I hadn't been out of bed to the toilet in many time periods, since I was still catheterized and bed paned, etc.The 'day' finally came, when she asked,..."Have you looked to see what things look like in your crotch now?"I shook my head. Nothing there is, nothing there!"Well, I need to check and make sure you don't have an infection and remove your catheter. So if you would like, I'll raise the head of your bed, and get a mirror, so you can see too, okay?" she asked.I didn't want to hurt her. I was alone there. We exchanged greetings. After few minutes her friend has taken permission to leave as she has some urgent work and promised to meet again in few days. And as she left I locked the door. We entered in the inner room where a bed was there. I sat on bed and asked her to sit there. I asked her would she like to drink some soft wine. Initially she was hesitant about the drink then I asked she has taken a drink earlier or not. She nodded in affirmative. Then I asked her what the. She had not followed me in and I couldhear her footsteps slowly fade up the stairway. I was now standing nakedand alone in a room, it was not dark but very dim and my eyes took amoment to adjust. I could begin to make out a room that appeared to be amedieval prison cell. The walls were stone and there were iron chainsand shackles hanging upon them. There was a wood platform, which Irecognized as a "rack" and there were various clothing items on hangersin one corner. Not just any clothing items,. Fear, desire, shame, excitement, anger, all swirled together in the Maelstrom of lust created by the the immediacy of his hot, hard body against her.She let out a quivering sigh, as she unconsciously rolled her hips in small circles, rubbing the head of his stiff tool with her taint, and the bottom of her swollen vagina.The motion of her tender young flesh against his hard cock became smoother, as her pussy released a slick, liquid mark of it's arousal.She suddenly realised what she was doing,.