“Fucking Psycho Nurse” he half laughed out through his watery eyes. Oh no tears please. It’s a waste of good suffering. “Sing the song, that lovely song I told you to memorize” I said as I knelt down behind my unbound slave rubbing my hands together vigorously after having just re-oiled them. He began to sing, albeit awkwardly as I began to violently rub the sensitive head of his penis up and down causing his knees to buckle slightly. Having just cum for the second time it was understandable that his knees would be giving out but he also knew he was only tied to the fragile rod that was both hanging my curtains and securing his hands. The thing has broke three times …
