Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... Claire, people worthy of you. You'll see. There are others like you. And there are others like Ted. You won't have to be in control anymore. Mr. Lester and I can give you shelter. We can protect you as you transition from this small place you've crabbed yourself into in order to survive. We'll help you sidestep some of that "pretty awful stuff" you've been right to fear as you break out of this protective shell you've had to wear. Tell me Claire, are you expected anywhere tonight? A party or anything?"

"Well, I had planned an overnight with a friend, but I can cancel and just not tell my parents..."

"Hmm. Well, can you trust your friend to keep her mouth shut if you tell her that you're staying with a boy tonight?"

"Uh, yeah. She might have trouble believing it, but she won't rat me out. If my parents should call for some reason, she'll just say I cancelled and doesn't know where I might be." Claire looked as Ms. Lester hopefully.

"Okay. Not ideal, but you won't end up pissing her off if your parents should call and she finds out you'd used her without clueing her in on what you were doing. And the truth is, you will be spending the night with a man, more or less, so you won't even be lying to her. So here sweetie, blow your nose and come with me."

Kay picked Claire up a block away from the school. It was only February and they had nearly five months more to negotiate. The legal obstacle of Claire's age was well behind them but there were still a host of ...

... ethical and cultural land mines left to negotiate. Once in the car Claire looked at Kay and asked "So Ms. Lester, what's the deal with you and Mr. Lester."

Kay let out a heartfelt peal of laughter. "Oh Claire, excuse me but that strikes me as a really funny question right now." She continued to chuckle a few moments more, considering how to answer. She took a deep breath, thinking she was insane for even considering being open with this young woman but she plunged ahead.

"The 'deal' Claire, is that Mr. Lester is my Master and I am his submissive slave. Does that answer your question?" Again, Kay chuckled. "My guess is it raises quite a few more, right?" She looked over at Claire who looked a mix of embarrassed, confused and very curious. "Cat got your tongue?"

"Is that why you wear the, uh, the bracelets, the necklace?"

"Yes. My Husband placed my chains on me and only he can remove them. They're symbols that I'm owned, and reminders. From what you've told me about your Ted, I think you'll find our relationship will feel familiar to what you had. Except maybe that we have more experience to draw from; people who've gone before us and gave us a language and concepts that help us define what we are to one another. In a way I envy you Claire. You and Ted and your other friends, you got to make up your rules as you went along. There was nobody there telling you that you were doing it right, or wrong or that you might like to try it this way, or that way. Everything you did ...