Note: I strongly disagree with the practice of cutting away parts of the female genitalia to reduce or eliminate sexual enjoyment. However, I am an advocate of consensual circumcision (cutting around and removing the prepuce to fully and permanently expose the glans penis in males and the glans clitoris in females. I myself chose to undergo this surgery and it has enriched my sex-life considerably.
PENA'S STORY: Part 5: Under the knife!
I spent the day before my final initiation with my mother. She gave me a final waxing before we went to bed. It was no longer painful now that the hairs had become finer but I could not say I enjoyed the procedure very much. I now felt quite comfortable being naked with Mother and we showered together after my waxing. We sat wrapped in towels on her bed and chatted for a long time. She tossed away her towel, lay back and once again pressed me to take a long look at her intimate parts. I gazed in wonder, fascinated by the way her clitoris stood out like a pea. I too tossed away my towel and lay back on the bed beside her, our bodies lightly touching.
I woke around 3 am. My face was nestled against one of Mother's breasts. I thought Mother was sleeping but she whispered "Baby want milk!" exactly as she had done when I was a small child. Baby DID want milk! My mouth sought out her nipple and I felt it expand as I tried to remember how to suckle. Mother stroked my hair and I finally drifted back to sleep.
The day of my final initiation had dawned. Mother drove me to the house on the hill and we kissed goodbye. Alicia let me in and led me down into a room in her basement that I had not yet entered. In the center of the room was a medical table complete with stirrups. On the table was a white robe. Two belts were neatly coiled on top of the robe. Next to the familiar red belt was a wide green sash. Alicia asked me to remove my clothing. I did so, folding each item neatly before placing it into the basket.
Alicia asked me what I was feeling. I told her that my biggest fear was not being able to handle the pain as the surgeon excised my inner labia. Alicia told me that there would be little or no pain if surgery was done using one of the techniques used during deep confession. She told me that her own initiation had been done that way. She could administer a shot of Ketamine if I really felt I could not cope - it would be our little secret! I shook my head and said “I am ready!”
My heart was thudding within my chest. I knelt before Alicia who removed her own robe and administered the Society's Oath of Allegiance to me. Together we chanted the Prayer of Acceptance. I stood and Alicia gently spread my outer labia. She slid a fingertip along my inner lips and up around my clitoris, She said in a clear voice “Do you, María Peñafrancia Rivera, give full and free consent to submit to the Final Ritual?”. I replied in a clear voice “I, María Peñafrancia Rivera, do hereby of my own free will, irrevocably give my full and free consent to submit to the Final Ritual. I acknowledge that my inner labia and clitoral hood will be surgically excised.” I donned the robe and tied it with the red belt. I took the green sash in my hands, kissed it and placed it in Alicia's waiting hands. It would soon be mine but now...
I lay on my back on the table. Alicia parted the lower section of my robe and placed my legs in the stirrups. She moved to the head of the table and sat down, her breasts touching the top of my head. The door opened. A young woman with western features entered. She introduced herself as Trudy Bishop and asked if I was ready. I nodded. Her fingers were cool and deft. Trudy spread my labia carefully and there was a slight sting as she swabbed the entire area with some kind of antiseptic. It was time! a tiny teardrop found its way to the surface of one eye. I blinked and it was gone.
Alicia and I began the chant that normally is used to prepare body and soul for the Rite of Primal Release. I felt completely at peace and relaxed as Trudy deftly circumcised me and freed my soul of its confining flesh!
I felt Alicia squeezing my shoulders. I realized that my surgery was over. There was a dull ache between my legs. I smiled, grateful that my ordeal was over! I looked around. Trudy had gone and I was alone with Alicia who slowly helped me to my feet. I felt a bit unsteady but otherwise I was fine. Alicia held the green sash - MY green sash - in her hands. She kissed it and placed it around my waist. I was now a full member of the society!
I healed rapidly. Alicia took me back to the surgical unit. I lay on the table once more and a camera was focused between my legs. I finally got to see the results of Trudy's handiwork. I gently parted my labia and gazed in wonder. My clitoris looked so happy freed of its hood. I had not realized that it was so large. There was a neat, whitish line where my inner labia used to be. My Soul was free at last!
I had not taken part in the Rite of Primal Release since before my surgery and Alicia suggested we do it now. Alicia dug deeply and I cried a lot.
part 6 to follow...
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