Hospital Trauma
As Coleen
Wicks walked into the clinic on that summer’s day, she had no idea she was
destined to play an important part in a story that would never ever be fully
told. But then, that’s always the lot of
the background player - the role they play is never really understood, never
really appreciated. The plain truth is,
as I saw her come into the reception area and walk towards the changing rooms,
it was her height and build that told me she was perfect for my need.
I put down
the way out of date magazine back on the seat and followed her, making sure I wasn’t
seen as she walked through a plain white door.
I had identified it at previous visits as the Nurse’s changing room -
the perfect place to make my preparations for that day.
I looked from
side to side and slipped in, making sure I did not make a sound. There was Coleen, standing in front of her
locker, hanging her red leather jacket up inside as she took out a starched
white nurses’ dress and hung it on the door.
Silently, I turned the lock and took the damp cloth out of the plastic
bag it had been safely sealed in.
The poor girl
had no chance - when I grabbed her from behind and clamped the cloth over her
nose and mouth, all she could do was open her eyes wide in fear and try to
struggle free. My grip was too strong, however, as I held her firmly, the chemicals soaked
into the cloth working their sweet magic as her eyes slowly lost focus and then
closed.
Once I knew
she was under, I laid her gently on the floor and rolled her over pulling her
hands behind her back and binding her crossed wrists with thin rope. I made sure she was not going to be hurt,
keeping it over the cuffs of her red woollen jumper, and also when I tied her
ankles making sure it went over the cuffs of her jeans. I worked quickly, quietly, efficiently, until
she was bound at her legs, waist and arms.
Opening her
mouth, I popped a wad of cloth with a small dose of the same drug inside, and
then covered her mouth with medical tape, before placing her in a linen basket
and covering her with sheets. By the
time she came round, my job would be done and I would have left with what I
came for.
Satisfied
that she would be kept out of the way, I returned to her locker and looked at
the dress - it was perfect, just the right size for me, as I started to strip
off and adopt my persona for the day...
Much of the
morning was spent assisting the doctor as he poked and prodded his various
charges. I found it a little nauseating,
but I was waiting for two very special people to emerge. They had been due to come at two, but thanks
to a combination of sheer underhanded skulduggery, and a well placed phone
invitation to lunch for the doctor, their appointment had been moved to one
while the doctor was out. Of course they
were not to know that - and why should they?
Come twelve
fifty, they both walked into the reception area. I was standing there, with my nurse’s cap
pinned in place and a surgical mask over my mouth - I had used the excuse that
I had a slight blemish, and the doctor had been vain enough to believe me.
“Ah, Miss
Renton,” I said as I looked up at the new arrival, “We have been expecting
you. If you would take a seat, I’ll
inform the doctor that you are here.”
I watched them
as they sat down. Angelica Renton was
the older of the two girls, and the one who had made the appointment. She crossed her legs as she sat down, the
brown leather of her trousers creaking slightly as she did so and the cuffs
rising to show her short boots. The
matching leather jacket was slightly open at the collar, showing the round neck of the top
she was wearing underneath. As she moved
her head around, her bob cut brown hair moved as if it was a soft cloth on her
head.
Then there
was her sister Veronica. She was a
little taller, and wearing a white scoop necked top with a light brown shrug
top tied around her breasts. The arms of
her top came to just below her elbows, while her beasts were easily visible
under the tight material. Her black
linen skirt came to just above her knees as she sat down and placed her large
brown clutch bag on her lap. He brown
hair was longer, falling over her shoulders as it covered her face on one
side. Cute - really
cute.
I left them
for a few minutes as I went into the room I had prepared earlier. It had “Isolation Room” printed on the large
glass panel, but I did not let that bother me.
For one thing, it had a lockable door, and I had the only key from the
reception desk. For another, I had
planned to tell them one of several little white lies.
I double checked
I had everything and then walked quietly back into the reception area, putting
on two pairs of latex gloves as I did so.
“Miss Renton,” I said quietly as Angelica turned her head, “If you would
come with me, the doctor will see you in the Isolation Room today.”
“The
Isolation Room,” her sister said, “Why there?”
“Regretfully,
his office is been worked on,” I said with a smile that was hidden by the mask,
“he hopes you understand.”
“It’s all
right, Sis,” Angelica said as she stood up, “I’ll be back in a few
minutes.” She came towards me and walked
down the corridor, allowing me to follow behind her as her clothing creaked
slightly with each movement.
“If you would
step inside,” I said as I opened the door, “the doctor will attend to
you.” She smiled as she walked in, and I
followed, closing the door behind me.
“Hey where is
heemmddsmsmmmdfmg,” Angelica called out as I grabbed
her arms and pulled them behind her, before clamping a wad of cotton soaked in
chloroform over her mouth and nose. Oh
she struggled, she struggled mightily, but I was stronger and held her as I
allowed the sweet smelling narcotic to do its wonderful job on my helpless
little captive.
I held her
until she gave a soft moan and I felt her body starting to relax, her eyelids
fluttering before they eventually closed.
With one movement, I lifted her onto the bed and stretched her out,
before unzipping her jacket and slowly easing her arms out of the leather.
Her boots
were next, followed by her pants. I
smiled as I realised she had nothing on underneath except for a pair of small
black briefs and some boot socks. Taking
the socks off, I balled one of them up and gently pushed it into her mouth,
enjoying the sound of her breathing changing as I placed her ankles together
and tightly bound them with soft white rope.
Lifting her
into a seated position, I removed her top and revealed the matching black bra
that covered her pert little chest. I
allowed myself another smile as I rolled her onto her stomach and pulled her
arms behind her back, tying them together side by side with several loops of
rope before I cinched the coils by passing it between her arms.
I still
needed to silence her more, so I picked up a white scarf with black polka dots,
folded it into a band and pulled it tightly over her nose and mouth, forcing
the sock back as I passed it round her head and tied it at the base of her
neck, taking care not to trap her hair underneath. I then folded a brown scarf into a thicker
band and tied it tightly over the spotted gag, further muffling her low moans
as I secured that in place as well.
Looking at
her as I rolled her onto her side, I could not resist the temptation to kiss
her forehead before I stood up and soaked a second cloth with the sweet
chloroform. There was another person
that had to be taken care of, so I left Angelica sleeping and walked quietly
out of the room and towards the reception area.
Veronica was
still there, flipping through the same magazine I had been reading earlier and
not paying much attention to what was happening. I smiled under the mask as I walked up behind
her, relishing the prospect of what was about to happen.
“Is that you
Angie,” she said without looking up - all the better
for me as I grabbed her left arm with my left hand and slapped the cloth in my
right hand over her nose and mouth. The
poor girl did not know what to do as her eyes opened wide - well, I know one
did, as her hair had fallen over the other one as she extended her hands out,
her bracelets rattling slightly as she did so.
“Shhh, breathe deeply,” I whispered into her ear, “I’m a
nurse and I’m here to help you.” I held
the cloth firmly in place, not allowing her any chance of escape as she tried
to call out. That only meant she
breathed in the fumes more quickly, so that within five minutes she was a limp
rag in my arms as I carried her back to the isolation room.
Her sister
was still asleep, so I laid Veronica down and moved Angelica so that she was
kneeling on the floor, her head resting on the bed as I started to undress her
sister. I started with her shoes,
slipping them off and placing them to the side before I pulled her pantyhose
down and rolled it into a wad. As I had
done with her sister’s sock, so I pushed the gusset of the hose into Veronica’s
mouth, tying the legs around her head to keep it in place.
Slipping her
skirt down, I smiled at the side of her white bikini briefs, before reaching up
and untying the ends of the shrug that were nestled under her breasts. Veronica gave a small moan as I brushed against
her, which made me smile as I slipped her arms out of the top, and then sat her
up to remove the short sleeved t-shirt she was wearing under it.
So there she
lay, in her white bra and briefs, as I rolled her onto her back and crossed her
wrists behind her back, securing them tightly together with more rope. As I crossed he rankle sand tied them
together, I heard a moan, and looking to the side I saw that Angelica had
started to come round, her eyes slipping in and out of focus as she raised her head.
“Stay calm
and do not panic,” I said as I rolled a black scarf into a band and pulled that
over her sister’s face, lifting her hair out of the way and to the side as I
secured the ends tightly together at the base of her neck. A second white scarf, this time with blue
polka dots, was then pulled tightly over the top of that, as Angelica mumbled “Whhtssgnngnng?”
“Be still, be
calm,” I said as I left Veronica on the bed and held Angelica’s shoulders. “You and your sister are going to be in here
for a little while, and then you are going to be going on a very special trip.
“MMm,mmm - NNNNNN” Angelica
screamed as she came to and realised she was bound and gagged. I put my hand over her well gagged mouth and
said “Unless you wish to sleep again, do not say a word or try to escape. I promise you this will not be an unpleasant
experience.”
I leaned over
and kissed her on the head as I said this, watching Veronica as she slowly
started to come to and tried to raise herself on one arm, her elbows bent as
she tired to pull her hands free.
“Hush now,
both of you,” I said with a smile as I paused at the door, “I will be just
outside.” Pulling the door to, I watched
as Veronica rolled over and stared into her sister’s gagged face, eyes wide as
I dialled a number.
“Penny? It’s Lily - Inform Madame that I have the
Renton girls for pickup at the surgery.
“Twenty minutes? I will be waiting,” I say as I end the call
and look at my two captives. “Now then,”
I say as I smile at them under the mask, “How shall we pass the time, hmm?”