EmpressJosephine
Mistress of Role-Plays
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Niceties
“Does that feel alright?” Josephine asked her face down patient, having placed the TENS electrodes to cause Jennifer’s buttocks muscles to contract like involuntary Kegels.
“Feels um... nice, Doctor,” Jennifer responded immediately and apparently automatically. “Thank you.”
Josephine, standing where her patient could not see her face, smiled knowingly. Jennifer’s body reacted just as she’d hoped. With each pulse from the TEENS unit, her gluteus maximi contracted, a sexually stimulating reflex on its own, made all the more so by its rhythmically pressing Jennifer’s pubes into the firm but pliant padding of the examination table.
“These are larger muscle groups than before,” Josephine explained as she stepped to the door and opened it. “We’ll continue this time for fifteen minutes.”
She stepped out of the examination room and closed the door. She planned to again retreat quickly into her office, this time to sit on the floor with her back to the door and masturbate, her need had grown so great. Instead, the nurse who had stopped her earlier stood right there waiting to intercept her.
“Oh good, Doctor,” the nurse smiled tightly. “It sounds like you have some time. There’s a pharmacist on line two who insists on speaking with you. Something about a potential contraindication for some prescription you wrote earlier.”
Josephine hurried to her office and picked up the phone and pressed the appropriate button. Unlike many of her colleagues, she actually appreciated when pharmacists questioned her prescriptions, just in case she’d made a mistake. This case involved a complex by reasonable misunderstanding by the pharmacist due to a recent change in available dosages. By the time they worked it out, however, over ten minutes had passed. No longer having time to relieve her own need, she decided to return to where she’d left Jennifer. Habit and protocol caused her to knock before she entered the examination room. “How’s it going? Does it still feel ‘nice’?”
“Does that feel alright?” Josephine asked her face down patient, having placed the TENS electrodes to cause Jennifer’s buttocks muscles to contract like involuntary Kegels.
“Feels um... nice, Doctor,” Jennifer responded immediately and apparently automatically. “Thank you.”
Josephine, standing where her patient could not see her face, smiled knowingly. Jennifer’s body reacted just as she’d hoped. With each pulse from the TEENS unit, her gluteus maximi contracted, a sexually stimulating reflex on its own, made all the more so by its rhythmically pressing Jennifer’s pubes into the firm but pliant padding of the examination table.
“These are larger muscle groups than before,” Josephine explained as she stepped to the door and opened it. “We’ll continue this time for fifteen minutes.”
She stepped out of the examination room and closed the door. She planned to again retreat quickly into her office, this time to sit on the floor with her back to the door and masturbate, her need had grown so great. Instead, the nurse who had stopped her earlier stood right there waiting to intercept her.
“Oh good, Doctor,” the nurse smiled tightly. “It sounds like you have some time. There’s a pharmacist on line two who insists on speaking with you. Something about a potential contraindication for some prescription you wrote earlier.”
Josephine hurried to her office and picked up the phone and pressed the appropriate button. Unlike many of her colleagues, she actually appreciated when pharmacists questioned her prescriptions, just in case she’d made a mistake. This case involved a complex by reasonable misunderstanding by the pharmacist due to a recent change in available dosages. By the time they worked it out, however, over ten minutes had passed. No longer having time to relieve her own need, she decided to return to where she’d left Jennifer. Habit and protocol caused her to knock before she entered the examination room. “How’s it going? Does it still feel ‘nice’?”