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TAKING ADVANTAGE OF MY NURSE - PART 2

TAKING ADVANTAGE OF MY NURSE - PART 2

Much better, I said. Let me show you around.

My room was huge, so big that it didn't seem strange to have my desk by the big bay window all the way across the room from my bed. I had set up a smaller desk next to it with just a phone and an inbox for mail, no computer.

You will sit here and take any take calls and, in the morning, just sort my mail between personal from business. You do not need to open it. As far as calls, all you need to do is answer them and take a message. I never take calls on the spot I always call people back. It makes them think I am busy, I explained. We can get started now.

It took her no time at all to go through my mail and sort it I never really got calls - everything was by email these days. That was a ruse. As soon as she was done, I pretended to look up from my work, though I had been watching her the whole time. She looked bored.

Just looking at her got me excited. Her breasts were perky, and I could see the areolas through the shirt. I could also see the shadowy area under her skirt just a bit, enough to get me hard. She was not shaved but trimmed.

I guess I could teach you the purging process, to make sure we purge you of all these tropical diseases, I said, barely containing my excitement.

This is where my plan would finally come to fruition.

Sure! she said, looking more cheerful. I want to make sure I do not have to go home because I get too sick.

Me as well. I smiled to myself. Come with me - we'll have to use the bed.

She got right up, completely trusting me, and followed me across the room.
Lay face down on the bed, I told her.

She did as she was told. As she climbed on and squirmed into position, I got a great look at her backside, all plump and smooth. Then, behind her where she could not see me, I got out the handcuffs and started putting them on her ankles. She said nothing.

When I moved up to her wrists, she saw what I was putting on her.
Wait, why do you need those? she asked.

It sometimes hurts the first time you purge, but you must be still. These just help to make sure you don't hurt yourself too much by moving, I explained.

She looked skeptical. If it is painful, I'm not sure I want to get it.

It only hurts the first time, then it can feel incredibly good. If you do not get it, you could get sick. But I won't do it if you're uncomfortable.

I saw the trust move back into her eyes. "Ok. You can do it."

I clipped the handcuffs to her left wrist, then put the other cuff on the bedpost. I did the same on her right wrist. Then I moved behind her to clip the cuffs that were already on her ankles to the bedposts.

This was amazing. As I pulled her right leg away from her left, she tensed, then relaxed.

Then I pulled her left leg over, opening her for complete view. I lifted her skirt to get a good look, rubbing myself through my pants. She couldn't see me, but she could feel what I was doing to her.

That's my private area. My parents told me no one can look there, not even me. What are you going to do? she asked.

You know how this is where you pee and poop, to get all the bad stuff out? You have another place where diseases live that is also down here.

We have to get them out. Do not worry, I know what I'm doing. Do you want me to stop? I don't want you to get sick, I answered.

She hesitated. Finally, she said, "It's ok. I trust you."

I was rock hard by this time. My cock was aching to get out of my pants. I took them off quietly, and my boner sprung out, huge and throbbing with excitement.

Ok, to make this easier, I'll explain what I'm doing, ok? I told her. This would almost make it better.

I climbed on the bed between her legs, and when I was there, I took a good look at her pussy. It was pink and innocent, ad smooth. I started to stroke it, and she jumped.

Now I am just getting a lay of the land, so I know where to put the instrument that will draw out all the bad stuff. Don't worry, this is just to make sure we get everything out, I told her.

"Ok," she whispered.

I felt for her mound, and starting from the clit, and rubbed her vulva up and down. She started to get wet. Then I started rubbing just barely inside her vagina with my forefinger.

I found the spot. I am going to put the instrument in just a little, so that you can get used to it, I told her. She was silent, and trembling.

I positioned my dick at her soft, pink entrance. Then I pushed in just a couple of inches.
She whimpered.

"You were right, that hurts," she said.

Okay, we'll take this slow, then. Now I'm going to push the instrument in all the way, but I'll do it fast, so it won't hurt. It's like taking off a band aid, I said.

She was wet, warm, and soft, and I could hardly contain myself. I pushed my dick balls deep. She let out a little screech, and her breathing quickened.

That's the hard part, I told her. Now I just need to start the pumping so that we can pump all the bad stuff out.

She nodded. I started pumping slow, my hands on either side of her waist to keep my weight off of her. Finally, I couldn't stand it any longer.

My pumping got faster, and she started breathing harder. Soon, she was crying out.

"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!"

That did it - her good-girl exclamations of pleasure brought me to the edge. I came into her so hard, it felt like I would never stop. I was in a place of ecstasy.

When my cock stopped pulsing, I drew out of her. I put on my pants and went around to where she could see me, unlocking the handcuffs.

How did that feel? I asked her.

"At first, it really hurt, but at the end," Hayley paused. "It was the best feeling I've ever had. I don't think I'll mind the purging anymore."

I smiled at her and finished unlocking her. When she stood up my cum started to drip down her leg.

Oh, I have never seen that before! It must be all the bad stuff. She looked at me happily. Thank you for keeping me healthy out here.

I smiled back. Of course, we want you to be healthy. Shall we get back to work?
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