"Owwww," Nik said, shuffling in the hospital bed.
He was in a private, spacious room. A TV hung from the corner ceiling, and there was various furniture scattered about the room. He could hear water running from the bathroom.
"Good to know I'm alive," he said, feeling up the wound.
Fingertips grazed the many stables that sealed the hole shut. He felt weak but didn't feel like any other damage was done.
"Good to see you awake," Dr. Rai said, coming out of the bathroom with a cup. "Here, take a drink. You must be thirsty."
Nik complied, not shocked to see the Indian doctor. It was a hospital after all.
"How long have I been out?"
"A day and change. Surgery was a complete success, although I found some interesting war wounds while I was digging around and sealing you up."
"A time long past," he said, swallowing hard.
"Now, now, don't be coy," Rai said, running a smooth, brown finger along his leg under the hospital gown. "Your girls told me you already told them about it. You never told me though."
The naughty doctor teased him. Even after surgery, she found pleasure is teasing the man. Slow, soft caresses designed to take his mind off the pain and on something more enjoyable.
"I didn't know I had put a collar on you."
"Well, you are the White Rajah. Do I really need a collar when you've got me wrapped around your thumb already?"
Her eyes didn't leave his for an instant. Fresh lipstick denoted her dirty intent as the rest of her body and clothing looked like she hadn't gotten much sleep. Her doctor's coat hung open, and the top of her blouse showed off her luscious brown tits. Biting her lip, she did not ask permission when grabbing hold of his sexual muscle. With each stroke, each caress, Nik relaxed better than any painkiller.
"Where are Valerie and Michelle?"
"Don't worry, your loyal house niggers were here a long time waiting for you to wake up. I told them I'd personally take care of you. Apparently they are having issues with some lawyer and had to go back to the school. You don't like my hand jobs anymore?"
"So they are okay, that's good."
"And some girl was in here yesterday evening. I forget her name. Cute and young. Mulatto. Sally...Sandy..."
"Suzy"
"Yes, that's it. She looked sad and almost burst into tears when I let her in to see you."
"I doubt that. She is a tough nut."
"Harem's honor. She bolted right out of here the moment she saw you unconscious in bed."
"At least she is not a total ice queen."
"Look at you, my White Rajah, getting barely legal girls to fall for your devilish charms. You can tell me, going to breed the black out of her and put a white bun in her oven?"
Rai laid on the dirty talk as her magical hand found each and every sensitive point on Nik's cock. Within only a few minutes he was on the verge of cumming, trying not to squirm and feel pain from the stab wound.
"Just lay back and relax. Let me milk you dry. I'd love to suck you down but I'm on duty in a few minutes. A girl has to stay professional," she smiled.
Cum burst out into her hand as she cupped the head, letting each blast hit her palm. Using his own cum, Rai keeping stroking his cock, rubbing all the delicious seed into his shaft. Carefully, she leaned over and engulfed as many inches as possible. He was too big for her but it didn't stop her from trying, cleaning him up as best she could. In under a minute his cock was clean and Nik felt like falling asleep again.
"I'll come by after my shift to give you a bath. I'm not a nurse but I trust you won't mind me acting as one?"
"No need for that," a familiar voice said coming into the room. She was dressed in a candy stripper's outfit, and had her hair in pigtails looking as cute and girly as possible. "I'll take care of Daddy."
"Gale, what are you doing here?" Nik asked, surprised.
"Valerie was a good nigger and called me, told me everything that happened. I guess she is okay. I still don't like her though."
"You do attract a variety pack, don't you?" Rai said, leaning over to openly kiss the tip of Nik's cock, winking at Gale.
"If you're trying to make me jealous, I'll have you know I'm Daddy's good girl. I won't get jealous unless he gets off on it."
"I'll come and check on your later," Rai told Nik, leaving the room with a smile.
"Did you want me to get jealous, Daddy? Will it make you feel better to hear me say how I don't want that Punjabi slut around you? How I'll spank her dirty pussy for daring to touch my Daddy?"
Gale skipped over and knelt by the bed, mouth open in a sign of deviance and servitude.
"As much as I'd enjoy fucking your face, Gale, I'm a bit on the mend right now."
"Oh, silly me," she giggled.
Instead, the fitness nurse helped Nik up out of his bed and toward the bathroom.
"I'll give you a long, relaxing bath, Daddy. I made sure you got the best care and treatment here in the hospital. Private room, good food, and a bodyguard to keep you safe from those stupid ghetto monkeys."
"Uh, thanks, Gale. Who is the bodyguard? I didn't see anyone outside the room."
"Daddy is being silly. Me, of course."
Gale flexed her bicep. The firm muscle popped up on display. Like Michelle and Valerie, Gale was a 3F Babe: fit, firm, and feminine. If you put a leather jacket on her she'd be an instant modeling star for those who enjoy tough chicks.
"I've got black belts in more martial arts than you can imagine, and there is that reason I know your dirty secret, Daddy," she said, leaning in to kiss his neck.
Her tongue lashed out, licking a sensitive spot she found on him the other night. It got his cock instantly hard. She was a fuckdoll, an Asian fleshlight for her man. Stamina was overrated. She wanted cum, lots of Daddy's cum, and the quicker he came the more cum she got in her holes.
"Help me into the bath," Nik said, tentatively trying to sit in the pool of water.
"It is not the biggest tub but it's the best the hospital has. Now, you just lie back and relax. I'm going to be your fantasy nurse today. I'm going to be your aphrodisiac painkiller."
Her hands rubbed deep into his shoulders, massaging him, kneading out all the tension and stress built up. Nik sunk deeper into the water, eyes closed, and just soaked, physically and mentally.
"I've got someone else looking after the gym for me. I'm all yours, Daddy. I'll be your anything to make you feel good. Don't hesitate in telling me what you want me to do to you."
Reaching into the tub, she gripped his cock lightly, then harder, rotating the firmness of her fingers. She listened and looked for subtle clues. A good girl doesn't need to be told all the time what to do to please her Daddy. A good girl notices what gets him hard, gets him high, and what doesn't.
A quivering lip, barely noticeable except for her trained eye, let her know to stroke him more gently. One finger caressed the tip of his pisshole, dancing on it to a song only heard in her head. Kneeling over the tub, she allowed Nik to take a good look at her cleavage.
"How did you learn to pleasure me so well, Gale?" he asked in a happy, serene voice.
"I'm a chink, Daddy. We're good at studying, and I studied you for a long time. I watched everything dozens of times, focusing on different parts so I'd know each and every pleasure spot, and to know what areas you avoided so you wouldn't cum quickly. But hush now, just let your chink do all the work. I don't want the Punjabi bitch to get any milk from you tonight."
X
Valerie looked sternly at Amanda, finding it harder and harder to put up with the charade.
"I won't let you intimidate one of my students," Valerie shot out. "The cops are not done with her, and I won't let anyone interfere in a proper police investigation."
"Corrupt, white cops, you mean. Don't you have any pride for you own kind, Valerie. I'm starting to think you're on the criminal's side," Amanda shot back.
A light knocking at the door interrupted them.
"Miss Weiss, can I see you for a minute. There are some forms needing your signature," the secretary asked.
"I'll be there in a moment. Sorry, Mrs. Baxter, I'll only be a minute. I think we need a break anyways."
Before she got up, the principal clicked a button on the metal camera hooked underneath the table. Amanda scoffed openly, immediately grabbing for her phone. Once alone, she gave a call to her husband.
