Operating room nurse with anal sprain

I'm a doctor, working in surgery. As everyone knows, there's always a certain unspoken dynamic between doctors and nurses in hospitals, especially in surgery. Doctors and nurses often operate together and work long hours together, making it easier for things to develop. However, my experience this time was entirely accidental.
That year, a new nurse named Zhang Tong joined our department. She was a recent graduate, doing her rotations, and was 21 years old. She wasn't conventionally beautiful, but she had a captivating charm that grew on you. She was quite tall, about 168 cm, with a great figure—curvy and shapely. Her skin wasn't very fair, but it was very smooth and delicate.
Those who have left the hospital know that the most beautiful nurses are either in VIP wards or in the operating room; it's an unwritten rule in hospitals.
These two departments generally have the highest income and
the work is relatively easier.
When Xiao Tong first arrived, I didn't pay much attention. But after a few surgeries, seeing her body vaguely visible through her scrubs, I increasingly felt that this girl was really quite something.
(Anyone who's had surgery in a hospital knows that the scrubs worn during surgery have very large collars and cuffs, making it easy to see what's underneath. I guess this design is to alleviate the tension doctors feel in the operating room.)
Sometimes, while on the operating table, I'd half-jokingly tease Xiaotong, saying things like, "Why are you dressed so tightly today?" or telling a couple of off-color jokes. Every time this happened, our senior nurses would join in the banter, and Xiaotong would always blush and lower her head, laughing.
About three months after Xiaotong arrived, SARS broke out in Beijing. Our hospital was a designated treatment center, and everyone was on the front lines, including our surgical department. Besides those on the front lines, there were those on duty. Xiaotong and I were both on duty. We worked two 24-hour shifts, rested for four days, and rotated among three groups of doctors and nurses. Actually, there weren't any surgeries being performed at the hospital then, but those on duty had to be there.
That's when my experience happened.
Every time we were on duty, we'd chat during the day, go online, and sleep at night.
It was a special time, and none of us were going around chatting. So, it was just Xiaotong and me each time. During our conversations, I learned that Xiaotong had a boyfriend in Zhengzhou, also a medical student, who hadn't graduated yet. I heard that school had recently started its break. I even joked with her that if she didn't have to work, she might have gone back to Zhengzhou to date her boyfriend. Xiaotong said that he was her first love, and that they had only stayed in a hotel together once before she came to Beijing. They had always lived at school. She also said that we doctors were all pretty mean, always telling those kinds of jokes, and the head nurse didn't care.
At the time, I thought, "This girl is quite conservative."
Later, during my third shift with Xiaotong, I discovered that Xiaotong wasn't playing on the computer in the doctor's office at night, and I didn't see her all night.
And this happened for the next two shifts in a row. It was fine during the day, but I couldn't see her at night. And one time, I found that our operating room door wasn't locked. This was impossible, because every time after 5 pm, after Xiaotong and I had dinner, I would lock the operating room door from the inside, and without the call from the on-call supervisor, it usually wouldn't be opened again.
I don't know why, but I immediately thought of Xiaotong. On the night of my fifth shift, after dinner around 7 PM, I made an excuse to ask Xiaotong to go back to the ward to get me some materials. Then, I secretly put a lighter with a hidden camera that I had bought online before on top of the cabinet behind the operating room door. This camera could record for four hours on a single charge and had a total capacity of 4GB. When Xiaotong came back, I locked the door as usual. I asked Xiaotong if she wanted to play on the computer, and she said no, she was tired and wanted to go back to the nurses' rest room to sleep. So I left. Since the doctors' on-call room in the operating room was at the very back, I had no idea what was happening in front of me.
I wasn't worried, though. I played on the computer for a while, then went to sleep. Around 1 a.m., I woke up, checked the time, and knew the webcam was out of power. So I quietly went to the front and saw the nurses' station door was closed. I quietly went to the main entrance, took the webcam down, and went back to my office. I connected it to the computer, and sure enough, around 10 p.m., Xiaotong had secretly brought a boy in. I think my guess was right. So I charged the webcam and put it back around 4 a.m. The next morning around 7 a.m., when I asked Xiaotong to buy me breakfast, I took it back and saw that the boy had left at 6 a.m.
The next day was our shift again, and I filmed him all night, but nothing happened.
Later, I filmed him three more times and found that each time it was the first day of the shift, the boy would come, stay overnight, and leave early the next morning, and the second day's shift would be normal.
Actually, in the hospital, it's common for nurses on duty to bring their boyfriends to stay overnight. Usually, everyone knows, but they just turn a blind eye. However, during a special period like SARS, this was absolutely not allowed; it was tantamount to jeopardizing the head nurse's job.
I had a pretty good idea of what was
going on. On the second night of our tenth class, after dinner, I called Xiaotong to play on the computer with me. I told her I'd found an interesting video and showed it to her. I played the videos I'd taken of her bringing her boyfriend in and out a few times. Although they weren't very clear, the time and location clearly identified it as our operating room, and anyone familiar with the place would recognize Xiaotong immediately.
After watching it, Xiaotong turned pale. She knew what this meant; there was no other way but expulsion. In a designated hospital during a special period like SARS, bringing outsiders into the operating room overnight was absolutely forbidden. If the health bureau found out, even the hospital director would be in deep trouble.
Before I could say anything, Xiaotong started crying, begging me not to tell anyone, or she'd definitely be expelled. Her boyfriend had come to Beijing to see her because the school was closed; he stayed at her rented apartment during the day and only came over at night. That was all; it really wouldn't happen again.
Xiaotong kept begging me, saying that it wasn't easy for her family to get her to Beijing, and a permanent nursing position at that. She said if she got fired, it would be the end for her, and begged me to give her another chance.
Seeing her crying like that, I patted her on the back and said, "Your boyfriend is here, but you can't act like this. Besides, you have a place to stay outside, why insist on coming to the hospital? What time is it now? You know that. I've found out about this so many times, what am I supposed to do? If something really happens, or if the hospital cameras catch something, I'll have to cover for you, what will I do?"
Xiaotong just kept crying, begging me to help her, saying she would remember to repay me.
Then I handed her a tissue, telling her to stop crying. I pulled her close, patted her on the back, and said, "The reason I showed it to you first was to help you, but you also need to know that you've really gone too far. How could you do this at a time like this?"
Xiaotong cried and said she would never do it again, begging me not to tell the head nurse and asking me to help her.
Seeing that Xiaotong was genuinely frightened, I pulled her into my arms. At first, she didn't seem to notice, but as soon as my hand touched her waist, she seemed to understand and tried to pull away. I just glared at her, and she didn't say anything more.
Then, I slowly put one arm around her waist and slipped the other under her clothes. Because we were both wearing scrub suits, they were quite loose, making it easy to touch Xiaotong's breasts. Even through her bra, I could feel that her breasts were really nice, probably a C cup, or about 85cm. I could barely hold them in my hand. At this point, Xiaotong understood what I meant. Although she didn't want to, she didn't struggle anymore. With my other hand, I unhooked her bra. Sure enough, her breasts felt firm, smooth, and soft, with small nipples. I slowly touched them, kissing Xiaotong's face. She tried to turn her head away from me, but her body remained in my arms.
As I touched her, I noticed her nipples hardening. I knew this young girl was inexperienced and easily aroused. I placed her on the desk and immediately lifted her scrub shirt. She didn't react in time and tried to block me, but I had already completely lifted it up. Her breasts, though not very white, were definitely very smooth and tender. Her nipples were hard, small like cherry pits, and both the nipples and areolas were pink. I pressed her hands onto the desk with both of my hands and gently kissed her breasts. She tried to pull away but couldn't. I kissed her for about five minutes, and I could hear her moaning. I knew she was trying to hold back but couldn't control her reaction.
At this moment, I pressed my body down on Xiaotong, grabbing her hands together, and with my other hand, I unbuckled the belt of her scrub uniform. Xiaotong suddenly began to struggle, trying to slide off me, but I held her down firmly, and since she was arched back against the table, it was difficult for her to exert any force. My other hand swiftly slipped inside her panties. I knew that any hesitation would ruin everything. Without hesitation, I explored Xiaotong's clitoris with my fingers. I could already feel it was wet. I rubbed the entrance a few times, then smoothly inserted a finger. Xiaotong let out a soft moan as I went in. My finger slowly rubbed inside her, moving in and out a few times. I felt that Xiaotong had stopped struggling; she just wanted to make a sound but was holding it back. Then I... Slowly releasing my other hand from hers, and seeing that she had stopped struggling, I yanked down her pants and threw them aside along with her panties. The little girl kept her legs tightly together, trying to cover herself with her hands, but my other hand was inside her vagina, so I easily covered the outside of her vagina with my entire palm. I kept rubbing her with my fingers inside, and my mouth was constantly kissing her breasts. I noticed that although the little girl's legs were together, she was getting wet more and more, and her struggles were getting lighter and lighter. At this moment, I took the opportunity to forcefully pry her legs apart. I saw that her lower abdomen was very flat, and she had very little hair down there. She had a standard round vulva, with thick and fleshy vulva, a narrow and thin vaginal opening, and a small clitoris protruding from it. The entire vaginal opening and clitoris were red.
Seeing this, I couldn't control myself any longer and kissed her immediately. Xiaotong tried to struggle free, but my body was already between her legs. Her tightly closed legs only squeezed my head tighter. I probed with my fingers while licking her clitoris with my tongue, my other hand kneading her breasts. Although Xiaotong struggled, I could tell her breathing was becoming increasingly rapid, and she was getting increasingly wet. By this time, my penis was already rock hard. I took my hand out of her vagina and continued... Continuing the kiss, I quickly unbuckled my belt. That's the good thing about scrub suits—you can pull them all the way down in one go. I pulled out my penis, pressed my entire body against the table, and casually took off Xiaotong's shirt as well. Xiaotong tried to resist, but with her vaginal fluids still wet, I thrust my penis all the way in. Xiaotong cried out as I was penetrated. I was completely on top of her, feeling my penis tightly enveloped, warm and soft. Perhaps because she hadn't done it much, and I had thrust quite hard earlier, I felt my penis was still a little sore from being squeezed. After staying inside for a while, I felt that Xiaotong was less nervous, and my penis wasn't hurting as much anymore. So I straightened up and started slowly thrusting in and out. Each time I pulled out, I could see the pink flesh of her vaginal opening being pulled out, and when I thrust in, I could see her plump mons pubis pressing against the base of my penis. I thrust slowly, knowing that since I was already inside, there was no need to rush. After about thirty or fifty thrusts, I felt Xiaotong's little hole starting to secrete a lot of fluid, and the thrusting became smoother and smoother. I gradually increased the speed, and then Xiaotong... She had completely stopped struggling; instead, her legs were wrapped around my waist. As Xiaotong's fluids increased, my penetration became smoother. Xiaotong started gripping the table and moaning softly, though the sounds were gentle. I grabbed her breasts with both hands and kneaded them vigorously. Suddenly, I felt Xiaotong arch her back, her legs clamping tightly around me. A spasm ran through me; I hadn't expected this girl to climax so quickly. With her spasm, I felt a warm liquid flow down my legs.
She arched her back and spasmed for about a minute, then collapsed onto the table. I spread her legs and saw that the edge of the table, my legs, and her buttocks were all wet. I thought, "This girl is really tender; she's so wet."
I picked her up, still with my penis inside her. Xiaotong was very cooperative by now, clinging tightly to me. I carried her to the nearest operating room, placed her on the operating table, turned her over, and made her kneel on the operating table.
From behind, Xiaotong's curves were perfect, a standard S-shaped curve from shoulder to waist to hips, her buttocks full and round, her anus tightly closed, surrounded by a ring of light brown folds. I dipped my finger in Xiaotong's fluid and gently probed her anus with my index finger, slowly sliding my finger inside. She vigorously swayed her hips, telling me not to touch her anus, saying she really hadn't touched it before. I didn't listen at all, slowly playing with it with one finger. I also inserted my penis into her vagina, feeling my finger touching my penis. I slowly thrust my penis and finger in and out, coordinating the in-and-out motion. I saw Xiaotong gripping the edge of the operating table tightly with her hands, her mouth tightly shut. Pressed against the operating table, mouth agape, I couldn't tell if she was trying to catch her breath or scream. I suddenly stopped. At that moment, Xiaotong unconsciously twisted her hips, rubbing against my stomach and moving back and forth. I knew she was about to climax again. I paused for about half a minute, then started thrusting from slow to fast, still coordinating my penis and the fingers in her anus. Soon, Xiaotong gripped the table tightly, moaning as she reached her climax. This was her second climax, and the sensation lasted about two minutes. After that, Xiaotong just lay there on the operating table with her buttocks sticking up, motionless like she was dead, but I still hadn't ejaculated.
I kept my penis inserted, grabbed a bottle of glycerin from the side, and poured it on Xiaotong's buttocks. The glycerin flowed down her anus. I slowly pulled out my penis, then smeared some more glycerin on it. Xiaotong was still bent over, not yet recovered from her orgasm. I slowly placed my penis on her anus and gently rotated it a few times. Xiaotong unconsciously groaned a few times. Suddenly, I pushed hard, and with the lubrication of the glycerin, I thrust it into Xiaotong's anus. This time, Xiaotong was really hurt. She screamed in pain and started crying. I didn't care anymore. I gripped her waist tightly, making her buttocks press hard against my stomach. Xiaotong arched her buttocks a few times and slowly got better, but she kept crying, saying that she had never had anal sex before and begging me to let her go.
But how could I let go at this moment? There would be no other chance. I kept holding her waist still, letting her buttocks press tightly against me. To be honest, I've always felt that anal sex is more pleasurable than deflowering, especially anal sex. The feeling of being completely and tightly wrapped is just too good.
I held her like that for about three minutes, without moving. Slowly, Xiaotong's anus probably got used to it, and I started to pull my penis out little by little. After pulling it out about halfway, I started to push it back in. Every time I pulled in and out, Xiaotong cried out in pain.
I thrust in and out about ten times, and I saw that my penis was covered with blood from Xiaotong's torn anus. So I added some glycerin, pouring it in as I thrust. Maybe the glycerin was slowly being pushed in, or maybe Xiaotong's anus had gotten used to it, because I felt that it wasn't so difficult to thrust anymore. So I started to hold Xiaotong's buttocks with both hands and started thrusting in and out with all my might. After about a hundred thrusts, I finally ejaculated amidst Xiaotong's cries.
After I ejaculated, I slowly pulled out my penis and saw that Xiaotong's anus was stretched wide open, with semen and blood flowing out. Xiaotong was still lying on the operating table, unable to move.
I looked at Xiaotong with satisfaction, thinking that I had finally given her another blowjob.
Then I found a gauze pad to wipe my penis, and gave Xiaotong a few more gauze pads to wipe it before she went to wash up. I saw Xiaotong walking with a hunched back, leaning against the wall, to the changing room to shower after she got off the operating table. I found some bleach and cleaned the floor and the area around the operating table. Seeing that there were no traces left, I went to shower too. When I got to the women's changing room, I saw Xiaotong squatting on the floor, crying and rinsing her anus with water. I went over, wiped her anus with the gauze, and saw that there was still some blood. I patted her head and said to her, "It's okay, it'll be fine by tomorrow morning. Wash up and go to sleep."
Then I went back to the men's changing room to shower.
After showering, I saw that Xiaotong had already returned to the duty room, so I didn't call her again and went straight back to the duty room to sleep. I slept until dawn, until my colleague who was taking over the shift came.
Later, while I was on duty, I didn't see Xiaotong's boyfriend again. I guess she didn't tell him. I took the opportunity to have sex with Xiaotong a few more times, including anal sex. Later, Xiaotong knew I was going to have anal sex every time, so she stopped resisting so much.
As soon as SARS ended, Xiaotong was transferred to a secondary hospital, and I heard she was transferred there. I haven't seen her since.
But those experiences have always stayed in my mind. I really miss the days of SARS!

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