Psychotic Pleasure · Part 1

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Rose walked out of the white metal door with the words "Caution! Violent patient ward" marked red on them. She took several steps forward, then leaned upon the white concrete walls and looked downward on the marble floor. She felt her face blush slightly red as a soft smile slowly emerged from her bubblegum pink lips. A happy little sigh escaped her mouth as she place her nurse cap upon her dirty blond hair that cascaded down past her shoulders. Her cloud white uniform that she wore hugged around her natural curvy body and the skirt reached down to barely her thigh, covering her behind of course. Her legs were uncovered however and were exposed down to her black high heels.

After checking her attire she walked off, feeling high spirited in a bad and mischievous way as she went down the hallway of the mental institution. As a working nurse in the nut house, things tend to be a bit crazy from time to time. Fortunately, Rose is able to keep her stress to a minimum and still smile at the end of the day. She then looked up at a nearby clock that was attached to the ceiling of the hallway. It showed 6:15. Yes! She gets off in about 45 minutes. Her life was feeling a bit brighter now as she kept on walking.

"And just what were we doing this time?" said a female voice that stopped her in her traps at the first hallway interception.

She turned her head to catch a glimpse of a fiery red haired woman about her height. Her attire consisted of the same uniform as her. However, her brown loafers were the only differences between the two. She looked at Rose, her brown eyes locking in with Rose's emerald green ones. She gave her a concerned yet annoyed look. Rose just countered with a sweet innocent smile, coupled with a soft giggle.

"Michelle, what are you talking about?" she said sweetly.

"You know what I mean, Rose." she said back. Her arms were folded under her breast. "Why were you just at the violent patient ward?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Rose, quit repeating yourself. I know you went there again." Rose sighed happily before she spoke again.

"Alright Michelle. You caught me red handed. So what? I was checking up on the patients. That’s all." Michelle kept her gaze fix on her, accusing her still of some kind of crime. Rose still smiled still acting innocent.

"Why are you so mad? I just said I was checking up on them." she defended.

"Yes I know. It’s that when you say 'checking on them' it usually mean get them sexually aroused." Michelle replied.

Rose blushed by the accusation. She was absolutely right. Ever since she got this job working at a mental hospital, she seemed to develop some kind of fetish for mentally insane people. She never knew why, but it seemed to really get to her. And for the past 2 weeks of starting working, she'll have those times when transporting or binding patients where she would "accidently" feel a private area or "accidently" plant her lip upon the patient. The only person who seems to catch her all the time was her co worker Michelle. And even though her sometimes she would get a bit annoying with her nagging about this, she was glad it wasn't her boss telling her this.

"Okay. So I happen to check up on ONE particular guy." Rose said.

"Rose!" Michelle said demanding the truth. Rose rolled her eyes.

"Okay maybe I checked out how well he kissed for a little-"

"Rose what is wrong with you?! For all you know, they could be sex addicts or rapist. We’re trying to help them get their marbles back in their head." Michelle spoke cutting off Rose.

"I’m sorry. It was just for a few minutes. I can't help it."

"What do you mean you can't help it?" Michelle said, a little irritated.

Rose opened her mouth slightly to answer, but then thought for a moment as the memory of her little "check up" entered her head.

The patient was a young man, roughly around 22. Maybe even younger. And had short dark brown hair. Even in her mind, she though he looked sexy, although his body was completely strapped and bound by the thousands of white straps of his straitjacket. A black muzzle was strapped on to the lower part of his face, sealing his mouth shut. However, due to a little make out exam, that gag was sort of loosened a little. She needed some way to get to his lips. Sadly though, she left him with such a stiffy. Poor guy. Maybe she shouldn't have massaged where the crotch strap was at. She smiled her then gave an answer. "I don't know really. I think I just love crazies." she giggled.

Michelle just let out an annoyed sigh. "Don’t tell me that's why you wanted a job here." she said.

"Oh, no. it's been a dream to work in a health facility. Honest."

"Well that's great, Rose. But could you please keep your fetish on a lease? A lot of these patients are really dangerous. I don't want-"

"Michelle, you're always saying that." Rose interrupted. "I’ll be fine. As long they're tied up I'm okay right?"

"Rose…" Michelle trailed off for a while. "This isn't right. You can't keep on doing this."

"I’m still okay."

"No I meant the patients. It’s wrong to get them so roused up like that." though Michelle did brought up a point. She was being such a flirt to them. And it was kind of mean what she was doing. Although she couldn't help but attend to the man was moaning so sweetly to her under his gag. It’s like her mating call.

Rose looked at Michelle again. This time being honest to herself. "Okay. Maybe I'm going a bit too far with this." she said.

"You think? Just be lucky I'm your friend." boy was that true. There was no telling what her boss would do to her. Michelle still held her pose, still waiting for Rose's answer.

"I get it Michelle. I won't do it anymore. I just… I just… I don't know."

"Just promise me don't do it again. Okay?"

Rose gave out a long sigh before answering. Then she smiled. "Okay. I promise."

"Thank you. At least I got something off my chest for tonight." Michelle said in relief as she walked down the hall ways.

Rose followed her when all the sudden, she remembered something. "Oh that's right. You’re on a date with Anita tonight." she said.

It was a fact that Michelle was openly gay. Rose knew her well these past several years. Actually, she was the first person she opened up to before anyone else. Rose remembered that like it was yesterday. It was also the day she confessed that she was in love with her. She had never seen Michelle cry so much after that day. She likes Michelle only as a friend but she was straight and nothing could change that. But it was nothing to worry about. Michelle was happy now ever sense she found Anita. They met up around a year ago. And after hanging out for a while, they started going steady just about a month ago. Michelle smiled but blushed a little. "Yeah. We’re going to hang out at the mall and probably catch a movie later on." Michelle explained.

"Well, I'm happy for you Michelle." Rose said.

"Thanks rose. You know, if you come with us if you want. Maybe you can find an actual 'sane' date."

Rose laughed at her joke but she shook her head. "No thanks. I don't want to be the third wheel, you know. It’s not really fun."

"Ah I see."

Date wise, Rose was having some bad luck on. It wasn't that she wasn't beautiful. She had nice and firm breast, and a ravishing curvy figure and sweet voice. It’s just that she's been having some BAD dates. For a while she's been experiencing dates that just plain pissed her off. Just once, she'd wish some knight in shining armor could come and wisp her away from all that. But alas, nothing yet. Rose and Michelle kept on their conversation when suddenly Michelle's phone went off. "Oh, excuse me." Michelle said in happy tone, as if she was expecting this call.

She reached in her pocket for her phone and answered her call. "hey sweetie…yes, I'm about to get off…mmm-hmm…" she giggled for a few second. " okay, I'll be out in a minute. I'm just talking to Rose for a bit, Kay?…. aww, I love you too." she ended and hung up.

Rose smiled at her. "Sounds like you got some 'special' plans for this evening, huh Michelle?"

Michelle caught on to Rose's dirty mind. "It’s not like that. We’re not going to have sex tonight… yet that is." she teased.

Rose just laughed. "Well, I'd best be going. See you tomorrow Rose."

"Yeah, same with you." Michelle started to walk down the hallway when suddenly she stopped. "You sure you don't want to come with us. It’s better than staying at your house doing nothing."

"I’ll be fine Rose. I don't want to ruin your guy's date anyways. Just tell Anita I said for me, okay?"

Michelle smiled "okay. good night." and with that she waved good bye, walking down the hall.

Its times like this that Rose wondered about something. She knew that she was straight for sure. She could never see herself becoming homosexual. But she wonders if Michelle still had feelings for her. It’s been on her mind for quite a while but it never occurred to her to ask her straight up. But she dismissed the question everything time it popped up in her mind. She had Anita now and she was happy. That’s all that matters now. There’s no need to get paranoid about other possibilities, she then went back to what she was SUPPOSE to be doing, which was filing forms instead of making out with the insane.

Finally, 7 O'clock hit and she was finally able to go home. Thank god. She had a bottle of wine and a hot bath with her name on it. After changing out of her nurse uniform and into her original attire which was a pink tank top with tight blue jeans, she walk out of the mental institution and moved into her old Transam that was waiting for her in the parking lot. She hopped in and started her car, trying to get out of here as fast as she could possibly can and go home. Once she made it to her house, she plopped down on the chair after grabbing a bottle of wine, a glass and clicking on the TV.

She liked her job, but it can get tiring sometimes… well when she's like checking up on the patients that is. That was the best part of her job. The violent patient ward was her favorite duty to do. Her boss would probably kill her if he ever found out she was sexually arousing the patients. She dismissed the thought of it. She was very confident that she wouldn't get caught.

But what really got her attention was why she really loved them. It couldn't be that they were crazy. Some were psycho killers. There’s no way it can be a turn on. Although, she was into bondage a little. Maybe it's the way that they're so helpless and she can do whatever she pleases. Although, she would like it the other way around. She smiled at the thought of it, her all tied up in a straitjacket. Helpless and being treated. Like that would ever happen. She was pretty sure the last time she checked she was perfectly sane. She sipped a little of her wine as she started to feel the curse of boredom. She sighed. "I wonder how Anita and Michelle are doing?" she thought to herself.

They were a good couple. But Michelle couldn't help but be jealous. They have each other. And Rose had no one. Not even anyone to have sex with. She was all alone. She sighed once again. And decided to call it a night after several hours of watching chick flicks. She really needed a boyfriend. She was definitely tired of being alone all the time. But once again, it's another night being single.

The next day, Rose drove back to the institution once again to work. She thought long and hard this time and decided that it was time for her to stop doing anything sexual to the patients for their sake and for the sake of her own job as well. She really didn't want to get fired for this. That would be embarrassing. But even though she kept on telling herself this, the task of keeping her promise became rapidly difficult she then walked past several Males both restrained to the fullest. The urge to be with them became nearly unbearable and it was a good thing they were several other doctors and not her. There’s no telling what she would try to do with them. But she kept on walking away, trying as best as she can not to stalk them all the way to the ward.

Minutes later, after putting on her usual nurse uniform, she walked down the hallway to usual routine. Michelle had this shift as well and was hoping to find her at least once before lunch break. After a while of searching, she found her in the middle of a hall. She had just come out of a room, with all of her nurse attire on. However, she seemed troubled. Her hands were fidgeting with her clothes. This couldn't be good. "Hey Michelle." Rose called out to her which seemed to startle her slightly. Now Rose was getting very concerned. She walked up to her, hiding the fact that she was worried about what might have happened. "What’s up? How did the date go with Anita?"

"Oh uh…it…it went okay." Michelle said forcing herself to hide her trouble state. Michelle couldn't conceal her feelings no longer.

"Alright. Quit playing charades, Michelle. What happened last night?"

"Nothing. We had a date."

"Oh really. What happened? Tell me. You wouldn't be so jittery if nothing happened."

"It’s not that, Rose. Really." Michelle replied uneasy. She began to bite her lip slightly.

"Did Anita break up with you?"

"NO, it's not that."

"Then tell me. What’s going on?" Anita went Silent for a moment, surveying the area before talking. Then she signaled Rose to casually walk with her.

"Rose… I think he knows what you've been doing." Michelle said.

Rose's stomach instantly did back flips as she started to panic from inside. "You… you can't be serious." Rose said forcing herself to disbelieve.

Michelle shook her head sadly. "I was talking to the director of the institution. I think he's on to what you've been doing in the ward. And it sounds serious too."

The more Michelle explained the situation, the worse Rose felt. This couldn't be happening. It just can't. "Rose I warned you about this. I warned you so many times."

"How did he find out?"

"Well he was looking through the reports and find out that some of the patients began to get 'desperate' to feel pleasure. One male patient began to struggle fiercely in his restraints just to relieve himself. And he kept on going for hours to the point that he was hurting himself."

Goosebumps flared up around Rose's body as fear started to be pressed on to her. She was going to lose her job. Or even worse, be sued for sexually harassing patients.

"Michelle, Please. You have to help me! I can't lose this job. Please!" Rose begged letting her panicked state out a little.

"Calm down. I'll see what I can do. But for god sake, No going into the patient wards! Learn some self restraint for once." Michelle replied.

Rose nodded without hesitation, rubbing her eyes from the pre tears that were about to come out. "I just… don't want to get fired… I like this job… but I can't help… you know." Rose said starting to feel sorry for herself.

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