Chapter 4: The Playroom

They returned home from a particularly dull dinner party, eager to salvage something of the evening.

"I'm not feeling too good, nurse," said the Earl, perfectly healthy. "I think you should examine me."

"Oh dear, well I think you had better get undressed and lie down and I'll be with you in a moment." With that the Countess went through to her dressing room and changed into a short sexy nurse's uniform of blue sheer fabric with a zip front and a cute little cap. By the time she got back to the bedroom, her patient was lying naked on the bed.

"Now, Mr Patient," she asked, "what seems to be the trouble?"

"Oh nurse, it's all over my body. Could you examine me thoroughly?"

The nurse began to slide her hands slowly over his chest and arms, massaging his muscles a little as she investigated. As she bent over him her breasts, which were barely contained inside the tight uniform, brushed over his chest. She reached up over his head to adjust an imaginary control and his mouth lay directly under her cleavage. He kissed the bulging flesh as she took her time over her adjustments.

She moved down to rub and massage his legs and feet, as they kept up a seductive conversation about the therapy he was going to need. She told him that the problem appeared to be with the swelling in his groin and that she would need to deal with that. Climbing onto the bed, she placed herself astride his legs and began to very gently stroke his balls, then his swollen penis. She took a lot of trouble to give it a thorough massage, then explained that there was another therapy which might help him. Bending slowly forwards, she applied oral therapy to his troubled part for a long time. She used various techniques from gentle washing with a warm tongue to a deep suction which seemed to be quite effective.

After this oral therapy the nurse had the patient turn over so she could massage his back. Resuming her position astride him, she massaged his neck, shoulders and back, from time to time bending forwards to sweep her comforting breasts over his naked back.

She dismounted from the bed and found a medical instrument in the bedside cabinet, which she turned on and began to rub against his buttocks, then push between his cheeks so that it lay against his anus and testicles.

"That's not painful, is it?" she asked.

"Oh no!" replied the patient, clearly benefiting from the therapy.

The nurse turned her patient over again and applied the instrument to the front of the scrotum and along the length of the penis.

"I am considering another therapy in this area, but I think I should first give you something to suck which will make you feel better. I just need to make some preparations."

She reached under her very short uniform to a tiny G-string. She turned round and bent down as she slid the pants to the floor, giving the patient a long look at her naked backside. She returned to the bed and climbed astride once more, this time facing the bottom of the bed. She carefully positioned herself so that she could apply the treatment, then encouraged the patient to take the medicine.

"Now, if you would just suck this for a while. Rub your tongue on the whole of the equipment then, when you're ready, you can concentrate on sucking on the pink button at the top." She waited patiently while he partook enthusiastically of this particular therapy.

"Now, if you would like to continue sucking on that a little longer, I should like to give you another little burst of that oral therapy I used earlier."

Leaning forwards without disturbing the patient's mouthpiece, she applied further healing strokes with her tongue on the swollen shaft.

While nurse and patient were fully absorbed with the therapy session, the door of the treatment room burst open. They both looked up to see an astonished housemaid framed in the doorway.

"Oh my God! I only came to turn the bed down. I thought you was out... Milady!"

Before the Countess had a chance to answer, the girl had gone. She leapt from the bed and crossed the room in three steps, closing and firmly locking the door.

"Perhaps we need a set of hospital curtains round the bed," laughed her husband-patient from his sickbed. "Would you like to resume my therapy now please, because the swelling is definitely getting worse," he entreated the pink-cheeked nurse-wife. She made sure that the doors from the corridor into both dressing rooms and bathrooms were locked, before returning to the bed.

"I'm so sorry, Mr Patient. Where was I?"

"You gave me something to suck during the oral therapy," he reminded her.

"Ah yes, something like this I believe," she said, resuming her earlier posture over the patient, to continue his treatment. After a little while, she gently removed herself from the bed. Holding his hand, she adopted a grave expression. "I think that this is a serious case which requires my special therapy. I should just get the equipment I need."

The patient lay watching as his nurse put on her latex gloves and reached for a bottle of a thin gel which she smeared over the fingers of one hand.

"Now you may find this a little strange. If you would like me to stop, please do say so. Try to relax and I shall be very gentle."

Climbing on to the bed again and placing herself between his legs, she asked him to bend his knees. Smearing her lubricated fingers round his anus, she began to press gently on his sphincter ring. His breathing changed and she purred to him, "Just relax, Mr Patient. A little pressure now. Breathe out and relax."

She slid her index finger a little way into his hole and waited for the muscles to settle, then began to slide her finger further into him, then in and out gently. She looked up to check her patient; his eyes were closed and he appeared to be comfortable. She slid out the finger, then gently pressed into him again with two fingers, once again sliding in and out. This time he gave a little moan.

"Some patients find that a little oral therapy helps while this treatment is being administered. Would you like that?" she asked, still moving her fingers in and out.