Ignore the nurse

There was something just too odd about the nurse and her curious expressions that Leanne thought it'd be better to just ignore her advice for the moment. She glanced at the room Rachel had indicated towards before turning and heading in the opposite direction the nurse had gone.

Further along the corridor she came around the corner and met an old woman sat in her wheelchair looking glum. "Are you okay?" enquired Leanne sweetly.

The resident peered up at the young woman without changing her expression. "You should have listened?" she replied ominously.

"What?" queried Leanne a little shocked. "What do you mean by that?" Leanne really hoped this had nothing to do with the sinister nurse and her advice she'd ignored. However the old woman was non-responsive. "Why don't we get you back to your room."

Leanne stepped around the back of the pensioner's wheelchair and took hold of the handles. She wondered where to take her when she spotted a slightly open door in the direction she was now facing. Carefully she eased the chair forward before reaching out and nudging the door open wider with her hand.

"Um, hello?" she called out anxiously. "Is this your room?" The pensioner still said nothing. Leanne decided to investigate herself and walked through the open doorway.

The room was dark and very little to see but then something caught Leanne's eye. As she turned to face it, she met the creepy face of a guy in a disturbing clown mask. The young woman gasped in shock but before she could react further the clown sprayed her with his plastic flower. Coving her face in some kind of foul smelling liquid. Leanne blinked heavily trying to clear her eyes but then everything began to spin faster and faster before she lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

When she came to Leanne struggled to focus as she gathered her bearings. At first she was unsure what she was looking at, but the longer she stared the more things became clearer. She eventually realised that she was lying down and staring at the ceiling. Not only that but she was completely naked.

The young woman let out a groan and tried to grab her head but couldn't move her arm. She was strapped down. That's when she realised something even worse was happening. Someone was fucking her!

Leanne raised her head and looked down her naked body. Her legs were raised in stirrups and a little old man was furiously pumping away as he screwed her hole.

"Hey!" she yelled, squirming as best she could to try and break free. But the old man didn't respond. He just continued with the task at hand not even looking at Leanne while he drove his shaft in and out of her young body. "Well this is just great."

It wasn't a particularly pleasurable experience for Leanne. She guessed the old man was getting a lot more out of it then she was. She glanced up at him again. He was starting to sweat, his naked, wrinkled body swaying with each thrust of his old hips. His hands were latched around her waist and he began grunting heavily. Leanne could tell he was about to orgasm and braced herself for his semen.

With a long groan the old man drove forwards, sending his cum into Leanne. He stood there panting for a while as his fluid oozed from her pussy before eventually sliding back and shuffling away.

"That's it?" yelled Leanne as she watched the pensioner leave. "You're just gonna fuck me and leave. No goodbye kiss? Hey! You could at least untie me!" Leanne collapsed her head back against her bed. "Great. Now what?"