danza
11-11-2002, 4:35 PM
I woke up the next day in the hospital ward of the prison. Well, as far as you could call this a hospital. There where a number of kind a like army stretchers, about one feet of the floor, lined up, about a dozen each side of the room. My head was still in pain from the woman landing on it, smashing the back of my head to the floor. Now i was woken by a sharp stench.
When I looked up, I saw two women. By their prison uniforms I could tell they were inmates as well. They must have had some privaleges being some sort of nurses here. One of them had her bare foot on my face, gripping my nose with her toes. The putrid smell was very hard and woke me up real fast. I realized my hands and feet were tied to the bedposts so I wouldn't escape. Also, I could not escape from these so called nurses.
The way I woke up, sniffing and coughing from the foul stench just made them laugh. Grabbing my nose a little more tied, she started shakin my head from side to side to make sure I was awake. The other woman had one foot on my stomach and leant over me a looked at my face, trapped under her friends foot. The presure on my stomach was not to hard, the other foot on my face however was more rough, swaying my head from side to side.
When she finaly took her feet from my face, I could get some fresh air. They were talking and laughing, said somethings I did not understand. Hoping someone could hear me I started yelling "Nurse !, Doctor ! Anyone....". There was no reaction. No wonder, who would care about anyone in this place. The woman that woke me, she was about 40 years old, 5'8" tall, well build, put her hand on my throat and looked down with an evil grin. In some poor english she spoke to me while choking me. "We nurses, you not happy with treament?" she asked me.
I couldn't answer while she had her hand firmly around my throat. I tried to nodd my head to let her now I was "happy" with their treatment. She let go of her grip and just laughed. "You good girl, nurse Fatima will take care of you" she grinned. Somehow I new this was not good but since my arms and legs were tied, I wasn't going anywhere. She pointed at the other woman, younger, I guessed about 25, 5'2" and rather slender. "Nurse Noal assist" she said, "First take urine test".
They pulled down my pants and held a bottle with a wide opening between my legs. I guess I needed to go real bad because it came pretty soon. Normally I can't pee in public, so especially not with two women starring at me. This time the bottle was filled in no time, which seemed to please them. They labbeled the bottle and put it on the floor. Then they both took out another bottle, dropped their pants and also filled it up with their piss. I knew this would not be a standard urine test.
After they finished, nurse Fatima got a fumel and placed it in my mouth. I tried to push it out with my tongue but nurse Noal slapped me hard in the face. Nurse Fatima grinned at me. "Now urine test, tell me, is it yours, mine or Noal's?" she asked and poured some piss into the fumel, right into my mouth. It tasted bitter and salty on my tongue, I tried to spit it out but the fumel on my tongue made it not possible. I had to swallow and after that I said it had to be Noal's, no way to tell but just a lucky guess. "Wrong girl, can try again" Fatima said as she poured down some more. This time I guessed Fatima's. "You sure? Taste better, let go through your mouth like wine" and again she poured in some more.
I let it go through my mouth this time before swallowing it down. "It's yours nurse Fatima, I am sure" I said to her. "Tss, Tss... wrong again" she grinned at me. Yuck, that could only mean she made me drink my own pee. Bit by bit she emptied the bottle, and after that made me guess who's piss was in the next bottle. An hour or so later, there were three empty bottles on the floor beside me. "Had your fun, you fake nurses?" I bitched at them.
"Fake nurse? Me? I will give medical treatment !" Fatima yelled at me. Then she straddled me and sat on my chest. She raised her ass up and let it come down hard on me. Her whole weight was bouncing on my chest and I wondered if there was any kind of medical treatment like this. I felt like a rodeo horses under her, luckily the army bed was a little soft so it kinda like reduce the impact on me. After a few minutes like this she rested her ass on my chest and looked me in the face. "That chest massage" she laughed.
Noal pushed her off of me. "Is different !" she said and put one foot on my belly. She pushed down some times to test my strength. Then she raised herself of the floor and put her other foot on my chest and started pumping. All I could do is take breaths in the tempo she pumped my lungs. She did it for a few minutes and I was almost out of breath.
Noal kept standing on me, now with both her small feet on my soft belly. I was breathing hard with my mouth wide open to get in as much air as I could. Nurse Fatima yelled it was time for a mouth to mouth now and dropped her pants. Before I knew it she said down on my face, her asshole over my mouth, my nose in her crotch. She let out a loud fart right into my mouth. This tasted and smelled so foul but she just got up and laughed at the disgusted look on my face. Damn, this was definetly not medical !
Noal walked up from my belly and was now standing on my chest. Her feet were warm and sweaty and felt soft on my skin. Guess I got used to be crushed under someone's weight by now, and although it was never easy, her weight was pretty much bareable. I tried to lay still and I accepted I was trapped under her soles. She looked down at me, pleased I did not struggle anymore. That way it was easy for her to keep her balance. With one foot she started hovering over my face, making me smell her toes. They didn't smell as bad as Fatima's but nevertheless they did stink.
She turned my head sideways with her foot and I could feel her press down on the side of my head. Then I felt her step up with both feet, her soles over the side of my head, her toes just over my lips and nose. She even wiggled her toes a little on my lips. I was getting uncomfortable under her weight but then nurse Fatima but her foot upon the bed, right in front of my face. Through the wiggling toes of nurse Noal, I could see her move her foot closer to my face.
She brought it up, right under my nose first and made me smell it. Then she started wiggling her big toe on my lips, forcing that fat dirty toe into my mouth. All I could do was take this humiliation that went on and on. After a while Fatima switched to her other foot so the stench was "fresh" again. Suddenly Noal stepped off from my head and jumped to the floor. They grabbed some brooms and started sweeping the hospital floor. My ears were still ringing from the pressure but when I looked around I saw some men comming in. "Good, our patient is awake again !" I could here them say...
When I looked up, I saw two women. By their prison uniforms I could tell they were inmates as well. They must have had some privaleges being some sort of nurses here. One of them had her bare foot on my face, gripping my nose with her toes. The putrid smell was very hard and woke me up real fast. I realized my hands and feet were tied to the bedposts so I wouldn't escape. Also, I could not escape from these so called nurses.
The way I woke up, sniffing and coughing from the foul stench just made them laugh. Grabbing my nose a little more tied, she started shakin my head from side to side to make sure I was awake. The other woman had one foot on my stomach and leant over me a looked at my face, trapped under her friends foot. The presure on my stomach was not to hard, the other foot on my face however was more rough, swaying my head from side to side.
When she finaly took her feet from my face, I could get some fresh air. They were talking and laughing, said somethings I did not understand. Hoping someone could hear me I started yelling "Nurse !, Doctor ! Anyone....". There was no reaction. No wonder, who would care about anyone in this place. The woman that woke me, she was about 40 years old, 5'8" tall, well build, put her hand on my throat and looked down with an evil grin. In some poor english she spoke to me while choking me. "We nurses, you not happy with treament?" she asked me.
I couldn't answer while she had her hand firmly around my throat. I tried to nodd my head to let her now I was "happy" with their treatment. She let go of her grip and just laughed. "You good girl, nurse Fatima will take care of you" she grinned. Somehow I new this was not good but since my arms and legs were tied, I wasn't going anywhere. She pointed at the other woman, younger, I guessed about 25, 5'2" and rather slender. "Nurse Noal assist" she said, "First take urine test".
They pulled down my pants and held a bottle with a wide opening between my legs. I guess I needed to go real bad because it came pretty soon. Normally I can't pee in public, so especially not with two women starring at me. This time the bottle was filled in no time, which seemed to please them. They labbeled the bottle and put it on the floor. Then they both took out another bottle, dropped their pants and also filled it up with their piss. I knew this would not be a standard urine test.
After they finished, nurse Fatima got a fumel and placed it in my mouth. I tried to push it out with my tongue but nurse Noal slapped me hard in the face. Nurse Fatima grinned at me. "Now urine test, tell me, is it yours, mine or Noal's?" she asked and poured some piss into the fumel, right into my mouth. It tasted bitter and salty on my tongue, I tried to spit it out but the fumel on my tongue made it not possible. I had to swallow and after that I said it had to be Noal's, no way to tell but just a lucky guess. "Wrong girl, can try again" Fatima said as she poured down some more. This time I guessed Fatima's. "You sure? Taste better, let go through your mouth like wine" and again she poured in some more.
I let it go through my mouth this time before swallowing it down. "It's yours nurse Fatima, I am sure" I said to her. "Tss, Tss... wrong again" she grinned at me. Yuck, that could only mean she made me drink my own pee. Bit by bit she emptied the bottle, and after that made me guess who's piss was in the next bottle. An hour or so later, there were three empty bottles on the floor beside me. "Had your fun, you fake nurses?" I bitched at them.
"Fake nurse? Me? I will give medical treatment !" Fatima yelled at me. Then she straddled me and sat on my chest. She raised her ass up and let it come down hard on me. Her whole weight was bouncing on my chest and I wondered if there was any kind of medical treatment like this. I felt like a rodeo horses under her, luckily the army bed was a little soft so it kinda like reduce the impact on me. After a few minutes like this she rested her ass on my chest and looked me in the face. "That chest massage" she laughed.
Noal pushed her off of me. "Is different !" she said and put one foot on my belly. She pushed down some times to test my strength. Then she raised herself of the floor and put her other foot on my chest and started pumping. All I could do is take breaths in the tempo she pumped my lungs. She did it for a few minutes and I was almost out of breath.
Noal kept standing on me, now with both her small feet on my soft belly. I was breathing hard with my mouth wide open to get in as much air as I could. Nurse Fatima yelled it was time for a mouth to mouth now and dropped her pants. Before I knew it she said down on my face, her asshole over my mouth, my nose in her crotch. She let out a loud fart right into my mouth. This tasted and smelled so foul but she just got up and laughed at the disgusted look on my face. Damn, this was definetly not medical !
Noal walked up from my belly and was now standing on my chest. Her feet were warm and sweaty and felt soft on my skin. Guess I got used to be crushed under someone's weight by now, and although it was never easy, her weight was pretty much bareable. I tried to lay still and I accepted I was trapped under her soles. She looked down at me, pleased I did not struggle anymore. That way it was easy for her to keep her balance. With one foot she started hovering over my face, making me smell her toes. They didn't smell as bad as Fatima's but nevertheless they did stink.
She turned my head sideways with her foot and I could feel her press down on the side of my head. Then I felt her step up with both feet, her soles over the side of my head, her toes just over my lips and nose. She even wiggled her toes a little on my lips. I was getting uncomfortable under her weight but then nurse Fatima but her foot upon the bed, right in front of my face. Through the wiggling toes of nurse Noal, I could see her move her foot closer to my face.
She brought it up, right under my nose first and made me smell it. Then she started wiggling her big toe on my lips, forcing that fat dirty toe into my mouth. All I could do was take this humiliation that went on and on. After a while Fatima switched to her other foot so the stench was "fresh" again. Suddenly Noal stepped off from my head and jumped to the floor. They grabbed some brooms and started sweeping the hospital floor. My ears were still ringing from the pressure but when I looked around I saw some men comming in. "Good, our patient is awake again !" I could here them say...