Afterwards, we sat in her living room, enjoying more of her wine. She was wearing a short, sheer robe and I could not resist looking when it gaped open. She knew she was teasing me with the exposure and seemed to really enjoy taunting me like that.

”You wanna try a nanny session next,” I offered.

”Sure,” she replied, authentically excited by the concept. “What sort of pretext were you thinking about?”

”Well, let me know if this works for you. I have a local friend who’s into medical play. I was thinking you could be taking me to a regular check-up and I protest both at home and maybe also at the ‘clinic’ so you need to discipline me as needed,” I proposed. I was not sure if she would be enthused by the idea of bringing another unknown person into the play but Natalie seemed genuinely intrigued by the idea. Nataile gave me her upcoming evening availability and I immediately sent a note to my ‘nurse’ friend, Kate. Within a few minutes we had scheduled my ‘check-up’ just two evenings from then.

The night of our ‘play date’, I dropped by Natalie’s where we had planned the event to begin. After brief pleasantries, she fell into character, “I hadn’t wanted you to worry but I scheduled your check-up with Nurse Kate.”

“I don’t want to go to the doctor. I don’t wanna get shots,” I complained.

”It’s just a regular check-up. Nothing to worry about. What you should be worried about is trying my patience as I have my trusty hairbrush ready to use if you don’t behave,” she scolded.

”No, I don’t wanna go,” I protested.

”That’s it,” she announced decisively. She pulled the brush from her purse, led me to the sofa and quickly had my pants down then guided me over her lap. Her spanking was surprisingly intense and soon my cheeks felt like they were on fire. She stopped abruptly and ordered, “Get your pants up and let’s get going.”

A few minutes later we were sitting in Kate’s make-shift clinic. She had an authentic exam table and cabinets. After the perfunctory head and chest exams, she extracted a tray from a drawer and began to fill two syringes.

”I don’t wanna get any shots,” I complained as authentically as possible. Conversely to my act, getting shots in the butt was something I crave about equal to spankings.

“He’s already gotten a spanking at home for this sort of behavior,” Natalie announced.

”Maybe he needs a reminder?” Kate asked. “I will certainly lend a helping hand, if you like.”

”That would be great. How about I rewarm his buns and then you can make sure they’re fully baked,” Natalie suggested.

Kate finished filling the syringes and watched as Natalie lowered my pants and underwear and bent me across her knee for another session with the brush.

”They’re still nicely red from before,” Kate remarked. “You’d think he’d be better behaved.”

”Uh huh,” Natalie agreed and began to spank again. Quickly my bottom felt very hot but Natalie kept spanking. Eventually, she paused and handed the brush to Kate.

I switched laps and Kate provided an enthusiastic encore before ordering, “Ok. Leave your bottom bare and get onto the table - facedown.”

This time I complied and she revealed a thermometer that was on the tray that I had not seen because of my focus on the syringes. She inserted the instrument into my rectum and then swabbed a zone on my left cheek before sinking the long needle into my glute. I glanced over to see Natalie’s excited expression, particularly reacting when Kate plunged the second needle into the right side. Kate dropped the syringes back in the tray and extracted the thermometer. “Just one more thing,” she announced. “Roll over, please.” I complied, my erection standing fairly vertical. She looked at Natalie, holding a specimen cup. “Stroke or catch?” Kate asked.

”Hmm,” Natalie pondered for a moment and then stated, “Stroke, please.”