The Naughty Nurse: A Victorian BDSM Medical Examination Erotic Story (Dr. Hornington's Private Practice Book 1) by Lexi Lansing

Author:Lexi Lansing [Lansing, Lexi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Unknown
Published: 2015-07-09T00:00:00+00:00

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Nurse Smythe’s erotic education continues in the rest of the Dr. Hornington’s Private Practice series:

“Well, Miss Cloutier… Sabine. I shall call you Sabine, I believe. Sabine, I must examine you now, to determine… the precise nature of your complaint. Nurse Smythe, please assist Sabine to disrobe and position her on the table.”

I complied, and Dr. Hornington watched as I stripped the now-compliant lady’s maid of her dress and petticoats. Typically he would step out of the room and give his patient privacy for this portion of the proceedings, but apparently he felt that Sabine did not deserve this consideration. That, or perhaps he simply wanted to watch as her naked form was revealed.

I had to admit, she was a lovely creature. Her long limbs were balanced by a full bottom and ample bosom, and once released from her corsets, her breasts proved unusually pert for their size. As my fingers brushed her satiny skin, I found myself hoping that perhaps Dr. Hornington would request my assistance in her treatment, as he sometimes did.

Once she had been fully undressed and positioned on the examination table with her feet in the brass stirrups, Dr. Hornington stepped up between her spread thighs. “Now, Sabine, I can see at once that you are quite moist. Do you find this process arousing?”

“Y-yes, Dr. Hornington.”

“Fascinating.” He placed a hand on her mons venus and then slipped a finger in to her fundament. She gasped and moaned, and he repeated himself, “Simply fascinating. Quite moist, with hardly any physical stimulation to speak of. Tell me, Sabine, when you described your use of the pearls and you said you inserted them in your “intimate place,” show me which place you meant.”

She reached for her cunny, slipping a finger in besides his own and panting “Here, Doctor, I put them here where your finger is. It feels so good to be full of them.”

He continued to finger her, rubbing her clitoris with his thumb thoughtfully as he did so and observing her fevered reaction. “Nurse Smythe, there is an item in the third drawer from the left, please fetch it for me.”

I opened the drawer in question, and found a string of shiny, polished jet beads. They were much larger than pearls, each one as thick around as my thumb. My heart pounded to imagine what he might do with them.

“Here you are, Doctor,” I said, handing him the strand.

“Thank you, Nurse Smythe. The cruet of oil as well, please. There. Now, Sabine, when you used the pearls in your cunny, did you find release?”

“N-no Doctor, it felt very good but I did not release. Sometimes when I lay with ‘enri I did feel the petit mort.”

“Yes, well, we are going to try something a little different today. These beads are more substantial than your mistress’ pearls, as you will feel as I insert them.

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