'But, but, master! I beg you!' She was breathing hard now. This was better than she'd expected. He was giving her the sex she wanted, sure. She could see the big bulge of his cock straining against his pants. But he was also giving her the extra thrill of being forced into a subservient role.
If she was lucky, he might even tie her up!
'You make me sick. All the time, sex, sex, sex! You're a fuck-addict. And I'll show you how to cure an addiction like that!'
'How? With that lovely, big cock of yours!' she suggested.
'This?' he said, pulling his prick out and holding it in his hand. 'You mean you want this? Hell, it's only yours when I want to give it to you and not a Goddamn instant before!'
He jerked her uniform totally off her, leaving her clad only in panties, garter belt and stockings. She lifted her hips off the floor and hastily wiggled out of her cotton panties while the man was shucking his useless pants. She didn't want anything getting in the way when he drove into her soft, wet, hot cunt with that ugly red fuck stick.
'Those stockings!' he bellowed. 'I hate them!' His fingernails scraped her legs as he ripped the one on her slim left leg off. He yanked it down over the smooth, firm flesh of her thigh and across the tapering calf. Then he looked at it, smiling a little.
With a movement faster than she could follow, he had her rolled over, onto her back and had snared her wrists. He tied her hands together with her very own stocking. And while she was face down on the rug, fumbling hands grabbed her ankles and lifted her off the ground.
Bound as she was, she had to turn her head to one side. She couldn't see what was happening, not very well. But she could feel. He was pressing her weight down onto her tits. She could feel them pulsing, throbbing, begging to be sucked and fondled.
That wasn't going to happen. Not the way she was tied up. And he was moving between the vee of her legs. Holding her like an upside-down wheelbarrow, he moved toward her crotch.
She felt her pulse race. He was going to fuck her in this position! Never had she felt more helpless, more dependent on a man. He could literally do anything he wanted to her and she would be unable to protest.
As his cock drove into her cunt, she gasped. Somehow, being tied with her stocking as she was made it all the more thrilling to her. The cock wasn't merely a hot, throbbingly virile cock. It was as if every man in the world was having a chance at fucking her. All that joy was rolled up into the prick surging up into her cunt now.
He bounced her up and down using his hips. Then he rocked her to and fro as if lifting a wheelbarrow. She was powerless to escape. The man's prick filled her steamy hot, juicy cunt to overflowing. Her hands were tied and he was driving her face-down into the floor. She couldn't even kick out and try to escape. His hands held her legs too firmly.
'How can you do this to me?' she sobbed, tears of joy running down her face. She had to protest.
She had to play the game. Only in that way could the nurse get the full benefit of this fucking.
'I do what I wish. Silence, you dumb cunt!'
He grunted harshly and his cock began sailing deeper into her twat. She had never been fucked this way before. His cock was stroking across virtually untried cunt walls. He was burning her up with friction of his cock against nerve endings she hadn't believed to exist.
It was the best fucking she'd ever gotten.
Her body began to quiver as the sexual tensions in her belly grew. She felt as if she would explode from the pent up desires. Every time he fucked into her cunt, he twisted and turned and made her come even more alive.
It was a huge orgasm. It made her feel more like a complete woman than anything ever had before.
As she came down from her fuck-high, she knew he was going to send her blasting off into orbit again. His cock was relentless. He was pistoning into her cunt with the force of a machine.
He hesitated a little at the end of every stroke, his cock bouncing and hammering as it lay buried all the way up her twat. She could squeeze down and feel the contours of it. The thick, broad head was pulsing with life. The sides of the meaty shaft were lined with veins, all throbbing to a song of lust. Lust for her, and only her!
She gasped as his balls wetly slapped against her. Her crotch was drenched with her fuck fluids. Her cunt was oozing out more of the thick oils than she really needed to lubricate her pussy walls.
As he pulled out of her, she sobbed and cried and begged. He had to stay in her! Without that long, hot cock to fill her, she'd go insane!
When only the purpled head of his prick spread her pinkly scalloped inner pussy lips, he said, 'Ready for the real fucking now, bitch? You're going to smoke, I'm going to fuck you so fast and hard!'
She never knew if her flesh slid smoke or not. He gave her one come after another. She went off like a machine gun firing. Her senses reeled and she wasn't able to focus her eyes. They were too glazed with her lust from the fucking she was receiving.
The hot fountain of his jizz spurting into her cunt set her off again. She knew he was slamming hard and fast into her crotch. His cock was burrowing deep into her softly yielding pussy as he fucked her.
Then it was all over. She felt his cock going flaccid inside her twat. It was an odd feeling. That steely hard cock slowly lost its rigidity. The limp prick slithered out of her cunt amid a flow of her cunt juice and his jism.
'That good enough?' he asked, dropping her knees to the carpet.
She rolled over onto her side and looked at him, love in her eyes. He knew what she wanted, what she needed. Not just fucking any more. She'd gone beyond that. She needed to know a man cared for her, was able to be a man to her.
Only a real MAN could pleasure her now.
Dan was showing he was that man by tying her up and then fucking her with so much power, so much skill. Her cunt ached where he had split her apart with his cock. She was aware of the dull throb from deep inside. He had built up so much friction with his fucking, she didn't know if the dancing fires of lust would ever completely die out again.
'No, that's not all I want,' she said.
Carefully, with great difficulty since her hands were still firmly bound with her stocking, she managed to get to her knees. Edging forward, she came face-into-crotch to the man. His dangling prick was inches from her mouth.
'Would my master want me to suck on his prick?'
Her voice was so eager, the doctor couldn't turn her down.
'Suck!' he commanded.
She sucked. The taste of his jism and her own cunt juice was heady. She licked and kissed and sucked until he had another hard-on.
And then he fucked her again, this time tying her ankles to the legs of a chair to make certain her cunt was always widely exposed.
She lost count of the times she came. As she bent over the chair, hands tied behind her back and her legs securely fastened to the chair, Nancy knew that she'd never leave Dan. He was what she'd been searching for and never finding.
He was a man who was bound to succeed in this world. And she loved him for it.
