Strapped Down for Therapy
I lay on the wide massage table face down.
Leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles attached me to anchors at the corners of the table. The restraint did not pull or stretch me, but on the other hand, I couldn't move arms or feet more than an inch or two. The nurse had placed a pair of cargo straps around my upper thighs. It wrapped around each thigh, and then under the table. The straps could be easily tightened, pull my legs apart a bit, but also pulling me down. (The clasp holding the straps together wasn't that strong, so it probably wouldn't be able to hurt me)
The Nurse lay on top of me, her hips atop me waist, her legs on top of my legs, with a bent knee pressed against my crotch, teasing my taint. I hadn't actually seen the Nurse as yet, as I was blindfolded when I arrived, and I was still unable to see. From what I could tell, she wore silk boy-boxer style shorts, and a silk teddy. Her bosom swolled against my back, and I felt her breath against my ear.
"Hello Michael!", she purred. "You may call me Nurse Victoria" "I'm so pleased you are here. I really enjoy treatments like this.", she explained. "Your doctor sent you here for submission training. Her prescription for you is just totally scrumptious!", she continued with increasing excitement. "I do love being a sexual therapy nurse!", she admitted in another whisper in my ear. "And, today, I'm going to be your sexual therapy nurse. Your doctor's prescription requires that you learn to surrender to me in a number of really fun ways... Fun for me anyway"
She gently kissed my ear and then the back of my neck. Her knee pressed more firmly into my ass as she used my for leverage to slide downward. I felt her nipples harden through her top as she dragged her body down mine. She stopped when her breast reached the top of my ass. Her hands were still on my shoulders, putting her in a kind of downward dog position, I supposed.
I thought out how her ass must be sticking up, and my cock got harder at the thought. "Good!", she murmurred, becoming aware of my discomfort. "This is what your doctor has ordered! But I'll have to make sure!", she admitted.
Her hands stroked down the sides of my chest, brushing her finger nails across my ribs. I shuddered every so slightly, but the cargo straps kept me being able to move very much. Her fingers reached the curved spot just above my hip: one of my favorite spots, and a serious erogeneous zone for me. I strained against the strap to lift my hips. She slid her right hand in under me, gently searching. I became desperate for her to grab my shaft, and a moan that might have been "oh! please!" escaped my mouth. "Such stress of anticipation! Your doctor has prescribed many," (dramatic pause) "repeated", (she kisses the small of my back) "erection inspections" Her hand withdrew slightly, pressing firmware on my hip and then my back. The other hand joined it, and then she this turned into a massage stroke all the way up to my skull. Her body stretched out, her knees no longer pressed my thighs apart as they slid on top of my legs. She sighed in pleasure as she redirected my anticipation into a surrender to her touch.
"Did you like that?", she asked again, now again a whisper of her lips in my ear. "We probably need to add some oil now.", she suggested in a tone that managed to sound both innocent and slutty at the same time. She wiggled her hips, dragging the silk material of her shorts across my ass. That felt very nice; her movement also trained me to move my hips, pressing my shaft into the towel under me more intensively.
From somewhere she found her spray bottle of oil. The bottle was warm, and she put the bottle on my ass, but she didn't use it. Instead, returning to her downward dog position, she used both hands to rub me again. this time it was an even longer stroke, from the backs of my thighs... across my ass, and my back. Her body pressed down on me, the silk of her clothing slinking across me. Again, the finger nails slid down my sides and I strained against the straps to allow her, beg her with my motion, to stroke my erect shaft.
"Oh Michael!", she moaned, "your doctor warned me against letting you get too excited. She was prescribed a slow, intense burn. Which I just really love." Ask she said this I could hear material moving, and then her silk top found it's way around my ears. Again a stoke started from the back of my knees, and firmly and insistently wandered up my legs, pausing to swirl around my ass and make it's way to my head. This time, I could feel her bare breasts drag erect nipples across my ass, and then up my back. My breath caught, and became ragged... but as she lay calmly down on top of me, she breathed in my ear, causing my to synchronize with her breathing.
Lying on top of me, her fingers again wandered down my sides. Some slack had developed in the straps holding my thighs down, and she allowed my hips to respond to her insistent tug... I raised myself ever just enough and a hand reached in to stroke my shaft. "mmm" was her acknowledge, "aaaa", was my only response.
This time, when she pulled herself back again to stradle my thighs, she finally pushed the pump on her oil bottle, and it sprayed some oil over my ass. Pulling the oil bottle across my ass cleavage, turning it into the suggestion of a dildo, she put two more small puddles of oil on my back. Still stradling me, she pulled on the straps to tighten them again, my legs pulled apart by the straps, but also held together by her body.
She then casually massaged the top of my thighs and my buttocks, not touching the oily part at all. The oil seeped down my ass cleavage, a small drip reaching my taint, and leaking down to make me extremely aware of my balls. She repositioned herself, guiding her hands up my inner thighs, "treatening"? "promising"? to stroke my balls, but not actually doing so. This teasing stroked continued up my body to my shoulders, finally pressing her breasts into my now oily back. Again my breath became ragged, and she again took control of me by breathing with me.
I wasn't sure where the bottle had gone, but her thigh again was pressed against my ass. She pushed harder against me, fitting/sharping my buttock into her Y. I could feel her press her labia against me through her silk shorts. Obviously the outside got oily, but she was working the inside to press against the smooth silkiness of the shorts for her own pleasure. I relaxed my body as much as I could given the restraints, allowed her to control my hips, allowed her to pin my erect cock against the towel under me.
After a few minutes of this mutual pleasure, she took a breath. I didn't think she'd cum yet, but I sure hoped that she would start again, and she'd use me as the toy the doctor clearly meant for me to become. She grabbed the silk teddy that had been abandonned ontop of my head, and scrunching it up a bit, slid it down my right-hand side, allowing me to experience another intense tease. Again, I strained against the straps as I wished for another inspection... and this time I felt the silk material slide in under me. It enveloped my cock. She spread her Teddy out... I whimpered in pleasure. I was also concerned about leaking cum all over it. She guessed my thoughts.
"My silk is totally scotch guarded. Oil, sweat an cum will just wash right out.", she assured as she began again to press her cliteroris against my ass. Now, with the silk under me, the controlled motions of her body against me, caused much greater movement from me. More intense forced humping.
I muttered disconnected half words: Oh. Please. Nurse. Yes. She would repeat them back to me with a quiet intensity that assured me that she was completely into this training, and was enjoying herself as well.
"Soon," she purred, "I'll want to turn you over. Strap you down on your back. Maybe I'll remove your blindfold as I ride you cowgirl style." I moaned something encouraging. "Or, perhaps I'll prefer to 69", she queried. "So many choices for you to think about", she opioned in a way that told me my Nurse was certainly as smart as beautiful. That thought excited me as she gyrated my body again. "Oh!", I exclaimed as my cock exploded. I felt the cum despoil the silk material as I sunk into it. "Yes!", I heard her admit quietly. She had also soaked her own silk wrapper!