The School Nurse Sparked My Taste For Bondage

by admin on October 29, 2009

In my final year of high-school, at 18 years old, something happened that changed my sexual tastes for ever. The National School Board used to send the school nurse out to all boys schools about every six months. This was done to check we weren’t being abused, there were no epidemics and we were all fit and healthy.

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The morning of her visit, we all had to strip down nearly naked and wait around for our turn to see her. We stood in the queue giggling nervously and waiting to be examined by her one on one. I was a pretty boy, curly blond hair, surfers tan and big blue eyes, more like a pretty girl really.

After spending time in the queue for most of the morning and bored stiff, with all the boys childishly punching each other and giggling, it was my turn to enter the nurse’s office.

On entering I saw a desk with two chairs, an examination bed, and little cupboard filled with medicine. Elegantly leaning in the corner, was a long thin piece of cane: it oozed discipline Immediately it sent out the message to me; this was not a “day off”

The Nurse was middle aged, and she had the biggest tits I have ever seen. They were virtually bursting out through her tight uniform, it was almost pornographic; they strained and pulsed against the white fabric with a life of their own. My imagination caught hold and I could see them exposed, hanging and completely naked, available for me to squeeze and suck. My cock grew as hard as a drill-bit.

She was immediately suspicious, and she just put her hands inside my shorts and underpants to feel me. “Just making sure you’re a boy, pretty” she whispered gently in my ear. She was reading my health records at the time and when she felt what was happening down there she lifted her spectacles, raised her brow, and looked pissed off.

She told me I was a very bad boy and pulled my pants down around my ankles, twisting them in a knot and hobbling my ankles, effectively restraining me. Bending me over the exam table, she took hold of the cane and beat the crap out of my ass. I got so excited I had to stop myself from cumming, no easy feat at 18.

When she was finished, she told me to dress and continued the examination. All the time with a severe look on her face Just before she let me out of the office, she put her hand in my pants again “just making sure you’re a boy sweetie”; she again whispered in my ear.

I have never been the same since, my taste for bondage was sparked

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