Chapter 5

I was sitting at my desk reading a book when I became aware of someone standing in the door way. A shiver ran down my spine because only I should be on the unit my two colleagues had gone off on their break. I looked up and saw the young care assistant standing clutching a fluffy white large bath towel. I was a bit puzzled she looked like she'd bathed before leaving home. I was soon brought up to speed by her when she said.

"Please strip off Sandy!"

I was a bit gob smacked at her brazenness.

"I can't Liz is on her break. And I thought you where too" I said.

"Please strip off Sandy!" she said.

"I can't" I said smiling, "I can't"

"Please strip off Sandy!" she said again like a robot.

"Look I can't. I'll do it later" I said.

"Please strip off Sandy. Maggie just wants to see what your wearing it wouldn't take long and Mr Frost isn't going to need anything or be in any danger"  She said.

I sat looking at her. Silence. Time passes.

"Please strip off Sandy or I will have to strip you" she said.

Well although she was young and fit I doubted that she had the strength to over power me.

Okay but I can't stand around naked or run around naked for too long Liz will be back" I said.

"Oh Liz is being occupied by Maria" she said.

I was excited by the idea of stripping off at the command of this girl half my age. I slipped out of my shoes and then began on the clip of my slacks then undid the zip. I pushed them off over my hips and down my nylon glad legs. She came further into the office and lent against the filing cabinets. I pulled the top off over my head and she smiled appreciatively. Next was my tights rolling them down over my panties making sure I did not dislodge them. I sat down on my chair to push them down past my knees and over my ankles and off my feet. Now just in underwear I had very little choice left. I removed the bra revealing my breasts to the young girl. I then put my thumbs in my waistband and pushed my knickers down and off.

Now naked I worried about what this young girl might think of me. She just seemed to be content to absorb all of me. I was now fidgeting with my body not sure if I should cover or just be brazen.

The care assistant smiled and held out the towel for me. I took it and began to wrap it around my body. The young girl picked up my discarded clothes and turned away which had my heart pounding.

"You can't take them away. What if I need to see to Mr Frost." I said.

"No issue I will only be a minute" she said and turned fully and left.

I sat there in my office chair just wrapped in a towel waiting. She returned after about nearly three minutes and said putting my clothes down on the floor besides me. "You can dress now".

This meant me giving her a new show as she held out her hand in offer to take the towel. I dressed as quick as I could and that seemed that. She went back off to have the remainder of her break.

After both staff returned from their breaks it was my turn to go off for mine before they where able to settle down for a sleeping watch. The qualified nurse entered my office first. This time she was carrying a fluffy white towel. "Not you too" I said.

She smiled and nodded. She moved closer to the wall near the door and leaned against it smiling. Basically she was taking position to watch me undress. I sat back in my chair and smiled and raised my eyebrows.

"Its your choice you can either strip or I can get someone to help you" she said.

I pondered her comment I like a good stripping. I feared however that these simple requests where just a warm up for whatever was coming my way.

I stood up "Tops off first then bottoms" she said.

I pulled up my tunic over my head to reveal my plain black bra. I placed it folded on my desk. I had done the same act last night as a forfeit for wearing tights. I reached behind my back and unfastened the clasp and then lifted the bra off my shoulders and breasts. She looked intently at me. I placed it on top of my tunic. I now slipped off my shoes and at the same time undid my slacks button and zip. I now pushed them over my hips and let them drop through gravity to my ankles. My colleague eyes not leaving my breasts for one second. I now shook the slacks off my feet and stood behind them. The shaking action having a similar effect on my breasts which made my watcher smile. I bent over and picked up my slacks and folded them on top of my tunic. Next was my tights. I rolled them down until their waistband was at my knickers waistband and then I pulled them out and slipped them over the panties making sure the panties where not dislodged. I continued to roll them down my legs until they where at my ankles. I then backed up to my seat and sat down to pull them off my feet. I put them into my left shoe and then placed my shoes at the side of my desk. I now stood again and my colleagues looked me up and down. I slipped my thumbs into my waistband of my knickers and pushed them with a jolt over my bum cheeks and hips. My black bush neatly trimmed to Matron's specification was now revealed. My colleague looked and nodded and smiled. It said she knew I was a chosen one not just a member of staff who likes a bit of stress relief every now and then. I continued to push the panties down by slowly and sensually bending over as they lowered down my legs. I kept eye contact all the time with my interrogator. She darted between my naked pussy and breasts. Once the knickers where at my ankles I stood up straight and kicked them off. I then bent over and reached forward and picked them up and folded them on top of the slacks with the bra. I had left my underwear like this last night when I went streaking.

She surveyed me for a short while and then said, "Turn around show me it all".

I slowly turned around and revealed my naked bum. I continued so that I was facing her again.

She passed me the towel by throwing it at me. I caught it opened it and wrapped myself in it.

She smiled and stood up straight off the wall. "Off you go for your break" she said.

I nearly died. "I can't like this" I said.

"Yes you are that's how Maggie wants you she's waiting for you at the top of the stairs" she said.

I knew I had very little choice about this. I started my long walk to the canteen then thought perhaps Maggie had other ideas. As I joined the corridor outside my office door I could see the care assistant hiding in the shadows she smiled and watched me walk to the end of the unit. The qualified nurse had rolled around the door casement to be looking at my rear end waddle the 100 foot to the unit doors. I was conscious of the towel which barely just covered all my essentials. About three quarters of the way to the door its tuck slipped and I nearly was streaking.

As I reached the doors I could see through them Maggie waiting at the top of the stairs. I pulled on the door handle but it was locked. Of course it was. Automatic night security. I turned to call down the ward for my swipe card or one of them to come up with theirs when I noticed Maggie reaching for hers and beginning to walk over to the doors.

She swiped the slot and the doors clicked open. Now being on the unit in just a towel was nervous enough especially as it was apt to fall apart requiring immediate action to prevent revelation. I stepped through and Maggie said. "Have you brought your own bate".

"Oh my purse" I said and turned back to call down to one of my two observers and ask them to bring my purse up but the door had already automatically secured again. "It's okay I'll stand you a sandwich" Maggie said.

She was already at the top of the stairs starting to descended. I thought that normally we would have used the lift. Maggie was obviously wanting to make my journey to the canteen for I was sure now that was where we where going a little more longer and risky. The lift came out behind the inner secure doors the stairs came out into reception and you had to turn back around and across the visitors seating area to enter the securer doors. These doors where only closed during night shifts.

We started down the stairs me being conscious of the towel and every movement I made in it. At about the point where we where to turn to face the three sets of double glass front doors the towel began to slip. The only way to deal with it was to undo it and redo it. The glass doors where inky black with the nights sky. The little parking bay for ambulances and patients families to collect their loved ones was thankfully at this time of night empty. The only possibility of being seen was by the security company patrol which came by hourly but at different times within the hour. The occasional drunk, and teenage who should be home in bed might come and leer through the glass. Also sometimes people thinking we where part of the main NHS hospital next to us might mistake us for casualty. So walking down this flight and then across the waiting area and standing to wait for Maggie to swipe us through the doors was nerve racking. The lights in this area where set to always be fully on. The reception desk stood ominous. I kept expecting a receptionist to pop up as they often did.

The long corridor down to the canteen was in total darkness accept for the dim glow near the double fire doors right at the end. As Maggie allowed me to step through in front of her the automatic lights clicked on in the first section of corridor. After dark as parts of the centre cleared of staff the lights where set to night mode. This meant that fire evacuation routes for night staff where covered by dim lights. Routes to the canteen and changing rooms where covered by automatic sensor lights. Residents rooms where switched off accept their side lights and the over head light above the bed. All to save money.

As I proceeded down the corridor more of the lights want on and revealed me to whoever might be looking. The wall to my left was filled with windows (over looking the staff car park and builders yard) down to the midway fire door which had now been changed into the little plywood passage to Matron's office porta cabin. The towel needing some adjustment as I reached this point. Her actual office on the opposite side of the corridor  had a big hole in the wall where the new day unit was being built and joined to the centre. Her office would become the corridor between. Her new office would be in the new admin floor built above the day unit which would have access to the stair well head where my journey started.

I carried on down the corridor towards the canteen to the right and changing rooms to the left. The remaining lights clicked on automatically, thankfully no windows in this section. From the doors to the changing rooms and canteens to the double fire doors was dimly lit for emergency evacuation if you where in the canteen or changing rooms when a fire started.

I waited for Maggie to come and swipe the slot to let us in the canteen. She sent me in first. The automatic lights clicked on in the front portion of the canteen. This area was now very bright and the remainder of the canteen dimmed the further it went back to its back wall. The back wall was dimly visible. I did think that you'd still be able to tell if a woman was naked or not. Maggie spoke.

"What sandwich do you want" "Oh, chicken and bacon please" I said.

"Okay get me a coffee straight one nothing fancy".

When you entered the canteen immediately to your left was a alcove. From the door going around the walls was first four vending machines. Sandwiches, then chocolate and crisps, then cold fizzy and soft drinks, then hot drinks and soaps. Then along the short wall was a sink and rubbish bin and cupboards for plates and draws for cutlery. The other long wall had a fridge with three microwaves.

After the alcove was the closed serving hatch of the main kitchen. The wall immediately opposite the door and running off to the right to the short wall opposite the alcove and serving hatch was full of windows. These had a long grass lawn in front of them. Well normally they did but at the moment it was snow and mud from the building of the new day unit. There was then a privet and then a wrought iron fence then a path then a road then a set of houses. In the dark with the lights on in the canteen I was fairly certain if anyone was looking they'd see me in the towel.

I got the coffee and my tea. Maggie said to go and sit on the first table at the first window. The one with a big spot light over it. I was walking to it when suddenly not of its own accorded the towel disappeared from around my body. Carrying two hot drinks I could do nothing about it. I stood still for the briefest of moments in shock collected my thoughts then smartly walked over to the table and put the drinks down. I could now cover best I could and turned back to see Maggie just stood where my towel was all beams. She shrugged her eye brows then her shoulders. I walked back and picked up the towel, revealing my fronts to Maggie,  and wrapped myself in it then turned and walked back to the table and sat down.

We ate our sandwiches and drank our drinks. With a mouthful of sandwich left Maggie said. "Stand and strip" I was a bit taken aback. I looked over my shoulder at the windows to try and see beyond the inky black sky. Maggie saw my look. "Oh I'm sure if anyone is looking at this time of night they are going to see you". I swallowed. "We can't be seen it will cause a issue". I said. "I don't really care but you might like to know that its either streaks here or I could do something that I know you won't like". I took this to mean spanking.

I stood up and pulled the towels tucked ends and looked around once more. I took the towel off and put it over the chair back. "Okay where?" I said.

"The far corner" Maggie said. The far corner was the one diagonally opposite mine. I started towards the corner weaving in and out of the tables. The middle row of lights now clicked on automatically. Then the far row clicked on as I needed the corner. This walk meant that if some one looked in they would see all of me nude. The closer to windows only my breasts would be seen. I turned back and walked back. I wrapped the towel around me and sat down and finished my sandwich and tea.

"Are you a dyke" Maggie suddenly said. I nearly spluttered the last of my tea out of my mouth.

"No!" I said.

"I think you are?" Maggie said.

After a silence.

"I think Matron definitely does?" she said.

"I hate dykes Sandy. Do you know why?" Maggie said.

"No?" I aid.

"I think you are a dyke. I saw the way you looked at my nakedness and I didn't like it. It was a dykes look" Maggie said.

"I'm not a dyke but I admit I do like to .... Eh..." I couldn't quite find the word and Maggie interrupted me.

"Look at naked woman. And your not a dyke?" She said.

I blushed a bit.

"Get me a coffee" she said.

I stood and picked up her cup and mine to refill them.

I began to walk to the machine when the towel was pulled from me. "You won't be needing this". Maggie said.

I turned square and walked over to the alcove and refilled our cups and turned back. Now I could see my naked body reflected in the ink black window. Maggie sat with her arm over the back of her chair turned sideways on it to view my walk back. She'd watch my bear bottom walk over she now watched my bare breasts and bush walk back as did I.

I redressed in the towel and sat. We began to sip our drinks.

So do you know why I hate dykes like you?" Maggie said.

"I'm not and no I don't?" I said.

"Well when I was a student a group of dykes stripped me and shaved me then left me to fend for myself. I was seen by half the hospital. A good catholic convent girl" I'd kept myself away from the boarders who liked other girls. I think these dykes thought we all where dykes. What I hated more. Since then I love to get my own back. I can't on them but any other dyke who takes advantage of me gets it. I saw you that first time in the changing rooms".

It was true I had checked her out when she'd had a shower.

"Now strip and walk to the corner there." Maggie said.

There was the corner at the other end of the windows wall. The lights had clicked out in the other areas so just the front lights where on. I stood and took off the towel and walked along the windows to the corner. I turned and walked back. I redressed and sat down.

I sat down and continued to drink my tea.

"Do you still deny you are a dyke" Maggie asked.

"Yes" I said.

"Well I think you are and I'm going to punish you as a dyke" Maggie said.

"Do you know what I do to dykes?" she said.

"I don't and please I'm not. I'll streak for you if that is what you want. I'll let you see all of me in ...." I couldn't think of the word I was trying to think of.

"You are a dyke you now want me to ogle you like a man. Your sick" Maggie said. I now felt very uncomfortable.

"Strip and streak to the far corner" Maggie said.

I stood and dropped the towel to the floor. I turned to walk the long distance to the far diagonal corner. "Hands on head" Maggie said.

I put my hands on my head. This time people would see all of me if they where looking. I walked and the lights clicked on. I returned and dressed and we walked back to the unit.
I was allowed to dress with the care assistant and staff watching. They want off to bed.


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I thought I'd gotten away with it. I took Sophie's stories of just how cruel Maggie could be as psychological warfare especially given Maggie's interrogation. The unit was ghostly quiet as we call it. You here all sorts of sounds on a lone night shift. In the NHS you'd always be with company but that wasn't always a good thing since the paranoia of the others could feed your own. Especially after you'd had a night of scaring each other to death with ghost stories. It didn't help that my favourite genre of novels was the Stephen King and Ian Banks type. I was busy reading a second rate novel about a group of women trapped in a theme park by a madman.

I didn't here the group. Well that was the point really that I didn't hear them. The first I knew of them was the tight knot in my stomach as I scared myself half to death thinking it was the madman come to get me. The three care assistants where on top of me before I could think of defense. Two had each grabbed my arms and where pulling me and my chair out from the desk. The third now grabbed the chair to stop it moving. This allowed the other two to now pull me out of the chair and towards the door. I now found my resistance and started to pull back but this was what they where waiting for. The third one had pushed the chair under the desk and came up behind me and blocked my lower legs. The two pullers let go and I stumbled over the legs of the third. She was ready to catch me and guide my falling body to the ground. She quickly pinned my arms to the floor and soon one of the others came to support her.

I was screaming in whispers not wanting to alert the resident remaining on the unit. The two trained nurses now entered the room. They closed the office door and the trained nurse off the other unit set about my slacks. Liz the trained nurse off my unit set about my tunic. I knew I was in for a stripping. I tried to kick out but the third care assistant had secured my legs by laying across my ankles. My tunic was gathered up to my breasts and without any attempt to unclip my bra it was gathered with the tunic and just pushed up over my breasts. My breasts bounced into sight but I had no time to think about this revelation since the other trained nurse had undone my clip and zip of my slacks and although I was trying with all my might to push my bum into the floor to prevent them being pulled down she had grabbed my tights and panties and already my trimmed bush edge was in view. The tunic was now up over my head and then the lower extremities where uncovered completely and the slacks, tights, and panties where soon at my knees. The trained nurse turned around and pushed them to my ankles. At the same time my tunic and bra was at my wrists. This wasn't a stripping as an event this was stripping for purpose. Liz now pinned my arms below the tunic and bra which allowed the other two care assistants to release me and remove the tunic and bra fully from my body. The other trained nurse was now laying across my knees which allowed the other care assistant to get off my ankles. It took her a little longer to remove my slacks, tights (the hardest) and panties (the easiest).

When I say this was a stripping for purpose as opposed to an event what I mean is this. If it was the stripping that was going to be what they where doing to me it would have been one piece at a time. They would have made it last. They would now have me pinned out with everything on show. They'd be commenting as they stripped me for psychological torture. This was not that type of stripping. This was a stripping for purpose. They wanted me naked PDQ so they could do something to me. I was pleading in whispers. Please girls no! Whatever it is? No! Please!" I was saying over and over again in various combination. My pleas fell on deaf ears.

"Turn her over" Liz said.

With out any effort on there part even though I was now freer to struggle more they had me turned over. I now panicked I knew what they where about to do to me. The two care assistants who had secured my arms for turning where now pushing and bending them behind my back. Nurses are trained how to do this without injuring the patient. So evening knowing what they where going to do doesn't prevent it from happening. "Tie her wrists" Liz said and the other trained nurse came forward and tie wrapped my wrists together. The other care assistant had once more subdued my frantic kicking and now the trained nurse off the other unit secured my ankles with a tie wrap. This was the purpose well immediate purpose.

They all a little out of breath now stood over my naked body and panted as they laughed and high fived each other. "Get the chair" Liz said. I was writhing on the floor trying to turn over to see what they where up to. The care assistant off my unit then said. "Do you want to see her nice trimmed bush for Matron".

"Oh yes, lets turn her" one of the others said. "I think she has gorgeous tits I've wanted to get a good look at them for ages" the other said. This alarmed me as to what was coming next. They began to turn me still talking about be whilst I was still pleading. "Yes she as a nice rack and a cute bum. I've had a good look earlier." I was now aware that the office door was open and could feel the cool air drift up my naked body. I was now pushed over uncomfortably on my back. "Wow their great" "Can I play with them staff" the care assistant from the other ward said. She would be about mid twenties half my age. "You can have your fun later" the other trained nurse said from the doorway pushing a wheel chair into the room. The chair could only mean one thing I was going for a ride naked.

They now picked me up and turned me around. I was truly now trying to get away. I didn't fancy finding myself doing a tour of the grounds like this it was freezing cold never mind scary and humiliating. Even with renewed resistance I was not a match for five. Once in the chair the placed a securing strap around my waist very tightly. There was no way I was going anywhere other than where they where taking me. "Okay off you go" Liz said.

The care assistant off my ward Stacy now took the chair handles and pulled me out of the office and turned me towards the unit door. My breasts where highly mobile which added to my embarrassment. The mobility was due to the transit of the chair with my attempts to get away. Having hands tied behind my back and ankles together made my efforts stupid as well as ineffectual. I looked down and could clear see my trimmed bush. At the secure door the other trained nurse went back to her unit. We waited on the landing the care assistants now indulging in psychological warfare and torture.

"Did you set everything up for staffs early Christmas present" Stacy asked. The younger dark hair assistant replied "Yes. Sister wanted me to set for everything she still can't make up her mind what she is going to do to her." "I hope its a nice pubic shave" the other care assistant said.

"Please girls let me go now and I won't say or do anything to you. I don't mine the occasional stripping for fun but this is not nice" I said.

"Not nice" the older one said then really made me freak by pretending to go for my breasts. The other laughed at my squeal. "Oh don't worry about screaming where we are taking you they'll never hear the sounds of your fear" Stacy said.

"I thought we'd been told by Matron that we couldn't shave her" The younger care assistant said. "Maggie says that was what she was told not to do but not that (putting her head in my face and shaking it) somebody else couldn't". The older care assistant said.

"Well I'm guessing that Maggie is just going to spank her" Stacy said. Before I could say something in reply but I don't know what; the younger care assistant said, "Well why would Maggie make sure that I set for an enema if she wasn't to get one". I now really tried to get out of the chair. I have had a few for medical reasons. Didn't like them and most recently when on holiday with Robin had one for punishment fun. I really didn't like them.

Before they could torture me some more Maggie appeared. "Right lets go" she said and pushed the call button of the lift. The lift being set automatically to go to the first floor at night shot open and its bright light cast further illumination over my naked body. Stacy pushed be in and the others moved in around me. The lift is big enough to put a bed with ventilator in so there was plenty of room for them to stand back as they did and look at my naked body struggling.

At the ground floor the doors opened and the dim lights of the corridor looked eerie. They turned me out of the lift and headed away from this fire door recess for the main long corridor which ran underneath Maggie's unit. I suspected that we where heading for one of the treatment rooms used for therapy. The lights did not come on since this side of the building was meant to be in darkness. Maggie had to search for the swipe point and activate the dimmed emergency lighting which now flood the corridor with its ghostly light. Stacy continued to push me down the corridor until we got to the plaster room. They now turned in here pushing the doors open with my chair. The lights where off so once more Maggie had to use her swipe to put them back on. The bright light dazzled me and further disarmed me for a moment. That was all that was needed to unclip the belt securing my waist and the girls to get a good hold of me. I was lifted high out of the chair. Opening my eyes to scream the bright lights now much closure and directly pointing to my eyes blinded me again.

The cold of the treatment bench shocked me. Even with my hands in the way tie wrapped behind my back the cold table bit into my bare bum and shoulders. I sucked in air and made a silly sound which even had Maggie all smiles and giggles.

"Right Sandy you can scream all you want my little dyke. This is still not your punishment for having the nerve to look at my naked body without permission and declaring your a dyke". "I'm not a dyke" I said. "Well this dyke here certainly thinks you are (indicating the older care assistant licking her lips). And it does take one to know one" They all laughed. Even I had to restrain a chuckle at that one.

"Okay enough of this. Stacy you will have the honour of removing this dykes bush" Maggie said to my renewed resistance. Two care assistants held my shoulders down and Stacy had been holding my feet to that time. "Where's the equipment?" Stacy asked. "Up by the lift on the bottom self" the young care assistant said. Stacy walked off back up the corridor to get the tray of revenge.

"Right I'll take hold of her shoulders you two get her bowed" Maggie said.

Maggie was very strong much stronger than the other two put together. She pressed my shoulders right down into the table. The two care assistants now proceeded to bow me. This involves pushing my feet up towards my body. Tied wrapped as I was this inevitably meant that my knees opened and provided them all with a clear view of something I wished to remain concealed. "No! Please no! Not that' Its to ... Its to ....." I said to be interrupted by Maggie "Proof of your further dykiness" "God she loves this?" the young care assistant said. Seeing that I was too much puffed for my own comfort at this point.

Stacy returned with the tray and the first thing she saw entering the door was my bush covered vagina pointing right at her. She put it down on the table beside me and took the cover off. I was raising my head to see what she was doing wanting and not wanting to know when exactly my fate would be sealed. She took the jug and looked around for water and spied the tap. "No go to the canteen and get some nice hot water from the boiler" Maggie said.

"No please" I said. "Oh you'd prefer freezing water?" Maggie said. "No. Its cruel" I said.

The cruel I was referring to was having to wait more like this whilst boiling water was fetched. But Maggie sent Stacy off to the canteen. This would be all the way back to the lift area then all the way down the long support services corridor. It would take minutes at least five. My arms and legs where already starting to ache and numb being bond as I was.

"Sister. Is this how you where done" the young care assistant asked. "Do you want to replace her with your stupid questions" Maggie said. The lesbian care assistant shock her head at the young one meaning don't pursue that line of questions. So the young girl turned to the older care assistant. "Is that how sister did you went she found out" The other care assistant said. "Yes". That seemed to answer a lot of unasked questions.

"Would you have liked to shave her instead of Stacy" the young care assistant asked.

"Unlike Stacy I think the probation against shaving her covers us all. I don't want to get on matron's bad side after last month" the lesbian said. I wish I was in a position to find out what happened last month.

The two care assistants had a knee each puling them down so I was wide open. The young one was a mixture of embarrassed and inquisitive. The lesbian made no pretence of her looking at all of me. Maggie noticed and said. "You'd like to play with it". "No them?" she replied. "If your good I may let you when I'm done" Maggie said which chilled me. Just then Stacy returned.

"Right we've wasted enough time get her shorn" Maggie said and I once more tried to fight. "Pointless staff. I'm going to make you nice and smooth like a babies bum for all the nice Lessies to see". Stacy said which just made me freak. What Lessies when?

Stacy prepared the tray and I watched best I could trying to raise my head. She poured the boiling water into the bowl then put the brush and razor in after putting a blade in it. The steam rose into the room I could feel the heat on my right hip. She opened the pot of cream and smiled down at me. "Do you want to say good bye" they all laughed.

Stacy applied the brush of boiling water which was flicked of excess first. This meant that the brush was really hot but not to burn. There are various way of shaving to cause humiliation and terror this seemed to be a straight forward standard medical shave. The brush want into the cream and then into my bush. The brush tickled and Stacy deliberately touched certain parts and I had to stifle a moan or Maggie would jump to conclusions. Stacy then picked up and showed me the razor. Maggie spoke, "Tell the truth and confess to being a dyke and I'll save your fur".

"I'm not a dyke" I said very loudly. "Have it your way. Off with her fur" Maggie said.

Stacy was an experienced care assistant. Although I suspected that she got more practice on men's cheeks than woman pons she soon had me clean shaved. "Don't bother to clean her she can do that herself later" Maggie said. Then after a pause and having released my shoulders and coming around to look at the handy work, "Make sure you clean up here before taking her back like that in the chair".

It took a while for the girls to clean up. They just left me lying on the table. They didn't seem bothered about the fact either. Once they where done they gathered around me for another good look then the lesbian one spoke. "Are we going to have to strap you in or will you come quietly now".

"Do what you like I'm going to do this to every last one of you" I said. Bad mistake. "Well in that case..." They picked me up and put me into the chair and strapped me super tightly into it. I was writhing again making my breasts bounce all over to the lesbian's delight. "Oh that's a great show" she said.

They wheeled me back through the hospital to the lift setting the lights to night mode. Up in the lift then back to my office. Liz was waiting and had the full effect as I was turned into the room. "Wow. Nice shaven haven"she said blushing as red as me. They undid the straps then my ankles and finally my wrists. It took a bit to get the circulation back but that didn't stop me trying to slap each one of them. Which meant ending up nude in the corridor again.

"You better get dressed I want to get to bed" Liz said. I took my pile of clothes and said. "I need to go and clean up a bit won't be a minute". I walked off still quiet naked to the staff toilet to clean up. I put my clothes down on the seat and turned and looked in the long mirror. Gosh I was completely naked. As Walker a friend puts it. I ran some water in the sink and used paper tissues to clean up and dry. I couldn't help but feel. Yep, smooth as a babies bum well actually smoother. I dressed and went back to relieve Liz who want off to sleep. I was pleased that my ordeal and punishment was over. Especially as I hadn't been spanked and other threats proved just to be a tease.

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It was about three in the morning. I had managed to get my head back into work. I heard a click. It was the off duty room door. One of the girls must be having trouble to sleep after the fun of earlier. This time I was ready for them as they rushed in. The click had alerted me so I was looking at the door. Even so they moved very fast and all I had time to do was tightly grip my chair arms. This prevented them dragging me from it but still one committed victim no matter how strong and resourceful is no match for five very experienced nurses.

I thought that the trained nurse for the other unit was trying to undo my slacks so I forced my bum further into the seat. No she was far more resourceful and diabolical. She went for my ticklish spots. It was just enough of a tickle for me to flinch and curl my body. Although I realised my mistake in responding and tried to correct it it was to late. My grip had loosened and they pulled me up from the chair. The trained nurse in front of me acted as a block and I nearly fell over her. She scrambled out of the way and the two care assistants holding my arms now took advantage of my lack of balance and with a knee to the back of my knee took me to the floor.

They set about me like last time. Again this was a stripping for purpose rather than an event. Liz pulled my tunic up my back and grabbed my bra strap as she did. They where both coming off together again. The other trained nurse had rolled over on the floor and shoved her hands forcefully under my body and was dealing with my slacks clip and zip. The tunic and bra was now at my wrists bare back on view. At least this time I was face down.

The slacks where suddenly grabbed by the waist along with my tights. The person doing the grabbing collected them together and pulled them down until they had my panties. Then they and the trained nurse pulled and pushed my clothes down my body. The care Assistants and Liz had now removed my tunic and bra and where turning my arms behind my back. I was fighting since I did not want to be tied up again because whatever they where going to do this time I knew I would not like. Since I had been streaked and shaved already.

I was soon naked and bond as before. "You bitches. This is not on you've had plenty of fun with me tonight" I said.

"Sandy. Sophie as told us that your really kinky and love the OTT stuff. So Maggie wants to find out at what point you really scream and plead". The lesbian care assistant said.

The trained nurse from the other ward brought in the chair and once more I was lifted struggling into it. It took them a little while to secure the belt tight enough that I was strapped into the chair. Once more out of the office and along the corridor to the secure door. Then through and out onto the top of the stair well and lift area. The trained nurse went off back through the opposite secure door to her unit. The care assistants called a lift and we waited only a moment for the lift to register our request and open the doors. They wheeled me in and we set off.

We went along the corridor towards the changing rooms and canteen I thought of them leaving me there like that until kitchen staff came on to start breakfast. But thankfully on that score they turned into the changing room. They wheeled me through the changing rooms and into the shower area. I dislike being near water with nurse on a mission. Thank fully this centre did not have staff baths. A shower would mean they would get a little wet. So what was their plan.

They released the seat belt and I tried to escape but in vain. They lifted me in full struggle out of the chair and put me face down on the brown wood bench bars. I thought that would be that but no. They secured my ankle bonds to the bench then passed a restraint around under the bench and under my arms and tighten it to my back. I was now pinned to the bench.

"She you later staff" and they all departed.

I waited and waited. My fear of being left to be found like this growing. The lights clicked out after the standard no movement delay. I couldn't move enough to trigger them back on. I then heard the outer changing room door and a trolly being wheeled in. The door to the shower area was opened and the lights came on immediately.

Maggie didn't waste any time passing sentence.

"Enema" she said and I immediately be came frantic which was stupid because on this lattice bench the bars really hurt against my body when I tried to move violently.

"Now Sandy don't be silly. I've made sure of three things. One, that you can't get away. two, that you don't like enemas. Which is a good sign because I tend to think that dykes do. And three no one will hear you scream down here" she then laughed.

"There's one thing I hate more than dykes. Its lying dykes" I call her a few choice things at that point but she silenced me with her next act. She'd slowly been putting on latex gloves. "You have a simple choice you can take what's coming to you or struggle. If you lay there quietly and suffer I will not send for the care assistants to watch. Or perhaps you would want a audience." I shook my head. "

Margaret's finger I thought was destined for my bum hole with lubricant but no not immediately. I was shocked when she forced it between my legs from behind and found another orifice.  It was up my pussy. "Don't get any wrong ideas dyke I just need to lubricate the finger before I shove it up your arse hole. I'm not wasting valuable resources on a dyke. '  I was bucking like mad. "Still or I'll call the girls back" she said. I did my best to lay still but this was horrible. Next the finger came out. "Right its going up your bum now little dyke".  It was up my bum. It was horrible. Then nothing. I waited and waited. I expected the enema but no.  No. Much worse was to come after some more verbal torture.

"You like streaking don't you Sandy" I nodded.

"Do you like being spanked?' This was it. I shook my head.  "What about pubic shaves. Sophie tells me you've had a few in your time" I laid still. "I'll take that as none committal. I know. Shall I spank you now." I shook my head. "NO!. Would you preferred that I let you go" I nodded positively. She just laughed. "Would you do anything rather than be spanked or enemaed. " I nodded vigorously. "I know something that freaks you out more." I tried to think but couldn't. "This!" she said and something went in my bum. I thought it was her finger at first but no. "Sandy's getting an enema" Margaret said. I now freaked but to late. The chilled water caused painful cramps. She knew that this method of enema was really cruel. It hurt. I was busting. Really busting. She pulled the tube out and I just lay there. I had to hold it.

Maggie now pushed my bum cheeks aside. "If you shit yourself before the girls release you they'll call me back and I'll fill you up again".


"Right girls come and watch over her" Maggie shouted and the three care assistants came in sniggering. 

Margaret pulled off the latex gloves and started pushing the trolley away. 

"When your sure she can't hold the enema any more then cut her lose." and Margaret was gone.

The care assistants tortured me mercilessly for about 20 minutes. I was past myself with pain. I was pleading for the first 10 minutes but after that I need all my concentration to hold the enema in. Eventually the three of them began to release me. "How long?" one asked. "Over 20" another replied.

Once I was undone the care assistants just left me there. I was so cramped and full I didn't dare move. I slowly did and managed with only a few drips to stand and make it to the toilet. On the basin I just let rip which in its own way was pleasant torture.

I had to walk the long way back to my unit naked.


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I now thought that my ordeal would be over it was approaching five in the morning. By six day staff would be arriving. How wrong I was they where not done with me yet.


Stacy suddenly spoke from the door way. "Your not done yet by far". I looked up, she smiled. "Go to Mr Smiths room and strip off and sit on the bed" she said. She said it so sweetly I was half out of the chair before I registered what I was doing. I sat back down. Mr Smith had been discharged and the new resident wasn't due until the new year.

"I'm not doing any more its getting to late" I said.

"Well, that's up to you but if you don't we'll do it to you anyway but make sure the entire day staff. (Pause for effect)  "Males as well. Get to see everything". There where a few male members of staff who I'd been told where once in a while treated if a nurse had been especially troublesome.

I walked down to the room and entered lights being set to automatic they came on. I stripped once more and sat on the bed. I waited about 10 minutes and Margaret appeared.

"Right stand here" she said. I moved to the open space. "Watch off on the bed" she said I complied. She gathered my clothes and watch and went to the door and pulled it open. Stacy come and get Sandy's stuff. I heard Stacy come down the corridor and Margaret pushed the door wide open with her bum so that when Stacy arrived she could see all of me. Stacy looked me up and down appreciatively. Took my clothes and left.

"Turn round. (I did as instructed). Spread your legs. (I did). Wider. Good. Now bend and grab your ankles and stay like that!" Margaret said. This is it I thought spanking time.

"Are you a dyke Sandy" she said.

"NO I'm not" I said.

"I think you are Sandy. A little dyke. I hate dykes." she said. "I'm not" I protested.

"I say you are. I saw the way you looked at my naked body. The way you deliberately brushed passed me so you could feel my breasts" "I didn't. Iit was too narrow" I said in protest.

"I think you are a little closet dyke".

I gasped and my brain went into overload. I began to stand up to protest at the invasion that had occurred but I was stopped by. "GET BACK DOWN OR I"LL TRASH YOU" I was back down and in position. Some autopilot taking over.

"Do you like this?" Margaret said the  dildo well inside my pussy going to work on it. Where had that come from?  I could feel the plastic gloves touching my skin. "Now stay in position because when I'm done here I'm going to shove it up your arse" I began to turn my head and raise at that point but it was to late. She'd slipped her index finger of her free hand in my bum. She played mercilessly with both holes. Then the dildo slipped out of my pussy and went without any delay or target error up my bum. Margaret's free hand pushed my back back down. "Stay down!"

"I hate dykes Sandy. But I love to humiliate them. The bitches around here lap it up. They get their kinks like you little dyke. can you remember why I hate dykes" I was silent. "Well" "No" I said.

"Because when I was a student a bunch of them stripped me and shaved me for fun. Well I've not got it out of my system yet" she said. I was "Ah, oh, aw" has the dildo really set to work inside me. "Sophie says you love dykes stripping and shaving you." "I..." "Quiet. I wasn't asking, I was telling" She fingered my pussy now some more then stopped. She left the finger in then slowly pulled out the dildo. "What are you and answer truly unless you want some more" I wasn't going to say it but I didn't want either the finger or dildo back up.

"I'm a dyke" I said.

"Find is that your answer then" "Yes" I said.

"Stand up" I stood.

"When the phone rings come like that to our treatment room. Make sure your in before I arrive or I'll really fuck with you". With that she left.

I couldn't really sit. My bum hole, well, if you've ever been abused like that you'll know that its the strangest thing.  When the dildo and fingers in you want it out when its out you really consider what you can put in, in its place.I just sat there naked waiting.

The phone rang and I set off on my way. At the office door Liz was sat watching the opening so caught sight of me. "Going streaking Sister" she said. I scowled and went on my way.

I left the confines of the unit to cross the stair head to the other units door. I could see the note soon as I left my unit. It read, "Naked sisters to use back stairs". I had to walk down the stairs again and then across the visitors entry area and reception. Once more naked. Then down the long corridor then up the other stairs to her ward. I was soon sat in their treatment room naked.

The two care assistants and Stacy came in.

"LAY FACE DOWN ON THERE." The lesbian one said sternly. I began to turn and before I could they where about me and helped me. I should have processed it a bit more. Before I realised it they had tie-wrapped by left wrist to the table. I began to raise to protest but this did distracted me from Stacy who now began to tie-wrap my other wrist. I began to fight and call out but the lesbian just came around and assisted soon I was secured. I begged for all of ten seconds before I was silenced with a wad of cloth in my mouth. A strap held it in place. I tried to protest to no avail. I was trying to call them everything under the sun. Next they grabbed and secured my right ankle then the left which was now very easy.

They just stood looking on. I was screaming into my gag.

Margaret entered.


It was agony the four of them taunted me about what they where going to do to me. "Let's bring her off that will prove she's a lesbian", "No lets wash her out again if she comes that will prove it", "No I think we should leave her some where naked and she if her pussy puffs", and so on went the torture but eventually they decided I'd had enough. "Four wacks each girls" Maggie said.

I couldn't see it but I could feel it. Just before they started they'd shoved a hood over my head made from a pillow case. I suspected it was a paddle of some description. The first wack burned into me. It was like a glowing burn.  The next one was a stinging burn. The third was agony the person had used their full power. The last was a bee sting but it was like a million of them.

I couldn't tell which one was having the pleasure. The second hitter just went wallop, wallop, wallop, wallop, then nothing then flash back rebound the stokes seemed to be redelivered in full colour. I can't explain that. It was as if they'd been stored in my memory and where now being replayed. They real hurt. I was on fire.

The third I think the lesbian was diabolically. A finger traced my bottom. It sent little pain ants scurrying over my cheeks. Then whack. Pulled power which sends the force deep into you. I breathed it and exploded into my gag. I was now sobbing and trying desperately to get a way. But once more the finger and palm of hand and back of fingers traced the lines of previous swots across my bum. Then whack again pulled power. I nearly swallowed the rag. The the trace. Whack. I closed my eyes and hoped for that wonderful far away place you go when being abused. Then the trace brought me back to conciousness. Then whack and done. I just wanted release.

"Thank you girls but let me show you" Maggie said.

There was gasps of shock from them.

I wasn't sure why. Perhaps they thought that 12 was enough.

The cane for that was what caused them to gasp sliced my scorched arse into like a hot knives through butter. I really thought she had sliced me in to. I could feel my upper body and my legs but not my middle. Then I wished I couldn't. I screamed.

"Scream all you want your big old fashioned knickers will catch it all" Maggie said.

That explained what they had stuff in my mouth. They where very modern sensible day knickers.

The second stroke was like a red hot poker branding my cold flesh. The third stroke came in metered dose it to further cut my body. I was segments of fire and numbness. It was like being slowly sectioned. The fourth stroke had me arch. It was a barbed wire razor. Surgical cut but with a ripping barbed. I wasn't sure quite how she'd hit me to preform that but I was now really wanting out. The fifth was silent and painlessly cold. Then the ice subsided and the fire roared into being then the ice water quenched it only for the fire to roar again. That seemed to go on forever and the sixth stroke just felt like a tickle amongst it until suddenly it joined in to amplify the waves.

"Let lay for a while have a good look at her then let her go" Maggie said.

It was difficult standing but I managed they made me show them everything and I mean everything. I dashed to the toilet and put cold towels on my scorched behind.  I was in there ages. Eventually I was done and I just walked back to my ward.

Once there Stacy said I could dress but there was still more to come before morning. We did our six o'clock rounds and set everything for breakfast. This should of took us only about 15 minutes but each movement was agnory. I was just finishing the HSS checks when Stacy called down from the treatment room. "Sandy, have you seen this" she said.

It took me off my guard thinking she'd found something a miss.

I walked in and Stacy was stood the far side of the treatment bed. Strip" she said.

"No way, not you" I said.

"I can arrange for a bigger audience" Margaret said from the dark shadows to my left. The only light on was the treatment light directly over the bed so the room corners where still it pitch darkness.

"You've had your revenge" I said.

Sister never finishes with us" Stacy said which indicated her sexuality which I'd been fairly sure about but not fully.


'Now strip Sandy because this is my treat for helping you" Stacy said. I could see how it was her treat but how did it help me.

Stood there I knew I would go through with it. Normally I'd be stripped and put up a fight. I was been asked to undress and present myself. This was a different psychology.

I stepped further in and kicked off my shoes and began to undress. Stacy smiled at her victory. I was soon naked and trying to conceal myself feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"Get on the bed" Stacy said and I walked over and climbed up. The bed was cold on my skin which rekindled the fire of the thrashing. I lay there quite sniff.

"Part your legs" Stacy said. I let them fall apart. "Bit wider Sandy" she said and I moved deliberately this time which took some of the tension out of my body.

"Did Sandy tell you what they did to her when she left her last place" Margaret said I looked at her then Stacy. "NO!" Stacy said.  "Well, if you interfere with your pubic shave or other punishment they give you a enema and spank at the same time,  understand" Margaret said. Achieving two kills with one stone.

Stacy for a young health care assistance proved very efficient with her finger and soon had me moaning and pleading then proving to Maggie that I was a dyke.  "Very good job Stacy."



I pulled myself up and swung myself off the bed and want to pick up my clothes.

"AS you are darling" Margaret said.

"I can't not like this" I said looking down at my truly naked aroused state.

Margaret and Stacy giggled at the obvious double standard in the statement. I'd been naked to every point in the centre that night.

"Your wasting time and that won't please matron if your late for handover"

"Please, support staff will becoming on" I said.

"You better hurry then if you don't want to be seen." Margaret said.

"I thought you liked streaking Sandy. Perhaps you might like to be seen by the whole centre" Stacy said. I wasn't sure if that was a threat or a question about my psychological kinks but I wasn't willing to find out.

I stepped to the door and pulled it open and looked out before stepping out and much faster than earlier started very naked for the office. My clothes where brought to me by Stacy and dumped on my desk. I dressed quickly and Stacy disappeared then repapered. "We are already for handover." she said, "Time for a cuppa and chat".

The clock said 7:50 Sophie and the day assistant would be on shortly. "Sorry Sandy, Instructions" Stacy said. I looked at her, "Strip naked your to do the handover nude". I really was spent I just wanted to get home. "I think you know what the consequences will be if you don't. I promise you this will be the last. You've proved which camp you belong too".

I stripped quickly and took my seat. Stacy gathered my clothes and deposited them into the laundry bag near the door. I sat and waited. I sat crossed legged to keep my clearing concealed. The young care assistant was first through the door. She blushed bright red when she saw me there naked. "Just a Christmas treat" Stacy said. She took up a seat and shortly Sophie arrived. "Very nice. Stand up I want to see the landing strip". I stood and they all looked at my clean shaved area. "Now lets see the stripes. I know you have some by the way you where sitting"  I turned and showed them.

We then did the handover and Sophie said. "Well off you go home then". "I can't go like this". "You have civvies in the changing room" "Yes but all that way like this in day time". "Yes" Or I'll cuff you as well"

It took ages to get anywhere trying to cover yourself.  I had to back track twice and really hide three times. To many staff around. I was lucky it was Christmas eve or I'd would have definitely been seen. 

I arrived at the new doorway which led to the short connector to the porta cabin which housed matron. Matron was waiting. "In here" she said and disappeared to her office. I opened the connector door and the freezing cold air hit me. Even with the heating still on  night cycle in the lower floor it was still warm. But this unheated plywood connector was freezing. I was up the steps and into the porta cabin PDQ. The little corridor with its small electric heater wasn't much better. The heat was like wisps of breath rather than surrounding warmth.Her door was closed I knocked.

I waited. I began to wonder if she was there. I was about to sulk off when, "COME!" came from the conceal lair.

I open the door and stepped in. Matron was sat behind her desk drinking tea. The two additional electric fires where set on full as well as the two built in ones. The room was becoming warm but hadn't yet reached that point. It was for a completely naked nurse warmer. Much!

"Close the door and keep the heat in" matron said. I complied turning my naked front away from her to reveal my bum. Matron had only cursorily glanced at my frontal nakedness. It was not possible to open the door and step in keeping yourself completely covered. I'd want for modesty and covered my extra nakedness. I was sure that matron had clocked this.

"Stand there" matron sad pointing to a space in front of her desk in the middle of the clear space which would clearly afford her a full view of me. Now the door was closed I could cover much better. I started to walk to the spot. "You needn't bother covering I've seen it all before, get your hands on your head" Matron said. I unwrapped my arms and came to a halt on the spot as I was raising them to my head.

I stood there naked. Silence. Matron just looking and sipping her tea.

"Sandy. You where seen naked last night by Val" matron said. I started to answer and ask who Val was but Matron tilted her head to silence me. "You came to us by recommendation. You had your problems of late but where consider sensible." I tried to interject again but matron stared me to silence. "You need to learn the rules here. What are they?" Matron said.

Silence fell for what seemed like ever. "Well?" matron said after she'd waited long enough.

I really didn't know what answer to give her. She put down the cup and stood up and came around to stand besides me. "Ehhh" I spluttered out as her fingers found my deforested clearing. "Please I',..." "Not a dyke" Matron interrupted me. Then after a pause whilst she forced me to accept what she was doing to me by making me stay put she said. "I know all about your antics. I know all about them. Not just this (stroking my shaven area) and the enema, and spanking, and all the running around naked. About the boyfriend, (I didn't know what she meant at that point), the holidays, your sister, your niece, (Now I knew she knew a lot more than I thought she did). I know all about what you got up to as a student. I know... Stop fidgeting or I'll find a toy for you. I know about the websites. I even know about Walker and Phil, and your other admirers. I've even read Louise's stuff. So you see I know full well you like the fact that you hate this" She further pushed her finger into me causing me to double and begin to lower my hands. "You dare and I'll cane you!" she said sharply causing me to move back into position.

She after a few second took out her fingers and want to her sink and washed.

She turned back and smiled. "Masturbate" was all she said.

I just looked at her. "I know you know how to do it. So do it. Or I'll have some of your colleagues do it" That was it. I just broke. I couldn't I just couldn't. "Stop snivelling girl and get wanking" That just did it I started. I don't know why. I just did. Matron return to her seat and watched my hands at my already juicy slot.

"There are different types here Sandy. Those that are into our sort of fun. Different levels but into it. Those that don't mind a stripping, those that like a dare or bet, then those that like to be punished or humiliated. Then there are those that like to dish it out but not take it. Then there are those who swing both ways. (I think this was meant to have the double meaning). Then there are those who don't mine what we do so long as they aren't involved. Then there's the tell tale tits who run to me to keep order. Make sure things aren't done to excess. But, Sandy, there are another group who would just love the opportunity to bring the fun to the end. I won't have my fun disrupted by idiots like you who can't tell the different between people. So you better shape up or I'll make your life hell as you leave. Do you understand?'

I nodded coming to the peak of my activity, "Well, answer?" Panting "Yes, I... understand" "Yes you understand what? "Yes, I... Understand that... I have to tell the difference" I said. "Good how do you address me when your here like this" "Matron?" "No girl, Mistress!" So do you understand. "Yes, mistress" I said.

I then within twenty second exploded into orgasm. Matron did not wait for me to collect myself. "Get over the desk you know the position" I walked forward all confused and reached over the desk and grabbed the other side. I spread my legs and waited. Matron rose and went to the cupboard. She brought out a cane. My heart pounded. I'd never been caned before now twice in one night.

Matron came to my side. "Right who's a safe person?" Before I could work out the question never minded the answer the first stroke cut my naked bum. It was a stripe of fire. I was trying to get up but the bent over cross spread of arms and legs meant that it wasn't that simple. "Stay down" the second swipe came. "Answer?'

"You, Sophie, Margaret, Julie, Stacy, Lynn, ......"I want on until I got another swipe. "No. They don't participate but they won't sprag" Matron said. This went on for another few minutes until I received another two swipes. My bum was on fire and my orgasm seemed life times ago. "Right who's dangerous" Matron asked. "Val... (That got me a swipe). "NO she's a none participant but she won't run off to the authorities. It was another ten or so minutes and three more swipes until matron was sure I knew my who's who.

"Right off you go" Matron said and landed one final smarting fire filled swipe. I slowly raised my bum really on fire. I turned to the door slowly and began to cover. "By the way. I like my slaves trimmed not shaved. You'll report to me every shift until its regrown to my liking then I'm going to punish you for letting Val see you". I turned to look at her "Yes, Mistress".Still not knowing who Val was and when she saw me.

I exited and quickly made for the changing rooms. I didn't even bother covering I was to far gone for that. Not having any underwear I had to go home in just jumper and slacks with a long coat.

Sophie Santa

I was just getting up to get ready for the Christmas Eve night shift when my mobile went. it was Margaret. "Can you pop along and see me before you take hand over in the morning. No funny business I need your help".

I went over to Margaret's unit during the night and she delighted in shocking me first. As I entered her office she said holding up a bright red set of underwear which was very lacy and see-through "What would you say to being Santa Claus in these". my heart skipped. "You said no funny business" I said. "Oh, darling, I hadn't thought of you I was thinking Sophie"  I smiled at the thought of her in them.

Margaret filled me in on what she had planned for the next day. She provided me with all the equipment and showed me the room.

Sophie arrived for work earlier as planned by previous arrangement to let the night shift off on time so they could celebrate with their family. She arrived on the ward a bit puzzled when three care assistants where on. I smiled and reached down besides the desk and pulled up the Christmas bag. "You'll need these Santa" Sophie seemed to process this and smiled. she walked over to the desk and looked in the bag. Her smile changed to shock.

"God, that's a bit revealing. And a bit chilly." Sophie said.

"We've made sure that Santa's grotto is warmer than the North pole" I said we all chuckling. So when do I have to play Santa Claus then." Sophie asked.

"From now until everyone has had a present that wants one" I said.

"I see. What about presents" Sophie said.

"There in the grotto" I said.

"Okay. where's the grotto?" Sophie said.

I smiled. "The canteen" I said.

"No fucking way" Sophie said. But before she could further elaborate her opposition I raised my eye brows and the three care assistants where on her. She didn't stand a chance. Her slacks and tights and panties where down in one good tug. Her blonde bush clearly on show now that the tunic with bra was going in the opposite direction. The three care assistants in one very practiced motion had swept Sophie off her feet and pinned her down onto the office floor. Within a few more seconds she was naked and curled up.

"Bitches and witches" she said.

"Stand up Santa: I said.

"No way" Sophie said.

"Fine your choice. Spend the day here like that. Or I can ring Margaret who says that she's never seen a naked Santa before but perhaps that might be highly profitable given the rugby club over the road." I said.

"No way" Sophie said.

"Yes, way, girl. Its naked or in underwear which is it" i said.

Sophie raised from the floor and checked her state. We all looked appreciatively at the shortly to be 40 year old. She had a very gorgeous body. "Lets have a twirl" Stacy said. Sophie twirled. "With your hands on your head" Corrine said. Sophie seemed very different now that she was naked. she complied with the request and give us another twirl with everything clearly on show. She now got dressed having checked for permission by looking at the bag then me.

The red bra went on first. You could still see the outer edge of her nipples the flower print lace not being quite big enough to cover her ample nipples. The white untanned flesh was clearly visible through the lace. This contrasted with her otherwise tanned body. next on want the panties. again you could see her blonde bush through the panel lace. The white of her orbs was clear too. next was the red suspender belt then the stockings followed by the red high heels. Lastly was the red hat with white fluffy bobble.

Sophie took the hand over dressed like that then I walked her down to the canteen grotto.  left to change before my visit to Santa.

Having changed I went back to the canteen. There was a cue of night staff lining up for Santa. The charge was £2 to a local charity. The presents where a small chocolate Santa and for those so disposed a kiss. The doctors and porters and support staff loved it.

Later in the day the Rugby club, and staff from the NHS hospital down the road appeared. Along with various other people who had found out about our special Santa. £2 for chocolate and a kiss, or £5 for a photo.

Later that night after hand over with Sophie still dressed as Santa we made the final count. £3684. A number of visitors to the grotto had paid extra for a photo with Santa.

You are to take it all to Margaret like that" I said. "she'll give you your clothes back" This wasn't true but Sophie accepted it.

I was sat with Corrine when Santa returned. "Okay, what do you want for my clothes" Corrine looked at me. "You go first ask Santa for whatever you want?"

"Oh that's easy. I'd like to see Santa naked" Sophie thrown. I think she'd perhaps had to undress a lot in the last hour that she was gone. Sophie removed her bra then her panties and give a twirl in heels, stockings, suspender-belt and little hat. "So what do you want from Santa" she said to me. "Get dressed first" I said. soon Santa was decent.

"Okay Santa I want you to strip off completely and streak the full length of the ward in both directions." I said,

Corrine said, "Gosh I wish I had thought of that" "I don't" Sophie said already going for her bra clip. She stripped much more slowly this time. giving me a treat. Also Corrine in the process but she was focusing only on me. Soon she was naked in effect but still had the outer stockings and suspender-belt to go. soon she was left just in the hat. "Can I put my shoes back on please the floor is cold" I pondered and decided, yes, much to my great satisfaction when watching her walking the length of the corridor naked in hat and heels.