Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... paddle.

"Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!" The paddle would land, squashing her luscious tit utterly flat. Without any hesitation, it was lifted, aimed and applied without mercy to the opposite breast. Jim methodically applied the paddle with a frightening precision and intensity that left Claire gasping at each blow, strung from her hair and too shocked to even react. The flesh turned bright pink, then red, then moved into the darker tones of purple and blue subdural bruising.

"Ah, very good slut! Very good control. I like a slut that takes her beating without a lot of bleating and moaning. Now, let's move over to the table and give those inner thighs a bit of a workout, shall we?"

Jim tugged on Claire's hair and half dragging her, moved Claire over to a low, broad, padded bench where he first sat her down and then had her lay down.

"Let's see if you can keep your control. Put the soles of your feet together and let your legs spread open like a gigged frog honey. Ooooh my, look at all that creamy goo!"

Claire was slightly embarrassed to see that the insides of her thighs down past her knees were slick with excretions from her cunt and the sticky residue of Jim's jizz.

"Don't really matter. In fact, the wetter the better, right?"

Whap! Whap! Jim laid the paddle hard against the incredibly tender, moist flesh of Claire's inner thighs.

"Aiieeeee" she screamed. "Oh god, oh god, please..."

Whap! Whap!Whap!Whap! Jim ignored Claire's screams for mercy and ...

... continued laying the paddle across the silk of her firm thighs with the same ferocity he'd used on her breasts. Claire clutched her head moaning, biting her tongue to keep the moans from becoming screams as she kept her thighs spread for Jim's merciless paddling.

"Ooooh, look at that pussy juice up. My god, an exhibitionistic sex toy and a world class submissive pain slut too! Look at you keeping your cunt spread with no rope to help. " Claire was rolling her head from side to side trying to keep above the agony assaulting the flesh of her inner thighs. Just like her breasts, the smooth skin had gone from pink to red and was now also turning purple. She's lost all sense of time and was simply trying to ride out the session. She was dimly aware that another crowd had formed, of people watching her torture. And she knew that her spread cunt was a ripe juicy target and that eventually the paddle was going to land directly on it.

He was taking his time, flailing first one thigh and then the other, leaving time between blows for the slap and sting to sink deeply into her burning flesh. Sometimes he hit the same spot two or three times but mostly he was moving the strikes around but slowly, inexorably, he was moving closer and closer to the puffy mounds of her cunt lips. Claire realized she was very aroused. She was utterly exposed and her fucked-out cunt, obscenely open, was dribbling a constant stream of juice and residual cum from her depths. It seemed like the entire party must ...