Guy gets pranked into Summer Submission to Nurse Domme

Dear FemdomU Forum,

I saw your request for letters sharing experiences with getting dominated by women, specifically during summer. Well, I wanted to share an experience that happened just last summer, before I started college. It’s a story that might seem unbelievable, but I assure you, every detail is etched into my mind as if it happened yesterday.

It was one week before my freshman year began, and I received a letter from the university instructing me to complete a new student exam at the student health clinic. The appointment was at a strange time – 7 PM. I figured they must be busy with incoming students, so I planned to go since I would be in town anyway.

Let me tell you upfront: the rest of this story is wild because it was all set up by my older brother, who was quite the prankster. He had arranged everything with his friend Stacy, who would pose as a nurse, and another friend who worked at the clinic who gave him the keys for after-hours access. But when I showed up, I assumed everything was legitimate.

I walked into the clinic, and surprisingly, I was sent back to a waiting room right away. A nurse’s assistant handed me a gown and told me to strip down for the exam. I was shy and nervous but did as instructed, undressing and waiting anxiously, naked under the thin gown.

Time dragged on, and I felt increasingly vulnerable sitting there alone. Finally, the door opened, and in walked Stacy, dressed in a nurse’s uniform. She looked official and professional, clipboard in hand. I didn’t know who she was at the time, and I had no idea she was part of my brother’s elaborate prank.

“Hello, Keith,” she said, her tone clinical. “I’m Nurse Stacy, and I’ll be conducting your new student health exam.”

My cheeks burned with embarrassment as I nodded, my eyes darting around the room to avoid Stacy’s gaze. My heart thumped in my chest as she instructed me to undress and lie down on the cold, sterile exam table. I felt like a helpless child as I awkwardly struggled out of the flimsy gown, my body trembling with nerves.

Trying to seem mature, I kept my hands over my crotch, but Stacy’s firm grip forced them to the side as she checked my vitals. The touch of her icy fingers against my skin sent shivers down my spine and I couldn’t help but feel exposed and vulnerable. Desperate to distract myself, I focused on staring at my own genitals, willing them not to betray me by becoming aroused.

But of course, Murphy’s Law prevailed and I could feel myself starting to get hard under Stacy’s watchful eye. Panic coursed through me as I prayed for this humiliating ordeal to be over soon. Never had I felt more like a naive fool for thinking that visiting the doctor alone would be a grown-up experience

Suddenly, everything became excruciatingly invasive. “Nurse Stacy” coldly ordered at me to contort my body over the cold steel table, and before I could even protest, her gloved hand was forcing its way inside me. My mind screamed in mortification as she probed deeper, twisting and turning with a cruel expertise.

“How does that feel?” her voice taunted, both professional and sickly sweet.

Unable to form words, my face burned with shame and humiliation.

“You’re doing so well,” she cooed, adding another lubricated finger to the mix. “Let’s see if we can fit a few more in there.”

She forced my body to stretch wider, each new finger feeling like a searing hot poker. The pain and degradation were unbearable, and I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. Stacy continued her assault, pushing me past my limits until tears of humiliation welled up in my eyes.

Time seemed to slow down as she finished the torturous prostate exam and instructed me to turn over. She used the exam table’s leg stirrups to position me so I was on my back, legs spread and up. Effectively, my cock, balls, and ass were all fully exposed for Nurse Stacy.

My cock, now aggressively throbbing from the relentless stimulation, betrayed my attempt at composure. A sly grin played across her lips as she observed my discomfort.

“I can see you’re responding quite well,” she purred, glancing down at my hardening member. “When was the last time you released?”

My mind raced as I desperately searched for an answer. Finally, with a shaky voice, I answered, “Three days ago…my girlfriend gave me a blowjob.”

“No, tell the truth, it’s medically important I know. When was the most recent time you pleasured yourself and released semen?”

I groaned inwardly, knowing this was going to be embarrassing. But I decided to be honest. “This morning, in the shower.” She smirked, clearly pleased with my answer. “Very good,” she purred, a mischievous glint in her gaze. “Now comes the last stage of your evaluation.”

A surge of fear and confusion flooded through me as Nurse Stacy’s hand reached down and firmly grasped my cock. I struggled to push her away, but she was unrelenting in her grip.

With a twisted smile, she explained that this was a necessary part of the physical exam for students on campus. And then, without warning, her other hand slid under my body and entered me, probing deep with a cruel expertise.

In spite of my resistance, my body betrayed me and I responded to her touch with a full erection. The mix of humiliation and arousal was overwhelming as Stacy continued to stroke me relentlessly. Her movements were calculated and precise, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

I could feel myself losing control, my breath quickening as my muscles tensed. And just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, Stacy increased her pace, bringing me right to the brink before abruptly stopping. A wave of frustration and desire washed over me as she denied me release, reveling in the power she held over me.

She abruptly halted, her hand squeezing my throbbing member in a tight grip that sent waves of pain through my body. Her other hand was plunged deep into my ass, her fingers stretching me beyond what I thought was possible. I couldn’t move, trapped on the cold examination table with my legs held apart by cruel restraints.

With a devilish grin, she intensified the sensations even further. In one swift motion, her entire fist was inside me, pumping and twisting until I thought I would break. All the while, she mercilessly pumped my cock until it felt like it would burst.

I begged for release, but Nurse Stacy continued to push me to the brink until I finally couldn’t take it anymore. With a primal groan, I climaxed hard into the collection cup she had prepared. But then, to my shock and horror, she took some of my own seed and forced it into my mouth.

“Swallow,” she commanded with a wicked gleam in her eye. “We must ensure full compliance with our health standards.”

Humiliation and disgust burned through me as I followed her orders, my stomach turning in revolt. I could feel the thick, bitter liquid sliding down my throat, making me want to retch with every swallow. My mind was a chaotic mess, trying to process the twisted reality of this exam room and what she was forcing me to do. But before I could fully comprehend it all, the door flew open and my older brother burst in, his laughter echoing off the sterile walls.

“Gotcha!” he jeered, barely able to contain himself as he snapped pictures of my humiliating predicament with his phone. (Editors Note: Keith did not share these photos, so enjoy our artist’s rendition on this page.)

I was speechless, my face blazing red with embarrassment and rage. Stacy dropped her facade, joining in on my brother’s cruel amusement. They had orchestrated the most elaborate prank I had ever fallen victim to. And although I was seething with fury, I couldn’t help but begrudgingly admire their cunning and skill. As I slid off the exam table, hastily pulled on my shorts and tried to regain some semblance of dignity, I couldn’t stop myself from laughing along with them. The whole situation was insane, and even through my humiliation, a small part of me was already plotting revenge against my brother.

A Brother’s Revenge:

I’m pleased to say that I took things up a notch and caught him completely off guard. Stacy played her part, but my friend Marissa also played a crucial role. I’ll save the details for a future letter!

Sincerely, Keith