Stepsister lockup Ch.2 - School nurse visit
It had been almost a month since Mistress and Goddess who used to be stepmom and stepsister locked me up in a chastity cage for my own benefit. Three and a half weeks in and there have been no promised benefits. My cock is always arching and straining against the cage and my balls are the biggest they have ever been, darker in color and extremely sensitive. Everything is so tender and sensitive that just one touch can cause me to wince in pain.
This started to become a problem in Miss Thompson's class. She had always taken more of an interest in me than other students but I never knew why. I suppose it was because I took more of an interest in her too. She was one of the younger more attractive teachers in the school. I suppose because she was closer in age to many of the students it was easier for her to get along with most of the modern trends. She always dressed nice and appropriately for a school setting but it was a little more provocative than other teachers. I remember back in grade 9 when she was wearing a loose-fitting blouse that had a deep cut on it, no cleavage or anything like that, just enough that most of her upper-chest area was exposed skin. When she bent over to help someone at the desk in front of me the low neckline of the blouse drooped down 6 or 7 inches so that I could see everything under her blouse. She didn't have the largest breasts but they were tucked neatly in a normal-looking white bra. It was nothing overtly sexual but at 14 it seemed like the best thing ever and I tried to keep the image fresh for as long as I could remember. I guess that is why I took a greater interest in Ms. Thompson now at 18 in her grade 12 class.
Because Miss Thompson took a greater interest in me she really started to notice the discomfort I was having from the chastity cage in class. I would fidget in my chair constantly to get the cage positioned right and now with my balls so full and tender I started to make more noises from the discomfort of them laying on the chair. One day I was walking by other classmates and one of the girl's elbows brush my crotch. It was clearly an accident and was something that normally would just be brushed away but at my heightened sensitivity I let out a painful moan. Miss Thompson immediately came over as she had witnessed the entire thing. "Something is not right with you hun," after knowing me for 4 years in various classes she had adopted pet names rather than my actual name, 'I think you better go see the school nurse."
I left class and followed the hall to the principal's office where the nurse had her office too. Miss Martinson was the school nurse. She was very young and must have just left nursing school as it was her first year as our school nurse. She was extremely thin with long thin legs and a very dainty-looking frame. She had a small bust that seemed to fit her small frame in perfect proportion. She always wore the most cliche nursing outfit each day which was white stockings and white short heels with a single strap in front. The stockings must have been the thigh-high kind as sometimes I could see the lace print portion that would be the top show from under her skirt which was more like a dress than a skirt. She even wore the small hat with the red cross most days. She must have been into cosplay or something because her outfit looked more like a Halloween costume than a nurse's. She was very quiet and shy though and maybe this was just the way she liked to grab the attention of boys which she clearly did. She would wink at boys as she roamed the halls and I had even received a few flirtatious winks from Miss Martinson.
I entered Miss Martinson's office and sat on the little exam table that she had in the corner across with a counter and cupboard in the opposite corner that had some basic medical supplies, gloves, cotton balls, band-aids the such. "So, Miss Thompson mentioned that you seem to be having some pain in the groin. She said that she has been monitoring you for the past two weeks now and is very worried. Have you had any trauma recently to your groin or any other sickness?"
"No" I respond quietly.
"Well if you can't remember anything then I'm going to have to do a physical examination. Stand up and drop your pants please hun."
"NO, you can't" I quickly exclaim.
"Well then, I will have to do the examination over your pants," she reached out for my crotch and started to cradle my balls before I pulled away and let out a little squeal of pain. "Something is definitely wrong...are you being abused at home hun? I'm here to protect you, it's part of my job," trying to soothe me as she put her hands on my side and gently caressed my arms. She continued onto my hips and then my waist as she began to undo my belt and gently pull my pants down. I stayed quiet as she began to rub my thighs and grip my boxers to gently pull them down to reveal my small caged little cock. Miss Martinson's demeanor instantly changed to a playful giggle, "so who is the lucky girl that managed to lock up a stud like you? It's ok you can tell me, I dabble too and am submissive with my dom. It is one of the reasons I like wearing this nurse costume around here because it makes him happy. In fact, I've seen a few caged slaves at our parties but I have never seen a cage so close up and quite so small. I have to admit that it makes my panties a little wet and I think I might suggest to my dom that we lock up our own little plaything. So how long have you been locked up? And who holds the key?"
"It has been three and a half weeks, and my st.. a girl at school holds the key" as I catch myself.
"And when was the last time that you had an orgasm or release since caged?" She asked.
"I haven't been released at all," I said in a soft tone.
"Well that is not going to do, guys should always be releasing cum for proper health, and that is the reason that your balls are so sensitive." She began explaining.
"But how am I going to jerk off with this cage?" I asked.
"You aren't hun.." she paused lavishing in the confused look on my face. "Turn around bend over the table and spread your legs as far apart as you can." I submissively did as I was told and spread my legs until my cheeks were spread wide and could feel the coolness in the air causing my anus to tense up, "I'm going to perform a medical procedure on you called milking the prostate. It is an anally induced ejaculation. You're going to feel strong pressure on your prostate gland from inside the rectum" I heard the drawer pulled open and after a couple of seconds Miss Martinson reached around my head to fasten a ring gag in my mouth. "I find that first-time boys can get loud so this should keep you quiet, this isn't exactly a school-sanctioned procedure." I then heard the snap of a glove and could feel lube being spread around my hole before she kept explaining the procedure. "I'm going to gently penetrate you with a single finger to start." At this point, I was very happy Miss Martinson had such a small frame and dainty little hands and fingers. "You are tight back there, this must be a very new experience for you. Have you ever had anything inside back there?" She asked as she expertly slipped a second finger in like she knew exactly when my hole was stretched enough for more. "It's ok if you don't want to answer, just trying to put you at ease before the real action starts, besides I can tell you are a virgin back there." She continued moving her fingers around slowly in my ass as she slowly repositioned herself.
She placed her left foot next to my left foot on the inside and the right one was directly in the middle below my cock. She used her free left arm to press down on my back gently as she leaned in to whisper into my ear. "Do you think you are ready for this," then all of a sudden her fingers hooked around my prostate and I started to feel something pulse through my body. I bucked as the sensation pulsed through my body. Miss Martinson kept her weight on her left arm on my back ensuring that I stayed flat on the table bent over and helpless as she leaned in to whisper more. "We are just getting started hun, you will be making a huge mess." She started to knead my prostate as the pulsing in my body continued. Every time I started to gain my footing and start to buck around she would kick my left foot out with hers causing me to lose my footing and my chest to fall flat onto the exam table again. She may have had a small frame, but she was positioned perfectly and knew how to use it to ensure that I would remain helpless on the exam table.
As she continued her kneading the sensation changed and started to feel like I had to pee. I tried to yell stop but can only get out a couple of muffles. I started to shake my head back and forth and mime no, "ah. awe. ah. awe," but Miss Martinson grabbed my hair with her free left hand and pulled my head backward to stop my head from shaking completely and kept going like my pleas meant nothing to her. I finally decides it is hopeless and submitted completely to Miss Martinson as I could feel myself peeing all over the floor. After what seemed like the longest pee of my life the pulsing waves begin to slow and Miss Martinson's fingers slowed their kneading until they stopped and were gently pulled out. Miss Martinson stepped away from me and I could hear her peeling off her gloved hand. I bring my legs together which lets me lift my torso up and turn around to see the puddle of piss all over poor Miss Martinson's exam room. To my shock, there is just a huge puddle of cum.
"You didn't really think I would let you pee all over my exam room floor, did you? It is all part of the procedure. Which by the way you are going to have to clean up." I start to move toward some paper towels and Miss Martinsen grabs me by the chin with her thumb and index finger and points my eyes directly into hers. "You are going to have to use your tongue to lick up and swallow every bit of cum on my floor, got it!"
"You're crazy, I'm not doing that," I protest.
"OH, I think you are," how did this dominant come from that sweet submissive of a nurse moments before? "You see this is a high school nurses' exam room, I can't exactly have cum rags lying around so any evidence has to be destroyed and the only way to ensure that happens is that anything that came from you should leave with you, plus is it an exam room the floor is the cleanest surface is the building plus we wouldn't want your secrets getting out."
"Secrets? As in plural" I ask.
"That little cage between your legs that apparently lets any girl have her way with you, or that things up your ass make you cum buckets full. I'll let you pick your poison."
"There is no need," as I slowly get down on all fours to start licking up my mess. I knew she had the better of me. This was going to take a while as it was clearly the biggest load that I had ever produced. Miss Martinsen sat in her chair giggling the whole time watching me lick up all the mess. Occasionally she would reach down and grab my hair and guide me to a spot that I had missed. I was almost done and couldn't take any more salty cum. I got up and proudly proclaimed, "done."
"Not quite you seem to have made a mess of my leg too." It was her leg that she kept right under my cock during the milking. There was cum all over the toe of her shoe all the way up three-quarters of her calf. She raised her leg up to my mouth and simply said, "you know what to do, don't you." I nodded and started second helpings cleaning her shoe, taking it off to ensure all her toes were clean too, and then moving up to her calf. Her skin was so soft and felt so delicate, it seemed so out of place for her to be so mean. As I finished cleaning, her raised leg up to my mouth caused her legs to separate and I could clearly see up her skirt the tiny white lace panties that she was wearing. Right in the middle was a little wet spot that had soaked through. Miss Martinson clearly really enjoying this.
"Well everything looks clean, you can stand up," Miss Martinson says, and I get up to my feet and start going for my pants. "Wait, I need to examine the treatment." I stood facing her and slowly moved my legs apart until my cock and balls hung free. She grabbed my balls and started to cup, cradle, and fondle them as she inspected them. "They definitely look less full and they are no longer as purple. Do you feel any relief?" she asks.
"Well absolutely yes but I'm still crazy horny. The wet spot on your panties makes me want to jump you if only I could." I confess
"Well that is a side effect of the milking it only relieves the pressure build-up of fluid. It doesn't help any arousal. Did you notice the wet spot too? I guess I couldn't help myself. Normally I'm submissive to my dom but you ooze such submissiveness that what little dom I had in me clearly took over and I enjoyed it. I mean I think I'm going to find your keyholder because my dom and I could have a lot of fun playtime with you. Anyway, it seems like the treatment was effective. I'll mark it in your file and you are free to leave."
"My file is covered by that doctor-patient confidentiality thing right?" I ask.
"More like dom-submissive confidentiality!" She slapped my ass and shooed me out of her office.
This started to become a problem in Miss Thompson's class. She had always taken more of an interest in me than other students but I never knew why. I suppose it was because I took more of an interest in her too. She was one of the younger more attractive teachers in the school. I suppose because she was closer in age to many of the students it was easier for her to get along with most of the modern trends. She always dressed nice and appropriately for a school setting but it was a little more provocative than other teachers. I remember back in grade 9 when she was wearing a loose-fitting blouse that had a deep cut on it, no cleavage or anything like that, just enough that most of her upper-chest area was exposed skin. When she bent over to help someone at the desk in front of me the low neckline of the blouse drooped down 6 or 7 inches so that I could see everything under her blouse. She didn't have the largest breasts but they were tucked neatly in a normal-looking white bra. It was nothing overtly sexual but at 14 it seemed like the best thing ever and I tried to keep the image fresh for as long as I could remember. I guess that is why I took a greater interest in Ms. Thompson now at 18 in her grade 12 class.
Because Miss Thompson took a greater interest in me she really started to notice the discomfort I was having from the chastity cage in class. I would fidget in my chair constantly to get the cage positioned right and now with my balls so full and tender I started to make more noises from the discomfort of them laying on the chair. One day I was walking by other classmates and one of the girl's elbows brush my crotch. It was clearly an accident and was something that normally would just be brushed away but at my heightened sensitivity I let out a painful moan. Miss Thompson immediately came over as she had witnessed the entire thing. "Something is not right with you hun," after knowing me for 4 years in various classes she had adopted pet names rather than my actual name, 'I think you better go see the school nurse."
I left class and followed the hall to the principal's office where the nurse had her office too. Miss Martinson was the school nurse. She was very young and must have just left nursing school as it was her first year as our school nurse. She was extremely thin with long thin legs and a very dainty-looking frame. She had a small bust that seemed to fit her small frame in perfect proportion. She always wore the most cliche nursing outfit each day which was white stockings and white short heels with a single strap in front. The stockings must have been the thigh-high kind as sometimes I could see the lace print portion that would be the top show from under her skirt which was more like a dress than a skirt. She even wore the small hat with the red cross most days. She must have been into cosplay or something because her outfit looked more like a Halloween costume than a nurse's. She was very quiet and shy though and maybe this was just the way she liked to grab the attention of boys which she clearly did. She would wink at boys as she roamed the halls and I had even received a few flirtatious winks from Miss Martinson.
I entered Miss Martinson's office and sat on the little exam table that she had in the corner across with a counter and cupboard in the opposite corner that had some basic medical supplies, gloves, cotton balls, band-aids the such. "So, Miss Thompson mentioned that you seem to be having some pain in the groin. She said that she has been monitoring you for the past two weeks now and is very worried. Have you had any trauma recently to your groin or any other sickness?"
"No" I respond quietly.
"Well if you can't remember anything then I'm going to have to do a physical examination. Stand up and drop your pants please hun."
"NO, you can't" I quickly exclaim.
"Well then, I will have to do the examination over your pants," she reached out for my crotch and started to cradle my balls before I pulled away and let out a little squeal of pain. "Something is definitely wrong...are you being abused at home hun? I'm here to protect you, it's part of my job," trying to soothe me as she put her hands on my side and gently caressed my arms. She continued onto my hips and then my waist as she began to undo my belt and gently pull my pants down. I stayed quiet as she began to rub my thighs and grip my boxers to gently pull them down to reveal my small caged little cock. Miss Martinson's demeanor instantly changed to a playful giggle, "so who is the lucky girl that managed to lock up a stud like you? It's ok you can tell me, I dabble too and am submissive with my dom. It is one of the reasons I like wearing this nurse costume around here because it makes him happy. In fact, I've seen a few caged slaves at our parties but I have never seen a cage so close up and quite so small. I have to admit that it makes my panties a little wet and I think I might suggest to my dom that we lock up our own little plaything. So how long have you been locked up? And who holds the key?"
"It has been three and a half weeks, and my st.. a girl at school holds the key" as I catch myself.
"And when was the last time that you had an orgasm or release since caged?" She asked.
"I haven't been released at all," I said in a soft tone.
"Well that is not going to do, guys should always be releasing cum for proper health, and that is the reason that your balls are so sensitive." She began explaining.
"But how am I going to jerk off with this cage?" I asked.
"You aren't hun.." she paused lavishing in the confused look on my face. "Turn around bend over the table and spread your legs as far apart as you can." I submissively did as I was told and spread my legs until my cheeks were spread wide and could feel the coolness in the air causing my anus to tense up, "I'm going to perform a medical procedure on you called milking the prostate. It is an anally induced ejaculation. You're going to feel strong pressure on your prostate gland from inside the rectum" I heard the drawer pulled open and after a couple of seconds Miss Martinson reached around my head to fasten a ring gag in my mouth. "I find that first-time boys can get loud so this should keep you quiet, this isn't exactly a school-sanctioned procedure." I then heard the snap of a glove and could feel lube being spread around my hole before she kept explaining the procedure. "I'm going to gently penetrate you with a single finger to start." At this point, I was very happy Miss Martinson had such a small frame and dainty little hands and fingers. "You are tight back there, this must be a very new experience for you. Have you ever had anything inside back there?" She asked as she expertly slipped a second finger in like she knew exactly when my hole was stretched enough for more. "It's ok if you don't want to answer, just trying to put you at ease before the real action starts, besides I can tell you are a virgin back there." She continued moving her fingers around slowly in my ass as she slowly repositioned herself.
She placed her left foot next to my left foot on the inside and the right one was directly in the middle below my cock. She used her free left arm to press down on my back gently as she leaned in to whisper into my ear. "Do you think you are ready for this," then all of a sudden her fingers hooked around my prostate and I started to feel something pulse through my body. I bucked as the sensation pulsed through my body. Miss Martinson kept her weight on her left arm on my back ensuring that I stayed flat on the table bent over and helpless as she leaned in to whisper more. "We are just getting started hun, you will be making a huge mess." She started to knead my prostate as the pulsing in my body continued. Every time I started to gain my footing and start to buck around she would kick my left foot out with hers causing me to lose my footing and my chest to fall flat onto the exam table again. She may have had a small frame, but she was positioned perfectly and knew how to use it to ensure that I would remain helpless on the exam table.
As she continued her kneading the sensation changed and started to feel like I had to pee. I tried to yell stop but can only get out a couple of muffles. I started to shake my head back and forth and mime no, "ah. awe. ah. awe," but Miss Martinson grabbed my hair with her free left hand and pulled my head backward to stop my head from shaking completely and kept going like my pleas meant nothing to her. I finally decides it is hopeless and submitted completely to Miss Martinson as I could feel myself peeing all over the floor. After what seemed like the longest pee of my life the pulsing waves begin to slow and Miss Martinson's fingers slowed their kneading until they stopped and were gently pulled out. Miss Martinson stepped away from me and I could hear her peeling off her gloved hand. I bring my legs together which lets me lift my torso up and turn around to see the puddle of piss all over poor Miss Martinson's exam room. To my shock, there is just a huge puddle of cum.
"You didn't really think I would let you pee all over my exam room floor, did you? It is all part of the procedure. Which by the way you are going to have to clean up." I start to move toward some paper towels and Miss Martinsen grabs me by the chin with her thumb and index finger and points my eyes directly into hers. "You are going to have to use your tongue to lick up and swallow every bit of cum on my floor, got it!"
"You're crazy, I'm not doing that," I protest.
"OH, I think you are," how did this dominant come from that sweet submissive of a nurse moments before? "You see this is a high school nurses' exam room, I can't exactly have cum rags lying around so any evidence has to be destroyed and the only way to ensure that happens is that anything that came from you should leave with you, plus is it an exam room the floor is the cleanest surface is the building plus we wouldn't want your secrets getting out."
"Secrets? As in plural" I ask.
"That little cage between your legs that apparently lets any girl have her way with you, or that things up your ass make you cum buckets full. I'll let you pick your poison."
"There is no need," as I slowly get down on all fours to start licking up my mess. I knew she had the better of me. This was going to take a while as it was clearly the biggest load that I had ever produced. Miss Martinsen sat in her chair giggling the whole time watching me lick up all the mess. Occasionally she would reach down and grab my hair and guide me to a spot that I had missed. I was almost done and couldn't take any more salty cum. I got up and proudly proclaimed, "done."
"Not quite you seem to have made a mess of my leg too." It was her leg that she kept right under my cock during the milking. There was cum all over the toe of her shoe all the way up three-quarters of her calf. She raised her leg up to my mouth and simply said, "you know what to do, don't you." I nodded and started second helpings cleaning her shoe, taking it off to ensure all her toes were clean too, and then moving up to her calf. Her skin was so soft and felt so delicate, it seemed so out of place for her to be so mean. As I finished cleaning, her raised leg up to my mouth caused her legs to separate and I could clearly see up her skirt the tiny white lace panties that she was wearing. Right in the middle was a little wet spot that had soaked through. Miss Martinson clearly really enjoying this.
"Well everything looks clean, you can stand up," Miss Martinson says, and I get up to my feet and start going for my pants. "Wait, I need to examine the treatment." I stood facing her and slowly moved my legs apart until my cock and balls hung free. She grabbed my balls and started to cup, cradle, and fondle them as she inspected them. "They definitely look less full and they are no longer as purple. Do you feel any relief?" she asks.
"Well absolutely yes but I'm still crazy horny. The wet spot on your panties makes me want to jump you if only I could." I confess
"Well that is a side effect of the milking it only relieves the pressure build-up of fluid. It doesn't help any arousal. Did you notice the wet spot too? I guess I couldn't help myself. Normally I'm submissive to my dom but you ooze such submissiveness that what little dom I had in me clearly took over and I enjoyed it. I mean I think I'm going to find your keyholder because my dom and I could have a lot of fun playtime with you. Anyway, it seems like the treatment was effective. I'll mark it in your file and you are free to leave."
"My file is covered by that doctor-patient confidentiality thing right?" I ask.
"More like dom-submissive confidentiality!" She slapped my ass and shooed me out of her office.
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