Lakeside Youth Sanatorium

By Katie McN  <katie@katie-mcn.com>

(c) Copyright 2002, Katie McN


   A lot of people wonder why a guy like me became a nurse.  
The main reason is pussy which is pretty much the reason 
for everything I do.

   Four years ago I was looking for something different and 
decided to enroll at Lakeside Community College.  I went 
for the Nursing Program because I heard most nurses are 
free with their snatch and decided it was the best place to 
get some serious action.  During the process of me fucking 
every student nurse in the class, I ended up graduating.  
It was a bitch having to leave the promised land and get a 
job, but I always land on my feet so I wasn't too 
concerned.

   Most nurses won't work in a sanatorium and hardly anyone 
wants to deal with teenagers.  Since I didn't graduate at 
the top of the class, I had to take a four day week, 6 PM 
to 6 AM shift at the Lakeside Youth Sanatorium. It turned 
out to be the best move of my life.  It wasn't just the 
good pay and benefits either.  The hidden perks were 
amazing.

   The night shift gives out most of the drugs so I had 
ready access to anything I wanted.  I think using is 
stupid, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't let someone else 
fuck up.  I learned right away that sedating most of these 
fools was the best way to go.  That's standard 
psychotherapy.  Someone drops off a raving loonie and the 
next time they see the jerk he's calm as can be.  People 
think progress was made and of course the patient is real 
easy to take care of when he can't do anything but walk 
around and mumble.

   Most of the patients are between 12 and 15 years of age, 
and all of them come from rich families.  I could of copped 
an attitude right away with these pampered assholes, but 
fucking with them all the time gave me a whole different 
perspective.  Rich people can afford diseases that poor 
people can't even spell.  I figured I could help make their 
problems real.

   Mandy Kozarn is a perfect example.  Most people have 
heard of the Kozarn Family.  They're big in computers, 
software and all the other dot com stuff that pays off 
major league.  So of course she's an anorexic and thinks 
she has problems even though she's been handed everything 
on a silver platter.

   I found out how easy it was to mess with her head after 
eating dinner one night.  The cook always gave me as much 
as I wanted to eat including something to take back to the 
ward for a late night snack.  I don't know how I thought of 
it, but I decided to fill a plate to overflowing with every 
fattening thing I could think off.  Just to make sure, I 
covered the whole mess with gravy and whipped cream.  It 
almost made me sick to carry it back to the ward.

   Mandy was doing her impression of a Dachau inmate when I 
walked into her room.  The cunt weighed 91 pounds of 
nothing but skin and bones.  She tried to hide it with real 
loose clothes, but that only made her look worse.

   "Here's a tray for you, Mandy, and I'm gonna sit here 
until you eat it all.  Get your ass started or I'll shove 
it down you throat you skinny bitch."

   "Take it away.  Take it away.  I can't eat it.  Please 
go away."

   "You got to have some nourishment so I'll give you a 
choice.  You can eat everything on the plate or you can 
suck me dry."

   I didn't have to wait for her answer.  I was unzipping 
my fly when she started to throw up.  It wasn't much, but I 
figured she wasn't going to be eating a big meal any time 
soon.  She looked at me like she didn't understand what I 
was saying which pissed me off to no end.  I grabbed her 
hair and pulled her down to her knees.  Still no 
comprehension.  All I needed to do was move the plate of 
food around and the bitch started pulling my cock out of my 
pants.  It took her some time to let my nine-incher see the 
light of day.  It was almost hard by then and her grabbing 
it got it the rest of the way along.

   She was trying to act like some sort of a martyr and 
really wasn't getting into it much.  Just a slow suck which 
was fine with me.  I had all night and her mouth was like a 
vacuum cleaner.  Eventually she figured she better end it 
so she got down and hummed my big pole.  I made her swallow 
the whole mess and thought it was probably the best meal 
she had in days. Every time I needed a good laugh, I'd 
bring a big plate of food into her room to see what she'd 
be willing to do instead of eat.


   The job had its down sides, too.  Teen boys are nothing 
but trouble anyway and worse when their heads are all 
scrambled.  And, of course, the rich ones are a complete 
pain in the ass.  I learned early how to handle the 
problem.

   We used Thorazine to sedate the patients when they 
started to act up.  Every one of them had it prescribed 'as 
needed' so that meant I could give them as much as I 
wanted.  This saved me no end of grief.

   I heard two of the rich boys screaming at each other in 
one of the rooms. I just grabbed a syringe and the bottle 
of T and went looking for the problem.  I only had the one 
syringe but who would know?

   "Get your clothes off, shit heads, and do it fast." 
These two had my boot in their asses more than once so they 
knew there was no backing away from anything I said.  In no 
time at all they were standing there in nothing but skin.

   I shot each one up with about four times the usual dose.  
They were walking around like robots after five minutes and 
acting very cooperative. In fact I decided to do what I 
call a science experiment.  I got the two boys to stand in 
front of each other and grab the other one's cock.  All I 
had to do was say something and they'd get right to it.  I 
had to repeat myself a lot since they tended to forget 
things real fast but that wasn't too big a deal.

   It took a little time, but they finally got each other 
hard.  I could of let it go like that and they would of 
shot their wads at each other.  It seemed like a better 
idea to teach them something new.

   "Tommy, get on your hands and knees.  Yah, spread your 
legs a little bit. Good."

   "Billy, stick you cock into Tommy's asshole.  It's the 
brown thing right in front of you."

   I loved watching Billy ream Tommy.  Just minutes earlier 
they were fighting and now they were acting like two 
lovers.  Billy must of liked what he was doing because he 
came after a minute or two.  There wasn't a lot of blood 
coming out of Tommy's asshole so he'd just think he had 
trouble taking a shit whenever he notice the problem.

   "Tommy, you got shit all over Billy's dick.  You better 
lick it off before he gets mad."

   Tommy must of figured I was on to something and he soon 
got to licking Billy clean.  One thing I have to say about 
13 year old boys, they come back fast.  All the licking and 
cleaning got Billy hard as a rock again so I told Tommy 
that since he was down there anyhow, he might as well give 
Billy a blow job.

   I could of spent the rest of my shift fucking with those 
two, but I had other things to do.



   Girls usually do what they're told and don't cause a lot 
of problems.  It's just the way they are.  Sissy Pine was 
way beyond that.  She wanted to please and if you even 
looked a little bit unhappy with her, she would break down 
and cry.  I think everyone including most of the patients 
fucked with her one way or the other.  About the only 
friend she had was the ward dog, Barkie.  He was the most 
friendly dog you could imagine and thought that Sissy was 
special.  I figured she owed him.

   One night I found her playing with Barkie in her room.  
They seemed to be having a good time so I decided to mess 
with her head.

   "You never do anything for Barkie, you lazy bitch." She 
was starting to cry already.  "It's time you paid him back 
for being your friend."

   It took me some time to get her to take off her clothes 
and then get on the floor with the dog.  Barkie had no idea 
what was going on and just wanted to play.  I had Sissy 
give herself a hand job to let the dog get the idea.  He 
finally started paying attention and was licking her pussy 
while she moved her hand in and out of her slot.  She was 
really crying by then and I thought she might not like 
having a dog lick her box.  By this time the dog's red cock 
was sticking out and looked ready to go.  When I put him on 
Sissy's back he tried to slam it into her pussy, but only 
ended up slapping it into her legs.

   "Stick Barkie's cock into your pussy and quit messing 
with the dog.  What kind of an asshole are you anyway?"

   She was crying a lot louder now, but her hand did move 
back and guide the lust-crazed dog's dick into her box.  I 
don't think she was ready for him to slam it to her that 
hard.  Her crying turned to screams for a while and then 
she seemed to get into it.  I watched Barkie go for it 
another three or four minutes until he came.  She found out 
the rest of it when the dog's cock expanded and the two of 
them were stuck together on the floor. I think it was 
painful but couldn't say for sure.  I figure girls are made 
for that sort of thing anyway, so mostly it was just her 
bitching.

   Barkie was probably one of the happiest dogs around.  I 
told Sissy that she was a horrible person and to make up 
for it she had to fuck Barkie every night and then give him 
a blow job.  The dog was confused when she tried to suck 
him off the first time.  I doubt if dogs give each other 
head. He caught on fast and pretty soon he was following 
her around everywhere she went.  It couldn't of been all 
that bad for her since she made her parents buy the dog 
when she was finally released from care.

   Deirdre Klein had a bad chase of schizophrenia.  The 
doctors tried all kinds of meds but nothing seemed to work 
and she stayed in a dream world all the time.  She would 
cooperate with anything and go where you wanted her to go 
but that was about it.  She had to be fed and dressed.  The 
worst part was her pissing and shitting her clothes all the 
time.  She caused me a lot of extra work so I decided she 
owed me.

   Since the boys came from rich families, they had plenty 
of money.  They were always horny, too, so I was able to 
make some cash to supplement my paycheck.  When one of the 
boys slipped me a few bucks I'd bring Deirdre into his room 
and let him do whatever he wanted to her.  I figure she 
must have been fucked and reamed more times than your 
average hooker.  She never said anything about it so I must 
have been doing her a favor.  Sometimes I'd move her around 
to five or six different rooms in a night.  A couple of 
those boys were pretty kinky and she ended up with some odd 
bruises and bumps.  All I had to do was put something in 
her chart about her falling out of bed and no one was the 
wiser.

   I thought I was screwed when Herbie Rocktower's dad told 
me he knew I was fixing his son up with a whore.  It turns 
out that he wanted to be part of the action and was willing 
to pay double for the shot at some 14 year old snatch.  Why 
not?  It's not like Deirdre's pussy was going to wear out 
and she didn't know it happened anyway.  I saw Herbie's dad 
visiting about twice a week and each time he gave me some 
coin and I set him up.

   There was a problem when Mr.  Rocktower got an emergency 
call one night. I figured I better interrupt in case it 
really was important.  I didn't think he'd mind me watching 
his middle aged ass thrashing some tight little teen cunt.  
Well, I was wrong in more ways than one.

   When I got into the room I saw Deirdre laying on her 
back which by now was becoming a familiar place for her.  
Herbie was slipping it to her and he seemed to be having a 
great time.  It might have been because Deirdre was doing 
it for him, or it could of been because of his father's big 
cock that was jammed into his bung hole.  I had to admit 
that this was a new one for me and watched them go at it 
for awhile.  It must of been something they worked on 
because father and son had a simultaneous orgasm.  I don't 
think Deirdre knew what happen.

   Deirdre helped me out in other ways.

   The shit in her bed pissed me off so I decided to see 
what I could do with it to make up for my troubles.  It was 
fun the first couple of times I filled her hands with shit 
and watched to see what she did with it.  Painting her with 
shit was fun, too, but there's only so much you can do in 
that medium.  My father didn't raise a dummy and it finally 
came to me.

   Deirdre shit her bed maybe once or twice a day.  Now 
that I had my plan, I happily cleaned it up.  It wasn't 
real messy and just a matter of getting used to putting the 
brown logs into a bed pan.

   Once I collected the nights work, I walked over to 
Mandy's room and played a little game with her.

   "You worthless cunt." I pretty much thought all of the 
bitches were that and it seemed to get their attention.  
"You're not eating because you think you're lower than 
dirt.  What did you do, fuck your old man or something? 
Well, I got a better way for you to show us you're nothing 
but scum.  Eat this."

   She didn't put it together at first and almost gagged 
when I set the pan of warm shit in front of her.  Her brain 
mustn't of been working all that well because it took her a 
minute to see that this was even better than not eating.  
She looked around for a spoon or fork, but when she saw me 
shake my head no, she buried her face in the pan and ate 
like a pig.  I never got tired of watching her do it and 
she seemed to like it herself.  I think she started to 
acquire a taste for Deirdre's shit, or at least she didn't 
gag when I gave it to her.

   Through no fault of my own.  I may have saved her life.  
She started gaining weight and after a couple of months she 
was up to 112 pounds.  The doctors tried to take credit for 
it but, when her father showed up to bring her home, she 
told him that I was the one who got her to eat and she had 
to have me around or she would starve herself again.

   It didn't take him any time at all to put me on the 
payroll at a sizable increase.  Since Mandy was now my only 
patient, I used her for all my little pranks.  After awhile 
I ran out of my own ideas and had to ask some of my friends 
for new ways to demean her.  Mandy was willing to do 
anything as long as she felt humiliated and punished.  The 
list of things I got her to do is endless but my personal 
favorite is when I took her downtown and watched six bag 
ladies gang bang her in an alley.  I had to keep back 
because those bitches smelled so bad they could hardly 
stand being next to each other.  They did teach Mandy a few 
new tricks and after I cleaned her up and dressed the 
wounds she seemed almost good as new.


   I always felt that someone like me would end up in jail 
for the shit I pulled.  It didn't stop me but it was always 
there in the back of my mind. It turns out I was wrong 
about that, too.  Mr.  Rocktower was so happy with the way 
I got his daughter back to health that he didn't mind it 
when she said she wanted to marry me.  It was easy to get 
her to do it after I told her I couldn't think of a worse 
person for her to marry than me.

   We're living in a big house he bought us as a wedding 
present and I get a regular check every month.  He figured 
it would be better for me to be his heir since she had a 
history of mental illness.  I agreed and told him I'd 
always be there to take care of her.  Of course once I get 
the money, she'll find her ass downtown with the rest of 
the bag ladies.

   We've never been able to have children and that is a 
problem since I wanted some heirs to torture with changing 
the will every time someone got out of line.  That problem 
will soon be solved.  I found two eleven year old twin 
girls whose parents were killed in a car accident.  After I 
slipped the case worker a couple of bucks, she approved the 
adoption.

   I hope the two bitches are still virgins when they 
finally arrive here.


The End 


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