Hell in the Long Term Care Facility Part 2- Through Bernice's Eyes
***A commissioned piece for Compassionate-Angel! Thanks for the points!!***
Bernice lay in her bed, fully aware of what was going on around her, her old brittle bones riddled with fractures from abuse, her joints aching horribly. Like so many patients on this ward, the nursing staff took horrible advantage of her, subjecting her to unspeakable treatment for the simple fact that they could not speak for themselves.
She had been in this state for well over a year. her family had left her in the care of the ward, mostly forgetting about her...at least 8 months had gone by since any of her family had been by to see her or even called to check on her progress. The plumbing in the ward was ratty at the best of times, but today it was particularly bad. A slow leak in the sink in Bernice's room had progressed from a slow drip...a drip that in the silence of the nights sounded like a reverberating drum to her unshielded old ears. Finally maintenance staff were coming...and overhearing the conversation the fact that the constant annoyance would finally be fixed was at least one glimmer of good news in her otherwise hopeless existence.
That morning a porter wheeled Bernice's bed across the hall into an occupied room temporarily. There lay a man in an unresponsive state, his head facing the center of the room, eyes barely open and completely blank. "I'll take her from here" chirped Audrey to the porter, as he simply nodded and left to attend to other duties.
Striding over to the door Audrey closed it and clicked the lock shut...
As they wheeled me into the room my hopes were dashed...I saw another poor soul laying in his bed..staring with blank, but conscious eyes...much as I am sure I appeared to him. That horrible girl Audrey came in and gave me an evil smirk as she shooed the porter out and locked the door. I watched her walking towards me, her painful curves swaying to and fro...her hand rubbing her abdomen as she came... Standing up on the bed I saw up her long, young, shapely legs to the bubble of her rear end, and her hair cascading down her shoulders in its pony tail. She simply knelt on the bed straddling me, then slowly descended her backside towards my upturned, immobile face.
Her cheeks pressed against me..the stink of her panty fabric pushing against my thin, wrinkled skin paled in comparison to the immediate musky smell of her crack. As she settled back my nose slipped between her soft, round buttocks..inching deeper and deeper . Every shallow breath I took came through my nose..and her weight resting on my face made even that almost impossible. *guurrrgle--gluuurg* Involuntary tears welled up in my eyes as I knew all too well what that sound meant... "Uhhnnn..." murmurred Audrey as she shifted her weight around slightly. I felt her anus pushing outwards against my face...then *Brrrrrrrrroooffffffffffffnnt* "ahhhhhhhhh..." A hot, foul and focused jet of methane and sulphur whooshed into my nose and over my face, immediately feeling as though I walked into a sauna from a frigid winter night. The smell was sour like old milk, with a hint of eggs infused in it like some insidious chemical.
Sitting a little heavier as if to emphasize my predicament, again, I felt Audrey's asshole push the ass of her panties down onto my squashed nose.. *Brrrrrmmp. Brrrrrrrrmp. Frrrrrrrr...rrrrrr........rrrrrrrrffffffffrrrmp. Brrrrrrrrrnnnfffff* "ahhhhhhhhh...." Audrey sighed breathily as a series of slow, increasingly warm farts hissed and vibrated out of her into my nostrils, and over my reddening, sweaty cheeks. The smell again like expired milk, the acidic lactose burning the inside of my nasal passages like boiled vinegar...my tears flowed freely as she made effortless little grunts and straining noises followed by more euphoric sighs of relief..."Uhhhn....yeah...take a whiff bitch...not like you have a fucking choice, cuz I am not moving." *Brrrrrrrrnnnf. Brrrrrrmp. Brrrrrrrrrmmp. BrrrrOOOMMMFFFF!!* Ahhhhhhhhh....
I went in and out of consciousness during the last minutes of Audrey's cruel bombardment...until finally I felt the cool air wash over my face, followed by a rough scrub with a wet facecloth. The evaporation on my cheeks at this point felt like a winter breeze in contrast to being sat on for the last ...well...I lost track of how long. My room mate, still staring out of nearly closed eyes seems to show pity...but it's impossible to tell. If he's conscious inside there like me, I'm sure he has stories just like mine of the hellish treatment in this dump for hopeless souls.
Minutes later, Carol entered the room, locking the door with that god awful *click* noise that by now reminded me of the cocking of a gun. She strode over to the bed hurriedly and roughly dragged my head to the bedside, my neck at an awkward angle. She slid her scrubs down over her large, round ass while her back was to me. I could smell her already, working all day her odour was pungent as soon as the barrier of her clothing was out of the way. Reaching down her hand pushed my jaw open, already sore from being under Audrey earlier... She sat down on my chest, compressing my ribs, and scooted forward until her crotch was over my mouth, holding it open. My light was cut off as she closed her legs together, and an immediate flow of acrid, salty urine flooded into my open maw like a torrent of yellow sewage. *ssssssssssSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.......* The hiss of it was palpable from my vantage point...I had no way to turn away, no control to swallow it...immediately it began backing up into my sinuses, and filling my lungs. The burn of it...the unanswered gag reflex...the feeling of your body wanting to violently cough to expel the caustic liquid was a pain unto it's own...it burned as my air sacs filled with it and still Carol relaxed on my face letting her urine flow freely... *SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS......* Please! Someone...anyone! It hurts..so badly...she's drowning me! My lungs....this is AGONY!!!... *SSSsssssssssssssssssssssss* ahhhhhhhhh...
Rising off my face, my poor old sack of bones took a reflexive breath that sounded like a clogged drain being plunged with a broken plunger. Gouts of Carol's foul liquid bubbled out of my nose and mouth onto the sheets, burning my airways as they went, barely enough oxygen to sustain my consciousness finding its way inside. I was in so much pain and near asphyxia I could barely process the angry tirade Carol was spitting at me...obviously angry she had to rectify the condition she put me in, lest she be discovered. While she assembled the hoses to vacuum her fluid from my lungs she spoke it. "I'm going to sit all of my weight right on your face and make sure you're intimately familiar with all these boiling rumbles my rotten guts are making." Carol accentuated her point by patting her abdomen menacingly. "Ohhhh, how I'm going to rip beer fart, after beer fart, after hot, burning, stinking beer fart right onto your squashed little face while you cry to yourself in silence, you old whore. The only thing you're going to smell for whatever life you have left are the remnants of my putrid flatulence stuck to the inside of your sinuses....and I swear to you I will feel the crunch of your old brittle bones slowly give way under my ass every time I come in to your room... I'm going to enjoy this. Let's get started, shall we?" Violently she applied the aspirator down my throat...scraping me horribly without the use of an intubator...the suction liberated nearly a full litre of bloody, mucous filled urine from my lungs, leaving my airways literally burned from the prolonged exposure to uric acid. Every breath was extremely sensitive...and Carol was about to sit yet again...
Such bitter anger and hatred...the bully denied her whim of using me as an object...as a toilet...for the simple fact I lacked the ability to even swallow on my own. She had nearly DROWNED me...left me in unimaginable pain and humliation...the degradation of being abused to that extent...to be made sub human...and to be cursed...belittled... beaten down after the fact...I felt like a tortured animal crawling on its belly to the inevitable slaughter.
Plopping her considerable backside onto my already tortured face, Carol folded her arms and put her legs out in front of her. She had an angry, defiant look on her...with a chilling coldness to her expression. I saw her moon shaped, bare ass descent, and swallow my old head like a python swallowing an egg. She expertly positioned her rosebud ON the tip of my nose as the cacophony of abdominal rumbling filled my ears. Between the depths of her cheeks it smelled beyond musky..almost like oily sardines.. I knew this was going to be bad...
*FAH-ROOOOMMP!!* *BRRRRRMP!* *GRrrrrrowowowRROOMP!* ahhhhhhh.
Please god!! NO! The HEAT of it in my burned air passages is like liquid FIRE!! ANYONE!! PLEE-
" I am going to sit on your face like this you old bitch, and you are going to S-M-E-L-L every last ounce of my ROTTEN beer farts...my only regret is that I can't hear you CRY! *hrrrrnnnggg..* BRRROONT!! *BRRRMMP!! *FRRRrrrrrrrNNTTT!! ahhhhhhhh... " she gloated..as if passing out a sentence from a haughty southern judge on a convicted rapist.
NO...no!! Can't anyone HEAR these rumbling gun shots? Do they not care? My GOD please HELP me...please...it stinks SOO badly...HEL-
*BRRRRRRRNNNFFF* "aaahhhhhhhhh...SMELL it...." spat Carol, in a hue of unchallenged, incontrovertible smugness.
My lungs were in SEARING pain from Carol's wicked fumes...She deliberately sat her weight on me such that every accursed blast shot straight INTO me and remained there. The pressure built with every scalding jet of rectal steam she forced out. My oxygen drained..replaced by methane...in spite of the BURNING, itching hellfire over-inflating my poor old alveoli, like an errand of mercy my consciousness faded out under her seemingly unending thunder...thank the lord....thank the lord...
I awoke to cloudy vision...it was night now...as the only light came in under the door to the hallway. True to her venomous, cruel words, Carol was right...every breath reeked of her beer tainted flatulence...it clung to my sinuses like tar...permeated them...enveloped them, adding to the misery of my existence. I could hear a mop being swished along the floor and someone humming to themselves. Every breath I took still burned like blowing air over an open sore...my neck hurt from being at an un natural angle under Carol's ass for so long. I don't know how long I was out for...but my breath still rattled as though fluid remained in my lungs and I could feel my face was still raw from being sat on.
Suddenly the door opened. The huge, overweight janitress waddled in, leaning her mop against the wall, and locking the door behind her. *Grrrowwl---rrrumble--grrkkk--orrowow* Her stomach sound like a trio of Bengal tigers chained to a stake...pulling at their chains to devour their prey.
"Whooowee ol' girl...I dunno whut I dun went and eat today, but *grrrwwwll--grrrnk* OHH my guts is bubblin like a witches cauldron. I'm gonna take off these ol sweaty britches and sit on yo face for a good long spell an I'm gonna let alllll this rumblin out all relaxed like. It is gonna stiiiIIIINK I reckon....and girly, you gonna smell it, smell it SMELL-IT until I git done. And uh...jus 'tween you an me...I'd say hello to yo maker...cuz....I don't think you gonna survive...haha...." Jackie said, as she peeled off her sausage casing pants and underwear, and undulated her girth towards me...making the bed protest in loud creaks as she got on and began to position her MASSIVE ass over my poor tortured head...
Looking up, I saw the rolls of fat making up her back, and her enormous round backside. She slapped it audibly as she looked back over her shoulder giving me a big, mean spirited, condescending smile, and began to squat. As she did so..her cheeks separated and I could see inside their dark confines...the closer they got, their moist warmth washed over me like the uncomfortable trip outside of an air conditioned mall on a humid July day.
My face slipped between her cheeks easily, disappearing from view along with most of my torso under her humungous form. The inside of her buttocks were slick as grease from her sweat and smelled like the underside of an outhouse. Her weight settling on my skull was overwhelming...and the rumbling inside her belly was all I could hear.
"Hmmm..there we go...all nice an comfy. Get ready to eat my staink you ol bat, cuz shugah, I ain't gettin off a yo face." Said Jackie..her cruel, smug words seemed to turn her on, as her breathing quickened in anticipation of what she was about to subject me to.
*GRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrnnt!!* *PHHARROOMP!* *PRRROOMMP!* *Grrrrrnnt! *GRRRRRNT!* *GRRRRRRRNT!* "Ohh hohoho!! Looord up ABOVE tha's HOT ain't it girly?" chuckled Jackie through her first barrage.
I wish I had the descriptive powers to convey to you what this enormous woman's gas felt like as it scalded my airways. The force of it was destructive enough on it's own...in minutes I felt several of my air sacs burst under the strain. It was so humid and moisture filled, it felt like an aerosol of stink particles from some demonic sprinkler was forcing endless waves of sulphur droplets into my nose. Every ONE of Jackies farts had the same volume as five of any other of the attendants who used my face as a seat cushion, and the pile of fermented waste lining her intestines raised the temperature of her emissions to the point of blistering.
"Ha ha ha...whooo WEE...you ain't seen NOTHIN yet granny!! " *FRRRRRRRRNT!!* *FRRROOOMMMP!!* *BRRRRowowowow...owowowow.....RRROOOMP!!* Ahhhhhhhh.. *GRRRRNT*. *GRRRRRRNT*...*GRRRRRRRRNNT* ahhhhhhhhh
The sizzling, steaming bursts of methane shot into my nose as forcefully as a leaf blower. PLEASE let my suffering end!! Won't SOMEONE please walk in and-
CHRIST!! The pain!! The STENCH!! My alveoli begin to pop like bubble wrap after each cruel torrent...my lungs feel like someone emptied a nest of angry HORNETS into them..*sob*...and she just...won't ....sto-
*GRRRRRRRRRNNFF-BRRRRRRRUMMP!!* "Ohhhh missy...they's just gettin worse an WORSE..hahahaha!"
My prayers going unanswered...the utter ruin of my life-giving lungs under the force of cubic meters of rancid fermentation biproduct...the pain itself overwhelming my nervous system...I succumb slowly to the undulating thunder of this giant hog of a woman sat on my bones...my tears serve only to add to the bubbling..flubbering sounds of her meaty cheeks slapping against mine...as she gasses me over, and over and over again...not even realizing I passed away under her until nearly a full twenty minutes later. At least now...unlike the last hopeless years of my life spent abandoned by friend and family alike I will know peace.