager. I'm just asking you to honor it. You will be fine. Let me know how you are doing. Chat soon.

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Thu, Feb 7, 2008 at 6:12 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Let me know how you're doing. I'll be on tonight if you want to chat.

I did not want to chat. I wanted to jill off, but I could not do that. My hood was probably recovered enough I could try, but I was only allowed one more orgasm. I wanted to wait till I could have a good one.

I wrote a quick reply to XN:

From: Liana

To: XN

Date: Thu, Feb 7, 2008 at 7:46 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff I'm fine. Recovering from hood split. Don't know when I'll do it. Depends on how I feel. Liana

I did not really know if I was going to do it. I tried to watch TV and surf the web on my labtop, but there was nothing interesting. I finally took a shower and tried to sleep.

Friday February 8, 2008

My hood was pretty well healed, but I still put some gauze in between the flaps just to make sure.

At work Friday I procrastinated on checking my personal email. Finally, just before lunch I checked. There was a reply from XN of course.

From: XN

To: Liana

Date: Thu, Feb 7, 2008 at 9:24 PM

Subject: Re: My number for the dow jones nb playoff Glad to hear you are doing well. Your hood should be all healed by this weekend. Good time to do it. I bet your getting horny.

I was horny. XN had that right. Not doing it for five days did that. I had to think of something to keep my mind off things tonight. I was thinking of calling some friends, but decided I did not want to talk with anyone right now. I was just too nervous and upset. I could never talk about this with my friends.

After dinner I tried to watch TV, but I could not concentrate. I got my laptop and started to surf the web. I visited orgasmdenial.com. I was a member, but things seemed dead. There were only a few members in the chat room and not much seemed to be happening. I left after a few minutes.

I was facing lifetime orgasm denial. I had to get use to it. I found a description of not just going without cumming, but teasing yourself close to orgasm without cumming. Wow! I had teased myself for an hour or more. That made for great orgasms. Teasing without cumming would be very frustrating.

What would sex be like without my clitoris? I loved oral sex, but there would not be much point in that anymore. I could still fuck guys, but I never came that way unless I rubbed my clit. It did feel good, even when I did not cum. I guess that was all I would have left.

Would teasing without cumming be like fucking a guy without cumming? It seemed to me that it would be similar. A thought occurred to me. I could tea