Crazy Eyes Ch 08

I saw my dad and he was recovering quite nicely. The nurse on duty said he would be going home that evening. I was thrilled to hear that. I made my way back to the quiet room where my mother and Paula were in deep conversation. My heart skipped a beat, mom talking to anyone I am dating, always comes with dangerous questions and sometimes consequences. Paula excused herself for a moment and left the room. My mother's eyes opened wide and she smiled like she was on happy drugs. She said that Paula was quite pretty and seemed so very sweet. She approved and hoped that we would become serious. Before I could say anything, my sister piped up and said that Paula was a nut and that she was dangerous. My mother told her that she was jealous that I had found a nice girl and that she was being petty.

The two of them started to bicker and I told them that I needed to leave. I scooted out of there and made my way to the nurse's station. Paula was speaking to Ann, another nurse on the floor. As I approached, Ann looked me up and down and turned to Paula and asked if I was him. Paula told her yes. Ann responded with, "oh my." Then Ann looked at me and asked if I had the balls to date Paula. Paula slapped her and told her to be quiet. Ann continued her tease. Ann said that Paula had never gotten to the point of introducing anyone to them because she was too difficult to date. She continued and said that they were beginning to think she was a prude and a virgin and afraid to date anyone.

Paula looked at me with a sparkle in her eye. I told Ann that we were taking it slowly and that I was hoping I would get a kiss soon. Ann burst out laughing and told Paula that she should kiss me, I deserved at least a kiss. Paula looked down and acted shy, then turned to me and gave me a quick peck on the lips. The other nurses at the station burst into applause. They then told me to have patience, that Paula was a sweet girl and that she would loosen up with time. Little did they know she had pissed in my mouth and caged my cock. Paula was not some shy wall flower; she was a sexual dynamo that was nearly uncontrollable.

Paula took my hand in hers and said we needed to go. As we made our way out of the hospital, I turned to her and told her that she had the whole staff buffaloed. Paula asked me if she was taking our relationship slow enough. I burst out laughing and told her that the pace was perfect. She reached down and grabbed my caged penis and gave it a jiggle and asked me if my cock thought the pace was perfect. I told her that she would have to ask it in private when we got home.

We walked hand in hand for the next few hours. Our conversations were deep and interesting. We discussed how we were both raised. My story was typical vanilla Americana. Intact family and plenty of love. Her story was quite different. Her parents were drug users. She had been taken away from them when she was young and given to her uncle and aunt. The school she attended was full of bullies. She said that she was always tiny and the boys tormented her. The girls were no better and she had decided early on that she was going to take charge of her life and not allow anyone to tell her what to do. At eighteen she went to work and college at the same time. She worked her way through college and then nursing school all by herself.

While she was in college, her sex drive slowly got stronger. Before college, she had never had a date or even kissed a boy. Once she was free from the bullies, she began to feel like she could expand her horizons. This led to some wild times in college. She was super naïve and thought that any boy who kissed her loved her. This led to many one-night stands and abusive relationships. By the time she got to nursing school, she was perpetually horny.

Each man she dated while in nursing school was no better than the ones she had dated in college and soon she was taking care of her needs first. Her boldness and her ability to control these men scared them away. She said that she had taken to having men eat her out then pissing down their throats just to prove who was in charge. She giggled a bit then told me that most men would get out of bed and leave and would never answer her phone. This had become her test. Did a guy just want to get laid or was he here for the long run? She would push the envelope and see if he had the balls to continue the relationship.

This story began to make everything fall into place. It made her that much more intriguing to me. It was lunchtime and we stopped by the café by the hospital and had a great lunch. Afterwards we headed back to her place. As we walked back, hand in hand, I devised a sinister plan. When we got to her place she went to the bathroom. I slid down the hallway and snuck into her playroom. I opened her cabinet and pulled out a few things. She made her way to the kitchen table and opened her computer and checked her emails. I walked up behind her and pulled her hair from her neck and kissed it. She moaned softly and leaned her head to one side to give me ample room for more kisses. I continued to kiss her neck while I prepared her surprise.

Once I had full access to her neck, I slipped a collar around her neck and locked it. She let out a surprised coo, which encouraged me to continue. She asked me what I had in mind and I told her it was my turn to please her. I tugged on the leash and told her to stand up. I walked her down the hallway and into the playroom and told her to get undressed. Her eyes lit up and she gladly did what she was told. Once she was naked, I placed two leather cuffs around her wrists and locked them behind her back. I walked her over to her Sybian and told her to mount it. Once again, she cooed with excitement.

I lifted the control and turned on the power. Paula was bound, on her knees in front of me. Her nipples were rock-hard in anticipation of what was about to come. I asked her if her pussy needed some attention. She shyly nodded yes. I turned the vibration to the lowest setting and asked her if that was the attention it needed. She told me it needed way more. I asked her if she deserved more. She nodded yes and then said please. I bumped it up only one notch. Paula wiggled her pussy on the vibrating part in an effort to get the maximum effect. She looked up at me with a soulful look as if to beg me for more. Once again, I played coy and asked her if she needed more. This time she just said, "please, my Master." Those words went from her lips into my ears and directly to my penis. My little man strained to the point of sheer pain.

I bumped up the vibration a bit more. Paula looked up at me as if she were begging for her life. I asked her if she was a dirty girl. She nodded yes. I told her I wanted to hear her say it. Paula whispered that she was a dirty girl. I said it needed to be louder. She said it louder. I bumped it up again. I told her I needed to hear it again. This time she said it loud and clear. I asked her what a dirty girl like her needed. She yelled that she needed to cum. Cum, I asked? Cum like what? She responded that she wanted to cum like a little slut. I turned the dial up and the machine roared. Paulas whole body tightened. She bit her bottom lip and threw her head back.

I turned the dial to maximum. The room filled with a rattle of intense vibration. Paula began to moan. Her low guttural moan became loud until it was a high-pitched scream. Her entire body was shaking violently. I started to taunt her. I told her she was a dirty girl and that I wanted to watch her cum. That just made her scream louder. I yelled cum for me dirty girl, show me how you cum like a little slut. Without warning, she flung her head forward and curled her body into a tight ball and let out a blood curdling howl. Her pussy exploded in wetness. She began to squirt uncontrollably. Her pussy juice gushed from between her legs and onto the rubberized floor. I did not turn the machine off. I let it go for as long as I thought she needed to get fully off.

Her orgasm seemed to last for a full minute. As she began to come down, she leaned to her right and fell off the Sybian onto the floor. She laid there gushing wetness from her pussy and breathing heavily. Her whole-body shook. I stood there in awe. I had never witnessed anyone have an orgasm like she had just had. She was in a trance. I took off her collar and her arm restraints. I scooped her up off the floor and carried her to her bed and laid her gently down. Her breathing was still labored and she was trembling slightly. I crawled into the bed next to her and pulled her to my chest. I kissed her forehead and told her that I was there for her. She pulled herself as close as she could to my body and clung to me like a koala on a tree. She then whispered that she wanted to be my dirty girl forever. I was so worn out that I did not realize the significance of her comment. It would hit me much later. I pulled the blankets over our bodies and closed my eyes. Soon we both drifted off to sleep. Exhausted from the nonstop sex we had had.