[F4A] Naughty Nurse [40:40] [Hypnosis] [Femdom] [Gaslighting] [Humiliation] [Pain Play] [Roleplay]

Hello. How are you feeling? I see you've been hurt pretty badly. Full body casts are never fun. Unable to move those arms and legs, just stuck in place in those stiff casts, and dependent on your nurse to do everything for you.

Just great. Don't you worry. I'm probably the most qualified nurse to see and treat patients like you. Someone helpless. Someone hopelessly stiff and paralyzed, Unable to do anything independently.

But with those disrespectful, wandering eyes, I don't know what sort of nurse fantasies you have nor do I care, but I promise you, no nurse is going to wanna touch you in any unnecessary ways. What? I'm not gonna waste my emotional energy lying to you, especially right now. I need to give you a catheter. Yeah.

I won't lie. This will hurt, And it is not going to be fun, but I would much rather do this than empty your bed pan every few hours. Hold still. I'll wait. You can't move even if you wanted to.

I need to spread your legs open a little. Mhmm. I know it hurts when I move them, but it needs to be done. Don't think your whining is going to make …

Hello. How are you feeling? I see you've been hurt pretty badly. Full body casts are never fun. Unable to move those arms and legs, just stuck in place in those stiff casts, and dependent on your nurse to do everything for you.

Just great. Don't you worry. I'm probably the most qualified nurse to see and treat patients like you. Someone helpless. Someone hopelessly stiff and paralyzed, Unable to do anything independently.

But with those disrespectful, wandering eyes, I don't know what sort of nurse fantasies you have nor do I care, but I promise you, no nurse is going to wanna touch you in any unnecessary ways. What? I'm not gonna waste my emotional energy lying to you, especially right now. I need to give you a catheter. Yeah.

I won't lie. This will hurt, And it is not going to be fun, but I would much rather do this than empty your bed pan every few hours. Hold still. I'll wait. You can't move even if you wanted to.

I need to spread your legs open a little. Mhmm. I know it hurts when I move them, but it needs to be done. Don't think your whining is going to make me stop doing what is necessary to take care of you. You have full body injuries.

They're going to hurt. I hear this all day every day. Your pain isn't any more special than any other patient's. Now I'm pushing your legs apart gently, Just for you and lifting your medical gown just enough to do what I need to do. I can see that look on your face.

Don't get any gross ideas. This is a completely professional setting, And I'm just doing my job. I have a catheter here. You can look at it if you want, If it makes you feel any better about it going inside your body, it's a long, skinny, yellow With a little ball at the end here, which will go up your urethra and into your bladder so you don't piss all over yourself. Yes.

This is going to be quite uncomfortable, but it must be done. The ball in, pressing up against the opening now. It's a bit late for a numbing gel right now. What? I go get it and rescue giving me a piercing headache and a big mess to clean?

I don't think so. This catheter is going inside right now, and then it will be over with. Okay? No more stalling. Just pushing it right in.

It's already inside of your urethra now. Deeper and deeper. I'm just gonna pretend I didn't hear that inappropriate comment about sounding. Stop getting aroused. You're only going to make this more difficult.

I'm not touching you down here like this for fun, pervert. At least you realize you bitched and moaned over nothing. And It's all the way in. See your bladder now. See?

Uh-huh. This catheter was the least of your concerns. Degenerate pervert. No. I wasn't talking to you.

I'm just recording my personal notes of my little handheld recording device. Oh, don't be so sensitive. I'm doing a lot for you. Don't you worry about a thing. The only thing that should matter to you is healing.

Just relax, and get you a rest while I finish hooking up your catheter to a fluid back. I'm gonna set up a pretty long tube so I can set your bag up here, and hopefully, I won't have to peek in between your legs again. Oh, I'll be back. I need to go attend to this. Oh, shit.

I totally forgot to pull your gown back down. You've been completely exposed this whole time. Nobody else walked in here while I was gone, did they? I can't us that look on your face is supposed to be embarrassment or you're sick. And not in the way most of my patients are.

Fucking sicko. Let's cover you back up. Come on. You need your rest. Here.

I'll turn off the lights and close the curtains. There's nothing interesting to look at anymore. You can't even see me. Thank god. Close your eyes and Count sheep or whatever you need to do.

Really? Codependent, helpless little shit. Yeah. Fine. I'll talk you down.

It's not like I have hundreds of other patients to see. Okay. So, yeah, keep your eyes closed. Listen to Your heart monitor, and concentrate on making it slow down. Breathe nice and slowly.

Breathe in as deeply as you can. Fill your lungs completely until you can't take in any more air, and then quickly suck in some more. Hold it and let it all out. Again, breathe in. Expand your chest as big as you can until you can't take Anymore, Aaron?

Suck up some extra air. Hold it, and breathe out Slowly. And your heart rate is already slowing down. Hear the beeping on the monitor already decreasing in pace? Surely, you can continue to guide your own breathing from here.

You are much too dependent. I'm here to help you, not do everything for you. Just keep breathing deeply, and maybe pay attention to the fact that You could not move a single muscle even if you tried. Your arms and legs resting at the sides of your body in those stiff Casts. Even the thought of moving them is excruciatingly painful.

Don't move them. Don't even think about moving them. Just remain completely still, Because that's all you can do. And adjust your breathing to match the monitor. Maybe 2 beeps per breath.

In for 2, out for 2, Maybe more, depending on how much air your lungs can take. Just Focus on keeping them even. Your pain is keeping you from resting? Really? Okay.

Fine. I have something that can help with that. Don't get any lewd ideas. I just need to shift your body slightly So I have clear access to your buttock for a quick little injection. Don't Say a word.

You're meant to be resting. And soon, you will notice your entire body will go completely numb. And you will have no reason to complain to me. You will be numb, And you will be asleep. Understood?

Mhmm. I can see the effects myself. Your smug, annoying little face is relaxing into a neutral, Slightly less annoying face. You can probably feel it. Your jaw relaxing.

Teeth unclenching. Your tongue loosening and falling to the bottom of your mouth, which is hanging open slightly. Nothing to stop the drawer from seeping out. Good. Slowly becoming completely limp and numb.

Yes. Numb and helpless. You do realize that this means that when I inevitably need to leave this room again, You won't be able to call or buzz for me. Right? If you come to need me for anything at all, If your fluid bag needs to be swapped out, if you begin to choke on your own drool, If your lungs spontaneously fill with fluids, you will be too numb and unanimated to call for help.

But this is what you wanted. Right? As that numbness continues to spread throughout your body, It replaces your pain. Now you can rest soundly without distraction, and everything will probably be just fine. What's the matter?

Not having fun anymore? I thought you loved unpleasantries. I saw how pathetically aroused you were when I was, how did you put it, Sounding you, even though I've done absolutely nothing to excite you. Make up your mind, little pervert patient. Do you love it or hate it?

Does it turn you on, Or does it scare you? And listen to that. Not a single peep from you. This total, all consuming numbness will rid you of any excuses not to rest while I check-in on someone more grateful than you. Someone who doesn't whine or make eyes at me while I do my job, or gets their tiny dribbling messes all over their catheter.

And you'll see what it's like without me taking care of you Has this numbness consumes your helpless, frail body? Pathetic pervert patient. No. Trust me. You don't wanna come in here.

This patient is a massive, tumors pain in the ass. Yeah. I'll come check on that sample in about 20 minutes. Thanks. Oh, what's gotten into you?

What's wrong? Everything looks normal, except for your heart rate, which is going back to normal now. In fact, it's slowing quite a bit. Dropping Right back down to where it was before I left. Like, my presence calms you.

Weird. I haven't exactly been the most Soothing nurse. Is it the numbness? Did it frighten you? You wanted to stop?

I see. This could proved to be quite entertaining for me. I could surely use it after 5 16 hour shifts this week, And you certainly can't afford to be taught a lesson. Here. I know you can't even feel it.

You're so numb, but I am giving you another injection. This one will restore feeling to your nerves, making them even more sensitive than usual, actually. Oh, yeah. Don't worry. There won't be any residual effects for multiple injections in a short time span.

You'll be fine. See? All you're feeling is returning to you now. It may feel like cascading tingles, Raising every hair on your body, tugging at every little pore on your skin, forming cobblestone like sensitive goosebumps all over your body. Yeah.

I can see them. You've never been more aware of your body before. No. Never more sensitive to touch than you are at this moment, every little breeze in the room. You can feel my breaths says they escape my mouth even at a safe, curve proof distance.

The vibrations the sound waves that emanate from my vocal cords as I speak right now. Fascinating. Trial one of this new formula is a smashing success. Oh, don't look so scared. You're Fine.

You actually appear to be really enjoying yourself. Don't lie to me. Don't lie to yourself. I don't even have to touch you, and you're a very Happy patient. You can't even move, can't do anything to manage these intense feelings.

It is very amusing watching you struggle in your stiff casts, Unable to even scorn from the pleasure. The pain is simply too strong to ignore, associate it with the pleasure. You know you really can't have one without the other. You can't know pleasure if you haven't learned pain. Pain is pleasure, and they said it couldn't be done.

And aren't you the perfect patient to be my very first subject? No way of defending yourself. And so insufferably perverted and whiny, your word would never stand a chance against mine. Oh, brilliant, celebrated nurse. What does it matter if it's approved by the hospital?

It works, doesn't it? Oh, I have another patient in need down the hall. I don't wanna miss any observations on my new creation. I'm going to numb you up again, Shifting your ultra sensitive, painful, yet excited body. And this injection will pinch more harshly than usual when you're hopped up on my latest concoction.

Yeah. Feel that pinch in your right buttock. It should hurt a lot. And then the numbness replaces it almost instantaneously. How fun toying with your senses like this.

The wonderful, manipulatable nature of the human body is just why I became a nurse. Anyway, has the numbness consumes you yet again, and I leave you alone again, Completely helpless, I want you to remember how cold and uncomfortable it is without me, Getting lost in your own little world of nothingness. No energy to even entertain yourself in your own mind. You depend upon me to come back and restore the feeling to your body. I am the only one capable of doing So and even when you realize that, you're so helpless you won't even know what to do.

You can't get up to find me. You won't be able to call out for me, let alone speak. You won't even be able to fantasize about me. That's right. No perverted fantasies.

No warm, tender moments. Not even daydreams of anything, Cruel or sad. Just nothing. You'll be Completely numb. You are completely numb.

None without your nurse. As I walk away from you now, I am your sun, Your moon, your sky, I am your only tether to this world, your only hope of feeling anything ever again. To me, you're almost like an imaginary pervert. You only exist when I let you, when I give you what you need in order to feel and function again. And you only exist when I'm near you.

It's your own fault for giving me the idea When you needed me to walk you through falling asleep, oh, so utterly dependent on me. You panic, and your heart beats faster when I leave, only regaining your senses when I am near. Otherwise, blink empty and numb. Enjoy it. You asked for it.

Numb without me. Painful pleasure with me. You asked for this. Degenerate pervert. Fucking sicko.

Codependent, helpless, little shit. Numb and helpless. Pathetic pervert patient. Pain is pleasure. Numb without me.

Painful pleasure with me, degenerate pervert. Fucking sicko. Codependent, helpless little shit. Numb and helpless. Pathetic pervert patient.

Pain is Pleasure. And all without me. Okay. Pleasure. Me.

Oh, shit. I left my handheld in here. Fucking sicko. Oops. Fan that Oh, I'm just going to let that keep playing.

It has quite a humorous effect on you. I won't even ask if you're ready. I am already injecting you with the new concoction. Pleasure with me. I'm here with you.

And this overbearing, painful pleasure is once again overtaking your sad, empty nowness. And Helpless. Gasping for air, Don't forget to practice that steady breathing I walked you through earlier. Hey. What?

It's funny. When you're numb, you can't bring yourself to speak for obvious reasons. Shit. But Numb and You are also unable under these more intense conditions, Paralyzed by numbness without me numb without me only to be paralyzed by painful pleasure with me. But knowing how painfully perverted you are, even by my blatant disgust by you, you're probably enjoying this very much.

Some odd mixture of fear and pleasure. So painful. I live to inflict this kind of pain. And if you aren't already, you will soon come to be addicted to the pain that I bring upon you. Addicted.

And unable to function in either state. Perverted patient. Pain. Numb nothingness in my absence. Pain pleasantness in my presence with me.

Degenerate spreading across your skin now. Your skin looks like it feels tight. Too tight for your body. Like Ecstatic per perpetual tingles and chills. Is.

But shuttering and squirming is painful, you Poor fervor. Roger, hold me. You can't speak, but I know exactly how you're feeling. Was a little I can see every single microexpression, every hesitant movement of your pain, Bonnie, The frantic Pleasure. Confused nature of your eyes in this moment Painful pleasure.

And all of these injections I've been giving you with such contrasting effects. Oh, it's not easy on your body. Yeah. I lied. The way they interact in your body.

When I pump them into your bloodstream, One after another, battling for dominance. Multiple injections making you so dizzy, So dizzy and easy to confuse and manipulate. And And Taylor. Pleasure And even after this heightened sensitivity concoction wears off, this is still the way life will be for you. Snapping back and forth between empty numbness and painful pleasure depending on your proximity to me.

Let's be honest. From the very beginning, you are overly attached and dependent on me. Such is the relationship between a patient and their nurse, but for you, on a whole other level. Painful pleasure. You have a very perverted, addictive, Dependent personality.

Perfect for my little test subject. Pleasure. My labra. Deep vision. And even after this concoction clears from your bloodstream and its effects fade away, You'll still be a dependent mess.

Numb when I'm away. Pleasant pain when I'm near. Pleasure. I didn't even need to do anything. This is just how you are, dear patient.

From the moment I set foot in your room, You were helpless and in need of guidance. You enjoyed the pain and insults I hurled your way Despite my disgust pleasure. You latched onto me. Came up. Pleasure.

This was your doing. You asked for everything that has happened. Pleasure. I have only done that. You asked.

Painful. Come on. Don't be afraid. Didn't you want this? Oh, you filled up your fluid bag.

I can see you're nervous. Afraid. But, frankly, there's nothing you can do about it. And? Leno.

My shift is about to end. Normally, I tell a patient that everything will be alright, but with you, I'm not so certain. In just a few minutes, my shift will end, and I will walk away. I will leave you here like this, desperately aching for my present, Hopelessly numb until I return. Numb.

Numb. The clock is ticking, And I'm not going to wait around for you. No. You are just another patient to me. While to you, I am everything.

Every Step by takeaway from you is like turning down the volume of your life. You can feel everything slip away with me. It's like your whole world is leaving this room, leaving you with nothing. No emotions of your own. No will of your own.

No thoughts of your own. Just completely numb without me. And when the next nurse comes in to take care of you, you won't be able to be a disrespectful little pervert Because you will be numb. You won't mutter a word about this to anyone, About my alternative treatment. About our experiment.

You won't be able to. You will be numb. Pathetic. Apathetic. Empty.

Sad. You will be nothing when I am gone. My shift is almost over, and I am only 10 steps away from leaving this Room. I'm going to count them all. And when I leave, you can either wake up from your little entrant state and live out your lonely numbness.

Or you can finally get that rest you so desperately need. Again, I'm not even going to bother asking if you're ready. I'm not staying any later than I have to. I'll just count out my final steps away from you and be free from your insufferableness. Pleasure with me.

Seer the sound of my cruel words into your brain and miss me when I'm gone. 1, Every step I take away from you. 2 is like turning down the volume of your life. 3, you can feel everything. 4, Slip away with me.

5, it's like your whole world is leaving this room. 6, leaving you with nothing. 7, No emotions of your own. 8th. No well of your own.

9, no thoughts of your own. 10. Just completely numb without me.