After my birthday I was relieved that I had gotten to keep my clothes on and also disappointed. I went home that night full of joy for the world to my little flat to see a ominous letter from the wife. It was the divorce papers well the start of the process. I spent the next few days trying to talk with her but it kept just ending in a row until family members acted has intermediaries and peace keepers. Alison spent a lot of time with me and we had started to sleep together. It was strange at first. I knew every inch of her and seen more of her than my wife yet I had not been with her. It was awkward at first but soon developed into a passionate affair spending days together in bed. I almost missed sister’s birthday with all that was happening in my life.
I arrived at work with another row on my mind forgetting that today was sister’s birthday. I arrived on ward seeing that sister’s office door was closed. Thinking I was late which was very unusual for me but I had been very distracted the last few days I pushed open the door to expect them to be all in the room receiving the hand over notes. The room was empty except for a very tidy pile of clothes. The navy dress with white collar gave the owners identity away. I suddenly remembered what day it was and my heart kicked in along with some other attached parts. I lifted up the dress to look more closely at the slip underneath, then the white bra and panties, along with unusually tights. Sister’s shoes where at the bottom with the jewellery tucked inside one shoe and a note in the other. Just in case I hadn’t realised it was for me or perhaps to tell others to keep off. The front of the folded paper said, “Frank’s Eyes Only”.
We’d had that many new arrivals that the side wards where full. I couldn’t see them leaving sister naked in the treatment room but I checked anyway. The sluices seemed risky because cleaners where still about and porters would be restocking. So where! I checked the sluices anyway being observed by staff. Who smiled at my diligence. The only places I could see them using was the staff ward toilet or the under used bathroom off the upper day room. The toilet would be very cramped so I thought the bathroom was the better bet. I pushed open the door expecting to find a naked sister but found nothing. I scratched my head and thought that sister most be in the staff toilet. I pushed open the door hesitantly because it opened directly onto the ward. There was a ante-room where staff could hang up their coats and store bags and so on. Then the cubical housing the toilet. The cubical door was off set to the entry door. I figured sister would be in the cubicle but just in case she was in the entry room I opened carefully. Sister was stood to my left huddled best she could into the corner completely naked. Well naked of clothing. I will use the completely in future to mean the absence of something else.
“Frank. Thank goodness its you”. Sister said. “I’ll get your stuff” I said. “Frank, the girls carried it out in the open would you cover it please”” Sister said. I smiled and left. I collected the clothes from sister’s office and thought how to cover them. Staff came by. “You found her then”” she said. “Yes. I need something to cover these with” I said. “No. Take them like that” staff said.
I returned to sister. ‘sorry staff insisted on no covering” I said. “Oh, that’s okay Frank. I no you will have done your best”. Sister said. I turned to go and she looked disappointed, I stopped and she smiled. She now turned to show me her naked body. ‘do you like me Frank” she said. “Yes” I said. “Not as much as Alison” she said. I blushed what had
Alison said I thought. She put the clothes on the floor and looked at the door. “Keep a guard on that door Frank” sister said and I moved and put my back against it.
She moved away from the wall and the coats which interfered with my line of sight of her as I stood against the door. In this new positions she now stood naked in the centre of the area between the door to the ward and the cubicle. She left nothing to be obscured or imagined. She just stood and let me look. Her hands where on her hips, right leg forward. She smiled and watched me observe her. Her firm full kneel like breasts. Swaying lightly from her sharp breathing. Her nipples brown, hard, aroused. Her think black bush with her ripeness showing at the top. She smiled and slowly turned. ‘do you like this better Frank” she said bottom now to me. I swallowed and coughed a little then managed a “Yes”. She looked over her shoulder and then turned back. “You will say when I can dress won’t you Frank” she said. “Oh, arh. Yes. That is you can dress now sister” I said. “Are you sure Frank” she said. “Yes, sure” I said. She turned back around and stood for a moment fully on show.
She reached for her white knickers and stepped into them slowly pulling them up her long shapely naked legs past her rich black bush and I wondered how long that would last today. She seemed to read my mine. “I doubt you’ll see that again for a while” she said. I figured this was just a prelude to what staff had really planned for her. She reached down and picked up the bra and secured it to her breasts than tuned around. “Would you Frank”” she asked. I stepped forward and hooked up the bra. She next picked up the tights and moved to the old kitchen style round hoped chair and set to put the nylons on her feet. She did this like every act with a seductive eye and lip. I was weakening under the strain to be professional. Once at knee height she stood and pulled them into place. She now bent for the slip and soon that cover all of her. She looked every bit the professional even like that, but dammed sexy with it. She pulled her jewellery and hair grips from her shoes and placed them on the seat. Then slipped on her shoes then reached for the uniform dress and stepped into it and pulled it up. She turned back to me again and without being asked I zipped up the dress. She now reached for the belt and put that back on. Taking her hair grips she replaced her hat with a sexually provocative smile and come hither look. Before replacing her ruffs, she smoothed out her dress running her hands over her breasts, pubic area and bottom. She looked up and winked. She now replaced her jewellery and I helped with the necklace clasp. Now the professional sister again she smiled broadly and kissed my cheeky. “Not going to wish me a happy birthday Frank”, she said. “Oh, yes,” I said a little flustered at her very sexy, well its not a striptease but I was sure that was what had just happened if some what in reverse. “Happy Birthday” and pecked her on the cheek. “You know staff as something diabolical planned for me. Don’t you Frank” she said. “Yes. I expect she will” I said. “Frank. I’m not going to like it. Whatever it is, will be truly horrible. No woman could like what her wicked mind can think up but Frank I will endure it because I know you will be there Frank and you’ll help me through it” she said. “I’ll do my best to make it bearable for you” I said. “Oh Frank you’ll make it more than bearable” she said. I smiled. “Frank. I can’t wait until I’m naked for you again. I’m sure it will be so humiliating” she said. Before I could answer she moved for the door.
“Let’s get the hand over done” sister said and moved for the door. I moved out of the way and she put her hand on the handle. “What will the patients think” she said and with that was out in the ward looking a little blushed as she looked around at the patients finishing off lunch.
After tea break I returned to the ward sure that something would now happen. Staff produced a cake and some non-alcoholic grape juice and we wished sister a happy birthday and gave her, her presents. The late shift then departed to go about our duties and about ten minutes later sister came down to me in the lower day room where I was toileting patients to say good bye. She disappeared and I carried on with my work. Once the later afternoon toileting and drinks had been done we prepared the ward for night and visitors. Tea arrived for the patients and we served and cleared afterwards. Visitors began to arrive and young staff came to me and said would I be kind and write up the day book. I walked over to the nurses station.
I noticed the pile of clothes as I approached. The chair they where on was pulled back from the staff desk. Anyone passing would have seen and already a number of visitors had passed. The pile was a skirt black, and red wool jumper, a slip, a pair of knickers and a bra. The later items concealed underneath. I just had to check. Some one knew I would because the note was at the bottom. “Leave as you find and come to the ballroom”. Staff looked down the ward and nodded.
I stood outside the outer doors to the ballroom complex. The ballroom was an old theatre no longer used except to store large equipment that was surplus or not used regularly. I took a deep breath and pushed open the door. Some relief that sister was not naked behind the outer set. I could hear older staff nurse’s low voice in the main ballroom. I walked quietly to the doors wanting to observe. I put my face to the porthole window and must have disturbed the doors in some way because staff looked and smiled. I had the wonderful rush of the sight of sister.
She was tied to the gynaecological chair. Her wrists where secured to the side bars at the point where the back was tipped up. Her legs where in stirrups with the ankles tied in place around the foot plate rest attachment point. The stirrups had been turned out over so that her legs where well spread. I could see her black bush and engorged pussy. I wondered how long she had been like that. She’d left the ward about four-thirty and it was now about six-fifteen.
I pushed open the door and entered. Sister winced. The blindfold hood prevented her from seeing but not hearing. “Another guest come to see the special attraction” staff said. Sister spoke but the gag that she obviously had in her mouth prevented any intelligent sound. Staff signalled for me to be quiet by putting her finger to her lips. She nodded her head to behind the chair and I stepped from my straight on view to she what she was signalling. On the table behind was the holy grail a full set of instruments for the removal of bush. Staff just nodded her head slowly in acknowledgement of what she expected. I was hard as nails at that moment. I had to check my panting in case I revealed my identity.
I crossed to the table looking at all of sister’s nakedness. Her nipples where solid and looked as though they had been sucked and manipulated. I wondered by whom. Louise was not that way inclined I was sure. Her black bush could not conceal her watering love box. Sister had been some how made to cum. I began the process of preparing the shaving equipment whilst still observing sister closely. She was moving her head from side to side and trying to say something through the gag. Once everything was ready I looked at staff. Shaving sister was a dream come true. Staff directed operations with a silent finger. She point to fresh water and the flannel first. I dipped the flannel in the hot water and then approached sister. I took another deep breath looked down at her displayed womanhood and realised that there was something else about her. A black plastic something protrude form her bottom. “A butt plug” staff said noticing my curious look. Sister tried to speak. “I think she’s trying to tell you to be careful she’s a bit full” staff said.
I had noticed the distension of the abdomen as I walked across the floor and prepared the equipment. Sister had more than the butt plug inside her. I placed the flannel gently on her pubic mount and sister convulsed most violently. She bucked and I could tell by the red flush that this last touch had been too much for her self-control. Staff produced a slim piece of white plastic and twisted it to make a buzzing sound sister tried desperately to escape her bounds. Staff just smiled knowing I knew what had been going on. I washed sister’s pubic and vagina areas well. Sister withered and moaned and tried her best I think to plead through the gag. I then reached for the soap and brush. I created a lather and began with the brush to lather sister. She squirmed and moaned and writhed at the touch and it was very difficult to concentrate as I was so uncomfortable with the discomfort of a hard on. Each touch sent a convulsion through sister, each seemed to drain her completely, yet she found more for the next. When soaped I reached for the razor and staff smiled. ‘sister say good bye to your bush and hello to Frank” sister bucked up in convulsion and twisted wildly. A red flush spread once more throughout her body. She collapsed and went limp. I placed the blade at the top of her pubes just to the right of middle. One clean even stroke removed a clear tracked down through her bush. I repositioned the blade to the left of mid line and her pussy was freed from the imprisoning forest. One more to the right, then one more to the left and save for the odd tatter she was done. Soon I disposed of these last wisps of her hair and wiped the soap away with the clean water flannel. Sister was spent.
‘did you enjoy that sister” staff said. Sister muffled a reply through the gag. “I think she did”. Staff said. Sister shook her head violently. “Well sister needs another enema Frank and you are going to give it to her but some of our other friends have been promised a view of your handy work. I call when we are ready for you” with that she put out her arm to guide me to the doors and I left to return to my duties.
Quiet how I could return to my duties I did not know. I stopped off at the male changing rooms on the way back to relieve my personal problem. Has I entered the ward I noticed that sister’s clothes where still on the chair for all to see. I really could not concentrate on my duties. Staff approached me and said there was a call for me. I picked up the phone at the nurses” station and saw the clothes had gone. ‘come to the ballroom Frank” the voice said that I didn’t recognise.
Deep breath I thought and pushed open the outer door. Sister’s clothes where scattered on the floor. Her shoes, knickers, bra, slip, coat, top but no sign of the skirt. I pushed them aside with my feet and approached the door. Sister was bent over a birthing couch in the doggy position. Her bare legs to me and her head bent down below the level of the couch. She had her skirt on. Her wrist and ankles where tied. I opened the door and entered. She raised up and looked over at me. “NO! NO!” she said. Her eyes pleaded. “Hello Frank” staff said who was stood on the doors wall so I had not seen her as I stepped through. ‘there’s all the equipment Frank you know what to do” staff said. “No! Please Frank no!” sister said. I walked over and lifted gently her skirt. Sister winced at my disregard for her modesty. I was on some strange autopilot. I would not have normally been so callous and disregarding of her feelings. I was stirring again and want this bizarre affair over and be home in my bed alone with my thoughts. “Oh have the girls left something in. You’ll have to pull that out Frank first” Sister looked pleading confused. It was clear that she wanted that horrible piece of plastic out of her bum but not by me” I took hold of it (what was I thinking, sister’s look of absolute terror and alarm that I was doing this to her) and slowly eased it. Sister withered and moaned. “Frank for God sakes, if you most do it quickly, pull it out” sister said and I slowly pulled with an even pressure and the butt plug slowly yielded and popped out. Sister moaned and seemed to relax then tighten. Her bottom seemed to instantly crave its presence again. “Please Frank I’ve already been enemaed once today” I looked at staff. ‘do it to her Frank or I’ll arrange a very long night of them” staff said. “Please Frank don’t let her give me to the night staff” sister pleaded.
“Oh they are going to have what’s left of you after the rest have been back for more” staff said. Who was the rest”
I pulled the trolley of equipment over to the birthing couch and sister just looked so sweet and innocent. She watched and suffered each of my preparatory actions. I put on rubber gloves and opened the tube of KY. It had obviously been used a bit already. I lubed the end of my finger. “I’m already lubricated Frank you don’t have to do that” sister said.
“Oh. I insist” staff said. I placed the tip of my finger at the entrance to sister’s anus and slowly slipped it in. “Oh Frank, that’s d”” sister stopped herself from revealing what she thought it was. I pulled my finger out. “No Frank I’ll tell you when. Make sure you give sister a good yoke” staff said. “OH No Lou, please. You’ve done that enough” sister said. “I know I have but Frank hasn’t nowhere near enough” staff said. “OH, you’ll pay for this some day” sister said. ‘sure, but today you’ll pay” staff said. Staff looked at me. “What your waiting for Frank, an invitation shove your finger up sister’s arse hole” ‘staff not like that” sister said referring to the language. I replaced my finger at the entrance and pushed it in. I turned through as much rotation as I could. I then brought it nearly out to push it back in. Sister moaned and squirmed and tried desperately to escape the finger. “Okay Frank, I don’t want it turning to pleasure for her” staff said. “You cow” sister said. Quiet whether this was for the comment or because staff at stopped her pleasure I was not sure.
I now took the tube and hung it on the drip stand. I let the end drop down across the trolley so it didn’t touch the floor. Sister moaned. “Oh Frank” I made sure the clamp was closed then reached for the jug. I filled the jug from the bucket of water it was chilled. “I can’t this will be cruel” I said to staff. “Please no staff not that, yours wasn’t a polar bear” sister said. A polar bear was a thing of legend. It was rumoured once that their was a training sister who insisted that students must have a ice cold bath once a day and a ice water enema once a week. She was referred to as the polar bear. ‘staff you know this will real hurt and it can be dangerous” I said. Staff smiled. “Fine you can give her this instead” and staff went over to the collection of junk items and produced a tin of malaises. “Oh no staff, not treacle” sister said. Sister knew the effect of this but it would be better than the chilled water. I asked staff for some warm water to mix it and staff shook her head. “Please Frank, not like that” sister said pleadingly. Staff would have none of it and I filled the funnel and tube with the treacle. Once the air had bubbled through and I’d topped off the tube it was time. I picked up the end sister convulsed at the sight of it in my hand. I approached her sister looked over her shoulder as best she could panic stricken that the time had now come. ‘do me quick and gentle Frank” sister said. I slowly pushed it up sister’s bottom to the line on the tube. “You bastard Frank Whitaker” Sister moaned softly. “Oh Frank” she said. I reached for the clamp sister’s eyes wide open. She shook her head and I let rip. “OHHHHHHHHHHHH” and she came multiple times.
Nothing for a seconds then. “OH, OH, OH” from sister and she began to writhe with the feeling of the treacle going in. I picked up the tin and topped off the funnel. “OH, oh that’s horrible, I’ve not had one in years” sister said. “Last time she was twenty-three just before her wedding day” staff said. ‘since I knew sister had had one for her 45th birthday I figured by last one they meant a treacle one. It took two minutes for the tube and funnel to not require refilling. The 5 pint catering tin was about 80% empty. At least a pint would be in funnel and tube. So that meant that three pints where in sister.
I closed the clamp and told sister to squeeze her buttocks together. She did her best being well past it. I pulled out the tube and a little treacle ran out the end and down her glistening pussy. Staff came forward. She picked up the butt plug and handed it to me. ‘staff please she’s barely with us I said. “ She knows its coming don’t worry” staff said. I slowly reinserted the plug. Sister tried to pull away. Then when she could not she took the brave decision to get it over with and pushed against the butt plug crying out. “Fill me quick Frank before I die” at which I pushed the plug in and sister once more explode in orgasm.
Staff said. ‘thank you Frank, you can go. Please call into the female changing rooms when you go off shift” I walked back to the ward feeling very ashamed of myself but also being so confused sister had seemed genuinely not to like or want what had happen but the orgasm was plain as my face. Perhaps this was what she meant by helping her through it. My present caused the orgasms turning a horrible nightmare into something pleasurable. No that thought was not right.
I knocked on the changing room door. A young voice called back “Just a minute we are not ready yet Frank” they seemed to know who it was. I waited and about 10 o’clock the door opened and it was young staff. ‘come in” she said. I walked in and sister was stood in the corner hands on head completely naked. Older staff and the two SENs where there as well.
“Right I know Frank’s seen every bit of you but it wouldn’t be a birthday celebration without a Frankie” older staff said. “Please Lou. I don’t have anything left” sister said. “Oh don’t worry. You don’t have to do anything, we’ll do it for you” staff said. “Right girls Frankie her” Louise said. The Young staff pulled sister by the wrist away from the lockers. The two SEN’s moved close and bent to grab a ankle each. Sister made no protest what so ever. They soon lifted her off the floor and Frankied her. It was odd just stood there looking at her. even when she was tied up and displayed in the most hideously revealing way there was defiance in the air, she struggled to deny you any vision of her although nothing was left unexposed. Now however it was just there. Sister was broken.
“Right Frank. We’ve got a nice bath full of ice cubes and cold hospital water” older staff said. They began carrying her to the bathroom. Sister made no protest. Over the bath they paused and then dropped sister in. Sister convulsed and convulsed again arching her back to almost snapping point. She clasped into the water. “Wow. That was a powerful orgasm” Vicky the older SEN said. ‘she’s been having them all evening” staff said. “God what have you done to her” younger SEN asked. Staff smiled, “I’ve done nothing but sister as a new outlook on life and some very nice girlfriends” Sister blushed, now shivering with the cold water. “washer Frank. Every last bit” staff said.
I wanted to end sister’s suffering but I knew I most. At least I could do it quick so she could get this terrible ordeal over with. I put my hand in the water expecting it to be freezing to find it was quiet warm. I put my hand between sister’s legs to reach for the sponge that was trapped underneath. Sister convulsed again at my accidental touch. She
looked at me. “Frank, they, injected me with some terrible drug. I can’t help myself Frank. Please don’t””” before she could finish I pushed the sponge into her pussy and she exploded into a million pieces of humanity. She cried out and her whole body quaked. I was merciless. I washed for vagina and then her abdomen. Sister just have convulsion
after convulsion. I moved up her body to her breasts. Her nipples where harder than anything I’d ever seen on a women. Her body contorted and she exploded once more. I continued my sponging up to her face then had her sit forward for her back. I then had her painfully turn over so I could get my fill of her naked bottom. Her anus seemed much larger than normal, the effect of the butt plugs.
“Okay Frankie her again and then you two can dry her. make sure that you do the internals” older staff said to the two SEN’s and young staff. They pulled poor sister out of the bath and once more Frankied her. She was still unbelievablely gorged. “Frank you will need to leave us for a short while sister needs to be thoroughly dried” staff said.
I walked and waited as instructed in the changing rooms. About 10:30 sister still very naked emerged. Staff give sister her coat. We all left together for the pub. Sister smiled as she passed me at the door and winked. “Oh Frank. They’ve all had their wicked way with me and now I’m full of black plastic again”.
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