Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... am I?'

"Now he gives me a second and I'm racking my brains and thinking you know, kinda like 'what the fuck rhymes with Master?'

'You're my Owner' I say.

"'Very good' Wham! Fuck! There's no winning this one, right?''

"What do I demand?"

"Well shit, like maybe I'm a little slow but this I got now. 'That I do what you tell me to do!' Wham!'Fuck, fuck, fuck!' I'm thinking."

"You're a smart woman Kay. Can't you come up with a simpler way to say all that?" Wham! Wham! Wham! Right on my fucking cunt! Goddamn! I mean, have you ever had to play a game of 20 questions while a fucking sadist takes whacks on your cunt? I'm here to tell you, it makes it reallyreally fucking hard to think. I mean whatthefuck! He musta hit me like 20 times before I finally come with 'Submission! My fucking submission, you bastard!"

"Very good Kay. Now, from the top: Who am I?" Wham! "What am I?" Wham! "What do I demand?" Wham!

"I'm like, 'My Master, My Owner, My submission' over and over! For like an hour he's doing the call and response thing and I'm getting floaty and turned on, now that I got this all nailed down. Then he stops and I'm flying and he comes around to the front and sticks his dick in my mouth and I'm sucking away. And he says:

"You know Kay, I have a nice car, right? I mean, I chose the car. I bought it. I maintain it. I put a nice engine in it and redid the upholstery; gave it a better paint job. I give it tune ups and wash it. Keep the inside clean. Change ...

... the oil. Keep it lubed, check the fluids. I use premium gas and I put nice tires on it. I made the car better than it was when I bought it and I take care to keep it at peak performance. Now sometimes I let a friend use my car. Am I jealous of the car? No, I'm not. I mean, it's my car. I'm proud of my car. I enjoy owning my car and I enjoy it when other men enjoy driving my nice car. They compliment me on how nice my car is and how much they enjoy it when I let them use my car.

"Like I said Kay, you're a smart woman. You getting the drift here?"

"And he grabs my hair real tight then. He shoves his cock way down my throat and then he lifts my fucking head up so he can look me in the eye."

"You're my property Kay. You're not fucking these guys because you decided one day I wasn't good enough for you. These men fuck you because I made you a slut. I took the engine you came with and made it better and I'm feeding it premium gas. I'm just letting these guys use my car. I'm your Master. I own you. And you're fucking them because I demand your submission! And because you submit, you get to be a slut. Now, are we done with this?"

"I just blinked. I mean, what the fuck else was I going to do? I'm nearly passed out 'cause his cock's clear down my throat this whole time, blocking my lungs. So, I blink. He lets me fade a bit more, then pulls out. I'm gasping. He shoves it back down; deep throated me some more, then shot his load. He walked away and just left me there on the ...