You’re an invalid, a paraplegic, to be exact. i’m your caretaker, and you need me for absolutely everything. i feed you, i bathe you, i make sure you get your meds, i handle all your affairs. and i’m starting to feel underpaid. when i come in to check on you, i notice you staring down my shirt, yet again, and this time, i’ve had enough. i tell you so, that i’ve noticed your ogling eyes on me, and of course i’ve withstood your boners while i bathe your paralyzed ass.<\/p>\n\n\n
this time, i tell you i’m going to need a raise. and if you don’t want to give it to me? don’t forget, you can’t move a muscle in your body, and i DO have a giant strap on at home. i strip off my shirt and scrubs and climb on top of you, grinding into your crotch and your hard on, using your body to get myself off while i remind you of your inability to do anything, and threaten to fuck your crippled ass with my big strap on if you don’t give me a raise.<\/p>\n\n\n
eventually i come in your lap while you just lay there, useless, but don’t worry: i’ll be back tomorrow, and i’ll bring my strap on just in case.<\/p>\n\n\n \n