The nurse asks me to lie down naked on my back on the stretcher.
“I’m going to try a new treatment on you… a very special massage,” she whispers playfully in my ear.
She climbs onto the table and sits in front of me. With her delicate feet, she begins to massage me—slow, skillful movements that radiate warmth with every touch. Her eyes never leave mine, and the intensity of her gaze makes my cheeks flush. She laughs softly at my reaction, a teasing smile curving her lips.
Her massage grows more insistent, her rhythm faster and firmer, sending shivers through my body. A sweet tension builds inside me, heat coursing through my veins until I can no longer hold back. I surrender to the overwhelming sensation, trembling as release takes over, spilling out uncontrollably.
“A successful treatment,” the nurse murmurs with a satisfied smile, adjusting her uniform with casual grace.
Casey Decker
2025-09-05 13:23:01 +0000 UTC