Please read my other Molly stories for more background, no particular order.
I apologise for any mistakes but in my defence I have tried to get editorial assistance several times but to no avail and English is not my first language. Spell and grammar check is set to Australian English.
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. Any resemblance of real people or places is coincidental. All characters are 18 year of age or older. Please do NOT read if you don't like femdom, spanking, needle play, BDSM, CBT, lesbian, or caning. Some or all of these elements may appear in the following story..
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It had been quite a shock to Molly when she had walked in on her uncle enjoying a session with a local Mistress. She wasn't new to sex at 20 years of age when this happened but it sure was something different.
Her uncle had two different nurses look after him. There was the no fuss but boring weekday nurse, Mary, but then there was the weekend nurse, Tash, who took Bob to fun places or played games with him.
It was a Sunday and Molly had gone bushwalking with a friend on Friday and wasn't due back until late on Sunday. However, the weather had taken a turn for the worse and they had decided to cut their walk on Sunday short. Her friend had dropped her off and as Molly walked into the house she could sense that things were different. There was a faint smell of uncle Bob's expensive soap for special occasions but then there was also an unfamiliar scent of shampoo. Molly wondered if Tash had changed her shampoo when she heard a muffled moan from her uncle's room. Molly hurried over there and opened the door.
Wow, Molly didn't think she would ever forget what she saw, even if she lived to a hundred. There was Bob naked on the massage table. He was blindfolded with a red ball gag in his mouth. His nipples were pierced with multiple needles but enough of the nipples was exposed for the Japanese clover clamps to grab and pull them directly up towards the ceiling via a thin chain that was attached to the wrench that the nurses sometimes used to help mauver her uncle in and out of his wheelchair. His cock and balls were tied up and secured with chopsticks. His balls were pulled up and seemed to be connected to the pulley pulling on his nipples. Thus giving her uncle the option to relax his balls or his nipples but clearly not both.
Standing next to her uncle was a tall woman with latex gloves and holding a butt plug that she had been lubricating.
Molly's mouth opened but before she could say anything Tash the nurse appeared in view and with a finger on her lips and directing Molly out of the room while mouthing this is all okay your uncle is in good hands. They went into the living room and from there into the kitchen where Tash turned the radio on.
"Your uncle is fine. Mistress Hera is a professional with many years' experience. You do know what a masochist is, don't you?"
"Yes, what, eh, is Bob a masochist?"
"Yes, I am sure that if you think back to different conversations that he has dropped a hint or two."
"Maybe. Wow, it does explain some of the toys and magazines that I found in the loft last year. Though they mostly had pictures of dominant women dominating other women."
"Your uncle does not get many pleasures being mostly stuck in that wheel chair but he can still enjoy sexually charged pain."
"Is she going to ..."
"What, fuck him?"
"Yes."
"No, at least not like you'd expect."
"Here, have a glass of water." Said Tash and handed Molly a glass.
"Ta."
"Do you want to come and watch?" There was a mischievous hint of a smile on Tash's face.
"Is that what you were doing?" Molly almost spat some of the water back into the glass.
