Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... will pass and you will be whole. Calm yourself. Come back to us Claire. Nothing has changed."

Over and over she whispered a message of love and acceptance, of security and bounty until finally, Claire ceased struggling with her bonds. But she continued moaning and grinding her hips. Mr. Lester brought tissue; held it to her face where she blew her nose like a child. But Claire was no child. She was fully sexually mature. Her cunt was burning with need, gorged with fluids, pillowy hot flesh pressing into the chastity belt, signaling its readiness to be split open, it's need to be rutted.

Richard Lester was quietly amazed. He did his best not to look shocked, but he was. More than shocked though, he was astonished; astonished by what the intricate interaction of the human mind and body was capable of achieving. He was pretty sure this must be another, hopefully final ploy by the personality splinter to secure what it believed Claire required to survive. It was not pernicious. It was acting with single minded intensity to preserve and protect Claire's sexual requirements. Except she didn't need protecting anymore. He had to show it that Claire had transcended the childhood vulnerabilities the splinter had evolved to manage for her.

He realized now how Claire must have managed being so promiscuous, so young. This part of her, this protector; it must have been active at a very young age, taking care of the details of Claire's illicit trysts with intense focus. He shook ...

... his head in admiration.

This is going to be an interesting scene. Claire was fully in charge briefly, guard down, set up for this counter attack. Very cunning. Designed to play on our compassion. But also clumsy. Cunt focused. Claire loves fucking but she loves everything. Getting men off means almost as much as getting herself off. And cumming from physical torture. Sating sadistic need arouses her. That's new. Sucking cock. Cunt licking. Women. The splinter is vulnerable to Claire's huge range of eroticism. If she can just be kept from giving in too quickly, she can overwhelm this compulsion to get her cunt fucked at any cost. And all that psychic energy - relaxed, redeployed. Worth the risk.

"Claire, it's time to get up. There are three men waiting for you to service them in the play room. We are going to remove the chastity belt. They will torture you, starting with your cunt and ass and you'll suck them off until they're done with you.

"These attacks you're experiencing will pass, In the meantime, I will not allow them to interfere with your duty to me. This preoccupation with being cunt-fucked is childish and beneath you Claire. You are a three-hole slut. This is an absurd limitation you fixated on as a child before you ever realized that men and women would use your entire body as a sex organ. It is past time to put it behind you. Now get up Slave!"

Her Master's voice broke through her mourning. Her cunt still screamed at her for attention but she put it ...