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Pain (1,2)
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It was a mild winter day, and I was one worried guy. For the
past few weeks, I had been worried about a pain in my groin,
and I was on my way to the Doctor's office to get it checked
out. When I got to the doctor, after the usual 45 minute
wait to be called, I found Ann, our Doc's long-time nurse,
waiting for me.
Ann and I were old friends, as I have been going to the same
Doctor for 15 years, and Ann has been with him most of that
time. Ann is a big woman, at least as tall as I am, but there
is not much excess fat on her, and she has gorgeous dark eyes
and hair.
"What's up, Jim, I thought you were just here for your
checkup a few weeks ago?" "Well," I told her, " I was here to
see Doc last month, but I've been having a bit of a problem
since I was here, so I thought I'd better stop in."
"What seems to be the problem" She inquired? "It's kind of
personal, I'm having pains where I shouldn't" I replied.
"Oh, come on Jim, you know the Doc has no secrets from me,
how do you expect me to get you ready?" Ann said, mildly
annoyed at me for my reluctance to explain. "It's a lump in
my testicles, and I don't remember it being there before."
"In that case" she said firmly, "Go in room 2 and undress
completely, and put on the gown on the table."
So in I went - the exam rooms are basically the same
throughout the clinic, but, this room seemed no bigger than
some of my closets. The only place to I could find to put my
clothes was on the back of the door, so I started to strip
down. I found the paper gown Ann had left out, but it didn't
cover much. After a few minutes there was a knock on the
door, and it immediately opened. It was Ann again, come to
check if I was ready. "The Doctor will be here in a little
while, but we may as well get started. Are you ready?"
Well, I wasn't sure about this at all - but was in no
position to argue. "Ok, lets get this over with - what's
first?" "Sit down, I need to get your blood pressure." So I
sat down. "Why do you still have your shorts on? How can the
Doctor examine you if you don't get undressed? Didn't I
already tell you that?" Boy, she sure was getting pushy for a
nurse.
"What's the big deal?" I asked. "It will only take a second
to get them off." "Doc is already late, that is why I'm here"
she snapped. "You have to learn to follow directions." Now,
I'm not used to being talked to like that - I'm the boss at
work, but, she did have the upper hand, so off they came.
After my blood pressure, which by now was slightly high, she
filled out the chart. "Lets get your weight." The scale was
in the corridor, and here I was, hanging out of the paper
gown, without a stitch of clothing, and the traffic never
stopped going by in this place - but what choice did I have?
Back in the exam room, after that humiliation, I was told to
lay back on the exam table. I quickly found out what happens
to paper gowns when you slide on an exam table - they
immediately tear. "Lay back flat," she instructed, " and stop
wasting my time." So there I went, flat on my back on the
exam table. The next thing I knew, She had a hold of my
balls, feeling to see if there was a lump. "I thought Doc
would do that." And at the same time, I could feel my prick
start to come to attention. Ann smelled wonderful, not
medicinal at all. This seemed more like a sensual experience
than a medical exam. Soon my prick was at full extension, and
the next thing I knew, Ann was squeezing - INSTANT PAIN! My
prick fell back ten times faster that it went up. "What is
wrong with you, can't you control yourself," she said. I
turned six shades of red in embarrassment.
In walked Doc - and five minutes later, after probing and
pushing, he was gone like the wind. But Ann was still there.
"Get dressed, Doc will let you know what he thinks." I waited
a minute for her to leave, but it soon became apparent that
she wasn't going anywhere. So I pulled off the remnants of
the paper gown, and got myself ready to leave. It was
impossible in that little room to hide myself, or to keep
from brushing up against her while I got my clothes. And of
course, this just got me excited all over again.
As we went out in the corridor with Ann to see Doc, she
stepped in front of me and stopped. I bumped into her firm
body, and she immediately turned, and grabbed my swollen
privates. "Like I said before, you have to learn to control
yourself." I came in with a slight groin pain, and left with
two different pains in that area - one from excitement, one
from an aggravated lump due to Ann's treatment.
Out in the corridor, at the stand up desk, Doc was scribbling
away on a prescription pad. "There definitely is a lump, and
we need to check it further" he told me. "I am going to send
you for an ultrasound." "Ultrasound ?" I replied, "I thought
that was for pregnant women." "We occasionally use it for
other things, but pregnancies is the most common use" Doc
answered. "It shouldn't be painful at all." Easy for him to
say - it wasn't his balls. "I know just the place to send
him" Ann told the Doctor. "I'll make the appointment for
him."
I arrived at the clinic the next morning 15 minutes early, as
Ann had told me in no uncertain terms that I had better be on
time. As I suspected, there weren't very many men around, a
few in the waiting room, but all of the help was females -
and all young and pretty. I checked in with the receptionist,
she looked at me kind of strangely and asked if my name was
Jamie - I told her Jim. she just laughed and said that since
most of the clientele was female, it was probablly easy to
understand the error. I took a seat on the bench to wait to
be called.
About a half hour later a dark haired beauty came out from
behind the counter and walked up to me - "Jamie" she asked?
"My name is Jim." "Well," she said "the appointment was for
Jamie, so that is what we will call you today. Come with me,
I have to get you ready for your tests." We went through a
large door into a corridor that was busy with people walking
and stannnding - all women, not another man in sight. I was
taken through another door into a small locker room with
anoother door leading to a washroom. "Take off all of your
clothes and put them in the second locker" the dark-haired
beauty said "and don't waste any time, the tests take time to
prepare for." Then she sat down on the only chair in the
room. There was nowhere to go, so I began stripping down. As
I got down to the buff, the door popped open and in walked a
girl in a lab coat, carrying an enema bag with a tube. The
two of them talked for a few moments while I stood there
trying to act naturally, which isn't easy when you are naked
in front of two fully dressed young females. I just hoped
that enema bag was for someone else.
After a few minutes the blonde in the lab coat said "Well, I
guess we better get this one started" and the dark haired
beauty looked over at me and giggled. "Look at this, isn't he
cute?" "Lets go" the blonde said to me and she opened the
door, still carrying the bag. "Wait a second, don't you have
something for me to put on?" I asked. "I don't want to go out
there naked." The dark haired beauty went over to a locker
and pulled out a short blue transparent nightgown. "Here" she
said, "this is all we have, and we don't want you to catch a
cold." She slipped it on over my head while the blonde stood
in the doorway laughing. As I started to complain, the dark
haired beauty slapped me in the face, and grabbed my tender
testicles. "Ann told me that you didn't know who to behave
and take orders, I guess I'll just have to teach you." and
with that, she pulled me out in the hallway, by the balls.
I've never been so embarrassed! Here I was, naked except for
a soft see through nighty, being led around by the tug of the
hand of this feminine character. Everything was exposed, as
her hand was grasping the only thing that the gown might have
provided at least minimum coverage for.
As I looked around quickly to see who was watching, I found
that I was the center of attention, all of the women were
watching and laughing. I was led slowly down the hall to the
comments of all we passed, then into a bathroom. "Bend over
the sink..NOW!" the Blonde said, as the dark haired doll
released her grip. I felt hands pushing on my back and found
myself bent over the vanity. The nozzle of the enema bag was
quickly shoved up my anus and I felt myself filling rapidly.
The blonde worked the nozzle in and out of my asshole,
Telling the other girl "he may be a virgin now, but he won't
be when this day is over." While she was pushing the nozzle
in and out, I was filling up with the warm soapy fluid in the
bag. Within minutes, the bag was empty, but I was full.
"Excuse me" I said, "but I think it is time to get rid of
this." I then attempted to stand up to move to the toilet. I
then felt a sharp slap across my asscheeks. "You will use the
toilet when you are told - not before" the blonde with the
bag said. She slowly removed the nozzle - and replaces it
with a much larger, hard object. "This will help you to hold
the enema till it is time to let it out" she said. I was full
before she pushed this thing in, now I felt like I was going
to explode.
The two nurses continued to talk and laugh together as if I
was not there - but the dark haired beauty again took hold of
my testicles. Every once in a while she would softly rub a
finger along the underside and just as my cock started to
rise from the attention, she would squeeze - HARD. I was
beginning to feel like a bouncing ball I was up and down so
much.
After tem minutes or so, the blonde finally removed the plug
and told me to go release the enema. Both of the girls
watched, much to my embarrasment, as there was no stall or
door. It seems like in just seconds I was empty again. I
cleaned myself off and got up from the toilet. The nighty was
removed over my head. Both women began rubbing cream on my
body, from my neck to my feet. I started again to get
excited, and recieved a slap directly to the head of my dick,
which again dropped to normal. I was instructed to stand
there with my hands behind my head, and not move. After a
while my skin began to tingle, then burn. I was then put into
an open shower stall, and the water was turned on. Something
strange happened - all of my hair started washing away - the
only hair I had left was on top of my head! I thought I was
naked before - now I felt like everything was totally
exposed. I was given a towel to dry myself, then the soft
blue nighty was placed over my head again. The feeling was
like nothing I had ever experienced before - It was so soft
and sexy against my hairless skin, especially my groin.
The Dark haired beauty said " Lets go, you are almost ready"
and began to lead me into the hall. I attempted to protest,
and felt the blonde push a retangular object into my back.
The next thing I remember i was laying on the floor in the
hallway with my muscles twitching. The blonde was standing
over me laughing as she said "You know, I've wanted to try
this stun gun for a while - I guess it works ok." I slowly
got back to my feet, still twitching. She waved the box at
me and I pulled away and began following the dark haired doll
down the hallway, with much trepidation as to what my fate
was to be.
We then entered aother exam room. This room was equipped with
an exam table and in the corner was an electronic device
which I took to be the ultrasound machine. "Lay down on the
table with your ass at the end and legs hanging over," I was
told. I hurried to comply, not wanting to see how many times
that stun gun was good for before the batteries died. The
position I was put in left me with my feet in midair - and I
felt soft hands grasp my legs and drape my legs over the
stirups. "Put your hands on the pegs above your shoulders"
was the next order. When I reached up for the pegs, straps
were fitted around my wrists to hold them in place. The
stirups that my legs were in were spread, and straps held my
legs to them. I then felt the table dropped from under my ass
- I was hanging by legs and the middle of my back, everything
in between was in the air!
Someone reached under me and roughly shoved a rod up my
rectum - I thought It was going to tear me in two until I got
my muscles to relax. I could feel hands on various parts of
my body, alternately stroking gently and then pinching or
slapping me. The device in my ass was being turned
occasionally, and every time it moved, my dick would get hard
again. I really couldn't see much of what was happening to me
as the position I was in would not allow me to lift my head,
and my arms were blocking any vision to the sides.
After a few minutes the hands gradually stopped their
movements and were removed. I could hear someone else enter
the room. "Well, isn't this a pretty sight" said a soft, sexy
new voice.
"Hello, Doctor, we were just getting this patient ready for
you" the dark haired honey replyed. I then heard the blonde
say "yes, real ready," then giggle. A cold gel was spread on
my testicles and a hard device was pressed firmly on the gel,
held for a few minutes, then moved to a new spot. I could
hear the machine next to me hum. "OK, the static test is
complete, now lets see them function." The hands again
returned to my body, only this time no pain, only soft,
sensual touching. After a few minutes, my dick was at
attention, and a device was placed over it. I felt the device
pulling on my dick, a strong suction built up and released.
Within minutes I was ejaculating. The device paused briefly
then began again. After the second time the hard device was
removed from my testicles, and I heard the voice identified
as the Doctor say "well, I am done, you can shut of the
suction when you are ready." The blonde asked "do you have
more scans in here this afternoon?" "No, this was the last
one today, feel free to stay and play." The suction device
was again activated. At first, it was a great relief after
the abuse I'd suffered, but, after the first two times, I was
more than ready to stop. The machine was left on, and I began
to scream in pain. A hand reached up and held my nose closed,
and when I opened my mouth again to breathe, a round cock
shaped rubber object was inserted in my mouth and taped into
place. " that will shut you up - can't you see you have
already drawn a crowd?" I still couldn't see much, but when I
listened I could hear a commotion over by the door, which had
apparently been open the whole time.
The object in my rectum was being worked in and out while the
suction device continued to work. My whole body began to
spasm Finally with much laughter the suction device was
removed, I was so limp in seconds that I never thought I
would again get hard.
"You know, this panzy wouldn't have problems with his balls
if we just cut them off while he is on the table."
"Thats not a bad idea, but then we would have to leave him
alone for a while, it is more fun this way." This was a
different voice which sounded familiar - I know - Ann!
Hands, soft yet strong, began to stroke the underside of my
balls. "Did the ultrasound show anything?" Ann inquired.
"There is a lump, but the Doctor said it is benign, it will
need to be removed." Ann's face moved to where I could see
her. "Well Jamie, isn't that good news? But as long as you
are here, I think we will try to teach you to listen when we
tell you to do something." I wanted to answer her, but with
the cock gag in my mouth, I could only moan. Ann was dressed
in her usual white nylon outfit, and I could feel her
brushing against my body. "Who came up with this pretty
outfit for Jamie?" Ann inquired of the other girls. "I think
it is lovely, and the only way he should be allowed to
dress, and he should be kept hairless." Hands roamed my body
-chest, belly, legs, and my privates. I felt a tight band
applied around my testicles, and the device in my rectum was
removed.
"Did Jamie give you any problems this morning?" Ann asked the
other girls. "Well," the brunette bombshell answered her, "we
did have a little cooperation problem when we tryed to go
into the hallway, but Joyce took care of that." The blonde's
voice then said "Yes, it is easy to get them to cooperate
with the right tools." I then heard a loud snap and saw a
flash of light - it must have been the stun gun.
"We will just have to teach this pussy who is in charge," Ann
said. Her voice came from the foot of the table, between my
widespread legs. I felt something pushing at my anal opening
and then Ann's hands on my thighs. My rectum was filled by
the object, and then I felt Ann begin to move it in and out
slowly, then speed up. "I bet this is his first fucking" she
told the others, "but it will not be his last."
A different pair of hands straightened out the short nighty I
was still wearing, and then reached up and removed the cock
gag from my mouth. The dark haired honey then climbed up and
straddled ny chest with her skirt hiked up out of the way.
She pulled herself forward till she straddled my face, and
sat down. Her silken panties were in my mouth as her smooth
thighs began to squeeze my head. "Eat me" she commanded, and
I began to suck and tongue her thru the panties. Her aroma
filled my nostrils and her juices began to flow. After a few
minutes I was able to push the panties aside and began to
tounge her in earnest.
Everything I felt with my tongue was soft and smooth, no hair
to get in the way. After a few minutes I could feel her
thighs begin to tremble and then she clamped them down on the
sides of my head like a satin vise. Meanwhile, at the other
end of the table, I heard groans from Ann and after a few
minutes felt the dildoe removed from my ass. I could hear Ann
say "Linda, are you finshed up there?" The dark haired beauty
on my face replyed "yes, I guess so - do you want to switch
places?" To which Ann replied " Yes, I've got something for
him to clean off."
Linda got up after rubbing her silt on my chin and mouth,
only to be replaced by Ann, who started by sitting back on my
chest. The dildoe she had been using was a strap on, and
still in place. She stuck it in my mouth and said "lick it
clean." As she leaned forward, it went all the way to the
back of my mouth, and I began to gag. She pulled it out and
after removing the straps holding the dildoe moved up to sit
on my face. Her cunt covered both my mouth and nose and for
a moment I was unable to breathe. "Have you learned anything
yet?" Ann said to me, but I was unable to answer. After a
short time Ann shifted her weight and I was able to draw in
air through my nose. I licked for all I was worth, hoping I
could satisfy her before she smothered me. After I worked for
what seemed like hours a flood poured out onto my face. Ann
screamed and then I felt her muscles relax. I felt something
cold pressed against my testicles, and heard that loud snap
again - and I passed out from the pain.
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From: [email protected]
Subject: Archive: Pain 2/6 (Fem Dom, Forced Trans)
Date: Sat, 5 Feb 1994 01:34:22 UTC
Item Subject: c:\temp\pain2.txt
The first thing I remember when I woke up is that I could not
move my arms or legs. The room was bright and warm. When I
finally got my eyes open all the way I looked around as best
I could. The room I was in appeared to be a hospital room
with one wall all glass. There were blinds on the glass, and
they were open. There were tubes in my mouth and nose, and I
could see wires running from my chest to a plug on the wall.
I could feel the tube on my mouth running back into my
throat, which was very sore. I tryed to mentally check the
other pains in my body to see where they were coming from,
but other than a tightness in my chest, I really couldn't
isolate any other pain. Very soon after I awakened, I felt
movement in the room, and a sweet, cheerful voice said
"Welcome back, how do you feel?"
A tall, slim strawberry blonde in a white blouse and skirt
moved along side the bed where I could see her, and began
listening to my chest with a stethoscope. I tried to answer
her, but found the tube in my throat made me unable to speak.
She fiddled with the knob of a machine that was connected to
the tube in my throat, then took my blood pressure with a
cuff that had been laying on my left arm. When she had
completed that task, she reached down to the siderail of the
bed and the head of the bed began to rise. I could see more
of my body then. I was naked on top of the bed, with tubes
that I hadn't noticed before running into my arm, and another
tube had been inserted in my penis. My hands were tied to the
siderails with some type of soft cloth strips, and similar
strips were attached to my ankles.
"I called the Doctor as soon as I saw you were awake - she
should be here any time. I will ask her if we can remove the
indotrachial tube - that's the one in your throat." I tryed
to nod my head, and found that even that slight movement
caused the tube in my throat to hurt even more. She then
dropped the lower part of the siderail and sat on the edge of
the bed. I could see her hand on my leg, but couldn't feel
anything down there. "Can you feel my hand?" she asked. I
shook my head slightly. "That is what we were afraid of, but
don't worry, we think it may just be temporary." From where
her hand was on my leg, I should have been getting a definite
reaction, but nothing was happening.
"By the way, my name is Valarie. I am an intensive care nurse
here at the hospital. How much do you remember of what
happened?" Everything was hazy, so I just shrugged my
shoulders. "We don't even know your full name, the girl who
dropped you off at the emergency room told the triage nurse
that your name was Jamie, and then she left before we could
find anything else out."
At this point a woman in a white lab coat entered the room.
She was shorter than Valarie, and not as slim, with her dark
hair pulled back into a ponytail. There was a stethiscope
dangling from her pocket, and a metal clipboard was open in
her hands. She nodded briefly at Valarie, and said "how are
the vitals?" "The pulse and blood pressure are still
elevated, the respirations are 18, and the lung sounds are
clear" Valarie replied. "The EKG has been steady, with no
sighs of additional muscle damage." As I listened to her
report, I wondered what had happened.
"The ET tube can be removed now that the patient has regained
consiousness" the blonde told Valarie. "See if you can find
out any more about the patient's history and what happened to
him, I'll stop back in a little while to examine him." "OK
Doctor, I'll go ahead and remove the tube. Is the patient
still NPO?" "Some ice chips will be alright, his throat will
be sore from the tube, but nothing else by mouth till we
decide what our next step will be," the Doctor replied.
As the Doctor left, Valarie pushed the button to drop the
head of my bed back down. Two women in maroon came into the
room. "Do you need a hand, Val?" "Thanks, help me pull the
bed out, the doc just authorized the removal of the ET tube."
The tube was disconnected just above my mouth, a syringe
filled from a small tube connected to the larger tube, and
then the whole thing was pulled from my throat and mouth. I
tried to speak but could only rasp, "thank you, that feels
better already."
Valarie asked "can you tell me your full name?" "My name is
Jim Tucker," I replied, "Wasn't my drivers license and Id in
my wallet?"
"When you were brought in, you had two possessions - a blue
nightgown and a butt plug, nothing else. It also looks like
you have been sexually abused and tortured. In case you
haven't noticed there is not a hair on your body and your
testicles have recieved some type of electrical burn. You
also have the same type of burn on your back."
"How long have I been here?" I painfully inquired. "About 10
days now" She replied, "but this is the first time you have
been consious. You had better try to save your voice, the
Doctor may want to talk to you soon." She raised the back of
the bed till I was in a semi-reclined position. "Can you tell
me what happened to you?" Valarie again sat on the edge of
the bed, and her hand trailed along my legs, moving up and
down along them.
"Well," I told her, "I was supposed to go to a clinic for
some tests my Doctor ordered, but I can't remember whether I
made it there or not. Can you cover me up, I'm a little
uncomfortable like this." "If you think you're uncomfortable
now, you ought to see what will happen if I cover you up.
Every time we try, you break out in a violent rash. We had to
put satin sheets on the bed to keep your back from breaking
out. We're trying to find something you are not allergic to,
but we haven't found it yet. It may have something to do with
whatever was used to remove your hair."
"Well, how about untying my hands, I'm not going anywhere
like this." "No," she replied, "I can't do that until we
learn more about what went on, and what your mental state is.
The Doctor will be able to explain more when she gets back."
Getting up from the edge of the bed, she raised the portion
of the rail she had dropped to sit down, and took a silver
object from her pocket. She went to the foot of the bed, and
I could see her run the silver object up the sole of my foot.
The toes curled slightly, but I didn't feel anything. "Good,"
she said," that is the first reaction we have gotten from
your legs. Did you feel it?" I just shook my head to let her
know I did not.
After fussing around the room for a few minutes, she sat down
in a chair on the side of the bed. After a few minutes one of
the other nurses came over to the open doorway and asked her
if she wanted relief for lunch, but she said she would wait
till the Doctor got done with me. "Don't you have other
patients to check?" I asked. "No, as long as you are
restrained like this, one of us will be right here. You are
the only patient I have assigned to me, and I've been with
you most of the days since you got here. The same is true on
the other two shifts, you'll meet Lynn and Pat tonight."
After what seemed like hours, the Doctor returned to examine
me. Valarie showed her the response from the soles of my
feet, and the doctor seemed pleased that there was some
improvement. The Doctor probed and poked for a few minutes.
then had Valarie drop the head of the bed and roll me over
onto my side. In order to do this, the restraints has to be
removed from one side, but it was done one limb at a time.
The Doctor told me that I had hit one nurse just after I
arrived in what appeared to be a siezure, and had put her in
the hospital with a broken jaw. I could feel the Doctor
probing around my anus, but it didn't feel too bad. when I
commented on it I was told that I was still being given
medication for pain, that it had taken 10 stitches to close
the damage from what had been done to me. I looked back while
I was on my side, and I could see red splotches where my
backside had broken out from the sheets. After the Doctor
completed her exan, I was returned to the position I had been
laying in before the exam, and the restraints were resecured.
The Doctor said "I have both good news and bad news for you.
At this point, it appears that you will regain feeling and
use of your legs in the near future. They should get better
every day. You have some cardiac damage, and I do not think
that we can save your testicles, they are badly damaged from
the electrical burn and should be surgically removed. We need
to get your personal physician involved, can you give me his
name?"
I gave them Doc's name, they said they would call him in
immediately. After the Doctor left, I was laying there
thinking about what she had said. I hoped she was wrong, but
she sure seemed like she knew what she was doing. "Is there
someone we should call, to let them know you are here?"
Valarie asked. I shook my head, as tears began to form in the
corners of my eyes. "No, not right now. I suppose I will have
to call my office to let them know where I am, but I don't
have any family or close friends in the area." "Shouldn't we
let your boss know?" "Well you can give my company a call,
but I own the business so I don't have to answer to anyone."
Valarie could see I was very upset at what the Doctor has
said. She again came over to sit along side of me on the bed
after moving the rail, and put her hand on my leg. "There are
worse things that you could have lost, you should be happy
that you won't be paralyzed for life." She drew circles on my
legs as she spoke. In the old days, just having a beautiful
woman like her near me would have gotten me excited, but here
I was, naked, restrained, and with this doll touching me, and
I couldn't even get it up.
"The Hospital will need your insurance information. While I
am sure you don't need another worry, this is a pretty
expensive room, especially with private duty nurses for 24
hours a day. Do you know what kind of insurance you have?"
"Why don't you call my office and talk to the office manager,
her name is Nancy, she will have all of the information. Tell
her to have Tom set up a cash account also, that will provide
for anything that the insurance company will not cover and
then I won't have to be bothered about it."
"All right," Valarie said, "We'll give them a call. How much
should I tell them about your problem?"
"Just tell them I was shocked and will be here for a while.
They are used to me being gone for long stretches and are
capable of operating things without me."
Valarie called one of the other girls and gave her the
information to make the calls. Iasked why there was no
telephone in the room, but was told that it was normal, they
didn't want intensive care patients bothered by telephone
calls. Every few minutes Valarie would get up, and check in
the solutions running into my arm, and on the wires running
to my chest. One time, I felt her soft uniform brushing
against my chest, and thought I felt a stiring in my groin. I
looked down, but couldn't see any difference. After a few
hours like this, a tiny blonde with long hair came into the
room and Valarie began updating her on my condition. I didn't
understand much of what was being said, but listened anyway.
After Valarie completed her briefing, the blonde came over to
the edge of the bed, and said,"It's nice of you to rejoin us,
it's been pretty lonely sitting here the past week. I'm Lynn,
and I will be with you for the next 8 hours." She rechecked
the monitor, wires, solutions, and took my blood pressure.
After a few minutes Valarie came over and gave me a hug over
the railing and said that she would see me in the morning.
Lynn worked basically the same way as Valarie had, sitting on
the edge of the bed when she wasn't busy and touching me on
the legs, chest, and arm. I asked if this wasn't unusual in
these days if Aids, and Lynn explained that this was the way
that the nurses were taught to show that they cared, and all
of them felt skin to skin contact was important, especially
in cases like mine. She also said that an HIV test had been
run on my blood and was negative.
Lynn opened up a package she had brought in with her, and
pulled out a white half slip. She laid it across my belly and
groin, and it was the smoothest thing I had ever felt. At
that point it was probably better that I didn't have feeling
in my groin, or my hardon would have made it look like a
tent.
"This is pure silk, and the dermatologist thinks it is the
only material that will not irritate your skin. I went out to
buy it this morning so we would have something to cover you
with."
I thanked her for her thoughtfullness and told her as soon as
someone from my office came in I would make arrangements to
have some money to pay her back. At least there was something
covering me if someone did come in.
Within the next hour, a tray was brought in. There was no
solid food on it, only broth and jello, but at least I was
going to be allowed to eat. Lynn put the tray on a moveable
table and rolled ot over to the bed, and put down the top
side rail. She began feeding me. I asked if I couldn't feed
myself, but she said she would rather do it. Lynn is a tiny
woman, and her long hair and soft arms brushed against me
many times as she fed me. After dinner one of the girls at
the desk outside the room called to Lynn and said that I had
a visitor. It was Nancy, who manages my office.
Nancy is of oriental descent, and it is obvious in her
features, with long, straight black hair. She is fairly tall
for a Japanese, about 5'5", and slender. She never fails to
excite me when I see her, but that is not why she was hired.
She has began working for me some years ago as a secretary,
and had proved so competent that she was promoted to my
executive assistant and office manager after just a few
years. I had always made it a point to keep my personal life
separate from my business life, so as much as I wanted to, I
had never asked her out. "What happened to you? We were all
wondering where you went off to without calling in, and when
the hospital called I came right over."
"I don't really know what happened, they told me I recieved
an electrical shock and I don't have any feeling in my legs.
My heart also was damaged. The doctors haven't told me alot
yet."
"Are those burns on your side? What happened to your hair?"
"No, they think both the hair and the rash are from something
else." I didn't think I wanted to go into this any further,
but Lynn jumped in and started to explain that they still
didn't know exactly what was wrong.
Lynn then asked Nancy to wait outside for a minute, and said
to me "you know, she really does care about you. Val said
that you don't have any family here, but you will need for
someone to help you to make decisions for you as time goes
on. What do you think asking Nancy for help?"
After thinking for a minute, I could see that Lynn was right,
and I couldn't think of anyone else I could ask who would
care half as much about my welfare. I said as much to Lynn,
and she called one of the other girls in to the room to sit
with me and took Nancy down for a cup of coffee and a talk.
When they came back, you could see that Nancy had been
crying, and she came over and hugged me. "I'm so sorry, I
don't know why anyone would want to do such a thing to you. I
am going to call Tom and tell him that I will be spending
time with you. He will keep the office going while we work on
getting you better."
Lynn then told Nancy that she would not be able to stay with
me any more tonight, that the visitors rules were very strict
on that issue. Nancy kissed me goodby and said she would stop
in the next morning. lynn reminded her to bring in the
clothing they has discussed, as I would need something to
cover me up a little more.
After Nancy left, Lynn checked the tube which ran from my
penis. She said that she would leave a note for the doctor to
see if it could be removed but the doctor probably would want
to leave it in until I got feeling back in my legs. Then,
after checking me over again, she turned on the Television
over the foot of my bed, and sat on the side of the bed along
side my legs to watch with me. As was the case with Valarie,
while she was sitting there she continually was touching me.
We watched quietly for a while, and then she decided it was
time for my sponge bath. The silk slip covering my middle was
removed, and she commented that the dermatologist was
correct, as I had not broken out from the touch of the silk.
She washed me all over in front, and when that was completed
she moved all of the restraint straps to one side and had me
roll over so she could do by back side. After she was done
washing me she gave me a backrub. Her touch was comforting
to me, and I could tell as we talked she was concerned about
my recovery. I was starting to get sleepy, even though I had
been napping on and off all day, so Lynn resecured the
restraints to their previous position, dimmed the lights and
lowered the head of the bed for me as I dozed off.
I must have slept for a few hours, and when I awoke I found a
different nurse in my room. She was checking the restraints
and jumped a little when she saw I was awake. I could feel a
difference in the room from before - she seemed nervous,
unlike the calm demeanor of the other two nurses. She didn't
seem to have much to say, so I tryed to find a more
comfortable spot to lie in and went back to sleep. Later on,
I again awoke to find Valarie with the new nurse. It
apparently was morning, and as the new nurse was talking to
Valarie I could see she was having trouble talking. Her face
was framed by dark hair, and it seemed as if the side of her
face was discolored. Soon after I woke she left. I asked
Valarie who she was, and Valarie said that her name was Pat,
and she was the reason I was to remain in restraints. It
seems I had hit her on my first day in the hospital, and
broken her jaw. She had trouble talking and the side of her
face was still bruised.
While Valarie was starting her morning checks, my doctor
walked in and introduced himself to her. He came over and
examined me, and this time when the metal object ran up the
soles of my feet I could feel it. The female doctor who was
in yesterday also came in, and began showing Doc the various
injuries and damage I had suffered. They poked and probed for
some time, and then went out to talk. They came back in after
a short time and told Valarie that the foley could be
removed as soon as my testing was completed. I asked what
that was, and they told me it was the tube in my penis.
The two doctors said that there would be some tests done,
including a biopsy of my testicles. They said that the
consent forms would be brought in, and asked about next-of
kin. I explained that there wasn't any, but that Nancy should
be consulted if they needed to talk to someone. They said
that they would need for her to have a power of attorney in
case a decision was needed and I was unable to make it. I
told them she should be in soon, and they said the forms
would be ready.
Just after they left, Nancy came in. I introduced Valarie,
and the two of them talked as if they were old friends. The
two of them sat on opposite sides of the bed, both of them
touching my legs to see if I could feel it. My mind was
excited, even if my body was still incapable of joining the
feeling. The papers were filled out, and within minutes, I
was wheeled out by a crew of four people in surgical garb. A
mask was placed over my face, and then I was asleep.
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