Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... through her womb, directly to her throbbing slit now held tightly in Jeremy's firm grip. Claire looked down. The paddle had truly painted her already bruised tits. Claire realized they would be deep purple and blue for many days. She shivered at the thought of her tits having been so devastated and marked. They would ache deliciously, she knew, and amazingly she was already anticipating the next session with one of her sadistic Tops who no doubt would attack them all over again. She reveled in the bruises, accepted them now as simply a part of what she'd become and what was needed to meet her needs.

Jeremy gently squeezed her cunt lips, pulling them slightly down and out. The ropes had stretched and Claire was able to spread her legs at least a little bit to give him better access to her pussy. He had her clit pinched between the thick outer lips and he was pressing onto the sensitive bud deliciously. Claire hung from the ropes and felt Jeremy knead her fullness, felt him start pulling another orgasm from deep within her. On and on he massaged the clit through the freshly whipped cunt lips. Each squeeze sent more jolts of energy to the core of her mounting pleasure.

She didn't think she could take another cum but Claire knew it didn't matter. Her body was insatiable. It ignored her doubt and continued to build the exquisite pressure she knew so well. It was close now, a trapped aching thing, needing just a bit more stimulation to spill over the walls and go crashing ...

... through her mind and body. And just as she began to crest, as her breathing quickened and the tightness began to uncoil in her belly, Jeremy twisted her slick cunt lips and clit viciously. Claire groaned deeply, raised up on her tip toes dancing, trying vainly to ease the agony. Jeremy looked deeply into her eyes as he savagely twisted the slick meat of her cunt. Claire locked her gaze onto his face, fed him her pain to please him, to feed him; invited him to tear more pain out of her. Jeremy saw the surrender in her eyes and again he twisted, reveling in the power to hurt her like this; felt that power flow into his soul deeply as Claire simply ate the abuse and fed him back her agony.

Jeremy smiled as Claire sagged into the bindings. She needed all her energy now to take the pain deep into herself, to process it, channel it, let it fill her core and stoke the fire in her womb. Her only purpose now was to endure. Her body was beyond her control. Jeremy was free to abuse it for his pleasure and amusement. Claire accepted her powerlessness and just let the pain sink deeper, felt it heavy in her pelvis, making it throb.

Claire knew the pain and her submission to it would fuel mind shattering pleasure soon enough. As much as it hurt having her clit pinched and twisted, it also excited her to be Jeremy's toy, to see the arousal her pain was creating in his eyes. With every twist the rope panty bit cruelly into the softness of her pussy lips and pulled the anal plug deep into ...