She's playing up today. It's night shift and you're tired. You want to go to bed. But she asks question, after question, after question. She follows you around on your rounds. She's not supposed to do that... surely she has people to attend to?
Ok, so you guys flirt a lot, that doesn’t give her a right to torment you. You're the doctor around here. She's so gorgeous; her long brown hair, shining in the lamp-light. Her uniform fits perfectly, the pastel blue curves just into her waist, bringing out her figure and her gorgeous behind. Stop staring. She'll think she can get away with anything at this rate.
"Nurse, did you take Mr. Thomas's vitals as I asked?"
She flutters her eyelashes at you. So cute! No, stay strong, don't fall for it.
"Errm.. well I was going to, but then I got distracted..."
This has gone far enough.
"Nurse Waterson, when I ask you to do a job, you do it. Understand?" She hangs her head. For a moment she looks ashamed, then flashes you a cheeky grin.
"Ok... sir." She pats you on the butt as she walks past.
Right. That's too far. You need to teach her a lesson. And you have a good idea.
An hour later, you see her again.
"Nurse, how about those charts?"
"Oh, yeah... uuuh... Ii'll get right on that."
You open your mouth to protest, and she puts a finger to your lips.
"Ohhh... Don't get angry with me, doctor!" in a little cutesy voice. she pouts.
You're not falling for it this time.
"Nurse, my office."
"But… but..."
"NOW."
You love your office. Its completely private, a side-room just off the main corridor, so no one bothers to come in. Yet you're still close to the action, not running up and down every time you get paged. Not only do you have a nice desk and filing cabinet, but you have your own examination table. This is where your idea begins.
She walks in.
"Sit down."
"Doctor, I'd like to say that..."
"Be quiet." She shuts her mouth and looks down.
"I think you need to learn some respect. I think you need to know that I am the doctor, you are the nurse, and I think you need to learn to do what I say when I tell you."
Her mouth twitches.
"Yes doctor," she says, with a hint of amusement in her voice.
"You're not taking me seriously, are you?"
"Well, it’s hard to be told off by someone so damn hot!" She looks into your eyes, and giggles. That’s it.
"You need to learn. Lets start now shall we? Lie on the table." That's taken her by surprise.
"Erm, doctor, do you think that’s..."
"Now."
She gets up, hesitantly, and walks to the examination table. It’s set up with stirrups in place for a gynecological exam. She sits on the table. Then lies down.
"And the rest!"
"But doctor..."
"Do it."
She slowly, hesitantly, removes her underwear. White lace. Your favourite. It's amusing, she tries to slide them down without showing you anything. Then puts her feet in the stirrups, so she’s wide open for you.
"Good. Good girl. Now stay there until I get back."
The look of shock on her face is priceless. But she remains still as you walk out of the door. Leaving it slightly ajar as well; the real test. You had no need to leave. What you want is right in your pocket; you took it from your desk before you left the room. But you can watch her through the crack, that’s the best part. Her lying there slightly confused, slightly undignified. She waits, for one minute. Then two. Then she decides to get up. Which is when you decide to re-enter.
"Ok nurse, so... what are you doing?"
You act surprised, as if you've caught her in the act.
"I... erm..."
"Obviously you can’t be trusted to wait. Fine." You remove the item from your pocket - a roll of duct tape! Oh, this is going to be fun.
For one second you savour the shock on her face. Just one. Then you get to work, walking to the side of the bed, pushing her back down. In one swift move you pin her hands above her head, then tape them together. She gasps in shock. Then starts to protest as you tape them to the bar at the top of the bed. She's stuck. She goes to wriggle, but with her hands in place she's going nowhere. Ignoring her asking you what the hell is going on, you walk slowly to the end of the bed. Take one leg and secure it to the stirrup. Take the next. Tape it down. She's stuck, completely at your mercy, very exposed, beautiful. You stand back and admire your handiwork.
"Doctor I..." For the first time you acknowledge her complaints.
"You were warned. Now time for your exam." You get the lube from your drawer, and pull up a chair at the end of the bed. Make yourself comfy. You have all night. She will learn.
You look for the first time at her pussy. Very nice. She is shaved, completely but for a wisp of hair at the top. Despite an attempt to angle her legs together, she's spread open; you admire the soft pink inside. And notice with a faint glimmer of amusement, she's not bone dry down there. Maybe she likes this.
You snap on your gloves, enjoying the sound. Then squeeze the lube into the palm of your hand. Slowly, letting her see what you are doing, you rub it over one hand. Then the other. You work it all around, making sure you are covered. Then rub your hand down her pussy. She lets out a gasp. She'll be yours yet.
You slide one finger inside. Then two. Slowly, lovingly, feeling around. Nice pussy... She's not too tight, but not too open. The night is young. You curve your fingers to where her g-spot is. Start rubbing. One, two, three. One, two, three. over and over. At first she squirms away, tries to protest, but you ignore her and carry on. She starts to accept it. Then she’s getting into it. She starts whimpering at your strokes, thrusting her hips into them. Tries to push so you go deeper. You do, fucking her harder and harder. Her breathing gets faster, her legs get wider apart. With your other hand you reach up and unzip her dress to expose her perfect breasts, nipples hardening in the cold air. Just when she decides to let out a moan, you stop.
"Ok, that's fine."
"Aw..." You silence her with a glance.
"I didn't ask for your input, nurse Waterson."
"I didn't ask for yours..."
"Oh, you didn’t? Then what was all the flirting about? The playing me up? You must have known this would happen, huh? Wanted it?"
"I..."
"You wanted it, right?"
"Well..."
"No, that's enough. You're being punished now." You storm out of the room. Leaving the door wide open. Her, tied down, completely naked. Vulnerable. You know no one will come in. She doesn’t.
You return with an enema bag. Just when you thought her cute little face couldn't get any more perfect, you see how she reacts to this.
"Oh no..."
"Oh yes."
"Oh no..."
"Oh yes."
"Oh no, please, doctor no, please..."
You pay no attention to her pleadings. Lube the nozzle up. Show it to her. Ask her if she wants it. No? No? Tough. You push it in. She had a nice, tight arsehole, but she took it well. You slide it in firmly’ twist a little to make sure it's in place. She lets out a little gasp.
"How's that?"
"I don't like it... Take it out!"
"Nurse, when will you learn that I give the orders around here?" With that, you turn the tap and you let the liquid flow.
"Euw, this is weird!"
Just watching her is getting you hard. She's lying there, dripping pussy, twitching at the new sensation, completely at your mercy. The door is wide open, and her shy glances towards it are so cute. As are her occasional gasps at the enema.
You're getting hard. Well, you have nothing to do while the enema gets to work. You get yourself out. From the look on her fake, she's impressed.
You sit down again at the end of the bed and start to masturbate yourself. Add a bit of lube. You have time to kill, and your beautiful handiwork to admire right in front of you.
The enema and the vulnerability - and your cock - seem to be having an effect on her. The twitching gets more rhythmic, her breath speeds up again. She pays less attention to the door and more to your cock. You continue to masturbate yourself, getting a bit faster. Eventually she can't stand it anymore.
"Doctor, can I play?" She looks hopeful.
"You want this?" She nods. You get up and walk round the side of the bed until you are next to her head. You bring your cock right up to her face, she leans towards it, you pull back. It's just out of reach, even when she tries with her tongue.
"Please..."
You stop paying attention to her face and focus on her nipples. Rub them between gloved thumb and forefinger for a while, enticing them into hard little nubs. It's only when she starts moaning again you turn back to her.
"Well..." You lean in. she leans for it, so eager, like a hungry animal. She wants it.
"No." You pull back again, making her whine. Walk back and unplug the enema, leave the plug in her. She’s full. You can fill her more.
You stand between her legs, your cock right on top of her pussy. She wants you, and won't be able to stand this much longer. You can see it in her eyes, the way her legs twitch, the way she rubs her pussy ever so gently against you.
"Please?"
"You'll have to beg better than that."
You start to idly stroke her thighs.
"Please?" Gently stroking inwards, slowly at first, then faster. Your gloved fingers reach her lips, glide slowly over them. She's so wet. You let her fingers stray into her hole briefly... causing a sharp intake of breath... then up to her clit. You rub. Faster. Faster.
All this time she has been begging you, asking you, please, please, can she have your cock. She pleads. Tries to entice you. Rubbing her little clit isn’t enough, you ask? No, please doctor please, can I have your cock? I want to be so full, please fill me, I need you inside. She gets louder. You tell her to ask louder, knowing full well she’s afraid of being heard. She hesitates, but she does. You're moulding her well.
You turn away. Return with a vibrator.
"How about this?" But before she has time to answer, you push it quickly inside her. She lets out a moan of sheer pleasure. "Silence!" you snap, and she obeys, how hard she tries to obey! You fuck her again with it, harder and harder, faster, and faster. By this time she is writhing in ecstasy, breathing so hard, but she dutifully bites her lip and tries to be silent to please you.
She's close. And you don't even have to work. You go back to yourself with the other hand, why not some more pleasure? You stand there before her, pleasuring yourself to her, showing her what she wants. She's shaking now, trembling, and looks at you with such pleading in those deep brown eyes.
She's had enough punishment.
You remove her vibrator, get yourself in place, and wait just long enough for her to sob before you thrust inside.
Deep, hard, fast, again and again and again. You pound her, over and over, her legs spread wide apart for you.
Before long, you're both coming, and she screams so loud as she does! The whole hospital can hear most likely but you don’t care. When you are both finished you sit down again. She lies there panting for a good while. You've taught her well, she even lies limp as you release her bonds, let her sit up. But leave the butt plug, for now.
Eventually she sits up.
"Thank you, doctor."
"You're welcome, Nurse Waterhouse. Now go get me those charts I asked for. Leave your underwear here."
She had zipped up her dress and jumped up to go, but hesitates when you mention her underwear. Not too long though, she dutifully walks out without complaint.
"Oh, and nurse-"
She stops and turns at the door.
"Yes doctor?"
"You're in trouble for screaming." She turns to go, then turns back and flashes you a smile.
Walks away.
Ok, so you guys flirt a lot, that doesn’t give her a right to torment you. You're the doctor around here. She's so gorgeous; her long brown hair, shining in the lamp-light. Her uniform fits perfectly, the pastel blue curves just into her waist, bringing out her figure and her gorgeous behind. Stop staring. She'll think she can get away with anything at this rate.
"Nurse, did you take Mr. Thomas's vitals as I asked?"
She flutters her eyelashes at you. So cute! No, stay strong, don't fall for it.
"Errm.. well I was going to, but then I got distracted..."
This has gone far enough.
"Nurse Waterson, when I ask you to do a job, you do it. Understand?" She hangs her head. For a moment she looks ashamed, then flashes you a cheeky grin.
"Ok... sir." She pats you on the butt as she walks past.
Right. That's too far. You need to teach her a lesson. And you have a good idea.
An hour later, you see her again.
"Nurse, how about those charts?"
"Oh, yeah... uuuh... Ii'll get right on that."
You open your mouth to protest, and she puts a finger to your lips.
"Ohhh... Don't get angry with me, doctor!" in a little cutesy voice. she pouts.
You're not falling for it this time.
"Nurse, my office."
"But… but..."
"NOW."
You love your office. Its completely private, a side-room just off the main corridor, so no one bothers to come in. Yet you're still close to the action, not running up and down every time you get paged. Not only do you have a nice desk and filing cabinet, but you have your own examination table. This is where your idea begins.
She walks in.
"Sit down."
"Doctor, I'd like to say that..."
"Be quiet." She shuts her mouth and looks down.
"I think you need to learn some respect. I think you need to know that I am the doctor, you are the nurse, and I think you need to learn to do what I say when I tell you."
Her mouth twitches.
"Yes doctor," she says, with a hint of amusement in her voice.
"You're not taking me seriously, are you?"
"Well, it’s hard to be told off by someone so damn hot!" She looks into your eyes, and giggles. That’s it.
"You need to learn. Lets start now shall we? Lie on the table." That's taken her by surprise.
"Erm, doctor, do you think that’s..."
"Now."
She gets up, hesitantly, and walks to the examination table. It’s set up with stirrups in place for a gynecological exam. She sits on the table. Then lies down.
"And the rest!"
"But doctor..."
"Do it."
She slowly, hesitantly, removes her underwear. White lace. Your favourite. It's amusing, she tries to slide them down without showing you anything. Then puts her feet in the stirrups, so she’s wide open for you.
"Good. Good girl. Now stay there until I get back."
The look of shock on her face is priceless. But she remains still as you walk out of the door. Leaving it slightly ajar as well; the real test. You had no need to leave. What you want is right in your pocket; you took it from your desk before you left the room. But you can watch her through the crack, that’s the best part. Her lying there slightly confused, slightly undignified. She waits, for one minute. Then two. Then she decides to get up. Which is when you decide to re-enter.
"Ok nurse, so... what are you doing?"
You act surprised, as if you've caught her in the act.
"I... erm..."
"Obviously you can’t be trusted to wait. Fine." You remove the item from your pocket - a roll of duct tape! Oh, this is going to be fun.
For one second you savour the shock on her face. Just one. Then you get to work, walking to the side of the bed, pushing her back down. In one swift move you pin her hands above her head, then tape them together. She gasps in shock. Then starts to protest as you tape them to the bar at the top of the bed. She's stuck. She goes to wriggle, but with her hands in place she's going nowhere. Ignoring her asking you what the hell is going on, you walk slowly to the end of the bed. Take one leg and secure it to the stirrup. Take the next. Tape it down. She's stuck, completely at your mercy, very exposed, beautiful. You stand back and admire your handiwork.
"Doctor I..." For the first time you acknowledge her complaints.
"You were warned. Now time for your exam." You get the lube from your drawer, and pull up a chair at the end of the bed. Make yourself comfy. You have all night. She will learn.
You look for the first time at her pussy. Very nice. She is shaved, completely but for a wisp of hair at the top. Despite an attempt to angle her legs together, she's spread open; you admire the soft pink inside. And notice with a faint glimmer of amusement, she's not bone dry down there. Maybe she likes this.
You snap on your gloves, enjoying the sound. Then squeeze the lube into the palm of your hand. Slowly, letting her see what you are doing, you rub it over one hand. Then the other. You work it all around, making sure you are covered. Then rub your hand down her pussy. She lets out a gasp. She'll be yours yet.
You slide one finger inside. Then two. Slowly, lovingly, feeling around. Nice pussy... She's not too tight, but not too open. The night is young. You curve your fingers to where her g-spot is. Start rubbing. One, two, three. One, two, three. over and over. At first she squirms away, tries to protest, but you ignore her and carry on. She starts to accept it. Then she’s getting into it. She starts whimpering at your strokes, thrusting her hips into them. Tries to push so you go deeper. You do, fucking her harder and harder. Her breathing gets faster, her legs get wider apart. With your other hand you reach up and unzip her dress to expose her perfect breasts, nipples hardening in the cold air. Just when she decides to let out a moan, you stop.
"Ok, that's fine."
"Aw..." You silence her with a glance.
"I didn't ask for your input, nurse Waterson."
"I didn't ask for yours..."
"Oh, you didn’t? Then what was all the flirting about? The playing me up? You must have known this would happen, huh? Wanted it?"
"I..."
"You wanted it, right?"
"Well..."
"No, that's enough. You're being punished now." You storm out of the room. Leaving the door wide open. Her, tied down, completely naked. Vulnerable. You know no one will come in. She doesn’t.
You return with an enema bag. Just when you thought her cute little face couldn't get any more perfect, you see how she reacts to this.
"Oh no..."
"Oh yes."
"Oh no..."
"Oh yes."
"Oh no, please, doctor no, please..."
You pay no attention to her pleadings. Lube the nozzle up. Show it to her. Ask her if she wants it. No? No? Tough. You push it in. She had a nice, tight arsehole, but she took it well. You slide it in firmly’ twist a little to make sure it's in place. She lets out a little gasp.
"How's that?"
"I don't like it... Take it out!"
"Nurse, when will you learn that I give the orders around here?" With that, you turn the tap and you let the liquid flow.
"Euw, this is weird!"
Just watching her is getting you hard. She's lying there, dripping pussy, twitching at the new sensation, completely at your mercy. The door is wide open, and her shy glances towards it are so cute. As are her occasional gasps at the enema.
You're getting hard. Well, you have nothing to do while the enema gets to work. You get yourself out. From the look on her fake, she's impressed.
You sit down again at the end of the bed and start to masturbate yourself. Add a bit of lube. You have time to kill, and your beautiful handiwork to admire right in front of you.
The enema and the vulnerability - and your cock - seem to be having an effect on her. The twitching gets more rhythmic, her breath speeds up again. She pays less attention to the door and more to your cock. You continue to masturbate yourself, getting a bit faster. Eventually she can't stand it anymore.
"Doctor, can I play?" She looks hopeful.
"You want this?" She nods. You get up and walk round the side of the bed until you are next to her head. You bring your cock right up to her face, she leans towards it, you pull back. It's just out of reach, even when she tries with her tongue.
"Please..."
You stop paying attention to her face and focus on her nipples. Rub them between gloved thumb and forefinger for a while, enticing them into hard little nubs. It's only when she starts moaning again you turn back to her.
"Well..." You lean in. she leans for it, so eager, like a hungry animal. She wants it.
"No." You pull back again, making her whine. Walk back and unplug the enema, leave the plug in her. She’s full. You can fill her more.
You stand between her legs, your cock right on top of her pussy. She wants you, and won't be able to stand this much longer. You can see it in her eyes, the way her legs twitch, the way she rubs her pussy ever so gently against you.
"Please?"
"You'll have to beg better than that."
You start to idly stroke her thighs.
"Please?" Gently stroking inwards, slowly at first, then faster. Your gloved fingers reach her lips, glide slowly over them. She's so wet. You let her fingers stray into her hole briefly... causing a sharp intake of breath... then up to her clit. You rub. Faster. Faster.
All this time she has been begging you, asking you, please, please, can she have your cock. She pleads. Tries to entice you. Rubbing her little clit isn’t enough, you ask? No, please doctor please, can I have your cock? I want to be so full, please fill me, I need you inside. She gets louder. You tell her to ask louder, knowing full well she’s afraid of being heard. She hesitates, but she does. You're moulding her well.
You turn away. Return with a vibrator.
"How about this?" But before she has time to answer, you push it quickly inside her. She lets out a moan of sheer pleasure. "Silence!" you snap, and she obeys, how hard she tries to obey! You fuck her again with it, harder and harder, faster, and faster. By this time she is writhing in ecstasy, breathing so hard, but she dutifully bites her lip and tries to be silent to please you.
She's close. And you don't even have to work. You go back to yourself with the other hand, why not some more pleasure? You stand there before her, pleasuring yourself to her, showing her what she wants. She's shaking now, trembling, and looks at you with such pleading in those deep brown eyes.
She's had enough punishment.
You remove her vibrator, get yourself in place, and wait just long enough for her to sob before you thrust inside.
Deep, hard, fast, again and again and again. You pound her, over and over, her legs spread wide apart for you.
Before long, you're both coming, and she screams so loud as she does! The whole hospital can hear most likely but you don’t care. When you are both finished you sit down again. She lies there panting for a good while. You've taught her well, she even lies limp as you release her bonds, let her sit up. But leave the butt plug, for now.
Eventually she sits up.
"Thank you, doctor."
"You're welcome, Nurse Waterhouse. Now go get me those charts I asked for. Leave your underwear here."
She had zipped up her dress and jumped up to go, but hesitates when you mention her underwear. Not too long though, she dutifully walks out without complaint.
"Oh, and nurse-"
She stops and turns at the door.
"Yes doctor?"
"You're in trouble for screaming." She turns to go, then turns back and flashes you a smile.
Walks away.
