The Nurse is In...

[Naughty_Kitten]

OOC:
Hello out there...
I'm sorta new here, but I am definitely not new to the wonderful world of role playing.
I just came up with a random idea and I figured I'd run with it.

This thread will involve a busty nurse who has opened up her own "practice." Her "hospital" is a place where people can check themselves in, in order to ensure that they are getting what they need from their lovers, and that they are returning the same. This nurse, Kitten, caters to the needs of those who enter into her building, teaching them, and learning from them, at the same time. She'll never say no, so long as you made an appointment...

And sorry, no walk-ins allowed... this kitten does not like being interrupted.

So, I'll add on another post, giving a little peek at Kitten, and anyone who wants to schedule an appointment with my nurse may do so through PM.

 

[Naughty_Kitten]

Kitten's Issue

For a while now, Kitten had been hanging around the doorway, breathing in a bit of the fresh winter air. Naturally, her tight white uniform was a little drafty, but her pert nipples were her only amusement on a slow day such as this. Brilliant red hair was cascading over her shoulders, gracefully sliding along the the semi-exposed mounds of her cleavage with each step of slight move of her head. Indeed, she was bored, and perhaps... lonely. Aquamarine eyes slowly scan the walkway toward her little hospital and yet, no, there's no one and nothing in sight, not even a hopeful walk-in.

Sighing, she turns away from the door and saunters over to her desk, the spandex frabric of her skirt clinging as though it were a second skin. Naturally, the skirt only covered the absolute least ammount of flesh possible; if she were to bend over, she'd flash the world a lovely shot of that firm, heart-shaped ass, and the whole neighborhood would know the shade of today's thong. Neon pink, it was, at least for the day, and the bra straps that hands from her shirt show that the bra does indeed, match... What her skirt lacks in length, her knee-high, white leather boots make up for in style and class.

What a waste for her to look so luscious without anyone around.

If only the phone would ring...

 

[Guest]

Ben

Ben had been searching the internet for an answer to a...um, delicate problem.

After several days with no luck he desided it was time to swallow his pride and risk the embaressment of seeking some kind of professional help.

Thats when he saw the ad in the phone book, he took a few deep breaths and dialed the number.

"hello? is this nurse Kitten's hospital?"
The voice on the other end of the phone sounded professional enough, but there was a hint of sexuality that he could not help but notice.
"What can I help you with?" she asked.

"Well, I.. um, this is a little embarassing, for some time now I have been having some trouble...um...ejaculating."

"I see, and how long exactly has this been a problem? and how bad is it?" she asked very politely.

"it's been about three weeks now, and at first it was just once in a while, now I can't seem to orgasim at all"

"I see, we will need to have you come in right away so we can fix it before it becomes worse, how's tommorrow afternoon, say 1opm?

He could not belive his luck at getting an appointment so soon,
in fack he was in such a hurry to get help for his problem he did not even care what it might cost.
"1:00pm will be fine, thank you"
He could amost hear the smile on her face as she said, Ok, see you tommorrow then, bye.

He hung up the phone and took a sip of the rum that had givin him the courage to call in the first place, then sat in the dark wondering exactly what kind of treatmen she had in mind....and if it was going to be painful.

 

[spazmodious]

opps

That post was from me

 

[Naughty_Kitten]

Well, now Miss Kitty had something to look forward to for the next day. An impish grin had crossed her face as the man told her just what his problem was. Hell, she knew she could make him cum so many times that he'd beg her to stop and let him rest. And would she let him rest, once she had him wallowing in pleasure? Probably not.

By the time she'd hung up the phone, she was positively brimming with happiness. She couldn't wait to deal with this man, her first patient. Naturally, one would assume that this would mean that her experience is not quite first-rate, considering that her hospital hadn't been open long, but this nurse definitely knows what she is doing. Unfortunately, she'll have to wait to prove it.

For now, she decides to busy herself with the preparations necessary for the following afternoon's activities. She exits the reception room, slipping through a curtain that is placed behind her desk. Now, she's in a room that looks much like a room in which surgery would be performed and yet, instead of sharp instruments used for cutting, there's quite an array of lubricants, sex toys, and other items that could be used to bring pleasure or... inflict pain, depending on the person's innermost desires. Having ensured herself that everything is sterile and tidy, she leaves that room through a door that is at the northern wall of the well-lit room.

Next, she travels down a short hall, mumbling to herself about nothing in general. She pauses to take a glance past the first door on the left, noting that the kitchen is clean and well-stocked. After all, she'd gone grocery shopping the day before. It passes her simple inspection and she carries on, entering the door on the right-hand side. 'Tis an elaborate bedroom... King-size bed in the center, against the farthest wall, nightstands on either side with a lamp on each, candles strewn along the surface of every available piece of furniture, flowers in a vase at the middle of the dresser... Everything here seemed ready as well.

Her eyes lift toward the clock on the nearest nightstand. "Damn. It's about time I get to bed." The digital numbers read 10:17PM. "Yes, I'll need quite a bit of sleep, considering the work out I'll be getting tomorrow." And with that, she slides out of her clothing, and under the sheets of the bed that looms before her. 'Tis such a simple pleasure, the massive plush mattress, but so very soon, she slips off into dreamland, purring in her sleep.

 

[Naughty_Kitten]

OOC.

Yeah, I'm OOC again.
It would appear to me that Mr. Spazmodious has taken it within him to completely ignore my thread and carry on with hisother storylines, instead of fulfilling his duties here.
I'll wait one more day, and then Miss. Kitten will be wiping her appointment book clear of Ben's name.
Harsh, perhaps, but then again, he shouldn't have gotten involved, just to ignore or forget about it.
After all, he has logged in, just hasn't posted here.
Anyone care to schedule an appointment?
My nurse isn't going to sit around collecting dust.

 

[Naughty_Kitten]

Rise and shine.

8:00AM, and there's that annoying reminder that she has work to do, for a change. Stretching her arms over her head and arching her back so that her nude torso lifts off the bed, she yawns to herself, rolls up, into a sitting position, and thumps her alarm clock into silence. Her dainty feet slip into her black "lil kitty" slippers and then, she's pushing into a standing position, every inch of her porcelain skin glowing in the early morning sunshine that somehow sneaks past her thick burgandy curtains.

Ahhh, glorious nudity. She glances toward her dresser, winking at the massive mirror that stands behind it, mimicking her every move. Her right leg lifts, she grabs for her ankle, and lifts her leg to be in complete parallel with the wall. Having stretched that limb sufficiently, she gracefully brings it back to its proper position and moves on to the next leg, repeating the process. Then, she's on her back, doing the morning's usual 100 crunches, only to roll over and do a couple push ups, just for the hell of it. Sighing to herself, she stands, tosses her hair over her shoulder, (An old habit, really.) and heads toward the bathroom.

 

[Naughty_Kitten]

Shower.

OOC: I thought I'd go back to bed, but then I got a wonderful idea for a sexy scene. Enjoy.

IC, again-


A slender hand places itself within the path of the downpouring water and she smiles to herself, before stepping into the shower, basking in the simple sensation the steaming water brings her skin. Closing the curtain behind her, Kitten steps under the stream and closes her eyes, tipping her head back so that her long red hair lies straight and drenched along her back, touching those wide hips and curling along the upper shelf of that luscious heart-shaped ass. Both hands trail down her figure, her digits desiring to touch all those forbidden places before they are forced to give another, a man, pleasure.

She fondles her nipples until they stand like soldiers, rock hard beneath the waterfall of cleanliness. Massaging her 38 D's, her head tips back again, a low purr tumbling from her lips, only to be stolen by the onslaught of that life-bringing liquid, water. On down her body, fingernails travel, lightly scratching her stomach and waist. Palms spread, she grips her thighs somewhat roughly, before dipping a hand between them, teasing herself with a little pinch of her clit. Then, roaming again, they head north, rubbing the bare patch of skin that should display a delightfully scarlet bush. And who could help themselves? They're down again, as though having a mind if their own, two fingers innocently sliding into dripping pussy.

It's not enough. Even as she pumps them in and out to an unheard rhythm, she grows bored and turns to face the angling water. Looking up, while busy at work, she grins at the ever faithful detatchable shower head. Her fingers seem to forget their mission, pulling out, the lava-hot juices coating them dissolving rather quickly. Almost with a bit too much eagerness, she pulls the shower head from the wall, spinning the top directly to her favorite setting. Jet Spray.

Turning the water up, just a little, she makes herself comfortable, leaning in a corner, legs spread, and knees bent. Focusing the concentrated spray directly at her vulnerable clit, she gasps loudly, closing her eyes for a moment. She circles it around her clit with militaristic accuracy, purring to herself and twisting her nipple with her opposite hand. She continues, feeling the blood rush through her body as though she'd never been alive until this moment. Those two fingers dive to assist, plunging deep into the gap that is just screaming to be satisfied. In, out, in, out, in...

Still, it's not enough! Almost frantically, she searches for a prop, a shampoo bottle, a handle, anything to fill her up and prevent her from losing the buzz that is propelling her within inches of ecstacy. Forest green eyes lock on their target. Finally, the back scrubber her mother bought her for Christmas would come in handy!

Switching the shower head's setting to Pulse, she lays herself out along the bottom of the tub, propping her legs at a 90 degree angle with the wall. With scrub brush in hand, upside down, she thrusts its handle deep within the caverns of her center. And in the opposite hand, there's good ol' Trusty. Directing the massaging water toward her clit and holding it there, she begins to pull the scrubber back, annoyingly slow, only to jam it forward, almost painfully. Indeed, she is teasing herself. It's a way of building mental-strength, for some. For her, it was heaven.

Plunging speed increases slowly, and her hips begin to rock against the handle, as though she were really with a man. Ocassional grunts, groans, and moans of pleasure slide from her mouth, getting themselves lost somewhere down the tub's drain. At the brink of her climax, the water suddenly goes ice cold, and much more than a wave of pleasure travels through her body. Shock attacks along every vein, taking over her entire being and pushing her into a frenzy of carnage, her fist relentlessly forcing its pleasure-bringer deeper and deeper until at last, she bursts. A cry of passion ripples through the air as her hands release both tools, and her body lolls around on the slippery bathroom surface. Panting to herself, she waits to catch her breath and then carries on with her "normal" morning duties.

 

[Guest]

Sorry

ooc:
Sorry, there was a slight tech problem and I did not get my messages that there were new posts on any of my subscribed threads.

ic:
BUZZ!!!! BUZZ!!!! BUZZ!!! the sound was drilling holes in his head and it had been doing so for a while, reluctantly he raises his head and cracks open one eye to see what was making the god awful racket.

It was the seldom used alarm clock, one of the great perks of being a writer and working at home means never having to worry about being late for work...
Hr must have set it to remind himself of something.....

HOLY SHIT!.... the appointment!
He quickly jups out of bed and hurrys though showering and dressing,grabbing a bagle and a Dr.Pepper as he ran out the door, he leaps into his convertable Mustang and heads to Nurse Kitten's hospital.

He must have broken a half dozen trafic laws but he got there only five minutes late (rare for him,he is usualy much later)
he gives his hair a quick running through with his fingers and walks in the door.

And stops dead in his tracks....he did'nt really know what he was expecting... but what he saw stole his breath away.
<<< oh_my_god! this woman is sooo hot!>>> he thinks to himself as he makes extra effort not to drool.

after a minute he finds his voice again and trys to speak.
Um...hi, My name is Ben....something (for some reason he can't think what his last name is) and I have an appointment?

 

[spazmodious]

damm I did it again

That was me again

 

[Naughty_Kitten]

Appointment #1

She'd been waiting patiently for her first patient to arrive, and was only somewhat shocked when he bounded through the door, practically slobbering all over himself. By now, she was quite certain that whatever issues the man brought up, she could help, and possibly cure. Actually, by the looks of the man, he had scurried his way across town as fast as possible. With an amused smirk slapped across her face, Kitten stands from behind her desk and slinks around the piece of furniture to lean on its front end and confront Ben.

"A little eager, hmmm?" Her voice is thick. Her words are slow and melodic, almost as though each syllable was an important addition to a masterpiece in progress. "Mr. Phong, you are one stressed man!" There is only a slight raise in her voice at the end of the exclaimation. Indeed, she seems rather mellow for now. Eventually, the calm professional side will slip away and we'll see what this pussy really has in mind.

Suddenly, she reaches behind her and grabs a stack of papers, grinning to herself as she turns around and holds them out to her client. "You'll need to fill these out, before we can get down to business." The stack is quite large, holding a packet of at least ten pages. Surely, the forms are a test of patience, but NurseyPoo would never admit to that!

 

[spazmodious]

Ben

<<Dangitall!>> "he thought to himself, not your smoothest enterance Benni...."

But he could not help it, he was so worried that the nurse was going to look like Dr. Ruth, that when he saw yer and she was hot...well maybe he could redeam himself and find some kind of composure while he filled out the paper work.

He took the stack from her and found a place to sit, he took his time to read it though carefully and fill it out, it was some pretty basic stuff, disclaimers and such...it only took hime 10 minutes to fill it out and by then he had a little better control of himself.

"Here you go,now what?" he said as he handede her the forms.

 

[Naughty_Kitten]

Forms.

Well, the forms hadn't been anything she really needed, though she did take them and place them in a tray on her desk. As said before, they were just a test. And judging by Ben's quick re-grasping of his composure, Kitten would be forced to say that he's passing rather well, so far.

"Was that a demand?" She queries him as though he'd most certainly lost his mind. "Perhaps I should teach you a bit about manners before we tend to the problem we spoke about on the phone." Her voice has lost that playful tone of passion and has been replaced by something just short of anger. She steps right on up to him and smirks slightly, not desiring to play Cat and Mouse.

"Can you behave yourself or not?" There is a trickle of laughter trapped somewhere within her throat and then, she tilts her head at him. "If so, remove your clothes."

 

[spazmodious]

huh?

Ben was not sure what to make of it, he asked a simple
question and she gets angry?then sort of half smiles
and says" can you beahave your self or not? if so take off your
clothes.

Was this a test?

He risked asking another question.
"Here? or is there an exam room of some kind?"
She blinked, probably not the responce she was expecting.
"Thats what I meant by (now what) I've never done anything even remotely like this and to be honest,I'm a little scared I am going to screw this up somehow.

He flashed her that stupid boyish grin that takes control of his face when he gets nervous. ( some women tell him it's cute, he just thinks its dumb)
She is standing so close to him right now he can smell her,
she smells like lavender bath oil, he trys not to act so eager to find out if she smells like that all over.

 

[Naughty_Kitten]

Examination.

Now she's really smiling at him. He has amused her greatly. That grin on her face is almost to hard to resist... laughing at. A little snicker dribbles its way through her throat, but she forces it to stay down and instead, makes a slight coughing sound.

"Believe me, doll, it would be incredibly hard for you to 'screw this up.' However, anything's possible." She offers him a reassuring nod of her head and turns toward the curtain behind her desk. Without so much as an extra look back at him, she begins to walk, calling back, "Follow me," as she heads through the gateway into the surgery deck.

Once there, she releases a gentle sigh, (And no, she's not depressed, so don't bother her about it.) moving across the room with all the grace of a charm school graduate. "You may take a seat wherever you wish." And naturally, there is only one place for him to take a load off, the big chair in the middle surrounded by gadgets. (Think... dentist's chair.) At once, she's busying herself with some sort of preparation or other, humming a tune to herself as she works.

A'course, there is a pause in her music making as she tosses a glance over her shoulder and questions him again. "How about you tell me more about your problem, Mr. Phong?"

 

[spazmodious]

Ben

He was a little nervous when he saw the chair, and alot nervous when he saw all the odd looking...whatever that were gathered around it.
But he found some courage somewhere and sat as instructed.

Then she asked to hear more about his problem...
that was so moch easyer when she was just a voice on the phone,now she was here in front of him and to make things worse she was really hot!
Hell she was built like Jessica Rabbit for cryin out loud.

Ok, well here goes nothin....

"well...it started about a month ago, my girl was talking to her sister and I overheard them,she was saying how her ex had more stamina than I and lasted longer in bed...(blush)
and I wanted to try and increase my staying power."
Nurse Kitty nodded incuragingly, and listened patiiently.

"So I read this book, and the author said one way was to drink alot of water or coffee or something and wait intill you had to pee so bad you were going to pop,the what you do is masterbate
(blush) and try to hold both the urine and the orgasim intill they both come at the same time,and it not only feels cool,but is supossed to add to your staying power."

He could tell from her face and the look in her eyes she was trying real hard not to laugh,and he could not really blame her.
Hell thinking about it now it does sound kinda dumb.

"Well I tried it and it did feel good so I kept doing it, and it took longer and longer for my orgasims to happen."

"And now even though I have'nt done it in a while,like two weeks,
it's almost imposable for me to orgasim,and when I do I really have to pee. I even tried urinating before I have sex,but as soon as I cum I gotta...well,go." (blush)

"it's ruining my realationship with my girlfriend and it's embarassing, can you help me?"

 

[Naughty_Kitten]

Focus.

OOC:
Sorry for the delay on the posts, I came across some urgent personal problems and well, they've finally been cleared up. I'm back now, and the nurse and I are ready for some real action.

IC:

Well, she wasn't quite sure what she had expected him to tell her. But if anything, THAT was definitely not it. However, she was more than prepared to handle it, though it would take a bit of quick, creative thinking. She allows him to finish talking, and then leaves a pause after his mouth FINALLY closes and she gets a chance to further digest all that he has said.

"I wonder, would you rather have the good news first, or the bad?" There's a slight quirk in the left corner of her lips, a sort of catty half-grin. It almost appears as though she's hiding something and is on the verge of crumbling into a helpless puddle of laughter.

Naturally, she doesn't give him a chance to respond. That'd be just too easy on him. "The bad news first, I guess, and then we'll lighten your mood with the good news!" A slight chuckle tumbles from beneath her breath as she turns her back to him and begins the show.

There is a heave of her shoulders and a loud sigh to signify what could, quite possibly be actual distress. And then, she's glancing over her shoulder at him. "The bad news is...." Here's another pause and then, she continues. "I've never dealt with a case like this one before." She turns from him entirely and shuffles something around on the counter. When she turns around again, there is a large box in her hands.

"And as for the good news..." She clears her throat and then takes a peek into her box, deliverately making sure that he can't see what it holds within. "I have a cure for... well, everything." With that, she begins to walk toward one of the nearby curtain-covered doorways, pausing before her disappearance.

"Now. No more questions from you. Remove your clothes, and I'll return in a moment to deal with your interesting issues." Thus, she slides past the curtain and Mr. Phong is alone in her playroom.

 

[spazmodious]

Ben

Ben striped as he was told,the whole time he could'nt shake the feeling that he was being watched,he tried to look for a camera in the room,but could not see it.

So lacking anything else to do, he stood there waiting for the nurse to return.

 

[Naughty_Kitten]

Leather.

OOC: Gee, woulda been nice for you to describe Ben's nudity a little... give it a bit of imagination, eh? And is he even -slightly- arroused? Am I supposed to be psychic? *Sigh* Good thing I'm a professional.. I can handle this MY way.

Back to IC:

Mere moments pass by, though there is no doubt that, to Ben, it feels like a century. There's a bit of noise coming from behind the curtain, and then there's a giggle from Kitty. If Ben's listening closely, he may hear a zipper being done up. And finally, there's the clearing of a throat and the nurse emerges from her curtained hideaway... and how else to describe her, but... Wow.

You know, it's the usual leather treatment... Black stilettos on her feet... silk stockings trailing their way up the lets, stopping at the thighs... garter belt... tight leather hugging her torso, pushing her breasts to the point that they're nearly popping out of the outfit, and so delicately hiding that delicious mound of hers... that firey mane of hers is down, layering along her pale shoulders and topped with a black beret. And if this isn't enough to get Ben's attention... the whip in her left hand might at least cause him to stand AT attention...