Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... held steady, permitting him complete freedom to whip her moist, hairless pussy. His focus narrowed to the few square inches of her pink lips and the task of landing the whip precisely where he wanted it within that small field. Before long the quivering of her thighs changed. Instead of suppressing pain and the instinct to protect herself, the quivering changed. It now announced her impending orgasm.

"OK Jim, thank you for your patience. Feel free to drain your nuts into that slut any time now. Claire, once he starts coming so may you, but not before." With that Mr. Lester really started laying into Claire. He was now landing the heavier plaited leather of the whip across her lips. He saw the cunt flesh compress under the stout leather, each impact heightened by kinetics of the lead shot sewn into the whip body. Claire grunted and then began screaming around Jim's cock as her pussy and then her clit took one after another of the precisely aimed, punishing blows.

Jim had been ready to blow his wad but he was really digging her agony and knowing he controlled how much more of it she would have to take.The longer I hold out the more she's gonna suffer and man, a whip on the clit, whew, that's some kind of suffering bitch! Somehow the knowledge both increased his arousal but pushed back his impending release. The slick snot-like precum streamed from his cock. He withdrew frequently and milked it onto her face; used the tip of his cock to smear the puddles into a thin film ...

... of fragrant slime coating her upper lip and cheeks; crusting her eye lids and catching in her hair. Claire inhaled the fragrance saturated with his pheromones, designed by nature to elicit her own response. She was flooded with lust, let it distract her from the pain scouring her cunt, used it to turn that pain into more arousal, fighting the urge to give in, to let loose the orgasm demanding release.

Permission. I need permission.

Just like Jim, she used her pain to increase her arousal and wall it away, letting it build, knowing each minute of denial would increase potency of the inevitable release.Besides, I don't have a choice! When he comes I'll come, not before, goddammit! Master will whip me until he's finished, maybe more, certainly through my whole orgasm. Oh god!

Claire knew she was in trouble. The prospect of the agony she was about to endure, her clit being whipped through the peak of her release. And after. That was going to be an even more exquisite torture.

He's probably going to whip me through to another orgasm without stopping. Jeremy, or the stranger fucking my face. God, maybe Kay will sit on my face, grind her clit on this fucking ring, spray in my mouth while the new guy keeps fucking her ass. He still hasn't fucking come!

Claire was in a frenzy. It was all too terrible to contemplate and more than she could stand. The pressure of anticipation was breaking her control. Small contractions were getting loose. Her skin was tingling. She could ...