fantasy nurse and doctor
- Where does it hurt?
- It hurts everywhere. Even everywhere.
- Let's see what is the problem.
Lying in bed, just a robe on me, trying to sound as good and could ill. Leaning over me, Sonja busied himself with a stethoscope supplied. Her long hair spilled over his face and chest pleasantly tickled me.
Valentine's day had chosen to surprise me with one of my most ardent fantasies: roleplay site. And as the role of nurse was among my first choices, dressed for the evening a complete and uniform as possible perverse.
I reached out and touched the calf dressed in a white sock with tape. Almost reverently, I walked fingertips up on the mesh material, up to bare thigh.
- I see my patient exceeds the boundaries of common sense, she said.
- Sorry Miss nurse, but I can not help. You simply ...
My breathing was cut when she stuck cold stethoscope diaphragm sternum.
- What were you saying?
- You are so beautiful.
- Continue.
- You are beautiful.
- And I think you're sick.
- I am, I said, coughing to emphasize my words.
- Take a deep breath.
I did what he asked, pulling a deep breath and exhaling loudly. In the meantime, Sonja move their stescopul at various points on my torso.
- It's serious? I asked worried.
- I do not know. There seems to be the lungs. Now, she said, stretching and more on me, trying to calm and breathe normally. I want to listen to heart.
I just made. I stood motionless staring at her cleavage and breasts that swayed hypnotically in front of me, so close I could feel their warmth and scent with perfume.
Finally, I could not bear and I got one hand. Sonja was raised abruptly
- What are you doing?
- I ... I'm sorry, I said, while studying from head to toe.
Sonja has put hands on hips in a picture perfect indignation.
- It was a mistake. An accident, I added myself.
He stood there in the middle of the room, looking at me severely. The whole attitude grip so well. As uniform ... let's just say that made me even I need a doctor.
Classic gown was replaced by a kind of white jumpsuit that ends above the knees and let his bare back. Wearing a cap on his head as a headband, which was found the Red Cross. The same cross was present and gown in several places.
Wear shoes feet and legs and they were dressed in white stockings mesh. The whole outfit was completed by a stethoscope around his neck and looked severe.
- I'm really sorry, I said I like trance.
- I think I know what your problem is.
He turned and took a few steps around the room. It has bent down to pick something. At that dress overalls was high and saw a flash of white buttocks material between them.
- Is seriously?
- Can become.
Music started around the room.
- I'll make a set of further investigation.
- Will it hurt?
- This I do not know. Up to you.
He turned back to me. It sat on the bed and he walked hand through his hair.
- Look what, I said, I can not figure out what it is, but one thing is sure: it is an internal matter. You will need to cooperate to solve the problem. No opposition, no denials, no questions asked. It is necessary to obey strange as it sounds. We understand?
I nodded yes.
- OK then. Put your hands at your side and try to relax. I'll will flash and you tell me where it hurts. OK?
- Yes, I said.
- OK then. Let's begin.
He stuck my abs expert hand and started to press:
- it hurts?
- A little.
- But here he asked pressing elsewhere.
- Yes, and there's only a little.
He repeated the procedure several times, touching me almost everywhere and varying pressure force.
- But here? Here? Here you hurt? And here? Even here?
I responded every time so, while I swear that I start to get dizzy.
Finally he took off me and nodded.
- It's serious? I asked again
- Yes it is. But treatable. The whole problem seems to come here, and I knocked his forehead, and here, and I grabbed his penis in her hand. Continuing to masturbate in pantyhose, he added to solve this problem, you will need to administer treatment with painkillers.
- What are those?
- anti-pain treatments, if I can say so.
- That painkillers?
- now tell them altialgice, he replied with a mysterious smile.
To my disappointment, he turned on the penis and was raised.
- But before she continued heading for the door, it takes the patient to relax. And this, to reduce the stimuli that bombard you in an aggressive way.
He reached out and low light in the room.
- Do you feel better?
- Yes ... if it is less
