Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any events or to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All players are over the age of eighteen unless otherwise stated. If you have a problem with bondage or non-consensual sex, go no further! This story is purely for adult fantasy and entertainment. The author in no way condones violence towards women. Constructive criticism and comments welcome at the end. Enjoy!
-BBD
It's been more than a year since I was held hostage by the doctor I used to work for and my fellow nurse. I caught them in a compromising position. To keep me quiet, they tied me up, gagged me and forced me to perform sexual acts on both of them! Then they left me in the office for the cleaning crew to find. I managed to struggle my way to the phone. Even though I was gagged, I was able to call for help. The police came and freed me. Later, the doctor and the nurse were arrested for stealing narcotics and also charged with kidnapping. The last I heard, they were both serving long prison terms.
After that, I moved several states away to a small town where nobody knew me. I became the charge nurse of a women's health clinic. I loved it. Everybody was very nice and professional.
When I say small town, I am not kidding! There is literally one stoplight in the middle of their downtown square. Everyone here pretty much knows everyone. I was afraid that they wouldn't take kindly to a newcomer, but to my amazement, everyone was happy to have me, since the last nurse in charge of the clinic hurt her back and had to retire early. My new boss is a nice female doctor, Dr. Deidre Hutchinson. She's old school, but I like that about her. She's the kind of doctor that believes in nutrition and exercise before she prescribes anything. She takes her time with each patient, treating them like they are her own family.
Anyway, it's a cool autumn night in early October. The clinic is situated in a small bungalow set back from the main road. It's Friday, and we are happy to be closing up and looking forward to the weekend. I am putting away the last of the charts when I hear someone come up behind me. Thinking it's the doctor, I don't think anything of it until a gloved hand clamps over my mouth.
"You scream," a gruff voice says in my ear, and I'll kill you!" An arm wraps around my neck. I feel something sharp pressed into my side. I'm not sure what it is, but I don't want him to use it! Out of the corner of my eye, I see another man dressed all in black approach me. He has a thick nylon cap covering his entire head! I can't tell if he's black, white, or Hispanic! He's wearing black latex gloves and carrying a gun.
"This the nurse?" he asks in an equally gruff, hoarse sounding voice.
"Yeah. You got the doctor secured?"
"Tied nice and tight. She won't be a problem," he says. "We need to do the same to her!"
Oh God, this again?
"Listen," the man holding me growls in my ear, "we don't wanna hurt you, but we will if you fight us or scream. We're gonna tie you up to keep you out of the way. If you don't wanna wind up in pieces, I suggest you cooperate!"
I nod silently. I'm too afraid to make any noise. The man takes his hand off my mouth. His friend immediately shoves a big wad of gauze into my mouth.
"Hold her!"
His friend holds my arms while the man wraps microfoam tape around my head three times.
"Alright, she can't scream. Let's get her in the room with the doc!"
They force me down the hall to the procedure room. I gasp when I see Dr. Hutchinson lying on her stomach on the examining table. She's been stripped down to her underwear. She's gagged just like me. Her hands are tied behind her back. Her ankles are bound, and pulled to her wrists.
"Strip," the first man orders me. He waves a scalpel at me. With trembling hands, I remove my shoes, my socks, then my scrub pants and shirt.
"Sit!" He waves toward one of the black metal plastic chairs with webbing in the back that they dragged into the room. I sit down. The second man comes behind me, yanks my arms behind me and binds my wrists. His friend ties my ankles together and my thighs too. The second man wraps some rope around one side pole of the chair, brings it across my stomach and wraps the other end of the rope to the second side pole. He then wraps the rope behind me and in front of me until my torso is secured.
"You two ladies sit tight," the first man says. "We'll be back!"
As soon as they're gone, Dr. Hutchinson looks at me.
"Mnmmn, mnn hnfm phn hm phhm nnm phn hmmp nph! N cnn'ph nn nnmphhnng phnmn np mnhm phhnph!" She gestures to the way that she's tied. I can't understand much of what she is trying to say, but I get the idea. I nod.
"Mmmmmmmph!" I try to scoot my body toward the drawer. The chair moves a little bit. I try again to scoot. I have to be careful. I don't want to fall over!
"Hey! What the fuck?"
One of the men rushes over to me. He grabs me from behind around the back of my neck.
"Look, I don't wanna have to hurt you, lady! You're a very beautiful woman!" He holds the scalpel to my cheek.
"Pmmnphm nnn'ph hnrph hmr!" Dr. Hutchinson cries. He glances at her, then back at me. He holds my cheek close to his body.
"So, you're a little firecracker, ain't ya? I see we gotta tie you a little tighter, in another room!"
"Nmmmmmmmm!"
I can't do anything to stop him. Five minutes later I am in one of the exam rooms, tied with my arms above my head and my legs secured in some stirrups at the end of the table. The man cuts my panties off with some bandage scissors. I'm trembling so bad that I can't be still. He also cuts away my bra. This isn't like before. I'm scared. I'm really scared this time.
"Mmmmm," he looks me over, "you got a nice hot body here, babe. Yeah," he runs his hand down my chest, "I think we're gonna have some fun with you and your boss before we leave."
"Nmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!"
He whispers in my ear,
"I like black bitches, especially when they're tied and gagged." He runs the scalpel with the dull side up over my breasts. "I would hate for anything to happen to those pretty nipples."
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" I scream.
"Nobody is gonna hear you," he sneers. "That's some of the stickiest tape they make. Good for us you all have a lot in stock! Matter of fact," he grabs some from the cabinet and lays a couple of strips over my eyes.
"Now I can take my mask off. I know you ain't gonna report us to the police if you can't see us!"
"Mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm!" I scream.
"Go ahead, lady. Make all the noise you want. Nobody is gonna hear you except my partner and I. Believe me, by the time this night is over, you're gonna be glad we gagged you."
He pinches my nipple. I feel like there are ants crawling all over me.
"Mmmmmmmmph!" I squeal when I feel his mouth on my nipple! Don't touch me, you sick freak! With his other hand, he flicks my other nipple. I jerk in the ropes. They aren't going anywhere. Neither am I! Goosebumps arise all over.
"You scared, baby?"
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" I nod.
"Don't worry. Long as you cooperate, won't hurt you."
He pulls my right nipple in between his teeth and releases it. He does the same with the left nipple. I feel him kissing me between my breasts. Oh God, make him stop! This isn't at all like before! I knew Dr. Sherman and Nancy wouldn't hurt me. These two, I don't know! The man begins to bite me, across my breasts and down my torso. When I feel his breath on my groin, I suck in a breath. I hold myself still.
"Mmmmm, I like the way you smell." He flicks my clit with his hand. Then he begins rubbing it in a circle.
"Mmmmm, hmmmm, somebody is already nice and wet. You got a pretty pussy here. Does it taste as good as it smells and looks?"
Don't touch me! Let me go! Please! Let me go!
"Hmmmmmmmmph!" I scream when I feel his mouth on my clit. His tongue swirls around my outer lips.
"Ooh yeah, you got a good tasting pussy. If you don't mind, I'm gonna have an appetizer before the main meal."
He put his finger inside of me and wiggles it around. At the same time, his thumb flicks my clit back and forth. A moan escapes my taped mouth.
"What was that? You liking this?"
