Assignment From M
Copyright© 2026 by Zappedfan
Chapter 2: A Firm Hand
Back in the examining room with the divider shut, Bond felt some relief. That was soon gone when he noticed his clothes basket was again empty.
The nurse grabbed hold of Bond’s penis and faced him towad a wall standing on a scale. However, he was not being weighed.
“Flacid length seventeen point five centimeters international, seven point zero inches American,” the nurse read off a computer screen.
Bond glanced down and saw the wall was producing a red laser dot at the base of his penile shaft and another one at the tip of the head. He wondered if a tape measure wasn’t accurate enough.
“Second longest today,” the nurse announced.
“Only the second longest?” Moneypenny asked with a tone of disappointmet.
“We had a flaccid twenty centimeters earlier,” the nurse explained stepping up to Bond and placing a hand gently on his butt.
“But, you know Mistress,” the nurse said turning Bond around to face “That flaccid isn’t the important length.”
Without breaking eye contact with Moneypenny, the nurse slipped her hand under the subject matter and lifted it to point at Moneypenny.
“Shall you or shall I” she asked.
“Pardon?” Moneypenny asked, “Oh, you mean ... Could you give us a moment please?”
The nurse released Bond and moved to the other side of the room. Moneypenny stepped up to the scale and whispered to Bond.
“It’s based on the American system, then?” she asked.
“What is?” Bond asked.
“You know,” Moneypenny said.
“0” She gave his right ball a tap.
“0” Then the left one.
“7” And finished by squeezing his penis head.
Bond flinched.
“M must line you all up this way to assign... “ Moneypenny started.
“Certainly not!” Bond interrupted “Now you’ve had your fun, can you please get me out of here?”
“I don’t think you’re getting out of here until you have an erection she can measure” Moneypenny answered.
The two glanced over at the nurse who smiled and pointed to her watch.
“Can’t you, you know, at will?” Moneypenny asked.
“It doesn’t work that way,” Bond answered, “I have to feel ... Manly.”
“Oh manly is it, James?” Moneypenny purred running a finger over his earlobe.
“You look very manly to me.”
She ran another finger down his chest.
“I quite fancy you like this. I’ll never look at you the same way in the office again.”
She made an obvious visual tour of his body.
“I’ll imagine you just like this.”
She leaned in to be closer to his ear.
“Now I know what all the girls are pining over. You’re ruining them for other men. But I don’t want any other man. Ooh James, its always been you. I want to take you and...”
“Can I get a measurement here?” Moneypenny called to the nurse as she turned Bond back to the wall.
The nurse pushed a button on the computer keyboard. The red laser dots reappeared and the nurse read from the computer screen again.
“Erect length twenty six and a quarter centimeters International, ten point six inches American” the nurse read off the screen.
Bond stepped down from the scale.
“Still second best today,” the nurse announced.
Moneypenny grabbed Bond by the buttocks again and stopped him in his tracks.
“What do we need to be best?” Moneypenny asked.
“Pardon?” Bond whispered to Moneypenny.
“Twentysix point five is the best so far,” the nurse answered, “And the laser doesn’t lie.”
“Can we have another go at it?” Moneypenny asked.
“Moneypenny!” Bond whispered, “We’re trying to blend in here. Why do I have to be best?”
“You ... You ... You just do, that’s all,” Moneypenny answered, “For England, James.”
“Okay, Mistress,” the nurse agreed “one more try. Are you sure you don’t want my help, though?” the nurse added eyeing Bond’s erection, “I have a more hands-on approach.”
“No thank you,” Moneypenny answered and guided Bond back onto the scale. The nurse pouted as she jealously watched Moneypenny proceed.
“James,” Moneypenny whispered “I meant everything I said before and if you could just give me one teensy-weensy centimeter more, I’ll have a surprise for you tomorrow.”
This intrigued Bond.
“You’ve already surprised me, today” Bond replied.
“And I can say the same about you, James,” Moneypenny answered, “But...”
Moneypenny caressed Bond’s bottom.
“Wait till I get you ... BACK” Moneypenny said with a playful squeeze of Bond’s bottom.
“I’ll give you a surprise that will change how you feel about this holiday,” Moneypenny whispered as she blew in Bond’s ear.
“Well done, Mistress.” The nurse announced “Twenty-seven centimeters even.”
Bond exhaled heavily.
The two turned to leave but were blocked by the nurse holding a specimen cup.
“I need to collect some sperm,” the nurse said matter-of-factly as she grabbed Bond with a firm hand and went right to work. Moneypenny didn’t have time to react but Bond reacted half a minute later into the specimen cup. The nurse then closed the cup and wiped Bond clean.
“You two may go to baggage claim now,” The nurse said moving to the desk, “We’ll give you back the stud clothing on your way home. They’re contraband here. You knew that, right?”
Moneypenny took a step toward the nurse but Bond held her hand.
“Yes, Mistress, of course Mistress” Bond answered.
“Please Penny, may we leave?” Bond whispered to Moneypenny.
Moneypenny huffed and turned to leave.
“Well, I think she was quite out of line at the end there.” she whispered back to Bond as they exited through the “OUT” door.
The nurse tossed the specimen in the trash. She didn’t need to keep the sperm. She just needed to collect it. We all have our needs.
“There’s a Brittish Mistress and a long-cocked blond stud heading for baggage claim” the nurse told the policewoman on the phone “And I don’t think they’re a real couple.”
“Why?” the cop asked.
“To begin with, they asked for a hospital gown for the stud.”
“For what?” the cop laughed “His MODESTY?”
“I guess,” the nurse laughed too. “Then he’s got mounds of pubic hair and she’s surprised she has to shave him.”
“Hmm ... Sounds like newbies,” the cop said.
“Could be,” the nurse agreed, “I never saw her discipline him and he talked out of turn several times.”
“Several times?” the Cop asked, “Why didn’t you taser his balls?”
“Me?” the Nurse stammered, “Well.I ... That is...”
“You wanted to milk him, didn’t you?” the Cop asked sternly, “Why do you do that? I told you you can’t do that. Just how long is this cock? Erect?”
“Oh, twenty-something centimeters,” the nurse answered nonchalantly, “Twenty-seven, I think.”
“I’m on my way!” the cop said as she slammed the phone down and bolted for the door.
The cop arrived at the baggage claim just as the bag inspector was opening Bond’s luggage.
“That’s an awful lot of contraband clothing for your stud, Mistress.” the cop said suspiciously to Moneypenny. “Its almost as if he didn’t know he was required to be naked all the time here.”
The words “all the time” confirmed Bond’s worse fears. Then, as the bag inspector confiscated all his clothes except one pair of sandals, he realised that he would be nude around the clock for the next three days.
Moneypenny made him feel a little better by reaching into his bag and grabbing the sandals to hand to him.
“Of course he knew he’d be naked HERE” she said, “But its a long trip from England and he has to wear SOMETHING on the way.”
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