completely she was at his mercy. He had only to command and she would have to do. If she didn't do exactly what he wanted as fast as he desired?
A shiver raced up her spine at the thought. She was a prisoner. A sex prisoner. And he was going to do whatever he wanted to her.
If he wanted to fuck her up the ass, he could. He could butt-fuck her until she collapsed and there was nothing she could do about it. With the gauze gag in her mouth, she couldn't even cry out in rage.
Or if he was really mad at her, he could beat, her. There was still his wide leather belt hanging in the loops of his trousers. If he pulled that out and began laying it across her snowy white ass, he could raise welts that would take weeks and weeks to go away. He would leave her bruised and aching.
And helpless.
Her mind kept coming back to her position on the floor, how she was bound and gagged and unable to prevent the man from doing anything he wanted to her.
She loved it. The uncertainty, the masterfulness of the man. He was in command. There was no question in her mind about that. He was the dominant one, she the submissive one.
Her cunt began to flow like a river. She was hot for him to do something anything to her.
'So you like this little charade, do you? You wanton whore! You open up for anything with a cock, don't you? I'll bet you fuck dogs. How's it feel to have a slimy dog's prick shoved up here?'
He jammed two fingers all the way up her cunt. The sudden intrusion made her come close to passing out. She hadn't realized how keyed up she was.
'Or maybe you're one of those farm girls? Do you let pigs fuck you or do you go for the bigger animals. Maybe a donkey or a horse. Fucked by a horse, by God! That's disgusting.'
She was quivering in anticipation now. She was having trouble breathing all bent over as she was. But it was exciting. She could feel her cunt beginning to chum. It needed attention, it needed it badly. And the only cure for her inner needs was cock. Lots of cock, driven hard and fast, fucking her brains out.
And she needed it now!
But with the gag in her mouth, she couldn't tell the man. All she could do was wiggle her ass at him and hope he responded.
'Look at it wiggling around. Isn't that a sight? Completely wanton. I talk about having animals fuck her and she gets hot for cock. Damned if I shouldn't just leave you.'
She felt a moment's panic. He couldn't do that! She needed him!
The terror communicated to the man. He laughed at her. 'So you decided a man's prick was the thing for you, after all? Okay. I'll let you have a taste of my cock. I'll show you what a real man is like!'
He dropped to his knees behind her. Hands reached between her legs and spread her legs wide. Her cunt was exposed to his gaze. Never had she felt more vulnerable. Whatever he wanted, she had to do.
There could be no turning back from this once it started. Not with her hands tied up the way they were. And she couldn't talk him out of fucking her. The gag in her mouth was too firm.
She groaned as he drove his cock directly into her twat. There was no probing, no tentative explorations. He was a man. He knew exactly where a prick belonged and stuck it there. His cock was all the way up her cunt.
And she came.
The long, wracking shudder rippled through her body. She hadn't realized how close to coming she'd been. The entry of the prick into her pussy had released all the pent up emotions in her belly.
She'd felt the purpled, acorn-huge head of his cock smash past her delicate pussy lips, then rocket all the way up her cunt. He stretched out the softly yielding folds of her pussy and strained them to the breaking point.
He wasn't big, he was BIG!
And she felt him moving inside her cunt. She tried to squeeze down on his cock and found she couldn't do it. He had her pulled to the limits of her body's endurance.
He began fucking back and forth with short, quick strokes. These were designed to push her over the edge of climax again. And they did. The friction from his fucking burned at her guts like a forest fire. The sleeping embers of her lust had flared and blazed wildly when he drove his hard spike of prick back all the way up into her cunt.
The juices dribbled out around the plug of his prick. She was gasping, trying to breath around the gag. Sweat poured from her face. She couldn't reach out and wipe it away. Her bound hands kept her from doing that. But she had to admit being bound and gagged was worth the fucking she was receiving.
His cock was a living thing inside her twat. It pulsed and danced and pressed firmly against her inner tissues. She could feel his balls wetly slapping against her bush. Every time he fucked hard into her twat, his nuts would touch her clit.
The tiny spire of her clitoris was being given one hell of a lot of stimulation. The prickly hairs of his nut-sac sent thrills of joy into her body.
She began shoving her hips backwards to get more of his cock into her cunt. This was about the only way she could show how much she was getting off on his fucking. Tied and gagged as she was, she could not tell him or reach under her body and caress his balls.
She was helpless and being fucked hard and deep, loving every second of it!
'Ummmm, God, you're tight. Never thought you could crush down on me like that. Know I'm big around but you're so damned small!'
The tightness of her cunt hole didn't stop the man from slamming fast into it. His prick was burning up with friction. The pressure she was exerting on him was fantastic. He felt as if he'd be crushed to death at any instant. But he kept going. He had to fuck her for all he was worth. He'd never found such a beautiful, willing and completely wanton woman, before.
He gasped with pleasure as he corkscrewed his cock into her pussy. Who'd have thought a routine medical exam would turn into one of the best lays he'd ever found?
'Coming, I'm coming! Can't hold back any more. Oh, shiiit! It's so fuckin' gooooooood!'
His cock ruptured and pumped out spurt after hot spurt of his jism. She was already on fire from his fucking. When the man's jizz blasted into her greedy, clutching cunt, it sent her soaring back into orbit. Her orgasm this time was even larger than before.
It blew the top of her head off. When she finally managed to come back to her senses, the man was already limp.
Her cunt felt neglected.
He was saying, 'Never got off like that before. Like you drained me in one giant rush. Wow, that fucking was something else!'
He carefully cut the gauze bindings on her wrists and took out the gag. She was glad to be able to breath normally again. He handed her the discarded uniform and said, 'Sorry about your, uh, panties. I'll be glad to pay you for them.'
Nancy smiled. 'Don't worry about it. I think I've gotten pay enough in the last few minutes. It was super!'
And it had been, too.
Then why did she still feel so Goddamn horny?
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Nancy felt a little uneasy about getting back into her uniform. The crinkly starched material rubbed seductively against her ass. The woman's panties had been entirely destroyed when the man had ripped them off. The painful reminder of the red welt around her waist testified how powerful had been her undressing.
She self-consciously smoothed the skirt over the flare of her, behind. She tried to tell herself that only she knew she wasn't wearing any panties. Her garter belt seemed to be woven from flames. It burned into her flesh telling her all over again that this was it she had on no other covering for her hungry little snatch.
'Miss Martin?' called Dan. 'Tend to the patient in the therapy room. He is supposed to be getting twenty
