The Nurse Story
Lets start with me. I’m a naughty natured BiCD, kept in check by my wife/mistress. At home when its just the two of us, I wear girl clothes always, and feminine undies always.
Due to an ongoing medical condition I have to see the nurse at my GP surgery every 6 weeks. Its usually the same nurse, typical mid 40’s woman, no nonsense, seen it all before – you get the picture.
She has become quite used to me wearing panties and asks what colour I’m wearing today. On this particular occasion my regular nurse wasn’t there – and I was seen by a different nurse – younger, fitter looking etc, called Tracey. I was rather taken aback when she said that as she hadnt seen me before, she wanted to do a full check up, and asked me to go behind the screen and take of my clothes down to my underwear. Well it wouldn’t be the first time I had been unexpectedly having to show off my panties. She didn’t bat an eyelid as she came behind the screens and saw me laying on the couch in my pretty pale blue lace edge panties. She duly did all her checks very professionally, then asked me to turn over onto my front. I heard a slight gasp, then realised that she will probably have seen the significant residual marks from my punishment (caned by mistress) 2 nights ago. She finished her examination and then asked me if I was OK. I said that I was, and asked why. She said that she had seen the bruises on my bottom and she needed to confirm that they were consensual, not abuse. I laughed and assured her that they were from my wife and very much consensual. She asked if the skin was broken at all, and being a devil I said she had better check. (I just had a feeling about the way she was asking…).
I laid on my front again and lifted my hips “pull my panties down – I can’t reach them from here”. I felt her fingers in the waist band of my panties, and she gently lifted them over my bottom to expose the 12 neat lines that mistress had given me. Another gasp, and I felt her finger gently trace each of the lines. No broken skin she replied, but wait there, and she got some emollient ointment and gently rubbed it into my cheeks. “OK, you can get dressed now” she said and left me to it. The final chat was very professional, discussing my condition and ongoing treatment. As I got up to leave and was half way across the room she asked me “did you cry?”. After a brief moment of recognition I realised that she was talking about my punishment and I replied “not from just 12”. As I was out of the door she said “I wish”, and it was too late – I was already leaving. I think she wanted it that way. Of course I told mistress when I got home – we both decided it warranted further investigation.
6 weeks later when I booked my next appointment the receptionist was a little surprised that I asked for an appointment with Tracey as she was very new to the practice. A week later I was in her room for my regular check up. I was up front and asked her if she needed to check on my bruises – she said that they will have faded by now, to which I replied, but not the ones she gave me last night. The look on her face was something else, I was pleasantly surprised to see her blush, and she said that she had better check on them. I went behind the screen and took off my t shirt & trousers. This time I was wearing a pretty lace bra and high cut panty set which left my marks very visible. Mistress had given me a really harsh session the night before so my lines were still livid blue/red.
The intake of breath was almost a squeal. Oh my goodness, that must be so sore. It is I replied, can I have some of your nice cream again. She went and got some cream, and started to very gently rub it in. She started to ask me why I was punished – I replied partly because I’m a naughty girlie, and partly to show you, as you obviously enjoy the stripes. She paused in her cream rubbing, and then said, yes, its rare to be able to share with someone else. Tell me how it was done, she asked, with a soft low voice. I told her that I was only wearing a nightie - mistress made me lay flat out on the bed with a pillow under my hips, so I didn’t move too much. Mistress smoothed my nightie tightly over my bottom, and gave me 6 stokes of the cane on my covered bottom – just for a warm up she said. Then my nightie was pulled up over my back, to expose my bare bottom, for another 6 stokes. That would be a quite common 12. Then mistress said, now girl, lets give her something to look at. OMG Tracey replied, you took these especially for me. Not a lot of choice I replied with a smile. Mistress gave me the next set of 12 about 30 seconds apart – I was sobbing by 18/19 strokes, and fully crying by the time she finished.
I realised that Tracey was rubbing my striped bottom with a gentle repetitive movement, but without any real purpose. She was flushed and breathing rather harder than when she started.
I asked her what she meant by her comment last time as I was leaving. She went bright red and just shook her head, as if to say she wasn’t going to tell me. Emboldened by the conversation (and her cream rubbing), I said that I thought she wanted some stripes of her own. I’m scared she replied, I’ve been spanked and enjoyed it but I want to try more. Then suddenly she stopped her rubbing, and commented , I’ve said too much, time you got dressed. I did get dressed and sat at her desk for the inevitable quick discussion about my condition and that I need to make another appointment etc. I told her that my wife was due a blood test in about 10 days, and it was booked with her. I suggested that if she wanted to take things any further just refer to her as mistress when she comes for her appointment.
All this was relayed back to mistress when I got home. 10 days later my wife was in the surgery having a blood test. Tracey was very professional, not a mention of me or my stripes. Mistress thought that Tracey might have got to scared, but almost at the end of the consultation my wife was almost taken aback, when Tracey wrapped up the session with “I hope Mistress was pleased with the way I have conducted your blood test”. Quickly back on track, my wife replied, if you would like to come and visit us, you will find out – call me. Of course all this was told to me after mistress got home. Neither of us thought that anything more would come o the conversation, but there was a spark of hope in that Tracey has called her mistress, just the once, but she had used the word.
It was nearly 3 weeks later…….. phone rings on a Friday afternoon. My wife took the call. It lasted some 20+ minutes. After the call she told me “Tina – we have a guest for dinner tomorrow evening – you will be serving”, which I know means my maid outfit.
17:50 the following evening, with me all dressed up in my bob wig, pretty maid outfit, ¼ cup bra, and panties underneath, stockings and sussies of course, and my black patent heels, the doorbell rings. Tracey, true to her word, has come for evening meal. WOW, was her first reaction as I answered the door. Hello Tracey, I’m Tina, so pleased you could be here, come in, take a seat, would you like a glass of wine?. Just as I handed her the glass of cold white wine, mistress appeared, wearing a figure hugging faux leather dress (one of her fav looks), and big heels. Hello missy she said, so pleased you could make it – are you dressed as I requested. With an embarassed look on her face, she replied, yes I am. Mistress turned to me – Tina, how should Tracey have answered me? I answered – Mistress she should have said “ Yes Mistress”. Good Girl, was the response, then she looked at Tracey – lets try that again shall we…. And all credit to her Tracey replied “Yes Mistress, Sorry Mistress”
Dinner was served, along with more wine, and finished with no further incident. Light conversation about anything other than why she was here. I scurried about, clearing the table tidying the kitchen, getting some more drinks, before we all 3 sat in the lounge.
Mistress then started the next phase. So Tracey, did you find it exciting to have to call me Mistress? Tracey replied without thinking, “Yes I did, it was embarassing to be corrected, but I enjoyed it” – Well you havent remembered very well have you…………. Her hand flew up to her mouth – Oh, sorry Mistress”. Maybe a bit more embarassment will help you remember, mistress replied. Take off your dress my girl – Now. Tracey went bright red, but she did obey. She struggled to undo the back zip, and I was instructed to assist. Great for me, extra embarassing for Tracey. Her dress fell to the floor, and I naturally helped her step out of it, and folded it on the back of the chair.
Sporting a very pretty red bra and panty set with a tiny black trim, and stockings and sussies, she was expectedly coy and embarassed, holding her hands across the front of her panties. You may sit down now she was told, and still embarassed she took a seat on the sofa. Mistress turned to me – Tina, lets make Tracey feel less uncomfortable – take your dress off. So now we are both down to our (pretty) underwear – I just know Mistress is loving this. She starts a conversation with Tracey “so have you considered what I said to you on the phone? “a quiet Yes Mistress was the reply. How far would you like to go Tracey ? I’d like to try it all …………………….please Mistress. What was the safety system – tell me. “Yellow mistress, if its getting too much, and Red Mistress, if I want it to stop.
We are going to use Tina as the demonstration model, so you can see what is expected before you try it. Oh, I should have known, this could get sore. Tina, stand up, come here, hands on your head, you know the drill. I stood, upright and still. Mistress walked around me, ran her fingers around the edges of my bra and panties, stood slightly to the side of me. Tina, what is the punishment for slutty girls that show off their knickers? Mistress slaps my legs, I replied. And that’s exactly what she did, slapped my legs like I was a little girl – 6 on each leg. I heard the sharp intake of breath from Tracey. Thank you Mistress I said as she finished. She looked round “Come on then Tracey, Mistress is waiting. Tracey was bright red with embarassment, but very willing. She adopted the same position I had been in, and put her hands on her head. Mistress went through the same routine, tracing the outline of her underwear with fingers, almost touching intimately but not quite. Tracey was wriggling under her touch. Then suddenly a full slap on the back of the leg – stay still girl, mistress said, and went back to her teasing with fingers on the edge of her bra. Again Tracey moved slightly and received another good slap on the other leg. After which mistress started the same slow steady leg slapping that I had been given. 12 were delivered, and while Tracy did wriggle and yelp she managed to stay in position. Mistress then told her that she was a good girl and that she may sit down again.
I topped up the wine glasses and mistress asked Tracey to explain how she felt – Tracey replied that she was a mixture of excited and embarassed. Embarassed at being undressed or embarassed at having your legs slapped, mistress asked. Both Tracey replied…. Both what young lady retorts mistress. Again her hand went to her mouth – sorry mistress, I meant both mistress. Forgetful girl aren’t we – it was a statement , not a question.
Mistress moved on – Tracey, you told Tina and myself that you had been spanked. Tell me how it was delivered and how many spanks you received. Tracey again went very red, and looked at the floor – Well mistress, the first few times it was over his knee, then it progressed to kneeling on the end of the bed – it made it easier for him afterwards. Easier for what, mistress replied. Easier for him to …….. (goes bright red).. to have me mistress. And did you enjoy that my girl. Oh mistress this is so embarassing … DID YOU GIRL…. Yes mistress came the reply.
Tina – lets show Tracey what happens to girls that are slutty shall we says mistress. As I’m already just in my underwear, I stood next to mistress and waited. Bend over girl I was instructed, and laid myself over her lap. Tracey – come and stand here so you can see, and she duly did, standing very close to me. Mistress pulled my panties up tight so they disappeared into the crack and proceeded to spank my almost bare bottom hard. I heard the gasps from Tracey as the spanks landed, making my bum very red, but no movement or sounds from me. 24 hard slaps later she stopped. Tina – remove your bra came the instruction (unusual but I found out why later). I did as I was told and mistress resumed spanking my bottom slightly less hard, and with her free hand playing with my nipples. It had me wriggling in no time at all. A couple of minutes later I just said Mistress Please……
Not sure if it was please stop or please continue – she chose to continue, and a minute later I came in my panties. Mistress let me relax then said to me, stand up you dirty slut, I’ll deal with you later.
I hadnt really noticed but Tracey was wriggling just standing next to me - seemed to be squeezing her thighs together – mistress of course had been watching her closely.
Are you ready Tracey…., Yes Mistress. Did you enjoy watching that Tracey, Yes Mistress. That’s very slutty of you Tracey – what happens to girls that are slutty Tracey? Tracey looked at the ground again, and shyly said, they get spanked …….. mistress. Over my knee then slut, and Tracey lowered herself over mistresses lap – mistress adjusted her position forward so Traceys hips were in mistresses lap. Mistress then added to Traceys embarassment. Tina – come and adjust her panties, so I had the pleasure of pulling her panties up tight to expose her cheeks just like mine were.
Ready Tracey…… yes mistress was the reply. Mistress started gently, spanking her bottom regularly, evenly and not too hard. After a couple of minutes the spanks moved onto the soft sit spots on the curve of her bottom, and a few landed lower onto the backs of her legs. She started to wriggle and uttered the occasional yelp. At an appropriate pause mistress said Tracey, Tina was made to remover her bra, you will now do the same. Oh please not my bra – so embarassing was the reply. Mistress landed 6 full on hard spanks on her bottom, with the resulting 6 loud yelps. Lets try that again shall we my girl…… Tracey take your bra off - needless to say she wasn’t going to argue again.
Mistress did the same as she did with me – lightened the spanks and played with Traceys nipples. Apparently it was having a similar effect, she was certainly wriggling. Tracey was breathing hard, fast, that heady mixture of pleasure and pain. Suddenly Tracey lifted one hand off the floor, shoved it under her hips and started to rub herself – less that 15 seconds later she was cumming. Mistress was kind and stopped the spanks and added her fingers to Traceys own to help her finish.
Tracey went limp over mistresses lap and instead of shoving her off like she often does to me, mistress allowed her to stay there and just stroked her. It was a full 3 minutes before Tracey felt like standing up, and to her credit she turned to mistress and said Thank You mistress that was wonderful.
You are welcome my girl, although helping yourself to a handful of your pussy without permission, and allowing yourself to cum, means that I now have two dirty sluts to deal with.
I was sent to fetch some more wine while we all relaxed for a few minutes. Traceys initial shyness seemed to have gone now, as she was sitting with her tits on show, legs apart showing her very wet stained panties – much like my own.
After wine and small talk mistress stood up, left the room, and returned with a cane in her hands.
Right you two dirty sluts – you will now receive your punishment for pleasuring yourselves. As Tina is experienced she will receive two strokes for every one that that Tracey takes. Tina – assume the position, as mistress pointed to the settee. We will start with 12 for you my girl. I knelt on the settee seat, holding onto the back, so my bottom was well presented. I looked across at Tracey – I’m sure she was trembling. You know the rules Tina – No hands, no getting up. Are you ready girl? Yes Mistress I replied. As expected, the cane landed expertly across the upper section of my bottom, at medium strength, enough to leave a red line immediately “One Mistress”, this continued for the next 5. After 6 mistress stepped forward and pulled my panties down to the backs of my legs. Tracey gasped, as mistress landed another stroke on my bare bottom. Seven mistress, this continued until 10 then mistress reminded me – Ready Girl? Yes Mistress was my reply.
Yeeoww, 11 Mistress. Ahhoooowwww, 12 mistress. Thank you mistress. The last two were full strength and left deep blue lines.
I looked across at Tracey again, she was squeezing her tits as she watched me. Tina – stand up, Tracey over here girl, assume the same position. Slowly but surely she did, kneeling on the settee, gripping the back, she voluntarily dipped her back to push her bottom out. How many Tracey asked mistress. S.s.Six P.please m.mistress. The tremor in her voice very apparent. Ready Girl ? Yes Mistress she answered in quite a clear voice. This was her first taste of the cane – mistress knew this and was gentle with her, the first three quite light, on her panties, but she still made yeowch sound. Mistress stepped forward and lowered Traceys panties, and we both saw for the first time her smooth shaven pussy lips, mistress stroked them just once which made her whimper, then stepped back. The next stroke was her first on a bare bottom – and she yelped, and rubbed her hands on her bottom. Tracey – that’s not allowed – you remember I said to Tina no hands and no getting up, but as I didn’t remind you I’ll let you off just this once. The last two strokes were slightly harder and made her yelp again. Mistress told Tracey to stand up, have a glass of wine. And then asked her if she felt that she had got what she came for. Tracey was quiet, then when prompted she said that it was great, but the cane was much less of a punishment than she expected – she had expected to cry.
Mistress explained that as a newcomer its better to start gentle and build up, rather than be frightened off by a harsh first session. Tracey took a full swallow of her glass of wine, and said, please mistress may I have a second session, and promptly removed her panties completely and knelt back on the settee.
Well young lady, these will sting. What is our safeword? Yellow Mistress, and what is the stop word? Red mistress. Good girl, now remember to use them. You will receive 12 strokes of the cane unless you call stop – do you understand? Yes mistress.
Mistress started with 3 stokes about the same as the final two that she had given, causing yelps and wriggles. Then the intensity went up, A much harder stroke leaving and instant blue line – Tracey screamed, and knelt up, settling down again 10 seconds later. Tina – place yourself next to Tracey and help her stay in position. I knelt sideways on the settee and wrapped my arms around her trunk, making sure I got hold of one of her tits. The next stoke landed – she screamed but I held onto her and played with her nipple (I know what I like ) 3 more the same Tracey was panting like crazy. I saw mistress change her stance slightly and help onto Tracey tightly, as mistress landed two hard consecutive stokes onto the soft spots low down on her bottom – that did it, screamed like a banshee, and burst into tears, the final two were not quite as hard, but still produced more tears. She obviously wasn’t counting, as at that point she called Yellow., but it was over for her. I continued to hold her so she didn’t collapse, mistress stepped forward and slipped two fingers into the waiting pussy. Tracey rocked on the fingers, mistress reached round and played with her clit, as I played with her nipples. Tracey tipped over the edge and had a massive orgasm, still crying from her punishment. She went limp in my arms – might even have passed out for a few seconds, as she wasn’t quite sure where she was when she came round, then her bottom reminded her as she rolled over and attempted to sit on the settee – changing her mind very quickly. Mistress kissed her and told her what a good girl she was, and now she could enjoy watching Tina getting hers. I looked at Mistress questioningly. Remember Tina the deal was that Tina would be given twice as many as Tracey. This good girl has just taken 12 more strokes, on the bare, so prepare yourself my girl.
Oh this is going to be sore…. I knelt on the settee as before, having removed my panties. To my utter surprise, Tracey knelt next to me and said – I’ll hold you like you held me. I felt her soft tits pushing into my side as her arms went around me. Mistress treated me much the same as she had with Tracey, but the starting strokes were no where near as gentle. I had started to cry at about 15 stokes, and was crying uncontrollably by the time she finished. Tracey wiped away my tears as I stood up and asked mistress if I should thank her in the usual way. Yes bitch you shall, was her reply, as mistress sat on the settee, pulled up her faux leather dress, and displayed a very very wet pair of satin panties. I knelt in front of her pulled her panties off her legs and buried my head in her pussy. She lasted less than a minute before wrapping her legs around my head and bucking her hips against me. As she relaxed down, she leaned forward and stoked me, and said good girl. Having watched this, Tracey crawled over to us, and said – please mistress, can I show you what a good girl I am too. A real bonus for mistress, a cute, well punished girl buried between her legs, It was at least 5 minutes before she came again.
We offered Tracey a bed for the night, but she chose to go home (how she sat in the car I don’t know). Since then she has become a regular part of our games and she has quickly progressed in the amount of punishment she can take. We decided that its probably better if we don’t see her professionally in the surgery, as if anything untoward did come up it would be much harder for her to be impartial.
