Date: Thu, 3 Jan 2008 12:58:40 -0800
From: Jan ' <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Leena and the Matron, (lesbian / authoratarian, f/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts of between
women.  If this type of content offends you or you
are under the age of 18 do not read it.
(dom, f/F)

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               Leena and the Matron
                       By
                      Jan

	Hospitals everywhere have a shortage of staff
and welcome the volunteer help of young girls that
have aspirations to become sisters (English for
nurses).  Leena had always been one to dream about
becoming a "Florence Nightingale".  She saw herself
following the troops into battle and caring for them.
Like a lot of teenagers she pictured herself in a
starched uniform nursing wounded young men right on
the battle field.

	She thought she could endure anything it would
take to earn her lace cap.  No matter what anyone
told her about the long hours, nasty smelling bedpans
or rude smelly people she would have to come in
contact with would deter her from her goal of
becoming a sister.

	As soon as she took her middle school exams
she applied for a volunteer job in a local hospital.
They called the girls candy stripers because of the
uniform they had to wear to distinguish them from
the real sisters.  Leena was very proud of her
uniform.  She learned that it was wise to wear
comfortable shoes because of the amount of time
they spent on their feet.

	She was romantic enough to think she would
meet a doctor or patient she would fall in love with
and marry so she deliberately shortened the skirt
enough to show off her young legs.

	She found out that all of the resident doctors
were old men and the interns were on duty so much
that they just wanted to sleep when they had the
chance.  If they were horny they were not above
seducing any female available.  She learned quickly to
avoid them because marriage was the last thing on
their mind.  She was aware of several sisters that
had abortions to end pregnancies that doctors had
forced them into rather than marrying them.

	That did not stop her from acting like a school
girl when a celebrity came in for an operation.  Even a
base guitarist from a recognized band would send the
candy stripers fluttering around like groupie fans.

	Leena was more than a little frightened by some
of the shift Matrons.  They all seemed so old to her.
Their hair was short for convenience.  Most of them
had gray hair.  Few of them made friends with the
sisters because they knew that they would try and
sweet-talk them into giving them good shifts and easy
jobs.  No one liked to work on the ward with the old
people that have dementia because they scream all
night and when the sister's make their rounds they
are likely to get hit in the face with a dirty diaper.
As a result of listening to all of the stories sisters
come up with for wanting to change shifts hardened
the matrons against all sob stories.  They all get a
little more than cranky because of them.

	So when Head Matron Jones approached the 18-
year old Leena in the middle of the graveyard shift
and told her that she wanted to talk to her in private,
she was apprehensive when she was told to stop by
and meet her in the empty room right away.  Leena
checked the little watch pinned to the front of her
dress.  It was deliberately mounted upside down so
that when she looked down she could read the time.
It was 2:30 am.  Everyone was tired and normally
they took little naps in turn until a disturbance sent
them scurrying around to handle the emergency
before the noise woke up all of the patients.

	When she got to the only empty room on the
floor she pulled her skirt down because she figured
she was about to get chewed out about the skirt
being too short.  She knew the lecture about
professional appearance being important by heart.

	When she opened the door and walked in she
saw the matron sitting on the end of the bed.  To her
she looked old even if she was the youngest Matron
on their ward.  Actually the Matron was not much
older than forty.  Her close cropped hair was still a
rich brown.  Her dark brown eyes had deep crow's
feet probably more a result of long hours of sleepless
work than age.  Leena was standing there nervously
expecting to be chastised.

	Ms. Jones simply said, "Take off your clothes
and lie down on the bed."

	It never dawned on Leena to defy her command.
She simply removed her pink and white striped dress.
She had on a while rayon slip that she had to pull over
the top of her head.  Leena was young enough that
her small breasts did not need the support of a bra
but she had on a cheap one anyway.  All she had on
was inexpensive rayon panties that were comfortable,
white Reebok cross trainer shoes with white ankle
socks.

	Ms. Jones nodded her head in such a way as to
let Leena know that she wanted her on top of the
bed.  Leena wondered what she had in mind.  She had
to hop up to get on top of the hospital bed.  It was in
a semi-reclining position.  When she was settled on
her back Ms. Jones started kissing her on the mouth
while she unfastened the bra.  When leena's breasts
were exposed she switched to sucking on her pert
little nipples.

	Leena's nipples began to throb and tingle
because it felt soooo...goooood.  She felt her pussy
grow moist because she had never had sex with
anyone before.  She had no idea of how good it was
going to get.  Ms. Jones slipped her rayon panties
over her shoes.  All Leena had on was her shoes,
socks and a simple gold chain around her neck with a
simple little gold heart on it.

	Ms. Jones stood up and quickly removed her
clothes too.  Unlike Leena all Ms. Jones had on was
hospital greens and cross trainer shoes with thick
socks.  She pulled the jumper over her head to
expose rather large breasts that sagged a little.  Her
areolas were stretched into ovals that allowed her
nipples to point towards the floor.  When she pulled
the draw string at the waist of her pants the baggie
things fell to the floor and she kicked them off of
her shoes.  Leena saw that the woman did not shave
her pubic area.  The dark brown hair looked thick but
she could make out that her labia protruded well
below her pussy opening and her clitoris stuck out
beyond it too.

	Leena found it very comforting when she lay
next to her and she felt her warm skin pressing
against her body.  As Ms. Jones hugged her she told
her, "I am going to educate you in the ways women
make each other really feel goooood.   If you are a
good girl I will make you feel good as often as I feel
like it."

	Leena was so excited that she was almost
hyperventilating.  She was withering and squirming
around as the mature woman slipped her fingers into
her pussy.  She was slipping her finger in and out and
every now and then she added a finger until she had
three fingers in her pussy.  All Leena could manage to
say was Mmmmmm.  She watched as Ms. Jones pulled
her fingers out and smelled them before she licked
the juice from them.  Not to deny Leena the taste of
her own pussy she stuck them back in and wiggled
them around to insure that they were covered with
juice.  Then she withdrew them again and placed them
under Leena's nose and then stuck her fingers into
her mouth and allowed her to suck on them.  This
time when she put her hand back between Leena's
legs she actually shoved her thumb up her little
brown rosebud of an asshole.

	Ms. Jones said, "Baby girl you have a lovely tight
little ass on you and your pussy tastes like honey to
me.  It is nectar on my lips.  Come for me my darling
and come again for your sweet Aunt Pattie."

	The endearment was enough to make Leena
climax a couple of times upon demand.  Ms. Jones
continued kissing her on the mouth and even then she
chewed gently on Leena's nipples before she went
down on her and stuck her tongue into her pussy.  She
was pressing her nose against Leena's little clittie.  It
grew hard as she played with it.  Leena felt a
delicious spasm that left her quivering like a leaf in a
breeze.  She realized that she had just had her first
breath taking orgasm.  She knew that any time Ms.
Jones wanted to have sex with her she was not about
to refuse.

	Ms. Jones got up and pulled her green pants up
and tied her draw string before pulling the jumper
back over her head.  She left the room while Leena
was gathering up her clothes and putting them back
on.  When she left the room she went back to the
nurse's station and by the look she got from the
other nurses on duty she knew they knew what had
just taken place.  All she could do was blush until
there was a light on the board that required her to
see the patient that needed something.

	It was an old woman that had soiled her adult
diaper.  She unfastened the tape tabs and checked.
She had indeed soiled her panties.  She pulled the
dirty part down enough so that she could use soap and
water to wash the woman's butt and pussy.  Then she
pulled the soiled diaper out from under her and
folded it in on itself and placed it at the foot of the
bed before she picked up a fresh diaper and placed it
under the woman.

	The woman was so old that her pubic hair was
gray and thin.  When she lifted her butt up to allow
Leena to pull the diaper up above her waist Leena's
face was close enough to smell the soapy pussy.  She
suddenly felt the old woman's hand on the back of her
head as the woman pulled her head down against her
pussy.  It surprised her but she didn't fight the
woman.  She simply stuck her tongue into her pussy
and licked her old clit until she climaxed.

	When the woman let go she said, "Thank you
Dear.  You don't know how much I needed that."

	Leena gave her a kiss as she picked up the dirty
diaper and carried it back to the nurse's station
where she tossed it into the trash bag.  The fact
that her makeup was smeared didn't even occur to
her until she saw her face in a mirror much later.
She had a lot to think about until the next shift.



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