running out and onto the table.
'Don't do this to me!'
'Why the fuck not? I can barely keep from creaming all over myself just looking at that gooey cunt of yours. Hot, God!'
She cringed when he shoved his hand over her snatch. A finger shot out and into her cunt. She should have enjoyed this. She didn't.
'Damned if your cunt isn't tight around my finger. My Goddamn fucking finger!'
He began wiggling his finger inside her twat. She felt it sliding all over her well-juiced pussy walls. He spread out each and every fold of her twat, then began working his finger back and forth in a mock fucking.
In spite of herself, she felt the ages old sexual tension building up inside her body. She wanted him. She wanted his cock fucking her. No matter that he had tied her up, no matter that he would be raping her. She wanted his cock!
She wanted it badly!
'Please, ooooh, stick it in! Go on and do it!'
'So you're changing your mind now, are you? I figured you would when you got the picture. Can't refuse a big cock, huh?'
He knelt on the table between her legs. Taking hold of his prick, he wiggled it for her to see. The ugly red cock was stiffening even more. It was like a thick steel rod. And the plum tip was pulsing with lust. She shuddered thinking how that would feel fucking all the way up her cunt.
The circulation in her hands was cut off by the tight strands of adhesive tape he'd used to tie her. The tiny needles jabbing into her skin made her feel cold, alone. And having her legs pulled up and apart like they were to expose her cunt to his obscene advances was almost too much to bear.
Yet she thought it was kind of kinky being tied up like this. Why couldn't it have been Dan instead of this beast?
'Lick your lips, baby. That tells me you really want a taste of my cock.'
In spite of herself, she licked her lips. And it wasn't a quick swipe, either. It was a slow, sensuous trip around her ruby red lips with just the pointy tip of her tongue.
She gasped as his weight collapsed on top of her. She couldn't escape him to take the pressure off her hip joints. The man snuggled close to her, then clamped his lips on her tits. He began noisily sucking and licking all over her snowy white tits.
The cones of titflesh shivered and danced around like blobs of jello on a plate. He started at the base of one and slowly spiraled up until he came to the cherry red nipple, on top. Sucking it into his mouth, he rolled it around like a small marble.
She felt the tremors stabbing down deep into her chest. The man was setting her hot and she didn't want him to fuck her. Still, her body betrayed her. The air she was breathing felt like it was superheated. It seared her lungs. Her tits heaved up and down.
This made the man think she wanted to be fucked. He worked his hips in under her bare ass and then touched the head of his cock to her pussy lips. She shivered again and it wasn't from the cold.
'Like it, don't you? You want my cock so bad you can't put it into words. I'm, gonna be good and give it to you all at once. Here it comes!'
He heaved forward. His cock raced up her tight, juicy cunt. It spread her velvety folds of cunt flesh apart as it speared deep into her belly. She gasped and almost fainted. She thought it was only in the historical romances where the heroine fainted from being fucked. She knew how wrong that was.
The doctor's sudden entry up her tight cunt had almost made her pass out. But in spite of the humiliation of being tied up and then fucked, his cock felt good inside her cunt.
She tried to deny it and couldn't. That prick was warming her guts. It made her feel good. It was thick and hot and dancing around with lust. Lust for her. She couldn't forget that. The man was hot for her. And that prick was huge.
She hadn't thought it would fit up her cunt. It did. She expanded to take every single inch of it. Not only was the man long, he was thick. The girth of his cock was enough to make her think someone had shoved their entire fist up her cunt.
He was hung. There was no denying that. And she should have gotten one hell of a charge out of being fucked by him. Still, she hated him. No matter how large his prick, she hated the man behind it.
'Really something, isn't it?' he said. 'You've had a taste of it. Now I'll really give it to you!'
He pulled out of her cunt with an obscene squishing noise. She sucked in her breath and held it. The vacuum formed as he pulled out of her juicy cunt was almost more than she could bear.
When he left only the thick nosecone of his prick inside her, she knew he was tensing up for another push up her cunt. He entered her like a runaway freight train. The force with which he smashed into her crotch took her breath away.
The flames of her desire spread throughout her belly. She was ablaze with lust. She wanted more of that prick. It was tormenting her. No matter he had tied her up. That made it kinky, different, more exciting.
She wanted his prick.
'Fuck me, ooooh, it's so biiig!'
'You like it, don't you, you stupid cunt! I'll give it to you but good!'
He began fucking her with long, hard, deep strokes. She felt the flesh up and down her cunt begin to sear with the friction of the fucking. The impact of their bodies grinding together jarred her teeth. As he moved his crotch against hers, she let the syrupy warmth of the fucking flow over her brain.
Dazed, confused, she let the fucking carry her away to a better world. She was getting all the cock she could take. It was filling her cunt to overflowing. The way she felt was the same as when any other man fucked her.
What was so bad about this?
She couldn't remember. All she knew was that she was being pulled apart by his thick prick. He was trying to rip her apart all the way to the chin with each stroke and she loved it!
She wanted more!
The smacking noise of their fucking filled the room. She began to moan, to utter incoherent words. The pressures built up inside her. The prick was drilling hard all the way up her juicy cunt.
Then she came. The entire room seemed to spin around her. She tried to gab the sides of the table and brace herself. Her bound hands prevented it. She tried to kick and squirm and thrash around on the table. The way her legs were tied up kept her from doing it.
CHAPTER SEVEN
He looked down at her bound form, licking his lips in anticipation. The doctor was like a kid on Christmas morning. He didn't know what to do next. The luscious package was spread out before him. He could do anything he wanted.
What would it be?
He ran his hands over her quivering body. The feel of her reacting so strongly to him made him laugh out loud.
'What's the matter, you little cock teaser? Don't you like it now that I'm the one calling the shots?'
'You're a real bastard,' she said. 'It doesn't take much for me to hate you.'
He laughed harshly. 'You should talk. Who was it that seduced that poor little boy? Jimmy's been sick. He's not responsible for his actions. And when a nurse tells him it's all part of a medical exam, he'll believe her.'
'You don't know what went on.'
'I can guess. You made love to a fifteen-year-old boy to satisfy your own horny lusts. You seduced him. He's a minor. He doesn't know what's good for him and what's not.'
'Are you any better? Blackmailing me into this?'
'Blackmail? I don't know what you're talking about. This is a little conference on, shall we say, new
