Neinescape: Complaints

Warning? Corporal punishment.

Toris sighed as he entered the hospital that day. He was tired from a 12 hour shift the previous day, but it couldn’t be helped! They were understaffed in the Psych Ward, as it seemed most new nurses ended up as patients instead… But not Toris! He was a strong-willed one. Undressing, Toris headed for the locker room showers. Thankfully they were separate from the patient showers! Afterwards he dried off quickly with a towel—being caught naked in the locker room was never good after all. He opened up his locker and went to grab his scrubs when he froze instead. Green eyes widened slightly, and his jaw fell open.

A few moments later the aptly nicknamed ‘Nurse Rue’ was racing down the hallways of the hospital, a curious clicking sound accompanying those steps. He reached his intended door soon enough, opening it and practically jumping inside. He closed the door behind him, panting slightly, his face a crimson red. From the desk across the room, someone raised their head curiously. A slow smile spread across that face, violet eyes narrowing in pure amusement. Toris felt his tension snap. “Ivan—!” Suddenly those eyes lost their amusement, and Toris felt his heart skip a beat. He lost most of his fire, tensing up a bit. “I meant Doctor.” Toris couldn’t quite get the hang of these nicknames, but it was good enough for Ivan.

“What ever is the problem, nurse Rue?” Ivan on the other hand loved them. He’d been the one to name Toris. Rue was a medicine, but it was also a poison. Just like his precious nurse could be a blessing or a bane.

“What’s the problem?” Toris repeated with a huff. He pushed off of the door finally, approaching the desk with more clicks of his shoes. “This is the problem!” As he spoke, Toris indicated his clothing. That is, women’s style of shoes with low flat heels, white stockings, and a white dress which reached about mid thigh—but only because Toris kept tugging it back down. “When I got out of the shower, all of my clothing but this was gone! I know you did this!”

“Should I lie and say it wasn’t me?” Ivan raised one eyebrow. Toris’ hands were fisted into the hem of his skirt, nearly trembling.

“Wh…why would you…? Everyone saw me run in here!”

“Well of course they did, and they’ll see it much more! It is the standard dress for male nurses you know…” Ivan stood up now, slowly walking around his desk. At least he left that pipe he insisted on carrying around with him on the other side of his desk. He still didn’t know why he had that—it wasn’t a medical instrument at all!

“I-I know that, but…” Toris chewed at his lower lip.

“Mn, nurse Rue seems to have so many complaints lately.”

“W-what do you mean?” Toris frowned a little.

“Well, dear Dr. Awesome told me how you complained about me yesterday…” Ivan’s expression looked almost hurt. Toris swallowed hard.

“I-I was just…”

“You got yourself into trouble with him.” Ivan reminded, and Toris felt himself blush all over again.

“I won’t do it again! I won’t complain. So please, give me my normal clothes back!”

“Nyet.” Ivan said stubbornly. “Besides, I like that dress for a reason.” Toris frowned at this, not seeing any logical reason. The shoes made rushing unsafe, and the dress made it difficult to run anyway, and bend down, and do any number of things! “Because, it makes it easier to do this.” Ivan grabbed a hold of Toris’ arm suddenly, pulling the already off-balance nurse to the side.

“O-ow—” Toris complained when the front of his hips met the side of the desk, but he was interrupted when his shoulder was grasped tightly, finding himself folded over it. His chest pressed against the files and papers littering the desk, and he felt the back of his collar gripped. “D-Doctor—!” Toris protested as he felt his skirt lifted up over his backside.

“Ohh?” Ivan mused, bringing his right hand to touch one supple cheek. “My nurse is even wearing the panties I bought him.”

“Of course I am… It was better than nothing! Wait… you bought these?” Toris brought his arms under him, and Ivan allowed him to rise to his elbows. That is, if you could even call them panties. A white satin thong with a red circle and a white cross on the front of them. They were obviously made for men at least, having a well, pocket for one’s most definitely male vitals. Toris squirmed a little as that caress became a grope of one full cheek, fingers indenting the pliable flesh.

“Oh yes, I wanted a personal touch.” Ivan’s fingers trailed up to the little triangle of the thong, giving it a tug just to hear Toris whimper, before he gave it a good snap as he let go, getting a yelp from his nurse. “When I heard Dr. Awesome had been forced to punish you… I was very angry.”

“Y-you should be!” Toris huffed. “It was wildly unprofessional!”

“Ahaha, did you think I meant that?” Ivan teased, giggling to himself as Toris glanced over his shoulder with a frown. “I only meant that he didn’t bring you to me. I like to handle my own nurse’s discipline, I thought you knew?”

“How could I forget.” Toris murmured.

“So, don’t you think I should right this wrong?” Toris froze at that question, eyes widening a little.

“Don’t—ah!” Toris winced as that first heavy-handed smack landed square on the right cheek. Ivan’s hands were large, and his swats were quite strong. Smack-smack, smack! The sharp sound of his hand striking that shapely backside filled the room. Toris was panting within the first ten, his voice strained and high when he spoke up.

“Ah, I-Ivan—!” SMACK, a rather hard swat landed, giving a little extra bounce to that quickly flushing backside. “O-ow! I’m s-sorry! Doctor, I-I meant doctor!”

“Too late for,” Smack, smack, “apologies, nurse!” Ivan’s voice was all too happy at the moment.

“P-please, ow!” Toris’ green eyes closed, his fingers curling into the papers he was laying on, crumpling them. Smack-smack, smack! His toes curled within his shoes as well, his breath short and quick as the sting only grew, leaving behind that burn. In no time they had reached twenty heavy swats, and he was getting desperate, his backside the color of his red blush by now. But he bit his lower lip and withstood it, even as he gave a high whine from the back of his throat. Toris’ heels finally left the floor, which only raised his hips. And finally, at thirty, Ivan stopped. Toris released his lower lip, panting heavily now, sweating lightly. Ivan released the collar of Toris’ dress, but the Lithuanian didn’t move. His backside was stinging and burning fiercely. Toris took a deep and shuddering breath, his fingers and toes slowly un-curling.

“There there,” Ivan’s soft voice soothed as he moved to Toris’ other side so that he could use his left, cooler hand to rub at that very sore bottom. Toris gave a small whimper, but he was grateful for the action. “So, have you learned your lesson Toris?”

“Yes.” Toris murmured, pressing his cheek against the cool desk now.

“And what is that lesson?”

“C-come to you with any complaints… Don’t complain to…” Toris frowned to even say it, “Dr. Awesome.”

“Very good!” Ivan pulled his hand away, lowering Toris’ skirt. “Now get to work! You know those patients need their medication or they’ll get rowdy.” Toris pushed up from the desk slowly, standing up straight and reaching behind him to rub at his still throbbing backside.

“Yes Doctor.” Toris turned to leave.

“Oh, and nurse Rue?” Ivan called after, and Toris turned around. He found his chin taken in hand—not hard, just firmly. Lips pressed over his own, and Ivan broke the chaste kiss soon after to give a grin. “I need you to stay late with me tonight. It seems we got in a new shipment of supplies…” Toris swallowed hard, glancing away with a frown and a blush.

“…Yes Doctor.”

“That’s my nurse.” Ivan gave that now clothed backside a swat, causing Toris to give a little gasp. “You can go~.” Ivan assured now, giving a little wave. Toris left as he was told, only thankful the skirt was at least enough to cover his poor red backside. If he was lucky, no one else would figure out what had happened!

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