Message-ID: <41445asstr$1048479003@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Originating-Email: [redtailedman@hotmail.com] From: "Everett Wolf" X-Original-Message-ID: X-OriginalArrivalTime: 24 Mar 2003 01:37:50.0156 (UTC) FILETIME=[FAED78C0:01C2F1A5] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 23 Mar 2003 20:37:49 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} A Starving Artist Gets By ( Part Four (RR)) X-Original-Subject: part 4, enjoy Date: Sun, 23 Mar 2003 23:10:03 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, gill-bates _________________________________________________________________ Add photos to your messages with MSN 8. Get 2 months FREE*. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/featuredemail <1st attachment, "Document.rtf" begin> ---------------- A Starving Artist Gets By ( Part Four (RR)) redtailedman@hotmail.com I was yanked by my hair to my feet and then more or less shoved out the door to the counter. Cathy threw my clothes at me and pushed me out into the empty front of the store. "Get dressed and find your own way back to your car, I'll call you when I need you again, you are not off the hook yet", she hissed at me. As I was stepping into my boxers, the young teenagers walked past and out the door grinning at me the entire time. The contact of cotton and scrotum was most unpleasant but I quickly got everything on and hurried out the door, down the street and luckily caught a cab back to my loft. As soon as I got in the door, I made the big mistake of trying to knock back a shot of Jamisons Irish whiskey and nearly passed out when the firey alcohol hit my newly pierced tongue. Since I managed to get one down, shots two through ten quickly followed and I finally felt numb enough to pass out. Awakening to the sensation of someone tugging on my scrotum, I quickly realized that my morning wood was trying to relocate my very tender scrotum. I hobbled to my toolbox, got the wire cutters and proceeded to remove all of my "decorations". My tongue was so swollen I could hardly speak and my scrotum was so sore I could just about walk so after some coffee, a hot shower and a couple of aspirin, I felt the need to paint. I painted most of the day stopping only for some soup and tea. The phone rang repeatedly but I never answered it. Someone rang the door buzzer five stories below several times but I ignored it. I dozed off for a while and woke up as the morning light came through the window. Again, after strong coffee, a hot shower, and some aspirin, I resumed painting and again ignored both the door buzzer and ringing phone. However, the pain in my scrotum and tongue forced me to stop. I knocked back a couple shots of Jamison and the throbbing in my scrotum and tongue sort of subsided.The alcohol hadn't fogged my brain enough to suppress the alarm I felt when I whiped my tender anus after a bowel movement and noticed blood on the toilet paper. When I touched my scrotum as I was pulling up my boxers and found puss around the piercing hole, I decided I needed to get some help and fast. I called a cab and since I didn't have any health insurance, went to the university hospital emergency room. Luckily for me the place was just about deserted. The clerk at the reception counter was a very cute, young , plump woman of no more than twenty. She asked me what my problem was and I said "swollen tongue, scrotum and blood in my stool", she heard something that sounded like a guy with a mouth full of cotton gargling. She asked me again and I replied in the same manner. Finally, I pointed to my tongue and said "look". She looked at me aghast and said "OOOH that looks like some kind of allergic reaction, I better get the nurse to look at you quickly". She picked the phone up and spoke rapidly into it. Five seconds later a thirtyish, tall, thin woman appeared in front of me. She said, "are you the man with the allergic reaction"? I shook my head , opened my mouth and tried to stick out my tongue. She glanced at it quickly and announced that she would get the doctor on call to look at me right away and proceeded to steer me behind a curtained area and to a gurney. She handed me a hospital gown and grunted, "better take everything off and put this on". She turned and left as I gingerly stripped off my clothes and pulled on the gown. The cute clerk appeared just as I sat on the gurney. "Better fill out these forms as best as you can" she said , handed me a clipboard, some forms and a pen and left. The forms were mostly routine stuff (name, address) but also delved into the source of my emergency and I had to answer some embarrassing questions related to the locations of my injuries and how I acquired them. A short while later the curtain was pulled aside by the nurse, and a short Indian woman in a sari, who introduced herself as Dr. C something. She touched my forehead and muttered something about he feels feverish, better get his temperature and don't take it by mouth. The nurse proceeded to shake down a glass thermometer, lube it and motion for me to roll on my side. As I rolled on my side exposing my rear, I heard her gasp as she looked at my recently paddled ass. "Wow looks like somebody was a bad boy and got spanked", she said and then looked closer and reached out and said "these are actually small hand prints, what the hell is going on here"? Dr. C looked over in sudden astonishment and said " a grown man getting spanked, what kind of nonsense is this"? I tried to explain but nothing intelligible came out. At this moment the young clerk came back to retrieve her forms. She took one look at my reddened bare ass and just stood there openmouthed. "Lets see if he has any other surprises", the nurse said as she pulled my gown off my shoulder and onto the gurney, leaving me exposed to all three of them. Dr. C touched my left nipple and I jumped. "Lay back on the gurney please", she said. I quickly rolled on my back, my legs dangling over the edge, my sore cock and scrotum clearly visible. "Looks like he has mutilated his nipples", she said as her hand lightly touched my nipple and then reached between my legs. I groaned as she touched my foreskin and then my scrotum. "Looks like he mutilated his penis and scrotum as well; clean these wounds up, give him an injection of Pennicillin and call Psyc for a consultation". She turned and walked out shaking her head and pushing past the clerk who was standing there holding my curtain wide open and gawking. The nurse looked at her and said, "don't you have any work to do Rennie"? Rennie replied, "well Judy,it's kind of slow and besides he's the most interesting case I've seen in a month of clerking". Rennie grabbed my completed forms, sat on a nearby stool and began reading as she watched. She left the curtain wide open so she could watch the front desk. Judy proceeded to get antiseptic and some swabs and not so gently began to clean the area around where my scrotum was pierced. I jumped and accidentally knocked over the tray of antiseptic. I gave a garbled apology as Judy attached both my wrists and ankles to the side rails with velcro restraints. "We can't have you hurting yourself anymore big guy or one of us and I forgot all about taking your temperature", she said as she roughly pushed me on my side and worked the thermometer into me. I groaned and squirmed as the thermometer hit some tender spots. Judy withdrew the thermometer and noted that she had to get Dr. C because I was running a fever of 102F and there was blood on the tip of the bulb. She finished cleaning up my scrotum, foreskin and nipples as I groaned and jumped at the roughness of her touch. "Wow Judy, the wounds aren't self inflicted, he got them volunteering for a piercing class," Rennie said. "Any explanation about these handprints on his bottom?", Judy sneered as she stuck me in the butt cheek with pennicillin. Dr. C, accompanied by two female, oriental interns, walked through the open curtain at this point, glanced at my reddened bottom, smiled and shook her head. "He is running a temperature of 102F and has a blood tinged rectal discharge Dr. C", Judy said in their general direction. Dr. C slipped on a pair of exam gloves, lubed up her index finger and motioned for Judy to roll me on my side. "Why do you have him in restraints?", Dr. C asked as she inserted her finger in my anus, of course, I jumped and involuntarily moved away. "As you can see, he is not entirely co-operative and I am worried about our safety", Judy replied. I moaned and squirmed as Dr. C hit tender spots in my abused anus. " He may have some tearing in here, better give him an enema and I'll look around with the scope after he's cleaned out", Dr. C said and walked out through the still open curtain. The two interns carried on a conversation in some foreign language and giggled glancing back at my exposed rear as they watched Judy gather several disposable enemas and a bed pan. Judy put on a pair of gloves, lubed up her index finger and then lubed up my anus. "Try to relax", she said as she inserted the first of the enema nozzles. I felt the cold solution go deeply into my colon and shuddered. "Hold it in a little bit," Judy said as she held the nozzle in me as a sort of plug. The nozzle end was touching my prostate and in spite of my discomfort, I felt myself getting an erection. She withdrew the nozzle with one hand and rolled me onto the bedpan with the other. As soon as I rolled onto the bedpan, my almost erect penis was noticed by the interns, Rennie, and Judy and two other women who were passing by the open curtain. Rennie chirped, "looks like he enjoyed the enema"! The interns left laughing as I evacuated my bowels into the bedpan. Rennie sat there obviously fascinated by my rapidly forming erection. Judy rolled me on my side again, cleaned up my anus with a moist towelette, and inserted the nozzle of a fresh enema inside me. I groaned and squirmed as the nozzle hit my prostate and I couldn't help push back against Judy's hand. "Hey, none of that", Judy said as she lightly tapped my left ass cheek. She rolled me back onto the bedpan and withdrew the nozzle; my fully erect penis pointing at the ceiling. Judy looked at my erection, took away the full bedpan and started to leave, shaking her head. "What do you do about his, uh, uh, swelling," Rennie said. "It'll just have to stay that way", Judy said as she left. At that moment, a major car accident arrived and Rennie took off, leaving my curtain open. I glanced out through the open curtain and repeatedly watched as people walked by. Most of the people more or less ignored the sight of me lying there nude with my penis fully erect. However, three young girls who were obviously not working in the hospital slowly walked by gawking the first time, smiling the second time, and outright giggling the third time. By the time Dr. C, Judy and the two interns came back a half hour later, my tumescent penis had shrunk to half mast. Judy pulled the curtain closed as she pushed a cart with some equipment on it to the foot of my gurney. "He's appears to be very sensitive around the anus Dr. C, do you think we should sedate him prior to the scoping"?, said Judy. "Lets see how it goes, roll him over and restrain him", said Dr. C. I was rolled on my stomach, the gurney was folded in such a way that my rear was elevated and my ankles and wrists were again secured to the rails of the gurney. Dr. C, the interns, and Judy all put on exam gloves and clustered behind me. Judy lubed my anus and stepped aside. Dr. C, flanked on either side by the interns, picked up a black, flexible, tube like thing and inserted the tip into my anus. She gently tapped my rear with one hand as she slowly fed it into me. "Relax sir, this will be over in just a minute". She watched a monitor as the scope disappeared inside and narrated for the interns. " There appears to be a very small laceration here, and two more, here and here", as she advanced the scope. "The lining of the patients anal mucosa is irritated here and here and especially here over the prostate". I groaned and shuddered as the scope passed over my prostate and shifted my hips which allowed my hardening penis to slip backward along the sheet and between my legs, becoming very obvious to anyone behind me. I heard one of the interns giggle. Dr. C muttered something about how I don't seem to mind this proceedure at all. At that point I heard Rennies voice saying "he says on his medical form that his girlfriends may have injured him anally during sexual intercourse." The interns laughed loudly as Dr. C immediately withdrew the scope and tossed it on the tray. "Okay, enough pleasure for this guy, get him a script for Amoxicillin and some nupricanal ointment and get him out of here", said Dr. C in a disgusted tone as she snapped off her gloves and left, quickly followed by the interns. Judy pulled off my restraints and told me to get dressed as she slapped me playfully across the rear. As I sat up I found myself facing Rennie who was perched on her stool looking directly at my hard and dripping cock. Judy tossed her two tubes of ointment and a plastic container of pills as she walked out. " I don't think he will mind if you show him how to put on the oinment on his wounds". Quick as a flash Rennie was in front of me with the oinment in hand. "You put a dab of this on each nipple, and on the wounds down here". She reached between my legs and applied a dab to my scrotum and gently grasped the tip of my fully engorged penis. She squeezed some ointment into her palm and as she looked into my eyes, rubbed it back and forth across the injury to my foreskin. I shuddered and almost immediately came into her hand and shot a huge load cum as far as her wrist. She just smiled, turned, washed her hands in the sink and left saying "see me at the counter when you are ready". As soon as I recovered my wits, I dressed and made my way out. Several smirking, grinning women were lurking at the reception counter exchanging glances with Rennie as I signed whatever papers she put in front of me. As I was turning to leave she handed me a card her phone number on it saying " I have your number, now you have mine". by redtailedman@hotmail.com <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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