Nathan whistled as he bounded down the long white hallway of the hospital. His long arms swung wildly with each step forward. He didn’t have a reason to be in such a hurry, seeing as his position was in IT, not medicine.
He’d always enjoyed the third shift the most. For him, working nights meant there were fewer people around to make small talk with. He’d always felt like an outsider, preferring to keep to himself. He’d been bullied in school and was shy around everyone, especially women. He’d never had a girlfriend before, let alone, sex. The only sex he saw was what he searched on the internet, and he liked dabbling in the dark web for his content. He got off on vile and illegal videos of women being raped and ravaged, even murdered (sometimes the bodies would be violated further, post-death).
This particular evening at work, he was assigned to assess a monitor in a patient’s room. He usually felt awkward when working on computers around patients, even if they were asleep. As he approached the patient’s door, his arms stopped swinging and he stopped whistling. He lightly tapped on the door before peering in.
It was dark, and from the illumination provided by the computers, he could see a woman, motionless in the bed. A ventilator simulated her breathing for her, and she had a feeding tube pumping nutrients into her frail, atrophied body. She was in a coma. Nathan looked at the EEG monitor and noticed her brain activity was scant, if that. Feeling a little spooked, he turned the lights on before tiptoeing around the bed.
He stared at her blankly. Well aware he wouldn’t receive a response, he still joked, “Well, this is an awkward first date, wouldn’t ya say?” Nathan chuckled as he got to work, checking the screens to make sure they were working properly. When he determined that everything was working fine, he pushed his glasses up his nose, ready to finish up and move on to the next task.
He stood up and bounded towards the door. With his hand on the door handle, he stopped and paused for a second. Curiosity made him turn around. He crept slowly as he returned back to the bedside and hovered over the comatose woman. She was in her late forties with dull grayish skin and greasy blonde hair. Her mouth was hanging open from the ventilator tubing.
A strange, twisted feeling compelled him to outstretch his arm towards her. He used the tips of his long fingers to poke the flesh on her face, noticing her skin felt warmer than he’d expected. He giggled nervously to himself, watching small indentations snap back when he released his finger. His sinister laughs sounded childlike as he played with her face. He didn’t remember the last time he had touched another human.
He felt devious. Impulse took over and he reared his hand back and slapped her hard in the face. She hadn’t flinched and her eyes were still closed. Nathan looked up to the monitor to see if her brain activity had changed, but nothing happened, her vitals and brain activity had stayed the same.
A strange feeling that had been brewing in him surfaced. He couldn’t understand it. *Was it anger? Resentments? Amusement?*
He felt giddy from touching her, something he’d never felt before. He crept around to the bottom of the bed and began stroking her feet. Human touch felt extremely odd to him, and he’d never had a reason to touch someone else’s feet. He hunched down and noticed her toenails had grown long from neglect. He squeezed her feet so hard they turned white before redding in color again. He lowered his head to smell her toes, glancing around to reassure himself that nobody was passing down the hall.
Nathan rose to close the door and walked back into the dark room, which was illuminated solely by monitors and screens. Kneeling down again, he slid his tongue up and down the soles of her feet and swallowed his saliva.
He went to the windowsill and placed his phone on it, angling the camera lens towards the bed. *Will the people like THIS?* He asked himself, thinking of the sketchy videos he enjoyed jerking off to. He hit the record button and made sure he was in the frame. He gave the camera a quick smile before he returned, lifting the covers from the woman’s lower half. He struggled with his clanking belt before he removed it, and lowered his pants to expose his erecting penis. His pale legs shook as he kicked off his pants and brushed his long hair back with his fingers. He crawled onto the bed and began humping her closed inner thighs in short strokes. He liked the feel of her thin skin on his now hardened cock. He spread the woman’s legs apart, glancing towards the camera every few seconds, making sure to get both of their bodies in the video.
With her legs spread to either side of the bed, he straddled her lifeless body. He held his penis and used it to firmly poke around her vulva, feeling her soft, loose flesh. His hands began to shake with nervousness as he lined his penis up with her vaginal opening. Her vagina was dry and resistant as he tried repeatedly to push his penis inside her. When the skin wouldn’t budge more than an inch, he rapidly thrusted his hips until he violently and forcefully entered her. He moved his hips in jagged stiff movements, fucking her until he rubbed himself raw. He winced before he gave a beaming, geeky smile directly into the camera. He curled his fingers into his fist to give a thumbs-up.
Using the same hand, he reached around himself, inserting a finger into his anus while still thrusting awkwardly. The sensual pain caused him to approach his shaky climax. He could hear the incredibly loud sound of his own ears ringing. His brain felt fuzzy as electric impulses coursed through his body. His mouth became dry as he panted over the woman. With a second’s notice, his cock erupted in messy orgasm. Cum came shooting out in several spurts, oozing deep inside the woman’s pussy.
He rolled over, hopped off the bed and grabbed his phone. He chuckled as he watched the video. After navigating through the internet, he uploaded it. Small giggles soon turned to belly aching laughter. He clothed himself and placed her covers back before scurrying towards the door. He glanced back at the woman’s pitiful body.
He gasped in an instant. He felt a wave of white heat as he quickly slammed the door and ran out, knowing her eyes had followed him across the room.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gpgew9/the_patient_in_a_coma_fiction_mf_rape
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