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Nurse Bondage (Mf, bdsm)
by Anonymous Author

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    I have to tell you a story of what happened to me about three
nights ago, an event that will change my life forever.
    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
other grades, and a couple of teachers too.
    After high school, I went to college 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 hungerily 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 fullfil 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 termomitor.  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
eery 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
waring 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 agreeded,
saying he had a instant camera and a vidio 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 waring 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
for it to happen!

