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Nurse 1 (MF, nc, S&M, v)
by Paladin (rpaladin@hotcoco.infi.net)
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It was after midnight and the hospital corridor was deathly quiet. Only
the squeak of his rubber soul shoes, barely audible, broke the erie
silence. He walked with the confidence that he would meet no one here
now.
Graveyard shifts are that way...
He arrived at the door and, stole just inside the wards door. He looked
over the beds and gear. Nothing had changed from his last scouting
mission here at visiting time.
His primary target was still there, right where she should be. He all ready
had the setup clearly in his mind, he had the syringe in his right pocket.
He was a pro. He did not take chances. A pair of the hospital issue rubber
gloves were already on his big hands with the palms partially torn off
for some ventilation. Contamination did not worry him, but stray
fingerprints did...
He waited there, for a moment, at the door, this to catch anything different,
or any stray movements.
Seeing nothing amiss, he went in to the ward, directly to her bed side,
and closed off the curtain silently. With the syringe he eased the woman's
and everyone's else's suffering.
(No hesitating so no one would think he didn't belong.)
(Just a little potassium chloride into the I.V. tube and it was over in no
time at all.) No pain and no fuss.. Just another heart attack in the night
and the night nurse had missed it because .....
He cautiously opened the curtain back up and withdrew directly from
the ward. No one saw him so for all practical purposes, he was invisible.
He broke the needle into the spencer box and disposed of that syringe.
Following proper procedure as he went to the nurses station to find the
shift duty nurse and complete the next phase of his nights operations.
<This bitch deserves it..>
He remembered her from his scouting trip earlier, inside the halls when
she came on duty.. Fluffy brown hair, a little on the chunky side for him,
but the man was paying so what the hell.
<Kind of cute... Yea gravy for this trip.. Doesn't pay to cheat the man. In a
week or so she'll learn that. Then after a while, say a year, or two in that
little South American mining town cantina, servicing those filthy pigs
day in and day out she'll wis...>
<Ah forget it... I get her first.. >
<Yes sir, there she is, sitting right there, on her fat ass, reading, a 'boddis
ripper' novel. If she only knew....>
He cautiously slipped up behind her and easily got her in a choke hold. He
kept her fanny glued to the chair.. Despite her thrashing and attempted
resistance, he easily subdued her right there in her warm chair.
After her unconsciousness was sure, a little pinch the tit action, he
lowered her to the floor and quickly removed her white lacy panties.
He opened her unresisting jaws and stuffed her panties in. Then he
taped her lips shut and then her limbs were secured at her sides.
He looked for and took her keys. After he shoved her safely in a laundry
cart, stuffed inside a laundry bag. He wheeled the cart over to the
narcotics locker and took out everything saleable... Stuffed this in
another bag. He looked around and saw the novel, she was reading
on the floor. He retrieved it and her purse. These he also threw it in
the dirty laundry cart.
He had a prepared a safe dose of valium, ever the pro, in his left pocket.
He injected it into the bag, where he thought her hip ought to be. This
guaranteed him no future problems from her in the remainder of his
journey down the halls and out the service entrance.
Again he disposed of the syringe and needle in the proper receptacle.
(Can't be too careful these days.)
At the service entrance he rolled the cart down the ramp, and into his
van and slammed shut the door. He walked around and got in to his
van without a backward glance. The sides of the van claimed to be the
laundry the hospital used. He started it and drove directly to the local
car wash.
There he washed off the water based paint that had identified the van
as belonging to the laundry the hospital used.
Now he drove his now unmarked van to a large shopping center and in
the dumpsters in back , hedisposed of the rubber gloves and some of the
excess sheets from the cart. He groped his prize and was assured by her
feeble attempts at resistance that she was all right.
Quickly he drove over to her apartment and after checking again on the
tapped laundry bag, he went up into her apartment. He downed another
pair of rubber gloves and then using her own keys, entered and cleaned
out all of the valuables. Drugs in one bag, a change of own her clothes,
for appearances, and all her sexys underwear, (girl needs her
props for the customers) in her suitcase. All her financial stuff in a
pillow case.
Wasn't much money and very little jewelry.
<Ah well I'll take it out in trade over the next month or so...>
<Bitch has a safety deposit box... Might be interesting.. later on..>
Now he used fiber tape to secured her securely inside the bag after he
returned to the van. All nice and tidy. He had found everything so he
did not kneed to disturb her.
Then he drove to the diner. He was hungry.. Work does that to him.
At precisely 7 am, from the diner, he phoned the man and informed him
that his poor unfortunate relative had secumed to a heart attack while
that bitch of a night duty nurse had absconded with the pharmacy's
narcotics supply for the floor. Shocking!!
A law suit would confirm the hospitals penny pinching had lead to only
this one irresponsible nurse being on duty and therefor responsible for
his unfortunate relatives death.
The insurance and settlement would be substantial and practically
uncontested.
He would get his cut of that and now for a few days R & R with this little
cheating cunt.. Yea them's the breaks. In the past, he would have just done
the woman and left the nurse to her book but times change....
Today you had to parley your hits just to make ends meat.
In about 1/2 an hour he had finished his breakfast and was again driving
his little packages to the quiet little cabin where he was going to change
her cheating life.
He took his time. The drive would be short but he would not speed.
He did not want to be stopped by some county mounty.. Not with his
little pleasure toy in back...
**************
He looked all around as he drove past the isolated cabin.
This made sure no one was waiting for him before he drove up to the
cabin on his next pass.
He stopped at the front door of the old smoke house and took out the
laundry cart with her in it.
He lifted her up over his massive shoulder and carried her now
struggling form inside the old stone building.
To get things off on the right foot he dropped her off his shoulder
and onto the dirt floor.
"UUUUHEHUDHD" came the protest through the tapped up bag.
He went back and secured the van closed.
Again inside the building he cut out a swatch from the bag over her face
and for the first time said to her,
"Hello Sarra baby. You don't know me but I sure enough know you. Now
I've got some things to do, but you wait right here and when I get back
we'll have a hell of a party and your going to be the dissert."
As he was sure she would not disturb the surrounding wild life, he
removed the tape and soaking panties from her mouth.
"I'll give you money.." she pleaded through the bag.
"You mean the pittance in the First National.." he retorted..
"Well I have a saf.. " she began.
"Yea in the Peoples Savings and Loan, got that too..." he finished
her sentence.
"I have so..." she started again.
"Got um all from the cabinet. So you see you only got that cute little
ass there to your self and soon as I settle up with the man.. That'll be
mine too.
"So you just stay right there, keep it warm for me, and wait .. OK? I'll
fix ya up to the pole here so you won't go all stiff laying there on the
cold floor.
"I'll scream..." she offered.
"OK but don't ya want some water first?" he answered.
He took down a water bottle he prepared last night and forced it
into her mouth. By holding her nose he forced down the 2 liters
of salty water into her tummy..
He lifter her vertical and taped her, bag and all, to a pole used in
season to hang smoke venison.
He positioned her so she could see only the back wall of the room,
and then he informed her,
"I'll be back in a while sweetie... You go on with your screaming.. ya
hear?"
When she heard the door close and she felt alone she commenced to
screaming....
After a while she knew it was useless and her throat hurt so she stopped.
He drove to the cabin and unloaded the contents outside.
The laundry basket with the hospitals sheets he set about shredding and
compressed the leavings to fit into some plastic garbage bags. These were
going to the dump tomorrow.
The narcotics from the hospital and her bank records he stuffed into his
car's ample trunk. Her suit case he left in the van.
He secured the van inside the garage and set off his meeting with the man.
It was a pleasant drive back to the city and he got top wholesale for the
hospitals stuff.
The man gave him cash for the broads bank stuff and promised a full half
of anything over the amount owed that might be in the safe deposit box.
Satisfied with his business he had a leisurely lunch in town before setting
out for his afternoons diversion with the bitch.
Upon his arrival in the area he drove around again to assured himself
that the smoke house and cabin were still secured and no one was lying
in wait for him.
He opened the old structure with a padlock key and was pleased to see
the laundry bag containing the now frantic nurse still bound to the pillar.
"Honey ... I'm home!..." he called out.
A rasping sound was emitted from the hole he had cut into the bag.
True she had shouted herself silly, at first, in hopes of arousing someone
to rescue her, but then her throat began to hurt, and the salt ladened
water he had forced her to drink had also had an very drying effect on
her mouth and throat. By this time she found a terrible thirst for water
building in her.
He looked into the reddened eyes of the captive and saw the hate there.
Smiling he went to the cubbard and obtained a handful of the white power.
He had to tear the laundry bag further and force her jaws open, as she was
very uncooperative, but he managed to deposit most of the salt inside her
all ready parched mouth and then he held her mouth closed so that the salt
could soaked up all her available oral fluids.
When he was satisfied he let her wretch and try to expel the remainder of
the now pasty white salt. Her lips, tongue, inner cheeks retained a lot of
the salt.
Next he set about cutting off the bag and its restraining tape.
After her long captivity she just slunk to the floor and did not fight. Even
when he pad locked her long slender neck to the pillar about 6 inches off
the floor.
He walked over to the far wall and drew himself a glass of water. He
turned around the chair and seated himself with his head propped up by
the chair's railed back. He observed her like some lab experiment.
Smiling at her shuttering body he explained,
"Honey you pissed off the man. He doesn't like when little cunts cheat
him out of his share of the money so, now you are going to be here for a
while to repent."
Threw hate filled eyes she tried to get up, the chain snubbed her. She
tried to crawl over to get at him, but he just sat there, amused at her feeble
attempts at attack with the precious water in his left hand.
She was held a full 6 feet from him by her neck chain.
Her attempt thwarted, she sunk to the floor and attempted to cry and
question him but her parched throat would not let the words form.
"I gave ya a dose of salt water when ya got here and just now I gave ya
a hand fall of pure sault to really dry ya out. Your lips are puckering
and in a short while you'll do anything, and I do mean anything for this."
He held up the glass of clear water and then pored it slowly down onto
the dry floor.
Her eyes practically bugged out of her head. She would have gladly have
killed for that or any other water. She strangled herself attempting to get
to the drying puddle with her tongue.
"Now I'm a little tired. Had a late night, so I going back to the house and
get some shut eye. If when I return I find a nice nudie slut strumming her
little button just waiting for me, why I might give ya some water but if you
have one stitch of that shit on... Well then I can wait till tomorrow or the
next day .... Can you?"
"Now you just wait right there and resist all ya want. I can take rejection.
Can you?? I wonder?"
He hung a saline bag in the far corner of the room. He adjusted it to a
very slow drip into a large tub.
Drip ....... Drip ...... Drip ......
"You just watch the little drops and feel how heavy that silly uniform
can get..."
Noting the desperation in her eyes he left the smoke house and
padlocked the door..