Another short one for you.

I've been a busy girl this morning.

If I was a Nurse......

I walk into the room, the click of my heels echoing confidently against the sterile hospital floors. Charts in hand, my eyes instantly land on the man sitting upright on the examination table, his long legs dangling over the edge.

Ben, a new patient, I presume.

I offer him a warm smile, taking in his tousled dark curls and eyes that seem to hold a world of unspoken stories. "Hello, I'm Nurse Sasha. It's nice to finally meet you, Ben."

As I approach, his eyes widen slightly, and I sense his unease. A small, private smile tugs at the corners of my mouth. My uniform is particularly revealing today, my large breasts accentuated by the fitted scrub top, perhaps a bit too much for this patient. I feign innocence, enjoying the power I hold over him.

I slide my gaze down to the chart in my hands, noting his vital signs and the reason for his visit. "So, Ben, tell me, how are you feeling today?"

His voice cracks slightly as he responds, "I-I'm doing alright, Nurse. Just here for a check-up."

I nod, feigning concern, "Anything you'd like to bring to my attention? Any areas of discomfort?"

Ben hesitates, his eyes flicking down to my ample cleavage before meeting my gaze again. A soft blush colors his cheeks. "N-no, I don't think so. I'm just... I'm fine."

I can sense his growing discomfort, and I revel in it. Bending over slightly, I ensure he gets an eyeful of my curves. "Well, I'll just need to take a look at your chart and run through a few things. I'll be right back."

Leaving him to squirm, I stride to my station, enjoying the way my hips sway with each step. I take my time, knowing he's stealing glances, his eyes roaming over my body. A soft chuckle escapes me. This patient is certainly entertaining.

I return to the room, intentionally taking a seat close to him, our legs almost touching. "Everything looks to be in order, Ben. We'll just need to run some routine tests, and you'll be good to go."

His eyes dart to mine, a mix of anticipation and apprehension flickering in their depths. I lean in closer, my breath whispering across his skin, and whisper, "But first, I'll need to take your vitals. It might get a little... intimate."

I let my words hang in the air, a silent promise of things to come. The corners of my mouth turn up in a seductive smile as I watch his Adam's apple bob in a nervous swallow.

Leaning in close, I place the stethoscope on Ben's chest, my hair brushing softly against his skin. His heart beats a rapid rhythm under my ears, and I feel his breath quicken as my hair tickles his neck.

I glance up, my eyes locking with his, and I see a flush spreading across his cheeks. "Ben, your heart rate seems a little high. Are you feeling okay?"

He opens his mouth to respond, but only a soft croak escapes. I give him a reassuring smile, feigning innocence as I slide my hand onto his thigh. His shorts do little to hide the feel of his firm muscle under my palm. "You seem a little nervous. Is this your first time doing this?"

His voice is hoarse as he manages to whisper, "I-I guess I'm just a little tense."

"No need to be nervous, Ben," I purr, my lips curving into a mischievous smile. My thumb strokes his thigh gently, teasingly. "I'll take good care of you. I promise."

Ben swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. His eyes flit down to my hand, then back up to meet mine, a silent plea in their deep blue depths.

I lean in closer, my lips almost brushing his ear as I whisper, "You know, Ben, I can make that tension melt away. But first, I need to get your heart rate under control."

My hand squeezes his thigh gently, my touch light and teasing. "I have just the treatment for that. But it requires a little... cooperation from you."

Ben's breath hitches, and he nods slowly, his eyes never leaving mine. "Wh-whatever you need, Nurse. I'll do my best to cooperate."

A soft laugh escapes me, sending a delicate puff of air across his neck. "Oh, I think you'll do just fine, Ben. Just relax and let me take care of everything."

As I lean in, my hair tickling his skin, I whisper, "I have a special technique that's proven to be very effective for patients like you." My lips brush his earlobe, sending a shiver through him. "But it requires a certain level of... trust."

My hand wanders higher, my fingers teasing the sensitive skin of his inner thigh. "Are you willing to put your trust in me, Ben?"

He swallows hard, his eyes locking with mine. "Y-yes, Nurse. I trust you."

I smile, my thumb grazing the outline of his growing erection through his shorts. "That's a good boy."

Then, I slide my hand higher, expecting to grasp his hardened length, but I'm shocked as my fingers encounter a hard metal cage. My eyes widen as I realize the truth. "Oh, Ben... What do we have here?"

He freezes, his eyes flicking down, a mix of embarrassment and desire swirling in their depths. "I-it's a chastity device, Nurse."

I chuckle, my breath tickling his ear. "I can see that, Ben. But why are you locked up like a caged animal?"

His voice is hoarse as he explains, "My wife and I... we're exploring certain... kinks."

"Kinks, hmm?" I tease, my fingers gently tracing the outline of the cage. "And how long have you been locked up like this?"

"Four months," he admits, a soft groan escaping him as my fingers tease the sensitive skin around the cage.

"Four months," I repeat, feigning shock. "My poor Ben, that's a long time to go without cumming. You must be so frustrated."

He nods, his cheeks flaming with desire. "I am, Nurse. It's been... challenging."

I lean in again, my lips brushing his ear. "Well, I think it's time we did something about that, don't you?"

Ben's breath hitches, and he nods eagerly. "Y-yes, please, Nurse. I'm at your mercy."

"Oh, I know," I purr, my thumb stroking the metal cage gently. "And I intend to have some mercy on you, Ben. But first, I need to know more about this little arrangement."

He swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Anything you want to know, Nurse."

A wicked smile crosses my lips as I ponder the possibilities. Ben shifts uncomfortably, his eyes glued to my touch on his caged manhood.

"Do you have the key, Ben?" I ask, my tone laced with anticipation.

He shakes his head, his eyes filled with a mixture of embarrassment and desire. "N-no, Nurse. My wife holds the key."

I giggle, my voice dripping with amusement and disappointment. "Oh, what a shame. I would have loved to free your cock and suck you dry. I bet you'd taste delicious."

Ben lets out a soft moan, his hips jerking involuntarily at the image my words invoke. "I-I'm sorry, Nurse. I wish I could..."

My fingers find his balls now, full and swollen from his prolonged denial. I give them a gentle massage, enjoying his suffering. "Mmm, so full and heavy. I can only imagine how badly you need to explode, Ben."

Ben's breath hitches, and he bites his lip, his eyes fluttering closed at my touch. "I-I need it, Nurse. Badly."

Stepping back, I give him a playful smile, locking the examination room door, ensuring our privacy. Then, with deliberate slowness, I begin to undress.

I untie my hair, letting it cascade over my shoulders, framing my face and hiding my breasts from view for a moment. My fingers find the buttons of my scrub top, slowly undoing each one, revealing the red lace of my bra. I slide the top from my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, my bra-clad breasts heaving with anticipation.

Kicking off my heels, I hook my thumbs into the waistband of my scrub pants, sliding them slowly down my legs, my eyes never leaving Ben's. He watches, transfixed, his breath coming in short, sharp rasps as I step out of my pants, revealing my long, toned legs and the matching red lace of my panties.

I stand before him now in nothing but my bra and panties, my curves showcased to perfection. The fabric clings to my body, hugging my ass and accentuating the swell of my breasts. Finally, I slide off my bra, revealing by breasts to him.

I saunter closer, the soft fabric of my panties brushing against his leg. "Come now, Ben. Don't be shy. Touch me."

He swallows hard, his eyes flicking between my face and my breasts. Slowly, his hands reach out, his palms gliding over my hips before sliding up to cup my breasts. A soft groan escapes him as his thumbs brush over my erect nipples.

"Mmm, that's it, Ben," I purr, arching my back slightly, offering him better access. "Your hands feel good on my body."

Ben's touch is hesitant at first, but his confidence grows as his fingers squeeze my soft flesh. I relish the feel of his hands on me, enjoying the power I hold over this normally reserved man.

I place my hand over his, guiding his touch, showing him how I like to be touched. "That's it, just like that," I encourage, my breath coming in short gasps as his thumb teases my nipple.

As his fingers work their magic, I feel my core clench with need. I step even closer, my panty-clad core pressing against his covered cock. The metal cage presses into me, and I shudder at the sensation.

"You like that, don't you, Ben?" I tease, grinding my hips against him. "You like teasing my nipples while your cock is locked away, helpless."

He groans, his eyes flaming with desire. "Yes, Nurse. I-I'm sorry, I can't help it."

"No need to be sorry, sweetheart," I coo, my fingers threading through his hair. "I want you to enjoy this. I want to feel your need."

My free hand slides down to his cage, my fingers tracing the outline of his trapped length. "I wonder how badly you ache in here, Ben. Tell me how much you need to cum."

He swallows hard, his eyes flicking to mine. "I-I need it badly, Nurse. I've been locked up for so long."

Dropping to my knees in front of him, I reach for the waistband of his shorts. "Let's see what we have here." With a slow, deliberate motion, I pull his shorts down, revealing his chastity cage in all its glory.

The metal device stands out against his soft skin, the outline of his trapped cock pressing against the bars, the skin flushed and tender-looking.

I feign concern, brushing my fingers gently over the cage. "Oh, Ben, your poor cock. It must be so frustrated, trying to get hard in this cage. I'll bet the skin is so sensitive, aching to break free."

He lets out a tortured groan, his hips bucking slightly at my touch. "Yes, Nurse. It aches constantly. I need release."

"Mmm, I can only imagine," I tease, my fingertips gently stroking the metal. "All this pent-up desire must be driving you wild. But you're a good boy, enduring it all for your wife."

His eyes flutter closed, his breath coming in sharp rasps. "Y-yes, Nurse. I try to be good. But it's so hard when I'm around you."

My fingers trail down to his balls, full and heavy in their confinement. "I'll bet these are just begging to be emptied, aren't they? To feel that sweet release."

"Y-yes," he rasps, his hips jerking involuntarily. "Please, Nurse, I need—"

I cut him off, my lips brushing the metal bars of the cage. "I know what you need, Ben. And I'm going to take good care of you. But first, I want to hear you beg."

His eyes snap open, a mix of desperation and desire swirling in their depths. "Wh-what do you want me to say, Nurse?"

A wicked smile curves my lips as I whisper, "Tell me how much you need my mouth on your cock, Ben. How badly you need to feel my lips wrapped around you."

"Please, Nurse, I need you to suck my cock. I need to feel your mouth on me." Ben's voice cracks, pleading. The desperation in his eyes fuels my own need to push him further.

I smirk, rising from my knees, leaving him aching and begging for more. "As you wish, Ben. Your wish is my command."

With deliberate slowness, I lower myself back to my knees, our eyes locked. His breath quickens as I lean in, my hair cascading around us like a curtain, creating an intimate, secluded moment.

My lips brush the metal bars of the cage, my breath warming the sensitive skin beneath. I hear his sharp intake of breath, his body tensing in anticipation. Then, gently, I plant a soft kiss on the tip of his trapped cock, my lips lingering for a moment.

I pull back slightly, meeting his gaze, and wink teasingly. "Are you enjoying this, Ben? Or would you rather have your cock set free?"

His voice is hoarse with need as he responds, "I-I don't know, Nurse. I've never experienced anything like this. It's driving me crazy."

A soft laugh escapes me, sending a puff of warm air over his sensitive skin. "Well, we can't have that now, can we? Let's see if I can drive you even crazier."

I dive back in, this time taking the head of his cock into my mouth, my lips and tongue teasing the sensitive flesh through the bars of the cage. My hands find his hips, holding him still as I begin to suck gently.

Ben's hips buck involuntarily, his need to thrust frustrated by the cage. I chuckle softly around his cock, enjoying his torment. "Shh, Ben, stay still. Let me do the work."

My lips and tongue work in unison, sliding up and down his length, my mouth teasing and tasting him through the metal confinement. I suck softly, gently nibbling at the tender flesh, my skilled mouth bringing him pleasure and denial in equal measure.

His head falls back, a guttural moan escaping his throat. "Oh, Nurse, that feels so good, but I can't... I can't feel it properly."

I pull back, my lips glistening, and fix him with a playful glare. "Not my fault, Ben. You wanted a blowjob, and that's what I'm giving you. Can't complain about my technique just because your cock is caged."

His eyes widen, his cheeks flaming with embarrassment and desire. "I-I'm sorry, Nurse. It's just... frustrating."

I place a gentle hand on his thigh, soothingly. "I know, sweetheart. But this is your reality, isn't it? Caged and denied. This is the most action your cock's going to get for a while."

Ben bites his lip, his eyes darting to mine, filled with a mix of longing and surrender. "Y-you're right, Nurse. It is what it is."

"Indeed it is," I purr, returning my mouth to his caged cock. "And you're going to enjoy it. Now, be a good boy and let Nurse take care of you."

My lips and tongue work feverishly, providing a relentless onslaught of pleasure. The cage restricts his hardening, but I persist, laving his cock through the bars, kissing and sucking the sensitive skin.

I work my magic, bobbing my head, my hair dancing around us. I pull back, my lips wrapped around his caged cock, and hum, vibrating his shaft. Ben's hips buck wildly, his need to thrust taking over.

Pulling back, I chuckle, "Whoa there, Ben. I said, be a good boy. Looks like someone needs a reminder of who's in control here."

I chuckle, his hips stilled by my hand on his thigh. Teasingly, my palm moves to cup and then smack his balls, eliciting a cry of pain from his lips. "Oh, did that sting, Ben? Maybe this will teach you to keep still and appreciate Nurse's mouth on your cock, caged or not." I wink, mocking his predicament.

Glancing at my watch, I feign surprise. "My, my, look at the time. I'm afraid our little 'therapy session' has to come to an end. Dr. Wilson will be back from lunch soon." I push myself to my feet, brushing off my knees, the image of professionalism once again.

Ben looks at me, his eyes wide with a mix of emotions. Fear, arousal, and anticipation dance in their blue depths. "I-I should get going, Nurse. Thank you for... everything." He shyly avoids my gaze, abashed by his need and the pain I'd just inflicted.

I saunter toward him, a playful smirk on my face, and gently trace a finger along his jawline, tilting his head up to meet my gaze. "You're most welcome, Ben. And don't worry, I have your contact information on file. I think I'll give your wife a call and let her know how well you cooperated today."

His eyes widen in horror and arousal at the same time. "You... you're going to tell her about the blowjob?"

I nod, my finger teasingly stroking his cheek. "Of course, sweetheart. I'm sure she'll be very interested in knowing how her devoted husband responded to my mouth on his cock."

Ben swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Oh, God... she's going to kill me. Or worse, lock me up even longer."

Laughter bubbles from my lips, sending a wave of warmth across his face. "Now, now, Ben, don't look so terrified. I'm sure she'll come up with a fitting punishment for her naughty boy. Besides, you did say you wanted to please her, didn't you?"

The horror on his face only adds to my amusement. I lean in close, my lips brushing his ear, and whisper, "Maybe she'll even let me watch when she dishes out your discipline. I'd love to see that sweet ass of yours bright red and stinging."

Ben shivers at my words, his eyes glazing with a mixture of mortification and arousal. "Please, Nurse, I-I can't take much more. I need release so badly." His voice drops to a pleading whisper.

"And so you shall have it, Ben," I coo, stepping back and smoothing my hair. "But on your wife's terms, not mine. You're in her capable hands now."