Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... them. She was very distracted by her pussy for some reason.

"Mistress, I remember... Master... he had my hair... he was pulling my head up, making me look at him. He was talking. I can't seem to remember... something about... "her"?" She looked at Kay quizzically. "Her and fucking, making me fuck... taking over. Mistress, was he talking about when I... what happens when I don't get fucked for a long time?"

"Yes Claire, that's right. Its been eight days now, since you've been fucked, hasn't it?"

"It has Mistress?"

"Yes Claire. How does that make you feel?"

"Feel, Mistress? Really horny. But I just had a yummy cum, Mistress. It feels so nasty to cum from being whipped but, jeez, it just sends me."

"Yes Claire, it is yummy isn't it? Who knew growing up that being whipped could feel so good. Do you like the chastity belt Claire?"

"Um, its kinda hard to say Mistress, with my legs spread like this. I want to feel it when I walk and sit. I want to see what my cunt feels like walking around with the plug in it. Will Master fuck me soon Mistress, or let someone fuck me. The plug is really making me want cock Mistress. I really miss cock Mistress. When will I get fucked Mistress. I'm OK down there. I promise. I didn't put anything up it all week. Its ready for cock Mistress. I promise."

Kay looked at Claire in fascination. She could see her receding. The Other was taking control again. It was eerie but not too surprising. She took it as a good sign that the ...

... whipping and orgasm had brought Claire out as long as it had.

Claire continued her wheedling for cock in a sly kind of sing song. Gone was the flagrant anger, replaced with a more manipulative soft sell.

Is manipulation better than confrontation?

Kay separated herself from Claire. She looked at Richard and went over to the toy cabinet. She returned with an "O" ring gag and fitted it on Claire. Then she bent down and reattached the hobble and then she and Mr. Lester carefully reattached the handcuffs holding Claire's arms behind her back. They then led Claire toward the Dining Room.

Claire allowed herself to be guided away from the cross in the mincing gait demanded by the hobble. She was aroused by the bondage, but found herself slipping in and out of feeling uneasy and resentful. She closed her eyes, trusting Master and Mistress to guide her and tried to just concentrate on the liquid sensations from her whipping and orgasm; the whole body high from the whipping and the wanton sloppiness of her pussy. The small plug attached to the stiff chastity strap stirred her juices like a swizzle stick with every short choppy stride. She hungered for something bigger to make use of a cunt so slippery and receptive.

But they put on the "O" ring gag. Something Master said... God why can't I fucking remember. But my cunt's strapped in a chastity belt and my mouth has an "O" ring in it. That doesn't take a rocket scientist, right?

It bothered her that she kept cycling between ...