"What are you going to do to me? You… you're not going to put me in that?"
"But of course I am," he said quietly, with menace. "You see, I'm going to fasten you spread-eagle on the bed, one hand or foot at each corner being placed in this leather cuff. Then, with all the winches and pulleys and so forth, I will hoist you into the air. You'll still be spread-eagle, of course. There just won't be any bed under that sweet ass of yours. You'll be dangling in midair by only your wrists and ankles. It should be quite painful after the first ten minutes or so."
He grabbed her wrists and pulled her across the floor to the bed with the traction equipment. At one time, Peggy had thought it was neat working in a place with such modem equipment. Now she was wishing she was in some back ward country where a hypodermic needle was the most advanced equipment they could boast.
She found herself totally drained of the will to fight. No matter what she did, the bonds on her hands and feet kept her from effectively fighting back. She was almost resigned to take what the man dished out to her.
And, in a way she couldn't understand, she rather enjoyed the pain. The pain came in waves and gave her a contrast to the pleasures she normally felt when fucking.
Her dry cunt hole in the whirlpool had been like that. She had enjoyed the fucking, expected to love the feel of his prick driving deep into her deepest recess. But he had turned it all around and given her pain along with the pleasure.
She'd come because of it.
Now, he was using the sure movements of an accomplished surgeon to snap the tight leather cuffs around her ankles. With her hands still tied behind her back, fighting him off was impossible.
Then he snipped her hands free. She wanted to fight. There was no circulation in her hands. They were numb, limp. She was his prisoner. No matter how degrading he became, she would have to accept it. That was all she could do in the circumstances.
"There. All spread open wide for me. But you're still lying flat on the bed. Let me give this a few cranks and we'll remedy that."
She felt herself being pulled apart, quartered like some thief of three hundred years ago receiving brutal justice. Then she was hanging in midair, suspended by only her wrists and ankles.
At first, she thought she could take it. Then the weight of her body started putting intense pressure on her shoulders and hips. She was literally being pulled apart at the joints by the man's diabolical scheme.
"So pretty," he mumbled. He began stroking over her tensed, taut belly. Then he moved underneath her and stroked across her asscheeks. They, too, were tensed with the pain and agony of being suspended in midair like that.
"You bastard! It hurts!"
"Of course it does. That's the idea. But soon I'll teach you to enjoy the pain I give. You'll beg me for pain. Not for pleasure but for pain. Just wait and see."
"You give me nothing!"
"Oh, wrong. I'm going to give you my cock. Now. I'm going to stand between those slender, lovely legs of yours, right where your cunt gapes open now, and fuck the living hell out of you. And you'll enjoy that. As you feel the pain in other parts of your body, you'll enjoy that fucking."
The nurse felt panic. She knew that was exactly what would happen. Just seeing the doctor's huge erection had made her cunt begin to drool in lust again. She couldn't stop her traitorous body from reacting. Even the way he had fucked her in the water had made her came in spite of no fuck fluids in her cunt. That didn't count to her body. All it seemed to consider was potential joy.
He climbed up onto the bed and looked down at her. Her tits were heaving up and down as she swung slightly back and forth. She had little potential for movement. With him standing between her widespread legs, his cock so near her cunt, she wasn't even sure she wanted to fight him off. This time he seemed determined to give her all the pleasure she could stand.
It was only fair. The pain lancing across her shoulders and through her hips was reaching the point where she was sure she'd faint.
"See it? See how my cock dances around in anticipation of fucking your tight little cunt? It can hardly wait. I can hardly wait."
His words thrilled her. He wanted to fuck her. And he was going to, even though he was still in command. She was breaking down those bafflers of his and making him do her will.
Or was it that way at all? Was he only using her as his toy? His plaything of the moment?
She couldn't bear the thought that he would simply leave her if she didn't please him enough.
"Fuck me! I need it! Fuck me good with that lovely prick of yours!" she cried out. And, she surprised herself, she meant it. She meant every word that passed her dried lips.
His hands moving over her tensed body were electric. The lightest touch made her gasp and beg for more.
He stroked along her slender legs. The muscles were knotted and tense. His touch seemed to relax them a little. He worked his way up the satiny inside of her thighs, almost to her cunt. He stopped short, teasing her, tormenting her even more.
His hands worked around to her ass. His fingers dipped between the rigid slabs of muscle to find her puckered anus. Stroking across it produced an electric tension in her body.
"Shove your finger into my asshole!" she begged. "Finger fuck my asshole!"
"No, my dear, I won't. There's so much more of your body to explore."
His hands stroked up her spine, then moved around to cup her tits. He pressed down, gently at first, then with increased force until she was sobbing from a strange mixture of pleasure and pain.
The pleasure came from having a man touching her sensitive tits. The way he fondled them was masterful. He knew all the right places to touch to make her come completely alive. But as he pressed down, mashing her tits across her chest, this increased the agony in her shoulders and legs.
He was giving both pleasure and pain with one motion.
"Don't struggle so," he cautioned her. "You might hurt yourself. You are young and flexible. This won't damage you. Unless you fight it."
He began stroking up towards the nipples on her tits. This pulled blood into the nipples and made her think the tiny red fingers of flesh would explode in a wild frenzy of desire. He pushed her boobs around in a circle, made her totally aware of how sensitive they were.
He was a doctor. He knew how to handle his patients. He knew all the nerves in a woman's body and used them to give the nurse all the delight she could stand.
But the pain was there, too. Always the pain. She couldn't escape it in her shoulders and legs and hips.
His hands worked smoothly down across the slightly domed plain of the woman's belly until he came to her still-wet bush. His fingers laced through the thick pussy fur. Stroking it like a small animal, he almost cooed.
"So soft, so lovely. And here is where my cock will fuck you."
His finger shot into her juicy cunt. She hated herself for responding to the man. Yet she couldn't help herself. He was doing everything a thoughtful lover would. He made sure she was primed and ready to receive his prick.
And, she gave her pain along with the stimulation.
"Get it over with. Fuck me, damn you, fuck meeeeee!"
His cock slipped easily into her tight cunt. He surged all the way up until he was buried balls deep. His loose sac containing his balls wetly slapped against her upturned ass. Then he was bouncing up and down to make his cock really sink as far into her juicy pussy as possible.
"Like that? Is this what you want?"
"Yesssss!"
He began fucking her with slow, deliberate strokes. She felt her entire belly come alive. The way his prick touched on the nerves along her cunt walls was a revelation. No man was able to fuck like this. He was turning her into a quivery blob of jello. He was stringing her out such as had never been done before by any man's cock.