Pam looked at him and wanted to die, she had not thought about both of her arms being immobile until her aunt mentioned it. She was thinking the worst that could happen would be to get a girl near her age to be her at-home nurse but the thought of a man never crossed her mind, and a guy that was this young was beyond her ability to conceive. She began to protest to her aunt but saw her face grow red with anger, her aunt asked the guy to excuse them for a moment and he nodded his head and left the room. Her aunt walked right up to her poking her finger in her face

“You have no idea how much this stupidity has cost me. You decided to get into the back of a pickup with a drunken boy driving not me! I have to pay for the hospital bills and that will take me years as it is so I had no choice but to take the low bid for your home care. Hell girl, you’re 18 now, maybe I should walk out and let you deal with where you’ll live and who will take care of you! You DESERVE this but I don’t like the idea of having you in the hands of a guy this age any more than you do but as I said, I CAN’T AFFORD THE OTHERS. You will just have to deal with it; maybe you’ll grow up and think twice about what you’re doing in the future. As it is I have to go to work overtime to help put off paying for him so he will be taking you home and getting you settled. I’ve already shown him the house and talked to him about your care but I am now so strapped for money I can’t miss even a minute of work.” She turned on her heals and walked out.

Pam heard her tell someone to take good care of her and then saw this guy walk into the room. Many things had hit Pam during this lecture, for one she had forgotten she was now 18, she also didn’t think about the medical expenses. Her aunt worked hard for many hours and just made it due to her living with her so she knew she didn’t have the extra money that was needed.

The guy walked up to her and smiled. “I would shake your hand but well anyway my name is Mark-Pierre but everyone calls me Mark. We are going to be spending quite a bit of time together in the near future so I’d like to get off to a good start, I will do what I can to respect your privacy but since you are in the condition you’re in, invasion of privacy will be necessary just to do my job. As for myself I have gone through college and 2 years of medical school before I ran out of money and spent another year in nursing school. I am saving my money to go back and finish medical school. I hope to begin medical school next year and become a resident doctor but becoming a nurse was attainable and the only way I could see making the money I will need to get through medical school. Your aunt and I have talked about you and your recovery, I see no reason why it should not go smoothly but as they say it takes two to tango, you have quite a bit to due with how smooth it goes also.”

He was about to say more but was interrupted by the shift nurse coming in the door; he introduced himself and his position.

“Well,” said the nurse “I am going to pull her catheter and IV out and then she will be ready to be released, since you’re here why don’t you read the doctors orders for her, if you have any questions the doctor is on shift right now.” The nurse pulled the covers back, pulled her hospital gown up and began deflating and removing the catheter. Pam was in a panic but saw that her new male nurse was uninterested in her but looking at the papers in front of him. She thought to herself maybe this won’t be all that bad, the nurse finished pulling the catheter and began pulling the IV.

Mark had gone outside to ask the doctor a question and returned just as she was putting the bandage where her IV had been. “I guess they had to cut her clothing off, we can let you take the hospital gown home with you unless you brought something for her to wear with her.” Mark leaned over and picked up a nightgown from the chair beside him

“As soon as I heard she had both arms in casts I had her aunt pick this up,” he held it up for both of them to see. “It has zippers on the inside of the arms of both sleeves so we don’t have to fight getting a cast inside.”

“OK, I still have to do my rounds so if you’ll sign here I’ll get to my rounds and let you get her on the road.” The nurse had him sign a few release forms and walked out of the room. Mark closed the door, turned and began helping her out of bed. He untied the hospital gown and pushed it over her shoulders but she pulled away trying to get away from him.

“Like I said before it takes two to tango, the hospital gown stay’s here, so I can either help you into this robe your aunt bought you or you can walk out of here naked, it’s your choice.”

She thought for a moment and then figured out there was no way out of this; she walked backwards to him and let him pull the gown off of her. Even though her back was to him she still felt her face turning red from embarrassment, he helped her get her arms into the robe from behind and then forced her to turn around with his arms. He zipped the arm slots while the entire front of the robe was open and then began buttoning the robe from the top down. Even though he was being completely professional she still felt self- conscience and uneasy. She was wheeled to his car and, after his buckling her seat-belt for her, they headed for her aunt’s house.

The ride was quiet, he tried to start small talk about her schools graduation and other trivial things but she refused to respond. Once at the house he undid the seat-belt, helped her out of the car and inside the house. She was being as snobbish and difficult as she could, he helped her take the robe off and put on a pair of pajama pants and then get into bed bare-chested. She wanted to watch TV but realized she couldn’t work the remote and didn’t want to call him in so she lay there looking at the ceiling feeling sorry for herself. She heard him walking down the hall, he poked his head in asking if she needed anything, she was rude to say the least when she said no and for the first time she saw a response on his face. He left the room but returned in a few moments with a 32 ounce plastic cup full of water with a straw in it.

“I was going to give you time to adjust but I am tired of your attitude already so here it is with both barrels, I AM your caretaker whether you like it or not. I have received orders from the doctor at the hospital stating that you are to receive AT LEAST a quart of liquids every four hours because the meds will dehydrate you. I didn’t want to start right away because I wanted to make sure you were comfortable but now I am all business and you WILL follow orders.”

He pushed the straw up to her mouth but she turned her head refusing to take it. “I figured as much by talking to your aunt so I asked the doctor what to do if you refused to cooperate and he told me that if you refused to drink then a certain amount could be absorbed with a high volume enema but then you would have to have another IV. I don’t think your aunt wants to pay to have you go back into the hospital just because you won’t drink so I have all of the enema supplies set up in the bathroom, lets get the first one out of the way right now.”

He grabbed the bedspread and sheet pulling it back and reached for her, she screeched no and pulled away. “You now have a decision to make then, I have a job to do and I will do it. You can either start showing me some respect or I will make this the worst time you have ever had in your life. Has it donned on you that I will be giving you your drinks, feeding you, taking you to the bathroom, bathing you? I can either stay in the bathroom and watch when you are using the toilet or leave the room giving you privacy until you’re done. I can make your bath take 5 minutes or 5 hours. I can make you drink so much liquid that you have to use the bathroom every 10 minutes or I can go with the minimum on your doctors orders. You are in NO position to piss me off and you’re not doing very well so far. You are helpless and I am in control of your body, I can either be a kind professional or I can humiliate you worse than you have ever thought of. How about if I bring in a bedpan so you’ll have to pee into it while I not only watch but also hold it for you.”

She began to cry and shake her head no, he raised the glass to her and she grabbed the straw with her lips and began to drink. She finished it all and asked in a very weak voice. “Could you please cover me back up and turn the TV on for me, please?”

“I will cover you back up but the TV is a privilege you must earn and after everything that has happened today one glass of water isn’t going to do it. Besides you need to sleep, get some rest and I’ll come back to check on you.” He turned and walked away. She fell into a troubled sleep, she woke up several times, the last time she felt the need to go pee but couldn’t force herself to ask. She tried to go back to sleep but the urge was getting worse, finally she yelled to him. He walked in.

“I need to go pee, could you please take me to the bathroom rather than using a bedpan?”

“I think you’ve finally figured it out,” he said with a chuckle as he pulled the covers back and helped her out of bed. Once in the bathroom he spoke with authority. “Don’t forget this is a privilege, if you make it difficult I’ll just resort to a bedpan. You will stand with your back to the commode: I will pull your pants down and help you sit down. If you have treated me with respect I MIGHT leave the room, if not I will stay and watch. After you’re done I will help you up, wipe you, and then pull your pants up. Once a day I will have to take a urine sample to make sure you are getting enough liquids so I will hold a specimen cup up for you to fill, I will do that this time and then we’ll be done for today.”

He pulled her pants down and helped her sit; her face was a bright fire red which made his cock twitch inside of his pants. He held the cup and watched as it began to fill, he then looked to make sure it wasn’t too yellow and set it to the side walking outside. She called him and he came in, helped her up, took a piece of toilet paper and wiped her slit, then pulled her pants up. He couldn’t believe the unobstructed view he had of her womanhood, it was very easy to accidentally brush her clit while he was wiping and he noticed when he was pulling her pants up it was trying to poke out from behind it’s hood. He also noticed her nipples were hard and poking out. He knew he would have fun giving her a bath later on that day and wondered if he could make her horny enough, without making it obvious he was trying to, to make her cum.

As for her she was completely humbled, she had never let anyone see her naked since puberty and now this man who was only a few years older than her was watching her pee as well as wiping her slit. She was already wet when he stood her up in the bathroom and told her what he was going to do but when he slid the toilet paper across her clit she almost came in his hands. It took all of her energy not to moan or let her legs buckle, she couldn’t understand how she could be so humiliated and so turned on at the same time. He helped her back into bed and tucked her in, he had brought another 32 ounces of water and she drank it all.

As he left he told her to get some more sleep, the next time she used the bathroom he would then give her a bath and if she was good he would let her watch TV after that. He left and the last thing on her mind was sleep, if she had of had a hand to use she would have masturbated herself to orgasm but in her situation all she could do was think about it.

All she could think about was him giving her a bath. She waited as long as she could before she called him telling him she had to go pee. It took him several minutes to show up and she wasn’t quite sure she would be able to hold it by the time he got her to the bathroom. She stood in front of the toilet and watched him pull her pants down to her ankles; he helped her to sit down and then pulled her pants off the rest of the way. She didn’t care if he was there or not by that time, the flow of urine began as soon as she sat down. She made a note to herself not to wait quite as long again or it would be very embarrassing having an accident.

He had been in the bathroom himself when she called but not for the same reason she was calling. He had tried to keep a professional outlook but had caved into his sexual desires just before she called. He had fought the urge for nearly an hour before his hand found his pants and nature took its course while he dreamed about the upcoming bath. He knew it wouldn’t be long; 64 ounces of water would go through her fast so he was not surprised to hear her call but he was on the verge of shooting his load and couldn’t stop.

It took several minutes for him to finish what he was doing and then clean up. When he walked into her room he saw the urgency in her eyes and knew she had waited till the last possible minute to call him trying to prolong the inevitable. He took his time watching her squirm as they made their way to the bathroom and heard the cascade of urine before he had a chance to turn around. He decided to pull her pajama pants off while she sat so he could put her directly into the tub after it was full, this would also make her stay naked until it filled. He began to fill the tub with hot water, the hot water by itself would take longer to fill than a mixture of hot and cold then he would cool it down with cool water. The longer he could make this last the better. He turned and asked if she was done, she nodded her head yes and he helped her up. He looked directly into her eyes as he wiped her slit this time, again he made sure to run the paper over her clit and her response was exactly what he was looking for.

As soon as he hit her clit her eyes got wide and she took a deep breath. He told her to stay put until the bath was drawn, he turned and checked it for heat, allowed it to fill some more before he helped her get into the tub. He had set up two ropes going from the washcloth bar to the shower bar with two large bandages tied in place between the two and positioned both of her arms on top of the bandages so that her casts were holding the entire weight of her arms. In this position her arms were slightly above her body and well out of the reach of the water (both so the casts would not get wet and so her hands could not impede his efforts).

He began at her feet and gave he a very professional bath skipping her breasts and pubic region. He then poured a cup of water over her tilted back head and washed her hair. She thought this would be completely professional and (although humiliating) bearable but he again picked up the washcloth and, after soaping it, began to wash her breasts. She could not stifle a sigh as he stimulated first one nipple and then the other and by the time he was done her tits were clean as a whistle and her nipples hard and erect. He then rinsed the washcloth giving her yet another sense of false security and hope of this nightmare being over before he looked her in the eyes as he resoaped the washcloth. He began at her belly button working his way down trough her slight amount of pubic hair, when he finally reached her slit her sense of pride and modesty had left her, she arched her hips towards him. He followed a slow rhythm of sliding the wash-rag up and down her vaginal lips sliding over her clit quickly.

He finished and pulled the plug on the water, as the water was flowing out of the tub he removed the bandages and ropes setting her casted arms on the sides of the tub. He helped her out and began to dry her from the hair on the top of her head downward; when he reached her pubic area he slid the rough towel up and down her slit several times re-igniting the fire there. When she began to whimper he looked her in the eyes saying.

“It’s a good thing you don’t have very much hair or I would have to shave you. You have no idea how hard it is to give a bath to a woman that has a lot of hair. Of course if it becomes uncomfortable for you or a problem for me that still might happen but for now your lack of hair is almost as good as being shaved. I guess the real test will come in a few weeks when I have to clean you up and change your pads during your period, that is when I generally find it easier to shave my patents, there’s nothing more messy than blood matted hair. But we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it, I also have some exercises that we will begin on in the next few day’s, we can’t have you going soft now can we.”

Pam could feel the heat radiating off of her face, she knew that she was a deep shade of red from her blushing, which embarrassed her even more. It was bad enough to have this man command her body, even worse for her to react to his touches, but to have him talk about her period and that he would be involved was too much. He helped her put another pair of pajama bottoms on, helped her into bed, and this time turned the TV on for her to watch. She dozed off until her aunt woke her up.

She had nothing but complaints for her aunt from the moment she woke up until her aunt stormed out the door. Although she knew this was the best her aunt could do she was still highly offended at the invasion of privacy by this man and wanted to let anyone know about it. Her aunt returned some time later but still looked as mad as when she left.

“I just talked to your mother, she said she wouldn’t foot the bill for your care and neither will I so her are your choices, you can either stay with Mark-Pierre and let him take care of you or you can find some hospital to take you. None of the hospitals I have talked to will take you but be my guest to try for yourself, one way or the other you are leaving MY house tonight. I’ve tried to do right by you but you just don’t learn so now it’s time to grow up. Mark-Pierre will take you wherever you choose but you are now out of my house. You are now responsible for your own care, I have no idea how you will pay for care but figure it out, perhaps you’ll learn the value of money and grow up.” She turned and left the room.

Mark-Pierre walked in right after she left and Pam started to wonder why every time her aunt left mad he entered. She didn’t have a whole lot of time to wonder because she was hit with a new problem. He would allow her to stay with him and he would care for her but he said, she would reimburse him for her services. He would not tell her what that would entail but when she was in his car and he asked where she wanted to be taken she opted for some sort of security and told him to take her to his house.