Despite my inner calm I slept fretfully that night, I realised what it was after waking the second time. It was the restraints, they were making me horny. As I lay there gazing at the ceiling in the dark I began to wonder about what Dr Sinn had said about me being hyper sexual. I had always been interested in sex though exclusively with women, even though being pounded by the male slave had felt good all the excitement had come from Pauline being there. Reflecting on the most amazing fetish filled day and being in a restrained position unable to relative my pressure was frustrating and even more arousing. I tried unsuccessfully not to use the diaper, and was gladdened when I heard movement in the hallway. Pauline and Cindy walked into the room both wearing the same colour scrubs as the previous day and wide smiles
"Good morning Ginnie" Pauline said, coming next to my bed and opening a cabinet pulling her scrubs over her head exposing her sexy body. Cindy mirrored Pauline on the other side and I felt my face flush as the nurses exposed themselves, but then began to pull on thick green rubber aprons, and elbow length yellow gloves. Each stretch and snap of the rubber latex made my cheeks heat and my pussy grow wetter. They both completed their ensemble by pulling on transparent masks through which I could still see their sly smiles.
"A busy day for you." Pauline said rubbing her hands over me making my flesh tingle and she undid one side of the diaper.
"Very busy indeed." said Cindy as she mirrored Paulines motion
They undid the diaper and pulled it away Cindy turning to throw it in the bin while Pauline leaned in and inspected me closely shaking her head.
"Oh Ginnie, bed wetting is a very naughty thing to do." Pauline said, taking my ankle as she released it from the restraint.
"Very naughty indeed." Echoed Cindy
"Oh," I said my voice husky "I am so sorry, nurse, please punish me." I was practically begging. I was so horny.
Both nurses smiled through their translucent mask and pulled my legs up and back exposing my quivering ass and dripping cunt.
"Two minutes ready and mark." Pauline said
SMACK Cindy's gloved hand struck my ass I yelped in pain and pleasure as Pauline echoed Cindy's action there other gloved hand firmly holding my legs up and back as I squirmed in the restraints
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
I cried in pain, but it still felt like ecstasy.
"Oh she is getting very wet." Cindy observed her own voice husk.
"You are going to continue to be very popular around here dear if you keep this up.
I whimpered as the spanking continued. I didn't know what was wrong with me to enjoy it so much. That was a lie actually one I told myself because it was so wrong to admit what I liked and I knew what I liked. I was a masochist. I felt pain but from it and from the control I was under I felt excitement too. I had always been this way and been called freak and pervert, even by other lesbians. Now though I wasn't only living what was probably my deepest fetish it was so..normal..it was strange but the normality of each and every sick perversion in this community made me feel more accepted. I revelled in it and Pauline and Cindy must have sensed my joy as they each gave me one last good smack. I winced and cried with a sharp yelp as much as I enjoyed the helplessness, the control, the medical aesthetic. I wasn't a pain slut though and my ass was really sore.
"Ow" I said as Pauline helped me from my bed and to my feet, then down to my knees. I saw Cindy had already filled the food bowl.
"Eat up Ginnie its going to be a long and exhausting day." Pauline said
I did as told wolfing down the cubes which had a nice banal taste not to strongly flavoured or to bland.
I suckled from the tit of the water bottle Pauline offered looping up at her soft smiling face. Pauline was a mommy sub I decided. She like to be in control and boss the other girls around but also nurture us. Cindy on the other hand.
"Ah" I cried in irritation as Cindy pinched my ass signalling me to finish.
Cindy was definitely a sadist.
"Right lets get you cleaned up." Pauline said clipping the lead to my collar. Which I noticed fit nicely over the choker all slaves wore in this community.
I started to turn to the shower only for Pauline to tug me the other direction.
"No no in the morning patients go to the washroom for a deep clean inside and out." She said gleefully.
I grimaced at that remembering the painful enema Dr Carter had given me. Still I twitched my hips as I followed after Pauline admiring her shapely ass and smooth back which was exposed and accented by the thick rubber apron and long gloves. I crawled into the hallway I stopped for a moment in surprise.
I wasn't sure what I had been expecting but all down the hallway other patients were being led out of their rooms in the exact same manner as I. Each leashed and naked accompanied by a pair of nurses in green rubber aprons, long yellow gloves and transparent mask
There must have been at least 20 of them, most like me from what I could see showed red marks on their bottoms, from recent spankings probably identical to my own. They crawled along the clean corridor with their near naked escorts past other nurses at their station sipping coffee and preparing instruments and past a line of five women in white coats being briefed by Dr Kent who wore her hair up this morning. I followed as Pauline yanked me along but still marvelled at what I saw. At first I thought the patients were about two thirds women and a third male but then I spied a beautiful heavy breasted woman with a huge erection wobbling between his/her legs. Most looked scared or upset, a few seemed worried and no one looked happy. I had begun to sense that the clinic was a place of pain and humiliation for the slaves in this community.
We were led into a large room at the end of the hall labelled simply Showers. In plain white letters on a plain green sign. You saw signs like that in every medical facility in the world. The room though didn't look like a shower room it was large and square with at least 40 table showers lined up in rows of five each table seemed to be a self contained station with a series of cabinets underneath and an adjacent sink and counter. I was led to one of the tables and crawled up positioning myself on all fours my lead strapped to the latch at the head of a table.
'This is how dogs get cleaned at the vet.' I thought the realisation was drifting towards my stunned and overwhelmed mind. I quickly glanced around and saw that although only half the tables were full the nurses had lined the patients up next to each other. No doubt to increase efficiency and apparently to let them chit chat as they began to chitter to each other while their gloved hands molested their nude and semi restrained charges. I was at the end of the room so ahead of me was a blank wall, but next to me I saw a cute little brown haired girl with almond eyes and olive skin also being secured while on the other side was a fit man probably in his forties, his nipples pierced and his body decoratively tattooed. He wore a red gag in his mouth and his eyes were wild. My own eyes bulged as I saw the size of his massive cock straining against a chasity cage.