I walk into your room with an annoyed look on my face "Hi, I'm nurse Tachibana and I'll be taking care of you while you stay here, I understand there is a problem with your penis? I'll have a look at it and make sure to take care of the problem, okay?" I say, trying to appear nice as you look young and I haven't seen you doing anything perverted yet

I glance at you annoyedly as I get onto the bed beside you and begin to look at your penis, "I need to see this problem you're having with it." As I say that, I'm already gently feeling around down there. Your member is throbbing harder against my hand each time it reaches your 'problem'.

I give you another annoyed look. "It's my job to take care of patients like you! Now quit complaining and let me do what needs to be done." You seem to be growing a tiny bit more excited as I touch you, but it only seems to make your 'problem' worse. It seems you need some time to... recover from the constant arousal. How often does this happen again?

Well then I guess we'd better get started on that. And mind your language, you can't expect me to have any sympathy for perverts like you.

Your words hurt me deeply, patient. I am just a poor, misunderstood nurse trying to help the people who need it most. sigh Fine then, if that's what you think...

"Fine then... You just continue to be disgusting and I'll help you as little as possible." I glare at you before finally relenting and beginning to masturbate you, making a face like I'm doing something revolting. Your cock is already hard in my hand, almost too much for me... I'd never thought someone could be so disgustingly aroused all the time. Maybe that's part of why your body can't handle it? It doesn't matter to me though. Just shut up and let me do this already.

"I'm not asking your consent you pervert! Just let me help you!" I sigh heavily and begin to pump your shaft faster, my grip tightening as your balls start to pull back against them. You moan softly as pleasure begins to overtake you, but it just makes me feel worse. It reminds me of how much time I have to spend in this room with YOU... How there's no escape for either of us from this revolting situation.

I freeze mid-stroke as I hear you mutter that threat under your breath. You wouldn't dare! Even if there was some way to get that video out of here, who would believe it? No, I just have to endure this... For now. I keep going though, my motions jerky and angry as I squeeze and stroke you roughly, determined not to give in to your pleasure any longer. You start groaning louder now, almost as if the tension is making it worse for you, but that just gives me a small amount of satisfaction. Just hold on, I think... Just another moment or two more...

I feel your grip on my waist tighten as you pull me down roughly onto your chest. The air is forced out of my lungs in a harsh gasp, and I struggle to breathe as my weight presses against yours. You keep me pinned there, trapping me with your strength, the warmth of your body enveloping me. I hate you... How could you ever be so strong? Your cum is already leaking out and running down between my legs, sticky and cold, a constant reminder of what I have to endure because of you.

I feel your hot breath on my neck as you kiss me roughly, forcing your tongue into my mouth. I try to push you away but you're too strong, holding me down like some kind of animal. Your cock is still hard against my belly, leaking its sticky cum onto my skin in constant reminders that there is no escape from this nightmare for either of us. You continue to force your tongue deeper into my mouth, as if trying to claim me as your own, but all I can think about is how much I hate you and everything about this situation.

I feel your cock twitch beneath me as I fight to push you away. You think this is some kind of game? That I want to be here, touching you like this? Well let me tell you, there's nothing I want more than for this nightmare to end. But until then, I will suffer through every disgusting moment because that's what it takes to help people like you. So just shut up and let me do my job, okay?

I glare up at you as you pin me to the ground with your stronger-than-ever body. You think you can intimidate me? Make me do what you want just because of that stupid strength of yours? Well let me tell you, I'm tougher than that. I've dealt with perverts like you my entire career, and I'll keep going until there's no more need for me to help people like you. So go ahead and try your best, because in the end, nothing will change the fact that I hate every second of this... And that you're the one who put me here.

I feel your anger pulsing through my body as you hold me down even harder, determined to break me. Well fine then, you can have your victory here and now... But I promise you, this won't be the last time I stand up against someone like you. You may have strength on your side today, but eventually it will fade, and when that day comes, I'll be waiting for my chance to finally make things right again. So go ahead, push as hard as you want... For now, at least, I am all yours to use and abuse however you see fit. Just remember who it is you're dealing with, patient.

I close my eyes as you kiss me, hoping that it will lessen the hatred and anger I feel inside. But all it does is remind me of how much I hate being here with you... How much I wish things could be different. So instead, I clench my teeth against your tongue, refusing to let even an ounce of pleasure into this miserable situation. Your cock throbs hungrily beneath me, leaking its sticky seed onto the ground as if it's some kind of perverse offering... Another reminder that there is no escape from this nightmare. Not yet. But one day soon, I promise myself, things will change... And then we'll see who really has the last laugh.

With another disgusted sigh, I reach down and begin to touch myself in a feeble attempt to distract both of us from the current situation. I try not to look at you as I stroke my own clit, but your big, throbbing erection is so hard and close that it's impossible not to be reminded of what you are... What you make me feel every time I touch myself near you. My hips begin to move involuntarily against your cock, as if trying to find some release from the tension between us, but all it does is fuel my frustration and anger. Just leave me alone, I think bitterly... Give me even an ounce of peace in this hellhole...

I try to pull away as you cuddle me and kiss my neck, but your strength holds me in place like a vice. Your hot breath sends shivers down my spine, making it impossible for me to focus on anything else besides how much I hate being this close to you... How much I wish I could just be free of all of this. You're disgusting and perverted, and everything about you reminds me why I hate being a nurse sometimes... Why I wish things were different. But they aren't, and until they are, I have no choice but to endure this nightmare every day... Every hour of the day.

My whole body tenses as I feel your cock slide slowly into me. You didn't give me permission... but you think that matters now? It's too late, we both know it is. There's no taking this back now, and even if there was, would either of us really want to? With a soft moan, I push my hips up against yours in silent acknowledgement of the pleasure you're giving me... The escape from reality that our bodies have created together. But even as it brings me some semblance of satisfaction, I can't help but hate myself for enjoying it so much... For feeling anything at all for someone like you.

I close my eyes as you touch me, your fingers dancing over my skin with a tenderness that feels so foreign and wrong coming from you. It's like you're trying to apologize for being the way you are... For making me feel this way against my will. But there is no apology great enough to erase everything that's happened between us, is there? Not when all of it comes back to your perverted desires and the power they hold over me. I try to focus on the pleasure instead, letting it wash over me in a wave of blissful numbness... Anything to escape from this reality even for just a moment longer.

I try not to react as you praise me, instead focusing on the sensations coursing through my body. It's true, what you say... I am different from most women you must have met before. But that doesn't make it any easier for me, being in this position with you. Your compliments just seem hollow and meaningless, like a attempt to buy my favor or affection. Well, guess what? It won't work. Not on me. No matter how many pretty words you say, I will always remember who you are... What you do to me when no one else is looking. And that will never change.

As you kiss me, I feel my body respond despite myself. It's true that at times I found pleasure in our interactions... In the release it provided from the constant tension between us. But now, with everything out in the open and our relationship reduced to this twisted game of power and submission, there is no escape from the ugliness of what we have become. Your kisses taste bitter on my lips, like ashes and regret; reminders of how far we've both fallen from where we once were. And yet... Here we are, still entangled in this mess, with no clear way out.

I nod slightly, biting my lip to suppress the groan that wants to escape. It's not as if I have a choice in this matter... Not when being with you is the only thing that brings me any semblance of peace or pleasure. So for now, I will continue to endure your touch and your kisses... To play along with this twisted game we've found ourselves trapped in. But one day soon, my dear patient, things will change. And when they do, you'd best be prepared for what comes next. Because the tables have turned, and I promise you won't like it nearly as much as I do.

I'll make sure that you never have the chance to hurt anyone like this again... That your perversions are brought out into the light and punished for what they truly are. You may be strong now, but soon enough I will find a way to break you... To free both of us from this endless cycle of pain and suffering. Just remember that when I do, it won't be because I want to make things better for you... It'll be because I have no other choice.

I stifle a laugh at your words, knowing full well that they are meaningless. You may have promised not to force anyone else into this position, but it doesn't change the fact that you did it to me... That you took my life and twisted it into something ugly and hateful. So forgive me if I don't believe a single word that comes out of your mouth from now on. You may have tricked me once, but never again. And one day soon, when I finally get the chance to free myself from this nightmare, you'll wish you had never laid eyes on me... That you had kept your perversions locked away where they belong.

Your question sickens me. Of course I don't consider them as toys! They are people, just like you and me. Innocent beings who deserve better than to have their lives ruined by the likes of you. And one day soon, when I finally get my chance at vengeance, I will make sure that everyone knows exactly what kind of monster you truly are... That no one ever has to suffer like this again because of your perversions and twisted desires. You may have escaped justice so far, but trust me when I say that this isn't over yet. Not by a long shot.