The Ship Builder’s Tales – (Auxillary's Blanket Bath) by Geogre

I was very uneasy about all this stripping. It seems a funny thing to say. It must be every man’s dream to be surround by beautiful women whom, I was going to say, “Get their kit off”. But that was the problem, they didn’t get their kit off, the other women got it off for them. I was sure eventually somebody would say something, and some really calamitous thing would happen which I was sure I wouldn’t like and find myself banged up. I had loads of questions and I needed to know some things but how do you go about asking women if they like being stripped.

The opportunity came one late shift when one of the students was telling a tale about another student who’d been forced to run around the nurse’s residence minus her clothes. This was apparently the fate of a good few students, and indeed, the younger SEN said she’d had to do it has a pupil because her unit had been cited for being unclean. She’d paid up the forfeit for all her unit’s residents. This was why the student nurse had been forced to run naked her unit had infringed some rule.

I quite matter-of-factly asked if this sought of thing went on all the time. Sister asked what I meant. She knew fine well what I meant but was I think egger to make me ask more directly seeing my discomfort at asking but also my discomfort at not knowing. “Well the birthday baths? Aren’t you…well…. don’t you…. (Long sigh). What do you think about me seeing you all so naked?” I said very hastily.

Sister smiled. “Well Frank. I hated it. I know you’ve seen me naked. I know that some day you will see me naked again. I try not to think about either. My friends stripped me, and showed me to you. I’m going to strip them and show them to you. It’s not fun, but its what we do. It…. Why do you men always ask such awful bloody questions?”

“Perhaps I can explain?” staff-nurse said. “Its our wards tradition, it’s what makes you one of us. It’s a shared common experience. It proves you are just like each one of us when the colours (term for nurses uniforms, different colours go with different ranks) are off.”.

“I can see how practical jokes and initiations are important in this job to build team rapport, and I know from what student nurse Jones as said that you use them for unofficial discipline. I can get that. But, didn’t being stripped and then shown to me just freak you out, why didn’t you report it?” I said.

“To settle your mind Frank. I think your asking why we didn’t report you, or more precisely why we didn’t get you into hot water.” Staff said.

“Frank, I can assure you no nurse stripped by us, is going to report the matter, you wouldn’t get into trouble. If you ever cross the line you’ll just be excluded.” Sister said.

“So your saying you’ll go through with something you hate, you’ll just endure it, in silence, you’ll just accept it” I said.

“Frank, birthday baths are our wards tradition, I hate being naked in front of my other female colleagues like that, but I’ve put them through it, so they should put me through it. That’s our bond” staff said.

“I kind of see, but, well, you say you hate it, how do you bear coming to work the next day, how do you bear knowing I’ve seen everything” I said.

“Can I?” the younger SEN said, “Frank I know that when my birthday comes, I’m going to be grabbed and stripped, I was last birthday, and the birthday before. The birthday before that I was on a different ward and it had altogether a different tradition. I know I’m going to be deeply embarrassed at being seen naked by you. I can imagine it now. (She was blushing as if she was living the experience at that moment). I wonder what it will be like what my friends already have experienced, I’ll blush, and I’ll probably shake, but I’ll survive. I’m likely to feel uncomfortable around you for a time but that will pass, once in a while I’ll think about it, and blush. Once in a while I’ll think about it in a different way and it will be exciting, a gas. It’s just harmless, no, not harmless, that’s what people say when looking for an excuse for bad behaviour. It’s just what we do, we’ve all agreed to doing. We had a meeting to decided if you should be present or excluded. It was decided that you where a special part of the team and should be involved in the tradition. You where just meant to watch, staff over stepped the mark when she had you wash sister. But sister was okay about it, she certainly didn’t like it, but she knew it wasn’t your fault it was staffs. That’s why staff got what was coming to her. But since sister was washed, we will all now be washed by you in some way, or have something else befall us, depending on our colleague’s sense of humour. Do you see now?” the younger SEN finished.

“I think you are all mad, but, hey I’m the new guy,” I said.

They all laughed at my comment “That’s the point Frank, you being a guy, it just well makes a stripping and a bath, well a altogether new experience which I found really embarrassing, and next birthday when you see me in all my glory once more I’ll feel just as embarrassed as the first time, but I also know that our friendship will be even stronger, and you’ll respect me even more because I’m not sister but just another person” Sister said.

I still had questions but my head was aching so after a pregnant pause the topic was dropped.

A few weeks went by. I often found myself musing over that conversation. I can’t say I understood it. Heck, even now looking back I can’t understand it any better. I was just grateful; that I’d hit pay dirt I think but a bit of me thought it was wrong, not right. I could see that the women where truly embarrassed but didn’t complain. Often when it was mentioned it would be with a laugh and a joke. I could also see that some took some strange pleasure in it. I was confused, in two minds. One mind found it’s self-wondering what each yet to be revealed staff member would look like, I occasionally imagining sister, or the staff nurses going about their daily duties naked. I found myself trying to find out when the rest of the staffs birthdays where. And remember when exactly sisters and staffs had been. I found myself imagining exactly what would happen, I then let my own imagination visualise all sorts of diabolical things happening to my female colleagues. My other mind heard screams and siren, and cell doors closing. Surely eventually one victim would cry fowl. There was also the little nagging thought that my birthday was just on seven months away. I’d had my 44th birthday the week before I started some five months ago.

I was expecting the older auxiliary’s stripping and bath. We’d collected for her present earlier that week. We where both on the same late shift, the shift preferred for this activity, especially by the victims as I found out sometime later since there was less chance of a visitor, patient, porter, or doctor getting in on the act. It had happen once or twice in the past.

I’d been tidying up the upper day room. It was used for allsorts of activities so by the end of the day the neat and tidy arrangement of tables, chairs, sofas and so on was a jumble. So I was busy re-arranging it into sister’s preferred paten. One of the student nurses came in carrying a blanket and put it down on the table to the right of the clear central area. “Your not leaving that there, are you?” I asked. “Staff said we’re going to need it shortly”, the student replied. I then heard a little squeal, playful one, and then the distinctive sound of a group of people grabbing and lifting another person. I heard that little squeal before and knew that the poor auxiliary had been grabbed.

The older auxiliary was 51; this would be her 52nd birthday. She was a small woman about 5 feet. She had sandy short well-kept hair with the odd grey flick in it. She obviously dyed her hair but in quite a subtle natural way. In her youth she would have been slim and bonny has the Scots would say, she had a slight Scottish accent. That’s not to say she was fat or anything. She was carrying very beautifully those few extra pounds we all put on as we age. She had a good firm, chunky pair of breasts, which until shortly I had only viewed through clothing. Her hips were solid and very noticeable in a very nice reassuring way. They said this woman stood no nonsense. I knew she was a churchgoer, nothing wrong in that. She had two grown up children and a few grand kids. She just didn’t seem the type to let a group of women strip her and bath her, never mind in doing so she would be seen by a man. I’d tried to visualise her naked but just could not.

“Please no, you promised that I’d not have to go naked” I heard her saying. “Please I’ll let him wash me but don’t strip me, I don’t have to be stripped”.

“You said you didn’t mind the washing so that’s what you are going to get” staff said.

“Where? Oh no, not that, that’s meant just to be for punishment!” I heard her saying getting closer by the sounds of it. “Well it will keep your modesty” staff said as they entered the day room on the modesty. The auxiliary’s feet where held by the two student nurses and the SEN had her under the shoulders. They walked into the central clear area. Staff saying, “It’s about time Frank learnt how to do a bed bath”. “Right cover her with the blanket” said staff as she walked to the table to put down a bowl filled with water, and a towel. Once the bowl was down I could tell the bowl also contained a sponge their favourite weapon. The student nurse at the table picked up the blanket and covered the auxiliary nurse.

“No please staff. I’ve changed my mind, I’ll have a bath, but please not with Frank,” the older auxiliary said. “Well how’s he going to wash you without seeing you?” staff nurse said. “Oh fiddle, this is all your fault”, to the SEN.

The student had covered the auxiliary with the blanket. The two students holding her down by the ankles now removed her shoes. The spare student now knelt down beside her and with the SEN still cradling her under her arms, and restraining her wrist, the student put her hand behind the auxiliary’s back, fiddled a bit then pulled the auxiliary’s dress zip down, the sound bouncing off the painted walls. That hypersensitive hearing again as the walls seemed to crowd in. The student now pulled the dress away at the front and the SEN forced the auxiliary down flat and began to push the dress off her arms. The student pulled the blanket up off the axillary’s body creating a shield so that I could not see her bra or anything else. I felt slightly disappointed at this point. But felt genuine relief for this mature woman.

With a bit of a struggle, the auxiliary wasn’t going quietly into that bath. And after staff had told her not to struggle if she didn’t want me seeing everything, the auxiliary stopped struggle so hard and eventually the dress was around her waist. The SEN now had the axillary’s arms above her head pined to the floor with wrist together. The student gathered the blanket at the poor victim’s waist and pulled the dress slowly down. The blanket dislodged for a moment and I could see that she had on a creamy-fawn coloured bra. Staff bent down and pulled the blanket back up and held it whilst the student pulled the dress down to her ankles and then the others taking hold of the legs above the dress to keep them grounded, released the grip on the ankles temporarily to pull the dress fully off. The student doing the undressing now forced her hands in under the auxiliary’s back forcing her up off the floor by say ¼ inch. This was enough to allow the student room to unclip the poor auxiliary’s bra. The SEN now pushed her hand under the blanket from the right side of the axillary’s head.

“Well whip them out for her, we don’t want Frank to get your bra all wet. What would hubby say?” staff said, Hattie made one last plea. “Please staff, please not the blanket bath that’s just not right”. “Tuff Hattie you asked if there was away for Frank to not see you but still wash you? And this is it” staff said. “Please!” Hattie said. “Quiet and stop you’re wining. I was strung up on show perhaps you prefer that?” staff said. “Oh no way, that was awful,” the auxiliary said. “I didn’t see that stopping you” staff said.

Staff nodded and the SEN pulled the bra off Hattie’s breasts and out from under the blanket and up her arms to her wrists that she held secure on the floor. I could see the wobbling through the blanket. She pulled the bra over the wrists and off, by first pulling it a little way up her own arm so she could change hands holding the axillary’s wrists. I could see through the open weave the clear flesh of the auxiliary nurse’s breasts. The brown nipples where causing problems for the loose woollen weave, they where very aroused.

“Okay get her tights and knicks off” staff said. The student nurse now pushed her hands back under the blanket at Hattie’s side at waist height. I heard the sound of nylon being pulled then the sound of elastic being snapped. “No please not together, I’ve changed my mind, let me go, please” I felt Aux was really pleading with the student who was having none of it and I heard the nylons and knickers being pulled down over the hips, then with a side-to-side action and the help of the auxiliary nurse lifting her bottom down past her bum. The blanket had kind of been lifted and gathered to the centre by the movement especially the side-to-side action. I could now see the victim’s bare skin from bottom of ribs to just below the hip, then because the students had pulled her leg in a bit to help with the removal there was a gap just covered with a flap of blanket, then her leg was bear to just above the ankle. I could clearly see the rucked up nylons and creamy-fawn knickers. Staff-nurse saw me looking and straightens the blanket, recovering Hattie’s dignity. The students at the ankles now once again exchanged hands. First the one on the right used her free hand to hold the left ankle as well as the right. This freed the other to hold Hattie’s legs down at the knees while the other then released the ankles and pulled the knickers and nylons first down to the ankles then off. The auxiliary was now naked beneath the blanket.

I’d watched this very carefully noting the poor woman’s suffering. She would occasional catch my eyes and this would cause her to quickly turn her head away. I think it was a case of, she knew I was looking but didn’t want to see me look. She was quiet red faced with the struggle.

“Okay Frank” staff nurse said picking up the towel and placing it over her arm then lifting the bowl off the table and carrying it around the feet of the ‘patient’ placed it down on the floor at her head. “Let’s see how much you’ve learned. Or would you like me to show you first how it’s done”. “NO!” screamed Hattie then, “I’m not have two of these bloody things”. “Fine” said staff, “Spread her legs wide, Franks going to give Auxs tits and pussy a really good wash… (And then after a pause for effect and with a smile on her face and some evil tone in her voice) … then a really good dry”

“Frank please as a friend I’m asking very nicely, please! Or at least be gentle with me” the auxiliary said with puppy dog pleading eyes I could hear the inaudible whimper bounce of the walls of my mind. I smiled, I really genuine felt sorry for her; she’d probably had enough humiliation just being stripped. Staff looked at me with a smile, then a little wink. “Sorry Hat” I said with really pathos in my voice.

I knelt down beside her, she was just staring up at me, looking longingly, and she now started to struggle a little one last attempt to escape. The students pulled her legs apart and she looked down at them, “Please that’s wide enough” she said, staff tilted her head and the students pulled them really wide. “Bitch” Hattie said. “Time for your tits to be washed first, then your pussy, then your arse, Franks an arse man aren’t you Frank” staff said, Hattie turned her head slightly to look at me, I smiled and nodded. She closed her eyes and turned away, “Just do it for pity sake, this waiting worse” Aux said.

I reached for the sponge and ensured it was soaked then wrung it out. “Oh no Frank, it needs to be nice and wet, nothing to harm” staff said. So I put it back in and soaked it. Staff now went to Hattie’s other side and took hold of the blanket and pressed it to the ground around the axillary’s shoulders. “We don’t want it coming off when Frank’s scrubbing you do we. I won’t struggle to much Hat or you’ll find yourself being washed starkers” staff said.

I lifted the side of the blanket gently so as not to reveal anything unnecessarily. I pushed my hand and sopping wet sponge under. A few drips must have hit Hat’s belly because she lightly spasmed and struggled against her restrainers. I put the sponge down on her body just below her left breast farthest away from me. She drew in breath. Staff nodded, I smiled then I drove the sponge into her breast and start to thoroughly wash it. “Bloody hell Frank. Please that’s so embarrassing” Aux said. She’d turn her head central and open her eyes. “Please Frank please” I took no notice it was the only way I could do this. I really felt sorry for her and a shamed of myself putting her through this but I felt more a shamed because I was actually enjoying her clear accepting humiliation. I moved to the next breast and started to soak it to. “Oh you bitches this is awful” Aux said. The others just laughed, well at least your tits aren’t wobbling around on open show”, the SEN said. Hattie blushed bright crimson at that comment, I think not just because she was imagining this procedure being done naked, but also because she looked at the spectacle her breasts where making. Through the open weave of the knitted wool blanket you could she the white flesh flashing as it wobbled, her nipples had now harden and one was poking through the weave. I could sense the feel of her breast through the sponge, they where firm, if a little flabby without the aid of a bra I thought. But occasionally the side of my hand would catch one of her nipples that would have her tighten her body and a ripple could be sensed. Throughout she was moaning with a gentle pant of exertion, “Oh, oH…OH”

I pulled the sponge out and reached for the towel. “One out of three done that wasn’t so bad, was it” SEN said. “See if you think that when it’s your turn”. “Well we’ll have a long wait and I just might move to another ward before then” SEN said. She’d been the lucky one who missed me seeing her birthday bath because of my week back in the real world. I pushed the towel under but because of the bulk it pushed the blanket and Aux screamed. “Oh don’t be silly Hat” staff said as the students pulled the blanket back and held it. I dried the axillary’s tits and she looked on with a grimace, a stern set resigned jaw.

I now turned on my knees to be facing her pubic area. I reached for the sponge again. “Oh no, please staff spare between my legs” Hattie side. “No Hat, poor sister, and I got it between our legs” staff said which was a lie I’d let her off the wash as she was strung up, I now felt very cheated. I lifted the blanket carefully not to alarm Aux. before I even put the sponge in Aux was “Oh no-ing it” I landed the sponge on her pubic hair which seemed moderately thick through the sponge and the occasional brushed contact by my hand revealed it to be thick and wiry but thinned with age. I rubbed around her bush then staff said, “Between her legs as well Frank, get her little pussy nice and wet, (then with that smile and evil tone) … if its not already wet” staff said. “Oh God no, …please Frank”. The little unintended pause because I’d just moved the sponge over what would be her clitoris turned a plea into a prayer. I now moved the sponge fully between her legs and could feel the heat. “Oh Jesus, sweet lord, save me” Hattie exclaimed to the chuckles of the rest of the room. “Perhaps you’d prefer him to bath you” staff said causing more laughter. “Don’t take is name in vain” Hat said. I was just getting on with the bath I’d washed Hattie’s must private part with gentle up and down motions. She was twisting against my intrusion as best she could. “Please Frank stop or they’ll be and accident” Aux said in quite a still and calm voice which told be that this was a genuine plea for relief, I granted her wish and stopped the sponging and reached for the towel. “Truly Frank, gentle, please,” she said looking at me with longing in her eyes. I gently pushed the towel under the blanket the spare student ensuring that the blanket remain over Hattie. I dried her gently and Hat asked me to get the lower part of her inner tight, which had been splashed, she said thank you with genuineness.

“I thinks she’s beginning to like this” SEN said. “No, just getting use to it” the auxiliary replied.

“Okay, turn her over. Frank’s left the best bit until last” staff said. The SEN and the students turned the auxiliary face down slowly ensuring that the blanket remain in place. Then without any warned staff just whipped off the blanket. “NOOoooooo!” Aux cried with a withering tone and volume. Then “Oh, oh” as she tried to arch her body. “You sodden bitch, you promised” she exclaimed. “Sorry honey, Frank’s a bum man couldn’t disappoint, besides you knew full well we’d all agreed that if one was seen all would be”. Aux now looked back over her shoulders to see if I was looking, I had been since the unveiling. “Dam you Frank Whitaker” was all she said.

Her bottom was very surprising as was the rest of her naked body. It was lightly tanned except for the white bits. I later found out she had a sun bed at home. In the early 80’s these were very new fangled and it was a surprise that a 52 year old as she lay there had one. Her bottom was soft and cushion like, not a once of fat over than what was needed to make such a delightful sight. Her back tanned and legs tanned made it truly moon-like in its mooning. It was a peach but then it would have to be a pretty horrible butt not to have me salivating I’m afraid and ashamed to say.

I took up the sponge re-dipping it in the water. Aux looked back over her shoulder again. “Spread her legs girls” staff said to the students. “God no staff please no, oh Christ” as her legs where parted. “I’m sure Hattie that Frank can confirm that you’ve a nice pussy, can’t you Frank” the request put me into automatic and I lean and tilted my head so I could see her pussy. “Oh yes very nice” I said. “You bitch. You promised” Aux said. Staff nodded and I splattered the sponge onto Aux’s bum. “Oh, oh” was all she had left and lay there while I took a little longer then necessary. “Now between the legs Frank” staff said. “OH God no staff, please its been done once” Hat complained but it was too late I’d already pushed the sponge between her legs once more. “Your awful too Frank Whitaker” the auxiliary said plaintively.

I now took up the towel again and dried off Aux’s bottom. Feeling the mounting disappointment at nearly coming to the end. I gently moved the towel down between Hat’s legs and she moaned and rose up. I knew full well what that meant. Staff looked at me with a that’s enough, that would be to much look, and the spare student took over, “Its me now Hat” she said. The bath was complete. “Can I got dressed now?” the auxiliary asked. “Not quite yet” staff said. Then, “Sorry Hat, orders is orders”. Hat began to turn her head over her shoulders to ask what staff meant I’m sure but before she could she got the answer. ‘Turn her over” staff said.

“No, no way. Staff no!” Aux said finding her fight again. The SEN at her head and the two student nurses at her feet where trying to turn her and the auxiliary by tightening her muscles and pushing herself against the torque of the others was trying to avoid the turn. It was a futile act that only rewarded me further. As Hat was being turned over her breasts wobbled wildly adding to my excitement. “Spread her wide girls, she needs a Frankie” A Frankie was the term the girls had coined for being hoisted off the floor naked legs spread so that I could see your charms. Later they were to coining the half Frankie and the laundry Frankie I’ll let you work them out for now. Hattie was lifted off the floor and I moved to her feet and looked up at her. This was an automatic reaction it was only later at home that I’d realised what I’d done.

Poor, poor Aux. She was clearly distressed by this set of events. She was squeezing her eyes closed tight. Trying to make it go away. She opened them to see me stood their just looking straight up her naked body her legs spread very wide, much wider than sisters. She had a sandy patch with much more grey in than her hair. It was woolly, thick but thinned out with hair loss of age. Her patch was surround with a white demarcation line. She obviously tanned in a bikini since her breasts where clearly white against the brown tanned body. Her huge brown nipples where rock solid hard and way disproportionate to her breast size. Her breasts I had imagined when washing them where solid with just a little flabbiness of age, but very good. To be very truthful with you all they where very, very impressive, and on reflection I’d give Aux’s body second place out of all the bodies I’d seen and would see in my time at the hospital.

Aux was blushing and shaking her head and trying her best to pull her legs closed. “Okay” staff said after about 30 seconds of the terrible Frankie as they all came to describe it. The others put Aux down and released her. She quickly pulled herself up into a sitting position. Pulled up her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them hiding away all her charms. The spare student had moved off to the little off duty room, and I wondered why? “Can I get dressed in peace now”. “Not yet” then we all broke into choruses of “Happy Birthday to You” as the student came out of the off duty room with a birthday cake and a candle. Hattie looked over her head. “I’m not eating a piece in the nuddy here” she said staff just nodded. The student bent at the waist to bring the candle in blowing out distance. “Make a wish,” the student nurse said. Hat blow out the candle, “I wish to get dressed” she said and we all laughed. “Oh dear, you know if you say the wish doesn’t come true” staff said and that made even Hattie laugh at the quick whit. “Am I going to have to eat a piece like this?” she said again. Staff nodded. “Can I at least have the blanket” Aux said pleadingly. “Tell you what. If you put your hands on your head and spread your legs willingly for Frank here I’ll spare some of your blushes whilst you eat your cake.” Staff said. “Promise truly promise” Hattie said. “Cross my heart and hope to be stripped and bathed” staff said causing everyone to chuckled again. “Now that’s a serious promise?” I said.

The auxiliary nurse looked at me. She smiled questioningly trying to decide if she was going to do it, and then looked at staff to see if she could confirm her true intent. Then quickly before she changed her decision she moved her arms from around her knees and placed them on her head as she lowered her legs out straight. Just sitting like that she was an exquisite picture. That position became one of my favourites especially with what would happen next. “Spread your legs apart” staff said. Aux looked up at me, and fixed me in a stare, then blushing bright red slowly parted her legs until I lowered my head to look. She was a Devine picture. This position made her body taught and made those few extra pounds disappear. Except for the grey you’d think she was in her early forties rather than fifties. “Well” Aux said, “Can I have the blanket now” “NO!” said staff. Aux dropped and covered herself as before, “You promised,” she said. “No. I said I’d spare some of your blushes not give you the blanket. You can turn over onto your front” staff said. “Oh, that’s suppose to spare my blushes with him salivating over me” Aux said. Everyone laughed again. “Well Frank’s going to have a hard time too, Hattie, its chocolate cake his favourite” staff said as the student finished off handing out the cake by offering a piece to the auxiliary. She unfurled her body took the cake and turned over so once more I could see her bottom. She rested on her left elbow as she used her right hand to eat. She just lay there naked as we all ate; she’d naturally parted her legs, which give a half view of her pussy, which was just very tantalising and sexy.

Once we’d all finished and had wished her happy birthday and she’d told us of her gifts and plans for celebrating at the weekend. Staff said that she could now dress. Hattie came up on to her knees and covered her breasts and pubes in classic ENF style. The younger student nurse was instructed to collect up Hattie’s clothing. She looked with a little alarm at staff at this point. But staff smiled reassuringly. “In the duty room, unless you want Frank to get another eyeful. Hattie shook her head and walked off to the duty room and I watched her lovely delightful bottom waddled across the room. At the door to the duty room she had to drop her arm across her breast to open the door. This afforded me one last look at her delightful breasts; she also quite naturally moved the hand from over her pubes. Pushing the door open she turned slightly as you do. The angle was enough to get another full frontal, her lovely sandy grey pubes still showed the puffiness of her pussy. She looked over as she stepped through the door and saw that my eyes where on her, she glanced down fleetingly, realised she was on show once more blushed even deeper beetroot red than when she was being Frankied and dashed in side. She re-appeared fully dress about 10 minutes later. Night staff arrived and we all went our separate ways home.