Since I had first given in to the outrageous demands of my daughter, Paige, I had become obsessed with my sexuality. I continually thought about my degradation and breathlessly looked forward to whatever new humiliation she could dream up. I had never before in my life thought of other women in a sexual context and certainly didn't consider myself to be lesbian. But now I was forever watching other women, wondering if they were bisexual, thinking of them in sexual situations, picturing myself in servile slavery to them. When these thoughts first started I tried to resist, but with the daily abuse I received from Paige, it was hopeless.
I found myself increasingly attracted to the nurses and aides that reported to me, wondering which ones might be receptive to sexual involvement. It wasn't just the employees. Some of the patients were fairly attractive and most, particularly the younger ones, were quite vulnerable. One that I felt drawn to was a 20 year old Chinese girl, Mai ling. She had an exquisite Chinese face with a sassy expression that never seemed to go away. Though somewhat flat chested she had a beautifully toned body and rare for a Chinese, a lovely, full and well rounded bum. The day before her surgery she was a little flirty with me [my imagination?], but I maintained a professional aplomb and pretended not to notice anything amiss. After being prepped for surgery she asked for me and once the ward seemed to be well under control I walked down the hall and entered her room.
"Could you check were they shaved me, I think I have been cut", she said.
I lifted the sheet and looked at her shaved groin. "You look all right on top," "bend your knees and let me look underneath", and gently spreading her legs I gazed at the most beautiful vagina I had ever seen. I couldn't help myself. I swallowed and licked my lips.
Looking up I saw that she was studying my face through narrowly slitted eyes. Trying to keep any tremor out of my voice, I said "It looks alright, I can't see any cuts."
"But it hurts"..."maybe if you look a little closer you can find the sore spot." Mai ling spread her legs a little wider in invitation. I leaned closer and put one hand at the junction of thigh and pelvis.
"Does this hurt you?" I said as I slowly dragged my finger tips along the side of her vulva.
"Mmmm."...A pensive no? I continued to move my hand, applying light pressure and repeating the same question, "Here?"... "No"..."Here". Her eyes never left my face.
I knew I was blushing. Finally she reached down and firmly grasped my wrist, moving my hand to the centre of her now wet and swollen vagina. With a determined thrust she forced my fingers inside and held me there. For several moments neither of us moved. I stepped back and removed my hand from her grip, my eyes never leaving her face. She wore a confident and knowing smile, and I realized that she knew. No matter how I might try to save face she knew what I was and had every intention of having me. With a whimper I turned on my heel and fled the room.
Retreating to the utility room, I closed the door and tried to catch my breath. My panties were wet and I had that sick feeling again in the pit of my stomach. How could she have guessed? Did my face give me away to other people? Did my nurses know? A surge of shame shot through me. Paige's constant predation was turning me into a public slut... an object for humiliating sexual exploitation, a plaything for any man, woman or child that wanted to use me. How could I face that young woman again? Thankfully, Mai Ling's surgery was scheduled for this afternoon.
After work I went directly home, still thinking of my young patient and what she had done to me. I tried desperately to get her out of my mind, throwing myself into the preparation for supper and cleaning up the apartment. My preoccupation didn't go unnoticed by Paige.
"What's going on with you? You're acting like you've got ants in your pants."
"Something happen at work?"
