Hospitals have always been problems. My male nurse made me s*** his c***. They had me strapped in and wouldn’t allow me any food or drink. He adjusted my bed so his c*** was at the correct level. He stood next to me and pulled out his c*** and told me to take care of it.
His female nursing assistant stood there and watched and smiled. She was OK with it. I resisted, so she said I needed behavioral modification and she’d take care of it. He left and she told me that my behavior wasn’t acceptable.
She said I needed a testicular examination. She squeezed each ball until I gasped in pain. She said, ‘They sure are delicate little things’ and abruptly smacked them repeatedly with a wicked smile on her face. She offered to bend the rules and let me have ginger-ale. She gave me a little ginger-ale. It was so good on my dry throat since I wasn’t allowed any food or drink. She took away the drink and beat my balls again. She didn’t stop until I begged and begged to s*** his c***. Then I got another taste of ginger-ale and she went to get the nurse.
They came back and he put his c*** in my mouth and I sucked it while his assistant watched and took pics with her phone. She told me to hold his c** in my mouth, show it to her and then swallow and show her I did. She told me to “Savor the flavor”.
He came in my mouth two or three times a day while she watched with delight. One time the Nurse Practitioner walked in while I was sucking him. She just said, “You know he’s to have nothing by mouth”. Then they laughed. She said, “I’ll come back after he’s had his protein snack”. She turned around and left.
The Nurse Practitioner later returned and she asked if I was getting good nursing care. Just then the nursing assistant entered the room too and asked if I was happy with the care. The nursing assistant put her hand on my balls as she asked and smiled at me. I quickly said the care was great and I was very happy. The Nurse Practitioner noted that on her chart. They had me write out and sign a survey stating I got good care.
Before I was discharged the nursing assistant asked me if I needed my balls beat again. I told her I wouldn’t give her any trouble. She said she’d castrate me if she even heard a rumor of discontent. I filled out a second survey for her and thanked her. Then I was discharged.
