Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... exploiting her sexual cravings and her masochism. He would enjoy her himself to be sure. But His principal pleasure would need to come from cultivating her compulsions - amplifying them, broadening her sexual perversions and deepening her masochism, and at the same time restricting how, where, when and with whom she got to indulge those compulsions. Restrictions were needed to assure her safety but also offered the pleasure of keeping her desperate, of making her beg and plead. Conversely, the power to withhold also meant the power to open the spigot, basking in her gratitude at being freed and to compel her submission to extreme carnality and torture simply for the pleasure of being able to.

Claire's submissiveness mixed with her sexual and masochistic cravings made it very difficult for her to control her life. With parents and strong external threats, she'd managed herself through her school years. He knew she questioned whether she had the self-discipline, or perhaps simply the desire, to continue managing her life as an adult. Jim didn't know either. He only knew that a Master able tomake her do what shecraved to do, for His gratification and not hers: that Master would own her soul. If she chose slavery, if she left it to Richard Lester to pick the Master to whom she would be given as a slave, he wanted to be at the head of the line for the job. Mr. Lester would never give her to someone like that bitch Jenny, who would keep her in a cage to look but not touch. ...

... Some slaves thrived on constant deprivation. Claire would never be one of them. Jim figured he had a pretty good shot at the job.

He was good looking. He came from money but he was also self-employed as an architect, with a good stable of clients that did not demand too much of his time. He could support Claire as a full-time slave and he would have the time to enjoy her. He would make her responsible for his household to whatever degree would not interfere with her submission to scenes his fertile, very kinky libido could gin up. He had good connections in the community that would be happy to join the party. Like Mr. Lester, his interest in kink was as much, if not more about controlling sluts as using them sexually. Unlike Mr. Lester, he was a profound sadist, which he counted as a plus when it came to a woman like Claire.

Claire was laying naked on bed. Her blond hair was erotically messed in a freshly fucked look, with stray wisps fetchingly obscuring her bright blue eyes. He strode up to the very edge of her bedding, crowding her as he stood towering over her prone form. She looked up and smiled shyly. When he didn't respond to the smile she averted her gaze sensing his intended dominance and waited for him to address her. Without speaking he took her arm and pulled. She rose and followed him to the bathroom. He told her to get into the shower and lay down in the tub. He undressed and followed her in, straddling her ankles and jerking lightly on his flaccid member to ...