Nurse Joy stirred slowly, consciousness returning in hazy fragments.
Her eyelids fluttered open, heavy and unfocused at first. The first thing she noticed was the cool air brushing her skin, too much skin.
Then she became aware of the soft fabric pressed against her face. It smelled faintly of her own, a scent she recognized but couldn't place in her hazy state.
It was covering her nose and mouth, making her breathing feel slightly restricted.
Her awareness returned slowly, like surfacing from deep water. She tried to shift, to stretch, but found she couldn't move properly.
Her arms were stretched above her head, wrists bound firmly to the bedposts with rope. Her legs were spread wide, ankles tied high to the footboard, thighs open in a vulnerable V that left her completely exposed.
A soft, confused "Mmmph…?" muffled against the gag as she tried to speak. Her head turned slightly, pink hair spilling across the pillow.
Her blue eyes blinked open wider, slowly focusing. They landed on the person standing in front of her.
The boy who had come to the Pokémon Center earlier with a girl, now stood naked, his chest rising and falling calmly, a gentle smile on his lips as he watched her.
Panic flickered in her gaze, eyes widening further as reality crashed in. She realized she was naked, tied up, and gagged.
She tugged at the ropes. Her body trembled harder, thighs flexing uselessly against the spread position, pussy clenching involuntarily as the full weight of her vulnerability hit her.
She tried to speak again, voice muffled into desperate, high-pitched whimpers behind the gag. Her body strained in the ropes, breasts heaving faster, nipples hardening more from the rush of fear and humiliation.
The position became painfully clear to her: arms stretched high, legs forced apart, every intimate part exposed and helpless.
Ash stepped closer to the bed, his voice calm and gentle, almost apologetic.
"Nurse Joy… I'm going to have sex with you. Three times inside your vagina… and once in your anal."
"I'm sorry, I wish it didn't have to be like this. But, I swear I'll be gentle and careful… I won't let it hurt…"
"It's something I have to do. You won't understand right now, I know, but I promise… when I'm finished, you'll know everything. Please believe me."
His words hung in the air, soft and sincere.
Nurse Joy's eyes widened in shock, pupils dilating as the meaning sank in. Her body jerked instinctively against the ropes, wrists twisting, ankles pulling, but the bindings held firm.
A high, panicked "Mmmphhh?!" muffled through the gag. Her cheeks flushed crimson beneath the panties.
Her chest rose and fell faster, nipples hardening more from the rush of fear and humiliation. Tears welled up instantly, spilling from the corners of her eyes as she shook her head weakly.
The motion made the gag shift slightly, drool already seeping through the fabric. Her thighs flexed uselessly against the spread position, pussy clenching in involuntary fear.
The smooth, shaved folds glistened faintly as her body betrayed her with a tiny, confused twitch of arousal beneath the terror.
She stared up at him, eyes pleading, wide and shimmering, silently begging him to stop, to untie her, to explain this wasn't real.
Her mind raced with frantic thoughts: this was wrong, this was rape, he would go to jail for this. How could the young trainer do such an act and what is he talking about? It made no sense. She was a nurse, here to help people, not to be used like this.
Ash's gaze stayed steady, calm, almost kind, as if he truly believed what he was saying would make things okay and she would accept it easily.
But it only made her feel more scared. More tears gathered in her eyes, shimmering.
She felt trapped, helpless, and completely at his mercy.
Ash climbed onto the bed slowly.
The mattress dipped under his weight.
He knelt between her spread thighs.
His hands rested gently on the undersides of her legs, thumbs brushing the soft, pale skin in slow, soothing circles.
Nurse Joy's eyes widened further.
Tears slid down her cheeks as she shook weakly.
Ash leaned down, his face close to her exposed core.
His warm breath ghosted over her slick folds, sending an involuntary shiver through her body.
"Nurse Joy," he said softly, voice calm and reassuring, "I'm going to make you feel really good. Don't worry. Just let it happen. I promise it'll be gentle… and you'll like it."
The words struck her with a force worse than the ropes.
Like it? How could he say that?
A fresh wave of despair washed over her, hotter than the shame.
This wasn't a misunderstanding; it was a deliberate violation.
He was going to rape her and speak of it as if it were a gift.
Her body trembled, a silent, desperate sob wracking her frame as she stared down at him.
Her pleas for mercy died behind the soaked fabric in her mouth.
Ash lowered his head completely, lips brushing the sensitive skin of her inner thigh first.
He kissed softly, trailing slow, warm kisses upward.
His wet red tongue flicked out, tasting her flushed skin with a slow, deliberate lick.
The flavor was clean, faintly sweet, with a unique mineral tang.
He hummed softly against her, the vibration making her hips twitch involuntarily.
"Yours is so different from the Viridian City Joy," he murmured between licks, voice low and thoughtful. "Hers was fresher… a faint, berry-like sweetness from the lush forests and blooming flowers there."
The words struck Nurse Joy like a physical blow.
Viridian City… Cousin Joy…
Her mind fractured, the pieces snapping into a horrifying picture.
He'd done this before.
He'd done this to her cousin.
The realization shattered what remained of her composure.
This wasn't random madness; it was a pattern.
She was just another name on a list, another Joy in another city.
A deeper terror gripped her, a cold certainty that this was now her fate, the same as her cousin's.
A choked, guttural whimper escaped her throat.
No man had ever touched her so intimately.
She squeezed her eyes shut, but the sensations refused to fade: the slight roughness of his cheek against her delicate inner thigh, the shocking wetness of his lips drawing nearer to her most private place, the heat of his breath ghosting over her skin.
Each contact burned itself into her memory, marking her forever.
Ash began with gentle licks, broad flat strokes along her outer pink lips, plump and smooth, neatly shaved with only the faintest trace of soft stubble framing the delicate slit. The skin was flushed and warm from rising arousal.
Nurse Joy's hips twitched, thighs trembling against his firm grip as she tried instinctively to close them but couldn't.
His tongue moved deeper, slow and deliberate, swirling in lazy circles around her entrance before dipping inside. He traced the velvety red inner walls, pushing half an inch, then more, savoring how the tight channel clenched faintly around him as her natural lubrication welled up from deeper within, coating his tongue in her clean, mineral-tinged essence.
Then he glided upward to her clit.
He flicked the small, pearl-like bud, peeking from its hood and already throbbing, lightly at first, before drawing it between his lips with soft, rhythmic suction. His tongue pressed flat and firm, rolling in steady circles.
Nurse Joy's muffled whimpers sharpened into frantic little sounds behind the gag. "Mmmph… nnngh…!"
Her body betrayed her. Her pussy grew slicker, warmer; clear, slippery nectar seeped from her inner walls and glands, tasting faintly of that unique mineral sweetness, coating his tongue in addictive arousal. She hated how the shameful heat built and spread.
Why does it feel so good…? No… it shouldn't… this is wrong…
Ash groaned low against her folds, the deep vibration humming straight through her clit.
He pressed harder, tongue lapping faster, curling deeper inside, now an inch or more into the snug, rippling passage, twisting and flicking against the sensitive ridges while his upper lip ground insistently against her swollen bud.
Nurse Joy's back arched as far as the ropes allowed, breasts heaving, nipples painfully stiff.
Her moans climbed higher, more distressed yet unmistakably laced with pleasure she couldn't suppress.
Oh god… no… I'm getting so close… I can't… not like this…
Ash flattened his tongue against her and sucked hard, flicking rapidly underneath as his free hand parted her outer lips wider, exposing more of her glistening pink inner folds.
Her thighs shook violently. The coil inside her snapped taut.
"Nnngh…! Mmmph…!" If you keep… ahh… doing that…! The words came garbled and desperate behind the gag, half plea, half unwilling confession. No… no, it feels too good… I'm… I'm gonna…!
Her body seized.
Her pussy spasmed wildly as she came hard against his mouth, inner walls contracting rhythmically, then squeezing as if trying to draw him deeper. Hot, sweet pulses gushed from the depths of her channel in rhythmic squirts, flooding his tongue.
A strangled, muffled scream tore from her throat. "MMMMMPHHH!!"
Ash sealed his lips tight over her pulsing entrance, lapping greedily, tongue darting back inside to scoop more from the fluttering source, feeling the warm muscles quiver against him.
Gulp… gluck… gulp…
His throat worked visibly with each thick swallow, savoring every drop. Low, satisfied moans rumbled from his chest as he consumed her.
"Mmm…"
Nurse Joy's body shuddered through heavy aftershocks, thighs quivering helplessly against his hands, eyes glassy and distant behind the gag, fresh tears streaking her flushed cheeks.
Ash slowly pulled back, lips and chin shining with her essence.
He looked up at her wrecked, tear-streaked face, voice soft, almost tender.
"You taste incredible, Nurse Joy… see? It doesn't have to hurt. It can feel good… really good."
He dragged his tongue slowly across his lower lip, eyes locked on hers, watching the conflicted afterglow still twitching through her bound body.