Vesper’s and Stephen’s House:
Vesper was exhausted by the time she and Stephen arrived home. She was informed that a nurse would be coming by to check on her. This way Stephen didn’t have to take time off from work. The club was paying for the nurse and told Stephen and Vesper to enjoy her services.

Stephen pushes Vesper into the house in a wheelchair. He made a temporary ramp for her steps, so they could be removed when she was feeling better and walking on her own. Vesper looks around her living room where her brother attacked her and notices the damage that had been fixed.

“I am so glad to be home.” Vesper hated being in the hospital.

She fingered the collar around her neck. She was so happy to have her gold choker back around her neck. She noticed when her collar was refastened around her neck that someone had added four diamonds to it. Two diamonds were on the left-hand side of the script that said she was the club’s sex slave, and two more diamonds had been added on the right-hand side of the words.

“I’m glad you are back as well, sweetie.” Stephen scoops Vesper up out of the wheelchair and sets her down on one of the recliners they recently bought just for her.

The recliner lifted and tilted forward to help her stand until her damaged knee was strong enough to support her. Once, she was sitting in her recliner, relaxing. Stephen went back out to Vesper’s SUV and brought in all the flowers, plants, balloons, and stuffed animals that club members had brought to the hospital.

He brought in all the sexy lingerie and nightgowns certain women of the club brought for Vesper to wear while she was in the hospital. They didn’t want their sex slave to be wearing plain old paper gowns or ordinary gowns. Vesper knew that since she had become a member of the swinger club, she had become a high-class call girl.

The thing was, she enjoyed being the club’s sex slave and doing whatever they wanted her to do. Sure, it wasn’t the right thing to do, but she enjoyed making people happy. She still did her photography, but fulfilling men and women's sexual needs was satisfying to her as well.

Once Stephen had brought everything in, he went into the kitchen and prepared some dinner for the two of them. Vesper starts writing thank-you cards to everyone who sent her flowers and such. When supper is done, Stephen cleans up the kitchen and comes into the living room to relax with Vesper. He notices she was looking a little doopy from taking her pain medicine.

“Alright, off to bed with you, sleepy smurf.” Stephen scoops Vesper up off the recliner and helps her change out of her street clothes and into her night clothes.

He lays her down in bed and strips out of his clothes. He doesn’t wear anything to bed. He slides into bed behind Vesper and wraps his arms around her and kisses her neck and nibbles on her ear. He could feel Vesper melting and relaxing against him.

Around six in the morning, Stephen and Vesper are woken up by the doorbell ringing. Stephen rubs his eyes to clear the sleep away and grabs his house robe. He walks towards the front door and peeks through the peephole. He spots a person wearing a white nurse's hat on the other side of the door. He wonders who this person could be as he opens the door.

Nurse Nightingale stood outside of the house she had been sent to. She was told that the person she would be caring for and doing other things for was the club’s sex slave and to do whatever needed to be done to nurse her back to health. She fingers the red cross symbol on her choker around her neck. The agency she worked for had certain standards that all its employees were supposed to live up to.

Becky is surprised when the door opens, and Stephen stands on the other side. She had seen him down at the clubhouse a few times and loved how muscular he was.

Stephen looks at the woman standing before him. She was wearing a short white nurse's gown that barely covered her private area, along with thigh-high white socks and white sneakers. He noticed that her hat had the red cross symbol on it, and around her neck was a choker similar to Vesper’s, in a silvery metal, with the white cross symbol sitting in the middle of her neck.

“Can I help you, ma’am?” Stephen was curious as he looked at the young woman.

“Yes, I’m Nurse Becky Nightingale, and my agency sent me to look after Mrs. Vesper White. I’m a registered RN, and I wanted to let you know that the club is paying for my services. They wanted to make sure your wife got the best care.” A pleasing smile appears on Becky’s face when she looks at Stephen.

“I should have known. Please, come in, Nurse Nightingale.” Stephen steps aside to let Becky in.

“Thank you, sir.” Becky walks by Stephen with a wiggle to her walk.

A smirk appears on Stephen’s face when he notices how short the dress was that Becky was wearing. If she bent over the wrong way, it would expose her deer rear.

“So, what exactly are your services and qualifications, Mrs. Nightingale?” Stephen wonders what Becky was told to do.

Becky stops and looks at Stephen. “Anything that will help Mrs. O'Sullivan’s recover faster. I’m a fully trained RN and have worked at several clinics and hospitals. As for my other talents, I’ll employ them if they are needed to help Mrs. O’Sullivan.”

“Do you normally dress like you are for your other clients?” Stephen was curious.

“If you mean like a sexy slutty nurse? Only when the Swinger Club employs me. Mrs. O’Sullivan is special to them, and they want to ensure she receives the best care. The agency I work for has two levels of RNs in its employment. Some of our nurses don’t particularly like doing what I do. Then there are those of us who enjoy helping others like your wife recover, and will do anything to make sure that happens.” Nurse Nightingale knew some people didn’t approve of what she and several other nurses did.

“Well, Vesper is still sleeping. Would you like some coffee until she awakes?” Stephen knew he needed to get ready for work.

“Yes, please.” Nurse Nightingale followed Stephen into the kitchen and watched him brew some coffee.

After coffee, Nurse Nightingale learns what Vesper likes for breakfast and prepares it. She also helps Stephen prepare for work. She learns as much as she can about Vesper and Stephen. She watches him kiss Vesper on the cheek and leave afterward.

When Vesper wakes up, she notices the young woman dressed in a short nurse's dress. She also notices the silver-colored collar going around the young woman’s neck. The two of them get to talking, and Vesper learns exactly what the young woman’s job will be.

Vesper does notice that every time Becky bends over, her dress rides up. It exposes her milky white bare butt cheeks and the white thong she is wearing underneath her clothes. When the young woman gives her a massage, Vesper feels Becky’s hands explore her body in ways no masseuse has ever touched her.

When Becky has Vesper turn over, she is lying on her back. She couldn’t resist how big and shapely Vesper’s breasts are. She loved how they looked and how Vesper’s nipples stiffened under her touch. She looked into Vesper’s eyes. “May I touch them, please?”

A smirk appears on Vesper’s face. “Yes, you may.”

Becky starts massaging them and playing with them. She lowers her mouth onto Vesper’s nipple and starts sucking on it. She teases and sucks on the nipple, trying to make Vesper produce milk.

Vesper feels something deep inside her stir awake, and she feels a tingling sensation in her breasts. She feels them react to how Becky is treating them. She holds Becky’s head closer to her breast. “Drink up, my baby.”

Just as Vesper says those words, milk squirts into Becky’s hungry mouth. She was surprised when milk squirted from Vesper's breast. She swallows the thick, creamy, sweet-tasting milk as she feels Vesper hold her head closer to her chest.

Becky carefully climbs onto Vesper's body, so as not to cause her any harm, and lies down on top of her as she drinks the warm milk squirting into her mouth. Memories of when Becky was little and used to nurse from her mother’s breasts surface. She can feel her mind going back to those days.

When the breast she is sucking on empties, she automatically moves to the other one. She shimmies out of the thong she is wearing with her hands and rubs against Vesper’s vaginal lips. Before long, she feels Vesper holding her tighter against her chest.

“Just drink, sweetie. Mommy is right here.” Vesper strokes Becky’s short light brown hair.