He should have known better than to fall asleep on me.
(Ok, pass out-- same thing.)
He should have known not to let go until I gave him permission.
He should have known I would punish him with his darkest fears.
And I did.
The table he lay strapped to could be moved into any position, including vertical. I adjusted it so he was upright.
I deliberately dropped a vial on the laboratory floor, leaving the broken glass scattered across the tile.
Then I got Enid here out of her cage and set her on the floor.
By morning she'd made her way up the ceiling and had begun dropping her way down on a strand of her beautiful spun silk.
When he woke, little Enid was hanging right in front of his eyes.
And she was hungry.
Don't fall asleep in my house.
You never know what's lurking in the corners.
~Your Nurse Most Perverse
So there have been these commercials on the radio here lately, extolling the joys of the "Female Dominated field of nursing."
Uh-huh. Yeah, this is news? Men have ALWAYS enjoyed the Female Dominated field of nursing, especially when I'm the one doing the Dominating.
The fantasy is as old as nursing itself. An all-time classic for a man who loves the idea of being helpless under a woman's control.
You love the frustration of the restraints, the dread of the cold implements, the intimate violation of their bodies by a stranger.
And you are far from alone in your desires.
Good medical play causes an emotional rush that far exceeds the physical one.
And I'm very, very good at it.
Yeah, some of the things I do hurt.
Sometimes they hurt a LOT. But after all, they are only for your own good.
If you've never acted on or explored your own medical fantasies, there's no better time than now.
I know what you need. I understand you. I don't think you're weird. In fact I love the things you think about every bit as much as you do.
Wouldn't it be great to be able to talk to someone about what REALLY turns you on?
Like the radio commercial said "THOUSANDS of men are discovering the joys of the Female Dominated field of Nursing!"
Isn't it time you did, too?
From Dictionary.com:
1. the act of inflicting excruciating pain, as punishment or revenge, as a means of getting a confession or information, or for sheer cruelty.
2. a method of inflicting such pain.
3. Often, tortures. the pain or suffering caused or undergone.
From the Latin tortūra, a twisting torment.
Is there are more beautiful word in the English language? Doesn't it just roll off your tongue with the rich fullness of honeyed wine?
I love torture.
There is no sight more erotic than the look of excitement and dread on the face of the subject strapped down to my table as I walk towards him across the tile floor and our scene begins.
He's there because he wants to be. I know it, he knows it, but for a moment there the fear is real enough to taste.
Then I apply the first clamp and the fear is lost in the rush of pain.
It will be a long night for both of us, but much longer for him as he pushes himself to his breaking point and back again.
When it's over he'll stand up on shaking legs, elated, exhausted, and stronger than he was when the night began.
And he'll ask when we can do it again. <WEG>
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