
After injuring my hand, I couldn’t even have sex, let alone masturbate. One day, I couldn’t contain my lust, so I asked my beautiful nurse to help me, but she was extremely clean-freakish and cold. From that day on, I was treated like a creep, looked down upon, and insulted… but as part of my job, I was strictly monitored for ejaculation… “Hurry up and cum, you stinky useless dick,” “If it wasn’t for work, I’d crush your balls,” “Come on, with these sweaty legs of yours,” “Tch… are you still hard?” “Put on a double condom,” “Don’t moan in that weird voice. It’s bothering the other patients.” I was driven to orgasm by her efficient ejaculation techniques and abusive, obscene language, completely devoid of emotion, all designed to make me cum quickly. Despite feeling inferior about my pathetic ejaculation, I couldn’t seem to escape this pleasure.