Gail's Punishment
By Snowman

            Gail fidgeted nervously as she waited outside the nursing director's office, trying to work up the courage to go inside. She had received a message earlier that evening from the director to report to her office after her shift was over. There was no explanation given, but Gail guessed that whatever the reason she was called, it wasn't going to be good. Gail tugged at the hem of her starched white nurse's uniform. At least she still looked presentable at the end of her shift. That was just one of the advantages of working at a private hospital. Gail had put in several years in a city ER before this job came along, coming home tired and filthy and just plain worn out most nights. In contrast, working here was almost serene. There were no sirens flashing, no patients being rushed in on gurneys in critical condition, no yelling, no weird hours, no trauma. It was even a little perk that she got to wear an actual nurse's uniform, as opposed to plain old scrubs. What's more, this wasn't just any private hospital, but one of the best in the nation. As such, they had a backlog of applicants for positions, and the rules and regulations were very strict. Gail was lucky in that she had a connection with an old friend from nursing school who was able to get her the interview, and based on her experience and work record, she got the job. The last thing she wanted to do was screw it up, which was why this meeting filled her with dread. Finally, she decided it was best to get it over with. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door.
            "Enter," came a voice from the other side. Gail opened the door and stepped in to see Janet Harper, the head nurse, sitting behind her desk working. At 35, Janet Harper was tall and striking, with a body toned by daily workouts and long, ash-blonde hair which was always swept up in a bun. She wore a dark blue tailored suit and skirt set with black stockings and heels and a white, navy, and gold silk Chanel scarf as an ascot. She was known for being a no-nonsense perfectionist and a bit of a disciplinarian. Her nursing staff was consistently rated among the best in the nation, and as a result she had the respect of her staff, if not their affection.
            "Close the door and sit down," Janet said, without looking up. Gail meekly complied, and then waited for several minutes while Janet finished up her paperwork. Finally, Janet looked up.
            "I've been reviewing your records. It says here that you've been late for work twice in the last six months. Is this correct?"
            "Yes ma'am, but what happened…"
            "I didn't ask you for an explanation, did I?"
            "No ma'am."
            "Your evaluation is coming up next month. As you know I run a very tight ship. Reporting late for your shift twice is grounds for dismissal."
            "Please ma'am, I'm sorry. It won't happen again, I promise."
            "I'm afraid sorry isn't good enough. If I let my nurses get away with an apology whenever they showed up late, I'd never have anyone here on time."
            "Please…" Gail lowered her head as tears welled up in her eyes.
            "There, there," Janet said, her voice softening. "I'm not going to fire you. You will, however, have to be punished."
            "Punished?" Gail lifted her head and wiped her nose, her eyes full of hope and confusion.
            "Follow me please." Janet stood up and walked briskly out of the room, forcing Gail to trail behind her.
            "I hired you be hired because you had an excellent work record and sterling recommendations from your superiors. As you know, positions here are hard to come by, and I pick only the best. If you didn't fit that description, I wouldn't have chosen you. As such, it would be a waste for me to simply fire you. What's more, it would make me look bad, as it would indicate that I had made an error in judgment." Janet continued to walk as she talked, leading Gail into the elevator. When the doors closed she turned to face Gail.
            "I believe that you are a good nurse, but you obviously have some bad habits. I intend to fix that. From this point on, you will do exactly as I say, without hesitation. Do you understand?"
            "I, um…" Gail hesitated.
            "Do you wish to keep your job here?"
            "Yes ma'am."
            "Then do you understand?"
            "Yes ma'am."
            "Good. We're coming up to the geriatric ward. It's late, so follow me quietly and don't make a sound."
            The elevator doors opened, and Gail followed Janet out of the elevator and down the hall to one of the private rooms. Janet fished out a key from her pocket and opened the door, then flipped on the lights. Gail followed her inside, to find an unoccupied room. Janet locked the door behind her, then turned to face her again.
            "Please lie down on the bed."
            "Wh-what?" Gail asked.
            "I believe I told you to follow my orders without hesitation. Now lie down on the bed."
            Gail swallowed nervously, then climbed onto the bed and lay down on her back, arms at her side. Janet moved quickly to her side. Taking her left wrist, she fastened it inside one of the medical restraints attached to the bed, tightening it firmly before buckling it in place. She then moved around and to repeat the process on Gail's right wrist."
            "What are you doing?" Gail asked. Janet finished tightening the restraint.
            "I believe I told you to be quiet. You seem to be having some problems following directions. We'll just have to take care of that." Janet reached up under Gail's skirt, causing her to squirm until a sharp look from Janet forced her to be still. Janet hooked her fingers around the waistband of Gail's panties and pulled them off. She then reached up under her own skirt, and slid out of her own panties. Gail's were made of simple cotton, while Janet's were made of black satin and lace. She balled the two up in her hand, then brought them over to Gail's mouth.
           "Open," she commanded. Gail opened her mouth slightly, and Janet crammed the panties into her mouth, causing her to cry out until she began to cough and sputter. Janet prodded the panties until they had disappeared inside Gail's mouth. She then whipped the scarf off her neck and quickly twirled it into a loose band. Taking the scarf with both hands, she pulled it behind Gail's head, then brought the ends around front and triple-knotted them inside her mouth.
            Janet climbed off of Gail, leaving her mewling and sputtering into her gag, and then unhooked the catch on her skirt. Gail kicked and squirmed fitfully as Janet slid her skirt off of her body, exposing her pussy. She then strapped Gail's ankles into restraints, forcing her legs open. Janet then began undoing the buttons on Gail's uniform. She opened it to reveal Gail's breasts, rising and falling with each breath. Gail's eyes widened as Janet produced a penknife from her pocket and brought it to her breasts. With one quick cut, Janet cut through Gail's bra and discarded it. She then put the penknife away, and began to idly run her finger around Gail's nipple.
            "You know, I've had my eye on you for some time. I didn't just hire you for your skills. I hired you because I wanted to have an opportunity to…punish you."
            "Mmmmphh?" Gail said, her voice little more than a squeak. Janet reached up and set her jacket down on a nearby chair. She then kicked off her heels and slid out of her skirt, and then removed her ivory satin blouse as well. Beneath her clothing, she wore a lacy black push-up bra and a matching garter belt. She unhooked the clasp of her bra, exposing her round, firm breasts, and then climbed onto the bed and on top of Gail. Bending her neck, she lightly kissed Gail's neck, chest, and nipples. She then reached up with one hand and allowed her long blonde hair to spill out of its bun. Lowering her head, she let her silky-smooth hair trail up and down Gail's body, causing her to mew softly into her gag.
            Janet bent her head so that her lips surrounded Gail's nipple. She began suck lightly at it, swirling her tongue around it as well. At first Gail laid still, but as Janet continued to use her tongue, Gail began to squirm and moan softly into her gag. Janet moved her mouth up Gail's body, kissing and nibbling at her neck and ears. As she did, her hand moved down between Gail's thighs, and Gail moaned as Janet's fingers curled through the soft curls of her pussy and found their way deep inside her. Janet began to work her fingers in and out of Gail's pussy, and within a few minutes Gail had her first climax. Janet moved so that she was lying on top of Gail, their breasts mashed against each other and their pussies rubbing together.
            "That was fast," Janet said in a low, husky whisper. "I don't think I've ever seen anyone warm up that quickly. You must really want this. Let's see how much you like this." Janet began rubbing her pussy back and forth against Gail's pussy, and began rubbing her breasts against Gail's breasts. Gail began to whimper and moan into her gag as her arousal began to build again, and Janet bit her lower lip and closed her eyes as she felt her own arousal growing. Finally, when Gail began to buck and squeal into her gag, Janet slid down off of her body and buried her face between Gail's thighs. Her tongue danced around Gail's clit, and within moments Gail had her second orgasm, this one longer and more intense than the first.
            When Gail had finished cumming, Janet moved up the bed and squatted over Gail's head, her hands on the metal backboard. With one hand she reached down and pulled the scarf and panties out of Gail's mouth.
            "You've had your fun. Now it's my turn." Janet lifted Gail's head up to her pussy, and Gail responded by sucking and licking Janet's clit. Janet put both hands on the backboard and closed her eyes. She began to moan softly as Gail's tongue worked it's magic. Soon her soft gasps became low moans, and then louder cries as she felt her climax coming. Janet reached down and picked up the panties that had been used to gag Gail and stuffed them inside her own mouth. She then grabbed the scarf and tied it tightly over her mouth, knotting it behind her head. She then leaned backwards, her arms on the bed for support, and threw her head back as she climaxed.
           Janet breathed deeply, letting her orgasm subside. She then turned over, so that she was on all fours over Gail, and pressed her pussy against Gail's mouth again. Once again, Gail began to pleasure her with her tongue. Janet closed her eyes and began to rub her gagged mouth against Gail's pussy, causing Gail to become aroused again. In turn, she began to suck at Janet more furiously. Janet moaned loudly into her gag, the scarf and panties barely muffling her cries, and she squeezed Gail's ass tightly. Then her second orgasm hit her, causing her to cry out with pleasure, before slumping down on top of Gail's heaving body.
            Janet lay there for a moment. Then she picked herself up and untied her gag. She pulled the sodden panties out of her mouth and pushed them back into Gail's mouth, who squirmed and moaned quietly but offered little resistance. She then took her scarf and tied a thick, triple-knot in the center of it. She pushed this knot into Gail's mouth and then tied off the ends of the scarf tightly behind her head, gagging her once more. She then took a washcloth out of her handbag and used it to clean herself off. She got dressed again and fixed her hair and makeup in the mirror. Then she left the room without a word, leaving Gail still bound and gagged on the bed.
            Gail drifted off into a state of confused half-sleep, her mind not quite able to grasp what had happened. She was awakened a few hours later by the sound of footsteps. She came to groggily, and then shut her eyes as a bedside lamp was turned on. Disoriented, groggy, and partially blinded, she squinted and tried to get her bearings. She sensed there were two or three people in the room with her, and then someone grabbed her arm. Gail cried out weakly as something sharp poked her arm, and she looked down to see she was being given and injection. She was being given an injection by one of the nurses. Someone she knew. In fact, there were two nurses in the room, and Janet too. She began to struggle fitfully against her bindings.
            "Shhhh. No need to get upset," Janet said. "This is just something to help you relax and sleep."
            "Mmmmpphhh?" Gail said weakly.
            "I've decided to take you home with me for a while. You're simply too good to pass up."
            "Fffhmmphh!!"
            "Don't fret. Like the others, you'll come to enjoy it."
            "Hmmphh?"
            Gail could already begin to feel the drug taking affect. She tried to fight it, but she was already half out of it. Desperately, she tried to hold onto consciousness. The nurses began to undo her bindings. Then they removed her gag and handed the scarf and panties to Janet, who put them in her handbag. Gail tried to speak, but she could barely move her mouth. She knew these women. Why were they doing this to her? Then she felt one of them force her mouth open, and a roll of gauze was shoved deep inside her mouth. The nurses then each began winding a gauze bandage over her mouth and eyes, wrapping it around her head and under her chin repeatedly until, except for her nose, her head was completely covered.
            By the time they were finished, the drug had kicked in, and Gail was almost completely out of it. She vaguely felt herself being lifted onto a gurney. She was once again strapped into restraints, and a sheet was pulled over her. The last thing she was aware of was being rolled out of the room down the hallway. Then, finally, she faded into unconsciousness once more.