Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2 - Sex Stories

Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2

... must be, naked and on display like this, but stand and talk to a cleaner without attempting to cover her up. When the catheter was installed, and secured with strong adhesive tape, in a cross over Helen’s bare labia, the camera zoomed in close, showing fingers rolling and stretching Helen’s clitoris quite severely. Watching the scene on her monitor, Joyce heard Helen gasp, then told her in a firm tone, to explain what the nurses were doing at this moment. Helen said the nursing staff considered her button was too large, and kept interfering with the treatment, so they tried to keep it out of the way. Today they were using a set of metal clamps, and Nurse Sarah was pulling it away from her body, very hard, so they could get the first clamp right at the base of the shaft. The clamp had a groove in each side, lined with short, blunt spikes that would grip on her clit so it didn’t slip through, and Joyce watched it fitted to Helen’s stretched out clitoris with consummate skill. Helen continued the description as three more clamps were secured to her lengthening rod as it grew darker with the trapped blood inside, and Joyce pressed her for more information, hearing gasps from the phone with each twist of a screw. When the nurses were finished tormenting her, they left her to drain out her bladder, with her legs still fully spread, everything on view to passers-by, as Helen and Joyce finished their visit, with promises to see each other soon, and hopes that the sale would proceed ...

... without a hitch. They said goodbye then hung up, Helen putting down the phone, and lifting the bed so she could watch who was able to see her, while Joyce continued watching without her knowing anything about it. Joyce asked Div to trace what was happening with the security footage, particularly who was monitoring it, as the location of the camera they’d been watching was far too conveniently placed. While Div went about his investigations, Joyce was fascinated to watch how casually the staff came and adjusted the sheet beneath Helen, moving her into more revealing positions, but never covering her nudity, although the housekeeper did stroke the stack of clamps. Another nurse came and gave her water through a straw, her thumb rubbing across the top of the purple clit head, then checking they were comfortable by turning them round, Helen’s thighs trembling as the shaft was almost screwed off completely. Div came back to say the cctv feed was monitored by the security team, with mainly the reception areas being watched, along with exits, entrance doors, and some corridors. Helen’s room was not one of their feeds, streaming over to an offsite storage facility, ready to be retrieved in case of a complaint or an accident. There were a total of six rooms of this type, close to a nurse’s station but not to other patients, with a camera that had nearly full coverage of inside the room, and that were not fed through the security office. These, however, were not the only camera feeds ...