I woke up in a hospital bed unable to move and very sore.

Thinking back I remembered riding my pony in the local gymkhana and worrying about the size of some of the jumps that we had to take. I remembered approaching the log jump and what Mum had said about staying to the left but at the last moment, Shady, my horse had shied to the right and I couldn't remember any more.

Now as I looked around I saw nurses and doctors hurrying about and Mum sitting next to me looking worried.

"I'm glad your back with us sweetheart," she said as she realised I was awake. "That was a nasty fall you took there. You have broken both of your arms, I'm afraid and have bruises all over you."

Looking up I realised that both of my arms were covered in plaster and held above my head by some kind of pulley contraption. My legs seemed ok but I felt light headed and sleepy.

My bed was on it's own, in a room off the main ward. Through the glass I could see other children with their Mum's and Dad's and nurses heading back and forth.

I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew was Mum telling me that visiting time was over and that she had to go but would be back as soon as she could tomorrow.

As she walked out the door and waved through the window a feeling of loneliness came over me. I had spent time at my friends' houses during sleepovers but I'd never been so alone as now.

Shortly after she had left a man in a smart white tunic with a name badge saying 'Andy' came into my room and picked up the chart from the end of my bed.

"Hello Crystal," he said. "I just need to check you over and then we'll get you a drink and your medication."

Looking at him again I realised that he must be a nurse. He was about 26, with red hair and a friendly smile. He wheeled a trolley over and attached a clip to my finger, which started to make a monitor beep as it took my pulse.

"Where shall I take your temperature from," he asked with a smile holding up a thermometer? Noticing my worried expression he laughed and picked up another device. "It's ok we take it from your ear now," he said holding it against my ear till it beeped.

Realising that I had blushed red I tried to calm down but having this male nurse touching me when my hands were both fastened helplessly above my head left me feeling a little breathless. I got even more worried when he went to the window between my room and the main ward and closed the blinds.

As Andy the nurse met my eyes, I felt that my worry was justified. He had a strange look in them, as if daring me to say something. Picking up a stethoscope he put it on and started listening to the top of my chest.

It wasn't till now that I realised that my clothes had been removed and that all I had on under the sheets was a pair of panties and some bandages around my waist.

Andy had listened to the top part of my chest and now he folded the sheet down to my waist baring my small breasts to his gaze. He continued to listen with the stethoscope, moving it around but his eyes never seemed to leave my breasts and I'd swear that he smiled as the cold air made my nipples harden.

My face felt hot and I knew that I was blushing even more as he made a note on the chart and placed the stethoscope back on the trolley. I could hear the bleeping of the machine taking my pulse and knew that it had risen as he had looked at me.

"I'm just going to check you out for more injuries," he told me and pulled the sheet completely off me.

From the way I was laying with my head raised on the pillow I could look down at my body. The only proper covering I had on was my white cotton bikini-briefs and I could clearly see where they had worked their way up into the folds of my pussy allowing the outline to be seen.

Andy spent a few minutes just looking over my body and then, as if he had made a decision reached into his pocket and pulled out a small pill. "Time for your medication," he said getting a small plastic cup and putting some water into it. Leaning over me he pushed the pill into my mouth and tipped the cup, spilling water into my mouth. I choked as the water reached the back of my throat, coughing and spluttering as I swallowed the pill.

"Good girl," he soothed as he dried the water from my chin with an oversized wad of cotton wool, then he pulled my jaw down and stuffed the wet cotton wool into my mouth. I felt panic as he picked up some tape and wound it around my face, three times, to hold the cotton wool gag in my mouth.

With my arms in plaster and fastened above my head and a gag in my mouth there was nothing I could do as I watched him press a button that turned on the 'do not enter' sign and cross to drop the latch on the door.

Through the gag I tried to beg him not to hurt me, but he just smiled as he picked up a roll of bandages and used it to fasten my right leg to the metal side of the hospital bed that was supposed to stop me from falling out.

Reaching up he gripped the sides of my panties and slowly drew them down my legs. For a moment they stretched, where they had ridden up inside me, then they were pulled free, exposing my almost hairless mound to his gaze. Pulling the panties off of my free leg Andy left the hanging from the other.

"You must be feeling a bit strange by now," he said as he fastened my left leg to the other side of the bed. The pill I gave you will make you helpless but you'll still be awake and able to feel everything I do to you."

He was grinning now in a way that I didn't like at all. He had another bandage and was tying my left knee to the side of the bed. It hurt both the knee and my hips as he tied it tight to the side and I could see several nasty bruises on my upper legs from my accident.

Groaning in pain I felt him pull my right knee up against the other side of the bed, stretching me wide apart before tying that with bandages too. "Don't worry sweetheart," he said laughing, "You'll have a lot more to groan about soon."

Walking to the bottom of the bed he bent and kissed my foot, his hand massaging it gently as he covered it in tiny kisses. It made me relax as his tongue started licking my foot, pushing between my toes and curling around them. His mouth sucked in first one toe and then another as he played with both my feet in a way that lulled my worries.

His touch made me jump as he ran his hand up the inside of my leg, his eyes never leaving mine as he did. With my knees bound to the sides of the bed, the tops of my legs were spread wide open and his hand cupped my sex without difficulty. His fingers dug into me as he gripped and shook me there.

After gripping and releasing me down there for some time his hand trailed over my skin and bandages, till he reached my breasts and now his other hand joined the first as he ran them over my small mounds. I could feel my hard nipples against the rough palms of his hands and it sent a tingle through my body that made me close my eyes.

As soon as I did, pain shot through me, making me open my eyes in shock. Andy had my nipples between his fingers and thumbs and was pinching them hard.

He smiled as I screamed into the gag and all that came out was a murmur. "What's up sweetheart didn't you like that," he asked?

Ignoring me shaking my head he began to pinch and twist my nipples and pull them away from my body, stretching them out as long as he could. Using both hands on the one breast he started smacking it as he held it stretched out as far as it would go.

With my head tilted up on the pillow I was forced to watch through my tears as he swapped back and forth between my breasts, first hurting one and then the other over and over again.

Both of my breasts were red and sore when he dropped his head to them and began sucking first one nipple and then the other. He began chewing them between his teeth making me squeal it pain again and again. It felt as though he was trying to bite them off as he gripped them with his teeth and pulled them away from my body as I tried unsuccessfully to raise my back off the bed to relieve the pain.

Sobs were racking my body when he switched his attention to my pussy. Held wide open by the way my knees were tied to the side of the bed it was about as exposed as it could be.

Andy gripped and squeezed it and then began probing it first with one finger and then with two. His head dipped down and I felt his tongue as it flicked over my clitty. I wanted to move my hips but my body wouldn't respond. I could feel the fingers deep inside me twisting and pushing as he began to thump them into me as hard as he could.

As he continued to thump his hand up against my immature pussy I saw him undo his jeans and step out of them as they dropped to the floor. His other hand now pushed his underwear down and I saw his huge cock jump free and point towards the ceiling.

Now he began to rub his cock up and down with his free hand while pushing the two fingers from his other hand in and out of me. Then I suddenly felt empty as he pulled his fingers out of me and walked up to the bottom of the bed.

Climbing up the bed Andy positioned himself with his cock just resting inside the lips of my pussy and his head level with mine as he leant on his elbows. "You are such a beautiful kid," he told me. "I just have to be the first to fuck you."

Staring into my tear filled eyes as if he was looking for something there, I felt him begin to push his cock inside me. I screamed into the cotton wool gag, pain tearing through me like I was being split open as he was pushing and pulling on top of me.

He was pushing and pulling for a long time and every time he pushed new pain filled me. I didn't think he was ever going to stop hurting me but finally a strange look came onto his face and he pushed hard inside me and stopped, his cock twitching inside me as I felt something warm and wet leaking from it.

I must have fallen asleep as the next thing I knew it was morning and an older, female nurse was washing my body with a flannel. I felt groggy as I asked, "Where's Andy?"

"Andy?" She replied. "Whose Andy?"

"The male nurse," I told her. "The one who was on last night."

"There was no male nurse on last night," she told me. "I have been on duty all night so I would have known."

"I guess I must have been dreaming," I said, thinking about what I'd felt. My body was sore all over but with all the bruises I had from the fall it wasn't surprising.

Mum came in with some good news. Shady my pony had been checked by the vet and was going to be ok. I didn't tell her about my dream as it was far too personal but I was glad that she stayed with me most of the day.

After Mum had gone I fell asleep but woke as I felt my mouth being pulled open and a wad of cotton wool being stuffed inside again. Panic filled me as I looked up to find the man called Andy and the nurse who had bathed me in the morning standing either side of the bed.

"The drugs will work better if we inject them," the nurse told Andy. "I promise you she won't remember a thing this time."

"Well it's a shame in a way," he replied as he handed over a wad of money. "I quite like the idea of her knowing what was done but not being sure if it was real or a dream."

"Yes but it's not you that has to clean her out so there's no evidence, when you've finished," the nurse retorted.

"Well it's been very profitable for you since you started working nights on the children's ward," I heard Andy say as I felt the prick of the needle in my thigh.

Pulling the bed away from the wall, Andy took the pillows from under my head and pushed a lever that dropped the top of the bed down till I was looking at him from an upside down position, my face inches from the cock he had pulled from his jeans.

"You'd better get a stomach pump ready tonight," he told the nurse, laughing as he pulled the wad of cotton wool from my mouth and began stuffing his hard cock into my throat...