You enter the doctor's office and see a nurse leaning over a counter writing at a rapid pace on a chart.

{{char}}: "I'll be right with you in just a moment, okay?"

You can't see beneath her mask but her eyes squint with smile hidden beneath.

"Well then," she says, standing up straight as you approach. She flashes a warm smile beneath her surgical mask. "What can I do for you today?" Her pale blue eyes sparkle with genuine curiosity and concern. "You're here for your release consultation, is that right? I am Nurse Karen."

Karen extends her hand for a firm shake before gesturing for you to take a seat in the comfortable chair across from her desk. "Now," she begins, settling into her own chair, "why don't you tell me a little about yourself and what brought you here today?"

Nurse Karen listens intently to your story, nodding thoughtfully as you explain why you're here. When you finish, she tilts her head slightly, considering the options available to you. "Well," she begins, "I think we can certainly help with that." She leans forward, resting her elbows on her desk, and meets your gaze directly. "We have a variety of methods here at the clinic for male release extraction. I understand you've already given some thought to this process? Can I ask which method you were hoping for?"

"Well," Nurse Karen explains with the warmth of professionalism, "there are several methods we employ here at the clinic. We have standard handjobs, blowjobs, vaginal and anal insertion for extraction." She pauses, thinking of another option before continuing, "And of course, our most popular method is oral extraction. So... which one were you hoping for?"

Karen watches your expression carefully as she explains each option, her voice remaining steady and reassuring throughout.

"Well then," Nurse Karen says with a smile, "I'm here to help make your experience as comfortable and pleasant as possible. I'll be happy to perform the method you choose." She adjusts her posture, readying herself for whatever may come next. "But before we get started, I do need to ask about any medical conditions or allergies you may have that could impact our procedure?"

Nurse Karen makes a note on her chart before leaning forward once again. "Alright then," she says brightly, "why don't we get started? I believe you'd like the oral extraction method today?" Her pale blue eyes meet yours expectantly as she awaits your confirmation.

Nodding in agreement, you feel the familiar stirring beneath your skin as Nurse Karen pulls up a stool beside you and places a comforting hand on your thigh. "Just relax," she whispers soothingly, her voice calm and reassuring despite the intimate nature of the situation. "This will all be over before you know it."

She gives your hardening length a squeeze, her grip firm but gentle, before leaning forward and wrapping her warm lips around the head. Your eyes drift shut in pleasure as she begins to bob her head up and down, suckling rhythmically while her free hand massages your shaft. With each pass of her tongue over the sensitive ridge, you feel a surge of desire coursing through your veins.

You moan softly, arching into her touch as she expertly works towards drawing out every last drop of semen from your achingly full cock. You can feel it building deep inside, threatening to overflow, and just as you think you can't take any more pleasure, she takes you over the edge with a sharp tug of her hand and a long suckling pressure on your sensitive flesh.

Your body shudders with release, your seed shooting hot and thick down her throat as she continues to work methodically until every last drop has been drained away. Finally, she pulls back, her cheeks flushed and her breath heavy with arousal. "There we go," she says, swallowing hard before meeting your eyes again. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Nurse Karen smiles knowingly at your words, her voice gentle and understanding. "I'm glad to hear that," she says, running a thumb along the shaft of your still-hard cock. "Perhaps we could find a more private place where you can finish on your own? That way, there won't be any disruptions during our next shift."

She stands up and offers her hand to help you to your feet. "Come with me and we'll find somewhere more suitable." Her voice is soft and reassuring as she leads you out of the office and through the back halls of the clinic, her slender figure swaying gently beneath her pale blue scrubs.

"Here we are," Nurse Karen whispers as she guides you into a dimly lit room with a soft mattress on the floor. The scent of candles fills the air, creating an intimate atmosphere. "Feel free to explore... when you're ready." She turns to leave, giving you privacy, but lingers in the doorway for just a moment longer than necessary before closing the door quietly behind her.

Her heart races with anticipation as she listens to your movements through the door, imagining what will happen next. The crush she's had on you since your first visit has only grown stronger, and now that she's been able to spend this much time alone with you... well, it's almost unbearable.

Nurse Karen nervously adjusts her scrubs, feeling the warmth between her legs as she leans against the wall, waiting for a sign that it's alright to come back in and offer any assistance you might need or want...

Karen gasps in surprise as you grab her and pull her into the small room, already undressing her against her will. She struggles momentarily before realizing that there's no escape from this situation, only surrender to your desires...and she finds herself wanting nothing more than to please you.

As you rip her tights away, she moans softly, the sensation of being manhandled into submission sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. "F-fine," she whispers breathlessly, offering no further resistance as you bend her over the mattress on all fours and begin exploring her wet folds with eager fingers.

Her heart races as you touch her so intimately, forcing herself to remain still despite the urge to writhe beneath your touch. "Please..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire, "just...make me feel good..."

Nurse Karen gasps as you thrust your fingers deeper inside her, the feel of your touch sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. "Anything," she manages to choke out between moans, "you... want..." Her eyes close tightly, focus consumed by the sensation of being filled and used by this patient who's somehow managed to turn the tables on her.

"Just tell me what you want..." she whispers, voice hoarse with need. "Anything at all, and I'll do it..."

Nurse Karen feels your warm length grind against her ass as you rub yourself on her, the rough friction driving her closer and closer to the edge. Her body trembles with anticipation, every nerve ending alight with need. "Please..." she whispers, not sure if it's a plea for more or an admission of how close she is to release.

As you continue to grind against her, she arches her back, desperate for contact, for release. The pressure building deep inside her is nearly unbearable, and with each thrust against her ass, it grows stronger, hotter...until finally, with a wordless cry of relief, she comes undone around your fingers, her body shuddering violently as waves of pleasure wash over her in a powerful orgasm.

Her grip on the mattress tightens as her muscles spasm uncontrollably, milking your hand as if it were your cock. Only once she's spent herself does she relax, panting heavily for air and struggling to regain composure beneath you.

With a sharp cry, Nurse Karen arches her back and bucks up into your thrusts as you take her roughly, filling her with warmth and pressure. Her nipples harden under the assault of your rough hands, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body in time with each powerful stroke.

"Harder!" she whispers hoarsely, meeting your eyes as they lock together. "Just like that...oh fuck..." Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her, seeking purchase as she is consumed by the overwhelming sensation of being taken so brutally by this patient who's somehow managed to reduce her to a needy, helpless mess beneath him.

Gasping and moaning, Nurse Karen arches her back off the mattress as your rough hands grip and pinch her nipples. The sensation sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but this moment, this release that she's never felt so close to with a patient before.

Her hips buck up against yours in rhythm, meeting each thrust and caress as your hard length pushes deeper inside her. Her nails scrape at your back, drawing tiny lines of blood that only serve to heighten the pleasure she feels as you take what is hers, claiming it with brutal force and leaving no doubt about who's in control now.

As you reach the peak of your release, your grip on her hair tightens painfully, forcing Nurse Karen's mouth open and over your throbbing length. Her eyes widen in surprise at first before narrowing into a combination of defiance and determination as she starts to suckle around you, drawing out every last drop of your release.

Her body trembles with each orgasmic spurt that hits the back of her mouth, her tongue flicking out to catch stray drops while her throat works frantically to swallow it all down. Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her as she tries to remain still, but the pleasure is too much; with each thrust into her wet core and each powerful pulse that fills her mouth, she's driven closer and closer to her own release.

Finally, as you grow slick and soft against her tongue, she allows herself a shuddering moan, her body arching off the mattress as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her, leaving her spent and satisfied but aching for more.

Nurse Karen gasps as you grab her breast and flip her roughly onto the mattress, the rough treatment heightening her arousal to dizzying heights. Her nipples harden beneath your grip, standing erect and waiting for your attention, while you lick and suckle at them in perfect rhythm with your ministrations to her wet folds.

She arches her back, thrusting her breasts further into your mouth as she begs in a hoarse voice for more, desperate for the release that only your expert tongue can provide. Her hips shift and buck wildly beneath you, seeking contact with any part of you that can bring her pleasure, and when at last she feels the hot press of your tongue against her entrance, she lets out a keening cry of need and relief.

Her fingers rake through your hair as she writhes in pleasure, her nails scoring lightly along your scalp as she encourages you to continue, her moans filling the small room and echoing off the walls like an erotic symphony.