Chapter 4
The rush of lust from the second injection hit him just as her smock
pooled around her red stiletto pumps. Under the effects of the serum, Jimmy's
eyes nearly popped out of his head at the sight of her luscious body. Black bra
and panties, with red hose and garter belt, matched red high heels that seemed
to lift her to the ceiling above him.
His cock jerked and twitched just as it did right before an orgasm, only
this time it bobbed untouched in empty air. He fought briefly at his bonds, to
no effect. He couldn't have her and he couldn't do anything to make himself come
no matter how much he wanted to.
Pennyko bent and straightened the lacy tops of her red net hose,
pointing one toe and then the other toward him. "Good little girls wear white,"
she said as she kicked the white lab coat aside, " and I'm definitely not a good
little girl."
Jimmy stared helplessly at Penny's spectacular body as she turned slowly
before him. Her mother was a slender, tightly built oriental, dark and
mysterious, while Pennyko's father had been a hulking blonde brute of a Viking.
Penny inherited her mother's lean build and inscrutable eyes, as well as the
lush hips and buxom breasts of her Scandinavian side. Her mother described her
as an oriental Valkyrie.
"Bad girls wear black," she smirked as she unsnapped her black bra,
whirled it around her head, and tossed it away, too. Darkly nippled globes
jiggled as if they were on springs.
"And I'm only a little bit bad." She hooked her thumbs in the waist of
her black panties smoothed them past her rounded hips, and pulled them down her
legs to the floor. She bent from the waist, letting him take a good long look at
her lush hips and plush hanging breasts, and the smooth peach of her sex pouting
back at him. A new drop moisture glistened at the tip of his erection.
"A tease wears only red," she said as she turned toward him. Her red
stiletto heels clicked together, making her thighs quiver beneath the red
thigh-high stockings. "That's the color of sex and the whore house door, you
know. And a tease gets everything she wants." Pennyko moved closer, bracing
herself against the cross he was strapped to so that she could graze her bare
nipples across the front of his chest.
"Would you give me everything I want, Daddy?" Soft lips brushed his
cheek, ignoring the fact that his entire body strained helplessly toward her.
"Would you give me whatever I ask for?"
"Yes, Pennyko! Anything you want." His voice cracked with need. "Just
make me come." The aphrodisiac galvanized his nerves, and skyrockets of helpless
need blasted through his body, sending explosions of lust into his brain.
"Not 'Pennyko'. Call me 'Nurse', OK," She smiled sweetly and lifted the
cat. "I warned you about that. Now I get to whip you. I really like this part,
you know." She swished it once in a figure eight before his bulging eyes,
letting the braided tails flair open as it sizzled through the air, then slashed
it across his open thighs. Nine sizzling red stripes painted a wide swath over
his thigh and around his buttock.
"Ngahh!" he cried, jerking at his bonds. "Please don't." She ignored his
cry and swirled the cat through the air once more, letting him anticipate the
pain. Then she let him feel the burn of the knotted tips again twice more,
sizzling once across each of his inner thighs, dangerously close to his bursting
balls.
"Remember, call me 'Nurse" from now on," she said calmly, laying the cat
on a table in plain view.
Smooth fingers brushed through the fine hairs behind his neck as she
nuzzled his ear with her lips. She cooed in taunting baby talk, breathing hotly
into his ear. "Sorry, but it really turns me on to whip a man."
She kissed and caressed him, making love to him on the cross. Her
fingers did wonderful things to his flesh as she pressed her body against his,
speaking close to his ear.. Her voice was teasing and purring. The baby talk
turned him on and made him want her. "Sometimes we get a man in here from the
jailhouse.
"The always send the offenders over to be punished. We strap them down
like you are, only we give them even more of the aphrodisiac. Stimulants, too.
And a hallucinogenic drug.
"The get so turned on, they don't know what planet they are on. The only
thing they care about is getting to cum. And that's what they can't do. All the
girls get to tease them. They get teased for days. The stimulants keep them
awake the whole time. Really makes them crazy.
"But the part I like is torturing them-whipping them." The baby talk was
driving him wild. "At the end, I get to whip them until the cum from it. The
shoot big-time, all jerking and bucking and screaming and they can't tell if the
whip hurts or feels good. And the cum! All over the place!
"And then, after he cums from being whipped, without even having his
cock rubbed or sucked, we get to milk him." She purred her baby voice against
his neck as she nuzzled and kissed him.
"Do you know what milking is? That's when we masturbate you over and
over again. Make you shoot until there's nothing left to shoot. Even when you
cum, there's nothing there. They spurt until they're dry, and then we keep on
and make their bodies cum again and again.
"They beg not to cum. But we make them anyway. Strapped down, the drugs
keep their cocks hard and turned on. There's nothing they can do about it as we
stroke and caress and suck them and make them cum time after time. They beg, but
we get to torture them anyway. We punish them with too many orgasms.
"Afterwards, I'm so turned on I have to get fucked or die. Sometimes,
I'm tempted to fuck a patient."
"Do you want to fuck me," she purred. "Do you want to fuck Mommie's
little daughter?"
He nodded hopefully.
"I asked you a question. You have to answer, or I get to whip you. Do
you want to fuck me?"
"Yes please!"
"Have you ever wanted to fuck really, really badly?"
"I want to right now!"
"Sorry. You don't get to." She smiled broadly, showing him her teeth.
"Too bad for you."
Her hands on his cock were insistent, making him want to hold her, but
strapped to the cross, he could only deal with the teases she offered.
