Medical Supply (open for all players)
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				Title: <strong>Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 19:02:34</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Taken from the evening news:</span></strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Government has stated, that there is a lack of medical treatment for slaves. So a campaign was started, that asked doctors, to apply for opening a doctor´s office. Yesterday was official opening, outside the building, offered service and opening times are described as follows:</span><br><br>(http://inlinethumb04.webshots.com/17539/2585137220103823157S600x600Q85.jpg) (http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2585137220103823157DBLyhJ)</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>.-.-.-.-.
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				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 02:44:40</strong>
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				A dodgy guy, chewing a toothpick, his hair slicked back,&nbsp; walks in with a squirming, whimpering burlap sack over his shoulder, shapely calves with fuck-me-red pumps sticking out underneath, his arm steadily curved over the thighs and inner knees. <br><br>"Yea...I'm the eleven o'clock. Wonder if the doc does any... pre-sales certifications...you know value increasing papers that state a girl is clean and fertile, that kinda shit.."&nbsp; The girl on his shoulder starts to buck and wriggle her feet, her sounds are clearly muffled by a gag, but she seems to beg for help.&nbsp; He sighs and hits her hard on her buttocks.&nbsp; "I told you to be quiet, little one...or else....". That alone seems to make her freeze and he grins. "She's a fast learner.&nbsp; So...uhm yeah...general check up and certification...wouldn't mind if i could stock up on like sedatives and birth control either....does the doc take care of things like that ? "
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 17:13:58</strong>
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				The female clerk behind the desk checks her calendar and nods. "The only thing we need is a prove of ownership and the confirmation that you can pay. If that is allright, any treatment and certifications can be given here. So if we could check that first, I will lead you to the doctor afterwards." She smiles at the customer and waits, ignoring everything else that´s going on about the patient-to-be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 17:36:58</strong>
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				He takes the toothpick from his mouth and grins a bit sheepish as he leans, closer to the clerk.&nbsp; "See...that is a bit of a problem....I don't actually have the papers on me.....She was nervous enough..you know how it goes...and I need to deliver her sometime before dinner...So...can we&nbsp; uhm...." He gestures with his free hand. "Come to some kind of understanding ? I'll make sure I'll have the proper papers with the next one...It's just that driving all back out&nbsp; and such.... You know how these things go ?"&nbsp; <br><br>The girl starts to kick again, amost sliding of his shoulder "See...."&nbsp; He grins..."Would be such a hassle to do this all over again, to her as well....can't you....let it slide...for now ?"&nbsp; &nbsp;He magically conjures a 20 dollar note as he says that, giving her an ensuring, greasy smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 17:58:04</strong>
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				The clerk takes the note and gets up. "I will let the doctor decide.", she says. "One moment please." She walks into another room and the guy hears a male voice responding. The door opens again and a tall muscly man with full beard and dark severe eyes enters the room. He shakes the customer´s hand, then points to the door. Follow me to the consultation room please, Sir. After closing the door, he advises him to take off the sack from the female, to have a look at her. "Dear Sir, we are a very serious house and of course we respect all owner´s privacy. But we can´t support any unauthorized kidnapping, I hope you understand?" He smiles politely. "So if you assure me that you own her in the -usual- way...? Please undress her in the meantime, so I can have a look at the patient." Waiting, the doctor sits on the edge of his desk. 
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				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 04:19:03</strong>
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				The man pulls the sack of the girl, who is blindfolded and gagged sloppily with duct tape.&nbsp; Her brown hair falls in a mop around her face, tousled and wild. She is wearing a purple tank top with two holes cut out around her nipples and just the hip part of what used to be a pair of jeans. Her hands are tied behind her back, wrists and elbows...yet again duct taped, as are her ankles and knees.&nbsp; It almost looks ecstatically correct. Two silver stripes, then one purple, two silver stripes, then one blue and two silver stripes again.<br><br>Yet this bondage is makeshift, a rush job. The girl isn’t even properly shaven below. The ‘owner’ dances delicately around the theme of ownership papers as he takes a pair of scissors and, without warning, snips the last bit of jeans and her tank top from her trembling body. She whimpers into the gag.<br><br>“Yeah... I got her in the usual way. I get all my girls the same way....Now doc…are you sure you want me to untie her ? She’s a bit of a wildcat….”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 11:41:31</strong>
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				"No worries, we can handle that.", smiles the doc, opens the door to another room and invites them to enter. This is one of our treatment chambers." They walk in, the greasy guy dragging his slave. On the left side of the room, a gynaecological chair is waiting. It is prepared to strap someone onto it, so even an unwillingly patient can be examined. "You managed to catch her, so I am sure you will manage to fix her to it as well, I will be right back!", says the medic and walks over to a drawer to get some gloves. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 12:13:59</strong>
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				He chuckles. Things were going smoother than he could have imagined.<br>"And what a catch you are..." He whispered to the girl who tried to wrestle away from him as soon as she was set down "Ah ah ah...."&nbsp; He swatted her behind.&nbsp; "Remember what I promised you girl, if you wouldn't behave..." <br><br>As he guided her to sit in the chair he laughed a bit at the doc.&nbsp; "You know how they can get at this state. A bit antsy because they know they will have to leave all they know and they are a bit nervous about their new Master. But actually this one has been a handfull since I got her." <br><br>He took the duct tape from her knees first, taking enough time to stroke her bare legs and a little bit higher. He grinned satisfied when he pulled his hand back with gleaming fingertips.&nbsp; "A handfull but very responsive."<br><br>He carefully cut the restraints of her ankles and held a strong grip as she started to kick, moving between her legs, his full body weight on her left thigh as he hoisted the right one up into the stirrups. Her screams were quite heartwrenching even through the gag.<br><br>The white canvas dug ever so slightly into the soft part of the thigh and the distinct snap of the buckle silenced her. She had lost her meager window of opportunity.&nbsp; Silently she let him bring her left thigh in position. After he was satisfied that the strap would hold he put his attention to her ankles, strapping the thin but sturdy cloth band securely as he gently touched the ball of her foot. She squirmed and wriggled in the chair. "Very responsive. It's almost a shame I can't keep her."&nbsp; With little ceremony he secured the next ankle.<br><br>She was quite a sight, sitting a bit uncomfortable with her hands still tied behind her back and her legs spread wide on the stirrups of the gyneacologists chair, her mouth and eyes still covered with a thin layer of sturdy silver tape, her moist lips, though unshaven fully exposed. He smiled as she saw her chest rising and falling, her small dark nipples so ripe, so hard. She was terrified but, to him, that was part of the rush.<br><br>"How long will this take doc ?"&nbsp; He asked as he absentmindedly started to stroke one of her breasts. "I've never had a girl taken to one of these examinations...what will you do ?" He smiled to himself as he felt her tense. She was as curious about that as he was, well perhaps even more, given that she didn't even know what was going on. Three hours ago she had been just another co-ed on her way to the gym. Now she was merchandise, ready to be checked for flaws.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 12:34:08</strong>
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				The doc raised an eyebrow. "I will tell you when I am done.", he said. Please step a bit to the side, I need to check her breasts first." He then started to touch every breast, finding them smooth and healthy. He nodded. Next he checked her skin, to see if there were any marks, but he didn´t find any. "I will have to check the back as well, once we´re done on the chair.", he told the owner. "I will take her temperature now." With his left hand, he parted the slave´s buttocks, then inserted a thermometer. He was used to the reaction to that, his patients never liked it. "That´s ok.", he finally stated. Now he slipped into the gloves and with two fingers of his left hand, he opened her folds, moving another two from the right hand inside. He ignored the whimpering of the girl and calmly continued his work. "There is the hymen, she is in virgin state." <br><br>"Now what was your intention about the birth control?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 12:58:14</strong>
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				The man outright&nbsp; blinked in amazement “She is ?” He couldn’t believe his luck. What were the odds ?&nbsp; Then he coughed and nodded “I mean…yes…she is...Fetch me quite a price, this one.” He grinned and rubbed the girls head, whispering closely “Won’t you little tease ? Is the doctor getting you all hot and bothered ? I can see how much you like him, how much you like this, you know. That pleases me. You are a good little toy. Now be a good girl for the rest of the examination…”&nbsp; He turned to the doctor. “Do you mind if I make a phone call in the meanwhile ?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 13:14:39</strong>
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				"Outside is a phone that works with coins!", the doctor nodded. After the guy had left the room, Gregory removed the gag from the girl´s mouth, then he freed her eyes. She looked at him with fear. "Please...water.", she begged hoarsely. He walked to the sink and gave her something to drink. "Better?"<br><br>He helped her to a sitting position and looked at her back. No marks either. "Now there is something else I have to examine. Try to relax and it won´t hurt." Saying this, he dipped one finger into something greasy and pressed it on her backdoor, trying to get it inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 13:28:25</strong>
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				She was an attractive young thing, her hair was dark, her eyes bright blue and her now uncovered lips were soft, pinked and well shaped. She watched the ongoings with wide, afraid eyes, closing them as he pressed in. She hissed, holding her breath for a moment.<br><br>Her sphinxter was tight, very pink and smooth to touch, she had a hard time relaxing it..or she didn't even try.<br><br>"Please....dón't....that hurts....Why are you doing this ? Why have you brought me here ?"<br><br>Rumors about secret experiments and people losing their spleen or kidneys came to her mind.<br><br>"If you really are a doctor...you swore to help people...didn't you ?" <br><br>Her voice is still hoarse from the gag and all her strained whimpers, her eyes are redrimmed and she shivers.<br><br>"Please let me go home ?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 13:36:40</strong>
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				Greg had heard this so often before. "Don´t cramp!", he advised her, moving in up to the second knuckle, then he moved the finger to different directions, feeling if the end of the gut was allright. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 14:31:07</strong>
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				She whimpered once more. Her eyes are so bright, so wide, so pleading. She licks her lips nervously, close to begging him.<br><br>"You can't just let him....Ohhhhh" With a loud gasp she arched her back even more than her current position required her to. She closed her eyes and bucked her hips up instinctely as his fingernail scratched a particular tender spot in her nether tunnel.<br><br>Her face flustered as she lowered her eyes in shame.&nbsp; Her already glistening lips had become a little bit moister and the muscles were opening and closing, as if snapping to get a finger in as well.<br><br>"Wh...what did you do ?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 15:07:37</strong>
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				He didn´t answer to that question, instead he asked her: "Where are you from?" Slowly he removed his finger, got out of the gloves and wrote something down on a sheet of paper. Something was foul here, he could sense it.
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				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 21:44:26</strong>
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				"Hesston, Kansas..."&nbsp; She tries to sneak a peek at what he is writing. "Why do you want to know that ? What are you writing down ? What is this examination for ? What will you do to me ? "<br><br>Her eyes and posture become more frantic, straps digging into her flesh as she squirms in the chair, her voice verging on hysteria.
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				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 22:00:41</strong>
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				"So you are not from here!", he stated. "I am not the police and as long as you are not kidnapped from this settlement, I can´t do anything for you." He shrugged. "Now I hope that the gentleman can pay the bill for this examination. Otherwise I will have to keep you here." He placed a towel over her opened crotch and waited for her owner to return.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 22:30:26</strong>
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				She blinks in sheer shock.<br><br>"You can't be serious ! This man had abducted me and he's going to sell me to someone to do god knows what to me and you will idly stand by because I don't have the right zipcode ? Are you even human ? I..."<br><br><br>The slick guy comes back into the room, looking like a cat that just had a whole bowl of cream covered canaries. "So..Doc....how far along are we ? I is my little virgin good to go ?" He flashes the girl a smile, obviously in a very very good mood.
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				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 07:27:40</strong>
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				Gregory leans back in his chair and replies: "First of all you didn´t answer to my last question yet, remember - birth control - and second, I wonder if you can pay the bill, that would be 500 bucks right now?"
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				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 19:21:49</strong>
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				He arches his brow, slides his eyes to his captive and sets his jaw.<br><br>"I don't know if the new owner wants to breed her...I'll tell him to take care of it himself...As for that bill... I don't have that much cash on me and you know how these credit card paper trails get....Why don't you just send me the bill and I will take care of it right away when I get home...I'll get you the money on friday."<br><br>He winks jovialy, trying to hide his sweaty nervousness behind a greasy smile.
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				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 20:37:18</strong>
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				The doc calmly goes over to the girl and frees her arms. She thanks it with a reliefed sigh and rubs her wrists. "Good man, I have heard such offers before and believe me - I learned my lesson." He turned around to the fellow and yet then, the clerk appeared under the doorframe as well. "Either you pay, or she stays here - to be sold from me. I must make a living too, you surely understand." Gregory stands between slave and the wannabe owner now, waiting.
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				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 21:09:39</strong>
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				The man growls a bit, his hands in his pockets.<br><br>"Don't be like that doc...I'll pay...with interest...my money's good...well..my clients money is..."<br><br>He glares at the stoic expression and hisses "This is not over yet, doc..."<br><br>Then he turns on his heels and stalks out. Leaving his rather bewildered would be slave girl behind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 21:33:39</strong>
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				Gregory and his the desk-lady change a glance. Then she walks out again and leaves the doctor alone with the girl. "Listen..", he explains to her, "since you are my property now, I have to make sure that you don´t run away. But I won´t leave you in this uncomfortable position. So I will give you an injection now, that will calm you down and take you to a patient´s room, until I decide what to do about you. You can have a rest in the meantime." Then he adds: "Oh and if you hear screams, don´t worry, we don´t kill anybody here, just treat."<br>With these words, he walks over to a cupboard, takes out an syringe and presses some some of the fluid out, to prepare the needle. Then he cleans a spot on her right thigh with alcohol and sticks the needle in. After two minutes of waiting time, he unties her from the chair and leads her to a room nearby, helping her on the bed, covering her with a blanket and locking the door behind him. "Now to the next patient.", he mumbles, pondering about a purpose the girl could be used for. 
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				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 21:43:49</strong>
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				(i'll leave it at that so another patient can come...Try it, Y'all...it's fun)
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				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 12:15:29</strong>
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				((Thank you very much for starting the story, let´s hope that some more slaves need a proper treatment ;) ))
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				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>17-08-2008, 20:19:16</strong>
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				A bearded traveler enters the compound weary from his long journey.&nbsp; Dressed in buckskin, carrying a backpack of essential, and a Bowie knife on his side, he was skilled in survival.&nbsp; It had been weeks since he saw any evidence of civilization and he had to live off the land ... killing game just to survive.&nbsp; He thought he might perish in the wild until he saw structures in the distance.&nbsp; He moved as best he could in that direction, hoping he could receive some assistance ...<br><br>Jacob had felt quite ill since he ate those wild berries.&nbsp; His stomach was cramping badly and he was slightly feverish.&nbsp; Scanning the facilities, he saw what looked to be a doctor's office.&nbsp; He made his way through the door and went up to the receptionist.&nbsp; "Hello, Ma'am ... I really need to see a doctor.&nbsp; I am feeling badly ..." 
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				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>18-08-2008, 14:54:26</strong>
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				She looked at him. "Well Sir, we normally treat slaves, but of course we take care of you, you seem to need help.", she said friendly. "Please wait a short moment." She pointed at one of the three chairs that were grouped around a glasstop-table and left through a door. It didn´t take more than two minutes until she returned. "Please follow me, Sir." He was brought to an office, which was painted in light colors, some flowers on the desk told him that this was obviously a female doctor´s room. "She will be here in a moment.", the receptionist confirmed what he had supposed and left him alone. Then another woman entered. His first impression was that her estimated age should be around thirty, hazelnut eyes and hair of the same color, which she was wearing as a ponytail. Her body wasn´t too slim, she just had curves at the right places. "Welcome, Sir!", she greeted and sat down behind the desk. With a smile, she encouraged him: "How can I help you?"
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				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 02:21:50</strong>
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				Jacob was confused by the statement that they only treat slaves, but he said nothing as she immediately said that they would treat him.&nbsp; What they did in this region was their own business ... he needed medical attention.&nbsp; He had barely sat down when the receptionist reappeared, telling him to follow her.&nbsp; <br><br>His impression of the room they entered was that it was quite feminine ... an impression confirmed by the receptionist.&nbsp; He again was alone for a very short time as the doctor entered ... a young attractive woman with a very healthy build.&nbsp; Jacob smiled as she took her place.<br><br>"Well, Doctor ... my stomach is cramping very badly and I think I am running a fever.&nbsp; I think it was some wild berries I ate ... but I am not sure."&nbsp; He looked at her, hoping that his brief description would give her all she needed to help him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 07:46:42</strong>
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				She looked at him. He had obviously not seen a bath in a while. On top he was a bit too pale and slightly trembling. Not in best state. She would have to examine him. "Please don´t take it as offense, Sir, but I need to examine you and since you don´t seem to have had the opportunity lately, I would like you to take a shower first. Do you think you can make it on your own or do you need help?"<br><br>"And there are some additional questions: How long ago did you eat those berries and did you suffer from diarrhea or vomiting since that day...?" She got up to lead him to the bathroom, while expecting his answers.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 14:56:05</strong>
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				He had not considered his own rather filthy body ... embarrassed by the realization.&nbsp; "Oh, I am sorry Doc ... it has been a while since I bathed.&nbsp; Yeah, I can make it to the shower ... I'm fine."<br><br>He got up from his seat and stumbled ... catching himself on the examination table.&nbsp; "Been three days since I ate the berries ... No, I did not vomit or anything.&nbsp; Just sorta been heavy in my stomach and made me feverish."&nbsp; He began to undress, placing his long knife in his backpack and unbuttoning his shirt while following her ...
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				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 19:22:09</strong>
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				Again she assured him: "It´s ok, no need to feel embarrassed, after all they didn´t install any bathrooms in the forests...yet." She smirked, but then sorrowful watched him stumble. Once more she was glad that they had decided to have a half open restroom right beside the treatment chamber, so she would hear if something went wrong. "You can leave your belongings and clothes on the chair over there. If you are done, just wrap yourself in a towel and lay down on the treatment-bed here." When he saw the straps that were attached to the bed, he raised an eyebrow. Mirelle saw it and quickly soothed him. "No worries, we don´t need them for you, like we told you - the slaves....". She went to some shelfs and got stuff she would need for him, waiting for his soonish return from the shower.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>20-08-2008, 02:41:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles at her forest bathroom comment, but then stumbles as a sharp pain cuts through his abdomen.&nbsp; He catches himself on the restroom doorway.&nbsp; He listens to her instructions, nodding ... "Thank you, Doc."&nbsp; She motions towards the treatment bed and he is startled to see restraining straps.&nbsp; "<em>What the fuck ...</em>" he thinks.&nbsp; Her explanation assures him, and he laughs at himself for being so foolish.&nbsp; "Oh right ... the slaves ..."&nbsp; He walks to the back of the small restroom and undresses.&nbsp; The effort tires him ... and he wonders what could be wrong with him.&nbsp; He was glad to have found this clinic.&nbsp; <br><br>He puts his filthy clothes where she had directed ... even he could not stand the smell clinging to them.&nbsp; It embarrassed him to think what she must have thought of him.&nbsp; He turns on the water to a comfortable temperature and steps in.&nbsp; It felt so good!&nbsp; He had been so long without such comforts ... it was heavenly to stand in the water.&nbsp; But he does not delay ... the doctor is waiting.&nbsp; He lathers and cleans his toned body, ensuring to clean all parts thoroughly as to not offend her again.<br><br>He steps out of the shower ... he can see her in the next room and quickly wraps the damp towel around his waist.&nbsp; He emerges from the shower and lays down on the table.&nbsp; "That shower was great, Doc ... I really needed it."&nbsp; He smiles ... but he becomes lightheaded and feels himself ready to pass out.&nbsp; He breaths hard and recovers ... his voice weakened, "Okay, Doc ... I am ready ..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>20-08-2008, 15:46:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She saw that this bit of movement already brought drops of sweat on his forehead. "Just relax.", smiled Mirelle. "First of all I will check your pulse and blood-pressure." He knew this from some day in the past, where it was done as well and layed still, because he didn´t want to disturb her work. She scribbled something on her note-board, then talked to him again. "Now, I check the color in your eyes." She used two fingers to hold his eyelid up and used a light-pointer to see the reaction of his pupils as well. "Not yellow, so it´s not the liver.", she mumbled and added something to her script. "Now plz roll on your left side, I need to check your temperature.", she announced, already holding a thermometer in her right hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>21-08-2008, 02:05:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jacob relaxed as she suggested ... looking at her through half-closed eyes.&nbsp; He was pleased that the doctor was a woman ... it had been a long time since he had had any exchange with a woman, and he thought her quite beautiful.&nbsp; He laid still as she checked his blood pressure and pulse ... standard procedure, no matter what the symptoms.&nbsp; The light was bright as she shone it so close to his eyes ... he closed them when she released his eyelids, still seeing a green echo of the light.&nbsp; His liver was okay ... that was good.&nbsp; When she commanded him to lay on his side, he looked at her ... he had not had his temperature taken rectally since ... well, he could not remember.&nbsp; <br><br>He slowly turned on his side and waited ... knowing that his towel would soon be removed and ... Jacob did not want to dwell on it.&nbsp; He closed his eyes, not sure why he felt embarrassed.&nbsp; After all, she was a medical professional!&nbsp; He took a deep breath and waited ... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>21-08-2008, 07:36:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mirelle slid the towel up, then parted his buttocks and inserted the thermometer. Her hand rested on his hip, as long as she waited for the result. Finally she removed it again. "Hmmmm.", he heard. "Plz get on your back again, next I will do is press your belly at several points and you plz tell me if it hurts, ok?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>21-08-2008, 15:08:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jacob feels the cooler air chill his ass ... her warmer hand upon his buttocks send a shiver through his body.&nbsp; The insertion of the thermometer is a bit uncomfortable, but not too bad.&nbsp; It is her hand upon his hip that he is most aware of ... it has been a long time since he felt a woman's touch.&nbsp; But it is not sexual ... she is a medical professional.&nbsp; Still, he feels himself begin to harder, as much as he tries to resist.&nbsp; <br><br>He is really aware of his slightly aroused condition as he obeys her direction to lay on his back.&nbsp; He is glad the towel still drapes him, and its weight makes his growth unnoticeable.&nbsp; He looks at her, blushing a bit ... "Okay Doc ... whatever you say ..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>21-08-2008, 20:10:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She raised her eyebrow, seeing him blush, but didn´t say anything. Could it be that he was feeling embarrassed? With wakening interest, she watched him closer for the first time. Yes he was well trained and without this wildly grown beard, his face would probably look quite attractive. When he lay before her on his back, she decided to experiment a bit. Thus she unwrapped the towel and his body´s reaction told her enough. She could hardly oppress a smile, remembered just in time that she was there as a doctor, not as a flirty woman. Then she concentrated on the treatment again. Her hands pressed on several spots of his chest and belly, asking each time: "Does this hurt?" Whenever she heard a no, she moved on. Finally she was nearly sure what would happen next. She layed her palm on the spot above the right thigh and pushed it down firmly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>22-08-2008, 02:10:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jacob's face flashed red as the towel was taken off his body, revealing his hardened manhood.&nbsp; "Sorry, Doc ... it has been a while ..."&nbsp; It seemed to grow harder with his embarrassment.&nbsp; He looked straight at the ceiling ... he could not look at her now.&nbsp; He felt her hands begin to press his body.&nbsp; With each attempt, he reported that it did not hurt.&nbsp; She started to check his lower abdomen ... and he said "no," although his mind was on her nearness to his cock.&nbsp; He was anxious for this procedure to be over ... when suddenly pain shot through his body as she pressed his lower right side.&nbsp; He bolted up in reaction ... breathing hard as he winced in pain ...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>22-08-2008, 13:48:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am sorry.", Mirelle said softly and waited until he was calm again. "Yet I need to do one more test, before I am sure." She took his right leg, slowly moved it upwards by bending his knee and waited for his reaction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>23-08-2008, 02:26:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jacob was breathing hard ... trying to regulate the pain ... fear in his eyes.&nbsp; He felt very weak ... and was sweating.&nbsp; He slowly lowered himself back down onto the treatment table ... no longer caring that he laid naked before her.&nbsp; After a few moments, he began to breath easier ... his heart still racing.&nbsp; He looked at Doctor Mirelle like a frightened child.&nbsp; He watched as she slowly raised his leg ... before the knee was vertical, he felt the searing pain return.&nbsp; He yelled in pain as he clutched the ends of the table ... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>23-08-2008, 18:37:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mirelle comforted him with a hand on his forehead. "It´s over, I won´t torture you any longer.", she soothed him. From somewhere she brought a blanket and spread it over his body. "Sir.... oh I need to know your name...it weren´t the berries that made you feel bad. Your appendix has to be removed. You are lucky that you found us in time. Yet I have to ask if you agree with the surgery and I need you to sign that. Do you have any questions?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>23-08-2008, 22:34:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He worked to regulate his breathing again ... to endure the receding pain.&nbsp; He looks at her, saying weakly. "You did not torture me ... I know you will help me.&nbsp; And thanks for the blanket."&nbsp; He was startled to hear her diagnosis ... he was not sure what an appendix was, but he did understand "remove."&nbsp; She had to cut on him.&nbsp; He took a moment to take this in, then nodded his consent.&nbsp; "My name is Jacob ... Jacob Myers.&nbsp; I will sign whatever you need, Doc ... and thanks."&nbsp; He takes the form and signs it, laying back down.&nbsp; "No ... no questions."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>23-08-2008, 22:41:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She started to explain. "We will do it in a few hours, when my colleague is free, cause I need his help. You will of course be put asleep and we will make a cut in the area where I caused the pain. Then we will take that evil thing out that bothers you and sew the cut...done!" Will need a few days for you to stay here, before you are ok again, but this surgery is routine, so don´t worry." She squeezed his hand. "I will get a pillow for you and give you a soft tranquilizer, so you can get a rest until we start. With these words she gave him an injection into his arm vein.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>23-08-2008, 22:47:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jacob listened to her explanation ... nodding his agreement.&nbsp; He was totally in her care, so whatever she said, thus it would be.&nbsp; He again offers his thanks ... He appreciated her gentle manner.&nbsp; Her warm hand pressing against his was very reassuring.&nbsp; He watched her as she made her preparations ... noticing what a fine figure she had, and what a really attractive woman she was.&nbsp; Somehow, that gave him confidence in her, even though that made no sense.&nbsp; He flinched slightly at the prick of the needle ... and soon felt himself relaxing ...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 11:40:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He woke up from a bright light, that shone in his eyes and found himself strapped onto a small surgery table, big lamps above him and several people who were busy preparing him. Mirelle came to the top of the bed, when she saw that he had woken up. "Mr. Myers, we will soon put you to sleep again. Don´t worry about anything, you are in best hands." She winked and added: "Due to hygienical reasons I will shave you a bit now." He couldn´t see where she was going, but the next he felt was something wet and cold in the area above his member and then it felt like a light scratching, when she started to remove the pubic hair."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 14:11:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Consciousness came slowly as his mind tried to cut through the drug-induced fog of his brain.&nbsp; Jacob opened his eyes to an immediate squint as bright lights attacked his pupils ... "<em>Where am I</em>?" was his first thought.&nbsp; And then panic as he tried to shield his eyes with his hands but found them restrained.&nbsp; He slowly began to remember ... and what he remembered was that the straps were for slaves!&nbsp; Had he unwittingly fallen into captivity?&nbsp; There were many people moving about ... and one he recognized: the Doctor.&nbsp; Now he remembered ... surgery ... and began to calm down as her words reassured him.&nbsp; For a short time ... until he felt the razor scrapping his skin near his cock.&nbsp; Despite the light, his eyes went wide as he realized what she was doing ... as blood began to fill his member, causing it to grow ... and the warmth of embarrassment again appeared on his face ... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 16:28:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That poor guy surely didn´t have a woman for quite a long time she thought, when she saw that he was aroused again. She softly closed her hand around his member, moving it out of the place that she was actually shaving. Maybe she would accept a special sort of payment after he was healthy again. The thought made her smile and sent an interesting feeling to her abdomen. "Can we start?" The assistance doc looked at her. "You can start to put him asleep, yes.", she answered and Jacob felt another needle getting stuck into his body. Mirelle went over to the sink, to wash and disinfect her hands, then put on some tight gloves, which she disinfected as well, after she had covered her mouth and nose. Jacob saw her approach, her eyes looking at him, her hand already holding a surgery knife, while she waited that the narcotics started to work.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 19:13:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His senses were alert to everything that was happening around him ... just as when he tracked a deer in the wild.&nbsp; When he felt her hand touch his member, a shiver rippled through his body ... he felt foolish, but it had been such a long time.&nbsp; His eyes followed the conversation ... they were prepared to begin.&nbsp; He felt them prepare his arm for the injection that would cause him to lose consciousness ... he jumped slightly at the needle prick; he could feel the coolness of the drug travel into his veins.&nbsp; He looked over and saw her approach ... only her eyes were recognizable.&nbsp; "<em>They are such beautiful eyes ...</em>" was his last thought as he slipped into unconsciousness ...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 21:02:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he woke up again, he slowly got his clear view back. He found himself in a little comfy room, lying on a normal bed. The room was painted in a dark friendly yellow and on the wall was a painting, that showed some fantasy scene. He felt very thirsty, but didn´t find anything to drink on the little table that was attached to his bed. Hopefully they would look after him soon. Carefully, he tried to move.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 22:01:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jacob slowly returns to the land of the living ... his mind is still dulled by the narcotics ... which induced a kaleidoscope of conflicting images.&nbsp; One stood out in his mind ... he saw himself strapped down to the table, as he had been ... and the Doctor entered the room.&nbsp; She slowly undressed and began to climb onto the table ... that is all he could remember (and he worked hard to try!).&nbsp; He looked around ... he was in a different room now ... the surgery was over ... His throat felled parched ... he had no idea how much time had passed.&nbsp; He looked around and did not see any water ... He decided to go and look for someone.&nbsp; He attempts to get up, but manages only a little as his side screams in pain.&nbsp; He lays back quickly to alleviate the sharp discomfort.&nbsp; He would have to wait for someone to come and check on him ... all his thoughts now were of water ...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>24-08-2008, 22:21:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It didn´t take long and the door opened. "So you are awake", Mirelle smiled. She touched his forehead, then sat down at the side of his bed, she was so close, that he could smell her perfume. "Tomorrow I will have to check on your temperature again, but the fever should go down soon. You will get some antibiotics now, just to be sure. With these words she injected something into the cannula that was left in his arm. Then she asked: "How do you feel, any pain?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>25-08-2008, 00:17:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The sound of the opening door drew his attention.&nbsp; He smiled as he saw Mirelle enter ... her hand felt cool against his forehead.&nbsp; "Thank you, Doctor ... I am in your debt."&nbsp; Her presence was a pleasure for him ... and her perfume underlined her femininity; it was very alluring.&nbsp; He nodded as she informed him of tomorrow's procedures ... he trusted her completely and would do as she directed.&nbsp; He watched as she again provided drugs for his recovery.&nbsp; "I am feeling weak ... and my side hurts.&nbsp; I tried to get up, but could not.&nbsp; Would it be possible to have some water, please?"&nbsp; He smiled again as he asked ... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>25-08-2008, 12:53:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				What a nice and patient man he was, she thought. "The pain will become less every day, but you shouldn´t get up today. If you need to pee, please ring, the button is right next to your pillow on the wall." She pointed at it. "I know that you must be thirsty, but we need to wait another half hour, before you can get something. I will send a nurse then. Before tonight I will be back and look after you, ok?" She looked into his eyes and answered his smile. "You should try and sleep, it will help you to recover." With these words she turned around and left the room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>26-08-2008, 05:14:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jacob must endure the pain for a few days, but that it would lesson as time passed was encouraging.&nbsp; He was a bit disappointed to hear he must wait longer for a simple glass of water ... his throat was absolutely parched.&nbsp; At least he would not have to worry about the embarrassment of asking someone to help him pee.&nbsp; He nodded in agreement to all she told him.&nbsp; Jacob felt a bit let down to hear that he would not see her until tonight ... he really enjoyed her company; although he only knew her professionally, he loved to look at her.&nbsp; Aside from her pretty eyes, he had stole glances at her body too.&nbsp; She had a wonderful figure ... medium-sized breasts (he had looked down her uniform top once when she bent over him to do a procedure) and a heart-shaped ass that looked well ... amazing.&nbsp; After she departed, he laid there trying to go to sleep, as directed.&nbsp; He occupied his mind with thoughts of slowly undressing her ... and how sexy she must look naked ... he finally fell asleep with a smile on his face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>30-08-2008, 21:02:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				To his disappointment, she didn´t return until the following morning, so he had to deal with other people, which were caring and nice as well. The door swung open and there she stood again. "Good morning! Sorry, but I had an emergency yesterday. I hope you are well? How do you feel today?" While talking, she put a small tray on his night-desk. He could see a pair of gloves, some plasters, a little bottle with disinfection fluid and a thermometer on it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 05:00:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jacob looked for her all evening and was disappointed when the lights went out for the night.&nbsp; He did not sleep well ... every turn caused pain that woke him up.&nbsp; He tried to sleep on his back but found that equally difficult.&nbsp; When she finally arrived the following morning, he greeted her with a weak smile ... "Oh, it is okay, Doctor.&nbsp; I know you must be busy."&nbsp; He shrugged his shoulders, "I am alright ... I did not sleep well last night ... had pain in my side when I moved."&nbsp; He looked at the tray with concern ... he knew what the thermometer meant, but the other items, well, he was not sure.&nbsp; He looked questioningly at her ...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 14:03:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mirelle frowned. "I am sorry, but I will have to torture you a bit now." She put the blanket away under which he was still naked. Then she put on her gloves. "When I counted to three, I will remove the plaster-stripes.", she warned him, then she started. "One...!", and with a quick move, she tore them away. She then waited until he breathed normally again and checked the scar. "Looks good, Mr. Myers. I think the surgery was a success and was done just in time." Carefully she wiped the area around the scar with the disinfection fluid, then attached a new dressing. "Now comes the difficult part." she announced," I will take you by the hollow of your right knee and your right hand to roll you to the left, so I can take your temperature." She then slowly started to move him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 17:24:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jacob grimaces slightly at the thought of more pain, but he said nothing.&nbsp; Cool air swept over his naked body as she took away his blanket ... and he again began to slightly grow.&nbsp; He closed his eyes and tried to stop, but ... SEARING PAIN!&nbsp; He yelled out loud and tears filled his eyes as the strips were ripped off his wound ... his breathing became immediately labored as he tried to manage the pain.&nbsp; Finally, he began to slow as the pain subsided ... he looked at her like a frightened child, almost begging her for no more pain.&nbsp; He wanted only to be healed and healthy again.&nbsp; The disinfectant felt cool against his skin as she applied it ... it felt good.&nbsp; He looked at her in disbelief as she announced a more difficult part ... more than the removal of his dressings?&nbsp; He braced himself as she took hold of his body ... and slowly turned him.&nbsp; Again he grimaces as pain shot through him from his right side.&nbsp; Soon he as in the proper position for the probing that was soon to follow ...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 20:01:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am honestly sorry.", apologized Mirelle. Then she bent over his hip, parted his buttocks with the gloved fingers and slowly inserted the thermometer. "Did you have your prostate gland checked lately?", she asked, while waiting for the temperature result.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 20:24:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He closes his eyes as he feels her take hold of his cheeks and spread them, inserting the thin thermometer into his ass.&nbsp; There is a bit of discomfort, but not much.&nbsp; He turns his head towards her, shaking his head "no" in response to her question ...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 20:37:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then we should maybe do that when you recovered?", she asked in return. Slowly she pulled out the thermometer. "Wonderful, your fever is gone at least." She smiled at him. "Need any help with something or do you want breakfast now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 20:42:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jacob smiled ... he did not feel as hot as before.&nbsp; "Whatever you think, Doctor ... I do want to thank you for all you have done for me ... Breakfast sounds good ... do you think you could stay a while and talk with me?&nbsp; I sure would love the company ..."&nbsp; He looked at her hopefully ...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 21:04:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe later today." She got up and shrugged. "I will have to do a vasectomy on a slave soon. Poor guy, his owner only wants to pay for a local deafening. But the owner always decides, right? I will order your breakfast now, see you later, Mr. Myers." She smiled and walked out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 21:40:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He winced at the mention of a vasectomy ... feeling for the poor slave who must undergo this procedure without sufficient anesthesia.&nbsp; He hoped that she would return to just ... talk.&nbsp; He felt something for her, but he did not know what it was.&nbsp; Perhaps just the closeness that develops between a patient and doctor as all social barriers are broken down for the sake of medical needs.&nbsp; He nodded as she promised breakfast ... "Please come back" he said as she walked out the door ...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 22:10:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Right after he had finished his breakfast, there were sounds from outside. Obviously someone was begging and Mirelle´s voice tried to calm someone down. Next sound was like clasps that got fastened. Then it was silent for a moment and her voice was heard more clearly. "You sure that he only gets a local ...", then it faded again. Suddenly a dull scream of pain, then a short whimper and silence again. Just a "clank" now and then, as if someone dropped a metallic tool.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 23:03:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jacob listened with a morbid curiosity ... he knew it was that slave who was receiving a vasectomy.&nbsp; He felt compassion for this poor man ... a slave, subject to another's whims.&nbsp; How did he become a slave, he wondered.&nbsp; A sudden panic griped Jacob ... wonder if he was mistaken for a slave?&nbsp; He laughed at himself for thinking it ... His attention turned to the muffled screams.&nbsp; He tightened his thighs against himself as the thought made him feel weak ... he turned away and tried to sleep.&nbsp; His thoughts as he drifted off were of Mirelle ... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>02-09-2008, 09:10:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As if someone had heard his question, the slave´s bed was rolled into Jacob´s room, after the surgery was done. His legs were spread and tied to the metallic bedposts, around the neck he wore a collar with a leech, that was fixed to the bed´s headpiece, loose enough to give him a bit room, so he could at least raise his upper body. The man looked pale and exhausted. Mirelle came and spread a sheet over him. "You will see, that the injection was the worst part.", she said kindly. "When the numbness goes away, you might feel a certain pressure down there, but I heard before, that it´s bearable." She looked back over her shoulder and adressed Jacob. "He will only stay here for a few hours, then another patient will be taken home and a room is free. I´ll check you two in a while. Anything you need help with right now, Gentlemen?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>02-09-2008, 15:12:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One week later:<br><br>"So Mr. Myers - you just told me that you can´t pay for the treatment?" Mirelle looked severely at him. He stood in front of her desk, nervously kneading his few belongings. "Any ideas how to get out of this?" She would open her own little clinic soon and he would make such a nice assistant, but of course she was far from telling him that. Curiously she awaited his answer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kurioustoohear</strong> on <strong>03-09-2008, 05:37:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jacob looked down in utter embarrassment.&nbsp; He was in such pain that the cost did not occur to him.&nbsp; He had offered what little money he had ... a couple of pounds and three shillings ... but that did not come near to covering the costs.&nbsp; "Ma'am ... I ..."&nbsp; He stammered, trying to think of what he could say.&nbsp; "Maybe I could work off the debt ... do odd jobs around here.&nbsp; I could also being in some wild game for food ..."&nbsp; He had no idea if such things were needed ... but that is all he had.&nbsp; He feared that he might be made a slave ... since he did not know how one became one in the first place ...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Medical Supply (open for all players)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anish</strong> on <strong>03-09-2008, 21:44:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Work off the debt, hm?", she echoed. Finally she nodded. I accept your offer. We will have to talk about the details later, my next patient will be here soon, but if you like, you can already assist me during the treatment. If so, go get a clean apron and disinfect your hands."<br>Yes she would teach him and in her new clinic he would be a precious help.<br><br>((here ends the story of Jacob Myers....next patient(s) please..&nbsp; ;)))
			</dd>
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