Anti-smoking efforts
Elena entered the office of a familiar general practitioner.
— Igor, I need to be admitted to the hospital urgently. For a week.
— What hurts you?
— Nothing hurts me. I just need to. It's a long story. In short, there's an inspection at my work, and they might dig up my mistakes. They won't dig them up only if I'm absent for an exceptionally valid reason. Even the flu with a fever or hypertension won't stop anyone—they'll come for me and take me to work. There are two options—either break one of my limbs, which is completely unacceptable to me, or get me admitted to the hospital.
— What would I admit you for? And where?
— Igor,
I don't know, think of something. You have connections, don't you?— Lena, this is a violation...
Lena, without further ado, pulled off her blouse, revealing small but appetizing breasts, then got on her knees, and before the doctor could utter a word, she unzipped his fly.
— Lenka, damn... The door!
He locked the office door, and within a minute, Elena, smacking her lips, was sucking his cock while he kneaded her tits. She slipped a hand into his crotch and stroked his balls, then reached further to caress his anus. All this time, she didn't take her mouth off his dick.
The doctor lifted her from her knees and said:
— Patient, I will examine you. Lie down on the couch.
She pulled up her skirt, took off her panties, lay down on the couch, and spread her legs. The doctor, without removing his pants and white coat, leaned over her. Inserting his penis into her vagina, he began to move clumsily, kissing her face. Elena didn't resist, although she usually didn't allow herself to be kissed. But here there was no choice, and she kissed him back.
He came fairly quickly and ejaculated onto her stomach. Then he sat down at the desk and wrote out a referral.
— Go to the First City Hospital. From the emergency room, call this number (he gave her a note with the number). The head of gastroenterology, my friend, Stanislav Ivanovich, will answer. Say you're from me, they'll admit you. Bye.
A few hours later, Elena was lying on a hospital bed, munching on an apple and lost in thoughts about work. Gradually, these thoughts were replaced by another—she wanted to smoke. Elena grimaced—when admitted to the department, she had signed at the nurses' station acknowledging that smoking was strictly prohibited in the department. Fine, she said to herself, took her cigarettes, and went down the back stairs to the first floor. The door to the street was open, and she smoked to her heart's content.
Until evening, she went out for a smoke break more than once, but after dinner, the emergency exit was locked. Elena endured, but by night, when everyone had gone to bed and the lights in the corridor were turned off, the desire to smoke became unbearable. She peeked out of the ward. There was no one in the corridor or at the station, and Elena slipped into the toilet. Opening the window, she hastily took a few puffs, put out the cigarette in the toilet, and, wrapping the butt in toilet paper, threw it in the bin. Seizing the opportunity, she also peed and, unnoticed by anyone, returned to the ward.
It was the same on the second and third days. But on the fourth day, everything went quite differently. She hadn't even taken her second puff when the toilet door swung open, and the hefty figure of the duty nurse Galina appeared in the doorway.
— Caught you!" she said threateningly. "Well, this won't go unpunished for you.
— I only did a little...
— Quiet!" she commanded imperiously and grabbed Elena by the elbow. "Let's go!
Elena tried to break free, but Galina held her very tightly, and feeling resistance, she twisted the patient's arm behind her back.
— Let's go, I said! Walk, quickly!..
— Where are you taking me?
— Go! I'm going to treat you now. And just try to scream!
She led her down the corridor of the department. Another duty nurse was walking towards them.
— Look, what a chick we caught with a cigarette. Call the duty doctor. And you, chick, walk with me.
And after walking a few more meters, Galina pushed Elena into a door with a sign that read "enema room." There, she deftly tore off Elena's robe, leaving her in only her underwear. Then the second nurse entered the room.
— Nina, help me!
Nina grabbed Elena's other arm, twisted it behind her back, and together they roughly and painfully bound her hands with tourniquets. They sat her on the couch, and Nina moved a stand with an enema canister closer. A doctor entered—a plump, short man about forty-five years old.
— Smoking again?
— Yes," the nurses said in unison.
— We'll treat her according to the standard scheme. On the couch with her!
Strong hands immediately put Elena on the couch on all fours, and someone tore off her panties. She began to struggle, and a sharp pain burned first her left buttock, then her right—she was whipped several times with medical tourniquets.
— Listen to me, patient," the doctor said irritably. "Since you're a privileged patient, occupying a bed where a real patient could be lying, you should follow the hospital rules. If you don't want to—that's your problem. We can easily discharge you at eight in the morning.
— Don't," Elena muttered pleadingly.
— Well, if you don't want that—then we'll educate you. With therapeutic measures. Two liters for her.
She felt a tube being inserted into her anus, and her stomach began to fill with water. It was unpleasant, and then painful.
— Enough," she said. "I understand everything, I won't do it anymore.
— No. We have our own methodology.
— I can't hold it.
— You can. Everyone could.
— It hurts! I can't!
The enema was removed, her hands were freed. Elena turned around—the two women and the man stood together, ready to pounce on her if necessary.
— The toilet is over there," said Galina, pointing to another door. Elena, barely holding everything in, ran to the toilet, where she sat for a good half hour, and these were far from the most pleasant minutes of her life.
Finally, she came out.
— Can I go?
— We've only just begun!" said the doctor. "Get on the couch!
Elena rushed to the door, but the women grabbed her, twisted her arms, and put her on all fours, and the doctor himself inserted the enema into her ass.
— We'll increase the dose since you didn't understand," he said.
This time, Elena was brought to wild spasms and was only released when tears streamed down her face. Sitting on the toilet lasted longer than the first time. And when she came out, they did the same to her again. Only less water was poured into her ass this time, as she no longer resisted.
— Maybe that's enough?" she asked, coming out of the toilet for the third time. And without receiving an answer, she herself got on the couch on all fours.
— Good girl," the doctor said approvingly. "Prepare her for the manipulation.
— What? What other manipulation?
But at that moment, a finger rudely invaded her ass. No, perhaps two fingers at once. She looked back—Nina, wearing a blue rubber glove, was massaging her anus, and Galina stood nearby with a tourniquet in her hand. The doctor unzipped his fly, and a crimson penis peeked out.
— What are you plann...
He didn't let her finish and silently thrust his cock into her anus. She screamed loudly. She had very little experience with anal sex, and Elena's ass was very underdeveloped. Additionally, she hadn't been massaged enough. In short, it was very unpleasant.
— Don't yell, smoker!" the doctor hissed threateningly and began making quick movements, each of which gave her an unpleasant sensation. He unclasped her bra and grabbed her breasts from behind, continuing to ravage her anal hole. But soon he got tired of it and ordered her to lie on her back. She thought he would now fuck her in the vagina, but no—he lifted her legs and again began tormenting her anus. At the same time, with one hand he stroked her breast, and with the fingers of the other, he shoved them into her mouth. She tried to turn away and received a light slap.
— Do you want another enema?
Elena took the fingers into her mouth and closed her eyes. For the next ten minutes, she simply endured as this man fucked her in the ass.
Finally, he pulled his cock out of her ass and his hand out of her mouth. Strange thing, it seemed he hadn't come? Or had he? She opened her eyes but hadn't even closed her mouth when the doctor, having already walked around the couch, inserted his cock there. She squirmed—despite the triple enema, the cock still had a specific smell. The nurses restrained her again, and the doctor continued to rape Elena's mouth.
— Yes, like that, like that," he muttered. "Know that there can be something other than a cigarette in your mouth, hee-hee.
He removed his cock, fucked her in the ass again for a couple of minutes, and then thrust it into her mouth again. And it all started over. It was very unpleasant and humiliating. Finally, he came—in her ass.
— Will you smoke in the hospital again?
She didn't answer and tried to get off the couch, but the sisters laid her back down, turned her on her side, and inserted an enema into her again.
— And so as not to leave any evidence," the doctor said mysteriously. "I'm no longer needed here. Good night.
— Good night," said the sisters.
This time, not as much water was poured into Elena as before, and when she came out of the toilet, she was again told to get on all fours, and they began massaging her anus with fingers that were covered in some kind of gel.
— What else do you want from me," she asked, practically crying. "Maybe that's enough already?
— Relax. This is medicine. It will soothe your stinky ass.
— What other medicine?
— Just an anesthetic with pain relief and a bactericide. You won't even reach the ward before the pain subsides. We can't just not treat your rectum. After all, we're gastroenterology, not traumatology! That's it, get out of here. Don't forget your panties and robe. And if we catch you with a cigarette again—we'll call the duty doctor from gynecology. He'll give you a vaginal enema.
She reached the ward. The pain had indeed subsided, which couldn't be said for the humiliation. After quietly and thoroughly rinsing her mouth, she flopped onto the bed.
She didn't feel like smoking.