Sophie had phoned me later that night when she got of duty. She filled me in on the gaps. Matron had been on one because she felt that things where "tardy". The result was the discipline. Sophie reassured me that she was not matron's lover in a strict sexual sense but you didn't disobey matron once she got your measure.
After I returned from my days off matron asked me to her office. It now had a different air to it being asked to her office. I gingerly opened the outer door but no surprises waited in the corridor. I knocked on her door and she called, "Come in".
I opened the door and entered. Matron lifted up her head and smiled.
"You wanted to see me" I said.
"Yes. Have a seat" she said.
I pulled up one of the PVC padded chairs and sat like a naughty school girl in front of headmistress.
"You are settling in well" Matron asked?
"Yes!" I said.
"Good. It seems that after the girls had their little talk with you you have become part of the team" matron said.
"Yes" I said.
Matron smiled. "I want to thank you for your help last Sunday. I think in future that when senior staff have to be punished you should be present".
She stopped and I wasn't sure what to answer. "Yes" was my reply.
"If you are going to be my assistant you will need to know the full procedure" Matron said.
I began to say that Sophie had told be all the details but she cut across my reply.
"Report here at 9 o'clock tomorrow evening and bring a colleague with you. Okay" Matron said. Before I could formulate a reply she said. "Okay! Off you go".
I said 'yes' as I rose from the chair and replacing it then left.
I spoke with Sophie on the phone that night and she suggested that I invite Julie who was in need of some correction.This seemed to suggested that Julie was to be punished while I watched thus learning what I already knew from Sophie.
End of shift came and I went to find Julie who was in the changing rooms. She was already out of uniform and spoke before I could. "Matron wants you in your civvies". I quickly got out of uniform and into my civvies. We walked together for matron's office. When I entered the corridor the shift leaders from the other unit where there.
"Oh shit Julie" said.
Julie had just been made up to acting shift leader since staff had gone off to have her second baby. There where now four chairs outside matron's office. Two empty ones and two filled by the other shift leaders. Julie and I took up the remaining empty seats. We all sat there nervous looking at each other smiling to check we where not dreaming or in the hopes that someone would speak. We sat like that for about 10 minutes then matron appeared from the unit through the outer door. We all began to stand to greet her.
"What are you waiting for ladies I want to get home tonight get down to your panties" she said as she forcefully brushed passed us into her office. That seemed to clarify the matter.
We all turned to face our chairs and began to undress. We all had our civvies on rather than uniforms. I'd noticed that Sophie and Margaret pile of clothes was civvies not uniform. Sophie told me matron insisted on this since it was outside of work regulations and none of her nurses would need this sort of correction.
I had to unbutton my coat and remove it placing it over the back of the chair. The others did likewise. I had a jumper which came off next over my head. Julie had a t-shirt and the others where busy removing a dress and a blouse. The girl in the dress from the other unit was in her early thirties. She was married and had a little boy. She was small about 5 feet 4 inches very much skin and bones. The other was a bit older late thirties, married but separated living with a new partner. She had a daughter who was late teens. She was more my height about 5 feet 7 inches. She was overweight but was well filled out. She had in comparison small breasts from what I could see through the blouse.
Next off was my t-shirt whilst Julie was already dealing with her bra to be topless. The dress had been removed and its owner was dealing with tights having slipped off her shoes. The blouse was off and now she was going for her bra as mine was removed. I was now topless as well.
Soon three of us where topless and I was dealing with my slacks as was Julie. The dress wearer want for her tights next. Whilst the blouse owner was dealing with her skirt. Julie and I removed our slacks and now bent to remove socks. The dress now attended to her bra whilst the blouse was removing its tights. Without much more ado we where all just in panties. The other two now backed up against the cabin outer wall and placed their hands on head. I did likewise and Julie joined us.
Four women stood there topless. Waiting. Matron didn't seem in such a hurry. It was eerie that time of night. Pitch black outside. The window which was after Julie seemed like tar. I began to look couldn't help it. The girl with the dress was in black panties with a red ribbon bow at the waistband. I was in standard white panties since I'd been in the belief I was keeping my clothes on. The girl with the blouse was in wine coloured panties, very frilly. Julie was in black with white large dots.
Still we waited. It was now that I realised that the little heater in the corridor was off and I was getting very cold. By the time Matron appeared I was beginning to shiver. The dress in skin and bones was noticeably shivering.
The door opened and matron told us to come in. We filed into the office with hands still on head. We lined up in front of the desk.
"Right I have already dealt with the unit leaders now its your turn. The unit is a mess. Just because we've got building work going on doesn't mean you can slack. The other day I saw Lyn and Bev walking down the corridor with mud on their shoes. Since they aren't in our club your going to pay as shift leaders." the talk want on for ages listing various things for which we had indirect or direct responsibility for.
Right back out there" matron said and we filed out. Back in front of our chairs the warm of the office seemed to amplify the cold of the corridor. Time passed and soon I was cold again.
The door opened, "Right you" said matron and the girl with the dress walked off hands on head into the office.
Silence fell then after a little while you could here the sound of the paddle on the bare flesh. There where various sounds of pain and then silence. You could hear matron speaking but not make out the words.
The door open and a tear stained red face appeared and returned to her position.
I would be next.
"In" matron said and I walked off into the office.
I stepped into the office and naturally want to the desk. Matron closed the door and came across to the desk. My eyes had been fixed on the paddle which laid across the desk.
"Get bent over and grab this edge" Matron side lifting the paddle and tapping it on the opposite edge, "then get your legs spread wide".
I bent and stretched out over the desk. Grabbing the other side and then shuffled my feet to spread my legs wide.
"Have you trimmed" matron said suddenly directly into my ear as she bent over me pressing herself against me.
"Yes" I said. I hadn't trimmed for her it just need one.
Matron stepped back then I felt her at my waistband and soon my panties where peeled down and off me. Now completely naked I waited. I knew matron was looking at my pussy which was so trilling in that totally humiliating way.
Nothing happened and then fire, fire fire. The paddle hadn't made a sound until after the fire. I shoot up.
I instinctively rubbed my bum bad idea.
Matron snapped "Back in place and get that pussy on show or I'll really wallop you" she said.
This concerned me. That swat that I'd just had wasn't her worst. And she'd said it in a loud voice so the others outside would hear. I know they where topless and knew what was coming but this seemed to invade some privacy. I slowly bent back over. Tear welling in my eyes.
"Sophie tells me your more into streaking than spanking" matron said.
I nodded.
"Well round here I punish with this or the cane. I'm sure though if you like getting your kit off the girls will oblige especially once I've given them the all clear" matron ended but before I could reply, swat.
This time I managed to hold onto the edge of the desk. The next swat was on me before I could really think about it. Then the next and the next. Matron clear liked spanking but wasn't interested in playing or stringing them out. It was clearly punishment. Two more landed.
The assault stopped and I just remained bent over wriggling trying to cope with the fire. I now let out my breath and this released my sob and tears. It really hurt she wasn't at all playing.
I looked over my shoulder. Matron was stood smiling looking right at me. I knew what she could see.
"You will be my official knickers remover at punishments plus anything else I instruct you to do" Matron said.
I nodded still not able to form words.
"Stand and turn to face me" matron said. I stood up and turned around. "Hands on head girl" she said. I obeyed.
She now looked at my fully naked body and stepped closure to me. What happened next just blow me away. I felt her fingers at my pussy. I began to back away but the desk stopped me and she pressed right up to me.
"I like woman. You do to. (I began to say I didn't but was stopped by her finger going in side) Don't deny it I've heard it all before. Sophie will show you how (running fingers through my bush) I like these kept".
Before I could gather my thoughts and reply she broke away and said.
"Get your panties on and get back out there" Matron said,
I looked around for my panties and saw them discard to the side. I bent down picked them up and prepared to step into them. "You have a nice body. I'm going to enjoy punishing it over the years" matron said. I pulled my panties up in place replaced my hands on my head and matron moved to open the door. I walked out and took up my place.
Next in was the older woman with the blouse. I stood and waited. The silence was soon filled with the sound of paddle on skin and the various sounds of the woman. I couldn't really remember if I made a sound but I was sure I did. I now looked along the row of seats at a black bra, then a plain white one then a wine coloured one then Julie's which did not match her underwear.
Soon the sound stopped and you heard matron speaking but couldn't make it out. I was beginning to chill again.
The door open and Julie was summoned in.
Once more the little wait then the sound of the paddle. Julie really yelped. You could clearly hear her cries. The thin walls of the cabin would not conceal them from the outside world. I was sure any minute someone would rush in to see what was going on. Soon the sound stopped and matron's voice could be heard along with Julie's. You couldn't make out what was going on but it seemed that Julie was further being tortured. The door open and Julie appeared - naked, not topless - no panties. She took her place and the door closed.
We stood there now really feeling the cold of a winters night. Julie completely naked. I whisper "Why no panties" she turned and mouthed back "Not wearing matching undies". I smiled and took note. I nearly hadn't bothered myself that day not expecting to have to undress.
The door opened and we where told to come in. We filed in and line up. Matron stood behind us. "Knickers down ladies. Those with any on" I put my thumbs in my waistband and pushed them down to my ankles. After some time matron said, "Turn around" we all turned so she could see our fronts. She looked us up and down then spoke again, "Sandy have a good look at the trimming I expect." I hesitated then looked along the line of bushes. I noticed that Julie's wasn't trimmed like the other two."You trim before a punishment. You will otherwise keep it how you like" matron said. I nodded.
"Okay get them up you can get yours on" matron said and we redressed. "Right back out there" matron said once we where all just topless again.
Eventually matron appeared dressed to go home. As she brushed past us she said, "Okay dress I'm done" and disappeared to leave us dress and chatter about what just happened.
Friday, 10 December 2010
Monday, 22 November 2010
Chapter 2
Hi All,
Well I have another small adventure for you.
I was on a night shift sitting at my desk writing up a report about a resident. I suddenly became aware of someone stood behind me. shuddered and turned hoping it wasn't a ghost or mad murdering axeman. Nights can be creepy.
Julie was stood in the doorway. Her arms where folded across her otherwise naked torso. She still had on her dark trousers.
I smiled. "What happen to you?"
"We are out of ribbon gauze and I had to go and ask for some off the other unit" Julie said.
It was obviously the price exacted by the other unit.
"I'll go and get something for you to wear" I said and stood to leave for my locker and a spare top.
"Actually, I was hoping you'd lend me yours to go and get my spare". Julie said.
"Oh don't be stupid that would...." I stopped short of my processing having processed something else. "No way. give me your keys" I said.
Julie unfolded her arms and pulled her keys from her pocket. I took them and head off to the lockers.
When I returned Julie wasn't in my office. Her trousers, socks and shoes where. I was about to turn around and head off to find her when the lead nurse off the other unit appeared.
"Can't you keep control of your staff" she said.
"I had nothing to do with this it was your staff who stripped her" I said.
"it wasn't my staff who stripped them off" she said pointing to the pile of clothing.
"I'm just off to look for her" I said.
"Sophie says you are one of us" she said.
I now felt very uneasy. "Yes" I said.
"Good in future do as you are told or your staff get it really bad" she said and with that flung what I assumed where Julie's panties at me.
I waited in my office for another ten minutes and eventually heard the pitter-patter of naked feet. Julie appeared at the door very naked and looking a little distressed.
"Thanks to you I've just had a spanking and I hate spankings" Julie said.
Well I have another small adventure for you.
I was on a night shift sitting at my desk writing up a report about a resident. I suddenly became aware of someone stood behind me. shuddered and turned hoping it wasn't a ghost or mad murdering axeman. Nights can be creepy.
Julie was stood in the doorway. Her arms where folded across her otherwise naked torso. She still had on her dark trousers.
I smiled. "What happen to you?"
"We are out of ribbon gauze and I had to go and ask for some off the other unit" Julie said.
It was obviously the price exacted by the other unit.
"I'll go and get something for you to wear" I said and stood to leave for my locker and a spare top.
"Actually, I was hoping you'd lend me yours to go and get my spare". Julie said.
"Oh don't be stupid that would...." I stopped short of my processing having processed something else. "No way. give me your keys" I said.
Julie unfolded her arms and pulled her keys from her pocket. I took them and head off to the lockers.
When I returned Julie wasn't in my office. Her trousers, socks and shoes where. I was about to turn around and head off to find her when the lead nurse off the other unit appeared.
"Can't you keep control of your staff" she said.
"I had nothing to do with this it was your staff who stripped her" I said.
"it wasn't my staff who stripped them off" she said pointing to the pile of clothing.
"I'm just off to look for her" I said.
"Sophie says you are one of us" she said.
I now felt very uneasy. "Yes" I said.
"Good in future do as you are told or your staff get it really bad" she said and with that flung what I assumed where Julie's panties at me.
I waited in my office for another ten minutes and eventually heard the pitter-patter of naked feet. Julie appeared at the door very naked and looking a little distressed.
"Thanks to you I've just had a spanking and I hate spankings" Julie said.
Chapter 3
I had been on a early day shift and was waiting for Sophie to relieve me. Julie arrived saying that she would take the hand over because Sophie had been called to matron's office with the other unit lead. I handed over to Julie and said my goodbyes and started off. I suddenly remembered my holiday card which I had filled in for Sophie to sign and get matron's signature. I had a holiday that I needed to take to deal with some personal affairs. I turned back for the card thinking it was strange for matron to be in on a Sunday. She was a pretty devout church goer.
I walked off downstairs to the lower floor where I could cross to the support services wing. This wing housed the laundry, kitchens, canteen, boiler room etc. It also had the visors entrance and reception as well as administrative offices such as matron's. Matron's office was temporarily a porta-cabin. We where having a new day services block built to provide rehabilitation on a none residential basis.
The porta-cabin was accessed through what use to be the rear fire door. A covered walkway had been built out of ply wood sections. You entered the walkway which had windows to either side. One looked out onto the new build the other the staff car park. You where then faced within about six feet with three wooden steps that led up to the outer door of the cabin.
The cabins layout was basically a square office with a narrow rectangular strip partitioned office in front of it. The strip was two chairs wide plus a bit. The bit not being enough to walk between. On entry you faced the inner wall that separated the corridor strip from the office. The door to the office was at the other end of the corridor strip. Matron had put a few plastic bucket stacking chairs against the inner wall next to her door.
I pulled open the outer door and stepped into the corridor strip quite quickly wanting to get the card signed and get off home to some food. I stopped dead in my tracks, smiled broadly and flushed all over. The broadness of my smile was only matched by the look of shock and sad grimace of the two faces that turned to see who had barged in.
The two bodies stood opposite two of the three chairs that stood outside matron's office. They effectively bared the way to the door. The chair opposite each body had a pair of shoes underneath. The chair seats had a pile of clothes on them with bra's one white and one black clearly on show.
The two bodies belonging to Sophie and we'll call her Margaret the other unit lead where stood at attention with hands on head, palms flat one on top of each other. They now looked very uncomfortable as I couldn't help but look at their topless state. Both had very nice breasts. Sophie creamy white with rose pink, now hardening, nipples. Margaret lightly tanned round doughnut type with dark drown nipples. Sophie's blonde bush could be seen through the mesh front of her white panties. Margaret had a black triangle of a thong. Both women in their late forties still had excellent bodies from working out more than required to maintain health.
"Sorry. I just needed this signed" I said offering up my holiday card.
Before Sophie could reply the office door opened and matron appeared in the corridor.
"Yes sandy what do you want besides gorking" she asked in quite a bitter tone.
"My holiday card needs signing" I said offering her now the card.
"Well bring it here, then" she snapped and I brushed past Sophie and Margaret both of them wincing has I did. I couldn't help but cast my eyes down for a closer look as I did.
"Do you want to join them?" matron asked.
I snapped out of my still gorked state and presented matron the card without comment. She signed it without the usual obvious questions.
"Here" she said giving me the card back with her pen. Sophie being somewhat undressed didn't have a pen to sign. I turned and pushed the card and pen to Sophie who did not move but looked at matron with her eyes. "Well" matron said and Sophie lowered her hands and took the card and pen then turned and leaned against the wall to sign it. She turned back and give me the card and pen and I turned slightly but enough to be able to hand matron's pen back to her.
The atmosphere was very charged. I was having my little rush. I love being made to strip as you know but I love best watching others have to suffer the humiliation and disgrace even more. I could tell that Margaret did not like the ideas of the new girl seeing her like this. That danger look was in her eye and it was aimed at me.
Sophie just looked embarrassed. I was hoping to see her naked. I'd said as much at one of our outings for coffee. She knew it would happen I think sooner or later but perhaps not like this. This was I think something she wished to keep private separate.
"Off you go then gorky"matron said. Once more snapping me out of my drifting trance. I walked the few steps past the window now on my right to the outer door. I opened it and stepped through. before I could close it matron called out.
"Sandy. Just a moment!" I turned back and stepped inside.
"In my office please I have something for you" she said.
I thought that she had genuinely forgot something in the excitement of the situation. She disappeared into her office. I once more brushed passed both naughty school girls for I was sure I knew why they where waiting like that. They'd either been walloped or where about to be. I stepped into matron's office, matron stood at the door edge holding the handle, and she closed the door behind us.
She looked around as if she was looking for something but not on the desk or bookcases or filing cabinets but in the room itself.
A aha moment seemed to occur and she said, "Yes. stand there. You'll get a good view".
The there was the spot just in front of the filing cabinets which backed onto the internal wall. I moved to the spot and instinctively turned towards her desk looking across it to her chair.
She now open the door and stood in the doorway. "You first" she said and moved back into the office and stood at the outside wall to allow the person to walk into the room. Margaret appeared a fraction later than I thought of seeing her hands still on head. She was already moving to stand in front of the desk but matron spoke, "Stand in front of the desk in the usual way".
I could now see Margaret's naked back. The string part of the thong doing nothing to hide her naked bottom cheeks. Matron closed the door. She moved to her desk draws and open one and pulled out a English version of what American's call a paddle. I winced. I had noted that Sophie had told me matron liked old fashioned discipline. I also noted her use of 'usual'. I think Margaret knew what to expect and this was the reason for her lack of movement at its production.
"Right. Knickers off" matron said.
Margaret now moved. Not to remove her thong but to protest physically as well as verbally by saying, "Please not in front of her, she's new?"
"You know the rules and you know I don't care about your embarrassment. So strip or I'll make you really humiliate yourself" matron said which sent a visible shiver down both of us.
Margaret straighten her stance and pushed her thumbs into the thin waistline ribbon of material and pushed the thong down over her hips. She bent at ninety degrees as she pushed it to her knees then straighten up and wriggled it down to her ankles. She then stepped backwards and out of the thong and bent giving me a marvellous view of the jewels now her legs where slightly parted to pick it up.
She went to put the thong on the desk but matron stopped her. "Give it to Sandy to hold for you".
I could she the effect of the blush on her back. She turned now completely naked to show me that she trimmed her black bush. She shoved out her right arm thong scrunched up in her fist and dropped it into my outstretched left hand. She turned back to the desk and replaced her hands palm flat on her head.
Matron waited a moment before giving the instruction. "Right over you go. I will allow you to keep your legs closed so long as you can and don't make your usual fuss".
It seemed strange that she would now make a fuss having been so compliant. Then it crossed my mind that I tended to make a fuss when the swats where to hard to just pass off. Was this going to be a brutal beating.
Margaret got into position and matron took up hers. She did not beat about the bush. The first swat had landed and the second was incoming before my brain had caught up with the action. I could see Margaret flinching and really trying to keep her legs together and herself pinned to the desk. The swats didn't seem all that hard to me but perhaps paddles really hurt. Three and four I was able to take in now being up to speed. Her bottom cheeks where already bright red and she now shuddered and I heard a sob. She now reached out and grabbed the far side of the desk. Five and six came in much more rapid a succession. Then matron stopped.
Margaret was wriggling her bottom and pumping her legs making sure she did not give me any more a look of her pussy lips than she needed to. She was clear panting out pain and sobbing lightly.
"See what you can do when you try" Matron said.
We stood there like that for another good twenty seconds. Well me and matron stood looking at the seen poor Margaret still bent over. "Okay get your thong thing on and get back out there and wait until I'm done with Sophie".
Margaret struggled up and turned to me. She had clearly tear filled eyes. Yes I thought that paddle must be deceptive. I reached out my hand and she took her thong from it and unravelled it then bending placed it a few inches off the ground and stepped into it and pulled it up. She stood there quiet just looking at me. I could ready her split mind. One part wanted desperately to know what I thought about what I had just witnessed the other half plotting revenge.
She turned back to the desk and placed her hands on her head. Matron moved and opened the door. "Right out you go back into position". Margaret turned and walked out. Silence fell her foot steps and sounds of movement ending. "Right you next" matron said.
Sophie appeared in the office and walked up to the desk. Her pink nipples where now definitely aroused. Her blonde bush seemed much more lush through the mesh. Matron had left the paddle in the middle of the desk I think to psychologically mark the event to come. Matron closed the door and stepped up and took up the paddle.
"Get into position" matron said.
I could sense the puzzlement even stood behind Sophie but she moved as requested. She bent over the desk grabbed the far side and spread her legs wide. I could see her pussy lips to large to be contained by the thin strip of crouch material. Some of her blonde hairs spilled out over the edges. The middle part of the seat of the panties was mesh like the front and showed off her pink orbs.
"Right Sandy take her panties off" matron said.
Oh thank you God. I said to my self trembling. It was more than I could hope for. Sophie visibly winced at hearing the instruction. She knew she'd be naked but this I think was just the icing on the humiliation cake. I stepped forward and took hold of the waistband and pulled them down in one continuous motion. I achieved this by squatting down as I pulled. They came to a natural stop below the knee at about mid calf. I now rolled them down to the ankles and tapped Sophie's right leg to lift it which she did and pulled them off that leg. She replaced her leg and I tapped her left leg which she raised and I pulled the panties clear and stood up.
I stepped back and matron took up position. Matron began again without any fuss. The first three where on target before I really had any chance to savour them. Sophie was already clearly struggling to stay down roiling to her side lifting her right breast clear for me to see. Her legs where flaying around giving me a very unladylike show of her pussy. She'd not showed any verbal discomfort yet but the next three changed that. Four had her "owhing" and five had sharp intake of breath six caused the breath to explode. That was it all done and dusted.
I stood with matron just looking or gorking. After some time matron asked. "Had enough of seeing your friend and boss naked".
I just nodded still speechless.
"Okay get up and get dressed" matron said and Sophie rose and turned to me. I now saw her fully naked frontally I realised that she too trimmed.
Matron seemed to know my thoughts and said, "I like my lovers trimmed not shaven". Sophie winced, matron smiled but did not elaborate.
I handed Sophie her panties and she put them on by bending and stepping into them then puling them up. She placed her hands on her head and matron after about five second s opened the door and said "Out". She walked out and I heard her take up her place. Matron looked at me and said. "Well! Sod off I have work to do".
I walked briskly out of the office and brushed past the two topless figures and out of the porta-cabin. I was now really in a hurry to get home.
I walked off downstairs to the lower floor where I could cross to the support services wing. This wing housed the laundry, kitchens, canteen, boiler room etc. It also had the visors entrance and reception as well as administrative offices such as matron's. Matron's office was temporarily a porta-cabin. We where having a new day services block built to provide rehabilitation on a none residential basis.
The porta-cabin was accessed through what use to be the rear fire door. A covered walkway had been built out of ply wood sections. You entered the walkway which had windows to either side. One looked out onto the new build the other the staff car park. You where then faced within about six feet with three wooden steps that led up to the outer door of the cabin.
The cabins layout was basically a square office with a narrow rectangular strip partitioned office in front of it. The strip was two chairs wide plus a bit. The bit not being enough to walk between. On entry you faced the inner wall that separated the corridor strip from the office. The door to the office was at the other end of the corridor strip. Matron had put a few plastic bucket stacking chairs against the inner wall next to her door.
I pulled open the outer door and stepped into the corridor strip quite quickly wanting to get the card signed and get off home to some food. I stopped dead in my tracks, smiled broadly and flushed all over. The broadness of my smile was only matched by the look of shock and sad grimace of the two faces that turned to see who had barged in.
The two bodies stood opposite two of the three chairs that stood outside matron's office. They effectively bared the way to the door. The chair opposite each body had a pair of shoes underneath. The chair seats had a pile of clothes on them with bra's one white and one black clearly on show.
The two bodies belonging to Sophie and we'll call her Margaret the other unit lead where stood at attention with hands on head, palms flat one on top of each other. They now looked very uncomfortable as I couldn't help but look at their topless state. Both had very nice breasts. Sophie creamy white with rose pink, now hardening, nipples. Margaret lightly tanned round doughnut type with dark drown nipples. Sophie's blonde bush could be seen through the mesh front of her white panties. Margaret had a black triangle of a thong. Both women in their late forties still had excellent bodies from working out more than required to maintain health.
"Sorry. I just needed this signed" I said offering up my holiday card.
Before Sophie could reply the office door opened and matron appeared in the corridor.
"Yes sandy what do you want besides gorking" she asked in quite a bitter tone.
"My holiday card needs signing" I said offering her now the card.
"Well bring it here, then" she snapped and I brushed past Sophie and Margaret both of them wincing has I did. I couldn't help but cast my eyes down for a closer look as I did.
"Do you want to join them?" matron asked.
I snapped out of my still gorked state and presented matron the card without comment. She signed it without the usual obvious questions.
"Here" she said giving me the card back with her pen. Sophie being somewhat undressed didn't have a pen to sign. I turned and pushed the card and pen to Sophie who did not move but looked at matron with her eyes. "Well" matron said and Sophie lowered her hands and took the card and pen then turned and leaned against the wall to sign it. She turned back and give me the card and pen and I turned slightly but enough to be able to hand matron's pen back to her.
The atmosphere was very charged. I was having my little rush. I love being made to strip as you know but I love best watching others have to suffer the humiliation and disgrace even more. I could tell that Margaret did not like the ideas of the new girl seeing her like this. That danger look was in her eye and it was aimed at me.
Sophie just looked embarrassed. I was hoping to see her naked. I'd said as much at one of our outings for coffee. She knew it would happen I think sooner or later but perhaps not like this. This was I think something she wished to keep private separate.
"Off you go then gorky"matron said. Once more snapping me out of my drifting trance. I walked the few steps past the window now on my right to the outer door. I opened it and stepped through. before I could close it matron called out.
"Sandy. Just a moment!" I turned back and stepped inside.
"In my office please I have something for you" she said.
I thought that she had genuinely forgot something in the excitement of the situation. She disappeared into her office. I once more brushed passed both naughty school girls for I was sure I knew why they where waiting like that. They'd either been walloped or where about to be. I stepped into matron's office, matron stood at the door edge holding the handle, and she closed the door behind us.
She looked around as if she was looking for something but not on the desk or bookcases or filing cabinets but in the room itself.
A aha moment seemed to occur and she said, "Yes. stand there. You'll get a good view".
The there was the spot just in front of the filing cabinets which backed onto the internal wall. I moved to the spot and instinctively turned towards her desk looking across it to her chair.
She now open the door and stood in the doorway. "You first" she said and moved back into the office and stood at the outside wall to allow the person to walk into the room. Margaret appeared a fraction later than I thought of seeing her hands still on head. She was already moving to stand in front of the desk but matron spoke, "Stand in front of the desk in the usual way".
I could now see Margaret's naked back. The string part of the thong doing nothing to hide her naked bottom cheeks. Matron closed the door. She moved to her desk draws and open one and pulled out a English version of what American's call a paddle. I winced. I had noted that Sophie had told me matron liked old fashioned discipline. I also noted her use of 'usual'. I think Margaret knew what to expect and this was the reason for her lack of movement at its production.
"Right. Knickers off" matron said.
Margaret now moved. Not to remove her thong but to protest physically as well as verbally by saying, "Please not in front of her, she's new?"
"You know the rules and you know I don't care about your embarrassment. So strip or I'll make you really humiliate yourself" matron said which sent a visible shiver down both of us.
Margaret straighten her stance and pushed her thumbs into the thin waistline ribbon of material and pushed the thong down over her hips. She bent at ninety degrees as she pushed it to her knees then straighten up and wriggled it down to her ankles. She then stepped backwards and out of the thong and bent giving me a marvellous view of the jewels now her legs where slightly parted to pick it up.
She went to put the thong on the desk but matron stopped her. "Give it to Sandy to hold for you".
I could she the effect of the blush on her back. She turned now completely naked to show me that she trimmed her black bush. She shoved out her right arm thong scrunched up in her fist and dropped it into my outstretched left hand. She turned back to the desk and replaced her hands palm flat on her head.
Matron waited a moment before giving the instruction. "Right over you go. I will allow you to keep your legs closed so long as you can and don't make your usual fuss".
It seemed strange that she would now make a fuss having been so compliant. Then it crossed my mind that I tended to make a fuss when the swats where to hard to just pass off. Was this going to be a brutal beating.
Margaret got into position and matron took up hers. She did not beat about the bush. The first swat had landed and the second was incoming before my brain had caught up with the action. I could see Margaret flinching and really trying to keep her legs together and herself pinned to the desk. The swats didn't seem all that hard to me but perhaps paddles really hurt. Three and four I was able to take in now being up to speed. Her bottom cheeks where already bright red and she now shuddered and I heard a sob. She now reached out and grabbed the far side of the desk. Five and six came in much more rapid a succession. Then matron stopped.
Margaret was wriggling her bottom and pumping her legs making sure she did not give me any more a look of her pussy lips than she needed to. She was clear panting out pain and sobbing lightly.
"See what you can do when you try" Matron said.
We stood there like that for another good twenty seconds. Well me and matron stood looking at the seen poor Margaret still bent over. "Okay get your thong thing on and get back out there and wait until I'm done with Sophie".
Margaret struggled up and turned to me. She had clearly tear filled eyes. Yes I thought that paddle must be deceptive. I reached out my hand and she took her thong from it and unravelled it then bending placed it a few inches off the ground and stepped into it and pulled it up. She stood there quiet just looking at me. I could ready her split mind. One part wanted desperately to know what I thought about what I had just witnessed the other half plotting revenge.
She turned back to the desk and placed her hands on her head. Matron moved and opened the door. "Right out you go back into position". Margaret turned and walked out. Silence fell her foot steps and sounds of movement ending. "Right you next" matron said.
Sophie appeared in the office and walked up to the desk. Her pink nipples where now definitely aroused. Her blonde bush seemed much more lush through the mesh. Matron had left the paddle in the middle of the desk I think to psychologically mark the event to come. Matron closed the door and stepped up and took up the paddle.
"Get into position" matron said.
I could sense the puzzlement even stood behind Sophie but she moved as requested. She bent over the desk grabbed the far side and spread her legs wide. I could see her pussy lips to large to be contained by the thin strip of crouch material. Some of her blonde hairs spilled out over the edges. The middle part of the seat of the panties was mesh like the front and showed off her pink orbs.
"Right Sandy take her panties off" matron said.
Oh thank you God. I said to my self trembling. It was more than I could hope for. Sophie visibly winced at hearing the instruction. She knew she'd be naked but this I think was just the icing on the humiliation cake. I stepped forward and took hold of the waistband and pulled them down in one continuous motion. I achieved this by squatting down as I pulled. They came to a natural stop below the knee at about mid calf. I now rolled them down to the ankles and tapped Sophie's right leg to lift it which she did and pulled them off that leg. She replaced her leg and I tapped her left leg which she raised and I pulled the panties clear and stood up.
I stepped back and matron took up position. Matron began again without any fuss. The first three where on target before I really had any chance to savour them. Sophie was already clearly struggling to stay down roiling to her side lifting her right breast clear for me to see. Her legs where flaying around giving me a very unladylike show of her pussy. She'd not showed any verbal discomfort yet but the next three changed that. Four had her "owhing" and five had sharp intake of breath six caused the breath to explode. That was it all done and dusted.
I stood with matron just looking or gorking. After some time matron asked. "Had enough of seeing your friend and boss naked".
I just nodded still speechless.
"Okay get up and get dressed" matron said and Sophie rose and turned to me. I now saw her fully naked frontally I realised that she too trimmed.
Matron seemed to know my thoughts and said, "I like my lovers trimmed not shaven". Sophie winced, matron smiled but did not elaborate.
I handed Sophie her panties and she put them on by bending and stepping into them then puling them up. She placed her hands on her head and matron after about five second s opened the door and said "Out". She walked out and I heard her take up her place. Matron looked at me and said. "Well! Sod off I have work to do".
I walked briskly out of the office and brushed past the two topless figures and out of the porta-cabin. I was now really in a hurry to get home.
Tuesday, 8 June 2010
Lisa Bald as a Baby by Lisa
I am publishing this as it was originally posted but I have corrected the really bad mistakes which made it impossible to read. I may get around someday to sorting it out.
Hi there
Just thought I'd add this one. I was a nurse in the south of the U.K. and I was shaved. It was a Friday I had just finished my shift and was on my way to the bathroom and three nurses grabbed me and dragged me on to a trolley. They removed my uniform, now just in my tights bra and panties I struggled but was no match. My tights were pulled off soon I was naked begging when I saw one of them coming at me with a razor and shaveing cream. One of the nurses was around 14 stone at 19 years old I was only 8 stone. Anyway they pulled my knickers down the big nurse was sat legs eather side of me pinning my arms down the other two started to larther me up and they shaved me bald they told me bald as a baby with that one of the other girls said that this would be just the rite underware for me and pulled out a big nappy and put it on when I saw it I struggled for all it was worh I still had a 14 stone nurse on me taunting me saying "come on let nurse get you in your nappy" i was so humiliated then they said are you doing the weekend shift i was doing Saturday but I had sunday off Babs the nurse holding me down said well make sure this is on tomorrow on your shift or we will do it again but probably with the help of more people so I had no choice then babs got off and told me to get dressed but kept my tights and bag I'll put this stuff in the coffee room I looked at my watch and o crap every one would be in there and chances are head nurse would be briefing the next shift I was soo humiliated and begged them for my bag every time I walked the nappy made a crinkle noise I'd get found out for sure I begged for my bag I said you can keep the tights but they just giggled and walked off and said see you soon little one.
Hi there
Just thought I'd add this one. I was a nurse in the south of the U.K. and I was shaved. It was a Friday I had just finished my shift and was on my way to the bathroom and three nurses grabbed me and dragged me on to a trolley. They removed my uniform, now just in my tights bra and panties I struggled but was no match. My tights were pulled off soon I was naked begging when I saw one of them coming at me with a razor and shaveing cream. One of the nurses was around 14 stone at 19 years old I was only 8 stone. Anyway they pulled my knickers down the big nurse was sat legs eather side of me pinning my arms down the other two started to larther me up and they shaved me bald they told me bald as a baby with that one of the other girls said that this would be just the rite underware for me and pulled out a big nappy and put it on when I saw it I struggled for all it was worh I still had a 14 stone nurse on me taunting me saying "come on let nurse get you in your nappy" i was so humiliated then they said are you doing the weekend shift i was doing Saturday but I had sunday off Babs the nurse holding me down said well make sure this is on tomorrow on your shift or we will do it again but probably with the help of more people so I had no choice then babs got off and told me to get dressed but kept my tights and bag I'll put this stuff in the coffee room I looked at my watch and o crap every one would be in there and chances are head nurse would be briefing the next shift I was soo humiliated and begged them for my bag every time I walked the nappy made a crinkle noise I'd get found out for sure I begged for my bag I said you can keep the tights but they just giggled and walked off and said see you soon little one.
Michelle and Katrina Correspondence
Name: Michelle
Title: For Katrina
The groom, now my husband, really liked me shaved. I got as much or more teasing about my coloured nipples from him. My clothes were scattered all over the front yard. I was thrown naked out the back door and had to run around to the front and gather my clothes to put them on. It seemed like I was naked a very long time. The story really turns on my hubby. To get him going all I have to do is tell it or answer questions about it and he is ready to go.
I must say as a group we had no trouble persuading guys to hold them at the side of the pool by their hands and feet to be 1...2...3 then thrown in. What happens now in our crowd, is that whenever one of our crowd is held like that we remove her bikini, regardless of whether she is the bride to be or even when the pool is packed. Funnily enough we have had no complaints yet and its amazing how quick the guys worked it out.
On one occasion abroad the bride thought she outfoxed us by getting a Brazilian leaving her with a tiny shape left. We did let her think so until the last night before we were coming home. She was grabbed last thing in her room and despite her best effort had her "shape" removed in accordance with tradition. For her attempt to avoid her fate she was taken to the front hall and had to streak back to her room,....which we eventually opened.
Michelle have you had the chance for revenge yet?
What did the Groom think?
When did you get your clothes back?
With friends like that you must have some more stories.
Friday, May 16th 2008 - 08:14:05 AM
Name: Michelle
Title: for Katrina
Comments: I was at a friends house after a night of drinking at different clubs. As soon as I walked in the house they grabbed me. I fought too, with all my might. I am not the type to just let them, without a fight. I knew that they were going to do something to me but I didn't know what. They held me down and stripped me naked. They cheered as each piece of clothing was taken off. I was naked in the middle of a big recreation room on the floor with my legs spread wide open. When I realized what they intended to do to me I really fought, but as you say you can't win with a bunch of determined girls. Once they started I tried to stay still so I wouldn't get hurt. I just had to lay there and take it. It was embarrassing to be on display. They also coloured my nipples black with black marks a lot pens. They took some before and after pictures which they gave me. I hope they are the only copies!
Thursday, May 15th 2008 - 11:17:56 AM
Name: Katrina
Title: For Michelle
Comments: The first time I was shaved I knew it was coming but that did not stop the embarrassment. Nurses usually have the new recruit doing the shaving and I had done 2 already so I knew they were serious and genuine.
When they grabbed me I had no doubt it was no wind as I had shaved someone else before so they had me, it did not stop me struggling but as you know a group of girls can easily overpower one and despite my best efforts they stripped me naked and help me down.
Once you have been lathered and started you have to give in as you realise that you do not want to hurt yourself nor lose face.
As you know I have been stripped many times although I have been in many more stripping gangs and have seen all my colleagues over the years naked and most eventually shaved.
I am interested to know where they got you, were you in a house, or on holiday in a hotel room.
My friends outside nursing actually shaved a bride on her wedding day as a group of them went up to help her change out of her dress for the evening reception.
Lots of drinks, posh hotel with comp shaving kit etc. Bride venerable out of dress with sexy undies, and a crowd of mad friends a recipe for trouble.
Most Hen parties in that crowd usually end up in bra and pants, rarely naked and only a couple of shaves. We went on a few weekends away to the sun and there the bride had to be in the pool naked every day.......well that was our tradition.
Friday, 26 March 2010
University Medical by Jenny
This is not so much me being a nurse as my run in with one and a doctor at
the teaching hospital near where I was at University. I was just 19 at the time
and more than somewhat innocent.
I had been feeling a bit under the weather with a sore throat and decided to
go along to the teaching hospital attached to my University - I was studying
Botany at the time, not medicine. This was both intended to give us easy
access to a doctor and to give student doctors someone to practice on.
Anyway I was the last patient in and I asked for some help to clear up my
throat infection and was duly given a prescription some antibiotics. I was then
asked whether I had any other problems and I admitted to feeling a bit
‘rundown’ at the time.
‘Well,’ said the doctor, ‘As you are the last patient have time to give you a
more complete examination. I just call in the nurse to act as chaperone.’
Which he duly did.
As soon as she was in the room he said, ‘Please slip off your clothes.’ I
looked round for a screen but ended up stripping off in front of him and a very
interested nurse.
I removed my jacket, skirt, shoes, tights and my blouse to stand there in
just my knickers and bra. ‘Everything off,’ said the nurse brightly as I went to
walk back to the doctor, ‘Completely naked, please.’ As I had my back to her
she emphasised what was needed by unclipping my bra for me as I fumbled
with it.
I was now completely naked and as anyone will know it’s OK being naked
with a group who are in a similar state but when you are the only one and the
others are dressed it’s a bit - to be honest very - embarrassing.
I stood there naked as the doctor checked his notes and the nurse
prepared some instruments in a tray for use on me later I found.
The doctor came round his desk and had me stand up straight, arms out,
on my toes and so on before he had me turn round and, with my feet apart,
touch my toes. I had to hold this position for several seconds while both he
and the nurse checked out everything that could be seen between my legs.
Next to the more obvious checks of eyes an ears although why he could not
have done this while I had my clothes on I could not understand, until later!
Then out came the stethoscope and plopped on my chest as I breathed in and
out to order.
Then it was, ‘Up on the examination table, please,’ and I laid out flat as my
tummy was pushed and prodded about before the hands moved up to my
breasts and they got a similar treatment. Nurse was getting more interested by
the moment in my naked body and was only too keen to help me spread my
legs and slip my feet into the stirrups at the end of the couch giving me very
thorough check as my pussy lips came apart and I felt the cold air blow on
their moisture. She stood at the foot of the couch as the doctor ‘just popped in’
a speculum and followed it with a good eyeballing before he slipped in a stick
to take a smear sample.
Then it was on with the rubber gloves and in with the fingers for a good
rummage about as he pressed on my tummy. Just to be certain there was
nothing suspicious I then ended up with a finger or two in each of my available
orifices with their entrance made easier by a liberal application of lubricant
which nurse kindly wiped off for me when he had finished.
It must’ve been over half an hour before I was pronounced fit and allowed
to dress again without the benefit of a screen.
It was back at the Hall of Residence that evening that I was quizzed about
my run in with the doctor - and nurse.
‘Was it the young doctor, one about 30?’ I was asked as another student
who had been there before me.
‘Yes. why?’
She gave me a great big grin. ‘And did he get you stripped naked for a very
thorough exam? And did he have a nurse with him?’
‘Yes, as chaperone. But how do you know all this?
‘I had to see him when I first came here and it was only when mentioned it
my boyfriend that he told me that that doctor always likes to get young female
students naked and what is more so does that nurse.’
I still wonder how long it is before doctors get fed up with seeing their young
female patients naked and if nurses always enjoy the humiliation heaped on
other females!
Jenny.
the teaching hospital near where I was at University. I was just 19 at the time
and more than somewhat innocent.
I had been feeling a bit under the weather with a sore throat and decided to
go along to the teaching hospital attached to my University - I was studying
Botany at the time, not medicine. This was both intended to give us easy
access to a doctor and to give student doctors someone to practice on.
Anyway I was the last patient in and I asked for some help to clear up my
throat infection and was duly given a prescription some antibiotics. I was then
asked whether I had any other problems and I admitted to feeling a bit
‘rundown’ at the time.
‘Well,’ said the doctor, ‘As you are the last patient have time to give you a
more complete examination. I just call in the nurse to act as chaperone.’
Which he duly did.
As soon as she was in the room he said, ‘Please slip off your clothes.’ I
looked round for a screen but ended up stripping off in front of him and a very
interested nurse.
I removed my jacket, skirt, shoes, tights and my blouse to stand there in
just my knickers and bra. ‘Everything off,’ said the nurse brightly as I went to
walk back to the doctor, ‘Completely naked, please.’ As I had my back to her
she emphasised what was needed by unclipping my bra for me as I fumbled
with it.
I was now completely naked and as anyone will know it’s OK being naked
with a group who are in a similar state but when you are the only one and the
others are dressed it’s a bit - to be honest very - embarrassing.
I stood there naked as the doctor checked his notes and the nurse
prepared some instruments in a tray for use on me later I found.
The doctor came round his desk and had me stand up straight, arms out,
on my toes and so on before he had me turn round and, with my feet apart,
touch my toes. I had to hold this position for several seconds while both he
and the nurse checked out everything that could be seen between my legs.
Next to the more obvious checks of eyes an ears although why he could not
have done this while I had my clothes on I could not understand, until later!
Then out came the stethoscope and plopped on my chest as I breathed in and
out to order.
Then it was, ‘Up on the examination table, please,’ and I laid out flat as my
tummy was pushed and prodded about before the hands moved up to my
breasts and they got a similar treatment. Nurse was getting more interested by
the moment in my naked body and was only too keen to help me spread my
legs and slip my feet into the stirrups at the end of the couch giving me very
thorough check as my pussy lips came apart and I felt the cold air blow on
their moisture. She stood at the foot of the couch as the doctor ‘just popped in’
a speculum and followed it with a good eyeballing before he slipped in a stick
to take a smear sample.
Then it was on with the rubber gloves and in with the fingers for a good
rummage about as he pressed on my tummy. Just to be certain there was
nothing suspicious I then ended up with a finger or two in each of my available
orifices with their entrance made easier by a liberal application of lubricant
which nurse kindly wiped off for me when he had finished.
It must’ve been over half an hour before I was pronounced fit and allowed
to dress again without the benefit of a screen.
It was back at the Hall of Residence that evening that I was quizzed about
my run in with the doctor - and nurse.
‘Was it the young doctor, one about 30?’ I was asked as another student
who had been there before me.
‘Yes. why?’
She gave me a great big grin. ‘And did he get you stripped naked for a very
thorough exam? And did he have a nurse with him?’
‘Yes, as chaperone. But how do you know all this?
‘I had to see him when I first came here and it was only when mentioned it
my boyfriend that he told me that that doctor always likes to get young female
students naked and what is more so does that nurse.’
I still wonder how long it is before doctors get fed up with seeing their young
female patients naked and if nurses always enjoy the humiliation heaped on
other females!
Jenny.
Elizabeth
Besides normal sex that I enjoy very much and contributes 95% to my sex life I also enjoy role-plays. I especially like role-plays involving me being a sleep and viewed unknowingly. This little quirk comes from my days as a medical student and junior house doctor. I thought that George might allow my story here.
My name is Elizabeth I entered medical school in 1980. In my last year I was doing pre-surgery I was hoping to go on to train as a surgeon. Like many would-be surgeons I ended up a GP (Family Physician). My best friend Anne had been complaining for a few days about a pain in her side that would come and go. I had just scrubbed up to watch and assist by mainly not getting in the way when there was a rumbling going around. I just knew something was going on but not what until a staff nurse said.
“One of your colleagues as got a burst appendix”.
I immediately thought of Anne though quite why I should I did not know at that precise moment. Sure enough Anne was wheel in to anaesthesia in much pain. She was speedily put to sleep. The staff nurse said, “Poor cow she doesn’t know what she’s in for”. “I beg to differ I think she knows this procedure very well”, I said. Staff smiled and said, “Well we’ll see and make sure you learn from it”.
The normal procedure once the patient was sound a sleep was to strip them of the theatre gown under the trolley blanket then take them into the theatre. Staff just removed the trolley blanket then began to remove Anne’s gown. I did think to protest in was all done very fast. I then noticed that the two porters had remained and the male anaesthetist was well giving poor Anne then 24, blonde, 5ft 6 inches, 34c a very through visual examination.
“Now do you see why she’s a poor cow and if you have to have surgery go to another hospital” staff said.
I cottoned on alright poor Anne wasn’t a shy girl but well even I knew that the thought of a few male colleagues not having to fantasize anymore would drive me hysterical.
“Okay that’s your lot for now” staff said and covered Anne up. She was wheeled into theatre and Mr Selby was waiting to perform the operation. “Well this should be Mr McNuowts by rights but he isn’t here yet”. The operation went well and Mr McNuowts arrived just at the end. Mr Selby said for the drapes to be removed so that Mr McNuowts could se his handy work. Once more poor Anne was lying completely naked on the operating table. Various other staff now appeared to see the handy work supposedly. Not just the various male ODAs but female staff as well. Poor Anne’s breasts could easily be seen and as she woke open due to the anaesthetist lightening the gases she started to writhe which caused her legs to spread enough to cause one of the males to say, “I think you for got to stitch a bit doc” everyone groaned at the joke.
“Okay lets get her on the trolley” staff said. This had a good few enthusiastic helpers since it afforded them a closer look and because of the way it was done a glimpse of Anne’s bottom.
In writing this I perhaps make it soon as if Anne was laid there naked for minutes. In real time it was perhaps 30 seconds in the anaesthetics suite and a minute in the theatre. Normally one would not get to see anything unnecessarily.
The next day when Anne was up to visitors I went to se her. After all the expected chitchat Anne asked. “Did they all cop a good look then” I nodded a bit ashamed. “Thanks friend you could have stopped them”. That made me feels even worse. Anne with a smile said “I’ll return the favour some day”.
Five years later I was finishing my GP training and was about to be married to my husband. I’d order the wedding dress and made sure I had it months ahead. When I tried it on I noticed that it rubbed my back just where a mole was which I’d had since birth well very young. It was a bit of a problem and I’d got use to wearing just the right bra or dress to avoid it. It was no use it would have to go. I asked Anne now a qualified surgeon if she would do the honours. Sure thing I was booked in as a day patient.
This was before mole removal at your GPs was all the rage. So I found myself on a day surgery ward being wheeled down to have a quick anaesthetic and surgical removal.
All went well and I soon woke up back on the ward. Nurse checked on me. Everything was fine. The two porters that had taken me down would appear to take down further afternoon patients. They smiled at me wryly and I returned it. The anaesthetist who had check me over that morning popped in to see a patient who was a bit unwell and he had a very strange smirk on his face.
Anne eventually popped up to see that I was all right and discharge me. Has she finished her exam she learnt forward and whispered, “Payback”, I had to think what she meant then it dawned on me. I fell through the bed in horror but what could I say.
Anne would not give me the details that just made it worse because my own imagination ran away with me. It wasn’t until after the wedding one night when having drinks that she eventually told my husband, hers, and me.
I’d been wheeled into the anaesthetic suite knocked out and well stripped of everything. I just laid their out cold naked I couldn’t do anymore. Anne said my 32b breasts where very much admired by the sandman and the two porters. Not to mention an ODA or two. She said that she thought I’d trim for the occasion, which I hadn’t. Black if you must know. I was wheeled in still naked and placed on the operation table on my front thankfully. According to Anne this gave everyone a good view of what Rob my hubby recons is my best feature my bottom.
This is what started my little role-play kink.
My name is Elizabeth I entered medical school in 1980. In my last year I was doing pre-surgery I was hoping to go on to train as a surgeon. Like many would-be surgeons I ended up a GP (Family Physician). My best friend Anne had been complaining for a few days about a pain in her side that would come and go. I had just scrubbed up to watch and assist by mainly not getting in the way when there was a rumbling going around. I just knew something was going on but not what until a staff nurse said.
“One of your colleagues as got a burst appendix”.
I immediately thought of Anne though quite why I should I did not know at that precise moment. Sure enough Anne was wheel in to anaesthesia in much pain. She was speedily put to sleep. The staff nurse said, “Poor cow she doesn’t know what she’s in for”. “I beg to differ I think she knows this procedure very well”, I said. Staff smiled and said, “Well we’ll see and make sure you learn from it”.
The normal procedure once the patient was sound a sleep was to strip them of the theatre gown under the trolley blanket then take them into the theatre. Staff just removed the trolley blanket then began to remove Anne’s gown. I did think to protest in was all done very fast. I then noticed that the two porters had remained and the male anaesthetist was well giving poor Anne then 24, blonde, 5ft 6 inches, 34c a very through visual examination.
“Now do you see why she’s a poor cow and if you have to have surgery go to another hospital” staff said.
I cottoned on alright poor Anne wasn’t a shy girl but well even I knew that the thought of a few male colleagues not having to fantasize anymore would drive me hysterical.
“Okay that’s your lot for now” staff said and covered Anne up. She was wheeled into theatre and Mr Selby was waiting to perform the operation. “Well this should be Mr McNuowts by rights but he isn’t here yet”. The operation went well and Mr McNuowts arrived just at the end. Mr Selby said for the drapes to be removed so that Mr McNuowts could se his handy work. Once more poor Anne was lying completely naked on the operating table. Various other staff now appeared to see the handy work supposedly. Not just the various male ODAs but female staff as well. Poor Anne’s breasts could easily be seen and as she woke open due to the anaesthetist lightening the gases she started to writhe which caused her legs to spread enough to cause one of the males to say, “I think you for got to stitch a bit doc” everyone groaned at the joke.
“Okay lets get her on the trolley” staff said. This had a good few enthusiastic helpers since it afforded them a closer look and because of the way it was done a glimpse of Anne’s bottom.
In writing this I perhaps make it soon as if Anne was laid there naked for minutes. In real time it was perhaps 30 seconds in the anaesthetics suite and a minute in the theatre. Normally one would not get to see anything unnecessarily.
The next day when Anne was up to visitors I went to se her. After all the expected chitchat Anne asked. “Did they all cop a good look then” I nodded a bit ashamed. “Thanks friend you could have stopped them”. That made me feels even worse. Anne with a smile said “I’ll return the favour some day”.
Five years later I was finishing my GP training and was about to be married to my husband. I’d order the wedding dress and made sure I had it months ahead. When I tried it on I noticed that it rubbed my back just where a mole was which I’d had since birth well very young. It was a bit of a problem and I’d got use to wearing just the right bra or dress to avoid it. It was no use it would have to go. I asked Anne now a qualified surgeon if she would do the honours. Sure thing I was booked in as a day patient.
This was before mole removal at your GPs was all the rage. So I found myself on a day surgery ward being wheeled down to have a quick anaesthetic and surgical removal.
All went well and I soon woke up back on the ward. Nurse checked on me. Everything was fine. The two porters that had taken me down would appear to take down further afternoon patients. They smiled at me wryly and I returned it. The anaesthetist who had check me over that morning popped in to see a patient who was a bit unwell and he had a very strange smirk on his face.
Anne eventually popped up to see that I was all right and discharge me. Has she finished her exam she learnt forward and whispered, “Payback”, I had to think what she meant then it dawned on me. I fell through the bed in horror but what could I say.
Anne would not give me the details that just made it worse because my own imagination ran away with me. It wasn’t until after the wedding one night when having drinks that she eventually told my husband, hers, and me.
I’d been wheeled into the anaesthetic suite knocked out and well stripped of everything. I just laid their out cold naked I couldn’t do anymore. Anne said my 32b breasts where very much admired by the sandman and the two porters. Not to mention an ODA or two. She said that she thought I’d trim for the occasion, which I hadn’t. Black if you must know. I was wheeled in still naked and placed on the operation table on my front thankfully. According to Anne this gave everyone a good view of what Rob my hubby recons is my best feature my bottom.
This is what started my little role-play kink.
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