Nurse Bethany In Bondage by Reese Gabriel
Beautiful blonde Bethany, fresh out of nursing school, is flattered when the handsome Dr. Clark calls her to assist him in the operating room. But she soon discovers it's her nubile body he wants and not her nursing skills. Forced to her knees on the cold, hard floor, young Bethy learns that at City General Hospital nurses serve the whim of the doctors, accepting their every abuse. Helpless to resist, young Bethy is systematically punished, degraded and violated, finally falling into the clutches of the sadistic Doctor Taylor whose ruthless use of latex gloves, restraints and metal instruments leaves her both terrified and aroused.
When Bethany thinks she's been rescued by the young Dr. Kurt, she falls madly in love, only to find that he too has plans that keep the hapless Nurse Bethany naked, collared and chained. Will she submit to Kurt and lose her freedom forever, or take her chances with the lecherous doctors at the hospital? Or, will she yield to the dark seductions of Doctor Taylor, who recruits her for his mysterious MFDU - Maximum Female Degradation Unit where women are broken in mind, body and spirit. Is it possible she can be rescued or will Bethany be consigned forever to a life as a brutalized sex toy?
Includes female humiliation, bondage and domination, corporal punishment, sex, medical examinations as well as submissive training and abuse.
“Why are you fighting me?” he complained, the words interspersed with nibbles to the long stalk of her neck. “You know what I want to do to you.”
“I. . .I. . .It’s just that I hardly know you, sir,” she stammered, already swooning under the feel of his muscular body, his hot breath, his penetrating kisses, his hard cock bulging through his scrubs against her petite body.
“What’s to know?” he let down the tresses of her tightly pinned, golden hair. “I’m the head surgeon. I’ve just come off a three-hour quintuple bypass and I need some relief. The kind only a nurse can give.”
Bethany could hardly believe it. The man was actually removing her scrub top to get at her tightly bound breasts, amply camouflaged under the thick sports bra. He was a very attractive older man, it was true, but still this was hardly appropriate behavior for a doctor at the city’s most prestigious hospital. “Sir, what if someone walks in?”
“You’re new here, aren’t you, Nurse Collier?” His tone with her was patient, as though she were a small child; his behavior, however, was anything but juvenile, as he frantically stripped her. “I can see you don’t know how things are done. For starters, we prefer to see our RN’s in sexier undergarments. Something to catch the eye, shall we say. Visual stimulation, after all, is important for our hard working doctors.”
“Doctor Clark,” she gasped as he peeled the bra over her heaving tits, exposing them to the bitter, regulation chill of the OR. “What are you doing?”
“Taking care of what you should have attended to yourself, Nurse Collier. From now on, you will know that when one of the doctors summons you into this room you are to strip immediately to your undergarments. More often than not it will be a simple matter of giving oral pleasure, but undressing is required nonetheless. In certain cases, a doctor may want you ready in advance, up to and including being entirely nude minutes or hours before his arrival. In that case, you will wait in whatever position is required, most often bent over the operating table. Protection will be employed, naturally. I assume you are on the pill?”
“But—but this is preposterous,” exclaimed Nurse Beth in disbelief. “We are professional staff members, just like you, you can’t possibly expect us to. . .”
Dr. Clark grabbed Bethany’s nipple just hard enough to get her attention. “Kindly desist from conversing, Nurse Collier and remove your slacks and underwear.”
Beth winced in pain as he maintained the pressure, guaranteeing her awkward standing compliance. In a few moments time, she had managed to slide down the loose scrub-like uniform trousers and the white cotton panties along with her shoes and socks. Her bare feet were icy cold on the white floor as she stood before him nude, her one nipple still clamped between the man’s fingers, the other throbbing with need. To her great shame, she felt a damp spot between her legs. Telling herself it was adrenalin and fear and nothing else, she commenced begging.
“Please, don’t hurt me, sir.”
“Hurt you?” he laughed, tugging his wrist downward to force her to her knees. “Young lady, that is the farthest thought from my mind. Provided, of course, you obey me without question,” he added ominously.
Beth didn’t need it spelled out to know the man wanted her to suck him. Did she dare to fight him? And if she did, what would it cost her? Her job, her career, or maybe even her very life.
“Open,” he commanded, employing that very same no-nonsense voice he used in the operating room when calling for a scalpel.
Beth Collier, whose every ounce of training in nursing school had involved unquestioning deference to doctors, found herself unable to resist as he pressed the tip of his swollen cock to her soft and pliant lips. Beth took him deep as she could, but he wanted more. Her jaws gaping, she did her best, even as she braced her shivering body against the cold of the operating room.
“Didn’t they teach you anything in school?” he grumbled, repositioning himself to deep-throat the girl.
Beth tried not to gag. She felt almost sick. Here she was on her knees, naked in a public hospital, performing fellatio on the chief surgeon, a man old enough to be her father.
“Yes,” he grunted, hands on the side of her head to better position himself for piston-like thrusts. “That’s it, nurse. Suck it good and hard; show me what a good little cock sucker you are.”
The coarse language both enraged and aroused Beth. She felt like a cheap whore, a used girl. In one way, she was worse than a whore, because at least that type of woman got paid for sexual activity.
“Good girl,” he crooned, increasingly breathless. “Such a good little nurse girl.”
Beth glowed at the praise, condescending as it was. The realization of this only made her the more embarrassed.
“Oh, yes,” he moaned, his guard of professionalism lowered just a tiny bit. “I’m going to come in your mouth, you little slut. I want you to drink it all down, like it’s a medicine, a special concoction I’m prescribing to you.”