My Nurse

Author: rubberclad
Title: My Nurse
Date: 11 June 2007

By Rubberclad

As I have always been very turned on by enemas and medical play over the years, I think back how many of these delightful fillings I have had by many different practitioners. I’m also a confirmed rubberist. Combining my fetishes has always a goal of mine. One such incident still stands out in my mind as being the beginning of the ultimate experience of my life.
It all started last summer when I was checking out enema web sites and came upon an one that excited me so much that I immediately got an erection just thinking of the possible outcome. The ad read:

Need to be recharged?
Discreet and various water treatments available from qualified Male Nurse to help ease tension and contribute to good health.
All fetishes accommodated.
Long-term Situations for Special Patients

It gave an email address to contact to request more specific information on services available and how to make an appointment. Well I knew what was meant by water treatments you bet. This nurse was giving enemas and whatever else that guys could think of to have done for their pleasure…and fetishes too. But what did “Long-term Situations for Special Patients” mean? Guess I’d just have to find out. I emailed and was given a phone number. That’s all
Thinking about it all night made me real horny and as Saturday morning rolled around, I took the plunge, picked up the phone and dialed the number. Shaking with anticipation as it started ringing, I almost backed out when this deep, sexy voice on the other end asked if he could help me. I stuttered and stammered that I was calling about the on-line ad. The male voice then proceeded to tell me how much the "treatments" were and asked if I had ever been to a professional before. I answered no and he said that he would love to do something special for me as I was a virgin as he put it. I also explained about my rubber fetish and my wish to combine the two into a full medical scene. I was told this could be accommodated and to bring whatever rubber gear I wished. I set up a two hour appointment for the next Saturday afternoon and hung up shaking and full of excitement about this unknown adventure.
Arriving at the address he had given me, I nervously knocked on the door and was blown away when a very handsome man around thirty dressed in full rubber -- hospital green catsuit, tall rubber boots, and black rubber gloves -- answered and asked if I was his two o'clock appointment? He showed me to a dressing room and asked me to remove all my clothes and put the rubber clothing that I had brought. He said to simply call him Nurse.
I pulled on my black full rubber catsuit that had attached feet, gloves and hood. There was a rear zipper, tit zips and an attached cock ring. I already had an erection so getting my cock and balls thru the ring was tough.
Nurse entered and with a sort of twisted smile he said, "I think you’ll be an excellent patient today and you will have a great time." There was an emphasis on patient. Nurse then began to inspect my rubbered body with his gloved hands sit special care to my trapped cock and balls.
All kinds of things were going through my head by this time as he led me to another room where a large bed covered with rubber sheets stood. Various articles were hanging from the ceiling and several standing racks like you see in the hospitals were scattered around the room. There was also a gleaming steel exam table with rubber covering in the center of the room…which looked very threatening with its stirrups and other fittings since I had no idea of how they were used. Nurse then asked if I knew what his treatments consisted of and I wanted to back out now. Nervously I said no, I didn’t want to back out and that from the ad I figured what might be involved, especially when a medical scene was agreed to. He said other treatments as a special bonus he would give me all the extras today as I had requested a two hour session.
My imagination was running wild as Nurse led me over to the bed and told me to lay face down. I did as told and he started massaging, telling me that to get the desired effect from the treatment I should be relaxed. Well let me tell you, the massage was doing anything but relaxing me and my penis was again at full mast under me and hurting some by this time. Nurse then told me to roll over on my back which I did and my erection was standing straight up as he nonchalantly massaged the front side of me taking care not to touch my erection. He was grinning all the time. After a few minutes of this I was ready for anything he would care to do to me although at that moment I couldn’t begin to foresee what he had in mind.
Getting up he asked if I would like something to drink to which I replied I would. He came back with something sweet that kind of tasted like lemonade and I drank it all. I was told to lay on the exam table, told to relax and he would be right back so I lay back down and closed my eyes. I guess it must have been about ten minutes and I heard him come back in the room and tried to open my eyes but everything looked kind of blurry. Nurse came over to the table and said softly, "now I am going to make you feel so good you will want to come back to see me again and again."
He proceeded to strap me down…first my waist and chest, then he proceeded to lift my now very heavy feeling legs into the stirrups and securing them with more straps. What looked like bright steel foot braces were slid onto the ends of the stirrups. Straps were used to secure my feet to them.
He then reached to my side and pulled out one or the fitting I didn’t recognize. Like the table it was bright steel and rubber padded and he strapped my arm to it, straight out to my side. He then proceeded to do the same with the other arm. Like with my feet, special attention was paid to my hands. I’ll call them steel gloves for want of a better description were slipped over my rubbered hands and fastened to the end of the arm supports.
In my sluggish state I tried to move but could only move my head, though not for long.
Next, Nurse lifted my rubbered head and slipped what looked to be a the back half of a very heavy hood under my head. It was clinical red in color…my erection got even harder and I began to breath heavily. Nurse just grinned at my condition. He then lowered on a front piece which had an attached butterfly type gag, which was shoved into my mouth, and tubes went into my nose. I could still see, but through some sort of lenses. I felt the zip and felt the hood tighten. The hood must have had built-in ear muffs since I could no longer hear anything. There was some movement as the hood was being anchored to the table. The gag began to inflate, pushing against my cheeks. Just when I thought it would blow my face apart it stopped. I was almost at the point of panic…put told myself that this full treatment is what I wanted. Whatever was in my drink was also easing my near panic. Couldn’t hear…couldn’t move…could still see but wondered for how long!!
As I thought about this new situation, my vision started clearing and I became aware that Nurse was wheeling this huge contraption over the table. I could see different colored bags hanging from it with tubes from each. There were many wires, switches and dials for making adjustments for what purposes is still didn’t know.
Nurse reached for some wires and attached them to the hood…I could now hear some sort of hissing…then nothing. Leaning over me, Nurse grinned and all went dark…no sight no either. Under full control of Nurse!
The tit zips were opened and in turn each tit was gripped and played with…first very gently, then pinched very hard. Then the bite of tit clamps! I wanted to scream but the inflated gag prevented all but the smallest noise which I wasn’t sure could even be heard beyond the hood.
The eyepieces light up and I could see again. Then hissing in my ears and the sound of Nurse’s now sinister sounding voice. “How do you like your situation now, rubber patient? You’ll be able to see and hear the rest of the preparations…at least for awhile. Don’t go anywhere!” And a dark chuckle.
He now reached for what looked like an orange anesthesia mask and settled it over my hooded head. There were large corrugated black rubber hosed attached to it and the machine above. Once on my face it was attached to the hood and the cuff around its edge began to expand pushing it against my face very tightly. There was a flow of air…only air. My breathing was making a black rubber bag on the machine expand and collapse. Some adjustments were made on the machine and I could feel more air being forced into and out of me…then less. Nurse just grinned again.
Nurse grabbed my excruciatingly hard cock with one hand and with other slid an amber colored sheath over my cock and balls. He reached for one of the tubes, also amber colored, from the machine over me and began to slide it through a hole in the end of the sheath and into my piss slit. It must have been pre-lubricated since it went in with minimum effort on his part…though not on mine…since it was larger than anything I had ever had up there. When it passed into my bladder I felt no sensation of pissing so I assumed it was not open-ended. Nurse pushed a button on the machine and I could feel the balloon at the end of the catheter expand and was now anchored in me. A button pushed and I was pissing…relief. Then it stopped. Nothing. Some wires were connected to the cock sheath…I could only guess for what.
My balls were next for attention. Another amber tube was pulled down and attached to the pouch surrounding my balls along with some wires again. A push of another button and the sack began to squeeze…harder and harder until I thought they’d be crushed. Then the pressure backed off a bit to where it felt like a hand holding them. That felt good.
Now he began looking through a drawer holding up different enema nozzles for me to see while trying to decide which one to use. I originally thought that I’d have a really great, horny, sexy, rubber enema, get dressed and leave…I guess Nurse had other ideas and I was in no position to protest or leave…did I really want to?
He selected a large nozzle and brought it over to where I could see it and said, "This little balloon on the inside will keep you from any accidents, and this balloon on the outside will keep the nozzle from going in too far.” I had seen a double Bardex before but never had one in me. After opening my rear zip he slipped the nozzle on the tube from the machine. Both the nozzle and the tubing were red…enema bag red! He went about lubricating it. "
I was really charged up now and really horny! Then the feeling of the enema nozzle entering my ass. It felt great going in and only served to make my cock harder as he pushed it in further and further. He stopped and pumped up the balloon inside me. It felt like I wanted to empty myself the but knew I couldn't…then. Nurse said, "Are you ready for your full treatment, Rubber Patient?" As if I could have answered but…yes I guess I was as ready as ever.
Nurse reached for a button on the machine and I felt something warm and thick invade my insides. I felt like some kind of warm oil. It didn’t fill me or create any real pressure…it just stayed there for awhile. I was loosing all sense of time. My hearing was turned off and the eye lenses went dark…isolated with warm oil up my ass. There was a tingling around my cock and balls…very gentle and relaxing, then my tits…like a hum if you can feel a hum. Then my tits began to hum too.
I almost drifted away when the humming sensations stopped and the oil enema was drained away. Suddenly, jarringly I felt the force of water gushing into me, warming my most inner parts, it kept coming and coming! The humming returned in my cock and balls and grew in intensity and became random in its timing and intensity. The tit clamps began to dig in harder and even twist…and this, too, was intermittent in strength and timing. The mask was pumping air into and out of me…no control. Pressure on my balls increased.
I wanted to scream…in pain or pleasure?…but couldn’t.
The pressure in my bowels began to overshadow all of the other sensations when it stopped. It didn’t get better but no worse. Something new began…something was entering my bladder…warm liquid. But shouldn’t I be pissing out not being filled up? It kept on until I thought I was about to burst. It then stopped.

All holes plugged and filled…can’t see or hear…or move…or speak…or even breath on my own…Heaven or Hell?! My cock said Heaven!! I don’t know how long I was in this condition…this Heaven or Hell…all sensations were being controlled by Nurse and the machine. My time was theirs...is theirs!

Relief! The electrical torture on my cock and balls went back to the pleasant hum, the tit clamps weren’t digging in as hard and stopped twisting, my breathing was eased a bit, my balls didn’t feel like they were being pulverized anymore. My bladder and bowels were being drained…ever so slowly. Not just drained but controlled extraction. When I was emptied out all other sensations were stopped and my breathing was uncontrolled. I was drained…figuratively and latterly…I ached but wanted more…felt EMPTY inside. I want more!
More came! How much later I really didn’t know but the whole process began again…more intense than the last time if that’s possible. Even my breathing was more labored. I drifter in the pleasure/pain state for I don’t know how long but I did know that I was so horny that I’d need relief soon. I almost didn’t notice when it all subsided again and drifted into a long sleep when Nurse administered the gas. Pleasant dreams I thought I heard him say.

Oxygen was being pumped into my lungs and my hearing and sight returned when I awoke. Couldn’t stretch though…where am I? Oh sure…at Nurse’s…still captive. Not that I didn’t want to be his captive. “Feeling better?” I heard him ask…as if I could respond! With my sight back I could see he was pushing some button and felt the catheter and Bardex balloons deflate…blessed relief but empty at the same time. He removed the catheter and Bardex and picked up a large inflatable butt plug, lubricated it and pushed it into my now relaxed hole. Once pushed home he connected yet another tube but this one just inflated it. Felt better…his presences in me.
With my bottom stuffed again he pulled down another piece of equipment from the machine above. It looked like a milking machine for cows…steel connected to a clear tube. He lubed the inside and slipped it over my raging cock. Not a tight fit but felt like a rubber lining inside. A switch was flicked and there was a sucking sound and it began to ride me…slowly at first. Everything went dark and silent again…the last thing I remember seeing is his face with a sly, knowing grin on it. All of the other sensations began again but this time everything was synchronized including the milker and my breathing. Diabolical! Wonderful! Frustrating! Thought I was going to go mad! Just when I thought I was going to cum the damn machine would back off and just start the hold thing all over again…never quite back to the beginning though. The buildup was merciless. Then…no air and the final explosion and the thin just kept sucking me dry! Air again and everything else stopped. Gassed again and sleep.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I twitched…I actually could move my shoulder! While I was out Nurse had removed all of the attachments to my body as well as the restraints and hood. Groggily I grinned. He looked at me with an approving and knowing smile and said, “Just lay there a while, you’ve been through a lot and are probably weak. It’s Sunday afternoon.”
“Sunday afternoon?” I croaked, my voice hoarse and weak from all that was done to me.
“Here, drink this slowly, it’ll help replenish your dehydrated body.”
After the drink and some more rest he returned and helped me to my feet…I was shaky. After peeling my rubber suit off, showering and dressing he escorted me to a sitting room which ws comfortably furnished. Everything was rubber covered, the softly padded easy chairs, the floors, the draperies…rubber heaven. He was now dressed in a very tight black body suit and thigh high lace-up boots, all o which accentuated his very well developed body and very erect sheathed cock!
“You’ve had quite a trip, my rubber patient. How do you feel about it, is it what you wanted?”
What I wanted and more I explained…and how I wanted even more. He chuckled and said, “I had the feeling you’d be a special patient. I would like to offer you long-term care but that’s something you need time to think about and for your body to recover before making that kind of decision. Call me at the same number next Saturday afternoon if you wish to go on.”
He showed me to the door and as I was about to step out he grinned and said, “I already know your decision.”
Now he’s My Nurse!