She felt likerunning away and crying. But the crop in her Mistress?s hands told her anotherstory. She would have to comply. ?Hands behind your head, I...will not repeatmyself?, Rachel?s voice boomed. ?Your reluctance will cost you, now obeyimmediately.? Jessie jumped at the anger in Rachel's voice. She was afraid of theconsequences and her arms went quickly behind her neck, fingers laced, elbows forward. Her young naked breasts caught the cool airin the room and her nipples hardened, standing. Her blatant repeat of my name as I opened a tab, coupled with the slight pout and sultry lingering look, as she handed back my card. The door policy obviously applied to the staff as I returned her smile, stirring thoughts of what may lay ahead.Drink in hand I slipped from the bar admiring the attractive and discerning crowd. A mirage of desires greeted my eyes as I moved from the bar. My eyes suddenly caught by another as paths crossed.Beneath an intricate lace mask, smouldering eyes caught. On the stage was a simple metal framed bed. Attached to one end was a chart, like in a hospital. Projected on the back of the stage was a scene of a hospital ward. A moment later onto the stage strolled a girl in a blue nurse’s uniform. She looked mid twenties, pretty with a little white nurse’s cap perched on her neat dark hair tied back in a pony tail. But her uniform was unlike any nurse uniform I’ve ever seen. It clung to her body emphasising the outline of her hourglass curves. It buttoned. She had fantasized about being fucked by a dick this big and a man this rough for so long. She was not about to let him stop now. She turned her head and looked back up at him."Fuck me! Show me how fuckin good your dick is. But please, I beg you, take it slow. I don't want to have to explain to Tony why my pussy is ripped to shreds." Tom snickered as he began to slowly stroke her cunt.Christie couldn't believe the feeling. Her pussy was crammed tight with hard, fat dick. And she could hear.