Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... eagerness at the prospect of being given cock to suck and these flashes of annoyance.

God at least I'm going to be sucking cock! My mouth's going to get used like a fuck puppet and I bet Master lets me cum. He did just now, right? Maybe he'll even fuck me. I just have to show him I deserve it.

Yeah right. Who knows with that evil bastard? Christ on a cross, it's been over a week since you've even been allowed to see a cock. Get with the fucking program! He's in charge. My job is to suck whatever he sticks in my mouth and swallow whatever comes out of it!

Claire almost fell over. Her world, just before, so wispy and confused, suddenly came in focus; seemed to solidify in a moment and the shock made her stagger.

Whoa!

"Are you alright Slave Claire?"

"Uh huh" That was all she could articulate through the gag. She giggled, finding it funny that Master had expected her to answer.

He looked at her closely. Claire kept her eyes pointing down but she felt exhilarated in a way she hadn't all day. New energy ricocheted inside her, though she felt more grounded than she could ever remember. Like ears popping after weeks with a head cold, everything seemed crisp and clear to her. Mr. Lester saw the change in her demeanor instantly and took it as a good sign.

"Claire, you've no doubt considered the implications of being put in the "O" ring gag, yes?" Claire nodded her head gently. "Good. Do you remember our earlier discussion about the next two days?" Claire's ...

... face clouded a bit with concentration. "For the next two days, you will serve orally and will cum only from pain. Do you recall me saying this to you?"

Despite her surprise at this announcement, Claire tried to concentrate on remembering his previous conversation with her.

It happened back... before... now, before this... clearness. Think...

And suddenly she remembered it all: being hogtied, held by her hair. The talk about going squirrely. Being strapped to the cross. And theentire whipping. Spitting and cursing Master. Theanger!

Until finally the pleasure had finally overwhelmed... her... it... the whatever! The orgasm had finally shuther up; silencedher venom; madeher retreat. But not completely. She'd been coming and going again, after the whipping and the orgasm.

Claire's cunt spasmed. A vast ache, sharp and deep, clutched at her guts. This time she did fall, writhing, trying to unpin her arms so she could rip off the fucking belt and claw at her pussy. She felt like dying.

So lonely!. So empty! Fill me! Fill me with cock!

Claire was sobbing in frustration as Mr. and Mrs. Lester knelt beside her. Kay lay beside Claire, hugged her tightly and whispered to her gently.

"It's going to be alright. Don't worry, you're alright Claire. Try to calm yourself. We're here. We'll take care of you. You don't have to be afraid anymore. You're under Master's protection. He'll make sure your needs are met. Hasn't he so far? Trust him. Trust me. You won't want. This ...