A League of Their Own

A while back, my then girlfriend, a nurse in a clinic, would remind me that it doesn’t pay to get her angry. I generally dismissed this as idle threats until I went for my physical where she worked. It was a rule that you would never receive any part of an exam from a friend or family member. Since it was well known that we were a couple, there was never a need to declare if I knew an employee. My exams routinely were provided by the older physician, a doctor, who I liked and respected.

On this particular occasion, I learned that he was on vacation, which didn’t please me since I had not received any advanced notice. I expressed this frustration, which may have come across as belittling office staff. I surely didn’t intend it but I was upset since prior notice would have given me time to consider my choices. Instead I am in an exam room stripped to my briefs waiting for someone to show up. This did little to calm my frustration.

I am no fan of waiting, especially in this situation, and was tempted to leave once it reached 15 minute mark and no doctor or even a nurse. As I stood up and went and put on my pants, there was a loud knock and in entered this very mature female nurse who was not pleased to see me. “You were ordered to undress to your briefs. Now do it!” I attempted to explain only to then be told, “Look, just take them off. I need to get a rectal temperature anyway. Don’t even think about asking if it’s necessary.” With that her foot tapped loudly as she held a long glass thermometer glistening with KY lube. I obeyed though admittedly feeling humiliated by her presence and my naked state.

She instructed me to lean onto the table and reach back and separate my butt cheeks. How demeaning but I obeyed only to feel the thermometer press into me. I gasped and did my best to avoid resisting the probe. I failed and received a swift swat across my cheeks as she then re-positioned the thermometer and held it deep into me.

“I see you know Nina. I will have to tell her about your attitude. It clearly needs correction!” I became very submissive as she held her hand across my quivering buttocks. My manhood was throbbing and clearly erect despite this humiliation. After what felt like an eternity, she removed the probe and had me face her, as if to let me know, “Your pride has no bearing at this moment Sir.”

She orders me to spread my legs and with her left hand cups my sack and begins to manipulate each testicle. She is forceful and causing me to ache as she presses. I shake and my thighs tremble but she requires me to cough with each squeeze while alternating her gripe on my testicles. She has won the test of wills as my penis has shriveled. Mercifully she lets go and has me get up onto the table. I obey but shock takes over as she demands for me to get up on my hands and knees. I beg her to let me pause so that I can mentally accept what she wants to do next. I am denied and once my head is folded onto my arms and my legs wide apart, I feel her finger pressing into my rosebud. She doesn’t bother with the formalities of telling me to relax or to be ready. Her finger pushes past any futile resistance that I offered up and strikes my prostate. I moan uncontrollably which invited a second finger and undeniable tension. I lost all sense of pride as I rode her fingers. The intense sensation was pushing my penis to new heights, which she then advanced by squeezing my sack with each prostate spasm. I begged for mercy, “Please let me cum,” only to get the following admonishment, “You better not ejaculate.”

Try as I could, I was leaking horribly and reaching the likelihood of a climax with precum dripping from my penis. Next her fingers are withdrawn and a swift hand is applied to my quivering bottom. It stung but not nearly as shocking as the long enema nozzle that she was now inserting. I blurted out, OMG Why,” but received a forceful twisting of the nozzle that silenced any thought of more protest.

The sudden release of fluid swept over me like a flood as I filled up and began to realize that cramps are nasty. Yet again my penis grew soft. The poor thing has been up and down but now close to becoming an innie. Soon the urge to void was overwhelming. Like a pet on a leash, she held my tail and led me to the bathroom walking me past the wide open door to the reception area. I am still trying to block that image from my mind!

She has me straddle the toilet bowl and deflates the enema bulb and removes it. I gasp but the urge to release is violent and sudden. I can’t help it and emptied myself in waves. She merely smirked and said, “I trust you have nothing to say!” I meekly hung my head and tried to say, “Sorry,” only to experience another wave of cramps as I let loose.

After what felt like hours, I was able to get off of the toilet and led back to the exam room. She had replaced my exam paper with a fresh piece eliminating the past collection of drips. She orders me to get back onto my hands and knees, head down, and legs spread wide. I plead for her to please let me leave. “No, Nina has requested that you have a very full exam!” With that she takes an anuscope and announces, “I need to take a look,” and presses it into me. I shake and clench to no avail. My fingers grip the table while my bottom is stretched and explored. The pressure feels beyond anything I had known up until that moment. Upon removing it, she orders me to turn onto my back.

As I lay there, clearly with less manhood than when I started, she approaches and has her hands cupping my sack. With that, there is a knock on the door, enter Nina, who I smiling and asking, “Has he behaved?” I cover up or try only to have my hands swatted away by Nina while the nurse pushes her finger deep into my rectum. I moan and find my penis becoming interested as the pressure inside me mounts. Nina strokes me slowly and firmly while the nurse applies pressure to my testicles and thrusts her finger deep into me. I squirm and leak as she sends a second finger into my canal.

Nina pauses and asks, “Are you going to be a good boy from now on?” I am only able to nod “Yes” before I explode sending my semen all over my belly.

Nina graciously wipes my penis and passage clean. I am helped up off the table only to learn, “Bend over the table.” I begin to shake and beg, “Please no more, not a shot.” Instead I feel the sudden swat of a strap across my bottom not once but three times. I collapse onto the table. As I lay there motionless, I feel my cheeks being spread open and a suppository slipping deep into my passage. I can barely utter a gasp as it nestles inside me. With that Nina helps me to stand and escorts me down the hallway to where my clothing is being retained in a room just opposite the reception area. Naked and clearly subdued I am displayed for all to see with the following caution given to all the males in the waiting room, “Be aware! The nurses here are in a league of their own.”