“Yes, damn you, yes! Now fuck me hard! I want you reaming out my cunt good!”
“I’ll bet you do.”
With that, he pulled out of her cunt with a wet, sloppy plopping noise. She felt as if she’d just lost her best friend. Her cunt was hollow and aching for cock.
“Wh-why did you do that?”
“You were enjoying it too much. I have to admit that you have a really tight cunt. If I didn’t know you spread those lovely legs for anything wearing pants, I’d have thought you were a virgin. Yeah, with all the action this wet hole it should be loose and floppy.”
He stuffed three fingers up her cunt. She came.
“Such a short fuse on your emotions,” he said in a cold voice. “I wonder what it’s like fucking your sweet little ass.”
She felt the gooseflesh popping up on her skin as he stroked over her ass. He squeezed a little pulling an inch of skin up, then pinched. She squealed as the pain shot into her butt.
“Nice, firm flesh. And snowy white. I wonder how it would feel having those thick slabs of ass meat surrounding my prick as I butt fucked you?”
His words made her weak inside. He was going to rape her ass! She wanted to scream, to cry out. The words seemed to die in her throat. She didn’t want him doing this to her. Yet, being tied up as she was made her into a weakling. She was a coward. The simple act of binding her hands had robbed her of any courage she might have.
“You don’t have anything to say about me reaming out your ass? I would have thought you’d be screaming and crying that it was horrible, that I’d burn in hell for even thinking about corn holing you.”
“You pervert!” she hissed.
“That’s more like it. I want some spirit showing as I ram my cock all the way up your ass.”
He untied her feet from the stirrups. For a moment, she thought she was going to be freed. The sensation was as fleeting as her actual freedom. He deftly flipped her face down on the hard table and grabbed her ankle again. Her hands were twisted into uncomfortable positions.
Then she knew pain.
He retied her ankles in the stirrups. She had to support most of her weight on her tits. With her hands tied the way they were, she couldn’t get them under her body and take any of the pressure off her body. And her entire weight crushed down on her naked boobs.
She felt her nipples dragging painfully across the leather top of the table. The nurse was sure that this would rip the tiny nubbins completely off her boobs.
“Stop it,” she pleaded. “It hurts! My legs! My breasts! The pain is killing me!”
“I think you’ll feel better after I slip something long and hot into your little ass. Like my cock.”
He stood on the table, then crouched down over her ass. His hands stroked, along the lines of her buttocks, then carefully separated the tensed asscheeks. Fingers dipping into the humid, crack between her cheeks, he began exploring the canyon.
She felt his grip tighten on her buttocks. When his fingers worked their way down to the bottom of her crack, she thought she’d pass out from the torture. Every bone in her body hurt. Not ached, hurt. She knew her hands would fall off. They were cold and, numb from the circulation being cut off for so long. But this was the least of her agony. Her knees were locked in an unnatural position. Her legs were elevated above her head and she was being shoved face down into the table.
His probing fingers into her asshole made her cringe, to cry. She felt the salty tracks on her cheeks. Sobbing did no good. She couldn’t even wipe away the tears. She was his prisoner. He could torment her any way he wanted.
It was obvious be was going to.
“So, my little child-molesting nurse, you don’t like my examination of your lovely ass? What is it you don’t like? This? You don’t like my finger poking up your asshole?”
She groaned loudly as his finger drove like a railroad spike up her ass. It wasn’t lubricated. It hurt as he twisted it into her bowels. If he’d shoved a burning piece of wood into her guts, she couldn’t have been more in pain.
“Stop, please! I’ll do anything you want, just please stop it!”
“You don’t understand, do you? You’ll do anything I want now. You no longer have anything to bargain with. Wiggle-Ass Nurse, you’re at the end of your prick-tease days, believe me. My prick’s going to be doing the teasing from now on!”
He shoved his finger all the way up to the last knuckle, then began wiggling it inside her rectum.
“You do know how to clutch a man’s finger. I wonder how you are with a real man’s cock up your fuming hot ass?”
“DON’T!”
He did.
She felt his cock spreading her asscheeks and delving down to the bottom of her sweaty crack. The light touch of his plum-tipped cock against her asshole sent earthquakes rumbling through her guts. When he leaned forward and drove his prick down into the tightly held anal muscle, she almost passed out.
The pressure of his fucking was sent throughout her body. The action at her ass caused her face to be brutally ground into the hard top of the examining table. A puddle of sweat formed beside her cheek. She was certain she couldn’t last much longer.
When the cock finally managed to spread apart the tight ring of sphincter muscle, she blacked out for a second. The pain of his entry up her asshole was almost too much to bear. When she came to her senses, she felt his huge prick hotly expanding the small tunnel of her rectum.
“God, you’re hotter than I thought,” he mumbled.
She swallowed hard and tried to visualize his cock coming out of her mouth. He was going to fuck her all the way into her guts. There wasn’t a hint of human decency left in this man. He was going to degrade and humiliate her to the best of his ability.
She guessed he was an expert at humiliating nurses, too.
“Lemme move around a little more, just a bit! God! So hot! So fuckin’ tight!”
He began corkscrewing around in her ass. She felt the motion as much as if he’d been drilling into her with a huge drill bit. Her flesh burned with the friction. Her inner tissues were being twisted and torn by the motion.
She wanted to die.
But that would be the easy way out. That might even please this butt-fucking maniac who’d tied her up. She had to hang in there, to prove to him that she could take whatever he dished out.
“Is that the b-best you can d-do?” she stuttered.
“You want more? I’m just getting started.”
She bit her lower lip as he really began working on her snatch and asshole. A finger drove hard into her tight pussy. With a cock up her back and that damnable finger wiggling in her cunt, she was almost driven out of her mind.
The cock she might have been able to tolerate. It was ripping her apart, torturing her, making her lose her self-respect. But she could have withstood all that through her hatred of the man. But the finger was making her body betray her.
As he slowly stroked back and forth in a mock-fucking, she felt her cunt beginning to water. She was actually responding to that slimy bastard!
“Feel your fuck fluids coming out to greet me?” he taunted her. “I think that’s a mighty nice thing for you to do, getting all juicy for me.”
He grabbed her bush and began squeezing down hard. She felt her pussy fur beginning to come out under his harsh treatment. But she was getting more and more aroused by everything he was doing to her.
She couldn’t explain it. Her body would get turned on regardless of the abuse and she hated herself for it. But there was no denying that her body was responding to his brutal manhandling.
She felt the shivers of delight jabbing into her cunt. Her tiny cunt was erect and quivering in anticipation of even more brutal treatment. And her asshole had actually stretched enough to take the full girth of his prick.
She wanted more! He gave it to her.
He had been moving his prick back and forth in gentle movements before this moment. He seemed to sense that she wasn’t in enough pain from wha
t he was doing to her. The nurse’s knee had to be about ready to snap. The way he’d tied her wrists insured that she had no feeling whatsoever in them. He had her trussed up like a pig for the spit.
But his own needs were building. The hot, clinging flesh of her asshole tried to rob him of his control. He felt as if he’d fucked into a surgeon’s glove filled with lava.
Fucking, slowly at first, then with greater speed and power, he found her body actually responding to him. She liked his butt fucking! He began to really bugger her good.
His cock reamed her out. The friction up and down her shit chute gave him problems trying to control himself. He didn’t want to get off too soon. There was too much to enjoy in this hot bitch’s ass!
“It feels like you’re ripping me out by the roots. Damn, but I never realized you were this tight up the ass!”
“I hate you! I hate you!” she said.
But her body was telling her something different. She loved what he was doing to her. The confusion dazed her. She couldn’t keep it all sorted out in her head. She shouldn’t be enjoying him tying her down and then buggering her.
She was.
Her pulse was racing and her tortured tits were puffed up with excited blood. She was responding as if she were being treated to the best fucking ever.
“God! Your asshole! It feels like a noose around my prick!”
She got the idea then of getting the man’s rocks off as fast as she could. If she could get him to spew out his jism, he might leave her alone. She could take all the time she needed then to get this horrible confusion straight in her head.
Tightening her ass helped. He groaned as he felt the thick slabs of her soft ass crushing down on him. She managed to squeeze down extra-tight on his buried cock. The tight ring of muscle was like a guillotine by the time she finished.
But the tensing had its effect on her, too. She was getting hotter and hotter for his prick. She wanted it reaming her out. She had to have it fucking hard and deep up her asshole. Without it, she would surely go mad from unreleased desires building up inside her.
“Fuck me harder, damn you, harder and deeeeeper!”
“You do like it. I knew it! You stupid cunt! You’re all alike. You say you don’t want a man’s prick, then you turn around and beg for it when you get a good taste. Taste my cock, deep!”
He drove his hips forward with brutal strength. He slipped easily into her ass and immediately felt her muscles squeezing down on him. His cock was dancing and pulsing with his need. By reaching as far into her juicy twat as he could with his finger, he could stroke over his cockhead. Her inner tissues were all that separated the cock from his finger.
Somehow, that membrane added to his arousal. He had to get off in a big way. And he was going to give the nurse the hottest enema she’d ever dreamed of.
She gasped when he began pulling his prick back out of her steamy hot ass. The momentary diddling from her cunt to her asshole had been a surprise. It tickled and itched at the same time. But she had enjoyed it almost as much as the thick, lurching prick.
That was the source of her joy. It was dancing with lust, lust for her! She wanted to feel it fucking her as hard as possible. Nothing less than the total release of orgasm was going to satisfy her now.
She had the pain in her wrists and shoulders and legs, true. But this gave her an excellent comparison to the pleasure being built up in her asshole. And whenever the man ran his finger over her clit, a new surge of bliss passed through her.
Pleasure and pain merged into one glorious experience. She needed more of it. Lots more, before she could get off.
“Fuck me!” she screamed. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meee!”
He did. His hips shot down into her greedy asshole with renewed strength. The friction burned away at her guts until she wasn’t able to withstand it any longer. The orgasm seized her and shook her like a terrier with a rat. Her entire world shattered, only to come back together slowly.
The doctor dropped off the table, his cock still fully erect. She looked at him, having trouble focusing her lust-glazed eyes. It didn’t seem possible that he hadn’t come.
Yet he was standing there, his shit covered cock still firm and straight. She sighed and felt the sweat beginning to dry on her face and body. Not for the first time, she wished she’d never seen Marvin McPhearson. The way he stood, prick dancing around in front of his groin, told her more pain and degradation was in store for her.
She was right.
CHAPTER EIGHT
“Wh-what are you going to do to me now?” the nurse asked. She was barely able to stand the pain shuddering through her. The way she was tied up made her feel the full weight of her body on her knees. No matter how she turned or twisted, she couldn’t escape the agonizing pain.
“Whatever I want, of course. You’re mine to do with as I see fit. After all, you’re the one who was fooling around with an underage kid. Christ, just think of the scandal! I can see the headlines now.”
“You’re doing all this to me because you enjoy it.”
“Naturally, I enjoy it. I wouldn’t do it otherwise. And I suspect you enjoy getting that lily white ass of yours fucked, too. Didn’t you? Didn’t you, damn it!”
He landed a hand across her ass. The resounding smack echoed in the small room. The nurse felt every single one of his fingers raising an ugly red welt on her behind. But in spite of the pain it gave her, it also made her feel a bit hornier than before.
She couldn’t understand what Dr. McPhearson was doing to her head. He was playing mind games that she was unable to figure out. She was responding to him in spite of hating his guts. If he burned in hell forever, it wouldn’t be long enough to satisfy her hatred.
Yet being trussed up like a Christmas goose sent thrills of delight into her guts. She felt her heart quickening just thinking about how helpless she was. It was as if she needed to be tied and abused.
That made her a masochist. She actually got off on this in a big way. The degradation and utter humiliation that went along with it were added bonuses for her. They gave her a feeling of total dependency on this man.
It made her into a complete woman.
She almost cried when she realized what her body told her about her sexual preferences. Getting roped and tied down gave her a bigger share of enjoyment than any other way she’d ever fucked.
She loved it!
It was too much to bear. She begged Dr. McPhearson, “Let me go. You’ve had your kicks. Don’t leave me tied up like this.”
He stroked his hands all over her body, she felt herself beginning to respond to his caresses and it horrified her. She might go on being his prisoner forever! If he could get her hot and horny just by touching her, there was no end to what he could force her to do.
“I like that skin of yours. No scars, no imperfections. Hell, you don’t even have any moles worth mentioning. Except, maybe, for this one on your left tit.”
His fingernail outlined it. She felt the hardness of his nail and cringed away. She didn’t want him even touching her. She was scared of the way she might react.
“You actually like this, don’t you?”
“No!” she denied loudly.
“Hell if you don’t! I never saw anything like it. Tie her up to punish her for fucking a kid and she enjoys it! Fuck her and she wants more. Give her all the cock she can take up her asshole and still she’s hornier than a bitch in heat.”
“It’s not like that at all. You don’t know!”
He didn’t know how it was inside her head. She didn’t know, herself. Everything was so confused! If only he would leave her alone and give her the time, to work it all out.
She didn’t think he was going to do that.
“I don’t like the way you’re all the time looking down into the table. I can think of better places for that pretty mouth of yours. Like around my prick. Would you like to suck on my cock?”
She gasped. His prick was still hard as a steel spike, but it was covere
d with her own skit. In places it seemed to have caked. To suck on that would be disgusting!
He read her expression easily. Smiling an evil smile, he said, “I think I want to get my rocks off with you sucking on my cock. Think about it. You will get the chance to taste my cum. And other things!”
He laughed as he untied her legs and dropped her prone on the examining table. His hands ran under her hips as he hoisted her up and off the table. There was no move to release her hands from the adhesive used to bind her to the end of the table. She was still as much a prisoner as before.
On her knees, she found her face was level with his crotch and the huge boner strutting around. She loved cock, normally. Sucking on a man’s prick was the next best thing to getting it shoved fast and deep up her cunt. But to actually put this shitty prick into her mouth!
It made her sick thinking about it.
But what could she do? The man had a real hold over her. She could be sent up for years and years if he decided to testify against her for what she’d done with Jimmy. The boy had been eager for her mouth, her tits. But, the courts wouldn’t think about that. All they’d be interested in was the fact she’d gotten him hard, had sucked him off, had involved jail bait in tit-fucking.
She was having a difficult time deciding which would be worse. Letting Dr. McPhearson go on and testify against her and not knuckling under to his blackmail or sucking his shit-caked prick.
“Go on, bitch. Suck on my cock,” he told her. “And be quick about it. I don’t have all day, you know. I want to feel that mouth of yours now!”
She hesitated. The cock or prison? His hands lacing through her brown hair pulled her head to his groin. Then she finally decided. The cock was the lesser of two evils.
But she would find some way of getting even with Dr. McPhearson. Maybe not today or even tomorrow, but one day she’d even the score with this blackmailer.
Her lips seemed to ripple at the thought of sucking on his prick. He laughed at her, then pulled her head down even farther so that her lips were pressed against the inside of his thigh. He used her hair to clean off his prick before letting her head up.
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