There had been a pain in the lower abdomen for a couple of days, but when it became more acute, I went to the hospital's emergency room. Already with quite some pain, I parked my car somewhere between the new and old hospital building, which is only used when they're overwhelmed with patients. I walked to reception and was given a bunch of forms to fill out. I completed them as quickly as possible and returned to my seat. After sitting in the waiting room for what seemed like an eternity, I was taken to a cubicle and had some tests done. Finally, a resident came to tell me that apparently my appendix had ruptured and I needed to be operated on as soon as a surgeon became available. She explained that with little staff and much work, the nurses would be preparing me for emergency surgery. An anesthesiologist came and asked me questions to see if I had any allergies or if I consumed drugs. I told him no, that in fact I was quite resistant to drugs. He seemed pleased and said he'd make sure I didn't wake up during the operation. They gave me an injection that calmed my pain and told me to put on a kind of gown. I remained lying down on the bed with a bit of coldness. After a few minutes, a brunette nurse appeared. Young and very pretty. She asked how I was and if the injection had reduced my pain. I said yes and stayed lying there looking at the ceiling. I noticed that in her blue scrubs pocket had a tag that said Alexa. - Well, we have to shave it for surgery - she said as she went to the sink and filled a large basin with warm water. She opened a cabinet and took out a razor and shaving cream. - Lift up your gown so I can start - she said with an authoritative tone while putting on some latex gloves. She probably noticed my reaction, and told me that usually they would put a nurse in charge of shaving me, but at the moment there wasn't one. I obeyed and lifted up my
Leaving my abdomen and pubis exposed, she first ran an electric razor over the area. As she got closer to my pubis, my penis started moving. She ignored it and finished the job as quickly as possible. Afterward, she moistened the area with a warm towel and applied shaving cream. When she passed the towel over my penis, she paid more attention and care. - Excuse me - I managed to say. She dispersed the foam and felt her soft gloved hand on my stomach and pubis. Blood was flowing into my penis and my embarrassment made me blush. She took a razor from the table and started cutting off the remaining hair. As she got closer to my erect penis, I think she shook her head and whispered a tsk. Suddenly I was completely shaved and she cleaned me again. - Someone's going to come in here to put an IV on you - she said as she left. I returned to wearing my bathrobe and wondered how I could have gotten so hot in the middle of what was happening. I imagined it must be due to the sedative. After a few minutes, another nurse named Tara appeared and proceeded to insert an IV and catheter into my vein. As soon as she started draining, she injected a few cubic centimeters of transparent liquid. The nurse was blonde and very pretty and looking at me said that it was a sedative, to help me relax before the anesthesia. I reclined on the pillow and closed my eyes. The drug took effect and I fell asleep. I thought about how the nurse had a strange look, as if she felt pleasure in exercising control over me and as if I were her defenseless victim. This idea kept spinning in my head. I'm not sure if it wasn't just my imagination, but I felt like my penis was being touched again and then I fell asleep. When I woke up hours later, I was in a bed in a room. The catheter with the IV still in my arm and outside I could feel all the hospital murmur. Note that obviamente ya me habían operado. I was lying there, half asleep for a while, listening to what had happened to me. I discovered another patient in my room and after a few minutes, I could say Hello. We talked for a bit about the reasons that brought us to this place, work, activities... When they heard us talking, a nurse entered to ask how I was doing. I told her I felt pretty well, but I would appreciate some calming medication.
- I'll see what orders the doctor left for you - she replied with a smile while taking my pulse. At that moment, I realized I had patches stuck to my chest with cables connected to a monitor. The nurse's expression indicated everything was fine when she left the room. A few minutes later, she returned smiling and said the doctor had authorized giving me morphine for the pain.
- This won't hurt anymore. But before, I need you to pee - and gave me a papagallo - You have to empty your bladder within the next 30 minutes, okay? We've been hydrating you quite a bit and we want to make sure your bladder is functioning well. I'll be back in a little while.
She left to do her thing. I was left lying in bed, put the papagallo under the sheets, and my penis inside. I tried hard, but nothing came out. In fact, I didn't even feel like peeing. It occurred to me to take a nap for a bit and try again in 30 minutes. I turned on the TV and watched the news. When the newscast ended, I tried to pee again without better results. Ten minutes later, the nurse poked her head into the room and asked if I had any luck peeing.
- Excuse me... no... maybe... I don't feel like it - I said hesitantly.
- I don't think so - she replied - We'll give you another chance, but if you don't pee in 20 minutes, we'll take more drastic measures.
She left and I was left trying to pee with all my might for 20 minutes. Without success. The nurse returned to the room without saying a word and looked at me. The parrot empty.
- We're going to have to put in a catheter. Don't worry, we have an expert. As soon as she can, she'll come here.
Great, I thought Another nurse fondling me. I was hoping morphine would prevent another erection. While waiting, growing more anxious, they took my roommate to the room for some tests. A little later a very pretty nurse in a white gown, entered with a wheeled table. She closed the door and stood next to me, hands in her gown pockets.
- It seems we have a problem, but don't worry, I'll take care of it. It looks like we're alone, so we'll do this my way - she announced while slowly pulling out a pair of latex gloves from her pocket and putting them on - This is quick, and if you do what I say, I'll make it hurt a little... understood?
She looked at me with an intense gaze that seemed to penetrate. It was the same look I had seen in the nurse before the operation. In a movement, she pulled back the sheets and my gown and grasped my penis with her gloved hand. She examined it, turned around, took a pinched piece of cotton soaked in water and disinfectant, removed my foreskin, and disinfected the entire glans. Immediately I started to feel my penis coming alive.
- Quiet... - she said while lubricating my urethra with a syringe and then the catheter. With one hand holding my penis firmly and the other the rubber catheter just millimeters from my urethral opening, she looked at me. And slowly began to penetrate my urethra.
- You'll like it or not, you'll be penetrated anyway, that's clear? - I could only nod with my head - If you submit, it will be easier.
And while one hand held my completely erect penis the other slid the rubber tube down. I felt helpless and very excited at the same time. Every time I was getting harder, and the nurse seemed to have everything under control. The catheter reached my prostate. It hurt when she entered the bladder. She smiled, I'd say with a bit of malice, but it could have been just my imagination. She looked as my urine started to flow and was satisfied when it drained almost half a liter into the collection bag.
Just what we imagined... You're going to have to stay in the hospital tonight, little guy, the nurse said while stroking my face with almost tenderness - The doctor will decide in the morning if we can take out the catheter... But honestly, you behaved very well - she took off her gloves and gathered her things - Goodnight, little guy.
I remained confused on the bed. At 10 pm, a doctor with a white lab coat over green surgical scrubs entered the room.
Hello Miguel, I'm Dr. Schmidt. I operated on you this morning. How are you feeling? she said smiling while standing beside the bed.
As well as can be expected, but I think the morphine is wearing off and I feel like I'll need more, I asked.
Well, we had to clean you up quite a bit and it took longer than we expected, but I'd say it went very well. Are you obeying the nurses? she asked.
Yes, of course... why? - while talking, I looked at her and realized she was really beautiful. Her eyes showed intelligence and her angelic face combined perfectly with her slender body. Not even the bed and lab coat could hide her figure.
When patients are obedient, everything goes well. Those who don't obey have to suffer unpleasant consequences. And we don't want that for you, do we? - there seemed to be a veiled threat in her words, but the sensation of excitement she provoked was unmistakable. The doctor watched my reactions as if she could read my mind.
Let's take a look at you, she said kindly. She removed the sheets and gown. She looked at my penis while putting on a pair of latex gloves. She took my penis in her hand. Her hands and examined the catheter protruding from my urethra.
- We don't have inflammation, so we're going to leave it for tonight - her gloved hand slid down my penis and back up to look at me. She removed my foreskin and palpated my glans while professionally asking - Does it hurt?
- No... - I replied, looking at her.
I thought I saw a spark of lust.
- Do you feel anything if I touch this spot?
- Yes.... Doctor... - I lowered my gaze, but just before doing so, I swear I was smiling.
- Well, then maybe you don't need it for long. We'll control it tonight. Sleep well - She took off her gloves, threw them away, and left me trying to understand everything I had felt in the last few hours. There was a subtext to everything that was happening. The nurses and Dr. Schmidt seemed to have a controlling nature. I always found strong women seductive, and I even had some femdom magazines among my porn material, but I never went beyond letting a girlfriend tie me up with a handkerchief. What I had discovered over the years was that my taste for femdom had developed. But no further than some masturbatory fantasy. These women had somehow discovered my deepest fantasies? It was a dream come true, and it was invading my semi-conscious state. I also noticed that my roommate hadn't returned. At eleven, Dr. Schmidt and two of the nurses who had attended to me earlier entered the room. I could recognize the nurse who had given me the sedative before surgery (Tara) and the one who had inserted the urethral catheter.
- Hey... you guys work late - I said. The nurse smiled and explained that she had actually just arrived and was only making a replacement this morning.
- I'll be taking care of you tonight - she said. Now we're going to give you morphine, and then you'll have... the piece for yourself because we discharged the other patient. Now sleep - and as soon as he said that, the other nurse loaded a syringe with some liquid and injected it into the catheter. The drug flowed into my veins. As I lay there, the last thing I thought before falling asleep was why three women just to give me a tranquilizer?.
I woke up the next morning feeling much better. They still weren't letting me eat, so I called for ice cubes from the nurse. Karen, the nurse from last night, brought me the ice and stayed chatting.
- Did you sleep well? Does anything hurt?
- Everything's fine. How was it last night? - I asked.
- We had to attend to one of the patients on this floor. But it was pretty quiet. I spoke with the doctor and she said to remove the catheter as soon as you're awake. Let me check you out - and once again, the nurse put on a pair of latex gloves and started examining my penis. She brought over a stainless steel tray, took a syringe. Inserted it into the tip of the catheter and aspirated the air that was retaining the catheter inside my bladder. She pulled out the syringe and held my penis very firmly.
- Relax - she said as she grabbed the catheter and started removing it. It seemed to take an awfully long time, apparently enjoying my discomfort. After about 30 seconds, the catheter was completely removed and the nurse rinsed off my glans with alcohol. It burned a bit and I shook in bed.
- Don't be a baby! - she warned as she covered me back up with the sheets - We want you to get up and walk today. Adriana is coming at noon and will help you. You'll be in charge of her this morning - At noon, just like they promised, Nurse Adriana came into my room and told me to prepare to go for a walk. I sat on the bed and let my legs hang over the side. We removed the catheter from the IV and covered me with a gown. The nurse helped me put on some slippers and got me standing up. I was holding onto the support From the serum I took my first hesitant steps in the bedroom towards the corridor. Adriana walked alongside me as we recorried the hallway. I passed by the nurses' office and thought I saw some playful glances between them.
- Let's go back to the bedroom - said the nurse, and I followed her through a deserted corridor. We turned a corner and she gave me a slap on the booty - Walk faster, I don't have all day to stroll around with you! - I hastened my pace to the room - You're going to get liquid diet for lunch, let's see how you tolerate it - Adriana said before leaving. A while later they brought me some gelatin, soup and tea. Although I was hungry, the truth was that none of what was on the tray appealed to me. I took a couple of sips and left the tray aside. About twenty minutes later Adriana returned and saw the food almost untouched.
- You said you wanted to see how you'd tolerate the liquid diet - she sentenced - And when I tell you something, I want you to do it! Eat your lunch!
- But... the soup... got cold...
- You would have eaten it when they left it for you... now eat it cold! - she ordered. So I ate the gelatin, soup and tea. It was horrible, but for some reason I didn't dare argue with my nurse. And my submissive state was particularly attractive to me. The rest of the day passed without incident, but by then Adriana's nurse had left me excited. At that point, the pain in my abdomen was subsiding and being replaced by a totally different kind of pain in my testicles. The constant coming and going of the nurses didn't help. All of them with their celestial bodies that in some cases accentuated attractive buttocks or seductive breasts leaning over my bed. The charm of those young women only increased my excitement. By night I had reached a state that led me to start touching myself until I became fully erect. When it was time for my tranquilizer, I wasn't sure if I could get my penis back to its normal state normal, thing not to call attention. Anyway, nurse Karen didn't comment when she gave me my nighttime dose. The next day was routine. Dr. Schmidt examined me, treated the wound, put on new bandages, and told me I was doing well. I was bored and had nothing to think about, except for the images of doctors and nurses in my head. That same afternoon, a particularly attractive maid was changing the sheets on my bed. I sat down in the chair to let her work and admire her marvelous backside. I started getting an erection and crossed my legs to hide it. As soon as she left the room, I got into bed, covered myself up to the neck, and started masturbating. Without warning, the door opened and the maid came back in with a wheeled tray.
Let's give you a bath, she said, putting on a transparent plastic apron over her blue uniform and latex gloves. I barely had time to lift my legs, trying to hide my erection, but I knew I'd need more time for it to subside.
She told me to sit down so she could wash my back. The warm water on my back was pleasant. After three days in bed, my skin had dried out. The soft and gentle friction was so stimulating that, while my mind was telling me to lower my erection, my body, under the influence of her soft gloves and soap, made my efforts useless.
Now lie down, I'm going to wash your chest, Susana whispered, taking my shoulders and gently helping me recline. As she did, a pocket formed with my gown. The maid quickly pulled up my gown and left my erect penis in view.
Miguel, what's this? Get it down immediately! What do you think? I fired off millions of apologies, but her expression of disgust never changed. Susana continued working, and as she approached the area of my penis, I got harder and harder. When she... I'm going to clean myself up, started feeling spasms and I think she also noticed because she rushed the work. If she had delayed a bit more, I would have ejaculated. The maid left the room immediately. Less than a minute passed before Karen appeared with my sedative.
- You seem like you need a tranquilizer - she said. I had doubts about whether she said it with some double meaning, but I resigned myself to seeing how the drug entered my body. I knew that my state of frustration would continue all night because the tranquilizer took effect quickly.
A day and a half passed without anything happening. Dr. Schmidt came by several times to check on me and seemed satisfied with my progress. She mentioned that she hadn't followed her instructions to always obey my nurses and asked why. I told her I had tried to obey, but sometimes things got out of control.
- Would you like me to tell the Psychologist to come talk to you? Sometimes after surgery, patients have hidden sequelae, but we can help with that.
- If you think it would be helpful, Doctor... but I don't think it's necessary - I replied.
- It won't do any harm. And maybe it will help - she said. I'm going to tell Dr. Negri to come by before you leave - Dr. Schmidt left and whispered something to the nurse who just happened to enter and cross paths with her at that moment. Nothing unusual happened that day, except that it seemed like all the nurses had adopted a more authoritarian attitude when addressing me.
That same afternoon, they knocked on the door and in walked a brunette with a very professional look. A spotless white lab coat opened up to reveal a silk white blouse and black leather skirt. Black boots and a pair of glasses completed the image.
- Good afternoon. I'm Dr. Negri, Psychologist. Dr. Schmidt suggested that I come visit you and see if I can help you. Tell me, Miguel, how are you feeling? - she stood in front of me with her hands in the pockets of her guardrails.
- Well... to be honest, I'm not sure where to start... but... a few days ago I went through a pretty... embarrassing situation. I'm sure that's why they asked me to visit - sighed.
- Tell me - ordered him - with all the details. Don't leave anything out.
And I told him about the episode of the erection while they were bathing me and the maid's reaction.
- Does it seem like a justified reaction?
I wanted to get under the sheets when I answered.
- I think so.
- And then, how do you think we should proceed now? - Dr. Negri approached as if not to miss my response.
- I don't know... I can't think of any punishment... - I said.
- A punishment? Is that what you think is right if we find one suitable?
I shrugged and she took my hands and looked at me.
- Miguel, it seems there are some issues where we can help. May I hypnotize you to get to the root of the problem? I promise this will remain between you and me and the hospital.
I wasn't very sure, but also felt like my legs were giving way and had to accept anything this woman suggested.
- I'm not going anywhere until tomorrow so, why not? - I replied.
- Fine. In a moment I'll be back and maybe we can resolve this in one session tonight - she left and came back with a lamp, a paper bag, and a CD player. She pressed play and soft chanting sounds started playing.
- We need you to be focused and external noises might distract you. These soft sounds help the patient. I also think it's prudent to restrain the patient. You never know what we'll find in the subconscious and if you start struggling, you could hurt yourself. Especially after surgery, you could cause a lot of damage.
Despite having doubts about all this, it was hard to argue with her arguments. So I let her tie my wrists and ankles to the frame of... bed. I realized that I really couldn't move and was in her power. That thought provoked an immediate erection. She didn't notice, or at least didn't make any comment while pointing the lamp at my eyes. She pressed a button and an image started to spin.
- Now listen to me - she ordered - You'll only hear my voice, you won't think about anything else. You'll ignore everything else. Just breathe and listen to my voice. You'll feel your eyelids getting heavier, but don't close your eyes until I tell you to. Just listen to my voice -
Her siren song made me surrender to her desires. I only focused on her voice and the spinning image. It seemed like I was drifting away. Her constant and persuasive orders - And now... you're falling asleep!
I woke up the next morning. I looked around and found a note from Dr. Negri: Last night we made great progress and I think your problems are solved. I'm glad I could be of help. Dr. Negri
I didn't remember anything after falling asleep, but if she thought she had solved a problem, good! A resident came into my room and told me they would discharge me at noon. I gathered my things and waited for them to finish the paperwork. I left without problems and went home to continue my recovery. I took it easy for three or four days and then got back to work. A week after my discharge, I returned to the hospital for a check-up. Dr. Schmidt examined me in her office and ordered some X-rays just to make sure everything was okay. She told me that since the incision had been bigger than expected she wanted to do another check-up next week. A little disappointed not to be able to finish this topic, I scheduled a new appointment. A week went by without any news. Two hours before my appointment, I received a phone call from the hospital telling me Dr. Schmidt wouldn't be able to see me in her office. She told me to present myself directly at... nurses from the floor where I had been admitted. I finished my work and went to the hospital. When I arrived at the nurses' office they assigned me a room, told me to undress and wait, and handed me a gown. I undressed and waited sitting on the edge of the bed. After a while Dr. Schmidt entered. I received your radiology report, she said. What's going on? You'll have to undergo some studies to confirm that everything is okay, she affirmed. It will be... very... long? No, if everything is okay. I want you to take medication so it's best to get an IV. I'll tell a nurse to take care of it, she said and left the room just before Nurse Adriana entered with her equipment and inserted a needle in my arm. The bed had wheels and Nurse Adriana lifted the sides and told me we were going to the analysis area. In a second, Nurse Karen appeared and the two of them started leading me through the corridor. On the way, Dr. Schmidt joined us. The equipment I need is in the old building, she explained. We're going to take you there. We went through the underground tunnel, took an elevator down to a basement, and crossed a poorly lit tunnel. We took another elevator up to the fourth floor. I thought this building was already closed, except for the first two floors, I commented. That's what was planned but they still haven't moved all the equipment, Karen replied as we left the elevator. I noticed that almost all the hospital lights were out. Adriana flipped a switch and the lights came on. This floor really was abandoned! They took me to a room with a large machine and I could hear activity behind me, besides the sound of wheels from my bed. They took me to a room and saw Nurse Adriana preparing an injection. Miguel, I need to apply... This - said Adriana as she injected the liquid into the vein. And there I stayed, with a strong light illuminating my face. I started to feel dizzy and wondering what was happening.
- We've just given you a drug we call crepuscule - whispered Karen - It will allow you to hear and understand everything we say, but you won't be able to react.
Dr. Schmidt began putting straps on my wrists and ankles and launched into her monologue.
- Maybe you're wondering what happened to you over the past few weeks and I think it's time to clear things up. Perhaps you'll remember the first day you were admitted to the hospital. When nurse Alexa shaved you, you got sexually excited and had an erection. That really bothered her and she reported it to Head Nurse Tara. When Tara came to put in your first IV, she observed that you turned out to be quite submissive. This could have been just a coincidence due to your admission or it could be that this is basically your nature. There was only one way to know for sure. Maybe you're wondering why we care about such things. Well, some women in this institution are clearly dominant. Dominatrices. In fact, we've already formed a nice group and work on the same floor. And fate wanted you to be admitted just to that floor. We don't get excited about torturing men and using them for our pleasure. But we try to find men more compliant than the average Neanderthals walking down the street. So we put our candidates through an observation process. You were submitted to the process and turned out to be perfect for our needs. Plus, we have the wonderful opportunity of having three floors of this hospital to carry out our experiments. We have the keys, the environments are soundproofed, and all exits are covered; there's no chance of us being interrupted during the procedures or you getting away from us. escapes. So let me continue telling you your story. Do you remember the second night, when we gave you the calmative? - I nodded my head - Well, actually we gave you pentothal sodium, the truth drug. And then we made all kinds of questions about your sexual fantasies. After all, we want to have our perfect patient. And what better than getting to the bottom of your mind? You told us more than you could imagine. Then we just had to start programming you to accept our orders. The process started with some suggestions. And then I convinced you to submit to hypnosis. This turned out to be crucial, as we implanted a word in your brain that has the effect of making you lose all your strength immediately. So we'll prevent any kind of resistance when we're trying to hold you or refuse to cooperate in any way. Now it's time to shave me again and prepare for the fun - he said smiling.
I felt like my legs weighed a ton and I really couldn't move them. This wasn't a problem for the nurses who lifted the sides of the bed and tied my legs open. In my state of semi-consciousness, I didn't have too much notion of time, but I could feel my pubic area being covered with shaving cream. In a series of soft touches, my pubic hair disappeared and a towel was wiping away excess cream.
-Clean the area with alcohol and start the procedures.
The testicles burned quite a bit when they passed the cotton ball with alcohol. I shook a little, but I could really take it a bit more.
- It has less sensitivity than desired. Nurses, take him to the procedure room and secure him. Then I want him fully conscious so we can enjoy it to the maximum. I think we'll start by examining his retention capacity - said the doctor smiling.
The nurses took my bed to a larger place with white ceramic tiles floor to ceiling and a large steel operating table in the middle. There were small metal cabinets and tables with all kinds of medical instruments around the place. Karen undid me and led me without problems to the table, immediately resecuring me. My arms were crossed at my sides, with the IV placed and my legs in stirrups like those used in gynecology and tied at ankle height, calf height, and thigh height. Another strap held me fast to the table at chest height. The nurses put on plastic aprons over their white scrubs and Dr. Schmidt, as soon as she entered, took off her white lab coat, made a horse's booty with her red hair and put on a green plastic apron over her other side. The nurses and doctor surrounded me while they tied the straps of their aprons to their backs and I slowly began to feel the effects of the drug wearing off and could start to order my thoughts. As soon as I tried to say a word, Nurse Adriana said: - Shall we gag him? It would be a shame if he distracted us in the middle of the procedures. - You're right, nurse. But let's start with something not too big, I don't want to tear his mouth open... for now. That's what Dr. Schmidt threatened. Then Nurse Adriana appeared over my face holding a red rubber ball gag in her hands. - Open wide, big and big... - she ordered, as if I were a boy. And I obeyed - Very good... you're being very good... Are you going to be obedient? - she said while putting on and adjusting the gag and I nodded with my head realizing that any possibility of complaining had disappeared. For a few seconds, Nurse Karen and Dr. Schmidt left but then Karen came back carrying an enema kit, steam was coming out of the irrigator. Nurse Karen put on rubber gloves and put her finger inside the water. - Hot... but I doubt it's that hot to burn your intestines. I don't know... maybe I'm wrong - she laughed and started lubricating her fingers and sliding them in and out of my anus. I felt like I was being penetrated with a finger and it was going in and out several times smoothly.
- Ahhh.... mmmm.... - I couldn't help but get an erection.
- Look at this! - said Nurse Adriana as she put on her rubber gloves - Control yourself already! - and took my penis and gave it small slaps. I felt quite a bit of pain, but not enough to make the erection subside - You're behaving badly and we're going to have to give you a good punishment so you don't forget.
And I felt like a cannula was sliding into my anus and, after hearing a click, water flowed into my intestines. I lay down and closed my eyes. I could feel them touching me softly on my testicles and penis and, suddenly, some small slaps, enough to provoke pain. I opened my eyes and there was Dr. Schmidt, touching me with her lubricated gloves.
- How does he respond to the pain? Obviously he's enjoying it... and we are too - they all smiled and commented. Suddenly I felt a stronger slap on my penis. More laughter and again the soft caresses. I could feel my intestines filling up until they were completely full. But between pleasure and pain, my head was going back and forth all the time. Then I stopped feeling so much pleasure in my stomach and assumed that the enema had ended. No one was touching me anymore and I was lying on the table without knowing what these three women were doing. I was attacked by the first cramps and couldn't help but groan.
- Aagghhh.... - Nurse, distract the patient. I want him to retain the enema for ten minutes, I don't want him to think he's going to be released that quickly.
- With pleasure doctor
I didn't know what was happening, but suddenly I felt very sharp pinches in my testicles. The nurse was passing a Wartenberg wheel through my ... Testíbooties. The torture was from my testíbooties to my penis a dozen times. Up and down and up and down while I was rolling on the bed and the nurses and doctor were smiling. Then I could feel them grabbing my penis firmly and the needle wheel started sliding over my glans. I jumped, or rather tried to jump, while the treatment continued about half a dozen times across that vulnerable point of my anatomy. Through my gag, I asked for mercy, with no result. Suddenly, they stopped.
- Did you see? Not even think about all the water it has in its abdomen. Let it go and let it go to defecate.
While Nurse Adriana was removing my gag, Nurse Karen was releasing my leg and arm restraints. They disconnected the catheter from the vein and attached it to my arm with tape. The nurses were smiling and pointing me towards the bathroom.
- Go and expel all the enema. When you're done, come back - said Nurse Adriana. I ran to the bathroom and sat down on the toilet. Water was flowing in jets and I felt relief for hours. I was releasing waves of enema. Sitting there, I thought about how to escape. Maybe I could push the three women, but I felt weak and disoriented. I was thinking of another strategy when they spoke to me from behind the door.
- Take your time, but when you're done come back to the bed. If you're thinking of escaping, I would reconsider in your place. We have a couple of electric shocks and also the magic word. The electric shock will give you a discharge and the magic word will make you fall where you are and you can hurt yourself. None of the options is pleasant.
I didn't know if that damn magic word really existed, but the threat was terrifying and they were on alert. Despite the immediate future not seeming promising and I had no intention of enduring more pain, it seemed to make sense to wait for another less obvious opportunity to try an escape. I finished expel what was left of the enema and squeezed out all my courage, opened the door and went back to the procedure room. The two nurses had the syringes and the doctor grabbed me by the arm and took me to the operating table. I got on and they resecured me.
- Today we want to turn you into the perfect receiver of the pain that we administer. You have to be receptive to the suffering we offer. Another enema seems like the most suitable option. What do you think, ladies?
- Absolutely - they replied in unison.
- What preparation, Doctor? - Karen consulted.
- A liter of menthol soap seems like a good option.
- One of my favorites! - and I saw nurse Karen leaving with the irrigator. Meanwhile, nurse Adriana and Dr. Schmidt went to get other instruments. When they returned, I felt the doctor washing my penis with a soft cotton ball and again I had an erection.
- See, Doctor? It seems like you can't help but disrespect us. Can I try something to teach him to respect medical personnel?
- Of course, nurse, proceed.
I started feeling pinches one after another all over my scrotum.
- I love Backhaus pins, Doctor, they cause more pain the longer they stay in place. If it hurts a lot, let me know, Miguel?.... and just then Karen arrived with your enema - and I felt myself being lubricated again and a rubber cannula being inserted into me that slid inside and a kind of balloon inflated inside me and then another one outside my anus, pressing.
- Aaaggghhhh.....
- Be quiet!.... Here it comes!!!
And I felt the liquid starting to fill my intestines. Meanwhile, they brought in a tray with more Backhaus pins and applied them to Dr. Schmidt's scrotum, who carefully placed them on me. I screamed, but there was nothing else I could do. For five minutes I felt the soapy water entering my abdomen. Three minutes later, the cramps started. I complained and twisted on the operating table trying to alleviate the pain in vain. After that, Dr. It started applying Backhaus clamps to my erect penis. I was pounding the bed in agony. Finally, I could feel the water flow stop and the pressure inside my body wasn't as much. They placed a few more clamps and the women stopped to admire their work. I tried to bend but nothing could calm the pain.
- Isn't it beautiful to see him suffer? - said Dr. Schmidt, and added - You'll be alone for a while, while we discuss how to continue your treatment.
All of them took off their gloves and aprons and left. I suffered waves of cramps and the pain in my scrotum and penis increased every moment, just as they had anticipated. I was going crazy with pain when Dr. Schmidt returned with her nurses.
- Take off the clamps and let him expel the enema - said the doctor. The nurses put on their latex gloves again and removed the clamps one by one, and the blood flow returned to my penis and testicles. The nurses were laughing among themselves as they freed me from my torture. They took off the straps and I ran to the bathroom. I sat down but the balloons in my anus didn't let me release the liquid.
- Any problem? - asked Nurse Adriana from the bathroom door.
- Front of me, knees - ordered Nurse Karen, and I obeyed. I ended up on my knees in front of her and she took off the gag.
- Aaaahhh... - I sighed relieved, and then received a slap - How are you going to address us?
- Eh... Ma'am... Nurse...
- Very well, patient... What do you want?
- By... please... Ma'am... can I go to... the bathroom... please?
- Fine - said Nurse Adriana smiling - elbows and knees on the floor... lower your head - and I ended up in that humiliating position until they released the valves that kept the Bardex sonda inflated. They pulled out the sonda from me.
- Now, expel all the enema - Karen told me as I was already running to the bathroom.
I expelled waves of enema. I felt some cramps and immediately expelled more enema. - Stay here. Make sure to expel everything. We have all the time in the world... and when you're done, take a shower. I moved and did some stretches to calm the pains again and again. After about twenty minutes, I cleaned up as well as I could and left the bathroom. When I got out, Nurse Adriana was pointing at the shower. I noticed she had the electrode and once more realized that it wasn't intelligent to choose this moment to escape. Plus, a hot shower was my best option in this moment. The nurse accompanied me to the shower and told me to stay looking at the wall. She turned on the water and with a manual shower sprayed me. It was cold! I ran away from the water but the nurse ordered me to expose myself for my cleaning. Reluctantly, I did it and the water took away my sweat and all the dirt that covered my whole body. They threw me a towel and quickly dried me off trying to warm up. I left shivering.
- You're very cold, we'll have to do something to help you - Adriana said - Come, I'm going to let you rest in a warmer place.
By this point I suspected everything but had no options and followed her to a room with a bed and obeyed when she ordered me to lie down. She gave me a pillow and several blankets to cover myself. The shivering stopped and I could finally relax for the first time after many hours. By then, Nurse Karen had also entered the room and started securing me to the bed with various straps. The straps were very tight and my wrists and ankles were tied to the bed frames. Despite everything, I was quite comfortable.
- Try to rest - Karen said, and the two nurses turned around and closed the door as they left. I couldn't go anywhere, so I closed my eyes and slept.
I think it took about an hour or so when a weak light turned on in the room. There was Dr. Schmidt with her hands in her pockets. her white apron and with another nurse who I recognized immediately as Nurse Alexa from my first night in the hospital. - Hello Miguel - said the doctor - Do you remember who this lady is? - Yes, doctor. - And do you remember what you did to her? - Yes, doctor. - What did you do to her, Miguel? I blushed and answered. - She... lacked... repeat... I put... hard... - Yes, you treated her very badly, Miguel, and now we have to show her that you're behaving better, that we're teaching you good manners. Good manners include respecting women and doing things for women without expecting anything in return. Do you understand, Miguel? - No... no... I'm sure... Dr. Schmidt - Giving pleasure to a woman and not getting anything in return. In fact, that's what we're going to teach you now. Nurse Alexa, please prepare yourself, if you would. - With pleasure, doctor - replied Nurse Alexa as she removed her pants and underwear from the ambulance. - Position - ordered the doctor, and Nurse Alexa climbed onto the bed. The doctor gently helped her place her legs on both sides of my head and brought her vagina right in front of my face - Now, Miguel, you're going to make her feel pleasure or suffer the consequences. I started kissing and licking the vagina and soon felt her flow in my mouth. At the same time, I felt the classic sound of the snap snap of the doctor putting on her gloves and her soft hands pulling my foreskin to expose my glans. I shuddered when Nurse Alexa reached her orgasm and when she relaxed, I did too. - Who told you to stop sucking? Keep working! - said Dr. Schmidt angrily and gave my testicles a strong tug. I went back to licking and soon Alexa started moving on top of me. My jaw was starting to ache but I kept trying to please her. Meanwhile, they were still caressing my penis and I could feel the tension in my testicles. Although I wasn't yet at the edge of ejaculation... I was walking down that path. I tried to pull my hips away in an effort to free myself, but the Doctor was pushing me against the bed and continued to stimulate me. I was trying to push my tongue as deep as possible into Alexa's vagina and licking her clitoris. She screamed and had another orgasm. She fell onto my face and wouldn't let me breathe. I moved my head to one side to catch some air, but it wasn't enough.
Well... you did a good job with Alexa Miguel, but you still don't understand what it means not to get any pleasure. You're still ignoring my orders.... look... there's pre-ejaculatory secretion in your urethra. Nurse Alexa, take the patient back to the procedure room - and both of them left.
I was left on the bed unable to move, waiting for the nurse to return. When she came back, she removed the straps and shortly after Dr. Schmidt returned to the room.
Go get Nurse Karen, Alexa, just to make sure she doesn't try anything weird.
Alexa left and the doctor stood beside me with her hands in her scrub pockets and spoke softly.
Miguel... you're very disobedient.... I'm going to have to punish you. I'll give you another enema and put a catheter on you. It seems you can't help but get erections and we need to find a way for you to learn to control yourself. If the usual treatments fail, maybe I'll have to operate on you. If I were in your place, I'd try to learn quickly how to control myself - she said with a wicked smile - You're at our mercy and don't have a choice about what we decide to do to you, at least until you learn to behave like a good patient.
At that moment, Karen and Alexa entered the room. I was still unstrapped and thought it could be my only chance to escape. I turned around and stood up to start running, but the two nurses grabbed my arms, and I think I would have been free if Dr. Schmidt hadn't suddenly shouted: Sappho! And suddenly I lost all my strength in my extremities. I could have fallen face down on the floor, but the nurses held me up. They dragged me to the procedure room and threw me onto the operating table. I started feeling my arms and legs again, but it was already too late. I was completely naked and securely fastened to the table and gynecological stirrups. Well, now I knew what the magic word was and that it really worked.
- Prepare him for a retention plug, Adriana, please practice the first touch - said Dr. Schmidt. Nurse Adriana approached, putting on her latex gloves.
- Relax - she told me as she lubricated her fingers.
I felt her finger probing inside of me. Soon another finger joined and then another. Slowly they entered and then withdrew without being fully removed. Each time the fingers opened up a little more.
- Ahhhh...
- Come... accept it... - Adriana said, looking at me with her eyes. And she inserted four fingers that slid smoothly in and out. It was too much for my penis to start waking up. At that moment, Nurse Karen entered, carrying a pair of latex gloves and hit my penis with them before putting them on. My penis jerked in the air.
- Doctor, the patient is not complying... can we help him reflect?... What do you think about dilating it before placing the catheter?
- Nurse, you're right - started Dr. Schmidt, while removing her white scrub and putting on a green surgical cap of the same color as her ambo - A series of Van Buren probes, maybe with some irritating coverage to help lubricate. Prepare him.
- No... please... - I screamed.
- Shh... be quiet - Nurse Karen told me.
- I already have the anus well dilated and lubricated, Doctor... what do we do? - Adriana asked.
- Ah yes, don't waste a job so well done. Put in a medium plug... for now.
Nurse Adriana went to a cabinet and took out a black rubber plug and started lubricating it. Returned to and stopped between my legs.
- Breathe deeply...
- Please... please nurse... please...
- Breathe deeply!
And I felt the rounded tip pressing against my anus. The nurse gently pushed it in and out.
- Aaagghhhh..... aaaggghhh.....
The process was repeated about a dozen times, each time a little deeper until, with a final push, she introduced it completely into me.
- Aaaaoooohhhhh.... - I shook with a wave of pain that invaded me, but soon the pain subsided and I remained agitated on the bed, at the mercy of the nurses and Dr. Schmidt, who had now put on surgical masks and gloves and were placing a large light over my penis. Nurse Karen appeared on my face with the gag with the red rubber ball in her hands.
- Miguel, you know... big mouth...
I obeyed and opened my mouth for them to gag me. The doctor stood between my legs, adjusting her gloves and the nurses standing on either side.
- Disinfectant - the Doctor asked, and they handed her a kind of forceps with a cotton ball at the tip. The Doctor took my penis firmly and retracted my foreskin to work on my glans. She started cleaning my penis with the cotton ball, which I soon realized was soaked in alcohol and the burning began. The Doctor returned the forceps and Nurse Adriana handed her a syringe full of surgical lubricant. The Doctor introduced the tip of the syringe into my penis and, when she pressed the plunger, I felt the cold gel injected into my urethra.
- Let's proceed slowly, ladies. Enjoy the procedure - were the words that came out behind the Doctor's mask.
- Are we starting with 24, Doctor? - asked Nurse Adriana.
- Yes, please.
The nurse lifted a thin stainless steel rod from the instrument tray and handed it to Dr. Schmidt. She took the end of the rod to my glans and inserted it. The probe penetrated The length of my penis and once inside, she turned it. Despite being really sensitive, it wasn't painful.
Twenty, please.
A new probe was handed to the Doctor and properly inserted into my penis. It slid in deep until almost disappearing. She slid it up and down no less than a dozen times before replacing it with another 18mm probe. The process with this probe was identical to the previous one, but its size grew and stretched my urethra with each ascending and descending movement. Finally, an even larger probe was placed in front of my urethral opening. As I thought I was going to tear apart as it entered slowly. Dr. Schmidt introduced it into my penis.
- Isn't it stimulating, Miguel? - she asked - And the best part is that you can do nothing. You have to submit to us... and suffer - she played with the enormous probe, caressing my penis. Suddenly, she exhibited it in front of my eyes - Too big?
I nodded my head, pleading with my gaze.
- Nurse, let's go back to the 18mm probe. But apparently, the patient is losing lubrication. Prepare another syringe of lubricant - she said, winking at the nurse.
The nurse caught on immediately and prepared a new syringe with a mixture of surgical lubricant and some kind of oil. They injected it into my penis, and immediately the burning began. When they inserted the probe and pushed it all the way in, the burning increased. Dr. Schmidt intentionally penetrated me, and the nurses ridiculed me.
- It seems that the patient is responding to treatment with peppermint and eucalyptus oil.
- Yes, Doctor... clearly responds.
- Does it seem like this dilation will be enough?
The three of us looked at each other for a few seconds. Their gloved hands, covered in lubricant and some blood, held above their waists like in an operating room.
- We'll have to give our patient a break. Nurse Karen, prepare the catheter. The nurse opened the rubber catheter in orange color and prepared everything necessary to insert it inside me. They had already removed the probe, but they lubricated my urethral conduit a little more, and the catheter slid through my penis. When it reached the prostate I jumped, but it quickly crossed it and arrived at the bladder. They inflated the balloon that forces the catheter to stay in place and urine flowed into the collection bag. The doctor murmured something to Nurse Adriana and she approached me, positioning herself between my legs.
Breathe deeply, she said, and removed the plug from my anus. She lifted another rubber tube from the instrument tray and showed it to me - If you relax your tiny ass, you won't feel it. And with that, she started inserting the cannula quite deep inside me. After lifting a very large syringe filled with dark liquid, she connected it to the cannula and I felt another enema.
We want to help you rest, so this enema has a 'sedative' component, Nurse Karen said, while changing the empty syringe for a full one and continuing to inject it into my intestines. Suddenly I started feeling a taste like wine in my mouth and soon after I could smell it too. They were giving me an enema of wine! And the syringes kept coming until I had almost a liter in my stomach. I was a bit dizzy, but I felt when they removed the cannula and put the plug back in my anus.
Let's go to the room, Miguel. It's time for your nap, Nurse Adriana said.
The three women undressed me and moved me to another bed and into the room. There, they secured my wrists and ankles to the sides of the bed.
We want you to take a nap, Miguel. And we're going to rest too, Dr. Schmidt explained, still wearing her mask dangling from her delicate neck.
Doctor, we all need to rest. What if our patient suddenly gets thirsty? Who will... help?... poor guy - said Karen, ironically.
- What am I thinking...? - said Dr. Schmidt with false modesty - We can't let that happen. Let's make sure Miguel doesn't get thirsty during his siesta.
The three of them understood the joke, but I didn't. They put on new latex gloves and started preparing something. Nurse Karen stood next to me and took off my gag.
- Aaahhhhh.... mu... many thanks... nurse lady... - I barely finished the sentence before she lifted something from the tray and showed it to me. It was another gag.
- No... please... - I asked.
- Miguel... open wide, big mouth - and she put the new gag in my mouth, which wasn't as tight as the previous one but there was no way to take it out of my mouth. The rubber ball had a hole in its center.
- Let's give him something he can drink when he's thirsty, Karen - and Karen disconnected the catheter from the collection bag and connected it to a transparent tube. She passed the other end of the tube through the hole in the rubber ball of my gag. No liquid was coming out of the tube, so the strong plastic taste of the tube invaded my mouth.
- The wine is going to reach your bladder, and I'm sure you'll be thirsty. But first we want you to rest. This will help - she said to me. She put a blindfold made of black rubber on my eyes, leaving me in absolute darkness. I realized that now that I couldn't see, I also wouldn't be able to prepare for the urine coming into my mouth. The tube was deep enough, almost in my throat, so I couldn't block it with my tongue.
- Sleep well - she whispered in my ear and I heard the door close when she left the room. The wine was taking effect and I felt myself getting more and more dizzy. I was also tired and started to doze off. I was woken up by the taste of the cold urine falling into my mouth. I swallowed, knowing that once the flow began it wouldn't stop. I tried to move my hands, wrists, and entire body trying to get rid of the tube in my mouth but there was no way to reach it, it was too far out of my grasp. Urine fell in small doses and continued falling all the time while I lay down in the dark room. After half an hour since the first drop of urine reached my throat, I heard that the door had opened and the lights were turning on. - Look how nice he is! Nurse, he's been taking enough already and needs to sleep. Let's reconnect the collection bag and let him sleep until tomorrow. I heard the voice and after a while recognized it was Dr. Negri. I could feel them removing the tube from my mouth. I was listening to things moving around my bed and assumed the nurses were following instructions. I thought how good it would be to sleep a little and stop feeling the pressure in my bladder. - It seems the patient's penis is irritated. Put cream on the penis and scrotum, then an elastic band to cover the area. Cover it well, remove the gag and let him rest. I'm going to take a break for a couple of hours. The patient is under your care. Dr. Schmidt and the other nurses won't be back until tomorrow. If there's an emergency, call Nurse Tara. They removed the blankets and left me completely exposed. They lifted my head and removed the gag and blindfold. My vision came into focus and I saw the room with dim light. The beautiful blonde nurse was moving professionally around the room, preparing everything she would need on a tray next to the bed. - Maybe this will burn a bit, but the doctor wants it to heal as soon as possible and this is the best way - she said while raising her eyebrows to indicate that reality was quite different from what had been expressed. Nurse Tara put on her latex gloves, opened a container, put a lot of cream between her fingers. She grasped my penis firmly and started spreading the cream all along it and then over my testibooties. It was like half a minute passing cream over my testibooties. Then it grabbed an elastic band roll and wrapped me around the base of my penis. Secured the band with some adhesive tape and started wrapping my testibooties, from there on up along my penis. The entire area was wrapped and covered, and the catheter that I had put in emerged from the wraps. From the moment it started applying cream, I began to feel a growing heat. I smelled eucalyptus and as time passed, the heat increased. I shook and twisted in bed, but couldn't find relief.
-Augh...- I couldn't help but let out a groan, but only managed to get Alexa to place one of her gloved fingers on my lips in clear sign of silence.
-Shhh... This is for your own good... And I'm going to give you another tip. Don't scream, because you'll regret it. Probably I'm the only friend you have here, but if you wake up Dr. Negri I'll be very angry. The pain will disappear in about ten minutes and I suggest you sleep because tomorrow you're going to have a very long day. Sleep.
The penis pain was unbearable, but I remembered the warning and whispered a groan. Tara had been right and after a while the pain disappeared. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
Leaving my abdomen and pubis exposed, she first ran an electric razor over the area. As she got closer to my pubis, my penis started moving. She ignored it and finished the job as quickly as possible. Afterward, she moistened the area with a warm towel and applied shaving cream. When she passed the towel over my penis, she paid more attention and care. - Excuse me - I managed to say. She dispersed the foam and felt her soft gloved hand on my stomach and pubis. Blood was flowing into my penis and my embarrassment made me blush. She took a razor from the table and started cutting off the remaining hair. As she got closer to my erect penis, I think she shook her head and whispered a tsk. Suddenly I was completely shaved and she cleaned me again. - Someone's going to come in here to put an IV on you - she said as she left. I returned to wearing my bathrobe and wondered how I could have gotten so hot in the middle of what was happening. I imagined it must be due to the sedative. After a few minutes, another nurse named Tara appeared and proceeded to insert an IV and catheter into my vein. As soon as she started draining, she injected a few cubic centimeters of transparent liquid. The nurse was blonde and very pretty and looking at me said that it was a sedative, to help me relax before the anesthesia. I reclined on the pillow and closed my eyes. The drug took effect and I fell asleep. I thought about how the nurse had a strange look, as if she felt pleasure in exercising control over me and as if I were her defenseless victim. This idea kept spinning in my head. I'm not sure if it wasn't just my imagination, but I felt like my penis was being touched again and then I fell asleep. When I woke up hours later, I was in a bed in a room. The catheter with the IV still in my arm and outside I could feel all the hospital murmur. Note that obviamente ya me habían operado. I was lying there, half asleep for a while, listening to what had happened to me. I discovered another patient in my room and after a few minutes, I could say Hello. We talked for a bit about the reasons that brought us to this place, work, activities... When they heard us talking, a nurse entered to ask how I was doing. I told her I felt pretty well, but I would appreciate some calming medication.
- I'll see what orders the doctor left for you - she replied with a smile while taking my pulse. At that moment, I realized I had patches stuck to my chest with cables connected to a monitor. The nurse's expression indicated everything was fine when she left the room. A few minutes later, she returned smiling and said the doctor had authorized giving me morphine for the pain.
- This won't hurt anymore. But before, I need you to pee - and gave me a papagallo - You have to empty your bladder within the next 30 minutes, okay? We've been hydrating you quite a bit and we want to make sure your bladder is functioning well. I'll be back in a little while.
She left to do her thing. I was left lying in bed, put the papagallo under the sheets, and my penis inside. I tried hard, but nothing came out. In fact, I didn't even feel like peeing. It occurred to me to take a nap for a bit and try again in 30 minutes. I turned on the TV and watched the news. When the newscast ended, I tried to pee again without better results. Ten minutes later, the nurse poked her head into the room and asked if I had any luck peeing.
- Excuse me... no... maybe... I don't feel like it - I said hesitantly.
- I don't think so - she replied - We'll give you another chance, but if you don't pee in 20 minutes, we'll take more drastic measures.
She left and I was left trying to pee with all my might for 20 minutes. Without success. The nurse returned to the room without saying a word and looked at me. The parrot empty.
- We're going to have to put in a catheter. Don't worry, we have an expert. As soon as she can, she'll come here.
Great, I thought Another nurse fondling me. I was hoping morphine would prevent another erection. While waiting, growing more anxious, they took my roommate to the room for some tests. A little later a very pretty nurse in a white gown, entered with a wheeled table. She closed the door and stood next to me, hands in her gown pockets.
- It seems we have a problem, but don't worry, I'll take care of it. It looks like we're alone, so we'll do this my way - she announced while slowly pulling out a pair of latex gloves from her pocket and putting them on - This is quick, and if you do what I say, I'll make it hurt a little... understood?
She looked at me with an intense gaze that seemed to penetrate. It was the same look I had seen in the nurse before the operation. In a movement, she pulled back the sheets and my gown and grasped my penis with her gloved hand. She examined it, turned around, took a pinched piece of cotton soaked in water and disinfectant, removed my foreskin, and disinfected the entire glans. Immediately I started to feel my penis coming alive.
- Quiet... - she said while lubricating my urethra with a syringe and then the catheter. With one hand holding my penis firmly and the other the rubber catheter just millimeters from my urethral opening, she looked at me. And slowly began to penetrate my urethra.
- You'll like it or not, you'll be penetrated anyway, that's clear? - I could only nod with my head - If you submit, it will be easier.
And while one hand held my completely erect penis the other slid the rubber tube down. I felt helpless and very excited at the same time. Every time I was getting harder, and the nurse seemed to have everything under control. The catheter reached my prostate. It hurt when she entered the bladder. She smiled, I'd say with a bit of malice, but it could have been just my imagination. She looked as my urine started to flow and was satisfied when it drained almost half a liter into the collection bag.
Just what we imagined... You're going to have to stay in the hospital tonight, little guy, the nurse said while stroking my face with almost tenderness - The doctor will decide in the morning if we can take out the catheter... But honestly, you behaved very well - she took off her gloves and gathered her things - Goodnight, little guy.
I remained confused on the bed. At 10 pm, a doctor with a white lab coat over green surgical scrubs entered the room.
Hello Miguel, I'm Dr. Schmidt. I operated on you this morning. How are you feeling? she said smiling while standing beside the bed.
As well as can be expected, but I think the morphine is wearing off and I feel like I'll need more, I asked.
Well, we had to clean you up quite a bit and it took longer than we expected, but I'd say it went very well. Are you obeying the nurses? she asked.
Yes, of course... why? - while talking, I looked at her and realized she was really beautiful. Her eyes showed intelligence and her angelic face combined perfectly with her slender body. Not even the bed and lab coat could hide her figure.
When patients are obedient, everything goes well. Those who don't obey have to suffer unpleasant consequences. And we don't want that for you, do we? - there seemed to be a veiled threat in her words, but the sensation of excitement she provoked was unmistakable. The doctor watched my reactions as if she could read my mind.
Let's take a look at you, she said kindly. She removed the sheets and gown. She looked at my penis while putting on a pair of latex gloves. She took my penis in her hand. Her hands and examined the catheter protruding from my urethra.
- We don't have inflammation, so we're going to leave it for tonight - her gloved hand slid down my penis and back up to look at me. She removed my foreskin and palpated my glans while professionally asking - Does it hurt?
- No... - I replied, looking at her.
I thought I saw a spark of lust.
- Do you feel anything if I touch this spot?
- Yes.... Doctor... - I lowered my gaze, but just before doing so, I swear I was smiling.
- Well, then maybe you don't need it for long. We'll control it tonight. Sleep well - She took off her gloves, threw them away, and left me trying to understand everything I had felt in the last few hours. There was a subtext to everything that was happening. The nurses and Dr. Schmidt seemed to have a controlling nature. I always found strong women seductive, and I even had some femdom magazines among my porn material, but I never went beyond letting a girlfriend tie me up with a handkerchief. What I had discovered over the years was that my taste for femdom had developed. But no further than some masturbatory fantasy. These women had somehow discovered my deepest fantasies? It was a dream come true, and it was invading my semi-conscious state. I also noticed that my roommate hadn't returned. At eleven, Dr. Schmidt and two of the nurses who had attended to me earlier entered the room. I could recognize the nurse who had given me the sedative before surgery (Tara) and the one who had inserted the urethral catheter.
- Hey... you guys work late - I said. The nurse smiled and explained that she had actually just arrived and was only making a replacement this morning.
- I'll be taking care of you tonight - she said. Now we're going to give you morphine, and then you'll have... the piece for yourself because we discharged the other patient. Now sleep - and as soon as he said that, the other nurse loaded a syringe with some liquid and injected it into the catheter. The drug flowed into my veins. As I lay there, the last thing I thought before falling asleep was why three women just to give me a tranquilizer?.
I woke up the next morning feeling much better. They still weren't letting me eat, so I called for ice cubes from the nurse. Karen, the nurse from last night, brought me the ice and stayed chatting.
- Did you sleep well? Does anything hurt?
- Everything's fine. How was it last night? - I asked.
- We had to attend to one of the patients on this floor. But it was pretty quiet. I spoke with the doctor and she said to remove the catheter as soon as you're awake. Let me check you out - and once again, the nurse put on a pair of latex gloves and started examining my penis. She brought over a stainless steel tray, took a syringe. Inserted it into the tip of the catheter and aspirated the air that was retaining the catheter inside my bladder. She pulled out the syringe and held my penis very firmly.
- Relax - she said as she grabbed the catheter and started removing it. It seemed to take an awfully long time, apparently enjoying my discomfort. After about 30 seconds, the catheter was completely removed and the nurse rinsed off my glans with alcohol. It burned a bit and I shook in bed.
- Don't be a baby! - she warned as she covered me back up with the sheets - We want you to get up and walk today. Adriana is coming at noon and will help you. You'll be in charge of her this morning - At noon, just like they promised, Nurse Adriana came into my room and told me to prepare to go for a walk. I sat on the bed and let my legs hang over the side. We removed the catheter from the IV and covered me with a gown. The nurse helped me put on some slippers and got me standing up. I was holding onto the support From the serum I took my first hesitant steps in the bedroom towards the corridor. Adriana walked alongside me as we recorried the hallway. I passed by the nurses' office and thought I saw some playful glances between them.
- Let's go back to the bedroom - said the nurse, and I followed her through a deserted corridor. We turned a corner and she gave me a slap on the booty - Walk faster, I don't have all day to stroll around with you! - I hastened my pace to the room - You're going to get liquid diet for lunch, let's see how you tolerate it - Adriana said before leaving. A while later they brought me some gelatin, soup and tea. Although I was hungry, the truth was that none of what was on the tray appealed to me. I took a couple of sips and left the tray aside. About twenty minutes later Adriana returned and saw the food almost untouched.
- You said you wanted to see how you'd tolerate the liquid diet - she sentenced - And when I tell you something, I want you to do it! Eat your lunch!
- But... the soup... got cold...
- You would have eaten it when they left it for you... now eat it cold! - she ordered. So I ate the gelatin, soup and tea. It was horrible, but for some reason I didn't dare argue with my nurse. And my submissive state was particularly attractive to me. The rest of the day passed without incident, but by then Adriana's nurse had left me excited. At that point, the pain in my abdomen was subsiding and being replaced by a totally different kind of pain in my testicles. The constant coming and going of the nurses didn't help. All of them with their celestial bodies that in some cases accentuated attractive buttocks or seductive breasts leaning over my bed. The charm of those young women only increased my excitement. By night I had reached a state that led me to start touching myself until I became fully erect. When it was time for my tranquilizer, I wasn't sure if I could get my penis back to its normal state normal, thing not to call attention. Anyway, nurse Karen didn't comment when she gave me my nighttime dose. The next day was routine. Dr. Schmidt examined me, treated the wound, put on new bandages, and told me I was doing well. I was bored and had nothing to think about, except for the images of doctors and nurses in my head. That same afternoon, a particularly attractive maid was changing the sheets on my bed. I sat down in the chair to let her work and admire her marvelous backside. I started getting an erection and crossed my legs to hide it. As soon as she left the room, I got into bed, covered myself up to the neck, and started masturbating. Without warning, the door opened and the maid came back in with a wheeled tray.
Let's give you a bath, she said, putting on a transparent plastic apron over her blue uniform and latex gloves. I barely had time to lift my legs, trying to hide my erection, but I knew I'd need more time for it to subside.
She told me to sit down so she could wash my back. The warm water on my back was pleasant. After three days in bed, my skin had dried out. The soft and gentle friction was so stimulating that, while my mind was telling me to lower my erection, my body, under the influence of her soft gloves and soap, made my efforts useless.
Now lie down, I'm going to wash your chest, Susana whispered, taking my shoulders and gently helping me recline. As she did, a pocket formed with my gown. The maid quickly pulled up my gown and left my erect penis in view.
Miguel, what's this? Get it down immediately! What do you think? I fired off millions of apologies, but her expression of disgust never changed. Susana continued working, and as she approached the area of my penis, I got harder and harder. When she... I'm going to clean myself up, started feeling spasms and I think she also noticed because she rushed the work. If she had delayed a bit more, I would have ejaculated. The maid left the room immediately. Less than a minute passed before Karen appeared with my sedative.
- You seem like you need a tranquilizer - she said. I had doubts about whether she said it with some double meaning, but I resigned myself to seeing how the drug entered my body. I knew that my state of frustration would continue all night because the tranquilizer took effect quickly.
A day and a half passed without anything happening. Dr. Schmidt came by several times to check on me and seemed satisfied with my progress. She mentioned that she hadn't followed her instructions to always obey my nurses and asked why. I told her I had tried to obey, but sometimes things got out of control.
- Would you like me to tell the Psychologist to come talk to you? Sometimes after surgery, patients have hidden sequelae, but we can help with that.
- If you think it would be helpful, Doctor... but I don't think it's necessary - I replied.
- It won't do any harm. And maybe it will help - she said. I'm going to tell Dr. Negri to come by before you leave - Dr. Schmidt left and whispered something to the nurse who just happened to enter and cross paths with her at that moment. Nothing unusual happened that day, except that it seemed like all the nurses had adopted a more authoritarian attitude when addressing me.
That same afternoon, they knocked on the door and in walked a brunette with a very professional look. A spotless white lab coat opened up to reveal a silk white blouse and black leather skirt. Black boots and a pair of glasses completed the image.
- Good afternoon. I'm Dr. Negri, Psychologist. Dr. Schmidt suggested that I come visit you and see if I can help you. Tell me, Miguel, how are you feeling? - she stood in front of me with her hands in the pockets of her guardrails.
- Well... to be honest, I'm not sure where to start... but... a few days ago I went through a pretty... embarrassing situation. I'm sure that's why they asked me to visit - sighed.
- Tell me - ordered him - with all the details. Don't leave anything out.
And I told him about the episode of the erection while they were bathing me and the maid's reaction.
- Does it seem like a justified reaction?
I wanted to get under the sheets when I answered.
- I think so.
- And then, how do you think we should proceed now? - Dr. Negri approached as if not to miss my response.
- I don't know... I can't think of any punishment... - I said.
- A punishment? Is that what you think is right if we find one suitable?
I shrugged and she took my hands and looked at me.
- Miguel, it seems there are some issues where we can help. May I hypnotize you to get to the root of the problem? I promise this will remain between you and me and the hospital.
I wasn't very sure, but also felt like my legs were giving way and had to accept anything this woman suggested.
- I'm not going anywhere until tomorrow so, why not? - I replied.
- Fine. In a moment I'll be back and maybe we can resolve this in one session tonight - she left and came back with a lamp, a paper bag, and a CD player. She pressed play and soft chanting sounds started playing.
- We need you to be focused and external noises might distract you. These soft sounds help the patient. I also think it's prudent to restrain the patient. You never know what we'll find in the subconscious and if you start struggling, you could hurt yourself. Especially after surgery, you could cause a lot of damage.
Despite having doubts about all this, it was hard to argue with her arguments. So I let her tie my wrists and ankles to the frame of... bed. I realized that I really couldn't move and was in her power. That thought provoked an immediate erection. She didn't notice, or at least didn't make any comment while pointing the lamp at my eyes. She pressed a button and an image started to spin.
- Now listen to me - she ordered - You'll only hear my voice, you won't think about anything else. You'll ignore everything else. Just breathe and listen to my voice. You'll feel your eyelids getting heavier, but don't close your eyes until I tell you to. Just listen to my voice -
Her siren song made me surrender to her desires. I only focused on her voice and the spinning image. It seemed like I was drifting away. Her constant and persuasive orders - And now... you're falling asleep!
I woke up the next morning. I looked around and found a note from Dr. Negri: Last night we made great progress and I think your problems are solved. I'm glad I could be of help. Dr. Negri
I didn't remember anything after falling asleep, but if she thought she had solved a problem, good! A resident came into my room and told me they would discharge me at noon. I gathered my things and waited for them to finish the paperwork. I left without problems and went home to continue my recovery. I took it easy for three or four days and then got back to work. A week after my discharge, I returned to the hospital for a check-up. Dr. Schmidt examined me in her office and ordered some X-rays just to make sure everything was okay. She told me that since the incision had been bigger than expected she wanted to do another check-up next week. A little disappointed not to be able to finish this topic, I scheduled a new appointment. A week went by without any news. Two hours before my appointment, I received a phone call from the hospital telling me Dr. Schmidt wouldn't be able to see me in her office. She told me to present myself directly at... nurses from the floor where I had been admitted. I finished my work and went to the hospital. When I arrived at the nurses' office they assigned me a room, told me to undress and wait, and handed me a gown. I undressed and waited sitting on the edge of the bed. After a while Dr. Schmidt entered. I received your radiology report, she said. What's going on? You'll have to undergo some studies to confirm that everything is okay, she affirmed. It will be... very... long? No, if everything is okay. I want you to take medication so it's best to get an IV. I'll tell a nurse to take care of it, she said and left the room just before Nurse Adriana entered with her equipment and inserted a needle in my arm. The bed had wheels and Nurse Adriana lifted the sides and told me we were going to the analysis area. In a second, Nurse Karen appeared and the two of them started leading me through the corridor. On the way, Dr. Schmidt joined us. The equipment I need is in the old building, she explained. We're going to take you there. We went through the underground tunnel, took an elevator down to a basement, and crossed a poorly lit tunnel. We took another elevator up to the fourth floor. I thought this building was already closed, except for the first two floors, I commented. That's what was planned but they still haven't moved all the equipment, Karen replied as we left the elevator. I noticed that almost all the hospital lights were out. Adriana flipped a switch and the lights came on. This floor really was abandoned! They took me to a room with a large machine and I could hear activity behind me, besides the sound of wheels from my bed. They took me to a room and saw Nurse Adriana preparing an injection. Miguel, I need to apply... This - said Adriana as she injected the liquid into the vein. And there I stayed, with a strong light illuminating my face. I started to feel dizzy and wondering what was happening.
- We've just given you a drug we call crepuscule - whispered Karen - It will allow you to hear and understand everything we say, but you won't be able to react.
Dr. Schmidt began putting straps on my wrists and ankles and launched into her monologue.
- Maybe you're wondering what happened to you over the past few weeks and I think it's time to clear things up. Perhaps you'll remember the first day you were admitted to the hospital. When nurse Alexa shaved you, you got sexually excited and had an erection. That really bothered her and she reported it to Head Nurse Tara. When Tara came to put in your first IV, she observed that you turned out to be quite submissive. This could have been just a coincidence due to your admission or it could be that this is basically your nature. There was only one way to know for sure. Maybe you're wondering why we care about such things. Well, some women in this institution are clearly dominant. Dominatrices. In fact, we've already formed a nice group and work on the same floor. And fate wanted you to be admitted just to that floor. We don't get excited about torturing men and using them for our pleasure. But we try to find men more compliant than the average Neanderthals walking down the street. So we put our candidates through an observation process. You were submitted to the process and turned out to be perfect for our needs. Plus, we have the wonderful opportunity of having three floors of this hospital to carry out our experiments. We have the keys, the environments are soundproofed, and all exits are covered; there's no chance of us being interrupted during the procedures or you getting away from us. escapes. So let me continue telling you your story. Do you remember the second night, when we gave you the calmative? - I nodded my head - Well, actually we gave you pentothal sodium, the truth drug. And then we made all kinds of questions about your sexual fantasies. After all, we want to have our perfect patient. And what better than getting to the bottom of your mind? You told us more than you could imagine. Then we just had to start programming you to accept our orders. The process started with some suggestions. And then I convinced you to submit to hypnosis. This turned out to be crucial, as we implanted a word in your brain that has the effect of making you lose all your strength immediately. So we'll prevent any kind of resistance when we're trying to hold you or refuse to cooperate in any way. Now it's time to shave me again and prepare for the fun - he said smiling.
I felt like my legs weighed a ton and I really couldn't move them. This wasn't a problem for the nurses who lifted the sides of the bed and tied my legs open. In my state of semi-consciousness, I didn't have too much notion of time, but I could feel my pubic area being covered with shaving cream. In a series of soft touches, my pubic hair disappeared and a towel was wiping away excess cream.
-Clean the area with alcohol and start the procedures.
The testicles burned quite a bit when they passed the cotton ball with alcohol. I shook a little, but I could really take it a bit more.
- It has less sensitivity than desired. Nurses, take him to the procedure room and secure him. Then I want him fully conscious so we can enjoy it to the maximum. I think we'll start by examining his retention capacity - said the doctor smiling.
The nurses took my bed to a larger place with white ceramic tiles floor to ceiling and a large steel operating table in the middle. There were small metal cabinets and tables with all kinds of medical instruments around the place. Karen undid me and led me without problems to the table, immediately resecuring me. My arms were crossed at my sides, with the IV placed and my legs in stirrups like those used in gynecology and tied at ankle height, calf height, and thigh height. Another strap held me fast to the table at chest height. The nurses put on plastic aprons over their white scrubs and Dr. Schmidt, as soon as she entered, took off her white lab coat, made a horse's booty with her red hair and put on a green plastic apron over her other side. The nurses and doctor surrounded me while they tied the straps of their aprons to their backs and I slowly began to feel the effects of the drug wearing off and could start to order my thoughts. As soon as I tried to say a word, Nurse Adriana said: - Shall we gag him? It would be a shame if he distracted us in the middle of the procedures. - You're right, nurse. But let's start with something not too big, I don't want to tear his mouth open... for now. That's what Dr. Schmidt threatened. Then Nurse Adriana appeared over my face holding a red rubber ball gag in her hands. - Open wide, big and big... - she ordered, as if I were a boy. And I obeyed - Very good... you're being very good... Are you going to be obedient? - she said while putting on and adjusting the gag and I nodded with my head realizing that any possibility of complaining had disappeared. For a few seconds, Nurse Karen and Dr. Schmidt left but then Karen came back carrying an enema kit, steam was coming out of the irrigator. Nurse Karen put on rubber gloves and put her finger inside the water. - Hot... but I doubt it's that hot to burn your intestines. I don't know... maybe I'm wrong - she laughed and started lubricating her fingers and sliding them in and out of my anus. I felt like I was being penetrated with a finger and it was going in and out several times smoothly.
- Ahhh.... mmmm.... - I couldn't help but get an erection.
- Look at this! - said Nurse Adriana as she put on her rubber gloves - Control yourself already! - and took my penis and gave it small slaps. I felt quite a bit of pain, but not enough to make the erection subside - You're behaving badly and we're going to have to give you a good punishment so you don't forget.
And I felt like a cannula was sliding into my anus and, after hearing a click, water flowed into my intestines. I lay down and closed my eyes. I could feel them touching me softly on my testicles and penis and, suddenly, some small slaps, enough to provoke pain. I opened my eyes and there was Dr. Schmidt, touching me with her lubricated gloves.
- How does he respond to the pain? Obviously he's enjoying it... and we are too - they all smiled and commented. Suddenly I felt a stronger slap on my penis. More laughter and again the soft caresses. I could feel my intestines filling up until they were completely full. But between pleasure and pain, my head was going back and forth all the time. Then I stopped feeling so much pleasure in my stomach and assumed that the enema had ended. No one was touching me anymore and I was lying on the table without knowing what these three women were doing. I was attacked by the first cramps and couldn't help but groan.
- Aagghhh.... - Nurse, distract the patient. I want him to retain the enema for ten minutes, I don't want him to think he's going to be released that quickly.
- With pleasure doctor
I didn't know what was happening, but suddenly I felt very sharp pinches in my testicles. The nurse was passing a Wartenberg wheel through my ... Testíbooties. The torture was from my testíbooties to my penis a dozen times. Up and down and up and down while I was rolling on the bed and the nurses and doctor were smiling. Then I could feel them grabbing my penis firmly and the needle wheel started sliding over my glans. I jumped, or rather tried to jump, while the treatment continued about half a dozen times across that vulnerable point of my anatomy. Through my gag, I asked for mercy, with no result. Suddenly, they stopped.
- Did you see? Not even think about all the water it has in its abdomen. Let it go and let it go to defecate.
While Nurse Adriana was removing my gag, Nurse Karen was releasing my leg and arm restraints. They disconnected the catheter from the vein and attached it to my arm with tape. The nurses were smiling and pointing me towards the bathroom.
- Go and expel all the enema. When you're done, come back - said Nurse Adriana. I ran to the bathroom and sat down on the toilet. Water was flowing in jets and I felt relief for hours. I was releasing waves of enema. Sitting there, I thought about how to escape. Maybe I could push the three women, but I felt weak and disoriented. I was thinking of another strategy when they spoke to me from behind the door.
- Take your time, but when you're done come back to the bed. If you're thinking of escaping, I would reconsider in your place. We have a couple of electric shocks and also the magic word. The electric shock will give you a discharge and the magic word will make you fall where you are and you can hurt yourself. None of the options is pleasant.
I didn't know if that damn magic word really existed, but the threat was terrifying and they were on alert. Despite the immediate future not seeming promising and I had no intention of enduring more pain, it seemed to make sense to wait for another less obvious opportunity to try an escape. I finished expel what was left of the enema and squeezed out all my courage, opened the door and went back to the procedure room. The two nurses had the syringes and the doctor grabbed me by the arm and took me to the operating table. I got on and they resecured me.
- Today we want to turn you into the perfect receiver of the pain that we administer. You have to be receptive to the suffering we offer. Another enema seems like the most suitable option. What do you think, ladies?
- Absolutely - they replied in unison.
- What preparation, Doctor? - Karen consulted.
- A liter of menthol soap seems like a good option.
- One of my favorites! - and I saw nurse Karen leaving with the irrigator. Meanwhile, nurse Adriana and Dr. Schmidt went to get other instruments. When they returned, I felt the doctor washing my penis with a soft cotton ball and again I had an erection.
- See, Doctor? It seems like you can't help but disrespect us. Can I try something to teach him to respect medical personnel?
- Of course, nurse, proceed.
I started feeling pinches one after another all over my scrotum.
- I love Backhaus pins, Doctor, they cause more pain the longer they stay in place. If it hurts a lot, let me know, Miguel?.... and just then Karen arrived with your enema - and I felt myself being lubricated again and a rubber cannula being inserted into me that slid inside and a kind of balloon inflated inside me and then another one outside my anus, pressing.
- Aaaggghhhh.....
- Be quiet!.... Here it comes!!!
And I felt the liquid starting to fill my intestines. Meanwhile, they brought in a tray with more Backhaus pins and applied them to Dr. Schmidt's scrotum, who carefully placed them on me. I screamed, but there was nothing else I could do. For five minutes I felt the soapy water entering my abdomen. Three minutes later, the cramps started. I complained and twisted on the operating table trying to alleviate the pain in vain. After that, Dr. It started applying Backhaus clamps to my erect penis. I was pounding the bed in agony. Finally, I could feel the water flow stop and the pressure inside my body wasn't as much. They placed a few more clamps and the women stopped to admire their work. I tried to bend but nothing could calm the pain.
- Isn't it beautiful to see him suffer? - said Dr. Schmidt, and added - You'll be alone for a while, while we discuss how to continue your treatment.
All of them took off their gloves and aprons and left. I suffered waves of cramps and the pain in my scrotum and penis increased every moment, just as they had anticipated. I was going crazy with pain when Dr. Schmidt returned with her nurses.
- Take off the clamps and let him expel the enema - said the doctor. The nurses put on their latex gloves again and removed the clamps one by one, and the blood flow returned to my penis and testicles. The nurses were laughing among themselves as they freed me from my torture. They took off the straps and I ran to the bathroom. I sat down but the balloons in my anus didn't let me release the liquid.
- Any problem? - asked Nurse Adriana from the bathroom door.
- Front of me, knees - ordered Nurse Karen, and I obeyed. I ended up on my knees in front of her and she took off the gag.
- Aaaahhh... - I sighed relieved, and then received a slap - How are you going to address us?
- Eh... Ma'am... Nurse...
- Very well, patient... What do you want?
- By... please... Ma'am... can I go to... the bathroom... please?
- Fine - said Nurse Adriana smiling - elbows and knees on the floor... lower your head - and I ended up in that humiliating position until they released the valves that kept the Bardex sonda inflated. They pulled out the sonda from me.
- Now, expel all the enema - Karen told me as I was already running to the bathroom.
I expelled waves of enema. I felt some cramps and immediately expelled more enema. - Stay here. Make sure to expel everything. We have all the time in the world... and when you're done, take a shower. I moved and did some stretches to calm the pains again and again. After about twenty minutes, I cleaned up as well as I could and left the bathroom. When I got out, Nurse Adriana was pointing at the shower. I noticed she had the electrode and once more realized that it wasn't intelligent to choose this moment to escape. Plus, a hot shower was my best option in this moment. The nurse accompanied me to the shower and told me to stay looking at the wall. She turned on the water and with a manual shower sprayed me. It was cold! I ran away from the water but the nurse ordered me to expose myself for my cleaning. Reluctantly, I did it and the water took away my sweat and all the dirt that covered my whole body. They threw me a towel and quickly dried me off trying to warm up. I left shivering.
- You're very cold, we'll have to do something to help you - Adriana said - Come, I'm going to let you rest in a warmer place.
By this point I suspected everything but had no options and followed her to a room with a bed and obeyed when she ordered me to lie down. She gave me a pillow and several blankets to cover myself. The shivering stopped and I could finally relax for the first time after many hours. By then, Nurse Karen had also entered the room and started securing me to the bed with various straps. The straps were very tight and my wrists and ankles were tied to the bed frames. Despite everything, I was quite comfortable.
- Try to rest - Karen said, and the two nurses turned around and closed the door as they left. I couldn't go anywhere, so I closed my eyes and slept.
I think it took about an hour or so when a weak light turned on in the room. There was Dr. Schmidt with her hands in her pockets. her white apron and with another nurse who I recognized immediately as Nurse Alexa from my first night in the hospital. - Hello Miguel - said the doctor - Do you remember who this lady is? - Yes, doctor. - And do you remember what you did to her? - Yes, doctor. - What did you do to her, Miguel? I blushed and answered. - She... lacked... repeat... I put... hard... - Yes, you treated her very badly, Miguel, and now we have to show her that you're behaving better, that we're teaching you good manners. Good manners include respecting women and doing things for women without expecting anything in return. Do you understand, Miguel? - No... no... I'm sure... Dr. Schmidt - Giving pleasure to a woman and not getting anything in return. In fact, that's what we're going to teach you now. Nurse Alexa, please prepare yourself, if you would. - With pleasure, doctor - replied Nurse Alexa as she removed her pants and underwear from the ambulance. - Position - ordered the doctor, and Nurse Alexa climbed onto the bed. The doctor gently helped her place her legs on both sides of my head and brought her vagina right in front of my face - Now, Miguel, you're going to make her feel pleasure or suffer the consequences. I started kissing and licking the vagina and soon felt her flow in my mouth. At the same time, I felt the classic sound of the snap snap of the doctor putting on her gloves and her soft hands pulling my foreskin to expose my glans. I shuddered when Nurse Alexa reached her orgasm and when she relaxed, I did too. - Who told you to stop sucking? Keep working! - said Dr. Schmidt angrily and gave my testicles a strong tug. I went back to licking and soon Alexa started moving on top of me. My jaw was starting to ache but I kept trying to please her. Meanwhile, they were still caressing my penis and I could feel the tension in my testicles. Although I wasn't yet at the edge of ejaculation... I was walking down that path. I tried to pull my hips away in an effort to free myself, but the Doctor was pushing me against the bed and continued to stimulate me. I was trying to push my tongue as deep as possible into Alexa's vagina and licking her clitoris. She screamed and had another orgasm. She fell onto my face and wouldn't let me breathe. I moved my head to one side to catch some air, but it wasn't enough.
Well... you did a good job with Alexa Miguel, but you still don't understand what it means not to get any pleasure. You're still ignoring my orders.... look... there's pre-ejaculatory secretion in your urethra. Nurse Alexa, take the patient back to the procedure room - and both of them left.
I was left on the bed unable to move, waiting for the nurse to return. When she came back, she removed the straps and shortly after Dr. Schmidt returned to the room.
Go get Nurse Karen, Alexa, just to make sure she doesn't try anything weird.
Alexa left and the doctor stood beside me with her hands in her scrub pockets and spoke softly.
Miguel... you're very disobedient.... I'm going to have to punish you. I'll give you another enema and put a catheter on you. It seems you can't help but get erections and we need to find a way for you to learn to control yourself. If the usual treatments fail, maybe I'll have to operate on you. If I were in your place, I'd try to learn quickly how to control myself - she said with a wicked smile - You're at our mercy and don't have a choice about what we decide to do to you, at least until you learn to behave like a good patient.
At that moment, Karen and Alexa entered the room. I was still unstrapped and thought it could be my only chance to escape. I turned around and stood up to start running, but the two nurses grabbed my arms, and I think I would have been free if Dr. Schmidt hadn't suddenly shouted: Sappho! And suddenly I lost all my strength in my extremities. I could have fallen face down on the floor, but the nurses held me up. They dragged me to the procedure room and threw me onto the operating table. I started feeling my arms and legs again, but it was already too late. I was completely naked and securely fastened to the table and gynecological stirrups. Well, now I knew what the magic word was and that it really worked.
- Prepare him for a retention plug, Adriana, please practice the first touch - said Dr. Schmidt. Nurse Adriana approached, putting on her latex gloves.
- Relax - she told me as she lubricated her fingers.
I felt her finger probing inside of me. Soon another finger joined and then another. Slowly they entered and then withdrew without being fully removed. Each time the fingers opened up a little more.
- Ahhhh...
- Come... accept it... - Adriana said, looking at me with her eyes. And she inserted four fingers that slid smoothly in and out. It was too much for my penis to start waking up. At that moment, Nurse Karen entered, carrying a pair of latex gloves and hit my penis with them before putting them on. My penis jerked in the air.
- Doctor, the patient is not complying... can we help him reflect?... What do you think about dilating it before placing the catheter?
- Nurse, you're right - started Dr. Schmidt, while removing her white scrub and putting on a green surgical cap of the same color as her ambo - A series of Van Buren probes, maybe with some irritating coverage to help lubricate. Prepare him.
- No... please... - I screamed.
- Shh... be quiet - Nurse Karen told me.
- I already have the anus well dilated and lubricated, Doctor... what do we do? - Adriana asked.
- Ah yes, don't waste a job so well done. Put in a medium plug... for now.
Nurse Adriana went to a cabinet and took out a black rubber plug and started lubricating it. Returned to and stopped between my legs.
- Breathe deeply...
- Please... please nurse... please...
- Breathe deeply!
And I felt the rounded tip pressing against my anus. The nurse gently pushed it in and out.
- Aaagghhhh..... aaaggghhh.....
The process was repeated about a dozen times, each time a little deeper until, with a final push, she introduced it completely into me.
- Aaaaoooohhhhh.... - I shook with a wave of pain that invaded me, but soon the pain subsided and I remained agitated on the bed, at the mercy of the nurses and Dr. Schmidt, who had now put on surgical masks and gloves and were placing a large light over my penis. Nurse Karen appeared on my face with the gag with the red rubber ball in her hands.
- Miguel, you know... big mouth...
I obeyed and opened my mouth for them to gag me. The doctor stood between my legs, adjusting her gloves and the nurses standing on either side.
- Disinfectant - the Doctor asked, and they handed her a kind of forceps with a cotton ball at the tip. The Doctor took my penis firmly and retracted my foreskin to work on my glans. She started cleaning my penis with the cotton ball, which I soon realized was soaked in alcohol and the burning began. The Doctor returned the forceps and Nurse Adriana handed her a syringe full of surgical lubricant. The Doctor introduced the tip of the syringe into my penis and, when she pressed the plunger, I felt the cold gel injected into my urethra.
- Let's proceed slowly, ladies. Enjoy the procedure - were the words that came out behind the Doctor's mask.
- Are we starting with 24, Doctor? - asked Nurse Adriana.
- Yes, please.
The nurse lifted a thin stainless steel rod from the instrument tray and handed it to Dr. Schmidt. She took the end of the rod to my glans and inserted it. The probe penetrated The length of my penis and once inside, she turned it. Despite being really sensitive, it wasn't painful.
Twenty, please.
A new probe was handed to the Doctor and properly inserted into my penis. It slid in deep until almost disappearing. She slid it up and down no less than a dozen times before replacing it with another 18mm probe. The process with this probe was identical to the previous one, but its size grew and stretched my urethra with each ascending and descending movement. Finally, an even larger probe was placed in front of my urethral opening. As I thought I was going to tear apart as it entered slowly. Dr. Schmidt introduced it into my penis.
- Isn't it stimulating, Miguel? - she asked - And the best part is that you can do nothing. You have to submit to us... and suffer - she played with the enormous probe, caressing my penis. Suddenly, she exhibited it in front of my eyes - Too big?
I nodded my head, pleading with my gaze.
- Nurse, let's go back to the 18mm probe. But apparently, the patient is losing lubrication. Prepare another syringe of lubricant - she said, winking at the nurse.
The nurse caught on immediately and prepared a new syringe with a mixture of surgical lubricant and some kind of oil. They injected it into my penis, and immediately the burning began. When they inserted the probe and pushed it all the way in, the burning increased. Dr. Schmidt intentionally penetrated me, and the nurses ridiculed me.
- It seems that the patient is responding to treatment with peppermint and eucalyptus oil.
- Yes, Doctor... clearly responds.
- Does it seem like this dilation will be enough?
The three of us looked at each other for a few seconds. Their gloved hands, covered in lubricant and some blood, held above their waists like in an operating room.
- We'll have to give our patient a break. Nurse Karen, prepare the catheter. The nurse opened the rubber catheter in orange color and prepared everything necessary to insert it inside me. They had already removed the probe, but they lubricated my urethral conduit a little more, and the catheter slid through my penis. When it reached the prostate I jumped, but it quickly crossed it and arrived at the bladder. They inflated the balloon that forces the catheter to stay in place and urine flowed into the collection bag. The doctor murmured something to Nurse Adriana and she approached me, positioning herself between my legs.
Breathe deeply, she said, and removed the plug from my anus. She lifted another rubber tube from the instrument tray and showed it to me - If you relax your tiny ass, you won't feel it. And with that, she started inserting the cannula quite deep inside me. After lifting a very large syringe filled with dark liquid, she connected it to the cannula and I felt another enema.
We want to help you rest, so this enema has a 'sedative' component, Nurse Karen said, while changing the empty syringe for a full one and continuing to inject it into my intestines. Suddenly I started feeling a taste like wine in my mouth and soon after I could smell it too. They were giving me an enema of wine! And the syringes kept coming until I had almost a liter in my stomach. I was a bit dizzy, but I felt when they removed the cannula and put the plug back in my anus.
Let's go to the room, Miguel. It's time for your nap, Nurse Adriana said.
The three women undressed me and moved me to another bed and into the room. There, they secured my wrists and ankles to the sides of the bed.
We want you to take a nap, Miguel. And we're going to rest too, Dr. Schmidt explained, still wearing her mask dangling from her delicate neck.
Doctor, we all need to rest. What if our patient suddenly gets thirsty? Who will... help?... poor guy - said Karen, ironically.
- What am I thinking...? - said Dr. Schmidt with false modesty - We can't let that happen. Let's make sure Miguel doesn't get thirsty during his siesta.
The three of them understood the joke, but I didn't. They put on new latex gloves and started preparing something. Nurse Karen stood next to me and took off my gag.
- Aaahhhhh.... mu... many thanks... nurse lady... - I barely finished the sentence before she lifted something from the tray and showed it to me. It was another gag.
- No... please... - I asked.
- Miguel... open wide, big mouth - and she put the new gag in my mouth, which wasn't as tight as the previous one but there was no way to take it out of my mouth. The rubber ball had a hole in its center.
- Let's give him something he can drink when he's thirsty, Karen - and Karen disconnected the catheter from the collection bag and connected it to a transparent tube. She passed the other end of the tube through the hole in the rubber ball of my gag. No liquid was coming out of the tube, so the strong plastic taste of the tube invaded my mouth.
- The wine is going to reach your bladder, and I'm sure you'll be thirsty. But first we want you to rest. This will help - she said to me. She put a blindfold made of black rubber on my eyes, leaving me in absolute darkness. I realized that now that I couldn't see, I also wouldn't be able to prepare for the urine coming into my mouth. The tube was deep enough, almost in my throat, so I couldn't block it with my tongue.
- Sleep well - she whispered in my ear and I heard the door close when she left the room. The wine was taking effect and I felt myself getting more and more dizzy. I was also tired and started to doze off. I was woken up by the taste of the cold urine falling into my mouth. I swallowed, knowing that once the flow began it wouldn't stop. I tried to move my hands, wrists, and entire body trying to get rid of the tube in my mouth but there was no way to reach it, it was too far out of my grasp. Urine fell in small doses and continued falling all the time while I lay down in the dark room. After half an hour since the first drop of urine reached my throat, I heard that the door had opened and the lights were turning on. - Look how nice he is! Nurse, he's been taking enough already and needs to sleep. Let's reconnect the collection bag and let him sleep until tomorrow. I heard the voice and after a while recognized it was Dr. Negri. I could feel them removing the tube from my mouth. I was listening to things moving around my bed and assumed the nurses were following instructions. I thought how good it would be to sleep a little and stop feeling the pressure in my bladder. - It seems the patient's penis is irritated. Put cream on the penis and scrotum, then an elastic band to cover the area. Cover it well, remove the gag and let him rest. I'm going to take a break for a couple of hours. The patient is under your care. Dr. Schmidt and the other nurses won't be back until tomorrow. If there's an emergency, call Nurse Tara. They removed the blankets and left me completely exposed. They lifted my head and removed the gag and blindfold. My vision came into focus and I saw the room with dim light. The beautiful blonde nurse was moving professionally around the room, preparing everything she would need on a tray next to the bed. - Maybe this will burn a bit, but the doctor wants it to heal as soon as possible and this is the best way - she said while raising her eyebrows to indicate that reality was quite different from what had been expressed. Nurse Tara put on her latex gloves, opened a container, put a lot of cream between her fingers. She grasped my penis firmly and started spreading the cream all along it and then over my testibooties. It was like half a minute passing cream over my testibooties. Then it grabbed an elastic band roll and wrapped me around the base of my penis. Secured the band with some adhesive tape and started wrapping my testibooties, from there on up along my penis. The entire area was wrapped and covered, and the catheter that I had put in emerged from the wraps. From the moment it started applying cream, I began to feel a growing heat. I smelled eucalyptus and as time passed, the heat increased. I shook and twisted in bed, but couldn't find relief.
-Augh...- I couldn't help but let out a groan, but only managed to get Alexa to place one of her gloved fingers on my lips in clear sign of silence.
-Shhh... This is for your own good... And I'm going to give you another tip. Don't scream, because you'll regret it. Probably I'm the only friend you have here, but if you wake up Dr. Negri I'll be very angry. The pain will disappear in about ten minutes and I suggest you sleep because tomorrow you're going to have a very long day. Sleep.
The penis pain was unbearable, but I remembered the warning and whispered a groan. Tara had been right and after a while the pain disappeared. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
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