The Ship Builder's Tale : (Three Nurses Baring Gifts) by Geogre

After the incident with Alison I had already began to speculate about the next victim. Jayne the younger auxiliary would be turning eighteen early in January. They’d already in my presence hinted to her that she would not be saved from the special treatment of turning eighteen.

Christmas was fast upon us and my relations with the wife were at a all time low. They were colder than the snow outside. She took the kids and went to stay at her mother’s for Christmas leaving me to my own devices. Alison had become a close confident and we’d took to meeting up outside to just talk and make dreams. Sister had originally roistered me off on Christmas day but senior staff had gotten a cold so sister asked if I could work a split shift to cover. I was glad of the request and would later be even gladder.

I was just finishing up cleaning the bottom sluice when sister came in and said that they where all taking an early break since everything was done. Most patients had been discharged home for Christmas to be with their families. That just left five who seemed not to have any family. Hence the quickness of getting the routine work done. We’d also spent the weeks up to Christmas getting the ward really shipshape. So there wasn’t much to do other than drink tea and watch a bit of TV with the patients or sit around chatting.

As I entered the day room the group of nurses, called a watch of nightingales, collective noun, sat laughing at some joke. “So what’s funny” I said. “Just Jayne here, not quite getting why her boy friends present wasn’t really a present” sister said. I looked puzzled. Jayne explained.

“My boyfriend” She hesitated, “Well he brought be some clothes and sister said that they where a present for him not me” the young auxiliary said.

“Well if they’re anything like sister’s normal sexy undies they weren’t” I said and everyone laughed. Well except sister who shoot me with a look and I pretended to be mortally wondered by clutching my chest. Causing more laughter.

“Well sister, have you got a Christmas present for Frank today” the older staff nurse said.
“No I haven’t” sister said.

The girls then told each other what they had gotten for Christmas. Eventually it fell quiet and they all where looking to me. “Oh I didn’t get anything” I said. “The wife’s away and the kids are with her and there were no presents left under the absent tree.”

“Oh Frank, that’s so sad, we wish we’d known” sister said. They all made a fuss with cuddles and pecks on the cheek. To be truthful that was the best Christmas present I’ve ever had, friendship, true friendship. We finished off our tea and went about checking on patients and looking for anything to do. I was now feeling the depression of my situation. Up until then I’d been able to mask it well. The morning wore on and eventually the later shift arrived. It had been agreed to delay serving lunch until the late shift arrived so we could have lunch together. Young staff, still on her death bed struggled in so everyone was present.

We set a large table in the middle of the ward and brought the five patients in to eat with us. The food was unexpectedly good for hospital food, and although we couldn’t have alcohol we had non-alcoholic wine. There where crackers, and jokes, and wild stories of Christmas past. Even the patients joined in telling about Christmas during the war and before. There was turkey and stuffing, all the vegetables you could think of, and of course Christmas pudding. It cheered me up and the merriment continued through to us clean up and sorting out another cup of tea.

I found myself alone in the lower day room. I wondered where the others had disappeared off too. I got up a few times to look up the ward to no avail. Perplexed I left the day room to go and look for them. I figured that they must be having their tea elsewhere and I’d not heard the change of plan. I crossed the little corridor which divided the day room from the main lower ward. I wondered for a moment than curiosity beat me and I walked to the lower sluice door and slowly pulled it open wondering what I’d fine. But found nothing. I turned back and entered the main ward and walked up past the patients taking their afternoon nap.

No sign of them at the nurses station but at sisters office, well, signs of mischief. On the desk besides a cold cup of tea was a pile of clothes. Some body, looking through the pile, no, two bodies where naked. I looked through the pile of clothes again to determine who’s there where but without dresses it was impossible to be sure. I was convinced that the black set of underwear must be sisters, but the small dainty pink thong and flimsy bikini top rather than a bra could be Jayne’s or Young staffs”.

I carried on up the ward and checked out the upper ward sluice. Still no sign of them. There was really only the day room left but I could tell that was empty. I walked in and sure enough it was empty. I was now very puzzled. Where could they be. Then I noticed what was obvious but I’d over looked it. A chair had been pulled out to the middle it looked right down the ward. Because of the angle of the half closed doors as I walked up I’d not be able to see the little table on the side. It had a plate of mince pies on it and a glass of what was clearly not non-alcoholic. It was an obvious invitation. I took up my place and waited.

I sat and waited, and waited some more. Eventually I took hold of a pie and bit into it. It was really sweet. I picked up the glass of what turned out to be apricot brandy, my favourite if somewhat expensive drink. I heard the lower ward door open and within seconds saw the team of nurses turning into the ward. I didn’t know what to expect but I was sure it wasn’t what I saw. Three very naked nurses. The first of these nurses I would have recognised anywhere. It was sister. She was being frog marched by the two auxiliary nurses. This answered the puzzle of the owner of the other set of underwear. Sister was blindfolded with a triangular bandage. She was completely naked. No jewellery or clothes. Her black bush screamed out to be focussed on. She tried desperately to free herself. “Frank, Frank tell me if your there” she called out. I wasn’t sure why, but I felt to call out would only act to diminish my and her experience of this macabre scene.

The next naked body which had been pulled out from behind sister as they turned into the ward so that it was now by the side of sister’s partly and being manhandled by the two SENs was clearly the younger and more senior staff nurse. She was equally as naked as sister and was also blindfold too.

Behind this party of six nurses two of which where clearly minus their uniforms was another nurse minus hers. I’d fixed this naked body into my mind long ago when I first saw her naked and strung up in the lower bathroom. It was the older staff nurse. I couldn’t get a good look at her because the six leading nurses, two struggling and calling out in desperation kept obscuring my eye line. Their progression up the ward was slow but not painfully so. It allowed me to have a great view of two extremely gorgeous pair of breasts swinging and wobbling. I could tell that the owners where excited in someway due to the size of their nipples. Sister and younger staff tried to conceal their lower area by holding their legs together. This just made dragging them easier, so they’d try to stop being propelled along by opening their legs which then afforded me a great view.

Once in the day room sister being brought in first. They where spread out. The older staff nurse end up in the middle of the line directly in front of me. I could now see that she to was equally as naked. And very clearly aroused. She had been manhandled, well woman handled by two student nurses pulled off other wards. That was unusual in its self since normally nurses from other wards are not involved in other wards fun and games. I did not recognise these two students so I guess the three naked colleagues would be being seen by fresh eyes.

It was Alison who spoke first, “Oh great king Frank we bring”.” shock from the three naked females. “Frank if you are there say so” sister said I remained quite. “Oh great king” “You’ve had your fun, he’s still in the other day room isn’t he” sister said interrupting Alison.

“Oh great king Frank we cum baring” The students giggled at the pun. “Oh great king Frank we come b.e.a.r.i.n.g these gifts to you. This one (Jayne nods) is A, and this one (Vicky nods) is B, and the other is C”. Alison looks and I acknowledge understanding. The three naked women where trying still to wriggle from their restraining guards to no avail but I was finding the show exhilarating if some what guilt provoking but I was finding less and less to be guilty about these days.

“Shortly oh great King for your Christmas box you will select which one gets a shave” Alison began to be interrupted by sister and older staff saying “No please we’ve got husbands”. Younger staff didn’t look to keen either. “And!...”, Alison continued, “Which one gets a little bag of fun” gasps from the three naked woman and the two students who looked at me in alarm. A bag of fun was an enema. “And which gets to be left for the porters fun,” “NO!” a chorus of voices truly shouted and where hushed by the dressed nurses. “That will wake the dead” our pet name for our more elderly patients. Alison said.

I sat back and wondered who to chose for what” I finished another pie and sipped my brandy the three naked beauties struggling to avoided their punishments. But not to much so as not to get their treats I thought. I was now ready to put them out of one misery by pronouncing their fate.

“A” I said. The three convulsed at knowing I was truly present. “You bitches will pay for this when its your turn” sister said. “Well we’ll call this payback for my little ordeal shall we” Vicky said. “And mind” said Alison. “Well what you’ve got planned for me is diabolical so I might as well get my pay back in first” Jayne said.

“A. Shave” no reaction other than to turn heads. Of course they hadn’t a clue who A, B, and C was. This was great! “B bag of fun” I said. “That’s an enema just in case you don’t know B” Vicky said. No reaction so it was just a turning of the screw to all three. “C well I guest you get left for the porters”. “Please”... (the younger staff said).. if its me please let me be hooded”. “Hell if its you you’ll now wear a name and address tag” Alison said. The axillaries sorted a laugh but the students looked at me as if I was in charge and could stop them.

“Right” said Alison, “You two clear what you have to do” the student nurses holding the older staff nurse nodded.

“Let’s go then!” Alison said. With that the nurses turned on their heels and with sister being dragged first the group made their way out of the day room. I now got my favourite view three naked bums. It was the first time I’d seen more than one at a time. Well in the flesh anyway. Sister was dragged off into the top sluice, followed by older staff then younger staff. They pleaded with me but to no avail. The ward fell quiet, I had two pies and a half a glass of brandy. I contented myself with them wondering what next.

Time passed about three minutes enough to slowly finish a pie and savour it. The sluice door open and the two student nurses wheeled out the older staff nurse. Still naked and blindfolded. They turned up to the day room. The staff was bound to the commode in the must despicable way. I had really pity for her. My pecker on the other hand had totally a different reaction. Her ankles where tied to the foot rest joint which meant her legs where well spread. She couldn’t squeeze her thighs together her knees where bound to the arms down vertical support. Her wrists where tied at the end of the arm and her elbows where tied at the rear rest. This meant not only was there no chance of her covering her breasts but no chance of hands covering her lovely bush, or just getting free easily.

They brought her too me. “SEN Purvis said to ask which porters lounge main building or gate” the student nurse said. “NO Frank you can’t, neither, neither, either would mean, no Frank no” staff protested. Each would mean being taken like that outside and along the main drive. Where these two students going to really do it or just scare her in some other way. I couldn’t chance it so said. “Leave her in the surgical trolley area a porter will soon come along”. “No Frank no” was all the protest she could manage as her naked body was wheeled off.

The students returned in about two to three minutes just the right amount of time needed to leave staff where I suggested. They went straight into the sluice. On them opening the door I could hear the sounds of sister and younger staff obviously still trying to get free. The door closed and all went quiet.

I sat and waited. The doors remained closed. I waited. I wondered how long it took to give a shave and a fun bag. I was now out of pies and brandy and was getting impatient. I heard the lower ward door and suddenly was scared myself. Could it be senior management or a visitor for a patient. No it was older staff, she’d managed some how to escape. Still naked she came straight up the ward and called out to the others, she disappeared to the on ward staff toilets.

Alison came flying out of the sluice and went straight into the toilet. Suddenly staff appeared with Alison twisting her arm up her back. “Okay” she shouted. With that sister appeared at the sluice much more naked than before. I could see straight away that she had been shaved. The two students manhandled her. She was still blindfold. Behind her came a very sheepish younger staff nurse. She was not putting up a fight at all, she was waddling like a duck. My God the fun bag was still inside her. Soon the three of them where in front of me.

“Well which one of you is A” Alison asked. “I am” sister said. “How have you been told to answer” Alison said. “I’m a shaven A” sister said and she was. Her pubic hair gone clearly her pussy lips puffed out. “Well” Alison called out. “I’m a fun bag B” the younger staff called out. “And!” Alison said. “I’m a fun bag B, permission to go to the toilet” the young staff nurse asked. Alison looked at me, I looked at the nurse clearly in need of relief. “Yes B you may” I said. With that the auxiliaries let her go and she waddled off to find her relief.

“Well this one seems to have spoilt the fun” Alison said twisting the older staff hair. “Get me a trolley” Alison said. Staff screamed and Alison released her to a peel of laughter. She shot off back to the toilet. “Well that just leaves you sister. Oh great king Frank shall we let her dress or shall we keep her clothes” Alison said. “Please Frank I”.” sister began. “King Frank, Please!” Alison said. “Yes, King Frank if you please” I said causing even sister to snigger. “Please your majesty let me dress now you’ve seen everything” sister said. I thought then pronounced sentence. “You may dress but no underwear for the rest of the day or tomorrow. Alison smiled, sister gasped. “Oh Frank you are the king.