Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... eight needles in each nipple. After filling the available space in her nipples, the invisible hands moved to her chest into which they stitched multitudes of syringe tips all capped with different colors in a pattern reminiscent of iridescent wings. In all, she was pierced with nearly six dozen glistening steel shafts descending from her throat to her pussy. The tips were buried in her flesh and rivulets of blood trailed jaggedly from many of the wounds, streaking her torso and thighs. Tied tightly, hanging limp and naked on the cross, sweat sheened, anonymous: her head cased in the glossy black leather hood. Her thighs and breasts swarmed with masses of deep purple and blue welts and bruises. Cut and bleeding, she looked like some sort of medieval maiden strung up and beaten by the village priest; a succubus cleansed by relentless torture, made to confess her carnal relations with Satan.

After the fourth or fifth nipple piercing Claire had quit responding to the needles. She was still conscious, but her body's defenses had swamped her brain and she felt the additional penetrations more and more as pressure than pain. And again, the strict bondage made the process easier to endure. She had no choice. Resistance was not possible and this fact helped her surrender to the torture. Once she accepted the inevitability that more and more needles were going to be driven through her nipples, those applied to her chest, down her belly and across her pelvic girdle procured ...

... virtually no visible reactions from her. Her panic and fear had vanished with her freedom to resist. Instead, she felt the insertions as pure, acute sensation that seemed to pool in her womb, feeding the orgasmic beast that waited quietly for another opportunity to boil from her cunt; to swamp her once more with erotic oblivion.

And she didn't have long to wait.

One by one the bindings were removed until she slumped into waiting arms. She was walked forward blindly and made to straddle somebody lying on the floor. Then she was pulled down until her cunt was brought into contact with a stiff cock onto which she eagerly sank in reverse cowgirl, her arms being held behind her back by the man fucking her. Claire arched and spread her thighs to drive the cock as deeply as she could and ground down on it with her cunt.

"Man, she's pretty loose. Must be all the cock you make her take. You're really letting those boys stretch the shit out of her cunt Richard." Claire blushed as she continued grinding. She still couldn't see the needles, but every thrust, every hump agitated all the sharp little fuckers still buried in her nipples and her breasts, and spread across her chest and stitched all down her belly." She couldn't help smiling.I'd do me reverse cow girl too.

"Hey Jim, come stick that big dick of yours in her. The two of us should be able to fill her up."

"Yeah, no Doucy. I was in her earlier and she ain't that loose. Loose for you maybe."

"Well yeah, I'll admit you ...