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Rule of Thumb Pt. 01
Date: 7/6/2024, Categories: BDSM Author: byportmann2222
... that? "Ahhggg! Shit!". A line of fire ripped across her tits. She looked up to see Mr. Lester preparing to throw the single tail at her. Snap! "Fuck!" "Claire, focus. Breath. Process the pain, Claire! You know how to do this." Snap! Claire hissed but didn't succumb to the pain this time. She took the burning in, felt is settling to her core. She realized her chest was a wild tapestry of whip marks. How long have I been here!? Snap! Claire breathed through the pain; twisted her torso trying to spread the sharp sting, felt her arms pinned; wished she could rub the burn to ease the burn. Can't. Tied. Mr. Lester can do whatever he wants to... his Slave. I'm his Slave and pain toy. The words in her head stilled the tempest, anchored her even more than being tied to the cross. Snap! Claire breathed deep, the air entering her lungs easily now. As the pain flared, she pushed it down into her core where she found dildos stuffed into her cunt and anus. Her cunt felt liquid and suddenly she felt moisture trickling from her hole. Good God I'm so fucking horny! I NEED A COCK! Snap! God I'm... confused. The pain! It's so sharp. Mmmm, it's delicious. I love when Master whips me. God it's been ages. My tits. Fuck, they're burning. My nips hurt they're so hard. God, I'm sooo fucking wet! "I NEED COCK!" Snap! Who the fuck keeps screaming about cock! Snap! Mmmmm. Fuck! "Master please! I need to cum Sir!" Claire was desperate. ...
... She didn't understand. She was about to explode. She didn't think she could stop herself. What the fuck happened. How could it sneak up on me!? "Please Sir! I don't think I can stop it! Please let me cum!" Snap! "Claire! Cum!" Snap! The burning on Claire's chest and breasts roiled and then fused into a downward thunderbolt of sensation. Electricity tingled across the whole of her skin, the charge building and building until it arced. The long muscles of her thighs went rigid. Her tortured nipples grew hard and white beneath the red welts lacing them. The ropes holding her strained and creaked as her gut clenched violently. She breathed in ragged grunts as contractions ripped through her, one after another. The orgasm flowed and flowed from Claire, emptying her mind of all but the pleasure of its release. She felt the ropes binding her, sagged into them, trusted them to hold her as she abandoned control of her limbs to the orgasmic waves that washed through her. Soon Claire passed her peak, and reason began returning. She grew more and more shocked by the climax. Not so much by its strength but by how suddenly it seemed to have engulfed her. Buildup. There wasn't... any buildup. What the fuck!? How did that happen? How did I miss it coming? I almost came without permission. I would have. Shit! Shit! Shit! One minute I was... I was... there... here... on the cross... Mr. Lester, whipping... whipping me with the single tail... a long... a long time? Yes, ...