Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... of her failings, she was instantly aroused at the immediate future being promised by her Master. She'd never been able to completely give in to her nature. She'd always had to be careful, keep her grades up, keep up the appearance of not being a complete and utter slut. She felt that she ought to be afraid of this future he was imposing on her, this reordering of her immediate life. She sensed at some level he was disappointed in her and that this was "punishment." But she couldn't help shiver in anticipation of what was about to happen to her. She knew that protest would not sway her Master. But she didn't reallywant to object. The life he was consigning her to was too alluring; too close to the dream she's always had of being nothing but fuck meat. She's never really believed it would be possible to attain such a state. It has always just been jerk-off fodder. But she was about to actually become her fantasy.

"We'll be hosting a party tonight and you will be the featured entertainment. We'll be announcing your status as a soon to be available sex slave a pool will be collected as to how many times you'll manage get off before midnight." Goose flesh spread down her back clear to her cunt.

Mr. Lester continued. "Each time you reach a number held by one of the guests, that person - well really I guess, it will be thosepersons, as I'm sure more than one will guess any given number. In any event, anyone with that number will have 15 minutes to beat you. Then you will ...

... return to racking p more ograsms. The winner's prize will be ownership of you for the next 24 hours. And again, should there be multiple winners, each will have a 24-hour period owning you. Proceeds of the lottery will go toward defraying our expenses maintaining you. Tickets will cost $20 each. Additionally, I'll be filming the event and selections of the recordings will be posted to a pay site with profits again being put toward your expenses. I expect this will be a popular event, in which case we'll make it a routine event at the parties, which, during the summer will happen every other week."

Claire's head was spinning. Mr. Lester was being so matter of fact. She didn't know whether she was turned on or repulsed by his plans. Her parents had been providing a stipend while she'd been staying with the Lester's. She didn't actually know, now that she'd graduated, if they were still paying or not. Frankly, she just hadn't considered what she'd be doing for the summer. But it seemed Mr. Lester certainly had plans for her.Well, I am a collared slave to his Household. She trusted Mr. and Mrs. Lester completely, but all this was a lot to take in.

"Yes Sir." What else could she say? That she didn't want this? That was so far from true! She didn't know if the knot in her stomach was fear or anticipation but it sure wasn't revulsion. It was like looking down into some kind of vortex; her feelings were a kaleidoscope of want and need, fear and eagerness. She knew she could simply ...