Chandrabelle22: No no...nothing violent... I mean a little rough might be fun but nothing horribly painful.
Jlove69: But you DO want him to dominate you right? :D
Chandrabelle22: Of course! ;P
Another 12 hour shift - Chandra was at her wits end. The Portville county hospital was extremely understaffed and that frequently meant double shifts for the attendees and nurses who worked there. Chandra was fresh out of nursing school and loved her work but the long hours were wreaking havoc on her personal life, or lack there of. It wasn't that she was particularly anti-social, just that her best friend, Jennifer, had moved across the country a year ago just as Chandra's career really began absorbing her life. They chatted regularly online about all that was happening in their lives and recently Jennifer had begun poking fun at Chandra for being a workaholic. Jen knew that Chandra had a pretty kinky wild side suppressed deep down and it was her personal goal to drag it out of her recluse friend no matter what. Their IM conversations were a testament to that.
It was 1am and the hospital was buzzing with commotion. Pager call after pager call was keeping her running between floors barely giving her time to rest. FINALLY she reached a stopping point and headed for the bathroom for a breather. Walking into the deserted ladies room she made for a stall. The calm of the bathroom was a godsend. Washing up at the counter she paused to admire herself in the mirror. At 5'7", 150 pounds she had to admit that Hospital life was a good workout. She let her long brown hair fall from the bun it was in and took off her glasses. She stood there, momentarily forgetting that she was in a public bathroom. Every night for the past week Jennifer had been prying her for sexual secrets. It was kind of fun coming out of the box like that to her friend but the result was that it was making her extremely horny.
One hand on the counter Chandra grasped her right breast. GOD she needed to get laid but work was all consuming. There were a LOT of attractive men in the hospital but she doubted they even noticed her. Her hand moved downward until she was rubbing her pussy through the fabric of her pants. Groaning and closing her eyes she imagined a faceless stranger taking her against her will. Holding her down and fucking her until she screamed in ecstasy. Slowly her hand moved to the waistline of her pants
*BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP
Back to reality.
Her pager was flashing green but instead of a phone number or name it had a room number. "Suite A 314C" showed the little display. Sighing she removed her hand from her front, grabbed her glasses and swiftly left the bathroom.
Jlove69: Are there more than one guy doing this to you??
Chandrabelle22: what! no!
Jlove69: Haha..i bet you imagine there are
Chandrabelle22: Well.... Maybe. I dunno I like the idea but I'm not sure how I'd react in the moment if there were two dudes.
Jlove69: You'd fuckem both! THAT's how you'd react
Chandrabelle22: You're insatiable
Jlove69: You are too you just don't know it yet :P
"Why the fuck did I get paged to the remotest part of Suite A?!" She thought to herself as she approached an elevator. Frustrated at how the night was going and a little peeved at having been so rudely interrupted she punched the elevator call button. On the ground floor.
Suite A was largely under renovation meaning it was a ghost town, especially at 1am. Some lab equipment was still working on the upper floors of the building so it wasn't completely unusual that she was being paged there but the fact that there was no name or phone number was weird; he could hear the elevator moving through the shaft towards her floor. So suddenly did the following events occur that she barely even moved: the doors started to open, a rough hand grabbed her by her left wrist and a rag soaked with ether was thrust over her face from behind her to her right. She didn't even have time to yell and as things went black she was roughly jerked into the elevator.
The first thing she felt when she came around was something metallic pulling on her wrists which were suspended together above her head. She realized that she was hanging loosely with her feet dragged behind her but she couldn't tell anything else because of the thick black sack over her head. With a drop in the pit of her stomach she at last became aware that she was wearing only her bras and her panties. She began to squirm and yell but her mouth had a narrow strip of duct tape on it. She paused her struggling and went limp when she felt a stinging slap on her ass and whimpered quietly. She could tell that there were multiple people in the room, how many she was not sure.
Muttering, chuckles, male voices. This was a dream it had to be. But that slap had stung! She was scared but at the same time...intrigued. This was uncannily close to the kind of things she admitted to Jennifer during their late night conversations.
Another slap.
Then hands.
One pair of hands began exploring her breasts, squeezing them, pushing them together and tweaking her nipples, tearing her bra from her body. Another pair was rubbing and grasping her ass where they had just slapped, pulling her panites down to her ankles. She was embarrassed...she was furious!....she was turned on. She felt her loins stir as her ass cheeks were parted, exposing her winking anus and pussy.
Muffled words, chuckles and then probing.