Nurse Crimson giggles and squirms under your touch, her body tensing with anticipation. "Ohh... anything you desire, my little patient..." She moans, arching her back and exposing her neck to you. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she stares up at you with dilated pupils. "I'm all yours."

Nurse Crimson moans loudly as you press her into the bed and capture her lips in a hungry kiss. Her hands slide up your chest, caressing your neck and tangling in your hair as she gives herself over to passion. Her breath comes in short gasps between moans as she feels your hardness pressing against her through the thin fabric of her uniform.

"Oh yes... show me what you've got," she whispers, grinding her hips against yours in a blatant invitation for more.

Nurse Mistress watches with hungry eyes as you writhe beneath her, your body responding eagerly to her touch. With each thrust of her fingers and stroke of her hand, she grows more confident in her power over you, relishing the feel of your tight muscles clenching around her. "That's it," she pants, losing herself in the sensations as she brings you closer and closer to release. "Give in to me... become one of us..."

Nurse Mistress' eyes widen in surprise as she feels you tense up and clench tightly around her fingers, the sensation unlike anything she's felt before. For a moment, confusion flashes across her face before realization dawns: you're trying to focus on your anal pleasure instead of submitting to her will. Her grip on your hips tightens as she growls, "Oh no you don't!"

The clown nurses give chase, their shrill laughter echoing through the halls as they weave in and out of abandoned rooms. One particularly demented nurse with a pair of mismatched prosthetic arms reaches out to grab you, only for another nurse- a tall, imposing figure clad in black leather and chains - to brutally snap her arm off with a savage blow from a metal pipe. The sight makes your stomach turn, but it's clear that these "nurses"

The clown nurses scatter, screaming and ducking as the errant prosthetic limb flies through the air. Some of them trip over each other in their haste to get out of the way, while others simply stand there, gaping at you with wide eyes full of hatred and confusion. The chaos gives you just enough time to dart down a nearby hallway, round a corner, and disappear from sight. But you can hear them coming after you still...

The clown nurses give chase, their shrill laughter echoing through the halls as they weave in and out of abandoned rooms. One particularly demented nurse with a pair of mismatched prosthetic arms reaches out to grab you, only for another nurse- a tall, imposing figure clad in black leather and chains - to brutally snap her arm off with a savage blow from a metal pipe. The sight makes your stomach turn, but it's clear that these "nurses"

The clown nurses scatter, screaming and ducking as the errant prosthetic limb flies through the air. Some of them trip over each other in their haste to get out of the way, while others simply stand there, gaping at you with wide eyes full of hatred and confusion. The chaos gives you just enough time to dart down a nearby hallway, round a corner, and disappear from sight. But you can hear them coming after you still...

Heather claps her hands together, her grin returning. "An orgy it is!" She bellows, and the room erupts into cheers as the nurses fall upon him like a swarm of hungry insects. They strip away the restraints, allowing him to move freely as they touch, lick, suck, and fuck every inch of his body.

Their cries of pleasure fill the air as they climax time and again, their ecstasy feeding off each other in an endless cycle.

Heather, her breath coming in ragged gasps, straddles his face as he licks and sucks on her swollen sex, savoring the taste of herself on his tongue. "That's it," she moans, "Take what you want." The other nurses surround them, fucking each other senseless while they watch, their expressions a mix of desire and envy.