I did not expect any interesting fun whilst in Germany. My first weeks passed without any incident whatever. I had been in Germany since Sunday 16th January. I'm here for six months until Friday 24th June. I am writing this on Sunday 8th May not knowing what the future holds for me since the strange events of last night. But I'm getting a head of myself.
I met Elka on my second week in Germany she was my opposite number on the other unit in the centre. She spoke very good none accent English. She had been to the USA for two years after qualifying as a nurse in Germany. Her Germanic English had been sculptured into a southern droll complete with southern states idioms. She was half my age nearly at 24 although at first I though she was much older because of her maturity rather than appearance. She was the complete Arian if you are still allowed to use that disreputable term. Tall at six foot two, yes, six foot two. Or has Elka puts it 188 centimetres. Weight 75 kg which I think is about 11st and 11llbs. Which is middle weight or there about for her height. Blue eyes and flowing blonde hair.
I had gone to Elka's as usual after work. I had been billeted in a hostel. My single room had a bed, bedside locker, dressing table come writing desk, a wardrobe and a chest of draws. Besides a chair and wash basin it was very sparse. So being able to sit and watch a DVD, and using Elka's computer to keep in touch with family broke the isolation I was feeling. It had become a routine of sorts. Also, Elka had a bath. This meant I could get a long soak without worrying about others wanting to use the bathroom and the ever present fear of the door in the hostel being forced open and finding myself on display to strangers although that did appeal to me in a scary way.
Elka had seen me naked on my third visit. I hadn't meant to show her my naked body but the opportunity presented itself. I had run a bath and stripped off when I realised that I had left my hang bag with clean undies in the room. It was a bit nerve racking stepping out of the bathroom and crossing the hall to her living room door. I hesitated at the door listening to her reading, turning the pages of a magazine. I knew that the blinds would be open and her large picture window which over looked the parkland which led down to the lake was viewable by people in the distance. I pushed open the room door and stepped in slightly.
Elka raised and turned her head and saw my full naked front. I had covered my peaks and forest with my hands. She looked and smiled.
"I've left my clean underwear in my bag" I said gesturing to it besides the chair that I had occupied.
Elka did not move to retrieve it has I had thought she would. Since she was not alarmed or objecting or moving to assist, I scampered across the wood floor to retrieve my underwear. I could see through the window in the distance a couple walking their dog, and young women jogging listening to her iPod, a older man on his bike. I hoped that the only eyes that could see my nakedness was Elka's. This would have given her a good view of my bottom and as I bent to pull out my panties my pussy. I was now unconcealed and I was sure she would be able to see my firm breasts. I remained bent over searching for bra and eventually retrieved it. I stood up naked and turned. She could now see all of me. She smiled and said nothing. I walked out and to the bathroom.
I bathed and dressed and returned to the room to find Elka busy preparing a meal. Nothing was said about my little streak. Later back in the hostel naked on my bed I pleasured myself fantasying what might have happened.
Some weeks later I called around on a Sunday afternoon. Elka was out but she'd given me a key. I prepared my bath and stripped off and put myself into the lovely warm water. I had been in long enough to do my hair, wash thoroughly, and do all the maintenance that a older bodies needs. I was lying back to have a soak when the flat's front door open. Elka was in the bathroom before I could call out.
"Gosh! Du hast mich erschreckt! Ich hatte nicht erwartet Sie heute." Then realising that she had spoken in German said "I did not know you to be here".
"I'm nearly done. I'll go" I said not wanting to be a imposition and blow my bolt hold.
"Oh no. Please stay but I most go now". Then after a pause not sure of my understanding. "Its okay if I pee".
"Yes" I said.
Elka ruffled up her dress and pulled down her tights and knickers whilst still facing me and backed onto the toilet and discharged her bladder. I didn't see anything other than her pink panties but that was enough to have my nipples hard. That and the fact that since entering her bathroom she had not took her eyes off my naked body. She had scanned me fully trying not to make it obvious. But she had I was sure committed every inch of me to memory.
She finished and left into the kitchen and called through if I wanted tea or coffee. I called back coffee and she brought me a cup and sat on the toilet lid whilst chatting away to me still very naked and wet in the tub.
Eventually I said that I must get out before I shrivelled up and Elka stood and left. Which disappointed me a bit, I must admit.
Some weeks later Elka was due to go home to her family for the weekend. She asked if I would look after her flat. I was very pleased to do this. I was to stay from the Friday night Elka leaving early Saturday morning and not returning until Monday night.
She arrived home from work on Friday and I had prepared a meal for both of us. She ate and we chatted over a bottle of wine. She then said she had to bath and went off to do so. She was pottering about. I suddenly had an idea and called out. "Can I use the loo before you get in". She reply "Sicher!" (Sure). I stood and left the room heading for the bathroom. Elka was coming out of her bedroom tying back her flowing blonde hair just in pale blue panties. Her ruby red nipples in stark contrast to her pale white porcelain breasts.
"I won't be a mo" I said and darted into the bathroom. Elka remained in the hall way whilst I did my business. On flushing and opening the door Elka was stood there leaning against the hall wall. Her breasts on show her white body punctuated by her red nipples and pale blue panties. She stood and brushed past me and went to turn off the bath taps. I walked back to the room. She called after me as I heard her stepping into the water and adjusting to its heat. "Bringen Sie mir einen Kaffee. Bitte! ("Bring me a coffee would you".).
I went to the kitchen as I stepped into the hall I could see Elka's reflection in the mirror naked. She was shaven. She was stood kicking the water around to get use to the heat.
I made the coffee and returned to the bathroom. Elka was now in the tub fully busy washing. I put the cup on the self behind the taps and went to leave. "No. Stay and talk to me please" she said so I put the toilet lid down and sat on it. I could now see all of her body. Her shaven pussy was tight lipped, straight cut if you understand that description. She most of regularly shaved and treated the skin because it was silky smooth. I was trying to not make it obvious that I was feasting on her body.
"You like my body?" she asked.
I blushed. "You are very beautiful" I said.
"You are straight are you not" Elka said. I blushed again. "Yes! But ... ah" I said. Not sure how to explain myself.
"You like showing your body" Elka asked. I cherry blushed at this and swallowed before nodding, very uneasily.
Elka continued with her bath chatting away. She reminded me of the bits and pieces of information I would need for my stay. She finished and stood up before I could really say or do anything. "Gib mir das Handtuch würden Sie bitte". I reached for the towel and passed it to her. She began wrapped it around herself and stepped out of the bath tub. I stood and left thinking that was the best thing to do.
The week after her return home I was around her flat. She was getting ready to go out with her part-time occasional boy friend. I was typing away on the computer and just managed to click of the rather interesting story I was reading. I turned to see her stood their just in panties, breasts nice and firm, cherry nipples stiff for some reason. She was holding a dress in her hands. "Do you think I need a bra with this". She asked.
"Oh no you have real... Firm breasts" I said.
"Yes my tits are firm but is it to revealing to go commando?" She said with the express she uses when checking the correct use of a idiom.
I smiled. "Commando means to be panty-less" I said. "Oh perhaps I should be that to. He might be a man after all" Elka said and we both laughed. It was decided that the dress would be fine without the bra.
Another few days passed and I was around Elka's with friends. We had a lovely picnic in the parkland it turning unusually warm for the time of year. Plenty of wine was drunk. My German is not all that good but I was sort of following and people would remember me and repeat conversation in English or speak in English until they forgot.
Suddenly one of the other girls asked. "Do you ..... (she paused and used a German phrase asking the others how to translate it) "Grünschnabel". Elka said "Welcome". "Do you welcome new nurses?".
I blushed a bit and went warm. Another group member "Tut tutted" as if a social gaff had been committed.
"We have something called green horning" I said.
They all looked at me. Then burst out laughing. Elka was the first to recover enough to speak.
"Grünschnabel. It means greenhorn or new person". It wasn't long before we where sharing tales of our misfortunes. I will leave them to another time. The picnic wound-down and I helped Elka carry the remains back to her flat. We tidied away and I prepared to leave. "Do you want coffee or tea" Elka asked. "Oh I must be going I have a long shift tomorrow" I said. "Please stay for one I would like to chat more with you" Elka said. "Oh Okay then just a quick one" I said.
We sat in the room chatting about the day. Then Elka having avoided what she wanted to ask asked. "From your stories and your displays here I believe you like to be stripped...?" She said.
I blushed. Elka smiled having a answer in my face. "You like showing?" she said causing the blush to deepen. Then finding her nerve at my weakness said. "Do you prefer to be stripped?" I blushed head to toe. After all this was a girl half my age. She smiled and let me off and return to more neutral conversation. At the door as I left she said. "You will probably be treated as a Grünschnabel.... Greenhorn, NO!" I nodded and smiled and left.
It was late on Saturday 7th May. I was walking off the unit. Two colleagues where behind me. A was 34 married with two children. She was tall at 5ft 10 Inches and was bony with small breasts. B was older than me say early fifties, small at around 5ft 6 inches for my German counterparts. She had firm breast supported by her substantial bra. They where quite large for her size. She was a recent grand-mother.
The atmosphere had been strangely tense all day I was about to find out why. We waited for the lift Elka and two colleagues from her ward joining us. C was 22 years old just out of training. She was 5Ft 8inches, very slim but not bony. She had good muscle tone. Her breasts where correctly proportioned to her size. She was currently dating a civil engineering student she met at university. D was in her mid thirties. 5 ft 7 inch. She was very muscular she obviously worked out.She was married with no children as yet.
We all stepped on to the lift together. I ended up in the middle of the group. My two colleagues where behind me, Elka to my side and her two colleagues in front. The lift doors closed and the lift started to descend. One of the nurses in front of me pressed the lift stop button. It took me a moment to process what was about to happen but it was a moment to long. My arms where grabbed from behind and the two nurses in front turned.
"Oh no. Please no." I said.
"It is your Neuling" the two nurses facing me said.
"I thought you where joking when you said you stripped them in the elevator" I said.
"Keine" Elka said. Which is a German emphatic no!
"Strip her she won't mind" Elka said. Just Elka speaking those words had me wet between my legs and wanting the toilet. That, as well as the actions of the others sealed my fate the nurses in front went to work. One knelt down and started on my scholls while the other went for the waistband of my scrubs. Soon my feet where bare and on the cold elevator floor. Shortly followed by my bare legs feeling the chill. The nurse at my feet now unravelled me from my scrubs.
"Very sexy panties .. hay... Sandy? Elka said looking down at my lower area. I had to think which panties I had on. I remembered sensible white ones. I'd taken to that precaution after the comment at the front door but I hadn't thought about it this morning.
I could feel the nurses fingers around my Höschen then they where down and around my ankles.
"Sie müssen nicht trimmen Ihr Wald". The nurse on the floor said looking up at me. "No I don't trim it" I said. "Wir alle rasieren unsere Busch. Es ist viel hygienischer."She said. Then one of the nurse holding my struggling arms said, "Nein, es ist viel zu kalt in England zu rasieren.". Then Elka piped in with, "Unser Englischer freund gerne rasiert werden. Vielleicht sollten wir das tun, anstatt sie haben herumlaufen nackt.". "No!" I exclaimed.
My Höschen had now been removed. They now turned their attention to my scrubs top. They pushed it up and over my head and it came to rest above my elbows at the point that my arms where being restrained. My Büstenhalter wasn't much of a defence and it soon was over my head. It was now a easy task for them to be pulled from me for me to be naked.
Elka now produced what she'd been fiddling with in her pocket. Handschellen, handcuffs. Not domestic ones for play but the real thing.
"Vorder-oder Rückseite". Elka asked? "Vor bitte, bitte." I pleaded.
"Nein, nicht so viel Spaß wäre für uns. Oder Sie. Jeder wollen Ihre Busch zu sehen.". Elka said and with that the two nurses holding me turned me around and I was handcuffed behind my back. "Nizza hintern, Sandy". Elka said. "Ja, sehr schön. Sie Britisch wie Tracht Prügel, nein". said C. "Tracht Pru... Ich verstehe nicht". A then slapped my naked bottom causing me to yelp over the top of Elka saying. "Spanking .... ah .. caning". "Bitte, caning" B asked. "Züchtigung" A said giving me another slap on my bare cheeks to every ones amusement. "Stop it. Don't touch what you can't afford". Elka translated.
The two nurse doing the stripping collected up my clothes and one of them started the lift. Now real fear griped me. What would happen when the doors opened at the bottom. At least it would only be my derrière I would be sacrificing. The lift pinged to a halt. I took a deep breath and the doors swished open. The bitches whizzed me around. My heart leapt. Thank God, no one waiting. But my heart was now racing.
At this time of night there would be no visitors or patients up and about. It would only be staff. My two colleagues released their grip and I was pushed out into the corridor naked and cuffed. I was watching a movie of my plight in the ink black window which over looked the car park. My naked body would be clearly visible from the car park if anyone was looking in. I could see no lights or activity so I was hopefully safe. I came to a stop and looked around wondering where to go and try to hide. Stood where I was my full body was on show to the crowd around me. They where directly viewing my bottom and my boobs and bush in the window reflection. The public areas are much cooler than the units. You always feel a chill on the skin of your exposed arms. Being naked meant I could feel the chill everywhere. My skin goose-pimpled and I shivered to control the chill ripple flowing through my body. I was in real panic. The two colleagues that had stripped me now took hold of my arms with a firm grip and turned my body to face the lift. They prevented me from mount any attempt at concealing. I looked over my shoulder to see my reflection in the ink black window the light of the corridor illuminating the reflection. Well at least flash my Gesäß was better than my peaks and forest.
There I stood naked and cuffed. I knew from their stories that the key would be put somewhere. If they liked you they'd tell you exactly where it was. If they liked seeing you they'd tell you roughly where it was. If they hated you good luck looking. One of the nurse that had held me took the key from Elka and rejoined the elevator and pushed the button. I stood there watching the floor indicator light up as it ascended the floors. Elka chatted away to the others. I occasionally caught bits of what they where saying. It stop at the second. Two floors my stomach sank. Then started again to the top floor, four. It stood there for a while before starting to descend again. I had been held facing the lift door. The reason hadn't escaped me.
They lay out of the German hospital is the same as my centre in the UK. The German one is just twice the size. So we where behind the night door in the lift alcove. People coming and going across reception would not be able to see me, unless they came close to the night door (to use lifts, go to the changing rooms or canteen) or went to use the stairs. I could hear the receptionists. At this time of night there would be male doctors, porters and technicians still around. I breathed as the indicator went to zero and the ping sound then swish. Two new faces to see me. My unit lead and Elka's unit lead who had just done a very quick hand over. I tried instinctively to turn away but was prevented by the two nurses holding me.
My unit leader E was just a few years younger than me, 42. She was taller than me at 5 ft 6 inches. Short for German woman, but tall for British. She had a shock red mop of hair with freckles. Her breast where very small and pointed and she rarely wore a bra. She had a pert little bum. Elka's lead, F, was in her mid thirties, blonde, very tall like Elka but not quite as tall so say 6 feet 1 inch. She was much heavier set than Elka. Her artificially enhanced breasts where her USP, as she was a part-time model. Swim wear, and lingerie nothing tacky. They both smiled and looked me up and down.
"Lassen Sie uns sehen, wie viel Ihr Deutsch als verbessert. Der Schlüssel für die Handschellen irgendwo in der obersten Etage im Aufzug Bereich. Wenn Sie ihn finden und bringen sie zu uns, bevor wir verlassen den Umkleideräumen wir entsperren Sie. Wenn nicht, müssen Sie jemanden, der bereit ist Sie entsperren zu finden. Oh, und nicht mit dem Lift. Um sicherzustellen, dass ich es über Nacht eingeschaltet zu Service.". My unit lead said, then added, "Lasst uns sehen, ihr Gesäß". My two captors turned me quickly to meet their request. "Ich sehe, Sie müssen sie an einem gewissen Punkt zu überzeugen". Elka's lead said. Nein, es war einfach zu gut, um zu widerstehen" A said. They all laughed and with that I was released and they all high tailed it for the changing rooms without checking my complete understanding. I was still processing the German.
I worked out that the key was near the elevator on the fourth floor. I was using the feedback from the lift indicator than my translation ability. If I was quick enough and found it and brought it to them in the changing room before they went I would be uncuffed. I wasn't sure they said what would happen if I didn't or where my clothes would be.
There is a major difference between English nurse initiations and German initiations. In England it is the girls who get initiated by other girls. Males are kept as far away as possible. In Germany the males get initiated as well. Exactly the same way as the girls. Also in England the senior management don't get involved in initiations and try to stop them. Health and safety. Not in Germany every grade and occupation is involved. Consequently there is no attempt to protect your modesty. You are just as fair game as all the others. I had worked out that E had switched the lift to night service which meant to open the doors and activate it you need a swipe card. So I would be taking the stairs which where the other side of the locked security door with no chance of me using a swipe for that.
I had no option but to buzz the night door lock with my nose. It took a few goes to be successful then a few successful goes before reception came to see. It was a women about my age that I knew by passing acquaintance. She first saw my head peering out then as she got closure realise. She brighten and smiled.
"Brynna. Kommen Sie schnell und sehen Sie die im Englisch Krankenschwester werden Grünschnabel". Soon both of them where at the door holding it open but impeding my passage whilst they made sure they had a good view of everything. Brynna was in her late twenties, very pretty girl with a pony tail. She was smartly dressed in uniform jacket, skirt, blouse and tights. Well I assumed tights. The other receptionist was my age late forties. Spectacled and very maiden aunt as we would say. She had me back away, "Schritt zurück Dame. Der Preis der Passage ist ein guter Blick auf Ihre Reize. Wir gingen auf Ihre Titten, Muschi, und Unterseite zu sehen.". I stepped back and they looked and commented. "Dreh dich um, bitte". I turned and they looked at my rear appeals. Once they had had their fill they watched my bare bottom disappear for the stairs.
The sound of my bare feet echoed around the empty reception area. The big glass doors painted ink black by the night. The twist in my stomach and pounding heart as I saw my reflection in them. Not just one reflection but one in each door. The front of the hospital thankfully overlooked the parkland and at this time of night no one ventured there. Not because it was dangerous just what was the point at that time of night.
I turned across the reception the receptionist walking behind me and watching me go out of sight as I turned and started to climb the stairs. They would be seeing me again when I came back. Has I have said your modesty was not protected in Germany they think nothing of nudity unlike the British and Americans. I started up the stairs and realised that the chill of air and my general fatigue of a twelve hour shift and fitness was not up to such exertion. By the time I reached the first floor I was puffing. The concrete under the plastic flooring caused my soles to smart as I pitter-pattered. Well at least from now on I would become more and more concealed from the the outside world.
I turned up the next half flight of stairs and has I reached the half landing the unit door nearest the bottom of the stairs burst open. "Flitzer" a voice called and I instinctively looked back. A young nurse was looking right up at me. Turning as I did meant that she caught a side frontal as well as a good rear shot. Her eyes wide looked right at my bush and amusement spread across her young face. I wondered if they all shaved. I put some speed on and took the next half flight at twice the pace. Just at that the floor above was filled with the sound of a unit door clicking open and two male voices.
Before I could stop and think of turning and running or at least concealing my frontal assets the two doctors where down the first few steps coming to a halt looking right at me. "Was ist das Sandy Sie haben keine Kleidung". I turned to conceal myself. "Keine Sorge, ich habe es gesehen alle vor.". The older of the two said. The young added, "Ich habe es gesehen alle vor dem zu. Aber nicht so ein schönes Paar.". "You've not seen mine before now hurry up past" I said panting out of breath. "Oh, Sandy, hast du so ein süßes unten. Aber es ist Pech, auf der Treppe Kreuz". I turned my head to face them. I was not at all superstitious but it was clear they weren't going to leave without full sight of me and the time was already ticking on. "You will have to move and back away I want no touching". I said. They nodded and began backing up the stairs but not taking their eyes off me.
Resigned I turned to face them their faces showed their appreciation. They now had full site of my breasts and forest. The thought of these two quite dishy doctors giving me a very expert eye test made me warm and a bit to juicy. I walked up the stairs my boobs swinging to their delight. I tried to act as if I want walking in the nude hands cuffed ever day of my life, as if, was something to be seen in these parts everyday. They studied every inch of my body as it moved climbing higher and higher. At the landing area I paused catching my breath, silly me, this gave them a good ten second clear view of everything and they took it. "Sie sind sehr sexuelle liebe Sandy" the older doctor said. "Sehr geil Nr.!". The young one said nudging the older one at pointing with his eyes. I looked down to meet the point of his gaze. I blushed and closed my eyes and turned away into the inner bend of the stairs. I was puffed as well as puffing. I crossed to the inside rail and rolled around the stair end reducing my exposure to them. "Fantastische, wunderbare, Pracht" they where saying together and repeating in different combinations. They now watched my bottom waddle up the next half flight before they returned to their down ward journey and conversation about a patient.
I managed to make the top floor without further incident which was just as well because when I got to the top floor a welcome party was waiting for me. When your naked a strange thing happens to you. You can actually feel your hair and parts of your body which you normally tune out. I could feel the hair of my black forest actually growing as I climbed. As my eyes came above the level of the top of the stairs I could see feet clad in scholls. The blue legs growing out of them. I breathed deeply knowing that once more I would be revealing myself to people who until then had perhaps only glimpsed me in the changing room. Has I puffed and panted my way to the top the scene cleared. Five female staff and two porters where waiting for me at the top of the stairs. I had no choice. The key was there waiting for me. They would not leave so I would have to search for it with an audience.
"Flitzer. Flitzer" one of the young female called as my head poked into their view. A few more stairs and they could all see my breasts. "Schau dir diese Möpse". "Blick auf diese Türklopfer Brustwarzen", "Ich habe dir gesagt, sie würde Kohlmeisen haben". The two porters conversed about my breasts while etching them into their memory. The women just smiled and giggled and made sure they had nothing to fear or something to worry about.
I kept climbing and now my bush came into view. "Sie ist sie gar nicht blond" one of the women said. "Ja. Ich gewinne die Wette.". Another said. "Was wetten". "Ich sagte, sie würde nicht einen Rasierer werden". Another reply. They all laughed. It seemed not being shaven was unusual for them. "Wir sollten darauf achten, alle das sehen. Geh und hol dein Sandy.". "No! No photo's" I said in alarm. But the young nurse did the bidding of the night unit lead. I was now on full show at the top of the stairs and they where all surveying me. "Please where is the key" I asked. "Leider haben wir nicht Englisch sprechen". They all laughed. "Bitte, wo ist der Schlüssel". I repeated. "Was Schlüssel". "Es gibt keinen Schlüssel hier" "Kennen Sie eine andere Taste". They where obviously not going to help me look. It had to be on the window sill. I walked across the open area passed the lifts. Turning my body slightly as I walked to avoid the scanning of the two porters. Trying to keep my distance from them and turning away made me fully exposed to the night unit lead and the other young nurse. The porters and all the nurses once I had gotten closure to the windows where treated to the sight of my naked bottom and they commented. "Große Brötchen". "Es ist wie ein reifer Pfirsich". "Ja, es sieht aus wie jemand, wie bereits ergriffenen einen Bissen davon". They all laughed again. "Have you been a naughty girl". The older of the women said.
"Please where is the key". I carried on looking it was not on the window sills so I turned back thinking it must be in the middle of the floor. Now different eyes where viewing me from all sides as more nurses arrived off the unit. No part of me could escape some inspection. Complete 360 feedback.
"Is this what you want" a women in her early thirties asked holding up the key. "Yes. Please" I said.
The young nurse appeared mobile phone in hand and she snapped a few shots of me as I turned away. "Let us have a proper shot and we will give you the key. I resisted but then realised that I was making my ordeal worse. What was more the others would only wait for so long before going home. I stood still back to her, but facing the porters and I heard snap! snap! of the camera sound recording that you hear on the phones when they take a picture. "We want a picture of your BUSH. Yes that is correct term" The older woman asked. I nodded. I turned back to her and the young nurse snapped. "Ich habe eine Idee lasst uns alle Line-Up mit sandigem in der Mitte von uns für einen Schuss.". Another of the nurse said. They quickly moved forward before I could object and shepherded me into position. Snap! Snap! Snap! the camera phone went.
"Can I have the key now please" I begged.
"Oh, not, you must show Frau Heike" the night unit lead said.
My stomach knotted at this. Frau Heike was a painting at the top of the back stairs. I would have to walk like this the full length of the unit. "Ja. Ja. Sie könnte sich sogar zu geben ein Patient eine Behandlung." One of the young nurses said sending them all into hysterics. The throng of colleagues parted clearing the way to the unit doors. The unit lead gave instructions to make sure the patient room doors where shut and the young nurse with the mobile phone went ahead to check. I was pushed towards the doors trying to prevent this most dangerous turn of events.
Soon I was inside the unit and the lead and other two nurses off the unit came in behind me. The unit door closed with a click and silence. After the noise of the group on the landing area the silence of the ward seemed to scream my nakedness. "Schnell, schnell" the unit lead said. I breathed and started down the long corridor of the unit towards the rear stairs. I could tell by the sounds that there was yet another person to see me naked. They where busy doing something at the nurses station. As I walked towards it my brain suddenly worked out that since there where already four nurses on the unit it couldn't be another nurse. Oh no it was a doctor, since the two night porters where behind me peering in through the door window when I looked back.
I slowed but unit lead was having none of it. "Schnell" I stepped past the point of concealment to find a technician fixing the call panel. He turned. "Gott! Was ist mit dir passiert. Bist du in Ordnung!". I quickly turned back and in towards the wall. He was an external contractor, not hospital staff. "Seien Sie nicht beunruhigt es ist nur unseren Spaß werden. Ich versprach Ihnen eine Freude, wenn Sie herauskommen würde und befestigen Sie das Anzeigetafel und man konnte ruhig. Nun haben einen guten Blick auf Ihre behandeln." The unit lead said grabbing my elbows and pulling me from the wall and turning me towards him. "Ist es in Ordnung für mich zu schauen." I nodded in total humiliation. He moved around the end of the nurses station to see all of me. I blushed as his eyes lowered to my bush. "Ich habe nicht so ein Garten für die Jahre gesehen. Meine Freundin rasiert." It was getting to be a problem being the only woman with hair. He looked me over and over again. "Darf ich die andere Seite" he asked. before I could answer lead said "Ja" and turned me smartly around to show it to him. I had to spend a few more moments being view before lead said. "Go. Frau Heike is waiting to see also".
I started off again to my intended destination. The technican watching me go. At the end of the coridor lead open the door and I stepped out into the cold back stair well. The nurses following us made me stand facing the picture and took another snap! I then had to walk back along the unit. The technican and other nurse where stood at the station watching me approach all the way. They then had me do a twirl for them and I was sent off back down the unit to the main doors. Unit lead phoned someone on the phone.
About half way down I saw the other unit doors open and a female head come towards the unit doors. She used her swipe to open them and held them open for me. As I approached she said, "Kommen Sie schnell. Das alte Pferd wartet auf Sie zu sehen." A horse wanted to see me. I figured I must have misheard or mistranslated.
The horse turned out to be a picture in one of the bedrooms on their unit. I had to walk its length nearly before being diverted into the room. The long walk give them all plenty of time to view my naked body. The thirty year old nurse was dangling the key from her raised hand all the time. They had all gotten their mobile phones from the on ward security lockers. They made sure that I did not deny them any part of my body. In the room they had me stand legs spread. Then back to them bent legs open. This would mean a good clear shot of my pussy. Which received some comment. Once they had had their fill the key was placed around my neck and I was escorted back to the main doors. Thankfully the throng had dissipated.
I met Elka on my second week in Germany she was my opposite number on the other unit in the centre. She spoke very good none accent English. She had been to the USA for two years after qualifying as a nurse in Germany. Her Germanic English had been sculptured into a southern droll complete with southern states idioms. She was half my age nearly at 24 although at first I though she was much older because of her maturity rather than appearance. She was the complete Arian if you are still allowed to use that disreputable term. Tall at six foot two, yes, six foot two. Or has Elka puts it 188 centimetres. Weight 75 kg which I think is about 11st and 11llbs. Which is middle weight or there about for her height. Blue eyes and flowing blonde hair.
I started to write this on Sunday 8th May but didn't get it finished. It's now Monday 30th May and a lot as happened since. But I should started at the beginning.
I had gone to Elka's as usual after work. I had been billeted in a hostel. My single room had a bed, bedside locker, dressing table come writing desk, a wardrobe and a chest of draws. Besides a chair and wash basin it was very sparse. So being able to sit and watch a DVD, and using Elka's computer to keep in touch with family broke the isolation I was feeling. It had become a routine of sorts. Also, Elka had a bath. This meant I could get a long soak without worrying about others wanting to use the bathroom and the ever present fear of the door in the hostel being forced open and finding myself on display to strangers although that did appeal to me in a scary way.
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Elka had seen me naked on my third visit. I hadn't meant to show her my naked body but the opportunity presented itself. I had run a bath and stripped off when I realised that I had left my hang bag with clean undies in the room. It was a bit nerve racking stepping out of the bathroom and crossing the hall to her living room door. I hesitated at the door listening to her reading, turning the pages of a magazine. I knew that the blinds would be open and her large picture window which over looked the parkland which led down to the lake was viewable by people in the distance. I pushed open the room door and stepped in slightly.
Elka raised and turned her head and saw my full naked front. I had covered my peaks and forest with my hands. She looked and smiled.
"I've left my clean underwear in my bag" I said gesturing to it besides the chair that I had occupied.
Elka did not move to retrieve it has I had thought she would. Since she was not alarmed or objecting or moving to assist, I scampered across the wood floor to retrieve my underwear. I could see through the window in the distance a couple walking their dog, and young women jogging listening to her iPod, a older man on his bike. I hoped that the only eyes that could see my nakedness was Elka's. This would have given her a good view of my bottom and as I bent to pull out my panties my pussy. I was now unconcealed and I was sure she would be able to see my firm breasts. I remained bent over searching for bra and eventually retrieved it. I stood up naked and turned. She could now see all of me. She smiled and said nothing. I walked out and to the bathroom.
I bathed and dressed and returned to the room to find Elka busy preparing a meal. Nothing was said about my little streak. Later back in the hostel naked on my bed I pleasured myself fantasying what might have happened.
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Some weeks later I called around on a Sunday afternoon. Elka was out but she'd given me a key. I prepared my bath and stripped off and put myself into the lovely warm water. I had been in long enough to do my hair, wash thoroughly, and do all the maintenance that a older bodies needs. I was lying back to have a soak when the flat's front door open. Elka was in the bathroom before I could call out.
"Gosh! Du hast mich erschreckt! Ich hatte nicht erwartet Sie heute." Then realising that she had spoken in German said "I did not know you to be here".
"I'm nearly done. I'll go" I said not wanting to be a imposition and blow my bolt hold.
"Oh no. Please stay but I most go now". Then after a pause not sure of my understanding. "Its okay if I pee".
"Yes" I said.
Elka ruffled up her dress and pulled down her tights and knickers whilst still facing me and backed onto the toilet and discharged her bladder. I didn't see anything other than her pink panties but that was enough to have my nipples hard. That and the fact that since entering her bathroom she had not took her eyes off my naked body. She had scanned me fully trying not to make it obvious. But she had I was sure committed every inch of me to memory.
She finished and left into the kitchen and called through if I wanted tea or coffee. I called back coffee and she brought me a cup and sat on the toilet lid whilst chatting away to me still very naked and wet in the tub.
Eventually I said that I must get out before I shrivelled up and Elka stood and left. Which disappointed me a bit, I must admit.
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Some weeks later Elka was due to go home to her family for the weekend. She asked if I would look after her flat. I was very pleased to do this. I was to stay from the Friday night Elka leaving early Saturday morning and not returning until Monday night.
She arrived home from work on Friday and I had prepared a meal for both of us. She ate and we chatted over a bottle of wine. She then said she had to bath and went off to do so. She was pottering about. I suddenly had an idea and called out. "Can I use the loo before you get in". She reply "Sicher!" (Sure). I stood and left the room heading for the bathroom. Elka was coming out of her bedroom tying back her flowing blonde hair just in pale blue panties. Her ruby red nipples in stark contrast to her pale white porcelain breasts.
"I won't be a mo" I said and darted into the bathroom. Elka remained in the hall way whilst I did my business. On flushing and opening the door Elka was stood there leaning against the hall wall. Her breasts on show her white body punctuated by her red nipples and pale blue panties. She stood and brushed past me and went to turn off the bath taps. I walked back to the room. She called after me as I heard her stepping into the water and adjusting to its heat. "Bringen Sie mir einen Kaffee. Bitte! ("Bring me a coffee would you".).
I went to the kitchen as I stepped into the hall I could see Elka's reflection in the mirror naked. She was shaven. She was stood kicking the water around to get use to the heat.
I made the coffee and returned to the bathroom. Elka was now in the tub fully busy washing. I put the cup on the self behind the taps and went to leave. "No. Stay and talk to me please" she said so I put the toilet lid down and sat on it. I could now see all of her body. Her shaven pussy was tight lipped, straight cut if you understand that description. She most of regularly shaved and treated the skin because it was silky smooth. I was trying to not make it obvious that I was feasting on her body.
"You like my body?" she asked.
I blushed. "You are very beautiful" I said.
"You are straight are you not" Elka said. I blushed again. "Yes! But ... ah" I said. Not sure how to explain myself.
"You like showing your body" Elka asked. I cherry blushed at this and swallowed before nodding, very uneasily.
Elka continued with her bath chatting away. She reminded me of the bits and pieces of information I would need for my stay. She finished and stood up before I could really say or do anything. "Gib mir das Handtuch würden Sie bitte". I reached for the towel and passed it to her. She began wrapped it around herself and stepped out of the bath tub. I stood and left thinking that was the best thing to do.
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The week after her return home I was around her flat. She was getting ready to go out with her part-time occasional boy friend. I was typing away on the computer and just managed to click of the rather interesting story I was reading. I turned to see her stood their just in panties, breasts nice and firm, cherry nipples stiff for some reason. She was holding a dress in her hands. "Do you think I need a bra with this". She asked.
"Oh no you have real... Firm breasts" I said.
"Yes my tits are firm but is it to revealing to go commando?" She said with the express she uses when checking the correct use of a idiom.
I smiled. "Commando means to be panty-less" I said. "Oh perhaps I should be that to. He might be a man after all" Elka said and we both laughed. It was decided that the dress would be fine without the bra.
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Another few days passed and I was around Elka's with friends. We had a lovely picnic in the parkland it turning unusually warm for the time of year. Plenty of wine was drunk. My German is not all that good but I was sort of following and people would remember me and repeat conversation in English or speak in English until they forgot.
Suddenly one of the other girls asked. "Do you ..... (she paused and used a German phrase asking the others how to translate it) "Grünschnabel". Elka said "Welcome". "Do you welcome new nurses?".
I blushed a bit and went warm. Another group member "Tut tutted" as if a social gaff had been committed.
"We have something called green horning" I said.
They all looked at me. Then burst out laughing. Elka was the first to recover enough to speak.
"Grünschnabel. It means greenhorn or new person". It wasn't long before we where sharing tales of our misfortunes. I will leave them to another time. The picnic wound-down and I helped Elka carry the remains back to her flat. We tidied away and I prepared to leave. "Do you want coffee or tea" Elka asked. "Oh I must be going I have a long shift tomorrow" I said. "Please stay for one I would like to chat more with you" Elka said. "Oh Okay then just a quick one" I said.
We sat in the room chatting about the day. Then Elka having avoided what she wanted to ask asked. "From your stories and your displays here I believe you like to be stripped...?" She said.
I blushed. Elka smiled having a answer in my face. "You like showing?" she said causing the blush to deepen. Then finding her nerve at my weakness said. "Do you prefer to be stripped?" I blushed head to toe. After all this was a girl half my age. She smiled and let me off and return to more neutral conversation. At the door as I left she said. "You will probably be treated as a Grünschnabel.... Greenhorn, NO!" I nodded and smiled and left.
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It was late on Saturday 7th May. I was walking off the unit. Two colleagues where behind me. A was 34 married with two children. She was tall at 5ft 10 Inches and was bony with small breasts. B was older than me say early fifties, small at around 5ft 6 inches for my German counterparts. She had firm breast supported by her substantial bra. They where quite large for her size. She was a recent grand-mother.
The atmosphere had been strangely tense all day I was about to find out why. We waited for the lift Elka and two colleagues from her ward joining us. C was 22 years old just out of training. She was 5Ft 8inches, very slim but not bony. She had good muscle tone. Her breasts where correctly proportioned to her size. She was currently dating a civil engineering student she met at university. D was in her mid thirties. 5 ft 7 inch. She was very muscular she obviously worked out.She was married with no children as yet.
We all stepped on to the lift together. I ended up in the middle of the group. My two colleagues where behind me, Elka to my side and her two colleagues in front. The lift doors closed and the lift started to descend. One of the nurses in front of me pressed the lift stop button. It took me a moment to process what was about to happen but it was a moment to long. My arms where grabbed from behind and the two nurses in front turned.
"Oh no. Please no." I said.
"It is your Neuling" the two nurses facing me said.
"I thought you where joking when you said you stripped them in the elevator" I said.
"Keine" Elka said. Which is a German emphatic no!
"Strip her she won't mind" Elka said. Just Elka speaking those words had me wet between my legs and wanting the toilet. That, as well as the actions of the others sealed my fate the nurses in front went to work. One knelt down and started on my scholls while the other went for the waistband of my scrubs. Soon my feet where bare and on the cold elevator floor. Shortly followed by my bare legs feeling the chill. The nurse at my feet now unravelled me from my scrubs.
"Very sexy panties .. hay... Sandy? Elka said looking down at my lower area. I had to think which panties I had on. I remembered sensible white ones. I'd taken to that precaution after the comment at the front door but I hadn't thought about it this morning.
I could feel the nurses fingers around my Höschen then they where down and around my ankles.
"Sie müssen nicht trimmen Ihr Wald". The nurse on the floor said looking up at me. "No I don't trim it" I said. "Wir alle rasieren unsere Busch. Es ist viel hygienischer."She said. Then one of the nurse holding my struggling arms said, "Nein, es ist viel zu kalt in England zu rasieren.". Then Elka piped in with, "Unser Englischer freund gerne rasiert werden. Vielleicht sollten wir das tun, anstatt sie haben herumlaufen nackt.". "No!" I exclaimed.
My Höschen had now been removed. They now turned their attention to my scrubs top. They pushed it up and over my head and it came to rest above my elbows at the point that my arms where being restrained. My Büstenhalter wasn't much of a defence and it soon was over my head. It was now a easy task for them to be pulled from me for me to be naked.
Elka now produced what she'd been fiddling with in her pocket. Handschellen, handcuffs. Not domestic ones for play but the real thing.
"Vorder-oder Rückseite". Elka asked? "Vor bitte, bitte." I pleaded.
"Nein, nicht so viel Spaß wäre für uns. Oder Sie. Jeder wollen Ihre Busch zu sehen.". Elka said and with that the two nurses holding me turned me around and I was handcuffed behind my back. "Nizza hintern, Sandy". Elka said. "Ja, sehr schön. Sie Britisch wie Tracht Prügel, nein". said C. "Tracht Pru... Ich verstehe nicht". A then slapped my naked bottom causing me to yelp over the top of Elka saying. "Spanking .... ah .. caning". "Bitte, caning" B asked. "Züchtigung" A said giving me another slap on my bare cheeks to every ones amusement. "Stop it. Don't touch what you can't afford". Elka translated.
The two nurse doing the stripping collected up my clothes and one of them started the lift. Now real fear griped me. What would happen when the doors opened at the bottom. At least it would only be my derrière I would be sacrificing. The lift pinged to a halt. I took a deep breath and the doors swished open. The bitches whizzed me around. My heart leapt. Thank God, no one waiting. But my heart was now racing.
At this time of night there would be no visitors or patients up and about. It would only be staff. My two colleagues released their grip and I was pushed out into the corridor naked and cuffed. I was watching a movie of my plight in the ink black window which over looked the car park. My naked body would be clearly visible from the car park if anyone was looking in. I could see no lights or activity so I was hopefully safe. I came to a stop and looked around wondering where to go and try to hide. Stood where I was my full body was on show to the crowd around me. They where directly viewing my bottom and my boobs and bush in the window reflection. The public areas are much cooler than the units. You always feel a chill on the skin of your exposed arms. Being naked meant I could feel the chill everywhere. My skin goose-pimpled and I shivered to control the chill ripple flowing through my body. I was in real panic. The two colleagues that had stripped me now took hold of my arms with a firm grip and turned my body to face the lift. They prevented me from mount any attempt at concealing. I looked over my shoulder to see my reflection in the ink black window the light of the corridor illuminating the reflection. Well at least flash my Gesäß was better than my peaks and forest.
There I stood naked and cuffed. I knew from their stories that the key would be put somewhere. If they liked you they'd tell you exactly where it was. If they liked seeing you they'd tell you roughly where it was. If they hated you good luck looking. One of the nurse that had held me took the key from Elka and rejoined the elevator and pushed the button. I stood there watching the floor indicator light up as it ascended the floors. Elka chatted away to the others. I occasionally caught bits of what they where saying. It stop at the second. Two floors my stomach sank. Then started again to the top floor, four. It stood there for a while before starting to descend again. I had been held facing the lift door. The reason hadn't escaped me.
They lay out of the German hospital is the same as my centre in the UK. The German one is just twice the size. So we where behind the night door in the lift alcove. People coming and going across reception would not be able to see me, unless they came close to the night door (to use lifts, go to the changing rooms or canteen) or went to use the stairs. I could hear the receptionists. At this time of night there would be male doctors, porters and technicians still around. I breathed as the indicator went to zero and the ping sound then swish. Two new faces to see me. My unit lead and Elka's unit lead who had just done a very quick hand over. I tried instinctively to turn away but was prevented by the two nurses holding me.
My unit leader E was just a few years younger than me, 42. She was taller than me at 5 ft 6 inches. Short for German woman, but tall for British. She had a shock red mop of hair with freckles. Her breast where very small and pointed and she rarely wore a bra. She had a pert little bum. Elka's lead, F, was in her mid thirties, blonde, very tall like Elka but not quite as tall so say 6 feet 1 inch. She was much heavier set than Elka. Her artificially enhanced breasts where her USP, as she was a part-time model. Swim wear, and lingerie nothing tacky. They both smiled and looked me up and down.
"Lassen Sie uns sehen, wie viel Ihr Deutsch als verbessert. Der Schlüssel für die Handschellen irgendwo in der obersten Etage im Aufzug Bereich. Wenn Sie ihn finden und bringen sie zu uns, bevor wir verlassen den Umkleideräumen wir entsperren Sie. Wenn nicht, müssen Sie jemanden, der bereit ist Sie entsperren zu finden. Oh, und nicht mit dem Lift. Um sicherzustellen, dass ich es über Nacht eingeschaltet zu Service.". My unit lead said, then added, "Lasst uns sehen, ihr Gesäß". My two captors turned me quickly to meet their request. "Ich sehe, Sie müssen sie an einem gewissen Punkt zu überzeugen". Elka's lead said. Nein, es war einfach zu gut, um zu widerstehen" A said. They all laughed and with that I was released and they all high tailed it for the changing rooms without checking my complete understanding. I was still processing the German.
I worked out that the key was near the elevator on the fourth floor. I was using the feedback from the lift indicator than my translation ability. If I was quick enough and found it and brought it to them in the changing room before they went I would be uncuffed. I wasn't sure they said what would happen if I didn't or where my clothes would be.
There is a major difference between English nurse initiations and German initiations. In England it is the girls who get initiated by other girls. Males are kept as far away as possible. In Germany the males get initiated as well. Exactly the same way as the girls. Also in England the senior management don't get involved in initiations and try to stop them. Health and safety. Not in Germany every grade and occupation is involved. Consequently there is no attempt to protect your modesty. You are just as fair game as all the others. I had worked out that E had switched the lift to night service which meant to open the doors and activate it you need a swipe card. So I would be taking the stairs which where the other side of the locked security door with no chance of me using a swipe for that.
I had no option but to buzz the night door lock with my nose. It took a few goes to be successful then a few successful goes before reception came to see. It was a women about my age that I knew by passing acquaintance. She first saw my head peering out then as she got closure realise. She brighten and smiled.
"Brynna. Kommen Sie schnell und sehen Sie die im Englisch Krankenschwester werden Grünschnabel". Soon both of them where at the door holding it open but impeding my passage whilst they made sure they had a good view of everything. Brynna was in her late twenties, very pretty girl with a pony tail. She was smartly dressed in uniform jacket, skirt, blouse and tights. Well I assumed tights. The other receptionist was my age late forties. Spectacled and very maiden aunt as we would say. She had me back away, "Schritt zurück Dame. Der Preis der Passage ist ein guter Blick auf Ihre Reize. Wir gingen auf Ihre Titten, Muschi, und Unterseite zu sehen.". I stepped back and they looked and commented. "Dreh dich um, bitte". I turned and they looked at my rear appeals. Once they had had their fill they watched my bare bottom disappear for the stairs.
The sound of my bare feet echoed around the empty reception area. The big glass doors painted ink black by the night. The twist in my stomach and pounding heart as I saw my reflection in them. Not just one reflection but one in each door. The front of the hospital thankfully overlooked the parkland and at this time of night no one ventured there. Not because it was dangerous just what was the point at that time of night.
I turned across the reception the receptionist walking behind me and watching me go out of sight as I turned and started to climb the stairs. They would be seeing me again when I came back. Has I have said your modesty was not protected in Germany they think nothing of nudity unlike the British and Americans. I started up the stairs and realised that the chill of air and my general fatigue of a twelve hour shift and fitness was not up to such exertion. By the time I reached the first floor I was puffing. The concrete under the plastic flooring caused my soles to smart as I pitter-pattered. Well at least from now on I would become more and more concealed from the the outside world.
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I turned up the next half flight of stairs and has I reached the half landing the unit door nearest the bottom of the stairs burst open. "Flitzer" a voice called and I instinctively looked back. A young nurse was looking right up at me. Turning as I did meant that she caught a side frontal as well as a good rear shot. Her eyes wide looked right at my bush and amusement spread across her young face. I wondered if they all shaved. I put some speed on and took the next half flight at twice the pace. Just at that the floor above was filled with the sound of a unit door clicking open and two male voices.
Before I could stop and think of turning and running or at least concealing my frontal assets the two doctors where down the first few steps coming to a halt looking right at me. "Was ist das Sandy Sie haben keine Kleidung". I turned to conceal myself. "Keine Sorge, ich habe es gesehen alle vor.". The older of the two said. The young added, "Ich habe es gesehen alle vor dem zu. Aber nicht so ein schönes Paar.". "You've not seen mine before now hurry up past" I said panting out of breath. "Oh, Sandy, hast du so ein süßes unten. Aber es ist Pech, auf der Treppe Kreuz". I turned my head to face them. I was not at all superstitious but it was clear they weren't going to leave without full sight of me and the time was already ticking on. "You will have to move and back away I want no touching". I said. They nodded and began backing up the stairs but not taking their eyes off me.
Resigned I turned to face them their faces showed their appreciation. They now had full site of my breasts and forest. The thought of these two quite dishy doctors giving me a very expert eye test made me warm and a bit to juicy. I walked up the stairs my boobs swinging to their delight. I tried to act as if I want walking in the nude hands cuffed ever day of my life, as if, was something to be seen in these parts everyday. They studied every inch of my body as it moved climbing higher and higher. At the landing area I paused catching my breath, silly me, this gave them a good ten second clear view of everything and they took it. "Sie sind sehr sexuelle liebe Sandy" the older doctor said. "Sehr geil Nr.!". The young one said nudging the older one at pointing with his eyes. I looked down to meet the point of his gaze. I blushed and closed my eyes and turned away into the inner bend of the stairs. I was puffed as well as puffing. I crossed to the inside rail and rolled around the stair end reducing my exposure to them. "Fantastische, wunderbare, Pracht" they where saying together and repeating in different combinations. They now watched my bottom waddle up the next half flight before they returned to their down ward journey and conversation about a patient.
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I managed to make the top floor without further incident which was just as well because when I got to the top floor a welcome party was waiting for me. When your naked a strange thing happens to you. You can actually feel your hair and parts of your body which you normally tune out. I could feel the hair of my black forest actually growing as I climbed. As my eyes came above the level of the top of the stairs I could see feet clad in scholls. The blue legs growing out of them. I breathed deeply knowing that once more I would be revealing myself to people who until then had perhaps only glimpsed me in the changing room. Has I puffed and panted my way to the top the scene cleared. Five female staff and two porters where waiting for me at the top of the stairs. I had no choice. The key was there waiting for me. They would not leave so I would have to search for it with an audience.
"Flitzer. Flitzer" one of the young female called as my head poked into their view. A few more stairs and they could all see my breasts. "Schau dir diese Möpse". "Blick auf diese Türklopfer Brustwarzen", "Ich habe dir gesagt, sie würde Kohlmeisen haben". The two porters conversed about my breasts while etching them into their memory. The women just smiled and giggled and made sure they had nothing to fear or something to worry about.
I kept climbing and now my bush came into view. "Sie ist sie gar nicht blond" one of the women said. "Ja. Ich gewinne die Wette.". Another said. "Was wetten". "Ich sagte, sie würde nicht einen Rasierer werden". Another reply. They all laughed. It seemed not being shaven was unusual for them. "Wir sollten darauf achten, alle das sehen. Geh und hol dein Sandy.". "No! No photo's" I said in alarm. But the young nurse did the bidding of the night unit lead. I was now on full show at the top of the stairs and they where all surveying me. "Please where is the key" I asked. "Leider haben wir nicht Englisch sprechen". They all laughed. "Bitte, wo ist der Schlüssel". I repeated. "Was Schlüssel". "Es gibt keinen Schlüssel hier" "Kennen Sie eine andere Taste". They where obviously not going to help me look. It had to be on the window sill. I walked across the open area passed the lifts. Turning my body slightly as I walked to avoid the scanning of the two porters. Trying to keep my distance from them and turning away made me fully exposed to the night unit lead and the other young nurse. The porters and all the nurses once I had gotten closure to the windows where treated to the sight of my naked bottom and they commented. "Große Brötchen". "Es ist wie ein reifer Pfirsich". "Ja, es sieht aus wie jemand, wie bereits ergriffenen einen Bissen davon". They all laughed again. "Have you been a naughty girl". The older of the women said.
"Please where is the key". I carried on looking it was not on the window sills so I turned back thinking it must be in the middle of the floor. Now different eyes where viewing me from all sides as more nurses arrived off the unit. No part of me could escape some inspection. Complete 360 feedback.
"Is this what you want" a women in her early thirties asked holding up the key. "Yes. Please" I said.
The young nurse appeared mobile phone in hand and she snapped a few shots of me as I turned away. "Let us have a proper shot and we will give you the key. I resisted but then realised that I was making my ordeal worse. What was more the others would only wait for so long before going home. I stood still back to her, but facing the porters and I heard snap! snap! of the camera sound recording that you hear on the phones when they take a picture. "We want a picture of your BUSH. Yes that is correct term" The older woman asked. I nodded. I turned back to her and the young nurse snapped. "Ich habe eine Idee lasst uns alle Line-Up mit sandigem in der Mitte von uns für einen Schuss.". Another of the nurse said. They quickly moved forward before I could object and shepherded me into position. Snap! Snap! Snap! the camera phone went.
"Can I have the key now please" I begged.
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"Oh, not, you must show Frau Heike" the night unit lead said.
My stomach knotted at this. Frau Heike was a painting at the top of the back stairs. I would have to walk like this the full length of the unit. "Ja. Ja. Sie könnte sich sogar zu geben ein Patient eine Behandlung." One of the young nurses said sending them all into hysterics. The throng of colleagues parted clearing the way to the unit doors. The unit lead gave instructions to make sure the patient room doors where shut and the young nurse with the mobile phone went ahead to check. I was pushed towards the doors trying to prevent this most dangerous turn of events.
Soon I was inside the unit and the lead and other two nurses off the unit came in behind me. The unit door closed with a click and silence. After the noise of the group on the landing area the silence of the ward seemed to scream my nakedness. "Schnell, schnell" the unit lead said. I breathed and started down the long corridor of the unit towards the rear stairs. I could tell by the sounds that there was yet another person to see me naked. They where busy doing something at the nurses station. As I walked towards it my brain suddenly worked out that since there where already four nurses on the unit it couldn't be another nurse. Oh no it was a doctor, since the two night porters where behind me peering in through the door window when I looked back.
I slowed but unit lead was having none of it. "Schnell" I stepped past the point of concealment to find a technician fixing the call panel. He turned. "Gott! Was ist mit dir passiert. Bist du in Ordnung!". I quickly turned back and in towards the wall. He was an external contractor, not hospital staff. "Seien Sie nicht beunruhigt es ist nur unseren Spaß werden. Ich versprach Ihnen eine Freude, wenn Sie herauskommen würde und befestigen Sie das Anzeigetafel und man konnte ruhig. Nun haben einen guten Blick auf Ihre behandeln." The unit lead said grabbing my elbows and pulling me from the wall and turning me towards him. "Ist es in Ordnung für mich zu schauen." I nodded in total humiliation. He moved around the end of the nurses station to see all of me. I blushed as his eyes lowered to my bush. "Ich habe nicht so ein Garten für die Jahre gesehen. Meine Freundin rasiert." It was getting to be a problem being the only woman with hair. He looked me over and over again. "Darf ich die andere Seite" he asked. before I could answer lead said "Ja" and turned me smartly around to show it to him. I had to spend a few more moments being view before lead said. "Go. Frau Heike is waiting to see also".
I started off again to my intended destination. The technican watching me go. At the end of the coridor lead open the door and I stepped out into the cold back stair well. The nurses following us made me stand facing the picture and took another snap! I then had to walk back along the unit. The technican and other nurse where stood at the station watching me approach all the way. They then had me do a twirl for them and I was sent off back down the unit to the main doors. Unit lead phoned someone on the phone.
About half way down I saw the other unit doors open and a female head come towards the unit doors. She used her swipe to open them and held them open for me. As I approached she said, "Kommen Sie schnell. Das alte Pferd wartet auf Sie zu sehen." A horse wanted to see me. I figured I must have misheard or mistranslated.
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The horse turned out to be a picture in one of the bedrooms on their unit. I had to walk its length nearly before being diverted into the room. The long walk give them all plenty of time to view my naked body. The thirty year old nurse was dangling the key from her raised hand all the time. They had all gotten their mobile phones from the on ward security lockers. They made sure that I did not deny them any part of my body. In the room they had me stand legs spread. Then back to them bent legs open. This would mean a good clear shot of my pussy. Which received some comment. Once they had had their fill the key was placed around my neck and I was escorted back to the main doors. Thankfully the throng had dissipated.
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I should say that it is taking me much longer to write my account than actually do it. I had been sent on my way by the stripping party only about fifteen to twenty minutes ago I thought at that point. There was still the chance that they where waiting for me. Going down stairs naked hands cuffed behind your back is dificult at speed. I reached the bottom flight and looked over the edge. The two receptionist where still there coats on ready to go home. Normally by this time of night they'd be gone. Obviously they had something to wait for. Of yes that would be a very naked and cuffed nurse. I slowly descend the final flight. The receptionists looked and watched my naked form approach the foot.
"Haben die anderen gegangen wissen Sie.". I asked? "Sie haben zu gehen und für sich selbst herausfinden littler Flitzer."They both laughed. They buzzed the door for me and at last I was back behind safe secruity doors. The night lights clicked on as I walked down the corirodor towards the changing room. The left side full of windows. The bright light removing any chance of my concealment. The inky black night reflected back my naked body to me. The final half was double walled and i felt a lot safer.I then realised. My swipe card was with my clothes behind two solid wood doors. I kicked the door and called ot for the girls to open it. No answer came.
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I would have to turn back and go to reception to ask them to unlock me. I began the longer walk back to the security door. The first half was not so bad. The last half as I got closure to the lighted reception area beyond the security door. The open windows to the right revealing me to the night. Would the receptionist still be there. At the security door I had to re-master the trick with my nose of ringing the buzzer. I began to worry when there was no sign of the receptionists. Then at last a sound. heels on the floor.
Brynna came in to view at the door. She smiled and looked me up and down. She stood her ground and did not move to swipe me through. I could see she was still enjoying me she had not become board with my nakedness. I thought that she might be betting for the other side. She signalled for me to do a triwl. I scowled and did. A slow one. I made sure she got her fill. She opened the door and I asked. "Will you unlock me"
No" she said.
"Please!" I said.
"Only if you walk over to the front doors and stand there until Frau Zimmer is ready to release you". Brynna said.
I looked over to the inky black reflective panels of glass. Six very naked mes. If people o the street couldn't see me now they would when I stood there. The line of bushes might conceal me at the distance in but not surely if I was at the doors. Still at this time of night the only people out on the street would have been the day shift going off.
I looked over to the inky black reflective panels of glass. Six very naked mes. If people o the street couldn't see me now they would when I stood there. The line of bushes might conceal me at the distance in but not surely if I was at the doors. Still at this time of night the only people out on the street would have been the day shift going off.
I walked over to the front doors. My body shaking with fear. I was imaging that at any moment now the doors would be filled with faces of hoards of people all intent on seeing a very naked nurse. The inky blackness concealing the grounds and road beyond gave way to a dim moonlight and street light world as I got closer. I still could not see anyone but that didn't mean anything. I stood naked legs togther. I had stood there about thirty seconds at most. It was ages before the other receptionist said. "Ordnung". I crossed to her and after a triwl and some more comments she took the key from around my neck and unlocked me. I flug my arms around my body. Even that bit of cover was great. She hung the key back over my neck.
But I hadn't thought this through. Free hands didn't mean a return of dignity. I started walking to the door. "Can you buzz me through" I asked. "Verzeihung". I repeated in English, "Könnten Sie mir durch Summen".
"Nein!" The receptionist said. I came to a stop and turn back, about a third of the way across the reception area.
I turned back. "Please I've been througly welcomed". They bothed laughted.
"Wenn Sie wollen, dass ich Sie Summen in Ihnen den Preis zahlen müssen?" the older receptionist said.
My alarm clock woke me from my dream. I had been dreaming of doing my job naked and do one had notice. On waking my first concious action was to imaging myself once more naked amongst the throng of the previous night. After such an adventure the feelings and thoughts you have send you from the peek of mount Everest to the deepest trench in the ocean. You are exhilarated at the thought of what you have done. The flashes of memory cause you to both blush and puff with arousal in equal measure. My hand went instinctively in search of my private area to enhance the pleasant feelings alredy building.
Then other thoughts slowly break through. The thoughts of people laughing at you. I began imagining entering the canteen and it bursting out into laughter. I imagined people whispering in corridors. I imagined people looking upon me in disdain. I felt deep shame at the thoughts of people now imagining me naked, and other undressing me. Yet other who had not seen me trying to get me to give them a private show. This turned to thoughts of more awful consequences. Standing in the directors office to be stripped down a peg or two. being sent home in disgust. You begin to prayer, "If I get away with this one I'll never do anything again".
I stood at the hospital gate after using all of my mental strength to get that far. My stomach felt sick. I was weak. Into the lions den. Would I be devoured or carry on high in jubilant triumph. The reality was that the staff didn't mention it. It was as if it didn't happen. There wasn't even any whispers or smiles of knowing. It was just a none event. All day my stomach was in knots waiting for some terrible embarrassment. Later at Elka's I asked why no one said anything to me. "Why would they?" she said. It was a very different reaction to England there would always be chatter about any stripping or punishment.
I didn't like the sounds of that. "What's the price?" I said.
"Stand in front of the doors hands on head". The older receptionist said.
I blushed. It would appear both of these woman wanted to see more of me. Or rather they wanted others to se me. I turned back and walked to the door to the right of centre. I took my covers away and placed them on my head. They then had me turn, bum outwards to the night. They looked my front up and down. Brynna said "Offnen Sie Ihre Beine breit. Zeigen Sie uns Ihre wenig Honig". I blushed put did as bid. I opened my legs wide. They looked me up and down. Then they had me bend. This made a real spectacle of me. Then I was turned outwards once more. Boobs and bush to the world. Then the older receptionist spoke. "Machen Sie sich bereit zu laufen Ich werde nur einmal buzz". The buzzer sounded and the door clicked. I shot off for it. I ran like a bat out of hell, my breasts swinging about. I grabbed the handle just as the light flickered. I pulled it nearly sending myself onto my bottom. The door mercifully opened.
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I really should try to think more clearly when I'm running around naked. I breathed out deeply thing this was it. The end. One hundred and fifty feet to the safety of the changing rooms. Dam! I kicked the door with the flat of my foot. I still had know swipe card. How was i to get in. I rationalised that the girls where still there. That last time they didn't open the door because they where making me sweat. Because I was one greenhorn they liked to see running around naked.
This time I could at least cover my breasts and bush. I looked out of the first window into the darkness. I could see no one but as already said that didn't mean anything. I started on my passage to safety. As I walked the lights came on automatically. The bright lights revealed me to the world. I could move much quicker than last time being uncuffed but still not top speed.
Half way along the windows stopped and the two sides where solid wall. This meant i could drop my hands and scamper rather than fast walk. I arrived at the changing room doors and bang on the outer one. "Mädchen! Mädchen! Lassen Sie mich bitte in Ich habe genug von herumlaufen nackt war. Bitte Ich habe ohne Manschette. Mädchen! Mädchen!".
The door was opened. It was Elka. She pulled the door open wide and stood aside with it still in her hand. I rushed in and pushed open the inner door with my body weight. On entering a loud cheer went up. The gang was all there with cheers and praise. My locker key was in my locker. I went speedily to it. There changing room was full of about twenty nurses most of the day shift. They all where chanting and talking loudly about my assets and activities. I reached my locker and opened it and took out my day clothes. I dressed whilst telling them my tales and they teling me about the reports they had had. First my panties, then bra. Then my t-shirt and slacks. Then my shoes and coat. I was ready. The tradition it seemed was to celebrate at the local hostelry.
This time I could at least cover my breasts and bush. I looked out of the first window into the darkness. I could see no one but as already said that didn't mean anything. I started on my passage to safety. As I walked the lights came on automatically. The bright lights revealed me to the world. I could move much quicker than last time being uncuffed but still not top speed.
Half way along the windows stopped and the two sides where solid wall. This meant i could drop my hands and scamper rather than fast walk. I arrived at the changing room doors and bang on the outer one. "Mädchen! Mädchen! Lassen Sie mich bitte in Ich habe genug von herumlaufen nackt war. Bitte Ich habe ohne Manschette. Mädchen! Mädchen!".
The door was opened. It was Elka. She pulled the door open wide and stood aside with it still in her hand. I rushed in and pushed open the inner door with my body weight. On entering a loud cheer went up. The gang was all there with cheers and praise. My locker key was in my locker. I went speedily to it. There changing room was full of about twenty nurses most of the day shift. They all where chanting and talking loudly about my assets and activities. I reached my locker and opened it and took out my day clothes. I dressed whilst telling them my tales and they teling me about the reports they had had. First my panties, then bra. Then my t-shirt and slacks. Then my shoes and coat. I was ready. The tradition it seemed was to celebrate at the local hostelry.
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My alarm clock woke me from my dream. I had been dreaming of doing my job naked and do one had notice. On waking my first concious action was to imaging myself once more naked amongst the throng of the previous night. After such an adventure the feelings and thoughts you have send you from the peek of mount Everest to the deepest trench in the ocean. You are exhilarated at the thought of what you have done. The flashes of memory cause you to both blush and puff with arousal in equal measure. My hand went instinctively in search of my private area to enhance the pleasant feelings alredy building.
Then other thoughts slowly break through. The thoughts of people laughing at you. I began imagining entering the canteen and it bursting out into laughter. I imagined people whispering in corridors. I imagined people looking upon me in disdain. I felt deep shame at the thoughts of people now imagining me naked, and other undressing me. Yet other who had not seen me trying to get me to give them a private show. This turned to thoughts of more awful consequences. Standing in the directors office to be stripped down a peg or two. being sent home in disgust. You begin to prayer, "If I get away with this one I'll never do anything again".
I stood at the hospital gate after using all of my mental strength to get that far. My stomach felt sick. I was weak. Into the lions den. Would I be devoured or carry on high in jubilant triumph. The reality was that the staff didn't mention it. It was as if it didn't happen. There wasn't even any whispers or smiles of knowing. It was just a none event. All day my stomach was in knots waiting for some terrible embarrassment. Later at Elka's I asked why no one said anything to me. "Why would they?" she said. It was a very different reaction to England there would always be chatter about any stripping or punishment.
