I’m pretty sure that you’ll be rid of that ... at least by then. You’re getting discharged tomorrow. I’ve been assured of that much. And then ... can spoil you even more, babe! I can’t wait until you’re in my care 24/7. I’ll do everything possible to make you happy, even if I can’t do the things that I want to do most! I can’t wait until I can do ... all of that, of course!” Kara told me while winking at Nurse Hitchens.The nurse blushed crimson and even coughed as Kara resumed kissing me on the. I picked a hotel between where we both worked, reserved a room with a nice king sized bed, and we met. I texted her the room number...she showed up. I let her in the room she said "I can't believe we're doing this!" I kissed her and said I couldn't either...we kissed passionately...I started to unbutton her blouse...she lifted the shirt I was wearing. I unhooked her brah, she still had nice tots for a woman my age (44). She removed her dress and panties now stand Ming naked before me...her. She was in no way prepared for life as the caretaker of a paralyzed invalid. I recovered, our relationship continued, but in many ways things were never the same again.Joan kept working after we married, but it was more pastime than career. Facing the mountain of hospital bills, with a mixture of inspiration, desperation and an inflated resume, she moved, in a single step, from salesclerk to manager. She changed. She became tougher, more independent, driven to control every aspect of her life.. I'm a whore" I felt a slap across my face. "You can do better than that. Again." Y..yes Sir.. I'm.. I'm a trapped sissy whore who needs to serve cock please.." I felt a slap on the other side of my face."Again, whore. More."Tears were starting to roll down my eyes, partly from the sting of the slaps, partly from being overwhelmed at the realization of what I was going to be made into here, under control of powerful men. "I.. I'm a stupid trapped sissy whore who has no choice, Sir.. " I cried.