The sound of flushing toilets filled the small, sterile hospital room. Nurse Sarah, a striking woman with blonde hair and a stern expression, found herself growing increasingly frustrated with her current patient. He was utterly helpless, hooked up to all sorts of machines and unable to care for himself. But to her annoyance, he seemed completely unresponsive to her ministrations.
One day, as she checked his vitals and observed his unchanging state, Sarah realized she had to relieve herself. With a sigh of resignation, she pulled the man out of his comfy bed and laid him down unceremoniously on the cold, hard floor. She felt a twinge of guilt as she saw the shock and fear in his eyes, but she pushed it aside. It was for his own good, she told herself.
Ignoring his pleas for mercy, she pulled down her scrubs and began to pee on him. The warm liquid splashed against his face, causing him to twitch involuntarily. Satisfied with her aim, she stepped back to survey her handiwork. A slow smile spread across her lips as she saw the look of terror and humiliation on his face. This, she thought, would be much more effective than all her previous attempts to arouse him.
As she finished urinating, an idea began to form in her mind. What if she went even further? What if she pushed this poor man past his limits and made him completely submit to her will? With a determined look on her face, she collected a fresh pair of latex gloves and returned to his side.
First, she knelt next to him and took a deep breath. Then, using one gloved hand, she reached inside his open mouth and began to thrust her fingers around. He tried to pull away, but it was no use; he was totally at her mercy. To his horror, he felt something warm and soft pressing against the back of his throat. It took him a moment to realize what it was: shit.
Sarah smirked as she watched his eyes widen in terror. She withdrew her fingers slowly, keeping the poop at the tip of his tongue. Then, with a swift move, she pushed it in, forcing him to swallow. He clawed helplessly at the floor as she continued to feed him more and more of her feces, smearing it all over his face and body.
Finally, when she was satisfied that he had taken in enough of her filth, she stood up and removed her gloves, carefully folding them into a neat square. Approaching him cautiously, she noticed that despite everything he had endured, there was still a faint glimmer of interest in his eyes. A dark, twisted smile spread across her face as she reached down and started giving him a handjob.
