Last Halloween, I was doing an internship in a local hospital. I was getting flirty with this Physician’s Assistant who was pretty cute. I would have gone out with him if he had asked. Instead he thought it would be fun to drug me. He gave me a shot of something that knocked me right out. He then abducted me and carted me off to the hospital morgue in the basement. I woke up surrounded by corpses. I know I was going to be a nurse, but the morgue is just creepy. The smell of formaldehyde makes me nauseous. I pleaded with him to just let me go. I tried to act like I knew it was a joke, but honestly I was not sure his intentions were good.
I thought if I just acted like I wanted to be there; like I was turned on by my surroundings I might get out unscathed. As he was standing over me, I pulled out his cock and started sucking it like my life depended on it. I just tried to forget the smell, forget about the bodies. But he refused to cum in my mouth. He wanted to fuck me in one of the morgue drawers. A man who drugged me and abducted me to the morgue was capable of anything, so I had to go along with it. I was so creeped out sliding on to that cold steel slab surrounded by newly dead bodies. The smell, the cold, the dark, the death…..not an ideal situation for fucking in my estimation.
But I let him fuck the shit out of me. I wanted to lay there like a corpse because I so did not want to fuck him, but I sucked it up and fucked back hoping I would soon be out of the dungeon of death. He came inside me. I thought we could just go back upstairs now, but he wanted to fuck on the autopsy table. Gross doesn’t begin to describe it. A body had just been dissected on that table and there was blood and tissue on it, and a body bag. He tossed me over and mounted me from behind, fucking me doggy-style. He was so hard. Not sure if it was being surrounded by death or forcing himself on me that turned him on the most. Then he asked me something that totally shocked me. He asked me if I would like to watch him fuck one of the bodies. WTF? Forcing me is one thing, the surroundings is something else, but actually fucking a dead person was just vile. I told him maybe we could save that for our next encounter. Thank goodness he fell for it.
I don’t think I have ever fucked again under such creepy circumstances, nor will I ever. And I certainly never encountered such a seemingly good person who was so fucked up. To this day, I still have nightmares about being abducted to the morgue. Where is the creepiest place you have ever fucked?
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