Fight it

"You're sick!" screamed Leanne, fighting against the latest rush of pleasure flowing through her body. The nurse just smirked and drove the dildo into the young woman even harder. "Ohhh..."

"I know you're loving it, you dirty girl." continued Rachel. "And the sooner you admit it, the more fun we can have."

"Just because you can't get a man, doesn't mean you have to pretend to be one, you psycho!" The young woman gritted her teeth and spoke in short bursts as she struggled with the orgasm that was building up inside her.

"So you don't like my big dildo, then?" asked the nurse, gyrating her hips and tormenting Leanne's aroused clit. "That's a shame. Did you know it vibrates too?"

"What?!" squealed Leanne, not sure how much more she could resist. "Please don't... Ohhhhh... God!!" With a quick twist at the base of her fake cock, Rachel started it vibrating and pressed it firmly against the young woman's clit. "FFFuuucccckkk!!!" Leanne gripped the sides of the bed, the only thing she could reach, and bucked her hips. Her eyes were shut tight as her thighs instinctively squeezed around the thick member in a vain attempt to withstand the incredible throbbing.

She was teased like that for some time. The nurse alternating between fucking her pussy hard and fast, before focusing her attention back on Leanne's clit. The young woman lost count of the number of times she orgasmed. Once she started there was no stopping them, one after the other in an almost continual flow of pleasure through her hot body. By the time Rachel stopped her **** Leanne was left panting and dizzy on the bed, her naked body glistening with sweat.

"I'll leave you to rest for a bit," said the nurse, finally satisfied with her work. "You should become stimulated much more easily now." Leanne didn't even have the energy to hurl an insult at her. Her body was tingling, she feared if Rachel just touched her she'd orgasm again. "But don't worry. I'll be back later. And I've still got plenty of others toys we can have fun with!"

With those ominous words the nurse left Leanne alone to recover. She was still highly aroused when the next old man paid her a visit a few hours later. After that Rachel made sure she had plenty of ways to keep the young woman stimulated in a seemingly endless wave of pleasure. Leanne was rarely freed from her straps, usually only to move her into another position. A life of constant sex and arousal at the hands of the nurse became all she knew. Her own plaything she loved to toy and experiment with.

The End