Chapter Five
Nightmare Caregiver
It’s shortly after I’ve been put to bed for the evening that I feel my worse-than-useless c**k begin to twitch. Within a minute it’s over-swelling its painful confinement.
I groan with despair. Not again! I know without question both what she’s done to me and what’s coming next. A little extra medicine (Viagra) ground up into my nighttime snack means my monstrous caregiver plans to take her selfish pleasure from me yet again.
Since my spinal injury I can only move my head, neck, shoulders and parts of my arms. My hands don’t work and I have to wear a condom catheter taped to my d**k so I don’t piss the bed. That changes any attempted erection from a yearning pleasure into an ordeal of only agonized frustration. It’s not like I can ever jerk myself off a
