The Ship Builder’s Tales – (The Younger SEN Streaking and Washing Inside Out) by George

It was a long time before there was another major incident. If the punishment shower of the older SEN had caused me to be confused as to the motivation for these acts, the next incident involving the younger SEN was to perturb me deeply. But I’m getting a head of myself.

When the older SEN return from off duty it was as if that terrible night never happened. She was just her usual self with me. There were two smaller incidents, which I will write about later. One of these involved sister, which led one late shift as we were drinking a mug of tea at the nurses’ station to the following conversation and revelations.

“I hope I didn’t embarrass you the other day when I…. rewarded your kindness” sister said. I did blush a little at that point, which was more than I did a few days earlier when she was locked out of her locker and as a reward for popping the lock stripped to her underwear for me. There had been a prior incident of her being locked out of her locker were when I came to her rescue she was stood in the female locker room in just black underwear, which I will as I say write about later. “I’m getting use to your little jokes on each other” I said.

“There not always jokes,” she said. “Yes, I’m learning that too”. “How did the bathing tradition get started?” I asked. “It’s always been this wards tradition, even when I was a student nurse” sister said. “The bath seems tame compared to some of the things that the students say they have had done to them or seen” I said.

“When your young I think your more adventurous” sister said. From where, I don’t know, for it was not like me to be so personal I said, “So were you adventurous when you were younger sister”. Sister smiled and drank from her cup.

“Well I’ll have to get to know you a lot better before I start to give you the details but yes” she said. I smiled. It fell quiet. “Did anyone tell you about my 45th birthday bath” sister said. A bit shyly I said, “Yes, but I think they over cooked the goose” she looked unsure what I meant, “Gilded the Lilly” I said. “What did they say?” she asked. I blushed at the thought of repeating any of it.

“Well Frank let me tell you the truth. They grabbed me in the bottom sluice and stripped me of every bit of clothing. They held me down completely naked, spread-eagled, then do you know what they did Frank” she paused to look at me. I was feeling hot under the collar to say the least and knowing what was coming next, I felt a stirring down below. “They said they removed something,” I said trying to be diplomatic. “But Frank, I’ve just said I was completely naked, what else was there for them to remove” sister said. I was now swallowing hard, I knew full well, she knew I knew but she was determined to embarrass me by having me say it. “They shaved you,” I said. She smiled with a little laugh, “That’s right Frank they lathered up my little pubic hair patch and most of my fanny in the process. They then got one of our surgical razors and shaved be bear” she paused and drank from her cup. After a pause, “Do you know what they did next Frank” she said. I felt on safer ground here knowing what came next. “They dunked you in the bath” I said. Sister did not respond but sipped her tea. We sat in silence until she’d finished it. She stood and walked to the stations door, as she passed me she ran her palms down my cheeks, “Very smooth Frank. You’re a dab hand with the razor yourself I see” she said, then leaning against the door frame one arm and leg either said of it looking somewhat seductive she said, “No Frank they turned me over and washed my insides out first” and with that she disappeared off down the ward.

I didn’t get the chance to confirm positively that what sister meant was that she’d been given an enema but I was sure that’s what she meant.

A week or so later we had an outbreak of diarrhoea on the ward and consequently had a lot of soiled linen. Myself and Hattie the blanket-bathed auxiliary where busy safely bagging soiled bed linen and tagging patients soiled personal clothing, and writing out the unusually long laundry order. Hattie bent down and suddenly exclaimed, “OH!” then sorted a laugh. “What’s up?” I enquired. Hattie rose up and said, “My bra’s just come undone be a love and fasten it for me” she turned back to me. I could see through her dress the two detached ends of the bra. I tried to fasten it through the dress but every time I tried the clasp flung open, mainly due to the fact that after the first attempt Hattie could hardly stop herself from laughing. “I think you’ll have to undo my zip” Hattie said. I reached for the zip to pull it down and Hattie momentarily stopped me going any further by say, “Just pull the zip down I’m not due to show you my birthday suite again for a while” we both chuckled.

I undid the zip and asked Hattie, “You’ve been here a long while haven’t you Hattie”. “Since I was born,” she said jokingly. “Has there always been…eh…birthday baths?” I asked. “I started here when I was 22 after my second son was born and we needed the extra money.” “You’ve never fancied training as a nurse?” I asked. “All that writing not my thing” Hattie said. I finished pulling the zip up after fastening the bra which was white. “Were the baths going before you started then?” I asked. “Oh, no, I was dunked in the bath in my undies as my initiation but birthday baths didn’t start until, well I was 26 when I had my first”. “Gosh, so you must have had what 25” I said. “Not quite that many, some years I was on holiday or perhaps sick, and we had a sister for a while who didn’t like traditions so you only got one if you were on and she were off on your birthday. I’d say my score would be 18 or there about” Hattie said. “So how did they get started?” I asked. “Well we had this really old fashioned sister in those days the kind that could remember when you could wallop student nurses and auxiliary nurses bottoms. We had this student who was going on about being stripped to her undies and dumped in the bath. She was the type like Vicky who likes it in that crazy way. It was her birthday whilst she was on the ward and sister just said grab her she’s going in the bath. We grabbed her and carried her to the bathroom and sister said right birthday bath, birthday suit bath and that was it, she was stripped and dunked. One at a time after that we all ended up stripped naked and dunked on our birthdays. Eventually the cake thing got invented. Then the thing were if you’ve a zero in your age you get a shave, then the shave and enema if you have a 5, heaven help you if you turn 50 on this ward.” I interjected, “What you get a shave and a shave and enema?” “Very flip, no much worse,” I thought “You where 50 two birthday’s ago” I said. She nodded, “And there’s no way I’m telling you, and I’ve told the others if they do, they’ll get all the birthdays at once” we both laughed.

We collected the money for Alison’s birthday present. The younger SEN was 31 coming up 32. The reason for referring to her as younger wasn’t because of the chronological age difference between her and the older SEN. The younger referred to the fact that she looked very much younger than the other SEN and very much younger than 31. In fact she looked much younger than senior staff and originally I put her age at just a little older than the young auxiliary who I thought was 19. She was blonde, natural blonde I was sure but until her birthday could only be 99% sure. She had a pageboy cut; she was about 5 ft 4 inches. Her complexion was rosy, that is her cheeks where always rosy and the tip of her nose was always rosy. She had ample breasts not over sized but ample. They always looked too much to be contained by her bra or dress. She had a slim waist and good firm hips. Her slender legs looked doll like on the rest of her. In fact that’s what I use to call her playfully Doll because he looked like a little Barbie. She was married but from some comments I thought unhappily. We were assigned to be partners that day.

I walked into the laundry store and she was trying to reach for some counterpanes that someone had place up on the high shelf. “Here let me?” I said. I reached up for them and as I pulled them down I looked down at her, she was stood smiling up at me with the funniest expression on her face. “What?” I said. “Oh nothing, I was just amusing myself,” she said. I pecked her on the cheek, “Happy Birthday you can regard that as your treat”. She smiled. “Want anything else?” I said. “Oh can you reach some draw sheets down?” she said. “Sure how many do you need?” “Oh I don’t (then cupping her hands around my left arm) need any but (then running her hands up my arm and pressing herself into me) could you just reach up again,” she said. “I think you’ve started early on the plonk” I said. She smiled. “Well I only think its fair?” she said. “Fair?” I asked. “Yes. Your going to get to see me in the altogether sometime today so I think a little feel of those rippling muscles is a fair price for a girl to ask” she said.

I looked at her and mentally undressed her. “Naughty! Just wait? Never mine undressing me now” she said and I smiled. “You know Frank, you’re a very lovely man, its going to be really embarrassing when they do whatever coming my way to me but I wouldn’t let them in front of any other guy” she said. I smiled. “Well I guess I’ll see you later” I said picking up the lining I came in for not meaning any pun. “I’ll be the naked one if you don’t recognise me at first” she said I chuckled and left.

Sister asked that we make up the side ward for a patient being transferred from casualty who needs care until arrangements could be made for community care. Alison came with me to help. “What do you think of our little games?” Alison asked. “God, don’t ask that, I’m still trying to answer that for myself” I said. “Well what do you think when you see us naked?” she enquired making me feel very uncomfortable. “I try not to think,” I said trying to find someway to avoid the answer. “Oh are you shy Frank, do you want to run and hide?” she said. “No but its kind of embarrassing, well I feel more embarrassed for you girls, to be paraded like that” I said trying to say the right thing I didn’t want to freak her out like she was me by saying, “Well besides the slight guilty feeling I just think wow what a great body”. “Do you like looking at naked woman Frank?” she asked. I was now really getting hot and bothered under the collar. “What man doesn’t?’ I said with bravado hoping that would suffice and get me off the hook. “You know Frank you could look at me naked anytime” and to empathise what she had just said she did that Marilynn Monroe thing of pouting her lips, wiggling her hips and running her hands down her body, then topped it off with a kiss. See saw my discomfort and laughed throwing her head back, “You are shy you big wuss” she said. I blushed and said nothing. We carried on for a moment in silence. “So what bit of me are you must looking forward to seeing?” she said. I shook my head in mock disgrace of her. “Well?” she said obviously wanting an answer. I was still silent. “I bet its this,” she said turning around and wiggling her bottom at me, “Sister says you’re a definite bum man”. We finished up and split up to do other duties.

Sister asked me to tidy the day room. I always did this every day without being asked. Since the patients where in bed and it was an hour and a half before the night staff came on I thought this is it whatever’s going to happen its now. I was surprised then when just after I started Alison appeared fully dressed. “What’s up, you thought I’d be naked next time you saw me?” she said. “Ah no” I said trying to hide my obvious disappointment and the true answer, “Liar, liar pants on fire,” she said. We both laughed. We got busy straightening up the room. “Are you happily married Frank?” she asked out of the silence of the blue. “Ah, I think so” I said. “Liar, a man who only thinks so, is half way out of the door”. She said. “What about you?” I said trying to turn tables in the hope that she would drop this uncomfortable topic for me. My wife and I now had separate rooms, she believing that if I wasn’t actually sleeping with every nurse in the hospital I was thinking about it. “No Frank I’m not, not every man is as nice as you,” she said. “I have my faults,” I said trying to put her off her line of questioning. She’d joked on a few times over the months about ditching her hubby and marrying me, but this seemed more serious. “Yeah, Frank like what?” she said. I tried desperately to think of a fault. She walked closer to me. “Frank, seriously, I do, well, I do like you,” she said. I smiled and could not lie to her. “Ally I’m happily…. Well I’m married, and as much as I do like you and respect you, I could never” I said. “Me neither Frank, but I just wanted you to know that when I’m stripped screaming the place down and you’ve seen everything. And Frank (she looked up into my eyes and held me at my elbows) you are going to see everything because I think I know what they are going to make me do. I want… (Bowing her head) Hope that you’d still respect me tomorrow and not think I’m some whore. We none of us that, you do know that, don’t you Frank.” What could I say, the only thing I could think of doing was, and then I did it. I kissed her. Not on the cheek but full on the lips. She kissed back. Then we parted. She looked up into my eyes then past me. “God Frank their coming for me now” she said. I turned slightly and looked over my shoulder down the ward, sister and the younger auxiliary where flanked by the two students.

The younger SEN and I turned to face the posse. Alison backed her back into me and I held her lightly at her shoulders. Sister and the posse entered. I noticed immediately the bath towel over the young auxiliary’s arm. “OH Frank tell them to leave me alone,” Alison said. “I don’t think he’s going to save you from a stripping is he” sister said. Alison pushed away from me slightly and turned her head back and up, her face looking into my face. I smiled reassuringly, “Don’t worry I’ll still respect you in the morning” I said. She screwed up her face in a mock annoyance of me.

“Well is it easy or hard” sister said. “I’m not doing obs’ tradition” Alison said looking at the blanket. Obstetrics had a tradition that on your ward birthday (the day you started on the ward anniversary) you had to do a streak. Most times it was done wearing something, bikini, swimsuit, just a towel that either did or did not cover much, a nightdress, or sexy underwear, occasionally topless, and very occasional nothing. “No darling your doing obs, gyno, med, and ours” sister said. “Please you can’t have me do all of them,” Alison said sticking her head slightly forward in disbelief. “Well you wanted to tell Frank all about them the other week” sister said. “You stopped me,” Alison said. “Yes, I know, I thought it would be far easier and quicker for you to show him” they all laughed including Alison.

There was a pregnant pause. Then I sensed a little movement of Alison’s body; there was a flash of recognition in the student nurse to the right eyes. Alison suddenly darted away from me heading to the fire escape behind and to the left of us. Although the other student nurse was taken by surprise the first who’d saw the little movement I’d felt was away after Alison at the same instant she broke from me. Alison went around the right side of the table that was to our left, the student just brushed past me going around the left side, which gave her a more direct and clearer path to the fire escape. She easily caught up to the younger SEN and grabbed her belt; although Alison released this to escape it had slowed her down just enough for the other student to catch up, supported by the young auxiliary. They were each now able to take a good hold of the younger SEN and even though see struggled to free herself, and squealed between giggles, they where able to drag her back to the central clear area where I and sister stood. Alison had dug her heels in as best she could but on a plastic tiled floor in shoes it did not appreciable stop her being dragged.

They wrestled her to the ground, the student nurses pinned her arms and shoulders to the ground and Jane the auxiliary pinned her ankles. Alison thrashed about a bit. Sister bent down and picked up the bath towel. “She’ll look great in this Frank once you’ve stripped her” the younger SEN’s face changed as she registered what sister had just said. I to now began to tremble, she couldn’t really expect me to strip this helpless woman, oh, I thought this would be the one that screams the place down and has me arrested. So much for respecting her in the morning I was having difficulty deciding whether or not to respect her here and now. “Don’t look so surprised Frank. Ally’s been saying for months how much she’d like you to rip her clothes off. Well we thought since it’s her birthday and we couldn’t think of anything else to get her we’d grant her, her wish.” “NO sister please no, being seen one thing but being stripped is another” the SEN said. “Oh I know darling, you can tell us all about it. Frank strip her stark bullock naked” sister said.

I nervously looked around for somewhere to hide until this was over, Alison looked up at me with her doey eyes with the most peculiar expression on her face. “Well” said sister “Get on with it” I looked from sister to the younger SEN then smiled at her. She read me well, “OH no Frank not you, surely not you too” she said. I bent down on my knees and to calm my jittering body I started by undoing her shoelaces and taking off her shoes. She kicked and bucked like mad. The auxiliary had to sit across her legs at the finish to prevent her kicking one of us in the face. I took her shoes off to leave her in her stocking feet; I suspected that since she wore green nylon like most of the SENs these would be tights rather than stockings. I now went to her head and unpinned her cap; this was to be the last year the girls wore their caps. Aprons and cuffs had gone a year or two earlier to do with saving costs. The way was now clear for the dress, I was wondering if my trembling hands could manage the zip.

“Lets have her up for Frank to do her zip” sister said. The students pulled her up off the floor and I moved around them by shuffling on my knees. I took hold of the zip, Alison was trying desperately to rock forward then back to break my hold on the zip, sister approached and provided extra pinning to her shoulders to stop her moving which made my task much easier. I pulled the zip down slowly wanting to savour the moment if it was to be my last. With the students holding her so tightly the dress was already quite tort so the edge of the dress sprung wide open revealing the pale blue bra beneath it. I hadn’t expected that, then again I hadn’t really wondered much about what underwear lay beneath. The students laid her back down and moved their hands inside her dress at the shoulders, this moved the dress out of the way so that I could see her bra straps. I was now able to push the dress down off her shoulders. “Please Frank, don’t please,” she was repeating over and over between her giggles and frantic wrestling. She was getting quite breathless with the struggle. I now shuffle my way back around the student nurse to be looking up her body towards her head; I was knelt about waist level. I took hold of the dress and pulled it down off her chest and at the same time down her arms as far as I could before the arms of the students holding her down stopped me. The pale blue bra now came completely into show. It was a lovely sexy number. It was lacy, with a very open weave at the top and a fuller less see-through weave at the bottom. It sadly covered her nipples concealing their colour but being a thin delicate lace not their erect state. I could see the cream white of her upper breasts clearly.

The students took their hands off the younger SEN’s shoulders and placed them on her lower arm to keep her pinned down but above the dress, so that when they removed their hands at her wrist were they where I was able to pull the dress clear. I now took hold of it at the waist; I could see the band of her green tights now. I began to pull the dress down and it crackled across the nylon of the tights as I did. I pushed it past her hips, then Alison stop her struggling briefly to raise herself up to allow me to push the dress down past her bottom then once it was free she started her struggling again. It was so funny it jarred in my mind. She stopped to help! The young auxiliary was still sitting across her legs so I could only get the dress down to her knees. Sister came and pressed down on Alison’s knees and the auxiliary released her lower legs then turned and pulled the dress off.

The SEN was lying there in pale blue, very sexy, bra and schoolgirl’s green tights. It was a bit of a sight. I now turned my attention to the tights. Alison had been taking a breather resigned to the fact that her dress was lost. She looked up at me mournfully and slowly shook her head I nodded mine in return. “I’ll get all of you for this” she said, I wasn’t sure who the “all” were. I reached for the waistband of her tights; Alison took a deep breath in but remained eyes open and fixed on me. Then through her held breath, “Just you dare get my panties as well,” she said. I had no intention of doing that, why, well because I’d already rather shamefully thought that their might be a pale blue pair under her tights just every bit as sexy as her bra and I really wanted to see the full effect. I gently lifted the nylon clear of her body. I was right, there was a lovely sexy pair of pale blue panties. I could already tell that I could see wisps of her blonde bush through the open mesh weave of the lace. I pulled the nylon down at the front, and once more she raised her bum off the floor and the nylon snapped from under her. She seemed not to resist the removal of the tights. She seemed now ready to be stripped.

How wrong I was. “Right get her up” sister said. Alison sprung to life; she took the student nurse to her right by surprise knocking her off her knees. Her hand loosened its grip of the SENs arm and before I knew it her arm was across her chest, “NO way, you can’t sister not my undies as well” Alison said shaking her head at the same time mouth wide open. The student nurse regained her grip and stance and pulled Alison’s arm back to the floor revealing her wonderful bra-clad breasts once more. “You know full well you are going to end up naked, so why complain” sister said. “Yes, but, I didn’t agree to being stripped by him” Alison said. “Tuff, I’m sure you will all reek your revenge on me for my inventiveness’ sister said. “NO, NO, you can’t” the SEN said through her laughter. “Lift her up time to get your boobs out for the boys” sister said. “Well more like for one man” the auxiliary said they all laughed. “That’s not at all helpful” Alison said. “Please don’t, oh nuts to you all” she went on to say as the students lifted her into a sitting position with sister’s help. Before I could move around to her back to undo the clasp sister said, “Surprise!” and with lighting speed grabbed her bra from underneath and pulled it up off her breasts and they burst out into view and wobbled uncontrollably. Alison screamed. I do mean screamed. Then powerfully bent her upper body over in an attempt to conceal her now naked breasts. “What did you do that for?” Alison snapped. “Oh sorry I thought you said you didn’t want Frank to strip you. Here you are” and with that she pushed the bra back down over her breasts. I’d seen everything, they where like little white icebergs pointed and hard, but a good-sized iceberg. They where topped with pink rose bud nipples. Delicious I thought, like ice cream with a cherry on top. I couldn’t wait for desert I thought then realising what I was thinking coughed. Sister thought I was coughing because she’d taken over the undressing, “Oh, yes, sorry Frank the honours are yours, bra and panties”.

I now moved around the younger SENs back and undid the bra clasp, see was struggling as with the dress but once I’d got hold of both sides of the back strap she could twist as much as she liked her bra was coming off. The clasp undone the students returned her to the floor, it was a easy matter to pull the bra off her breasts again, revealing once more the marvellous sight. The students obliged by helping with the final removal and Alison lay there topless, motionless, looking like a pussycat with all the cream. Her expression changed. She shook her head slowly. We were both thinking the same thing. “I hope you rot in hell Frank Whitaker,” she said. I smiled, and taking hold of her panties, eyes on were I expected my next treat to come from said, “I’ll use these to mop my brow” and simultaneously pulled her panties straight down over her hips, and from under her bottom to mid thigh. Her blonde well trimmed pubic patch came swiftly into view, The rosy red lips of her pussy where pouting, her clitoris had come out from under its hood. “OH sister, this is so awful, he can see everything” Alison said moaning, as if, well she could possibly be, you know what?’ Alison was now easily relieved of her panties to be laying their naked. “Right” said sister “Now for her Frankie”.

Alison woke up at the mention of a Frankie, there was a delay in Alison’s reaction enough that sister had grabbed one ankle and the auxiliary the other. The students pulled her arms out to the side as sister and Aux pulled her legs wide apart. I thought they where going to lift her as they normally did but no they just contented themselves with puling her spread-eagled on the floor. “Alison screamed, and screamed again. They just held her there like that. Everything was on show. Her breasts wobbled. Her pussy was glistening. I was very hard and really feeling guilty and sorry for her. Then at the same time I wondered what it would be like making love to such an athletic, smooth, and young firm body. “Tell us when you’ve had enough Frank and we can get on with her streak” sister said. That gave me a terrible dilemma; I was torn between wanting to feast upon her and wondering about the streak. I could tell that she wasn’t keen on the streak and so I felt in someway to be responsible for her fate, and therefore wanted to delay her fate. “I’ve seen enough for now,” I said then feeling a blush when I realised what I’d said. For now, for I was going to see much more I felt shortly.

“Okay let her up” sister said. They all let go of Alison and she curled herself up into a ball. She’d turned away from me to reveal her naked bum. It was tort with her knees up and back arched. The rose bud anus could clearly be seen. I looked away briefly thinking that perhaps she hadn’t intended that. Her temporary sanctuary didn’t last long as the student nurses pulled her up off the floor by her arms. This once more revealed to me her breasts, which once more reacted to the exertion, and her pubic patch and pussy lips. She tried to twist free which showed that her petite and firm bottom was capable of unintentional movement, which delighted me. I particularly noticed that her nipples had turned more ruby red than rose with her obvious excitement at being nude. She was not looking away but right at me wanting to see my reaction to her state. She was looking in completely the wrong place.

“Here” said sister reacting out to the SEN with the towel in her hand. The younger SEN took it; it fell open of its own accord. It was a smallish bath towel. The SEN wrapped it around her body but it caused her a problem. It just to say covered her breasts and the upper half of her public patch. She adjusted it but now it covered her patch but had to be held awkwardly to cover the lower portion of her breasts, the upper portion being bunched to the middle on display. “You can’t make me like this, its not decent” Alison said. They all laughed that of course being the point.

“Please sister I can’t go down the ward like this” Alison said. “Your very right?” sister said. “Please sister, we’ve never allowed such things! A patient might see” Alison said trying desperately to make the towel grow. She was now crunched slightly and lifting and lightly crossing her legs to conceal all. She had achieved her goal but at the expense of looking decidedly very sexy, and turning me very much on. “Well you streaked on the obs ward, didn’t you” sister said. “Never inside… NO, No way, you can’t…. We’re on the first floor,” Alison said feeling quite triumphant that she had found away out. Sister just nodded slowly. Alison shook her head even slower. “But it’s dark” Alison said trying now to desperately find something to bring this ordeal to an end. “You did it twice didn’t you” sister said. Alison just nodded. “What if anything were you wearing?” sister asked. Alison looked at me and now seemed uncomfortable, “Bikini, and a baby doll nighty” Alison said. Aux and the students laughed. I imaging the younger SEN dressed in a bikini then a nighty, sister standing close to her was mentally undressed as well into the bikini I’d saw her in some months ago. “Please, I can’t not like this, not by myself” Alison pleaded. Sister smiled, sensing victory, “Of course not Ally, what do you take me for uncaring. The students here will go with you while we check on the patients. All that screaming might have unsettled a few of them” sister said. The students backed this up by taking hold of Alison at the elbows and gently nudged her towards the fire escape just dressed in the towel. At the escape Ally looked back at me, then at sister. Sister just shooed her away with both hands. The students hit the crash bar and the fire door opened. The cold December air gushed in. Ally flinched with the cold tried to back away but was pushed unceremoniously through the door. She squealed. At the time I thought it was because of the cold but later I found out it was because of the fact that the towel had come loose and was flapping in the breeze, she was stood naked on the fire escape. She realised to late that screaming wasn’t the best option.

“Come on with me” sister said and turned away to walk up the ward. I followed along behind. We left the ward and walked to the pharmacy stairs then down to the lower floor. I first thought that we where walking to some point were we could see poor Alison streaking. I had this image of her desperately fighting to keep the towel on, and keep it covering what it could. Sister instead turned into the gynaecological ward. The sister warmly greeted her, “Ah sister, staff will get you the chair”. The staff nurse moved off to the nurse’s station and returned with a key. “Frank will help you” sister said. I went with the staff nurse to the ballroom as we called it. It was once a theatre but being in an old Victorian red brick building was now of no use. It stood basically empty, devoid of purpose other than to store large bits of equipment occasionally used.

Staff opened the door and put on the light. She walked towards a most odd looking contraption. I will try my best to explain it to you. Imaging a rectangular cubed box made of square steel bars. Each corner had a caster attached to it which allowed the torture table as I found out it was called colloquially to be easily moved. Each caster had a foot pedal brake that prevented it from moving when desired. Attached to the two bars that ran across the top of the metal bar box was a black leather covered thickly padded cushion. Then there was an equally thickly padded black leather backrest. It had a steel bar that kept it propped up. This bar could be moved allowing this cushion to be laid flat with the other one making a table. At what was obviously the foot end the metal box extended past the end of the cushion. There were two squares formed by metal one in each corner. In theses squares was a flat piece of shinny metal which flapped on a centrally located bar. It had a backstop plate. These where meant to take the feet of the person sitting in the chair. There were also two steel tubes to either side of the square with screws protruding. These could be used to take metal bars to hang equipment on, or for a full set of stirrups. Has staff nurse wheeled it out I noticed that the head end of the table was similarly configured. There was also a tube in the centre that could take a bar as well. Staff pushed it into the corridor and I took over the pushing of the table. Sister appeared and looking at her fob said, “Come on Frank I want this in place when Ally gets there”.

We pushed the gynaecological chair back up to our ward via the lift. We took it down to the top ward and into the sluice. Unlike the bottom sluice this sluice had an emergency exit that led out onto a fire escape. Also its doors did not exit onto the ward directly but onto the lower day room and linen closet. Also unlike the bottom sluice it had a shower room and then a walled bathroom with a door rather than a curtain. Sister had me set up the chair in the shower room. I stood with the young auxiliary chatting watching the emergency exit door whilst sister was busy back to us preparing something.

Jane the auxiliary was saying that she would die if she’d had to run around outside half naked. I asked jokingly, “Of cold or embarrassment?” Jane laughed, “I hadn’t thought of how cold it was out there” she said with an involuntary shiver as she thought about it. We speculated on which way around they were bringing poor Alison. The quick way was to go left at the bottom of the fire escape stairs out of the other day room. This would take them immediately down the short end of the building that contained our ward on the first floor and the labour ward below. The labour ward would be fully lit and even at this time of night would have plenty of dads to be and other female members around. Although curtains would be closed there was a very good chance of being seen, many a nurse was over the years. At the end of the building you turned to the left again and now psychiatry faced you. Often patients and relatives would be at the windows smoking. The blackness and dimness of the light would probably conceal you. You then would turn left again parallel with the drive and more or less come up to the front door and then climb the fire escape to the sluice door. We guest that they most have chosen the other way since she’d have arrived by now we thought.

There were two other ways. Both meant turning right at the bottom of the fire escape. Both involved walking along the long side of the ward to the rear doors used by staff to come and go. You could at this point re-enter the building come along the main corridor then out of the front door and up the fire escape. This would have meant bumping into myself and sister so I thought this was very unlikely and once more I felt she would have been back by now. The other route was to continue on past the rear doors around the hub made by outpatients and then wind your way up the long side of obstetrics, around its short end, then back down its long end on the other side. You’d then have to negotiate the back of the nurses changing rooms, shower room, plant room, and gas storage yards. Very dark unless one of the porters was around to switch on the spotlights, perhaps not! You’d then go up the long side of gynaecology around its short end and down the other side of its long end. Here you could once more re-enter the building come along the corridor and up to the front door then out across the drive to the bottom of the fire exit. A long trek made longer by the poor lighting but perhaps running the risk of bumping into sister or myself. No I reason that she’d have been made to carry on past this door up the long side of day surgery then around its short end and down its other long side, around the old theatre suite (ball room) and then up surgery’s long side around its short end down the far side which was over looked by the nursing school and nurses residences around the new theatre suite and the pathology block before terror of terror turning to come along the front of the building.

You have to go down the other surgical wards long side around its short end, which would have you on show to any vehicle coming up the main drive or exiting the visitor’s car park. You’d have to then come along its other long side to the administration block and nurses dinning room and common rooms. You’d then turn down the other gynaecological ward and over spill day ward before rounding its end to be once more fully on show to traffic. You’d then disappear back into the darkness to have to wonder through the kitchen yard. There was bound to be porters and staff still around at this time of night preparing the kitchens ready for breakfast.

There was just then the sound of feet on the metal stairs two pairs of shoed feet. It wasn’t until they reached the very top that you could hear the sound of bare feet pitter-patter. The sound of the girls giggling at the top was interrupted by one of the students banging on the door rather loudly and calling out, “Let us in its freezing”. If they where cold fully dressed I was concerned for Alison’s wellbeing. Sister signalled to the auxiliary to push open the door. Has she moved to do so Alison’s voice cried out? It was an indistinguishable sound of anguish. “Sorry Ally sister’s orders” one of the students said. The auxiliary pushed the bar and pushed open the fire door. The light flooded out. I was positioned to the side so couldn’t see what Aux and sister could see but it shocked aux and amused sister. Alison was pushed into the sluice, naked. She was trying her best to cover her breasts and pubic area. The students followed her in, the taller one holding the recently removed towel. The door was closed behind them removing the chill from the room.

The SEN stood there. How can I do justice to the sight before me. Her cream white skin was now near porcelain white with the cold. Little blue veins could be faintly seen running crisscross over her body. Her cheeks were much rosier, along with her nose tip and earlobes. Her feet must have been dumb blocks of ice. I felt that this was more punishment than fun, quite cruel. Now in the warmth she was drawing breath deeply, I remembered that pained expression from the shipyards. Often some one would fall into the river and have to be pulled out. If you brought them into a too warm room immediately they would seize up in pain. Their muscles would scream out and their skin would burn as if acid had been poured on it. I knew it was this cruel torture that was now engulfing the hapless SEN.

“Hands on head nurse let Frank here have a good look” sister said. Alison had really opened her eyes until that point. The bright lights of the sluice had blinded her after the darkness. She now turned and looked at me. Then a strange thing took place. She turned to face me full on. She slowly with some pain because her muscles were cramped with the cold, raised her arms onto her head and showed me just how devastating the cold had been. Her nipples were red sore and shrivelled, but now responded causing her pain. Her pussy was dry, chapped inside thighs, but once more responding. I was surprised that after this treatment she could be turned on. But she clearly was. “Turn slowly” sister said, then after a short pause and the beginning of Alison’s turn, “Remember Frank’s a bum man. Aren’t you Frank”?

I did not reply as Alison slowly turned around and revealed her rosy pink bum cheeks. The cold had made its mark their too. Light blue veins crisscrossed it. Alison slowly completed her turns. “Well I’d bet you’d like a warm shower’ sister said. “You bet… I… I would” Alison said with a cold chatter in her voice. Sister instructed the two students to take her to the shower room. Aux walked behind them and I behind Aux. “NO!” Alison screamed as she was turned into the shower room. She had obviously seen the torture table. She tried to pull away from the students but they had tight hold of her and the cold, with sudden re-heat had sapped her muscles ability to fight.

“Sister no please, I’ve done a OBS. Just let Frank bath me and be done, please!” Alison pleaded out of my sight in the shower room. I heard as I approached the sound of a body being bumped up against the table and then the sound of skin being drag across leather. The Aux had entered just a head of me and was now assisting with Alison’s restraint. Alison was trying to struggle forwards down the table to my amusement and delight. The action of her legs opening and closing was giving me some very interesting views of her pussy which I was sure if she had know about she’d stop her struggling. The Aux was trying to tie her left wrist to the table at the bar where the table hinged to make a chair. “Well what a show Frank” sister said entering the shower room carrying a tray. The sight of the tray gave Alison a second wind as she tried harder to escape. I was beginning to think that what was about to befall Alison was something she truly wanted to avoid. Sister but the tray down and walked around the head of the table and began to secure Alison’s other wrist. This was made much easier than the Aux’s efforts because the Aux had nearly accomplished her task and Alison’s concentration was now split. Soon she was firmly fastened to the table in a sitting position her firm breasts just wobbling like little jellies. Her nipples were once more erect. The cold had ensured that they had an extra pinkness. The students now moved to Alison’s ankles she began to struggle again as they attempted to place them in the foot wells. Sister and Aux assisted and after a fight had managed to secure her right leg in place. Unfortunately whilst this struggle was going on sister was in my line of sight so it wasn’t until she moved to concentrate on securing the left leg that I got my first really good look at Alison’s chilled pussy? It was showing signs of arousal and warming. The Aux now moved around to help sister securer the left leg, unlike sister she didn’t lean over the table, so I was treated to a unconcealed view of Alison’s pussy and pubic hair. Once she was secured sister turned away and walked to where she’d put the tray down and picked it up. She came back to the table and stood at the side holding the tray clearly in Alison’s view.

Alison looked down at the tray in terror the small jug of boiling water, the bristle hair brush, the surgically sharp razor, the bowl of warm water, the dish with soap, and the little cloth. We used special soap with patients, but not when nurses were being shaved. We used large cleaning block soap. This caused the shaved area to be irritated for days. It made wearing underwear and the like very uncomfortable. “NO! Please sister no. Not in front of Frank. We only ever let porters see on leaving duo’s” Alison said. “Frank is one of us, he’s seen plenty of patients shaved so why not you” sister said. “I’ll make you pay for this!” Alison said. “No doubt you will” sister said. “Well get it over with so I can have my bath and go” Alison said. I was forgetting that we’d not even got to our wards tradition let.

“Certainly! Frank here you are?” sister said passing the tray over to the end of the table where I was stood looking or more feasting on the naked body in front of me. I’d seen it so naked for so long now that I’d rather well stopped feeling any guilt at looking. I was just intrigued by its warming effect. The subtle changes in colour as it warmed. I was shaken from my slumberous indifference as the tray was turned to me. I suddenly was quite shaky at the thought that sister wanted me to shave my colleague. I was sure now the screams of rape would start. “NO! NO! Sister we never ever let porters shave us, never” Alison protested. “Please girls” looking around at the students and Aux for support. “Sister only nurses are allowed to shave we never let doctors or porters do it” the younger student said. “That’s right. Only nurses can shave a nurse” sister said. Alison cottoned on quicker than the others, “Oh, no, sister no. PLEASE! No!” Alison said. The others looked at sister. “Auxiliary Nurse Whitaker. Do your duty please” sister said forcing the tray against my stomach and making me instinctively take hold of it. “I hope you’ve got bloody warm hands Frank Whitaker” Alison said. “Don’t worry Ally, at least you know he’s more experienced than any of us’ sister said running her palms down my cheeks.

“Right Frank. Start my dipping the cloth in the bowl and washing the area with warm water” sister said. I did as requested and dipped the cloth in the warm water. Alison never once took her eyes of my hand and watched its approach to her body. She looked at sister, I think, expecting that it would now be brought to an end and she’d be saved rather than shaved. But know I made contact with her body at her clitoris, this was not intentional, it was that that bit seemed more prominent. Alison withered at the touch, a mix of warmth against still chilled skin, and the knowledge that it was a male hand guiding the cloth. I gently thoroughly washed the area watching Alison close her eyes and drift off somewhere in pleasure.

“Right Frank, dip the brush in the boiling water and the run it around the bar of soap” sister said. I took the brush and dipped it. I then lathered the soap well knowing the need to lubricate the skin well to have an irritation free shave. I touched Alison’s clitoris with the tip and she bucked. Sister smiled at me. “Don’t worry Frank, she’s going to wank on this for weeks” the Aux and students gasped at sisters comment, Alison open her eyes and looked painfully at me, not physical pain but psychological pain. I could tell what was on her mind now that sister had completely stripped her. “Would I respect her”? How could I not respect this beautiful woman? I felt strangely that this performance was for my benefit, not just hers, that she was showing me everything, no, that she was offering me everything and I was finding it strangely hard to resist the temptation growing in my trousers. I finished coating her pubic hair and pussy with soap. I reached for the razor.

“Be gentle Frank a woman’s’ parts are more sensitive than your face” sister said. I placed my hand above Alison’s pubic hair and pulled her abdomen taught. Alison whimpered a little, opened her eyes and looked at me. She smiled and said to laughter, “Et, Tu Frankie” “Sorry love, duty is duty,” I said. “Well I’m sorry it’s such an unpleasant one for you” Alison said with the other four in tears with laughter. “Just wait until you turn 18 in January you’ll be minus yours” the comment was aimed at the young auxiliary nurse. Who looked at me uncomfortably and blushed. I wondered?

My first stroke went straight down the middle to the tip of her pussy. The blonde hair was thin and light so posed no obstacle to the blade. The slight bristle scraping noise was the only protested. I now moved to the left side and removed another razor width track to where the angle of the leg made the gap between the tender lips and legs to small for the razor. Alison voluntarily moved her legs further open. She looked up at the student nurses, “Well he’s seen all of it now, and seems hardly worth the effort”. I finished the stroke to the bottom. Then I removed the small remain strip of hair on her abdomen to the left. I then re-soaked the razor in the boiling water to release the trapped hairs and soap. I now re-tensioned her abdomen with my hand and shaved the right of the midline. Once more with Aux pulling on one knee and sister the other they parted her legs. I completed the next strip and was looking now at a completely shaved pubic area. Sister said, “Trim the lose stuff at the bottom, it’s a killer if you leave that on” Alison shifted her bottom so that I could tidy up the lower part of her pussy hair to be fully shorn.

“Well what do you think then Frankie. Would you like to be let lose on Jane’s pubes” sister said. I blushed being once more uncomfortable with her boldness. “Or perhaps mine” she said. I was very uncomfortable at that comment. “Well what’s next?” sister said.

“Please sister I’m cold, and humiliated enough, not meds, please” Alison said. “Well Frank should we let her off now and give her, her bath or do meds on her. You know what meds is don’t you?” sister said moving from looking at the younger SEN to me as she spoke. “I think we should just bath her,” I said feeling that Alison had suffered enough. “Okay, I’ll let her off for you Frank because you’re such a nice guy. But first Frank what is meds tradition?” sister said. I was now feeling a little embarrassed again and somewhat guilty. I felt that having to say it in front of this poor shaved naked nurse would be as if she’d had it done to her. “They…well…they…either give them enemas or catheterise them” I said. “Then what Frank?” Sister asked. “I…well...that is…they spank them” I said. “Mostly Frank they just spank them naked, in the bath or over a bed. But yes Frank sometimes they get there bums washed out and there bladders emptied” sister said. “Shall we untie her now sister” the student asked. “Yes, you go and top the bath up” sister said to one then to the other.

They untied Alison and she was helped to straighten her legs. Sister told her that if she tried to cover anything that she’d get the meds, then looking at me winked. Alison was helped off the table and walked without any restraint into the bathroom. She was moving to get in when sister said ‘just a minute’. I was instructed to get my apron on and prepare to wash Alison. Alison was stood just inside the door completely naked uncovered. Her breasts had now warmed and where all more pink than white, her shaven pubes had a whiteness from not being exposed to the air in a while. “Right Frankie her in” sister said. The students grabbed Alison’s arms and Aux and sister went for ankles. His took Alison by surprise. “NO! NO! Sister, hasn’t he seen me enough” Alison called out as she was unceremoniously lifted off the floor and walked over the bath then lowered in.

“Okay Frank give her a good scrub she’s been wanting this for weeks” sister said. I plunged the sponge down in to the water that to me was just warm rather than hot. Alison looked and smiled. She shook her head then smiled again as she lay back against the back of the bath giving me full access to her naked breasts. “Give her cute little tities a good wash then Frank” sister said. I lathered the sponge and made contact with her breasts. She arched her back thrusting her chest forward to meet me. She then settled back now and without any reluctance she let me wash her body fully. I first completed her breasts then her abdomen. She then sat forward and let me wash her back. The girls now began to sing “Happy Birthday” and Aux brought in the cake with candles. I was now happily washing between her legs having started at her feet. “Turn over so Frank can do your bum then we’ll have the cake” sister said. Alison turned over onto all fours and present her lovely pink bottom, I was tempted the stirring in my trousers remembering sister’s earlier comments about what happens on medical wards. I washed her bottom and back again, then once more between her legs causing her to be a little more expressive. Once I was done she turned back over and we ate the birthday cake in silence. Alison just sat there naked. No attempt to cover. No look of anguish at being naked in front of me like with Aux, or the older SEN or senior staff, or staff or sister come to that. “Right” said sister, “Let’s check on the patients before night shift arrives.” I stood to go, “Not you Frank, you two love birds get yourselves sorted out”. I looked at Alison wondering what she had said to cause sister to use that expression. She looked away shyly. The others drifted off leaving the younger SEN alone with me.

“What did sister mean?” I asked. Alison blushed. “I don’t know?” she said. Blushing once more. I smiled at her. “You do still respect me don’t you Frank” she asked with a worry that the answer might be not what she hoped for. “YES!” was all that I could manage. Now alone with her again I felt unsure of myself, I felt unsure of her intentions towards me. “Frank will you get me a towel please?” she asked. “Sure” I said being grateful that I’d been dismissed from her company if only temporarily. I returned with the towel. “I’ll put it here” I said walking over to the chair. I heard her move in the water. When I turned she was sitting on the back of the bath looking down at her shaven pussy. She looked up at me, “I think you’ll be getting the honours much more often” Alison said, causing me to really blush, I moved to leave but she caught my arm and stopped me. “Don’t go (then spreading her legs once more so I could see everything) please stay and help me dry” it was said with such pathos I couldn’t refuse. I turned back for the towel and I heard the little rustling of the water as she stood, I turned back to see her stood nakedly on display. She turned slowly so her bottom was towards me and looked over her shoulders as I approached to cover her with the towel. She smiled. “Help me out Frank and dry me with your strong hands, you don’t have to be so gentle but don’t bruise me” she said. How could I be anything but gentle? I dried her back then her front then down her legs. She placed her left foot on my shoulder as I knelt and I saw such a sight that I’d swear I’d gone to heaven. I’d never ever seen my wife like that she’d be mortified. I finished drying Alison and we just stood there looking at each other. She leaned forward and kissed me. Full on kiss not just a peck, I responded then thought what I was doing and pulled back. She smiled a wicked smile of accomplishment then put her hands on her hips and tilted her head. “Are you going to keep a girl naked here all night or go and get my clothes from the day room” she said. “Oh” was all I could pathetically manage. “I’ll…yes” and turned to retrieve her clothes.

On my return she was in the sluice still completely naked, that is she’d chosen not to cover with her hands and arms or the various potential items for cover in the sluice. “Well then, don’t just stand there pass me my panties” she said. I took the pale blue panties and handed them to her. “No Frank pretend I’m a patient, dress me” she said. I knelt and spread open her panties. She stepped forward then into them one leg at a time. I looked up at her nakedness then slowly pulled the panties into place. She turned and I turned back to the pile of clothes I placed on the counter and picked up her bra I placed it in front of her and she slipped her arms in, then I pulled it up over her breasts and I fasten it. She now pulled out a low stool and sat down. “Pass me my tights please. I’ll put them on myself; you men are useless at putting nylons on. Much better at ripping them off” she said. I stood and watched as she slowly put her toes into the rucked up nylon and then pulled it over her feet, then slowly up her legs until in covered her panties. “There shows nearly over pass me my dress and put my shoes on the floor” she said. I did as asked and she took and stepped into the dress and shoes at the same time then turned around for me to pull up the zip. She was now nearly a nurse again. The belt and cap completed the transformation. She pecked me gently on the cheek and said. “Don’t wait to long Frank” and walked off leaving me there in the sluice.

The Ship Builder's Tale : (The Young Auxilary) by Geogre

Sister kept her word. I wasn’t sure if she’d go through with it on Boxing Day. But as soon as she came on ward at midday she took me to the side, in her office and asked what proof I needed. I thought about it and said, “Well I guess that you’ll have to prove your not wearing anything beneath that dress” I said. Sister smiled and said, “Where, not here please”. I thought for a moment and said. “In the bottom linen cupboard”. We walked out of the office and down to the linen cupboard. The patients greeting her as we walked past. I thought how surreal that was. Here she was going to strip, and yet acting as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. We entered the cupboard and sister reached for her belt and undid the four button clasps. She removed her belt and placed it over the laundry skip. She turned to me and smiled. “Do I lift or strip” She said. At that the older staff nurse appeared at the door. “She should strip?” she said. I nodded approval. Sister scowled at staff and then reached behind her back and pulled down the zip. She slipped the dress off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. I’d seen her like this before in the locker room thanking me for my kindness. The dress around her ankles, the black nylon self-support stockings. The normal black bush missing and signs of recent indulgence. She dressed when I turn away to savour the moment.

I was off between Christmas and New Year. I’d arranged to meet Alison. I sat in our usual café watching the rain drizzle down the large window pane. I saw a rather wet Alison dashing towards the café, trying to avoid the puddles, and dodging the drops. She hurried across the road avoiding the cars to busy to care about splashing people. The old fashioned bell above the door of the café rang as she clicked open the slightly stuck door. She dripped her way over to my booth, shook off the excess water then removed her raincoat and hung it on the stand at the end of the booths. She sat on the long bench seat opposite me.

“Hi, its really gross out there” she said.

“Yeah, great weather for ducks” I said.

The young waitress came over and Alison ordered a mocha.

We chatted about everything except what Alison knew I wanted to talk about. Silence eventually fell after the second cup of coffee. I smiled and she smiled back.

“Who’s idea was it?” I asked.

Alison smiled. “It was a collective idea” Alison said being deliberately vague and evasive.

“Yeah sure..(I said leaning over and beginning to whisper)..sister collectively had the idea to strip herself and have you shave her” I said. Alison chuckled.

“Sister suggested we all strip to our underwear as a Christmas box for you” she said.

“So how did you get from that to, three nurses baring gifts” I said making a pun on the Christmas story.

“Well sister was behind all this malarkey, so we thought she needed a lesson” Alison said.

“Ummm, and the two staff nurses?” I said.

“Collateral damage or senior sisterly solidarity or willingness. Take your pick” Alison said.

“So..(leaning over again and speaking quietly)..where were they stripped and how come the two student nurses. I thought we never involved nurses off other wards” I said.

“Well we needed the extra help” Alison said. I looked, “Then Lou and Tracy weren’t willing then” I said.

“Well, whilst they thought, like sister, that it was the undies deal, they where” Alison said.

I looked puzzled. “We sent them to the doctors duty room. The idea was that we where all going to strip there then come onto the ward and for a dare call out to you from the edge of the ward.” Alison said.

“Oh” was all I could manage.

Silence fell and Alison moved around and closer to me. “When we entered they knew their gooses where cooked. It didn’t take long to strip them naked” Alison said, “They’d done the difficult bit for us.” I looked puzzled then answered my own question I realised of course they where already in knickers and bra.

“But shave, enema and where was staff put?” I asked.

“Oh they didn’t mind that, it was the being stripped and Frankied for the students which freaked them” Alison said. And would say no more on that particular point despite being pressed.

“So where was staff put?” I asked. “Well she was put back in the doctors lounge”. Alison said, “They all three hated that bit the worse”. I looked again. “Being brought naked along the corridor, we’ll have to try that out with Jayne”. Alison said.

That caused me to change the subject. “Yes, what are you planning with her, she is really wound up about it but won’t say” I said. “You’ll just have to wait and see”, Alison said.

The young auxiliary’s birthday came and went. I felt disappointed. Jayne felt relieved and said as much to me. It was a week later a Sunday that lighting struck the younger auxiliary. The day had been quiet. The staff nurses had been on duty, in the morning with Hattie, Jayne. I had come on duty, in the afternoon with Vicky and two student nurses.

Vicky came to me just before the morning shift was going off and said that Mr. Parks would like a bath. Mr. Parks often had a bath on a Sunday afternoon, so I was not in the least bit suspicious. I got Mr. Parks ready then went and ran a bath. I just turned the tap off when a commotion came through the door. I could hear Jayne pleading for mercy in a muffled tone but knew these pleas where in vain. She appeared at the opening into the bath area. She was still fully dressed but hooded. I was a little disappoint but realised that unless they’d stripped her in the linen cupboard and brought her straight down the little corridor she’d have been seen naked by every male patient on the ward.

She was held by Hattie and Vicky. This wasn’t the cause of my surprised look, sister, who was supposed to be away appeared behind this trio in civilians. “Right Frank get her shoes, tights and knicks off if she’s got any on” sister said. “No please sister no, one of you please”, Jayne begged for real I was sure. “No that won’t be humiliating for you but this will. Frank strip her..(a pause for terror affect)..of her shoes, tights and cute little panties”. Jayne gasped.

I was apprehensive. Jayne was young and in many ways still virginal and innocent. I couldn’t do what sister asked. It would be wrong but oh how my heart ached for the feel of her panties in my hand. I found myself floating over to the stricken girl. I slipped my hands around the back of her left shoe and pulled it off. It was now that she realised she was being stripped and started to writhe and try to push me of balance with her legs. “Enough of that or I’ll make you wish you’d took us up on your birthday offer”. Jayne stopped, whatever that meant, it took the fight out of her. I was now able to get the other shoe off. I slipped my hands up under her dress. Jayne breathed in sharply then out slowly, “Please Frank” was all she could say. I pulled the nylons down being careful not to dislodge her panties. Once the nylons where off I ran my hands up her bare legs she arched and pulled back but did not try to obstruct me. I felt my way past her hip and took hold of her panties. I looked at sister. “Strip her Frank” sister said and with that I pulled in one long motion her panties down to her ankles. “Get them off her” sister said. I untangled them from around her ankles. Jayne was just stood there like a rag doll the fight gone from her. “Right Frank pull her dress up to her waist” sister said. This command rejuvenated the young auxiliary and she tried to stop the inevitable. I slowly raised the dress until it was at waist height. Her fair pubic hair had been in my view for five seconds by the time the dress was where sister had requested it.

“Have a good look Frank. Next time you see that it will have had time to re-grown” sister said. With that Vicky and Hattie dragged the poor helpless auxiliary off to who knows where. Were whatever diabolic fate awaited her beside the shave that would be forced upon her. “You can give Mr. Parks his bath now” sister said and left.

I did as sister had instructed. I was just about to go for help to get Mr. Parks out when sister appeared outside of the curtain and called me out. She had in her hand the young nurses dress and bra. Wherever she was she was naked. Sister helped me with Mr. Parks and then left once again. I dressed Mr. Parks and then took him back to this bedside and wondered what to do next.

The nurses station was replete with nurses. I expected them to be off somewhere torturing the poor hapless young auxiliary. I had a good few questions but they would have to wait. “Sister wants you” Vicky said. I moved off to sister’s office where she sat behind her desk. “Hi Frank would you and the others organise getting the upper ward into the day room for tea then go and get Hattie she’s in the doctors lounge” sister said. I acknowledged understanding and went back to the nurses station and rounded up some help to move the upper ward into their day room. We often did this on a Sunday for afternoon tea. We moved the patients but no one gave anything away. They just smiled at my questions. Where was Jayne? The task done the day room doors where pulled too. Now that was strange. I knew something was definitely a foot.

I left the ward to join the main upper corridor and walked along about 40 feet to the doctors lounge. Hattie was stood outside the door open. “Sister said to fetch you” I said still some twenty feet away. “Yes, give me a hand with this would you” she said and disappeared back into the doctors lounge. I approached and looked in the door being wide open. Jayne was laid on the sofa turned into the back. She was in the foetal position. Trying best to conceal everything. Well except her cute little bottom. I Smiled. “Cute tushy Jayne” I said. “Fuck” was her reply.

“We have to take her to the upper sluice like this” Hattie said. “No you can’t the patients…. “Will get to see everything my dear” Hattie said taunting the poor girl. “But first lets get her over so you can her a good view” Hattie said reaching to pull Jayne over onto her back. The ward doors swung and foot steps could be heard coming along the corridor. The two student nurses appeared at the door. “Sister sent us” the taller one said. Both bog eyed at the sight of the very naked auxiliary.

“I’ll deal with the arms you two get the legs. Its Frankie time” Hattie said. Jayne tried now to push herself through the back of the sofa. When this tactic was clearly not working she tried to increase her mass weight by holding herself ridged. This just delayed the unfurling of her naked body by a few seconds. She was now changing tactics again to wild flaying of arms and legs but it was to late the three other nurses had gotten a good hold. She was stretched out then lifted off and clear of the sofa. “Swing around” Hattie said to the two students holding an ankle each. The students turned so that Jayne was no longer side ways on to me put feet towards me. I waited for what I knew was coming. I had already seen that her pubic hair had gone. Her pink lips quite swollen stuck out. Her firm young breasts small put nice had filled with excitement. Her rose bud nipples where like glazed cherries on a coconut mountain. “Okay Frankie time, pull her legs apart” Hattie said. The two students hesitated for a moment then the smaller one said, “You can’t really mean to…” Hattie just nodded. The students looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, then the taller one said, “She deserves this for what she did to me as a cadet”. They pulled Jayne’s legs apart. A red wave flushed up then down the young axillary’s body. “Please Frank, don’t look” she begged. To late love, I thought, she was gorgeous. Her wet glistening vagina was just like a Sunday afternoon tea time treat edible and really bad for you. I looked and gazed at the full sight before me. Her complete nakedness now on offer. The giggling and writhing was making the entertainment much more rewarding and fascinating.

“I need to put her down now she’s heavy” Hattie said with that she was unceremoniously dumped. Jayne took that brief fraction of a second to try and make a run for it but where exactly was a very naked nurse to go that was beyond me. She was half up off the floor and rather like a ape moving towards the door. Hattie turned and within three steps had caught up to the rising body of Jayne. “Here let me help you” Hattie said. She took Jayne’s arm and pulled her up but back away from the door. “Right Frank you grab her other arm’ Hattie said. I came forward and took her arm. “Sister wants her uncovered for the walk”. Jayne was once more reluctant. Moments earlier she was heading naked for the door to escape now she was digging her heals in. This was to no avail I was strong enough by myself to over come her resistance with Hattie she was just a rag doll. Out of the doctors lounge we turned up the corridor. I bet that was the longest 40 foot of her life. She kept looking over her shoulders as noises drifted up from other wards. Fearing any moment to be discovered like that by doctors, porters, or trades men. Unlikely on as Sunday well for doctors and trades man. As she was marched to the ward doors she began to beg frantically. “Please you can’t not patients, you can’t I’ll never be able to work again”.

We pushed her through the doors of the ward and took the short ten foot journey to turn into the upper ward. She nearly convulsed as we turned the corner and she expected the worse to be relieved that the ward was empty apart from the rest of the gang. We dragged her now very animated again to the sluice and whatever was coming her way.

In the sluice sister guided us into the bathroom area that joined it. I noticed instantly that the bath was empty. Jayne had also noticed it. The empty bath filled her with more terror than a full one. I couldn’t think why. “Ni please sister, I’ll do it, I’ll do it’ Jayne begged. Do what I didn’t know. “To late you had your chance on your birthday” sister said. Vicky came and took Jayne’s arm from me. “Oh no sister not Frank, he can watch but nor Frank” she looked at me for support then around the sea of faces. “You bitches all of you” she said. “Well girls” sister said and Lou and Tracy disappeared into the sluice to return with two buckets. One full of soapy water, with steam coming from it and the other clear water with steam raising. Jayne had been lucky, they’d warmed the water. The Sluices and bathroom areas next to them where not heat like the proper bathrooms. So the effect of the chill followed by hot water was going to be and interesting experiment.

“Okay Frank give her a really good wash” sister said. Jayne looked dejected and became more so as Hattie and Vicky spread out holding her wrists so she was in effect crucified. All her charms where available to my tender mercies or diabolical sponge.

“Do you know how to do a head to toe Frank” sister asked. “NO, no, not that, just a wash please” Jayne begged and tried to pull clear of her captors. I nodded. Sister smiled, “Well give these two students a demo then”.

I took the sponge and with it dripping squeezed it out over the young auxiliary’s head. I repeated it with another sponge. I’d felt the bar of soap in the water when I filled the sponge for the second dowsing. I picked it up and lathered it the applied it to the nurses long fair hair. The hair grips had been removed earlier. I lathered her hair and rubbed it well in. She coughed and spluttered as soapy water hit her mouth. She complained of soap in her eyes but that was not my concern. I thoroughly washed her hair and then her face. She looked like a white candy floss covered in sand. I now reached for the other sponge in the clear water and dowsed the young nurse three or four times to rinse out all the soap I could but she’d have to shower later herself to do a complete job.

I now turn my attention to her body. She looked at me pleadingly. “No Frank, no please, I know you have to but please no” you know she nearly melted my heart but sisters heart was not for melting. “That will teach you to come up with alternative Christmas presences”, sister said. I looked but nothing further was said. Had Jayne been behind the Christmas incident. Or was this a comment about something else.

I started with her arms. At the wrist and worked in to her shoulders and neck. First the left then the right side. She struggled and struggled to be free calling me and all the rest of us. I re-soaped the sponge and looked into her eyes and smiled. She shook her head, she knew my intended target. I now made contact with the first hot zone her left breast, she withered to my touch, and called me a sadist. I lathered it completely and then just as completely lathered the other breast Jayne was trashing wildly and sobbing in between the most peculiar purring, by the end she was purring like a kitten.

I paused to consider my master piece, Jayne knew well what was next she was slowly shaking her head and looking intently at sister hoping for salvation. I then washed her abdomen and moved down to her pubis. She twitched and tried to move her body from my touch but it was no good. Her two captors held her firmly in the crucifix position and she had no where to pull away to. “Open wide” sister said. I expected a complaint but no, Jayne just went white and started to sob. I looked at sister. “Jayne opened wide and treat me to a superb view of your womanhood” sister said.. I think Jayne responded out of surprise but she spread her legs and found some defiance. I placed the sponge between her legs and gently washed. “Wash her” sister said. “No please this is bad enough” but it was to late for the young nurse I scrubbed her womanhood and she responded a most unwilling response. This response was for her bedroom and her boyfriend not a male colleague but she could not help herself. She moaned and moaned. She tried her best to move away or pull herself free from her captors. The activity made her breasts swell and swing wonderfully, I love it when they resist. I moved away and she opened her eyes now a different pleading for my return. I washed her legs and then moved around her so I could now lather her back. I then moved down and did her bottom before pushing the sponge through to her front from behind. “Bastard” was all she said. She moaned. I washed her, her heat evident. Then a rumble in her muscles gave away her secret and she brighten. “OH that was horrible” she said. “oh don’t worry, I’m sure Franks seen a woman or two cum” older staff said.

“Right now for her soles” sister said. Vicky and Hattie started to propel her to the edge of the bath. “Jayne worked out what was coming quicker than me. “NO, not like that please, he’ll see everything” everyone laughed including me for I already had. But when they’d lowered her over the end and spread her legs she was right to complain. This was the most diabolical way to display such a young woman. Her abdomen forced over the edge of the bath legs spread meant that her womanhood opened itself to view and I could see deeply into it as I washed the soles of her feet.

“You can rinse her like that if you like” sister said. I liked very much and got the other sponge. I dowsed her copiously with the clear water the soap running off her. Her rear view was now clean and the girls pulled her up so that I could dowse her front. She stood their dripping wet but very clean. Sister passed me the towel. I knew from a conversation with Alison that the drying was the bit the girls hated. It was find if you did it yourself but very uncomfortable and not always very successful if others did it for you.

I started at the top, Jayne tried still to get free but she was exhausted so her fight came in fits and starts. Eventually she resigned herself to being done and just let me finish her. She was released and the group broke into ‘happy birthday to you’ and a cake with 18 candles was brought in. We all ate and drank juice. Jayne quite happily sitting there naked. A round of kisses and we all left. Vicky retrieved Jayne’s clothes for her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Ship Builder's Tale : (Staff's Double Bath) by George

After the young auxiliary’s ordeal my mind was in turmoil. I real didn’t know what role I was playing in the women’s games. I’d initially been a some what passive unwilling participant observer but I had now moved to a position of eager and willing participant. Also it was approaching older staffs” birthday, my birthday, and sister’s birthday all within a month or so. I was more than wondering if I was going to be subjected to some terribly humiliating ordeal. Would I be able to so casually brush off a stripping and a bath.


My mind was also in turmoil over what had happen to the young auxiliary not the part I’d participated in but what had occurred near her birthday. What had she been offer that she turned down than was willing to do at the point of no return. I’d gathered from conversations with Alison that they would offer you the choice of willingly doing something terrible or take a risk that the diabolic thing they would do to you was not so bad. I was very confused by it all and strangely wished I could be back in the shipyard which was a much simpler life. But on the other had I had a great bunch of friends and was been served up naked womanhood frequently. I felt trapped strangely.


The nurses station phone rang. It was sister she had forgotten her locker key. My services where required to “pop” her locker and release her uniform. I walked along the upper corridor wondering if she intended to keep to our service contract as she called it. Breathing hard as I walked down the stairs to the lower floor than along the bottom corridor towards the nurses changing room. A small detour to my locker first to recover the required tools.


I knocked before entering. “It’s okay Frank I’m indecent” sister said. I figured this to be a joke. I was half right. Sister was stood next to her locker in her underwear and self-supports. She was a very fine sight. The underwear was black, lacy, with lace frills. The panties where brief style. “Do you like Frank” sister said. “Yes. Very much” I replied and walked over to her. I placed the tool in the required position and popped the lock ring. This sent the lock back into the locker. The door was now free.


Sister stepped forward and took out her uniform dress and stepped in to it. I recovered the lock watching her dress and re-set the spindle. Sister finished off putting her belt and hat on whilst I waited. Now dressed she put away her civilian grab and I reset the lock in place. Not having the key meant that although I’d open the lock using the back spindle she could not lock it. “I’ll have to get a master key or something” I said. “That would be a good idea” sister said. “What is the charge”” I very nearly blurted out “Oh that’s all right I’ve seen you in your sexies” but stopped myself and from I don’t know where I saw the opportunity of double reward. “Well I believe our contract was very specific. I could have you remove any one item of clothing that you where wearing” I said. “That’s right Frank” sister said.


This strange contract had started some months ago. Sister was locked out of her locker one night coming off a late. Her key must have fell out of her pocket whilst lifting a patient. I was just leaving when she knocked on the utility door and called out my name. She asked if I had any tools to pop the lock. I said I had some in my bicycle and went to fetch them. On my return I quickly popped the lock as I had just done. Sister thanked me and I turned to go. Sister had already removed her hat and belt so was just in her dressed. “Frank (I heard the sound of melt against melt, I turned around) he’s a little thank you” and she dropped the dress to reveal a very sexy black underwear set and black self-supports.


Some weeks, well months later, she found herself locked out again. I was called off the ward to pop her lock. When I arrived she once more was very grateful and said she wanted to pay me. She asked if I would like anything in particulate and I gulped. “I think we’ll set this as the standard charge plus any in convenience” sister said. Looked puzzled then she undid her belt, took off her hat and unzipped and stepped out of her uniform dress for me. She made no attempt to cover or dress she just let me survey her body and once I’d drowned in it she reached forward kissed me and said, “Thanks Frank you’re a life saver”.


“Well Frank” sister said jolting me back to reality. “Oh strangely enough”.” I stopped myself did I dare, “Your panties” I said. “Oh Frank very naughty but you can’t see them and the rule was whatever you could see” sister said. My mind although befuddled seemed on some strange autopilot. “We’ll actually sister you being in your underwear was the standard charge and the panties are the inconvenience.” I said. “Frank you don’t mean for me to strip back out of my dress do you” sister said. “Yes and your panties” I said with Bravado feeling this would either make or break my time here. I’d either go to far and be cut out or impose a modicum of power and control over events. “I’m late Frank can I pay up later” sister said. I thought, then smiled a wicked thought had just crossed my mind. “Yes sister, tomorrow but they’ll be late payment interest” “Oh Frank you are so good when your so naughty” sister said.


For the rest of the day and all day next day until sister came on at late shift I could not think about what had happened. When I did I lost all concentration on my tasks and had a uneasy stringing down below. I was surprised that none of the girls noticed anything or perhaps they did. The Lates went off for afternoon break and the day shift prepared for home. Sister returned to the ward and looked edgy. We prepared to leave and I summoned up courage to say something. “Can I”.” “Can “I” we spoke together. “Have a word with you in private” sister said. “Sure where” I said. Sister thought for a moment, older staff nurse was all ears and I think she figured out something was going down. “The doctors” lounge” sister said reaching for the key.


We walked together to the doctors” lounge and sister opened the door and entered. The room was dimly lit by the sun through the curtains, it was a bright February day. Sister asked, “Will this light do” I thought and said “Yes.”


Now the other disturbing thoughts that I’d been having where about the interest payments. I hadn’t had sex in a while my wife and I being officially separated. I thought after imagining all sorts of possibilities this was really far to much. I didn’t want to have the supply of naked flesh turned off completely. What was the interest payment going to be.


“So what do I have to do” sister said. “Well first you must pay the standard fee” I said moving over to the desk and pulling out and turning the chair centre before sitting. Sister stepped into the middle of the lounge then looked at the door. She crossed and put the key in, turned it and turned the key so it could not be pushed out. “A lady needs privacy when she is paying her debts” sister said.


She undid her belt as she walked back to the centre of the room. She dropped it on the floor. She reached for her cap and removed the pins passing them and the hat to me. I took them and placed them on the table. Next she reached for her zip and pulled it slowly down, her eyes never left mine all the time. My eyes where busy preparing for the feast. I’d defocused to capture the full effect. The dress dropped away to the floor and sister stepped back out of it.


“What next Frank”” sister asked. I swallowed the saliva in my mouth it was suddenly very warm and sticky in that now very small room. It suddenly seemed much brighter. “The inconvenience payment please sister” I said. Sister blushed and for a moment there was a hesitation. I was later to be told by her that it was because it was the first time we’d been alone with her semi naked. Sister reached for her waistband and pushed the panties down. I’d have to say she was a great sport. She made no attempt to conceal, she just pushed them down to her knees let them drop to her ankles then kicked her way out. I think she might of thought differently about that method if she knew what it revealed to me.


“There Frank satisfied, can I dress now” she said. “Not yet there is the matter of interest for late payment” I said. “Oh Frank I was hoping you’d let me off” she said all coyly like Marilyn. I shook my head and thought well here it goes. “I want you to put your hands on your head and twirl, really slow until I say stop” I said.


“Oh Frank you are so naughty” sister said placing her hands on her head and starting to twirl real slow. Of course it was to see her bottom that I had on the spur of the moment thought of this. She slowly turned stopping momentarily every time her bottom was directly towards me. I let her turn three or four times. Not only was there her bottom to feast on but her pubic hair had recovered from the Christmas gift. Her long shapely black nylon glad legs also caused me to stir. It was difficult to know what to feast on or when I had enough. About turn six with her bottom to me I said, “Stop”. She came to a halt and I stared and ate for some 30 to 40 seconds before saying, “Thank you Sister”. She looked over her shoulder at me. “Have I paid may I dress now” she said. “Yes” I said. She turned bush to me and reached down for her panties. Black lace with red little knots dotted about they matched her bra. She stepped into her panties and pulled them up. Stopping briefly allowing me a wondrous vision. She then reached down for her dress and stepped in pulled it up and turned. “Would you?" she said. I stood and stepped over to her and pulled up her zip. “Thank you Frank” she said. She reached for her belt and put it on then stepped up to the table and took her hat and fastened it with her pins. She turned I was still stood there watching her. She stepped up to me and reaching up on tip toes gave me a peck on the cheeky and hurried to the door unlocked it and looked back. I crossed the room and we exited she locked the room and we went our separate ways.


I walked onto the ward just before 1 o’clock to start my late shift. Staff was on the early shift in charge. Sister was at a meeting first thing that afternoon so would not be on ward until tea time. I reckoned that poor staff would be bathed just after the late shift came back from afternoon break before the day shift went off. I was on tender hooks all afternoon. At break sister joined myself the student nurse and Hattie. “Do you know our tradition Nurse Johnson” sister said to the student. “Yes sister it’s a bath”. “Good its staffs birthday and when we get back you Hattie and Nurse Palmer (the other student) will bring staff to the sluice bathroom”. Sister said. The student nurse nodded in acknowledgement. We finished our break and walked back to the ward in silence. “Frank go straight to the sluice and run a cold bath and I’ll see you there” sister said.


I made my way to the sluice and began to run the cold bath, normally they got a warm bath. About a minute later sister entered with the young auxiliary. “Is the bath ready yet” sister said. “About half full, the water is very cold sister” I said. She did not reply. I heard the sound of staff being propelled along the ward to the sluice. Sister turned away and stepped out into the sluice area shielding my view. The sluice door opened and staffs voice was protesting. “Please Sandra just a bath please” she said to sister. I felt that she thought some other diabolical event was going to happen to her. “Of course staff, just the tradition, it’s time we stopped all this escalation” sister said. I didn’t know weather to be sad and disappointed or relieved and glad at that comment.


“Well get her stripped completely naked Frank’s waiting to wash every bit of you. It won’t be so bad the second time around I’m sure” sister said. She was still obviously under the impression that I had washed her when she had been strung up before I left. “NO please no” staff said I was beginning to think this was just mock protest for appearances. You didn’t want people to think that you willingly stripped off and allowed yourself to be bathed. I was disappointed that this stripping was being conducted in the sluice area around the corner out of my sight. “Everything” sister said. “Please the floor it’s freezing” staff said. “Well if your bums to cold, turn her over to freeze her tits” sister said. I wasn’t quite sure what “everything” she was referring to but later seeing the absence of jewellery I think they must of stripped staff of her clothes then whilst pinned naked to the cold sluice floor removed her jewellery. It seem to take a time. The sound of clothing being removed had long since finished. I’d drawn the bath and turned the tap off. I checked the water “ it was freezing!


“Right get her up time for her Frankie” sister said. “Oh know please sister not that please.” I heard staff being woman-handled off the floor and saw the backs of the students come into view. They had staffs ankles. I could only see this part of her naked body at that moment but that was about to change. The students pulled staff into the bathroom and the two auxiliaries which had her shoulders twisted her so she was now straight and in full view. I was able to look up her naked body. Her nicely trimmed bush, tanned body, and appropriate white bits. Her brown nipples where swollen but not yet solid. Her body showed the marks of being pressed against the floor, the reddening of the white bits attested to its coldness. She was struggling and trying her best to get free. Why do they do that it just makes for my greater delight. Her breasts where wobbling and swaying from side to side, they made a lovely soothing wave effect. Her writhing caused her legs to part and her pussy to strain adding greatly to my delight. “Well Frankie her properly” sister said. With that the students stepped so they where each side of the bath and now staffs legs where spread wide. Her glistening pussy now told the whole story she was very swollen and excited. Her little clitoris was pointing out. “Oh no sister he can see everything” staff wined. Everyone just chuckled.


“Is the water ready Frank” sister asked as I continued to stare at staffs body and she tried desperately to avoid any eye contact with me. “Yes” I said. “Good what would you say it’s temperature is.” I thought for a moment “I’d say cold enough to freeze your sensitive bits” “OH no sister no not a ice bath no that’s terrible” staff pleaded and really struggled. “In, (sister nodded towards the tub, then looked at me) if Frank’s looked enough” sister said. The students and auxiliaries looked at me to seal staffs fate. I took one last look up her naked body, and wondered what effect the ice water would have. I nodded and they deposited staff in the bath. “Oh, oh, oh, oh” staff said panting and trying to get her breath and get out but Hattie and Jayne pushed her in by her shoulders. “God, no, this”. It hurts” staff said.


“Well you better pray that Frank here is a quick bather.” Sister said. She indicated the soap and sponge. Staff was gasping and trying to get out. Her nipples had stiffened and her pussy now turn from the pink brown colour to pink raw. Looking down at her white bits, breast, and pubic area I could see them turning ice white with blue tinge, the chill was already setting in. I dipped the sponge in the water, it froze my hand (I would have to suffer for my art) and then lathered it as best I could in cold water. It really was freezing. I tackled her breasts and upper chest first (staff whimpered and thrashed about a lot) covering them well and taking time to savour their delicate movement under my hand. I then moved down and did her abdomen and pubes. “Frank please know have mercy like”.” She cut short what she was going to say but I knew it was a plea to be merciful like last time. That was a year ago and now things had changed. “Pull her legs apart for Frank students, no modesty for staff, Frank’s seen it all before and played with it” sister said. Despite the freezing of the water staff managed a blush as the student nurses giggled at sister’s comment.


“Oh no sister please no” staff cried out but the students pulled her legs wide and up giving me the perfect look and access to her innermost secrets. Staff was now visibly shivering which was making her breasts quiver beautifully. I plunged the sponged between her legs (staff watched it approach, tensed her body making it even more delightful) and give her a thorough wash. Staff bucked up to meet my probing hand, I think it was reflex in the cold rather than any desire. She then tried hard as she might to push her body away from the rubbing hand. Her pussy being below the water line caused the sponge to lose its lather so I lathered again. Sister stopped the students from allowing staff any modesty whilst I did this. “I want Frank to see everything you’ve got staff” sister said. I then washed along her lovely legs especially the strong calves. I now returned to her upper body and washed along her arms. Staff was subdued her body shivering and her breath coming and going in pants with the occasional jittering of teeth.


“Okay turned her over Frank likes leaving the best to last” “Sis...is...ter” please” st...op teasing its .....awful enough.” Staff said trying to breathe at the same time. The cold was taking her breath. “You should be use to this you’ve got the experience now” The auxiliaries turned staff over and her lovely ice white bottom stuck up and out. The tan set it off superbly. I lathered the sponge and proceeded from the shoulders down to her bottom and then pushed the sponge between her legs again. “Oh that’s been done” staff wined. But I did not let up.


“Satisfied Frank” sister said. “Yes I thinks that’s every where sister” “Good. Since I ain’t completely cruel you can let her out and dry her. I’ll go and tell staff we’ll have the cake in the day room” With that sister left with the others leaving staff and I alone. “I’ll fetch a towel” I said.


I returned with a towel to find staff out of the bath stood just in the entrance area to the bath cubicle. She was shivering still and trying her best to warm or conceal herself by wrapping her arms around her body. She grabbed the towel from me and wrapped it around herself. “Oh that’s better” she said. “Can I dry myself, you can stay so that sister doesn’t suspect.”

“Okay” I said and moved off around the corner.


I heard the sound of frantic rubbing and after about 10 minutes staff called out to me. “Be a darling and pass me my clothes” she said. I collected her uniform off the floor. The undergarments where white, simple, plain but in a sexy way. I turned the corner to pass them to staff to she her naked back to me. She was stood at the chair foot on the chair drying between her toes. I walked in, “Where would you like these”. “Oh Frank I’m not decent” she said and covered herself with the towel. “On the chair here Frank” I walked over and placed them on the chair and walked back out. I waited for another five minutes and staff appeared fully dressed. “It’s going to take me a year to thaw out” staff said. We both laughed and headed off to the day room.


Staff was greeted with a round of “Happy Birthday” and she was given her presents and we had cake and tea. “Are you going to call in before we go to the pub” sister said to staff. Staff thought for a minute and said, “Yes, I’ll meet you here”.


The rest of the shift want slowly. About 8:05 I went to put a file away in sisters office. She was sat looking out of the office window down the drive. She smiled obviously spying something in the darkness. She looked at her watch and stood. “When staff arrives tell her I need to see her about the roster” sister said moving to the door then almost as an after thought took the roster board. Staff arrived about 10 minutes later just enough time to walk down the drive from the lighted car park to the ward. “Hi” she said. I smiled “Hi”. The smile was for the grateful sight before me. She was wearing a blue cocktail dress, very tight fitting, she put the coat she had been wearing over the back of the chair in front of the desk. “Sister wants to talk to you about rosters” I said. “Oh, where is she” staff said. “Not sure she went off down the upper ward about 10 minutes ago with the roster sheet” I said. “I’ll find her” staff said. She wondered off to find sister. At that one of the students popped her head into the office. “Mrs Green as soiled herself again” she said. “Oh, okay, I’ll come and give you a hand” Mrs Green was a very heavy women. I helped the student and went to write up the notes in sister’s office. As I stepped into the doorway I could see that something was a miss. Well more like something had been added.


On sister’s desk sat a pile of clothes. On the bottom was a blue cocktail dress then a pair of blue delicate panties with a matching bra and suspender belt. On top where two heeled shoes and in one was stuffed a pair of stockings. In the other was all the jewellery customarily worn by a women going out on the town. In front of the pile was a message. “Frank. The own of these would like you to join her in the upper sluice”. I took a brief moment to move the shoes and pick up the underwear and have a good look and feel of it’s texture. I could smell staffs perfume on the panties and bra. I replaced it and the shoes.


I paused before entering the sluice area. I took a deep breath and pushed the outer door open. I stepped into the ante-chamber which led to the sluice, toilets, bathrooms and shower room. I could already see through the two porthole windows of the doors” what awaited me in the sluice. Staff was looking up at her wrists. Her head was twisting and turning trying to get a better look. Her bare arms where stretched out above her head. I could not see the end of her arms but had decided that they must be attached to something. I puzzled for a second then said to myself, “The clothes rail.” The upper sluice had a clothes rail which was suspended from the ceiling but could be lowered by a pulley. I could only see her shoulders, obviously naked, confirmation if they need to be any confirmation that she would be complete naked.


I crossed the ante-chamber and as I did more of her body was reveal to me through the portholes. I could now see down to her breasts which where firm and swaying very seductively. Her nipples where solid. The white areas of skin stood out against her lovely tan. I could see sister stood off to the side admiring her handy work and really giving staff a very good looking over. I could not hear what she was saying but it was making staff struggle against her bounds.


I pushed open the door and stepped in. “Are Frank there you are” sister said. I was dazed by the sight before me. Staffs naked body was indeed suspended from the clothes rail. What was more her legs had been spread at the ankles by an ingenious home made spreader. A piece of rope passed through a metal tube and looped around one ankle and tied off at the other. Staff tried desperately to turn her body away from me to shield it from my obvious view. “Please Frank don’t look. This is too humiliating. Please Sandra I beg you let me go” staff genuinely pleaded.


I stepped further in and moved over to sister’s position never once taking my eyes off the naked nurse before me. Sister observed my observing. “Do you like women displayed like that Frank” she said. I found myself involuntarily nodding then realising shook myself and said, “Staff seems upset sister” I meant it as a genuine reflection of staffs obvious state.


“Oh she’s going to be more upset in a minute. Tell me Frank after you bathed me last year and we strung staff here up for you did you wash her” “Please Frank” was all staff said in reply to sisters enquiry in a most mournful and mercy seeking tone. “No!” I said emphatically. “Thank you Frank. I never did ask you. I just assumed. But this one here as been going around saying how horrible it was and that we where all sisters together in shared adversity.” “Please sister, I never meant too” staff said. “Never meant too what staff. Lie to your sisters. Well you did. What would we do to a student who didn’t learn truth, honesty, integrity, and taking responsibility” sister said. “We’d, we’d have a little word with them in the sluice” staff said very childlike.


“Well consider this your little word” sister said. I’d been systematically survey each part of staffs naked body. I noticed too that sister was interested in and had followed my stare. “Well Frank you must be able to see everything of Louise’s?”  Sister said. “Oh yes” I said. “You can see her naked breasts and erect nipples?” sister said. “Please sister don’t that hurts more” staff said. “Her nice bush, perhaps you’d prefer it shaved off Frank?” “Oh no, God, no sister, no!” staff exploded. “I prefer them with a fur coat I said. Then thinking about it, “Or without”. “Oh Frank no please no don’t let her” staff said. “Can you see her little pussy Frank?” sister asked. I couldn’t help it I turned my head on a slant and bent my body to achieve the right angle to see. Staff saw this manoeuvre with alarm. “Oh no Frank, no don’t look at me like that”. “Don’t worry Frank when your squatting down to wash it you’ll get a great view sister said.


“NO sister, please you can’t. Not like this. It’s cruel, its punishment” staff said very franticly and pleadingly.


“Well Frank I want you to wash every inch of her naked body, her hair, her head, her neck, her arms, her shoulders, her breasts, her back, her BTM, her legs, the soles of her feet, did I forget anywhere, oh silly me, of course her nice little pussy” staff struggle frantically all the time sister outline the areas to be washed. “Use the hose pipe (“Oh no!” staff wined over the top of sister) there to get her soaked. Front and back mind. Then while she drips I’ll get a bucket of nice warm water. After all can’t have your staff thinking your cruel” sister said. “Please the others wouldn’t let you do this” staff said. “Do you see them here perhaps you’d like an audience?” sister said. “No not an audience not for this its too cruel and humiliating”. Staff said. “Perhaps just Tracy, she is into all this, loves it”


I stepped away from sister to the hose pipe picked up the nozzle support and pointed it at the naked staff nurse. The water would be the same temperature as before freezing. The hose would pack a punch. Sister nodded, staff shook her head. Staff screamed as the water hit her full in the chest. I sprayed her upper body up and down. Then moved to her abdomen. “Make sure you get up underneath” sister said. I moved closer and directed the jet up towards her pussy. She bucked up trying desperately to avoid it. Sister was right I did have a good view. Staff noticed me looking and in desperation tried to close her legs but the chrome tube was not going to allow that. “No, no” was all she kept saying. Sister would direct the hose up to her head by taking hold of my arm to silence her. I then concentrate on her legs, before sister directed me to do her arms and in the process half drowned her as the water ran down into her mouth as she tried to speak. “Now go around her back” sister said. I walked around to her rear keeping the hose on her breasts has I did. I now started at her head again. The back was already well soaked because she had been twisting and turning to get away from the blast on her front. I soaked her down her back then especially concentrated on her bottom before once more firing at sensitive areas from a lower position. “OH, Oh, oh, no, no that hurts, Frank please no!” I did her legs then finished on her arms. “That’s fine” said sister.


Sister want off for a bucket. I wondered where she was getting one from since there where plenty around in the sluice. I just think see want to extend staffs agony for as long as possible and leaving her naked and vulnerable with just me was part of that fear factor. “Frank please. Make her stop. Please Frank, I’ve learnt my lesson” Staff said. I was transfixed stuck to the ground. I could not move or speak. I wasn’t sure what to answer. “Please Frank, your nice, you don’t want me to be so humiliated do you” I shook my head. “Please then Frank let be go before sister comes back. I was struggling with conscience and desire. I was about to move forward and untie staff when sister returned.


“Here you are Frank warm water, soap, and your favourite a sponge” sister said. “Now get her all lathered up. I didn’t want to see a speck of naked flesh”. “Oh staff by the way you look red raw and very naked” sister said. That seemed to make staff weep. “Oh don’t be fooled Frank she’s still not half as sorry as she’s going to be” sister said.


It was true staff looked red raw. The force of the jet battering her naked flesh with the ice chilled water had literally made her red raw. Staff was still trying to get out of the bounds at her wrist but without any success. She looked absolutely divine hanging there naked, dripping wet, raw.


I moved the bucket over to staff. She looked down at it then into my eyes pleading. She shook her head slowly. I smiled as an attempt to reassure her. I put my hand into the bucket pulled out the sponge staffs eyes transfixed on my every action. I lathered it, then looked at her. Smiled and pushed the sponge up between her legs. “Frank you cruel bastard!” staff screamed out far to loudly. “Don’t worry Frank we’ll sedate the dead late”. I washed her lower area methodically all the time staff was trying to turn away and release her bounds, “Please stop, stop please. Oh Frank no not there, not like that” staff pleaded. I moved down her legs and lathered front and back before retuning to her abdomen and more attention at her pussy. “No Frank please no I’m married Frank no don’t make me” staff wined. I then moved up and did her breasts the nipples hardening under my touch. The breasts where cold to the touch from the hose treatment. I washed her shoulders then up her arms. She had fallen silent at some point and just watch my progress with growing horror. I then turned my attention to her back. I soaked it from the shoulders down and concentrated on her bum. It wobbled harmoniously and played music in my mind. “NO please” staff yelped as the sponge touched her sensitive parts. “No Frank. I insist you give that naked pussy every bit of attention” sister said. I now stood back and surveyed my work. I was disappoint. I could no longer see any naked flesh.


“Right Frank clean her off” sister said. “NO, please sister no not again” staff said. I took a little longer to see what sister was holding out to me. The hose. Staff became frantic again trying to escape. The hose hit her slap bang on the pussy. She screamed and swung violently to get away. Sister insisted on me covering every last inch of her body to ensure no soap suds where left. Now completely naked again staff was beaten she hung limply like a rag doll, a very wet, cold naked rag doll.


Sister walked out of the sluice but before we could say anything to each other she was back with a towel. “Dry her thoroughly, we hate putting clothes on to damp bodies.” Sister said. Staff rallied a bit at this sensing that the end was insight. “Are you going to lie to us again staff” sister asked. “No sister” staff replied. I started to dry her body the top first. Her breasts jiggled nicely with the action. Her stiff brown nipples respond to the movement most charmingly. I dried between her legs and brushed my hand against her brush a few times, She seemed to notice. “Sister please” staff said. “Be careful Frank” sister said. I dried her legs and her arms, then her hair and head. She still looked like a drown rat but at least she was dry.


“So staff have you learnt your lesson?” sister asked. “Yes!” staff said her naked body swinging loosely. “So next time I send Frank here to wash you, you are going to let him” sister said. “Yes sister” staff said. “Good. Frank I want you to soak her and wash her again” sister said.


“OH no you just couldn’t that was not part of the plan” staff snapped. “May be not yours. But I make one plus one two not one” sister said “Two how do you make it two” staff said. “One from last year and one for lying makes two. Frank this time I really want you to soak every last inch of her stark naked body, then wash it all, you have my permission to really make sure she’s clean inside out” sister said to staffs” alarm. “NO you can’t let him not inside” staff wailed. “Frank I want her totally humiliated. Hit her with that hose now.”


For my ever lasting shame that is exactly what I did. I aimed the hose at her right breast and the force sent her upper body spinning. “Oh. Oh. Oh” staff yelped out as the hose got to work on every part of her naked flesh. She tried to protect herself by tensing but that did nothing to save her from the force and cold. Slowly her body showed the signs of chilling once more. Her white bits had a bluish tinge to them her tan was turning a kind of dark golden as the blood raced from it. I soaked her head she was gagging as the water took her breath and her hair now soaked acted as a reservoir causing water to run down into her mouth. I soaked her dark black bush and paid attention to her tend pussy which caused staff to once more buck and twist. I ensured her arms and legs where likewise soaked they seemed now to lose their strength and I could see staff struggling with cramp. Sister would not let me be merciful, she insisted on Louise’s back being soaked too, directly, although it was already pretty wet. I gave some more attention to her pussy and declared the job done.


“Good Frank. Now wash every inch of her and make sure you do the insides of that pussy and arse” sister said winking at me.


I picked up the bucket staff was shaking her head violently from side to side. “No Frank, No, mercy Frank, No!” her pleading was cut short as I slapped the sponge up between her spread legs the improvised spreader ensuring that she could not protect her sensitive areas. I washed her thoroughly every last inch. Her legs, her abdomen, her now ice chilled breasts the nipples still sniff and huge. I washed her face and hair. I then concentrated on her back and bottom and once more between her legs. “Have you washed the inside of that pussy Frank” sister said. “GOD NO SISTER NO!!!” staff said in alarm. Sister walked up to staff and whispered in her hear. “Staff next time inside and out”. Staff visibly shook.


“Okay Frank hit her with the hose again” I turned the hose on and once more set about this Chinese water torture of this poor creature. Once more after a few minutes her screams and pleads where silenced and she hung limply, naked, very naked, every part of her now complete at my mercy she made no more vain attempts to try and hide her body.


“Leave her there Frank the night staff will let her go” sister said. “No please sister you can’t not night staff they’ll, they’ll”.” staff was cut short. “We’ll see you in the pub if they let you go.


It was unusual for the day and night staff to be involved in each others traditions or punishments. Sister was making her displeasure really felt. We walked up to sisters office. The night staff where sat around making plans for the night. The day staff had gone to the pub. “Who do these belong to” night staff said. “Staff Collins” sister said she strung up starkers in the sluice if any of you want some fun. The two night auxiliaries and the pupil nurse both got up to go and see. “You might be kind and take her clothes and a towel” sister said. “If she’s foolish enough to leave them here she can come and get them” night staff said. Night shift had the opportunity for some really scary and diabolical traditions.
It was nearly last orders when staff joined us in the pub. Considering what had just happened to her she was very cheerful. She down the first two drinks before the bell and had two lined up. She had whispered into young staff ear who give out a gasp, the whispers where passed around. You would think that they be alarmed at the treatment I gave her but no it was what night staff had had her do to get her clothes back.