Britney wondered when her rehab was going to begin to focus on her drinking. The first several days had been virtual repeats of the first day, except she didn't have paperwork to fill out.
All her personal items, including her suitcases full of clothes were confiscated and put into storage. It was explained to her that everything she needed would be provided for her. She was issued a pair of "hospital pumps", at least that's what the nurse called them and she was given some hospital gowns to wear. Britney complained a little because none of the gowns had ties, they were just open. She wanted to know which was the front and which was the back.
The nurse just scowled at Britney and said, "Listen you little prissy bitch, you'll wear what we give you and like it, okay?"
Needless to say, Britney was shocked at how she was being treated. As she stood in her room, naked and chilled, she began to protest.
The nurse scowled again and summoned two female orderly's. They pushed Britney face down on the exam table and forced her legs apart.
Britney squirmed and begged them to let her go, "Please, I'll be good, I promise, please, you don't need to do this!"
Each time she squirmed, the nurse gave her a hard swat on her plump ass cheeks.
Britney howled in pain as the nurse spanked her in full view of the two orderly's who held her down.
Finally the nurse stopped and growled in Britney's ear as she sobbed uncontrollably, "Listen you little bitch, you're going to do as I say..." then she paused and leaned in close to Britney's ear and whispered, "...or I'm going to tell Paris what a naughty little girl you're being and I'll let HER take care of you."
Britney's heart almost stopped. "Oh my gawd," she sobbed as her situation suddenly became clear. Was there no end to Paris' reach? Would she ever be able to escape Paris' grasp? How did she get stuck in THIS place of all places?
As Britney tried to fully grasp what was happening, the nurse proceeded to give her yet another anal exam. "Oh gawd," Britney sighed as the nurses' finger pushed past her tight little asshole, "oh no, please," she begged, "please don't do this again."
The nurse ignored her pleas and pushed her digit deep into Britney's dark hole. Using only the tiniest amount of lubricant, the nurse began to pump her gloveless finger in and out of Britney's ass with increased speed.
The nurse intentionally punched at Britney's ass causing her flesh to wobble as her knuckles drove in deeply. Each time her hand contacted Britney's anus it caused her moan or grunt.
Listening carefully to Britney's breathing and taking special note of her pussy's reaction, the nurse brought Britney to the edge of orgasm several times before she'd stop.
Each time Britney got close to orgasm the nurse would whisper, "You'd better not cum, whore, you'd better not cum."
Day after day Britney was taken by the nurse and two orderly's to a special exam room where she was stripped of her hospital gown and then subjected to various techniques to solicit arousal and then not allowed to cum. By the end of the third day her pussy was in desperated need of an orgasm. Everywhere she went in the building she felt excitement. Her pussy was in a constant state of heightened arousal and she needed to cum in the worst way.
Britney tried to get herself off when she was alone in her room, but it became painfully clear that she was being monitored 24/7 because each time she got close to satisfying herself, someone came in.
Britney's worst fears were being realized. She was trapped in a place with no escape. She was being forced to be naked most of the time, which added to her arousal. She was being tormented by the nurse and two orderly's by being brought to the brink of orgasm several times in a row and then denied. She wasn't allowed to touch herself, at least not long enough for her to get off.
Her "rehab" was turning out to be worse than what Paris had done to her. Britney was starting to lose it again. She HAD to escape, but how and to where?
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