The Hospital Part Seven - by Anonymyte
Angelica's heels clicked along the hallway at quite
a speed as she hurried back to her room. Dr
Hellen would be right behind her which only gave
her a few seconds to change into something more
enticing. She slid throught the door and closed it
with a nudge of her bottom, already undoing her
dress buttons. Sliding her hand along the wall, she
reached for the lightswitch.
Just as her fingers made contact, a hand closed
over her wrist, jerking her further into the room
and making her yelp in shock. She was whirled
around and pulled back against the intruder, who
encircled her with one arm and smothered her
mouth with his hand. Angelica writhed wildly,
trying to bite the fingers pressing against her
lips. He was so much stronger than her though,
and easily dragged her across the room to her four
poster bed, where he flung her onto the mattress
and sat on her chest, pinning her arms down with
his knees.
Angelica couldn't see who her attacker in the
darkness of the room, but she knew that she had
left both doctors and Dorf in Saffron's room. This
person must be a stranger, she realised.
"You just made the biggest fucking mistake of
your life," she snarled, as he fumbled in the
blackness with something she couldn't make out.
"My security guards are going to be here in
seconds and they are going to beat the shit out of
you when they see you on top of me."
The intruder made no reply to her threat. Instead,
he reached down and held her nose. Angelica
screamed in fury as he began shoving a ball gag
into her mouth. She twisted her head from side to
side and kicked him in the back as hard as she
could, but he seemed impervious to the blows and
finished his task, fastening the gag around the
back of her head.
Angelica was livid now. Where the hell was Dr
Hellen? She hated the feel of the ball in her
mouth, wedging her tongue down and forcing her
teeth apart, making her cheeks bulge out and
silencing her snarls of anger. She put the force of
her anger into her struggles, but the intruder
kept her pinioned beneath him, his body weight
holding her helpless as he began fitting a leather
hood over her head.
Angelica felt the first pang of fright as her face
was smothered in the leather mask. She fought
hard but could not stop the zipper being fastened
down the back of her head. Something tightened
around her neck and she heard a loud click.
Suddenly the weight on her chest was relieved as
her attacker got off her. Her hands immediately
flew to her face, and she desperately tried to rip
the hood off. Her fingers slid over the smooth
leather, and she found the tiny padlock at the back
of her neck that held the zipper locked down.
Blindly she felt the front of the hood. It was
totally seamless, with just two tiny holes beneath
her nostrils for her to breathe through. The gag
filling her mouth silenced her cry of horror as
she realised that she couldn't escape from the
hood. Frantically she tried to feel the strap of the
gag through the leather, but it was hopeless.
She realised suddenly that the intruder must be
standing over her, watching her panic. Probably
he was enjoying the sight. She took a deep breath
and tried to calm herself. Dr Hellen would be here
in just a second to release her and then she would
get her revenge on this brute. Meanwhile she
didn't want to give her attacker any satisfaction.
Dizzily she sat up and put her hands down by her
sides. There was no response from her attacker.
Her hearing was muffled by the hood, so she
couldn't tell if he was nearby. She stood carefully,
kicking off the one shoe that remained on her foot
after her struggle. Still there was nothing from
the intruder. She took a step forward, reaching
out with both hands to prevent herself from
falling. Maybe he had left, she hoped.
As she took her second step, hands suddenly
grabbed her shoulders. Roughly, she was spun
around and around. She tried to grab at him but he
eluded her and just as quickly released her,
leaving her tottering, dizzy and disoriented,
grabbing at air. She felt a wave of nausea rise up
inside her stomach, and she collapsed onto her
hands and knees, fighting the rush. The bastard
was playing with her. He was going to pay dearly
for this.
A knee in the small of her back suddenly forced
her flat on the floor. She bit hard on the gag as her
arms were wrenched behind her and her wrists
were wrapped in something thick and sticky. She
quickly recognised it as insulating tape. He taped
her arms together all the way up past her elbows,
applying several layers to keep them secure.
Angelica kicked helplessly, cursing both her
captor and Dr Hellen for not saving her. Of
course, her curses were inaudible. She winced as
she felt her dress being ripped along the seams as
he tore it off her body, leaving her in just her
panties and bra.
The hands pulled away the last scraps of torn
material, and she was flipped over onto her back.
She braced herself for the next attack, but nothing
happened. She sighed as she realised he was
standing back again, watching her writhe
helplessly, probably getting a hard- on at the
sight. She breathed deeply again and tried to fight
the instinct to struggle.
Again she wondered where Dr Hellen was. If he
didn't get here soon, this bastard might really
hurt her. An image arose in her mind of the doctor
reaching for her door handle, hearing the struggle
within, and rushing off to get help. She was
reassured by this theory. Surely that is why he
isn't here yet, she thought. Although I would have
preferred it if he had been braver and just burst
in and saved me.
A sharp toe in the ribs broke into her reverie.
She rolled away from it, the gag stifling her yelp.
Another prod tipped her back over onto her front,
and the hands grabbed at her bra strap, stretching
it tight and making it cut painfully into her skin.
He began pulling her across the room by the
strap, half-lifting, half-dragging her on her
knees until they arrived at the bed again. With one
hand holding the bra strap and the other grasping
the back of her panties, he lifted her onto the bed
again. Angelica realised that kicking him at this
point might induce him to do something worse to
her, so she tried to remain passive and wait until
the doctors came to her rescue.
She was flipped onto her back again and there was
another sharp rip as her bra was torn from her
body. The hands grabbed roughly at her breasts,
crushing the nipples briefly before sliding down
her body to her panties. As the fingers grasped the
material, Angelica was no longer able to control
herself. The feeling of helplessness was too much
and she began kicking violently. She must have
aimed well, as she felt her foot connect with
something soft and the attacker cried out in pain
and retreated.
He recovered quickly though, and she was quickly
rendered helpless as he sat heavily on her legs.
His fingers brushed over her belly making her
skin crawl as he traced them lower to her crotch.
She froze as he spoke for the first time.
"So you don't want me to take these off, is that
right?" He sneered. With the hood on, his voice
sounded disembodied and muffled. Angelica lay
stiffly beneath him as his fingers slid over the
silky material of her underwear and pressed
against her pussy. "Maybe that's because you don't
want me to see how wet you are down here."
Angelica felt a hot flush rising on her cheeks as
she realised he was right. She was actually very
wet between her legs, as she was getting turned on
despite herself due to the restricting mask and the
tape around her arms. And the last thing she
wanted was to let this bastard see the effect he was
having on her. Unfortunately there was little she
could do to stop him.
He slid a finger beneath the material and stroked
her pussy lips. As he did, she felt her clit begin to
throb. She moaned helplessly as he lifted his
weight momentarily from her legs and parted
them a little further to allow himself easier
access, then settled down again to hold her in
place. His finger stroked up and down her labia,
pressing a little harder with each stroke until
they parted and he made contact with the entrance
to her vagina.
"Are you sure you don't want me to take these
off?" He teased. He began rubbing gently up and
down, stroking around the entrance to her pussy
and then sliding upwards, stopping just short of
her clit, which was now throbbing intensely. "I
think you do."
Angelica stifled her moan as he grasped the sides
of her panties again, more gently this time, and
began easing them down over her hips. He pulled
them down to her thighs and left them there.
Goddamn Dr Hellen! Where was he?
Angelica suddenly had a terrifying thought. What
if Dr Hellen had heard the noises inside and
presumed that she was playing consentually with
this person? He would have thought that she had
been leading him on as a joke when she invited
him to her room. Maybe he was taking out his
anger on Jenny. No one else was likely to come to
her room tonight... She moaned hopelessly as she
realised that maybe she wasn't going to be saved
after all.
Her attacker heard the smothered moan and
laughed. "Yes, I know what you need, honey. You'll
get it when I decide. Now, let's see what we have
here."
He stroked his hand over Angelica's snatch. It was
completely hairless, allowing full view of her
swollen sex. Usually she liked that, but now it
made her feel even more vulnerable. She strained
to pull her legs closer together, but his weight
kept them parted. He used both hands to part her
lips and held her open, obviously looking at her
pussy intently. She wondered if he had turned a
light on, as she couldn't tell with the hood over
her eyes. She felt her skin crawl as she imagined
his eyes feasting on her defenseless pussy.
For some reason he stopped his exploration and
withdrew his hands. She realised why when he
began tying a soft rope around the top of her thigh.
Another rope circled her other thigh, and he
suddenly got up off her. She was puzzled by his
actions as the ropes were tight around her legs,
but did not seem to be restraining her at all. She
could hear him moving about, and still there was
no tension on the ropes, and she fretted
helplessly, wondering what he was up to. Her
panties were still half-mast around her thighs,
making her feel even more pathetic.
Her ankle was grabbed roughly and a rope fastened
about it tightly. That leg was released, then the
other ankle was tied in the same way. Still she
could move her legs freely. He was moving about
at the head of the bed now, and she could feel the
mattress shake as he stood on it. It seemed like he
was doing something to the head end of the canopy.
She gasped as the rope around her ankle was
tugged hard. He was hoisting her leg in the air,
and she imagined that he had hooked the other end
of the rope over the top of the canopy to achieve
that effect. She fought the rope but he reeled her
in so that her leg was pulled back straight, and up
over her head, lifting her buttocks several inches
off the bed. She winced as the panties around her
thighs were stretched taut, until the seam ripped
and released her leg. The pulling stopped and she
felt the rope vibrate as he tied it off. He quickly
hoisted the other leg up in the same way, so that
she was lying with her legs spread wide, pulled
back above her head to reveal her pussy and her
ass perfectly.
She writhed in discomfort, trying to slide herself
down the bed to ease the pull of the ropes. He had
moved down to the foot of the bed again now,
though, and she felt the rope around her thigh
suddenly go taut as he pulled it down towards the
base of the post and tied it off. The last rope was
secured in a similar fashion and he checked the
knots.
Angelica was now unable to move her legs or
buttocks an inch in any direction. All she could do
was wriggle her hips a little. The ropes stretched
her legs between the top of the posts at the head of
the bed and the base of the posts at the foot of the
bed, raising her ass from the mattress and
presenting her genitals in full display.
The attacker had made sure that his knots were
going to hold, then he returned to between
Angelica's legs. This time he had full access and he
decided to take his time. He began by caressing her
thighs, stroking around the ropes and slowly
circling inwards. Angelica twitched like a fly in a
web as he advanced towards her vulnerable pussy.
She desperately wanted to resist him but she knew
that she was helpless to his touch. Her jaw
tightened around the gag as he reached her lips
again and began to softly stroke them with light,
feathery touches that brushed down over her
perineum and tickled their way back up over her
bald mound. Her legs were stiff with tension as
they strained against the ropes, trying to close
and protect her gaping snatch.
Yet again, he used both hands to part her lips and
spread her wide, making her writhe her hips as
she tried hopelessly to back away from his touch.
His fingers slid along the silky insides of her
pussy, and she groaned with both defeat and desire
as he finally pinched her pulsing clit between
finger and thumb, rolling and squeezing it. His
other thumb circled her vagina, slowly slipping
in and out, circling just inside her canal and
teasing her. He let his fingers brush over her
arsehole, stroking her softly.
He removed his thumb from her vagina, keeping
her clit tightly pinched all the while, and quickly
slid his forefinger deep into her. Before she could
tighten around it, he pulled it out again and
pressed it quickly against her ass, forcing it
through the tight little opening and deeper into
her rectum. He pressed his thumb back into her
vagina again and began gently rotating his wrist so
that the digits swirled inside her with the same
rhythm, while he continually squeezed her clit.
Angelica was overwhelmed by the her intense
reaction to his stimulation. She was dizzy with
her need to come, which was building forcefully
inside her. She bit hard on the gag, torn inside
between fighting his caresses and giving in to the
orgasm that was building. It began to seem as if
she had no choice as he expertly played with her,
gradually edging her nearer to climax.
She gasped as he suddenly released her clit, then
gasped again as his warm wet tongue lapped over
her button. The change of stimulation slowed her
ascent, but as he smothered her clit with his lips
and began gently sucking, she completely lost
what little control she had. All thoughts of rescue,
of anything, fled her mind and she became lost in
the sensations resonating through her body.
Her attacker seemed to sense the change in her
response. He pulled his face away from her pussy,
and crawled around to her side, keeping his finger
and thumb in her orifices. She struggled in
confusion, desperate for relief, as he began
stroking her rock-hard nipples.
"I don't want you getting overexcited, honey.
We've got all the time in the world. Let's take it
slowly." Angelica twisted helplessly as his lips
closed over her nipple and he began sucking and
nibbling on the tender bud of her teat. She felt his
fingers close over her other nipple and his hand
between her legs stirred her insides, making her
burn with arousal. Somehow she could feel
something brushing against her clit while the
fingers remained inside her, and now the fingers
on her other nipple felt like lips and teeth too, but
that was impossible... she was so dizzy with
excitement she must be imagining it.
She tensed as the hand between her legs suddenly,
definitely became two hands as they gripped her
buttocks. Lips still suckled on her nipple, and her
other breast was still being kneaded by a third
hand. She reeled in confusion as she felt something
press against her clit. Were there two men with
her now? Or was she so confused, being robbed of
her sight by the hood, that her screaming nerves
were sending her false signals?
There was no mistaking what was sliding up and
down between her pussy lips now. It was the head
of a penis, very erect. She was going to be fucked
like this, tied down and helpless, and the worst
thing was, she wanted it, needed it. As the swollen
head of the unseen dick pressed against her
opening, she found herself trying to thrust against
it. She could not move though, and it began to
gradually ease in and out of her. She tried to get
into the rhythm but it thrust deeper and deeper
into her at its own pace. The lips on her nipple
continued to suck and she felt the hand on her
other breast slide down to her clit and begin
rubbing it gently, making her cry out into the gag.
She could feel the penis inside her getting harder
as it got closer to coming, and she desperately
tried to keep up with it, concentrating on the
fingers rubbing her clit as her own orgasm built
gradually.
The penis inside her slid out without coming, and
she inadvertantly moaned in desperation. The
ropes holding her legs up were suddenly released,
and her legs flopped on the bed. Angelica hoped
that her attacker was going to leave them free but
he quickly moved down to the foot of the bed and
began retying them in a new position. She did
little to fight him as they felt numb from being
stretched in their previous position, and besides,
she was still hooded with her arms strapped
tightly behind her.
The rope around her left ankle was tied to the base
of the wooden post at the foot of the bed. The other
end of the rope around her right ankle was tied
around the top of the same post, which left
Angelica lying on her side with one leg flat on the
bed and the other sticking up in the air, giving
easy access to both her pussy and ass. The ropes
around her thighs were removed, and her attacker
used one to slip under her arms and tie to the
opposite bedpost, to keep her stretched tight
diagonally across the bed and minimize her
struggles.
Angelica felt her attacker stretch himself out in
front of her. His bare chest brushed against her
breasts as he did so, and she realised that he had
no clothes on. It seemed rather bizarrre that an
intruder in a strange house would feel
comfortable enough to get naked, she thought. She
quickly forgot about it though as he reached
between her legs and positioned himself against
her opening. She noticed that his dick felt dry,
even though it had already been inside her. As he
gripped her hips and began pushing it into her,
she noticed that it also felt different in her pussy,
longer and slightly thinner than just before.
She felt the hard knob of his penis rubbing over
her g-spot and her muscles tightened. She was
helpless to respond or retreat, so she just prayed
that he would come and let her come too, and then
leave her alone. She was beginning to get nearer to
orgasm again he penetrated her completely with
long, slow, rhythmic thrusts. His fingers closed
over her nipples again, causing sensory overload.
She writhed like a fish on a hook as he plunged
into her again and again, his fingers digging into
her hips and pulling her onto him. She could feel
him swelling inside her, and she began to beg
wordlessly through the gag; please make him
come, please let me come, oh please...
He gave a deep thrust and held it inside her,
making her wriggle helplessly as she tried to
maintain the rhythm. He held her hips tightly
though, and she could do nothing except grip the
stiff dick inside her with the muscles of her
pussy.
The realisation slammed into her that there were
still two hands on her nipples, and a pair
clutching her hips. She had been right all along!
There were two men here. As she yelped in
protest, the hands on her hips slid back to her
buttocks and parted them. The tip of another dick,
this one slippery and hard, pressed against her
ass. She was sandwiched between two bodies and
unable to buck away as the knob began squeezing
slowly into her, forcing her tight asshole open.
She felt it slide deeper, past the tight entrance and
deeper into the softness of her rectum. All she
could do was squirm and moan as she was speared
from front and behind.
Now both pairs of hands held her still as the dicks
inside her began move, gently and slowly, one
sliding in as the other slid out. A hand moved down
to her clit and circled it insistently with gentle
fingers. Angelica screamed through the gag as the
sensations built fast inside her. There was no
fighting it now, she was going to come, and the
dicks kept their slow thrusting pace as she began
to shake with the force of the orgasm. Relentlessly
it crashed over her again and again as they fucked
her with deep rhythmic thrusts, pounding into
her as they too began to come.
The penis in her pussy began to ejaculate first,
sending spurts of hot juice into her with sharp
thrusts in response to her own orgasm. The dick
in her ass increased the pace, and quickly caught
up with a climax of its own, filling her rectum
with a stream of jism.
Angelica and her two assailants were all left
panting. Despite her situation she had enjoyed the
orgasm, and had forgotten her situation during the
height of it. Now, however, she remembered that
she was helpless to the whims of these two strange
men. She began to wriggle and squeal, hoping that
now they had had their fill of her they would untie
her. She felt the dicks slip out of her as they lost
their hardness, and the come trickled out of her
orifices.
"I think she wants some more," said her first
assailant. She didn't hear the response of the
second one. She shook her head and howled in
protest, but there was nothing she could do to
escape. She felt something rough and damp wiping
her between her legs. A wet towel, she realised,
that they must have found in her ensuite
bathroom.
As one of them cleaned her up, she could hear the
other opening drawers. "This is just what you
need!" Came the cry. "Wanna give it a try while I
look a bit more?"
There was no reply but the wiping stopped. She
could still hear one of them in the bedroom,
rifling through her belongings, and the other one
had gone into the bathroom. She could hear the
water running. What could they have found? She
ran the possilities through her mind. Probably a
vibrator, she thought with a sigh. She wriggled
her arms but the tape was too tight and sticky to
get out of.
The second guy came out of the bathroom and knelt
behind her on the bed. She waited tensely,
expecting to have a vibrator jammed inside her,
but instead he slid a towel beneath her hips. She
heard a squelch which had to be lubricant coming
out of a tube, and then the hard slipperiness of...
an enema! She began struggling as he forced the
cold tube into her ass, but it wasn't too difficult to
get it in there after she had been stretched by a
penis.
Number one obviously got bored and came back
over to the bed. "Looks like you need some help
there," he observed as Angelica's thrashing
increased with every inch of progress. He lay
down in front of her in a 69 position. "Shame she
can't suck mine," he joked, "but you know she'd
try to bite it off."
Wrapping an arm around her waist, he buried his
face in her pussy, closing his lips over her clit
and sucking hard. She tried to writhe out of his
grasp but the ropes held her in place. He reached
over with his other hand and slid three fingers
into her pussy, seeking out her g-spot and
pressing against it.
Meanwhile number two was still easing the enema
hose into her rectum. Each little thrust he made
with the hose made Angelica try to pull away,
which pushed her snatch harder against number
one's face. It was easy to tell from the sounds she
was making that she was becoming extremely
excited again, despite her protests.
Number two decided it was time to move on to the
next stage in administering the enema. He began
pumping the bulb slowly, forcing warm water
deep into Angelica's bowels. She struggled harder,
and the arm around her waist tightened more,
keeping her motionless as the liquid pumped into
her and her clit was sucked and lapped.
All the water had been deposited inside her, so
number two pulled the hose out and slid his finger
in to keep it there. He wriggled his finger about,
making her wail. It was obvious she was going to
come again, so number one sucked as hard as he
could while thrusting his fingers in and out of her
pussy. As she began to jerk with the climax,
number two slid his finger in and out of her ass.
With each contraction of the orgasm, a spurt of
water shot out past his finger. Angelica
desperately tried to hold it in but she had no
control over her body. She was mortified to be
manipulated like this by these two strangers, but
there was no way to stop them. It crossed her
mind that Jenny and Saffron and the others she
had kept as toys might feel the same, but the
thought sent a wave of excitement through her
that forced another spurt from her bottom. Then
all thoughts left her as teeth suddenly bit down
hard on her clit sending a wave of pain that was
nearly too pleasurable through her, and she came
again.
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The END
