NAUGHTY NURSES
Fresh out of medical school, as a newly qualified doctor, I’ll never forget my first assignment at St Michaels Hospital, Desborough, within the district of West Townsville. ( As far as i know, a totally fictional hospital, town and district. ) Full of optimisation, wanting to put right all of the world’s medical issues, or those of the area at least, and fully fresh-faced. And in my very first shift upon duty, I was to meet the woman who shaped my life during those early years of my medical career, Staff Nurse Sonya Betzonova.
As her name suggests Sonya was of East European in origin, coming from Hungary to be precise. And her English, although impeccable, always possessed a slight accent, which made it sound SO sexy. Added to the fact, that despite being about ten years my senior, this was a stunningly attractive woman. At almost the same height as myself, just under six foot, with beautiful brunette hair which cascaded down either side of a truly wonderful visage, well when it wasn’t tied up which it was when she was ‘on duty’ as it were, as Sonya was the very first time we clapped eyes upon one another.
To be held in the gaze of her captivating hazel eyes, which simply radiated joy, upon initially meeting her, and fully realising that this lady was different. Her reputation proceeded her, in particular her credentials as a nurse, caring, compassionate, all of the best traditions of that honoured profession. Which soon became abundantly clear to me had not been exaggerated at all, in fact these tales of her ability had possibility been, if anything, been understated.
Be that as it may, it was her sheer sexuality that first caught my attention. Older than me, Sonya was, true, but so what? I was filled with desire for her and astonishment to quickly discover that this Goddess was in fact, single. A revelation that triggered my natural inability to believe in myself, sure I was confident in my competence as a doctor, I’d passed through med school with flying colours, but not when it came to the opposite sex. I’d soon convinced myself that Sonya wouldn’t be interested in a relationship with the young, and as yet unproven, me.
I somehow managed to control my lust for her and was able to display that competence for being a medical professional, to a large extent. And then THAT day occurred. The day that established my reputation as a doctor once and for all. The day when I was presented with an emergency situation that pushed my knowledge and abilities to the very limit. And one I came through, with said abilities having risen to the occasion supremely, with me coping with the near death of a patient with a consummate level of skill and cool headedness. For the first time in my career, short at this stage admittedly, directly saving a life.
Not that I had done so single handedly though. And it will come as no surprise to anybody that I was greatly assisted by none other than Staff Nurse Betzonova. Yes, Sonya was working the same shift, and she too rose to the occasion. And, once the emergency was over, she grabbed hold of my head, whereon her lips found mine, engaging them in a very passionate embrace!
All strictly against the rules of course, but I wasn’t going to complain, and if anybody else had noticed, they weren’t about to ‘dob us in.’ All of our colleagues had been fully aware of the smouldering situation between the pair of us, wondering just when one of us would do something about it. My own, natural, disbelief in my appeal being what had held me back, whereas it must be remembered her own Eastern European roots dictating that Sonya herself should wait for the male present, me in this case, to make the ‘first move.’ All, of course, swept aside by the emotions presented by the extreme situation in which we found ourselves.
Well, that was the ice truly broken, and I’m sure it will shock nobody to learn that both of us ended up within Sonya’s large and luxurious bed shortly after our shift had finished. Within which she proved her mettle once more, her considerable skill level more than making up for my general sexual inexperience, to provide a memorable, if shattering evening. In which our smouldering sexual relationship commenced, in no uncertain terms! Most of the action being driven by the sexy Sonya herself, my own lack of knowledge combined with her high level of ability within the sheets ensuring this was indeed the case. Not that I was complaining mind, it seemed so natural this way.
After the sexual action, which had proved to be of the highest intensity, due entirely down to Sonya’s lead, although I had responded admirably to her advances, both of us settled down to sleep. Although it must be said that state did finish for herself before me, I awoke to find her gone from the bed, but I could also hear the shower within her bathroom running. And a few minutes later, a clearly rejuvenated Sonya re-appeared, asking if I wished to undertake the same activity that she had just finished.
When I somewhat later, neither of the two of us had to report to the hospital for work at all upon this day ahead, returned to her bedroom, refreshed and lighter, having used the opportunity given me by Sonya’s small room to empty both ends of my body, there stood Sonya dressed in her full nurse’s uniform, complete with belt and head piece, and with a stern look upon her lovely face. God, did she look SO sexy, or what?
“What are you doing out of bed? You are scheduled to remain upon it ALL day! Get back on the bed this minute and position yourself centrally!†I obeyed immediately, the tone that she had used to issue this command totally forbade any other action, upon which the sexy Sonya was by my left hand, lying very near to the right-hand post of her upper, solid, metal bedframe.
She reached into one of the pockets of her nurse’s uniform, withdrew a bandage, which I was soon to discover made a very effective bondage tie; tying said wrist, having looped it, firmly to said bedpost. In such a manner that prevented any escape for my limb completely, but not in any manner that endangered my blood circulation for example. Moments later Nurse Sonya had moved around the bed and transferred her attentions to my other arm, and her opposite upper bedpost. Soon they found themselves bound together, inescapably but totally safely, by another bandage, and my ‘nurse’ has ensured that I could not leave her bed without her consent. “That’s better,†she now commented, seemly satisfied by her recent activities
Although she from far finished yet. My legs were still free and that would never do! But she planned more than just tying them, before confining them to the bedposts of the lower bedframe she conspired to cover them in items of her lingerie, namely a pair of her stockings, held up by one of her suspender belts!
She seemed to sense my secret desires better than I did myself it appeared, she’d certainly guessed of my wish to be taken under the control of a sexual Mistress and placed within her complete power absolutely correctly. And she knew of my kink about stockings, that I wished for own legs to be encapsulated within delicious sheer nylon before I’d worked it out myself. For after she’d tied my first, still bare, pin to the bedpost, it seemed to me she’d done so in such a manner that suggested this particular bond wasn’t permanent or in its final form.
I was soon to discover that was indeed the case. To my complete horror, well at first anyway, she then fetched such a belt, which at least was fresh and clean, together with a pair of very sheer nylon stockings that were not. They had recently adorned her own legs and still had her scent very much in evidence!
Sonya grabbed hold of my ‘loose’ foot, despite my protestations soon had it covered in sheer nylon and slid the satin belt over it. Once she had moved the stocking to above my ankle, she soon had said ankle secured to the co-responding lower bedpost, in such a manner that, although perfectly safe, DID suggest permanence!
Sonya returned to my other, around bound, leg and soon had that released. In fact, she slid over to the other side of her bed until it was adjacent to its partner. So, she could, and did, slip the suspender belt over it, and up of both of my pins until it was in its correct position, around my waist. Upon which she transferred my leg back over to ‘its’ side of her bed.
She soon had its foot and ankle covered in sheer nylon, after which she returned it into bondage to the bedpost. Properly this time. That was it then, I now completely belonged to the bed of Staff Nurse Sonya Betzonova. And as it was totally owned by her, so by default, did I!
