“Looks like we’re going to need to clean you out back here,” she said, cheerfully.
Alex’s stomach dropped. He didn’t understand what she meant, but his imagination couldn’t come up with anything pleasant. And there was nothing he could do, although he automatically jerked at the restraints. The frame rattled but didn’t give in the slightest.
He couldn’t see what was happening, although he could hear all sorts of strange sounds, but Nurse Roche was pulling a hose up from a special floorboard and attaching a long nozzle to the end of it. The nozzle was about four inches long and slightly tapered, made of a special material that had been specifically designed for the use it was about to be put to.
All Alex knew was something hard pressed against his anal hole, too stiff and unyielding to be denied. With his legs far apart and attached to the frame, he couldn’t clench his buttocks closed, anyway. There was nothing he could do but pull uselessly at his restraints as Nurse Roche fed the tube into his asshole. Once it was firmly lodged inside, she pressed a button on the hose, and the base of the nozzle, just inside Alex’s opening, expanded into a little round ball, making it impossible for him to expel. He groaned at the sudden change in the nozzle as that part of his tunnel stretched and protested.
“Good boy.” Nurse Roche patted his ass, and Alex rattled the frame again. Her patronization was getting to him. He wasn’t doing anything to be good; he just didn’t have the option of doing anything else.
A gush of fluid into his rectum, distracted Alex from his growing frustration and anger. The fluid was warm, almost soothing if it wasn’t for the location, and that just made Alex all the more uncomfortable. If whatever the nurse was doing had led to something painful, he would have preferred that. Painful he could resist, could fight against. This almost-pleasurable feeling of warmth in his belly was harder to be angered by.
The flow of warmth continued, filling him, until he was uncomfortable, and his body started to strain against the restraints. Which was exactly when the nurse stopped it.
“Almost done,” she said cheerfully and pushed another button. The nozzle expanded and pressed against the walls of his body, and the water began to flow out of him, cleaning out his bowels before being sucked down through the hose and into the wastepipes of the building. “A good enema is just what you needed. No more mess. It’s a lovely little system.”
Her chirpy tone, as if what she was doing was normal, really grated. Alex tried to concentrate on his annoyance, rather than the feeling of pleasurable relief that swept through him as the fluid rushed back out. The nozzle shrank inside him, including the little bulb that created a plug, and then it was withdrawn. He sagged in relief and hated himself for doing so. Not that he’d ever expected to be in this kind of situation, but any time he’d ever imagined himself captured at the hands of enemies—What little boy didn’t?—he’d thought he would do better than he had so far.
Nurse Roche wiped around his anus with a cloth, cleaning the last remnants from the abused hole, and then the frame began to move, bringing him back to an upright, standing position.
Alex closed his eyes as she cleaned the sticky mess of his sperm and Bella’s juices from his groin, hating the reminder of what he’d done before coming to this room. So far, his actions had not been those of the hero he’d always pictured himself as. He didn’t know what else he could have done under the circumstances, but being cleaned of the aftermath filled him with shame and guilt and fury.
“Alright, Moon Boy, let’s get you measured.” The term sounded like an insult, but he ignored it.
Measured for what?
The nurse came around to the front of him and knelt down in front of his soft cock. He had a moment of disdain as he looked down at her. Would she try to get him hard to measure the length of his dick? Even if he wasn’t completely disgusted by the situation, he’d just come twice. Getting him hard again when he wasn’t remotely aroused wouldn’t be easy, and it seemed stupid for her to want to measure his cock.
But she didn’t seem at all interested in trying to get him hard. She had a soft ring made of a stretchy-looking material—possibly similar to the material from the enema nozzle—and she pushed his balls through it, one at a time, before pulling his limp dick through, as well. The ring rested snugly against his groin and around his entire cock and balls, and made his dick feel strange. The sensation of his pulse flowing through that entire area was amplified.
“Hmmm…” The nurse fiddled with a remote in her hand, and the ring tightened, although not uncomfortably. Just snugly, as if it were hugging the base of his cock and balls. “That should do it, but let’s make sure.”
She leaned forward and took his cock between her lips, and his hips surged forward in shock. Her hot, wet mouth around his dick seemed more intense than he’d ever felt—maybe an effect of the ring. He clamped his jaw around the gag and resisted the trickles of pleasure that tingled through him as her tongue flicked against his pee-hole and she sucked gently on his flaccid dick.
Alex tried to think of everything he could to keep himself from getting hard. The Moon. His family. Finding Ken and Lisa in bed together. Bella—no, that was a bad idea. The Wolf. How sore his asshole was.
None of it did any good. Slowly but surely, his dick began to harden as the nurse skillfully fellated him. Alex felt the same sense of shame and humiliation he had when he’d first looked at Bella’s naked body and hadn’t been able to control his reaction. Jerking hard at the frame did nothing but make the soldiers in the doorway smirk, and even looking at them did nothing to halt the slow rise of his cock.
Even though the things going through his mind should have deflated him immediately, it was like his cock couldn’t get smaller, like it could only get bigger and harder. The nurse’s fingers tickled his balls, which were exquisitely sensitive as his cock grew and the ring snugged against his body grew tighter.
Nurse Roche was obviously skilled at giving oral sex—she was able to take the entire length of his cock down her throat. His cock hardened no matter what he did to try slowing the process. He didn’t give in though, and when she finally pulled her lips from the angry red organ, he growled at her through the gag.
She ignored him, putting her hand around the shaft and pumping it. “Very nice…” she said approvingly. “I think you might be the biggest Moon Boy we’ve had here.” A wicked smile crossed her face. “In fact… I think I might even like to play with you a bit, Toy.”
The frame he was on began to tilt backward, and Nurse Roche stepped out of the way until it held his body completely parallel with the floor, at which point it began to lower. The entire time, his cock ached and grew even harder, despite the cessation of stimulation. Alex didn’t know how, but he knew it was because of the ring she’d placed around him.
Once he was on the floor, Nurse Roche stood over him, lifting up her skirts as she straddled his waist. Alex had plenty of experience with women, including older ones. He loved women and, while he was always faithful when he was in a relationship, he’d had a fair number of sexual partners in his life. But he’d never had an experience like this, where he was completely out of control of the situation. He’d never had a woman hike up her skirts and point his cock to the ceiling so she could lower herself onto it without any participation or cooperation from him.
Despite the fact that her pussy was slick and tight, he couldn’t let go and enjoy what was happening.
Not that she seemed to care. Neither did the soldiers in the doorway. They watched impassively as Nurse Roche, her skirt bunched around her hips, started to bounce up and down on top of his cock. It felt fantastic, physically. His cock was so hard, so engorged, and the wet haven of her pussy fit snugly around it. But his head was not engaged, and he felt sick and ashamed that he couldn’t force his traitorous organ back down.
The nurse’s moans filled his ears and churned his stomach as she bounced and gyrated on top of him. He truly did feel like a toy; a sex toy she was using for her own gratification. As her pussy squeezed and slid up and down his shaft, his orgasm began to build, the physical stimulation overriding his mind.
Part of him felt relieved: it would be over soon.
But the tight ring around his balls and dick had done something. The sensation built and continued to build, far past the point of comfort, and yet the tight ring held his physical reaction in check. Alex groaned, his body straining to cum now, the intense need completely overwhelming as Nurse Roche continued her self-pleasure ride on his cock. Tears welled in his eyes as the discomfort became almost painful, like a blockage within his body, and the pressure was building up and up behind it…
The nurse threw back her head and screamed out her orgasm, and the ring around his balls and dick loosened just the tiniest increment…