Victoria realised she wasn’t the only one he was fucking. But it was a relief that when the managing director had a heart attack mid-fuck and died, he wasn’t in bed with her. She was very upset though, as she had become slightly addicted to their sessions, which by this point had been going on for nearly a year and a half.
As far as the original goal was concerned, it was a success. Fucking him had not given her promotions, but it had contributed to her having more opportunities to prove herself and probably to her pay rises.
Ever since her first introduction to the chopsticks clamps, whenever they got together, he had asked her to wear chopsticks in her hair (crossed and poked through buns to pin her hair up) as a sign of her happiness to have the clamps used on her. She did this willingly, especially as the chopsticks he bought her were customised for her and very expensive. (He also didn’t actually use them or torment her nipples or tongues – he always used cheap ones for that, as they bend better and applied the pressure better.)
She decided to wear the chopsticks to his funeral, as it was the last time they’d be together, and it was the end of a particularly important chapter. Seems like she wasn’t the only one who had that idea.
When she got to the funeral, the first thing she noticed was Sabina was wearing chopsticks, virtually identical apart from the customisation. Sabina was who he was fucking when he died. That must have been awful. Sabina was at a different office, so Vicki’s guess of him having a woman in every port was probably spot on. A further three people arrived with chopsticks, each from different offices.
After the funeral, all the chopsticks wearers all seemed to congregate together, and after a suitable period, they decided to slip away to Sabina’s home, which was near to the cemetery, so they could discuss him and their experiences.
It seems like Vicki’s sessions were replicated for all four of the others. Sabina made a point of failing the test each and every time, as she craved the chopsticks sessions. The others tried their best to succeed in each clit test. Vicki was more in line with Sabina, not really trying too hard to beat her previous clit test.
In some ways, it felt like the other three didn’t really enjoy the sessions, whereas Sabina, like Vicki, actually really wanted them. Sabina was much more in tune with Vicki than the others, and the others soon left, at least one of them seemingly embarrassed to have been in that club.
With the others now gone, Sabina and Vicki both relaxed in each other’s company, and really got into talking about the full filth of their separate sessions. It turned out that Sabina had been threatened with having someone else’s nipples share her chopstick nipple clamp, forcing her to be face to face with someone else going through the same ordeal. They both thought it would be a fitting memorial to him to try it out, as Sabina had the chopsticks and bands at hand.
Neither of them wanted to use a chopsticks clamp on their tongues, but for each of them, he’d used one on their clits occasionally, so they decided to do that, but separately on each clit for practical reasons.
It was an interesting experience, as previously, they have been restrained, but this time, they were free to move. Again, for practical reasons, they decided to apply them to each other’s clits first, Vicki applying the bands quite loosely to the chopsticks round Sabina’s clit, but Sabina was much more brutal in adjusting Vicki’s, so Vicki went back and they both adjusted the bands until the chopsticks were very tight and rather painful. It’s what he would have wanted.
So next, their nipples were the target, and Sabina knew how to make this work the best. Four nipples along one set of chopsticks, alternating to each of them (and obviously poking through from opposite sides). But there needed to be bands between nipples, so some of them could not be adjusted once they were put on.
Vicki went first, with her right nipple, and Sabina made it as tight as Vicki could bear (with another two twists of the band for luck). Sabina then put her left nipple in and Vicki applied the band, trying to match the tightness with her own. Their faces were very close, but Vicki worked on Sabina’s right nipple before Sabina worked on Vicki’s left. All 4 nipples were clamped in the same chopsticks and very very tightly, so the pain was overwhelming. After they had finished admiring their handywork, they looked at each other, their faces close, and it was only a matter of a few seconds before they started kissing, a full-on tongues special, kissing like teenagers that had never kissed before. Fuelled by their shared ordeal and overwhelming emotions and pain, they kissed and kissed.
Eventually, they stopped kissing, and Vicki suggested they, one at a time, each reach down between the other’s legs and masturbate each other. Whilst their clits are captive, they can still twist and move it by manipulating the chopsticks, and they can work the rest of their cunts with their fingers. Sabina said that would be lovely, and they had to shuffle their asses apart slightly to give themselves room (as their clits were almost touching).
Vicki moved her hands down between Sabina’s legs, started stroking what of her clit was bulging from the top of the chopsticks. It was (perhaps unsurprisingly) very very sensitive, so her light touches were like a bolt of electricity for Sabina. Vicki gently started touching against Sabina’s vulva with a couple of fingers, before nudging them into her cunt bit by bit. Soon, her fingers were buried in Sabina’s cunt up to Vicki’s knuckles, so the light touches of clit, together with fingers working the full length of Sabina’s tunnel had an immediate effect. But Sabina’s nipples were tied by chopsticks to Vicki’s, so Sabina’s movements also twisted Vicki’s nipples. It was very distracting for Vicki, who had to concentrate hard to keep the rhythm. Sabina came pretty easily, but Vicki was set on another orgasm, which took some work, but was enormous when it arrived, with Sabina arching back as she came pulling Vicki over.
After a brief period to allow Sabina to recover, Sabina started work on Vicki’s cunt, and Vicki’s first orgasm only took seconds to arrive. Her second was much harder work, and Sabina’s tits were pulled and twisted as Vicki’s body moved to ride Sabina’s fingers, her fingers working quickly but rhythmically inside Vicki’s cunt, and the thumb and finger tweaking Vicki’s bulging entombed clit increasingly getting rougher. Vicki fought to hold it off, in the process continuing her clit and nipple torment longer that it need be, but eventually, she got overwhelmed, and orgasmed hard on Sabina’s fingers, her body collapsing against Sabina and ending up in a cuddle.
That was enough for one day, and they thought he would be proud of them and would have enjoyed the show. They thought they tied the bands a notch tighter than he ever did, as the pain was a magnitude greater, but the orgasms were harder too.
Vicki and Sabina met occasionally for work purposes after this, and repeated this whenever they did, until they each moved on to other companies. They both got their promotions and pay rises, so all that clit, nipple and tongue pain ultimately proved to be worthwhile; Vicki’s career would not be as it is now were it not for him.