teazdndenied: Oh god, not the night nurse….. not again……. What was her deal?…. what was wrong with h
teazdndenied: Oh god, not the night nurse….. not again……. What was her deal?…. what was wrong with her?…. why did she insist on doing this to him, night after night??…. For three nights it had been the same thing. Every night she would quietly slip in to his room every two hours like clockwork. Without so much as a single word, much less an explanation, she would gently draw his cock free from his thin hospital gown. Using soft, gentle, tender strokes she would slowly bring his cock to the brink of orgasm….. then stop. After a brief pause and any hope he had of release had vanished, she would resume…. repeating the process. Then again…. And again…. Then once more. After the fifth time, with his cock now desperately engorged…. weeping tears of pre-cum… and aching for release… she would gently tuck it back away beneath his thin hospital gown, leaving it to throb in frustration. With both of his arms in casts and secured in traction, he had no hope of easing his suffering on his own. And begging her for relief was pointless… she would simply smile and ignore his pleas…. not uttering a word in response. Finally tonight, on the third night… after the second of what would no doubt be four visits… he finally got her to respond to a question. As she was tucking his aching erection back away after his fifth near orgasm he whimpered in frustration, “Why?….. why are you doing this to me?…. can’t you at least tell me that?” Looking in to his eyes she calmly replied, “Because I can…..” With that she turned and walked away. Just before closing the curtain she flashed him a friendly smile, and quietly purred, “See you in two hours sweetie….” -- source link