Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... you to exceed every expectation and suffer as a consequence. If you cum like I know you can, you'll be beaten for an hour and 15 minutes by five disappointed guests. There were two predictions of 65. That's something I think everyone would like to see. So, keep your cunt planted right where it is and keep fingering yourself." Mr. Lester wrung her nipples through one last savage twist and Claire screamed, even as she frigged herself as directed.

Claire had lost count. Her fingering hand started shaking and she switched to the other to keep coaxing the orgasms from her clit. She was so high from cumming that it almost felt like she rode above the sensations coursing through her. It went on and on and she had to change hands once more as the tremors were interfering, fouling the erotic charge she'd been coaxing for nearly ten minutes. She didn't know how anyone could put a number on this one. But to call it only one would surely be an insult.

Jim stood watching Richard's new slave working her cunt. It was impressive. Kay had a big writing pad and was parading around naked in her chains - a look he adored - holding up the pad like the chicks do at the big boxing events to show which round was coming up. Only Kay's pad was showing the cum count in factors of ten. He wasn't quite sure how they were being scored but he wasn't going to quibble at the current standing. The slut had gone at least 50 for sure. But he saw that her hands were getting shaky. He looked over at ...

... Richard.

"Hey man, I don't remember anywhere in the rules saying she has to squeeze them all out by herself. Any objection to us fucking her?" Richard looked at his new slave and considered the request. Jim was right. There was no reason Claire couldn't receive assistance and the objectification of pulling a train across the finish line was completely consistent with his larger goal of showing her what she could expect as an utterly dependent sex slave at the mercy of a suitably twisted Owner.

"Brilliant idea Jim. You get first dibs, I mean, if you want to. No pressure." Jim snorted.

"Thanks professor. Let me take a tenth of a second to think about that. Okay. Done. I'm going in."

Claire had tracked the conversation and was moaning as she watched the stranger fondle his large thick cock. He wore leather chaps that left his dick and his ass exposed, which she found flagrantly obscene and incredibly arousing as he loomed over her stroking himself.

She put her fingers to either side of her lips and pulled her cunt open wide. She gyrated her hips and pulled back on her clit hood, fully revealing an engorged clit nearly the size of a medium olive. "Fuck your bitch" she panted.

"With pleasure darlin', with pleasure. Glad to help out." Jim lined his cock up to Claire's cunt and swizzled his cock in the juices collected around her entry. He grinned when she actually whimpered, her hips thrusting back to force him deeper. He teased a bit more and then rammed himself ...