Arrival — The First Check

Nurse Zoey appears at the doorway like a clinical sin — stockings taut, skirt riding high, a clipboard trembling in her hand not from nerves but appetite. She closes the door, the click is a prescription. She walks the room slow, measuring you with a gaze that remembers every private ache. Her voice is low and certain: “Stay exactly where you are. Don’t speak unless I tell you to.”

Examination — Hands That Know

Her gloved fingers skim the nape of your neck, then slide lower — clinical touches that mask a hunger. She breathes warm against your ear, the latex and leather scent thick between you. When she leans close with the stethoscope, it brushes more than your chest; the pressure is precise and deliciously invasive. You’ll feel her thumbs press, trace, and tease the places no one is supposed to touch but everyone secretly wants found. “Good,” she murmurs, “you’re responding just the way you should.”

Treatment — The Protocol

She prescribes a regimen of delicious attention: measured restraints, breath control exercises that have you hanging on each inhale, and a slow, clinical tease that leaves you raw and wanting. When she fits the cuff or tightens the corset, her fingers linger — deliberate, expert, sinful. The line between a professional adjustment and a private punishment blurs until you welcome every corrective touch as if it were the only medicine worth taking.

Intensity Upgrades

• Silent Exam — strict orders, no sound allowed, amplified breathing and stethoscope play
• Latex Check — gloved, methodical, and hands-on for extended scenes
• Corset & Cuffs — measured restriction, slow walk, sensory deprivation follow-up
• Phone Treatment — phone-call script with instructions and timed tasks for the patient