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a leisurely drive around the small town and was pleased to see that the
place was being well maintained. He drove the fence line and saw no
breeches. He waved at a couple of technicians working on part of the
fence but kept going. Engaging with anyone outside the wire was strictly forbidden. Flagg didn't want his experiment contaminated by outside
influences.

He arrived at the dump to see Dale Snitterman bulldozing the pile of
garbage into a huge hole dug by Buddy Flintock and Victor Benning using
the digger and the font-end loader. They were sitting on one of the big
yellow machines smoking and taking delight at Sam's discomfort as she
picked her way around the slowly diminishing mound of garbage ticking
useless boxes on a useless form that Bill would file and forget about.

She saw Bill pull up in the jeep and go over to Buddy and Victor and bum
a cigarette. His mood had changed and he appeared amicable and
talkative. He joined in the laughter at Sam's discomfort and her cheeks
burnt with rage.

When the garbage had been buried and a cap of topsoil placed over it,
compacted by the machinery, the job was done. Buddy and Victor went back
to the workshop, they had a generator to service and Dale went back to
the Cobalt Café to prepare the evening meal. Everyone had been provided
with lack lunches today because the dump detail was an all-day job.

Sam was walking back to the infirmary when Bill Brody pulled up beside
her in his jeep.

"Hop in Sam, I'll give you a ride," he said cheerfully enough.

Sam strode on indignantly looking at the ground, ignoring him. She was
fuming.

"Ok. Get in the jeep Nurse Steele before I jump out and throw your tiny
ass in the passenger seat anyway," Bill said pleasantly enough.

Sam climbed into the jeep and sulked all the way to the infirmary were
she hopped out of the jeep and went inside with Bill following.

"I stink and that was a pointless exercise. Any one of those guys could
have filled in this paperwork," she tossed the clipboard on the desk.

The form was an Excelsior Mining Company proforma listing the date the
task was undertaken, the location, the amount of garbage buried, the
main composition of the fill, which in this case was just household
trash, and the depth to which it was buried. All mundane information but important to a mining company who was regularly scrutinised for their
dumping practices and audited accordingly. As the Excelsior Mining
Company no longer had a lease on Villawood the whole exercise was moot.

"More busywork as punishment for me airing my views," Sam began to undo
her smock and Bill watched her, amused by her indignity as always.

"If you had been wearing that nurse's uniform I wouldn't have made you
do the job because it would have been impractical," Bill had followed
Sam into the staff ablutions and pointed to a pristine white nurse's
uniform hanging from one of the lockers on a coat hanger.

"I keep telling you I'm a Corpsman not a nurse!" Sam stamped her bare
foot and shucked out of her scrub pants and stood before him dressed
only in her panties.

"Take a shower, fix your face and put on the fucking nurse's uniform,"
Bill said calmly but forcefully.

"Or what Bill? You'll belt me into it!" Sam hissed.

"Your choice Sam," Bill smiled at her sweetly and she hated him for it.

Bill amused himself in the infirmary while Sam showered, put on her
makeup and dressed. The crisp white nurse's uniform fitted her
perfectly, belted around her slim waist, open at the collar to show her clavicles a little and the pleated skirt kissed her knees, her legs
swathed in opaque white stockings and her feet shod in the white high
heels Bill had obligingly brought from her house. She fitted the little
cap to her hair and checked herself out in the mirror.

If she there was ever male patient in this infirmary, this was the nurse
he wanted tending to his needs. Sam couldn't help but admire herself
even though she was pissed that once again Bill Brody had gotten his way.

When she came into the infirmary Bill Brody's breath was taken away. He
pulled Sam into his arms and kissed her. She didn't return his kiss even
though she enjoyed being held in his arms and his sweet tender kisses.

"You look beautiful. You look so elegant when you dress for the
Copperlode so why won't you dress like this for me during the working
week?" Bill nuzzled her neck and Sam shivered with desire.

"You run hot and cold Bill. One minute you can't get enough of me but
when you're done with me you treat me like I'm a burden," Sam replied.

"Done with you?" Bill's brow furrowed.

"When you've finished having sex," Sam blushed.

Bill's temper began to broil.

"We haven't had sex," Bill hissed.

"Then what do you call it?" Sam couldn't help needling him.

"Ok let's have sex," Bill grinned at her and Sam was suddenly shocked.

She'd pushed his buttons one too many times.

Bill pulled Sam into his arms and kissed her passionately and she
couldn't help but respond. He was handsome and such a good kisser and
hadn't she yearned for him last night? Didn't she yearn for him now?

She opened her mouth and accepted his tongue and offered her own. She
had to stand on tiptoes but Bill held her tight and supported her. Sam
was trepidatious. Bill had told her they were going to have sex but what
was that going to entail? She decided that she would take the lead and
ensure they enjoyed each other without any need for her to feel
degraded. A little mutual masturbation maybe? She was even willing to
fellate him.

Sam could feel Bill's cock pressing into her and she unbuttoned his
fatigues and freed his manhood. It was steely hard and dripping precum
which she used to lubricate the shaft and glands and slowly stroked it.
It felt so sleek and powerful in her fingers as she traced the veins,
caressed the corona of his glans, tickled his frenulum and massaged the droplets of pre-ejaculate that she milked from it into his flesh.

Her own cock had sprung free and was tenting her panties. She was so
enamoured and excited by him. The turmoil in him was excruciating but
when he held her and caressed her and showed her how much he desired her
she couldn't help but succumb to his will.

Bill surprised her when he opened the top buttons of her tunic and
pulled down the cups of her lace bra to expose her flat chest. He
nuzzled a nipple and it radiated a seductive sensation that she hadn't
felt before. He moved to her other nipple and suckled it and she cradled
his head. He used his lips and his tongue to suckle it and gently nipped
it with his teeth which sent little shocks of delight through her torso.
Sam was surprised that Bill would have any interest in her bosom but she
liked what he was doing there.

She went back to stroking his cock which was poking her in the belly and
she redirected it so that it was trapped between her thighs and she
closed her legs around it so Bill could rub it on her white silk
stockings. Bill delighted in the feel of the delicate hose on his flesh;
they were so soft and silky. He returned his face to hers and drank in
her beauty before he kissed her.

Sam put her hands around his neck and returned his kisses and swayed
back and forth so that Bill was effectively fucking her thighs. The top
of his cock was pressing against her nylon panties and unknown to him
rubbing on her scrotum. It was Sam's plan that she would bring him to
extremis this way. She knew that he loved to rub his cock on her
stockings and this way she could come with him and he would never know
that she was ejaculating along with him when he saturated her stocking
tops and panties with his semen as he climaxed.

But Sam had miscalculated. Bill pressed Sam into the stainless steel examination table and it was digging uncomfortably into the small of her
back.

But not for long because Bill lifted Sam off her feet and set her down
on the table. She automatically wrapped her legs around him and drew him
close, still kissing him, still keeping her arms wrapped around his neck holding him tightly. She hardly noticed him unbuckling his belt and
dropping his pants to the floor until her nylon-sheathed thighs rubbed
on his muscled hairy legs.

She opened his shirt and helped him take it off along with his skivvies
and she raked her fingers across his chest wanting to feel his ripped
body. He felt so warm, hard and masculine and the more masculine he
felt, the more feminine she felt. Bill gazed down at her as Sam raked
her red fingernails across his torso, delighting in the feel of her
nails scratching him. His cock was rampant, a rope of silvery precum
oozed from the eye.

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He wanted this woman so bad and now he was going to take her.

Sam screamed in surprise and shock when Bill pried her legs wide open
and exposed her white nylon panties. He ignored the package bulging the
front of her panties and took in the vista of Sam's legs spread wide,
encased in the white silk nurse's stockings, the bands at the top a
creamy white, almost the same colour as her flesh, clipped to her
garters. The gusset of her panties hiding the secret he was searching for.

He pulled her legs higher and pushed Sam back so that her buttocks were exposed, encased in those sexy white panties.

"No Bill, don't!" Sam pleaded as Bill eased aside the crotch of her
panties guided his hard cock to her puckered bud.

Sam screamed as Bill's cock pierced her virgin sphincter. His
pre-ejaculate eased his entrance a little but not much and Sam felt like
she was being torn open when Bill's cock slipped past her puckered bud.

"Take it out Bill please. It's killing me!" Sam sobbed.

But Bill couldn't even if he wanted to. Seeing Sam lying on her back,
her long sexy legs high in the air, her buttocks brazenly displayed, her
dress hiked up, her pretty face painted and framed by that brunette
pixie cut was a sight beholden. He leaned down to kiss her but Sam shook
her head violently, tears streaming down her face.

Bill pushed and another inch went inside Sam's tight anus and this time
she screamed so loud that it hurt his ears. Sam's tight ass clenching
his hard cock felt so good but he knew that he was hurting her. Raping
her. She pushed against him and beat his chest with her fists and kicked
her legs, trying to break free but he held her tightly.

Bill's cock felt like a hot steel rod had been driven into her anus and
the pain was excruciating. She struggled as much as she could but Bill
held her down on the examination table and she was certain that he was
not going to stop. Then it occurred to her where they were and that her salvation was at hand.

"Stop please Bill and I can make this better for you," Sam breathed
around the pain, trying to reason with him.

"No! I like it," Bill smiled down at her wickedly.

"The top drawer. There is a tube of lubricant for rectal examinations.
Take it out and use it. It will be better for us both," Sam said through gritted teeth hoping he would see reason.

Bill stopped what he was doing and opened the drawer and searched for
the item while Sam lay there feeling utterly degraded with her legs in
the air, impaled on three inches of Sam Brody's cock, waiting
impatiently for him to find some lube.

"Is this it?" Bill held up the blue and white tube and Sam nodded
vigorously.

Bill extracted his penis from her anus and it hurt almost as much as
when he had pushed it inside her and Sam winced.

"Here; you do it," Bill unscrewed the cap and pressed the tube into her
hand.

Sam had to suffer the degradation of slathering Bill's cock with the
lubricant but she made sure she applied a thick layer.

"Put it in," Bill smiled down at her sweetly.

Now she had to suffer the humiliation of actually guiding Bill's cock
into her asshole.

She put the glans of Bill's penis on her sphincter and closed her eyes
in anticipation of the excruciating pain.

Instead Bill rubbed his lubricated cock on her puckered bud and little
ripples of pleasure began to bloom from her sphincter.

"Oh my," Sam gasped; surprised at how wonderful it felt.

Bill kissed her and Sam returned the kiss. This was wonderful. It was a
very unique and surprising situation and Sam was surprised that it could
feel so good. When Bill thought Sam was ready her kissed her harder and
gently pushed a third of his cock inside her tight channel, the
lubricant easing his way.

Sam gave a muffled cry into Bill's mouth when he pierced her but the
pain was fleeting. She felt a fullness that was uncomfortable but
intangibly nice. Uncomfortable turned to wonderful when Bill eased the
rest of his cock inside her and his glans pressed on her prostate.

Being a Corpsman with some medical knowledge Sam knew about the prostate
gland and its function. She knew that it could be massaged and milked
but didn't know about the wonderful sensations it produced until Bill
began to slowly fuck her.

Sam wriggled her buttocks on the thin mattress to get into a more
comfortable position and when Bill was fucking her just right she locked
her legs around him and wriggled her buttocks to encourage him. She had
never dreamed that being fucked in the ass could be so pleasurable.
Ringlets of pleasure radiated from her sphincter and melded with deep pleasurable pulses of delight that Bill wrenched from her prostate every
time he thrust into her. She could feel his cock fill her anus and it
felt wonderful, powerful and sublime.

Sam felt ultra-feminine and submissive, but also somehow strangely
powerful as Bill kissed her passionately and held her close as he fucked
her with long slow strokes that produced wondrous sensations that she
had never felt before. Her cock was throbbing in her panties and every
time Bill thrust into her his belly pressed on her panty-clad penis
causing her double pleasure.

She want's sure if Bill was aware of this and she didn't care. She just
wanted him to keep fucking her, keep kissing her, keep holding her and
staring into her emerald green eyes as she returned the loving gaze into
his icy blue eyes. They weren't just fucking they were making love.

Bill began to increase the tempo as he felt his orgasm approaching and
Sam lifted her buttocks higher off the mattress to encourage him.

"Fuck me Bill! Come in me Bill! Oh my god!" Sam screamed.

She orgasmed first. Bill's cock driving in and out of her tight slick
back passage, his shaft grinding on her sphincter, his glans assaulting
her prostate, his belly rubbing on her panty-clad cock, combined with
the feel of his body and his passionate kisses caused her to climax in a
way that she had never experienced before. Her anus was a ball of
intense pleasure and her cock throbbed and jittered as it spewed her
load into her panties.

Bill felt Sam convulse as she climaxed and it triggered his own orgasm.
He drove his cock in and out of her tight anus, jackhammering it as it
pulsed and throbbed and blasted her ass full of his hot spend.

The two lovers clung to each other as divine rapture coursed through
their bodies. Sam raked her nails on Bill's back and her heels grazed
his flanks, Bill bit and sucked Sam's neck, bruising her delicate flesh
but to her it felt wonderful and salacious. She locked her legs around
him to hold him close and she kissed him, wrapping her arms around him,
feeling him inside her, never wanting to let him go. Bill had never felt
so blissful and contented.

The lovers cradled each other until they started to cramp and then they reluctantly disengaged, a little embarrassed at what they had done. Bill
saw the puddle of semen in Sam's panties and saw that some of it was
smeared on his belly. His semen was dribbling from her sphincter and he
quickly pulled Sam's panties back into place to absorb the mess leaking
from her ass.

He reached for a handful of clinical sheets from the dispenser on the
wall behind the examination table and wiped at his belly and crotch and snatched another handful and pressed them into Sam's hand.

"Clean yourself up honey," he whispered but there was no tenderness in
his inflection.

Sam felt Bill's coldness.

How could a man who had committed the most intimate act with her, shown
her such tenderness and invoked such pleasure from her, suddenly be so
cold and distant? It was happening and again and once again it rankled
Sam and brought forth all the insecurities, doubts and distrust that she
had felt previously. When Bill was considerate and loving it justified
the feelings she felt existing as Samantha but when he became cold and
distant in made her feel insecure. Even when he used his belt on her it demonstrated that he had an interest in her but this cold indifference
that was the aftermath of every intimate moment was insufferably vexing.

Sam climbed off the examination table and gingerly made her way to the
staff ablutions. She dropped her drawers and immediately noticed the
unsightly stain in her panties and she gingerly picked them up with her
thumb and forefinger and dropped them in the trash.

She had the undignified pleasure of taking a warm soapy facecloth to her
nether regions and giving them a good clean while she held her skirts
out of the way. She fished a fresh pair on panties out her locker and
stepped into them, buttoned the front of her dress, straightened her
skirts and fixed her makeup.

On the way out she stopped at the dispensary than she walked all the way
to Bill's office where he was sitting at his desk staring at the ceiling.

Sam walked past Wendy Meakins without saying a word and stormed into
Bill's office.

"This is for you," She dropped the two packages of K-Y Jelly on his desk.

"And this is for me," she held up a douche consisting of a white hard
plastic nozzle and bright red rubber bulb.

She dropped the douche into her handbag, turned on her heels and stormed
out.

Wendy witnessed the exchange and stood in the doorway laughing until
Bill told her to fuck off.

end page 4, end Ch. 3
To be continued

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