Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... fondling her, she wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

"Claire, very soon I will let you cum, but understand that when you start cumming, Ben is going to rip your nipples off and I'm going to twist your clit off. It's going to cost you. Are you ready?"

Oh God Claire quailed. God help me but I want them to hurt me when I cum!

Claire's body trembled and a flood of warmth spread out of her core, tingling. She sagged more deeply into the bindings as the orgasm tore through her. And then she cried out as each of the men delivered the promised torture.

"Oh God, Oh God Oh God Aaagh!" Claire cried out, twisting violently in her ropes, while pain and pleasure crowded out her reason. Her tits were on fire, but the flame was spreading across her chest and down to the pit of her stomach. Her clit was being squeezed by a vice, her softest flesh being twisted viciously. "Aaaahh God! Rip them off! Aaagh!"

Ben was stretching her nipples so far from her body that they were turning white, pulling and twisting them like taffy. And Jeremy had reached in directly past her lip outer lips. Now he had hold of her fat swollen clit and was also pulling and twisting it savagely. "Ah fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Oh God that hurts." Claire was panting in agony but girl juice was squirting from her cunt in a river, splashing onto the floor as violent contractions squeezed her insides. Claire writhed, overwhelmed by the orgasm and the searing pain as her most sensitive girl bits were ...

... savagely mauled by the two sadists. And she knew the burning truth; that no matter what they did, or how often, Claire knew she would respond. She craved their abuse, craved the pleasure they took using her so viscously.

Almost more than even the cumming, she got off being the object of their lust and their release. All of this was ultimately for them. And she couldn't wait to take their hot throbbing cocks into her flesh; to suck the jizz from their balls; to hear and feel and smell them rutting into her body as she received their essence. She loved swimming in their cum, the mingled smell of her cunt and their semen pervading her senses. Scooping it from her cunt and eating it, licking it from her fingers to get all of it she could. Thanking them for using her and giving her the gift of their ecstasy. She felt like she only really, fullylived when she served sexually.

Offering her pain was a new and intense form of this service. She craved the pain; craved the look on their faces as she watched them hurting her; felt the thrill of their power to hurt her and the easing of the tension in them as they tortured her, even as their sexual arousal skyrocketed. And then Claire ceased to think of anything as she sank completely, mindlessly into the embrace of her tortured climax. The pain had blended perfectly with the pleasure, creating that unique intensity fueled by the endorphins raging through her system, twisting the pain into opiate driven ecstasy. Her body no longer felt ...