>>48148881I want to wake up in a hospital room to Nurse Joy's gentle smile warming my soul. I want her soft hands to change my IV, fluff up my pillow, help me out of my bed and guide me to recovery over the course of many weeks.
I want her reassuring voice and quiet presence to provide comfort for me as I regain function of my body.
And then, on one of our last days together I inject her with a syringe teeming with tranquilizer, shove her to the bed and pull down her scrubs. Her eyelids are fluttering and she's shaking her head even as she's dragged into unconsciousness, she doesn't want this, she's beginning to groan, but I cover her mouth and gently shush her, softly reassure her. She's unshaved, and I gently play with the coarse hairs on her soft pussy, and she trembles. I move down to taste it, the sweat of a hard day's work, a faint whiff of soap from today's shower, and she whimpers. I got the dosage wrong, so instead of going under, she's aware of everything that's happening, unable to do anything about it. Gently kissing her neck, I take off my pants and start thrusting into her, harder, faster, pouring my feelings of gratitude and love deep into her, and then loads and loads of my pent up seed, over and over, until my balls are empty. I gently kiss her soft lips after, and take pictures of her ruined state for further blackmail. 