I have to tell you a story of what happened to me about three nights ago,
an event that will change my life for ever. First of all, I'm 26, 5'2, blond,
and good looking. My measurements are 36-23-35, and I workout everyday to keep
my figure. Men have always told me how much they like my body, and I have no
trouble attracting them. I love sex, and love to have it frequently. In high
school, I fucked about half my class, and dozens of others in others grades, and
a couple of teachers too. After high school, I went to collage and got my degree
in nursing. It was a lot of work, but it paid off and I did well. I didn't have
a lot of time for men then, and my sexual appetite reduced. I still love sex,
but now I go for quality, not quantity. After collage, I worked as a nurse in a
hospital for a while before landing my present job at a medical clinic. The
hours are better, no late night duty, the work's not as heavy or demanding, and
the pay is good. This is where I met Lee, the man who has rearranged my thoughts
about sex. Lee started here about a month ago. He's a doctor, about 29, over 6
feet tall, dark hair, and very handsome. He's everything a girl could want,
smart, funny, and a real hunk. Anyway, we both work what they call the late
shift, from one to ten, when the clinic closes. Sometimes, things get hairy, but
not often. Past nine o'clock, the place usually gets pretty dead. If they have a
runny nose, or their back hurts, they wait till morning. As a result, there
aren't to many people working past eight. About a week ago, we were alone at
closing time. The other doctor left early, and the senior nurse asked if I would
help Lee close up. Of course, I excepted. Who wouldn't want to be alone with a
handsome doctor. Sure enough, after we had locked the doors and shut the place
down, Lee started making passes and flirting. I responded enthusiastically. He
wrapped his arms around me and kissed me so passionately, my knees almost went
out. I was a goner. Within ten minutes, we were naked on an examination table
doing a 69, with me on top. His cock was just like the rest of him, tall, strong
and handsome. I hungrily sucked on it as he licked my clit. In about five
minutes, I felt myself about to come and started to squirm my ass around and
moan. He knew it and really went to work on me. I came really hard, almost
screaming while I still pumped on him. When I finished my climax, I moved off of
him and continued to work on his cock. He laid back and moaned as my lips move
up and down his hard shaft. It only took a couple more minutes before he told me
he was about to shoot, and did just that. His come tasted so sweat, I had to
swallow every drop. He came so much, I didn't think I could take it all, but I
did. After he stopped shooting, he pulled me up to him and rolled me onto my
back. He then started to kiss me all over, paying extra attention to my nipples.
Within a few minutes, I was excited again and he was hard. He slipped his dick
into my wet crotch and started to slowly fuck me. His stokes were slow and
smooth. I found myself floating on a cloud. With each forward motion, my head
spun around. With the passing moments, he moved faster and faster until he was
pumping me like a wild animal. I wrapped my legs around her waist, and his
manhood penetrated me even deeper. Again I was about to come. I thrashed under
him, moaning like a baby. He too, was about to come. Our moans mixed together,
echoing through the clinic, as I felt his hot jism shoot inside me as I released
my own climax. It was wonderful, coming together like that. He rested on top of
me for a few minutes, passionately kissing me. We then decided to get dressed.
We didn't need for someone to come back, or a client drop in on us. We turned
off the lights and went to our separate homes. That night, I had wild, exciting
dreams about Lee. I came in my sleep. The next night, we couldn't get the chance
to do it again. The clinic was busy, and the other doctor locked up. But the
following night, we again had the chance, but during office hours. We snuck into
a empty office, and grabbed a quickly on a desk. It was exciting, and very
sneaky, but not as fantastic as the first night. It was almost a week later
before we could chance anything again. The other doctor told Lee he would have
to lock up the next night. Getting the other nurse out early was easy enough,
since she like to leave early anyway. So we planned to have another encounter
the next night, if all went well. I went home and thought about how I could do
something for him special. I didn't have to think long. Some exciting undies
would well make it a night to remember. I picked out my outfit, and went to bed.
I wanted to be well rested for a long night tomorrow. The next day I got ready
for work and put on my lingerie. It was a matching set of white lace bra,
panties, garter belt and sheer white stockings. When I put on my uniform, you
couldn't tell anything was amiss, except if I sat down and let my hem ride up my
leg. I packed a few things in a duffel bag, put on my little nurses hat, and
went to work. Lee was there, and I could tell he was thinking about later. I was
getting wet thinking about it myself. It was hard to work so close with him and
not erotically touch him. Finally, Ten o'clock came around. When everybody had
left, I slipped into the back room, and traded my sneakers for four inch white
high heels. Somehow, sneakers didn't go with garter belts. I looked in a mirror
at myself. Normally, nurses walk around to much to ware heels. I looked like I
was about to step into a porno movie about a horny hospital. But I didn't care,
I was horny, and felt very sexy. Well, I went back into the clinic and met Lee
there. He had shut off most of the lights, and locked the doors. We were
completely alone. When I walked in, his eyes almost popped out of his head. I
stood in the doorway, giving him a very sexy pose, and asked him if he liked
what he saw. He eyed me up and down for a moment, then told me yes. I told him
that tonight was his night, and I was his to do what he wanted with. That I was
his to control. He looked at me slightly crossed, then asked if that I was sure
that I wanted him to control me. I said yes. I didn't quite know what he meant
at that moment, but I soon found out. His attitude changed a bit, more
authoritative. He told me to come over and sit down on a stool. We use them in
the examination rooms for the doctors or family to sit on. I did as he asked,
crossing one leg over the other, showing the tops of my stocking from under the
hem of the uniform. He then pulled out a black doctors bag and set it on the
bed. He asked if I was ready to be controlled and dominated. I said yes, but
wondered if I had said the right thing. He opened the bag, reached in, and
pulled out a bundle of white rope. I almost went into shock when I was it. I
just sat there and watch him go to work. For a moment, I couldn't move or think.
That was all he needed, for in a flash, my hands were tied behind my back, my
ankles were tied together and tied to the foot bar on the stool. I finally came
to my senses and said I didn't know if this was right. He reminded me that, by
my own words, he was in control, and that I was to do as he said. He wound rope
around my knees and tied the ends tight. Another rope was wound tightly around
my chest and arms, keeping them from moving. He stepped over to a drawer and
pulled out a pad and roll of surgical tape. I struggled in my ropes, trying to
free myself. But he knew what he was doing, for all the ropes were too tight. He
came back over to me. I said to him that this wasn't what I had in mind, and
that he should release me so I could show him. He chuckled and said that this is
what he wanted, and that soon I would learn to enjoy it too. He said that slaves
were meant to be seen and admired, not heard. He then shoved the pad into my
mouth. Before I could spit it out, he placed a long strip of the wide tape over
my lips. Two more strips help cover and keep it in there. He sat down in a chair
and watched me struggle in my ropes. At first, I was mad at the bastard. How
dare he tie me up and gag me, especially since I did all of this for him. But as
the moments went on, I noticed the huge lump in his pants, and how turned on it
was making him. Before I knew it, I was getting hot between my legs, just
waiting for what he was going to do next. He then began to talk to me, telling
me why we were doing this. He told me that for years he has a recurring fantasy.
Ever since med school, he has wanted to placed a beautiful nurse in bondage, and
do what he wanted to with her for hours, even days. To drive her wild with
passion and lust, giving her orgasm after orgasm, then to use her for his own
pleasure. Tonight, I would help him fulfill that fantasy. He then sat in
silence, watching me wither in my bonds. His plan was working on me. After
several minutes, he untied my ankles and legs, and led me over to a recovery
bed. He untied the rope around my arms and my hands tied, but kept my gag in
place. He then unzipped my uniform, and let it slide down my body. I wanted to
throw my arms around him and screw him on the spot. But I stood at attention as
he walked around me looking over my lingerie covered body. He then ordered me to
kneel in the center of the bed. I did as he said. He then pulled my arms through
a pull-up bar. A pull-up bar is a metal triangle that hangs over a bed so
patients can pull themselves up to a sitting position. With my arms through the
triangle up to my shoulders, he tied my wrists together and tied rope around my
elbows, pulling them close together. He then made me spread my knees apart, but
crossed my legs at the ankles. He tied my ankles together tightly, crisscrossing
the rope around them and my heels. He then tied my knees to the bed rails to
keep them held wide apart. Thus, I became very immobile, and slightly
uncomfortable, but plenty open and available for whatever he wanted to do. He
removed the tape from my mouth and pulled the pad out. Before I could say a
word, he again gagged me by shoving a knotted cloth between my lips and tying
the ends behind my head. I again had to struggle in my ropes in silence. I found
myself getting more and more excited. I could feel myself getting hotter and
wetter by the moment. He could do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted, and I
couldn't do a thing about it. I knew that sooner or later, he would have his
pleasure on me and fuck my brains out. The anticipation of when it would happen
just made me more excited. He was right, I was learning to enjoy it. I fact, I
was loving it. For several minutes, he again watch me struggle. I couldn't move
much, and I could only grunt and moan through my gag. He was getting really
turned now, for the lump in his pants was growing even bigger. He then came over
to me and slowly caressed my body all over. His hands were wonderful, sending
chills throughout my body. Then, with a flick of his fingers, he unhitched the
hook on the front of my bra and slowly pulled it behind me. My nipples were
standing at attention, excited from arousment. He played with my tits for
sometime, holding, caressing, squeezing and pinching them. Now I was really
turned on, and wanted to come so bad. He then slowly untied my body, but again
kept my mouth gagged. My arms were aching a bit, but it didn't matter. My crotch
was wet, and I was hot. He took me over to an examination table, and made my lay
on my back. The head was elevated slightly, and there was a pillow for my head.
He looped a long length of rope under the table, then, with my hands at my
sides, he looped the cord around my wrists, then wrapped the rope over my body.
The rope went around me and the table three times before being tied off. Each
time it went around, my wrists were looped and knotted. He slowly reached up and
pulled my soaked panties down my legs. He sniffed them for a minute, and waved
them under my nose. Lee then pull the metal leg stirrups we use for examining
maternity patients out from the table. He placed my feet into them, my heels
through the openings, and tied my ankles to them. The end result was my body was
naked except of garter belt, stockings, heels and my nurses hat. My wrists were
tied down and retained out of the way, my body was held down on the table, my
legs were up in the air and spread apart, and my cunt was wide open. A really
neat job. I wondered how long he had been thinking this one up. Lee pulled
something out of his bag, then came up to me, holding a wide black strap in his
hand. He showed it to me. It had a small flesh colored thing on the one side
that looked like a mans penis. I wasn't sure what is was, but I soon found out.
He told me it was a penis gag as he pulled the cloth gag from my mouth, shoved
the penis between my lips, and strapped the thing behind my head. It felt like a
penis, and I immediately started to suck on it like it was a hard cock between
my lips, about to come. What he did then really surprised me. He went and put on
a surgical gown and mask, and a pair of rubber gloves. At first, I thought he
was going to operate on me or something. But then I realized, I was about to get
the most erotic examination of my life. He started with a thermometer. Instead
of my mouth, he put it in my wet pussy. He held it there, while slowly playing
with my pubic hair. He played it strait, while he was getting me really hot in
the process. After my temperature was taken, he next proceeded to give me a
breast exam, listen to my heart beat (which was going a mile a minute), them my
pussy, which he said was calling for relief. Then finally he decided to probe
me. First, he shoved one then two fingers up into my cunt, moving them around
and fucking me with them. I started moaning like a baby, squirming around as
much as I could. He then greases up a finger, and shoved it up my ass. I felt so
wild, especially when he then played with my clit at the same time. I came
within a minute, screaming like I was dying. My muffled scream seemed to please
him, for he said he had found the problem. When I had finished, he pulled off
the gloves. He then raised the head of the table, so I was sitting at a 45
degree angle. He played with my tits for a minute, getting me excited and horny
all over again. I continued to suck on the plastic cock, wishing it were Lee's
real dick between my lips. Again he probed my clit with his fingers, to find the
right spot he said. He then moved down between my legs, pulled his mask down and
dove in to eat out my pussy. He started out fast, getting me going. His tongue
flicked over my clit and plunged deep into me. He sucked on my clit, and lapped
up my juices. Then, just when I was about to come again, he slowed down, knowing
just how far to push me until I couldn't hold back. After a minute, he sped up
again, getting me back to a climax level and holding me there. Again and again
he did this. I thought I was going to die. I moaned and groaned, and the sweat
poured from my body. But he just kept doing it. At last, he took pity on me,
attacked my swollen clit and brought me off. After having it deprived for so
long, I exploded into the most intense orgasm I ever had in my life. I kept
coming and coming, while Lee just kept lapping me up. When I was finally done,
and I thought I could take no more, he stopped and let the head of the table
down, then pull the penis gag from my mouth. I laid there for a few minutes,
breathing very heavy. He let me rest before we moved on to the final act of his
fantasy. Lee untied me from the table and led me back to the recovery bed.
There, I laid flat on my back as he went to work. He pulled the bed rails up
into the locked position. He then tied my right wrist to the bottom rail with
rope. My left wrist was tied on the opposite rail. He tied a rope around my
waist, then the ends were tied to the rails, to keep me from moving very much. I
figured he would do the same with my legs as with my arms, but he added a twist.
My legs were spread and my feet were fed between the bars of the rail so that
they were tied to the top rail on the outside of the bed. Thus my legs were up
again, but spread wider that they would be on the inside of the bed. Then the
gag, but with a twist again. He placed a wadded cloth into my mouth. Then, over
my mouth, he placed a oxygen mask and taped it in place. The tank just had air
in it, which he opened the valve of the tank just a crack, so I had a fresh
supply of air to breath. The wadded cloth was the real gag, the mask just helped
to hold it there, plus add a different look. He then turned off all the lights
in the office. He then turned on the examination light that was hovering over
me. I cast a single beam of light onto my naked and trussed body. I
couldn't see a thing outside the shaft of light, while the light didn't leave a
single area of me uncovered. I couldn't see him, but I knew he was standing
there, watching me squirm in my bounds. I was driving me nuts, for I knew that
sooner or later, he would plunge his hard shaft deep into my wanting cunt. I
wanted him, like I never wanted anyone before. My moans and groans pleaded with
him, and my squirming body called out to him. But he still didn't show himself.
Just when I couldn't stand it anymore, he appeared in the light, stripped naked,
with his hard manhood standing before him. I looked it was bigger that the other
times, and it seemed to be pulsating with power. He said not a word, but climbed
on the bed, positioned himself over me, and rammed his cock deep into my box. I
gasped as he slammed it in, then moaned with each hard, fast, deep stroke he
plunged into me. He worked like a machine, each stroke was just as hard and deep
as the last, with a perfect sexual rhythm. He pump like crazy, slamming his hips
against mine. I built to a climax, hoping he would explode at the same time. I
came hard, moaning loudly into the mask, and my whole body tensing up with the
thrill of my orgasm. Every part of me tingled, from my bound hands to my roped
feet, especially my well stuffed cunt. It was even better than before. Lee
didn't miss a beat. He just continued to ram into me, his hard shaft filling me
with each stroke. He continued for a few more minute before I knew he was about
to shoot. He made a soft moan, closed his eyes, and gave one final thrust into
me, forcing himself in as deep as he could. His hot come shot into me, filling
me up with his sweat jism. He pumped gallons, and just kept coming and coming.
At last, his balls were drained and he slid out of me. He left the shaft of
light on me for a few minutes while recovered. He then returned and untied my
drained body from the bed, and removed the mask from my face. He asked me if I
enjoyed his fantasy as much as he did. I truly did, and told him so. To show how
much, I pushed him down on the bed, opened his pants, pulled out his cock, and
started to suck him off. The penis gag had made me want his cock in my mouth all
night. He was hard instantly, and with ten minutes, he was shooting another load
of jism down my throat. I was allowed to dress again. We talked for a few
minutes, and I told him how exciting the night had been. I asked him where he
had gotten the ideas for all the position from. He smiled and pulled out a
magazine. It was filled with woman, tied in various positions in different
settings. One set showed two girls tied up on a hospital bed with lots of rope.
One of them was kneeling on a the bed with her arms through a pull-up bar, just
like I had. Another set of pictures showed a high heeled clad nurse tied to a
hospital bed, with a mask taped to her face. The only difference between me and
her was that she was still wearing her uniform, but her chest was exposed.
Another scene showed her tied topless to a examination table, with her feet in
the stirrups, like I was. Too bad Lee didn't have a camera and take picture of
me. I would have like to see how I would have compared. As I looked through the
magazine, there were other photos that were just as exciting. One girl was tied
spread eagle to a bed, with ropes on her waist, chest and legs to keep her from
moving. The caption said she didn't know why they tied her down, but she was
glad that there were three men there, because it took all three of them to
satisfy her. Another set showed two topless girls tied up, one on a wooden
wheel, another hanging by her feet. I must admit, it turn me on to think that
Lee might have other ideas, or would like to try out a few of the one pictured
here. I wanted to find out more, and try all sorts of things. But the night was
getting late, and we figured we better leave. We kissed passionately, and he
gave me a length of rope to remember the night by. I drove home a tired, but a
satisfied and curious woman. The next day, Lee and I met before work to talk
about the prior night. We talked for about an hour. I told him how much I
enjoyed the night before, and that I was curious to explore more about bondage.
He told me that he really enjoyed the night before, and wanted to show me
things, and try thing with me. He then suggested that we spend the weekend
together at his place. For the entire weekend, I would be in bondage. He could
do whatever he wanted, however he wanted, whenever he wanted. He promised not to
hurt me, nor do anything I didn't want to. I quickly accepted the offer, but
made a condition that I would do it so long as he would also take some pictures
of me while I was tied up. I was really interested in seeing myself all tied up
and immobile. Lee agreed, saying he had a instant camera and a video camera too,
to get all the action on tape. Well, that's my story. Today is Friday. I have a
bag all packed and ready to go, but there's not much in it. Only a toothbrush,
makeup, hair items, and lots of lingerie and high heels. Lee likes it when women
ware those kind of things. Of course, I'll be wearing my nurse's uniform too.
So, I'm going to appeal to his desires. A whole weekend in bondage, at the hands
of a handsome master. I can't wait. Should make for another interesting story.
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