D/s the actual role situation of Medical Personnel VS patient. I have to submit to everything they want to do to my body. Normal barriers of secrecy, modesty are breached. At the doctor’s office I have to take off all my clothes & tell a strange woman all my secrets. At the hospital I am stripped of everything: I tell the admissions people my address, SSN insurance birthdate; everything one needs for identity theft. Then I’m given a number & diagnosis, stripped of my name. I even have to give up my valuables to be put in the hospital safe.
On the ward I’m stripped of my clothes. Then the nurses do all manner of things to me. I have needles stuck in me, tubes in my nose for oxygen. I’m becoming delirious-the nurses put mitts on my hands. It’s scary when 4 women try to calm me holding me down. My thrashing has worked my skimpy gown up to my waist; although I’m acutely aware I’m exposed they ignore my masculinity. Now one pulls the canvas strap on the right wrist down to the bed rail & secures it, followed but my left wrist. I tug & pull to no avail. Three hold down the left leg while the other wraps a leather cuff on my ankle, threading a sturdy belt through a slot holding it in place. She quickly buckle it to the bed. In short order my other leg is secured. I panic, pulling all four limbs. A nurse tells me to relax, that all my thrashing will only tire me out and I need to save my energy to get well. They pull my gown down to my upper thigh. However a few minutes later an aide mounts another assault on my masculinity. She comes in with plastic envelopes, bags and tubes, and a razor. She tells me she’s applying an external catheter on my penis so I can pee without wetting the bed. Uncerimoniusly she flips up the gown exposing me. Next she washes my groin area pulling out my penis to clean the area where the device will be applied. With scissors she clips off some hair, the holding up my penis she shaves off the hair and a bit around the base. Telling me the external catheters come in sizes she grasps the head of my penis and pulls it out (I’m a grower) the uses a card with cut out circles to ‘size’ the shaft behind the head. The one that fits is the smallest. She opens a towelette envelope of skin protector and stretching me again wipes the shaft. My penis now misbehaved and filled out . The external catheter looks like a rolled up condom with a tube on the end. She looks disapproving at the erection. Says the small won’t fit the erect state and large to fit now would fall off later. Says she’ll be Back. On return she notes I’m soft, quickly stretched out penis put the clear silicone external catheter over the head & rolled it over the shaft. She squeezed it. Now it erected again. I was embarrassed that a woman was seeing my throbbing penis obviously in a state of sexual arousal— but humiliatingly the 2 1/2” on the end were imprisoned by the external catheter that barely stretched. She didn’t comment but set up the drain bag, plugged in the drain tubing into the end of the external catheter and cleaned up. By now I was shrinking. She cut a length of Coban elastic tape and wrapped it around the shaft behind the head, explaining when penis retracted, the tape holding heats at tip prevented penis from completely retracting out of the external catheter.
Of course having a shower is for my benefit but being naked in front of a clothed woman who is directing y every move feels like D/s
IN reality I was in the hospital the described events weren’t a lot of fun. However the erotic recall is delicious! Recovering I made restraints, tied myself in bed at night with an external catheter. Med Fet mixed with D/s