I was chatting away when I heard somebody come through the door, and I looked up, checking to see who it was because I didn’t remember noticing anyo...e leave. That was the first time I set eyes on you; you were a jerk through to the core. You came in, making fun of everyone straight away, everyone except for me. After doing a sweep around the room to make sure you’d made a joke out of everyone you locked eyes with me. I expected you to comment on my height or something along those lines but you. There were several pet names he used for me, like slut, cunt, sissy, fairy, pansy....seldom Jennifer, and it depended on His mood at the time. But this time it was slut, and I dutifully obeyed his order. "You called me, sir?!" "Slut, lick that piss off the end of my dick for me, so I dont have to wash it. If you're really lucky, Ill let you be my toilet tomorrow morning;we'll see".Of course i cleaned it quickly, and lingered as long as I could around his musk-smelling manhood before. I was wheeled inside the emergency room and directly to the resuscitation room, or recess-room, as it was known. I knew every doctor, nurse, x-ray tech and resident in there. They put me through the standard trauma exam, poking and prodding my body, stabbing needles into my femoral artery to draw blood gasses, drawing venous blood from my arm veins to check labs, even the dreaded rectal exam, or "prostate handshake" was done by the senior resident. Her slimy gloved finger slid up my ass to the. “Charlie what the fuck are you doing” I said in hushed tones. “Oh come on James, I’ve seen how you’ve been looking at me all day. Don’t act like this isn’t on your mind” Charlie said coyly, whilst wrapping her hand around my restricted cock. The sensation took over, it was true I had been thinking about Charlie like this but was also worried about Eve and what this would meaning to our relationship. However, I got up from the bed grabbed Charlie by the waste with one arm and I moved us to the.