Nurse

"Turn round," commanded the muse from the bed across the room. I was standing in front of him in an impossibly tight nurse uniform that was more than a little see through, with white stockings and red platform heels, my platinum blond hair pulled up in a high, tight ponytail just the way he likes it. I gladly did as I was told and slowly turned until I had my back to him. I could feel his eyes roaming over me. "Good," he finally said after appraising me. "Now bend over that chair there, and pull your skirt up a little so I can see your ass." I knew the look he wanted. I pulled my skirt up just enough to where it was riding over my ass and leaned forward with my hands on the arm of the chair, legs spread apart slightly and arching my back to accentuate my ass jutting up in the air. I waited there unmoving while he looked me over, finally getting up from the bed and rustling around with some clothes. The sound of him pulling his belt out of his jeans was unmistakable. Despite the fact that no one had ever taken a belt to me before I thought I knew just how much it would hurt and my throbbing pussy was instantly soaked in anticipation. The muse walked around behind me, looking at me from every angle and ominously snapping the belt. He came so close to me that I felt the tip of his rock hard cock brush up against my leg, straining against his boxers. He stepped back and I sensed rather that felt him pull his arm back. I thought I knew just how much that belt would hurt.

I was wrong.

The first crack came down with such force that it knocked the breath out of me. I couldn't even scream. The pain was enormous and it radiated out from where the belt had touched my skin in waves of intense heat. I bruise easily, and later I would have a deep purple stripe across my ass exactly the width of his belt that wouldn't fade away for two weeks. I wanted to tell him it was too hard, but I couldn't speak. The second crack came down a little bit lighter than the first, but it didn't matter because by then it felt like me entire body was on fire. I sucked in my breath sharply and squeezed my eyes shut. When I visibly flinched before the third stroke of the belt, he knew I was struggling. He dropped the belt and came up behind me to finish the job with his hand, spanking me hard until every square inch of my ass was bright pink.

He stepped back from me and admired his work for a moment before growling at me, "Now turn this way. On your knees. Close your eyes and open your mouth." I knelt in front of him, mouth open and waited. I heard his boxers hit the floor and he stepped so close to me I could feel the heat coming off his body. He grabbed me by the base of my pony tail and pulled my hair hard enough to make my scalp burn, at the same time forcing his cock all the way to the back of my throat and starting to fuck my mouth, hard. It took all my concentration not to gag on him. I chanced to look up at him. I absolutely love to watch him fucking me. I love to watch his face. The muse, on the other hand, would have me keep my eyes closed nearly all the time. I think he likes the idea that I can't see what's coming next. Whatever the reason, he caught me looking and frowned. "I didn't tell you you could open your eyes, did I?" he asked rhetorically. He pulled his cock out of my mouth for a moment and slapped me across the face. "Now close your eyes, and keep them closed until I say you can open them." So chastened, I closed my eyes again and he returned his cock to my mouth, holding my face against his crotch and battering my throat even harder than before, as if he were trying to teach me a lesson (which he probably was). My eyes started to tear up and I clutched the back of his legs to keep from toppling over from the force of him banging into me.

Just about the time when I thought I might suffocate he stopped. He grabbed me by the arm and pushed me roughly toward the bed, bending me over it. He stood behind me holding my hips and buried his cock inside me, fucking me hard, so hard that I knew immediately I would be waking up very sore the next day. After a while he stopped for a moment, cock still inside me and picked something up off the bed next to my head that I hadn't noticed. But I didn't need to look to know what it was. I could feel him probing at my ass and I knew it was the anal beads. He pushed them into me, one by one, until the beads and his cock inside me made me feel full and stretched to my very limits. He started fucking me again, harder than before, his hips pressing against the beads every time he slammed them against my ass. I was close to coming but I felt so full I wasn't sure that I could. But then he reached a hand out to my face and clamped it down tight over my mouth and nose cutting off my air. I struggled in vain to get a breath while he fucked me even harder. I came hard the instant he took his hand away from my face, my pussy clenching around his cock at the same time I was gasping for air. My knees were shaking. I don't know how I didn't fall.

He stopped fucking me for a moment and removed the beads, replacing them with his cock and started fucking my ass, slowly at first giving me time to adjust to him and then much harder when he felt me relax. He leaned down over me, using his chest to press my torso into the mattress and holding my wrists down so I couldn't move. I turned my head to the side to kiss his mouth and he kissed me back warmly, an odd juxtaposition to the way he was brutally destroying my ass.

My knees were still weak from my orgasm and now my feet were beginning to slip. I told him I would be able to stand like that much longer. "You don't have to," he said. "Lay down on the bed, face up, and put your legs up by your head." I knew what he wanted. It's his favorite position to look at me in. I lay down and held my legs by the ankles pushing them back to where my knees were beside me ears. "Good girl," he said, looking me over. Then he climbed up to kneel in front of me and pushed his cock deep in my ass. It felt amazing. I wanted him to come and I also never wanted him to stop. He was fucking me harder than he'd ever fucked my ass before and I wasn't sure how much longer I was going to be able to take it. I begged him to come for me, to empty his load in my ass and claim it as his. When he did finally shoot his spunk deep in my ass it felt almost as good as if I had come myself. "Stay just like that," he told me, and of course I obeyed, holding me legs apart while he took photos of his freshly fucked nurse.