Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... blow; felt the fat layer from her thighs to her neck quiver with each impact. But her muscles were no longer clenched and tight. She seemed to grow slab-like as she quit resisting the blows, even as she felt the leather slice against the crease of her thighs where they joined her smooth ass, and where the lips of her cunt split and opened into her most delicate recesses. Searing pain was just an inch away; was a thing hiding behind the thinnest of veils. But for the moment she could keep it from consuming her utterly by repeating to herself,I want this, I need this, I want this, I need this...

Claire had no idea how long she lay beneath the lash. All she knew is that it ended and that suddenly, her cunt was full again. Mr. Lester's hand invaded her deeply. Her pussy was on fire from the whipping, almost numb from sensory overload. But very rapidly, the feelings oozing from within her core were pushing back the numbness. She could feel a tide pushing at her, fighting to overwhelm the throbbing, humming, buzzing sensations that had consumed her ass and cunt during the whipping. The heat of what was happening inside her was beginning to suffuse all the beaten flesh. She knew her ass and pussy lips were red and burning. But ironically, it felt like that heat frominside her pussy was actually melting the numb muscles of her ass and relaxing the swollen, throbbing outer lips of her cunt; was reviving the flesh that had been made cold and insensitive by the whipping. Warm fluid ...

... was being spread across her pussy and was collecting into the tight bud of her anus as he rhythmically sawed his hand in and out of her gapping slit.

And suddenly, like an ice damn breaking, the orgasm broke free in a violent rending of her core. The numbness had masked the mounting fury of her response. His hand was surging in and out of her clenching hole; fluid was draining freely down her legs all the way to her ankles. A roaring sound engulfed her as an unutterable pressure squeezed her head, her face flushing. She couldn't breathe and still the sweet pressure mounted to the very top of her head.

Oh god, oh god, oh god I want this, she thought.I need to be beaten. I need to be ripped apart. I want whatever he wants, I always want to feel like this. Then her body began to spasm, gripped by contractions that never seemed to end. She became mindless as the release swept through her, ripping away all other sensation and thought.

And finally, the violent clenching eased and she could breathe. She sucked air raggedly, deep into her lungs and pulled at her bindings, groaning.But He wasn't stopping. Mr. Lester was still sawing his hand in her cunt. "Oh god" she groaned. She needed a moment, some kind of time to recover, but he wasn't giving it to her. It felt so good but oh god she wasso sensitive. It was painful. But he was ignoring her obvious distress and the moment Claire realized this she could feel another wave begin to surge.He's playing with my body like I'm just ...