Free Use Hospital

Warning: Dubious consent themes. Do not read if offended by hardcore erotica.

I had cut my forehead after a fall. I put a bandage on it and it wasn’t too serious, but I thought I had better go to the hospital to get it cleaned up so there wasn’t an infection. I got myself a taxi and asked the driver to take me to the nearest hospital.

“Oh I know just the place”, he said with grin and wink. It was almost as if I had asked him where I could get some woman action as opposed to a where a hospital was. Strange, but I just shrugged and thought no more of it, looking at my phone for the rest of the journey.

“Here we are man”, said the driver as we arrived. “The Free Use Hospital. Have yourself a good time. Oh and get that cut seen to as well.”

“Sure, whatever”, I replied a little bemused. Weird name for a hospital.

I entered, then as I walked up the corridor I came upon the most bizarre sight. A nurse was grabbed by what looked like a patient as they weren’t wearing a uniform. The patient then dragged her into a nearby room with a look of sheer glee in his eyes, but there was no shock in the nurse’s face, despite the rough looking treatment, just resignation if anything. She offered up no resistance of any sort.

I wondered for a second if I should do something, but the nurse hadn’t seemed too distressed so I just carried on. I walked right up to reception where there was a large black woman behind the desk. She looked up.

“Good evening sir.”

“Good evening. I have a small cut on my forehead. It’s not serious but I thought I should get it seen to and cleaned up.”

“Of course sir, just take a seat and a nurse will be with you shortly. In the meantime would you like a blow job while you wait?”

Had my ears deceived me? Had I just stepped into some kind of other dimension here? Things were getting weirder by the second.

“What did you say?”

“I said would you like a blow job while you wait sir? I am very experienced at sucking cock. I’ve sucked over a thousand in the time I have been employed here. Patients and staff alike have complimented me on my skills. I perfected the deep throat technique a long time ago.”

She said all this with no expression on her face. She may as well have been asking me to fill out a form instead of talking about her oral sex skills.

“What is this?” I said. “I thought it was a hospital, I came here to have my cut seen to, not to have my dick sucked.”

“This is a free use hospital as the name suggests sir. All female staff and pants are sexually available to all men at all times as soon as they come through our doors. Look in the corner over there.”

I looked where she was pointing.

In the corner of the waiting room there was a woman on a wheelchair. One of her legs was in a plaster cast, and what looked to be a doctor had his trousers down and was plunging his cock in and out of her mouth. He was going balls deep with every stroke, spit was falling down her chin, and everyone in the waiting room was taking no notice, just reading magazines and sipping coffee as the woman was savagely throat fucked.

“Fuck! Is he not abusing his position?”

“No, not in this place. The rules of the outside world do not apply in here.”