EXTRACT FOR
Husband Trainers
(Miranda Birch)

Geoff Hawkins came to and sat up slowly, still groggy. Where the hell was he? Then he saw the three women, in tight-fighting -- nurse's uniforms? Eh? He wasn't in hospital, was he? And the size of them! Geoff Hawkins couldn't believe the sheer size of these gargantuan women. Well over six foot, each one; and, while not exactly fat, bloody big all the same. 



"Who are you? Where am I? Is this some kind of joke? What..." 



Two of the big women grinned at each other. The third, who was even bigger than the other two -- out and out fat in fact, and built like a bloody brick shit-house -- boomed, "I'm Nurse Nasty! That's all you need to know for now!"" 



"What?" said Geoff, standing up. "Now look here..." 



"You do not want to fuck with me!" Nurse Nasty interrupted -- and punched Geoff suddenly in the solar plexus. He went down. That was the signal. All three women punched and pummelled him as they stripped him naked, tearing his clothes, smashing his glasses. They took their time with their naked victim then, each with favourite instrument of torture -- riding crop, tawse, taser -- until he was sobbing on the floor totally broken. 



The next twenty-four hours were a living nightmare. He was bundled into a tiny cell, dark and windowless. Indoctrination tapes blared at him as he lay on the floor, sobbing weakly, wondering what on Earth could be happening to him. Every couple of hours, the light would come on, blaring bright, and he would be dragged off to be beaten and abused some more. Then locked away again, in the dark and the noise. It went on and on and on... 



Nurse Kindly and Nurse Gently stood in the Training Room, looking with amusement at the naked man strapped securely to the adjustable couch before them. At the moment, it was in the upright position, so that he in turn sat upright as though in a chair but with his legs stretched horizontal all the way. He was bound at wrists, elbows, hips, knees and ankles, so that he had to conform to the couches contours. He was bruised and battered, and regarded her with obvious trepidation. 



"You know," Nurse Gently said to Nurse Kindly, "I can't believe how some of these husbands treat their wives. Can you believe Mr Hawkins here won't even go down on his lovely lady wife? The poor woman has hardly ever had an orgasm in their three years of Marriage!" 



The other husband trainer clapped her hand over her mouth and feigned shock. 



"That's awful! I'll just see to my other patient, then come back and help you with this one!" 



Left alone with the latest victim, Nurse Gently began the well-practised routine. 



"Hello, dearie! My name is Nurse Gently. I am not like the others. If you are a good boy for me, I will protect you from them. If not... well, I can just call Nurse Nasty, if you like?" 



"No, no, please! Not Nurse Nasty! Please!" Geoff Hawkins babbled. 



Nurse Nasty was still a vivid memory. She was the really big one, a fat cow, a vicious sadist. She had smashed his glasses yesterday -- was it yesterday? How long had he been here? "I don't think you need specs to find my fat arse, do you?" she had said crudely, slapping said massive rump as she spoke. "'Cos that's what your for now, my little arse licker! Then, when he had protested, she had kicked him, punched him, told him she didn't "give a fuck" what anyone said, she was going to kick the shit out of him, because she liked it. The others had been harsh and cruel, but she alone had terrified him. The terror that the still-fresh memory aroused in his was visible on this face. Nurse Gently smiled at him. 



"I am glad we understand one another. Now, let's get started, shall we?" 



Nurse Gently turned away from him and raised the skirt of her tight uniform dress, wriggling the material with some difficulty up and over her hips. Then she thrust her tremendous bottom almost in his face. He gaped at its threatening vastness. 



"By the time we're done with you," she said, "You'll be ready -- even eager! -- to do anything your wife wants! In bed or out! Oh, it may take a while, but that's alright with me. I love my work, Mr Hawkins!"