Examined by the Lesbian Doctor: A Rough Lesbian Wartime Medical Romance

I am the best nurse on this ward, and no one has looked at me in nine years.
My orphaned niece sleeps across the lane on my wage alone.

Then they put me under Ursula Douglas. She never raises her voice. She has never needed to.
Last week she kept me back for a uniform inspection and made me strip to the skin.
Hold still, she said. She took her time.
She found fault with my collar and took a ruler to my hand. No warning.
I burned all night.

That is the shame of it. Not the ruler. That I stood there bare and wanted more.
She says my name across the ward and heat drops low in me.

Tonight she wants me in the locked supply closet. An examination.
She will strip me and lay me out on that table.
Examine every inch. Spank me for what she finds wanting. Call me whatever she likes. Keep me until she is satisfied.
Men die two beds away, my niece's life rides on my wage, and I count the hours anyway.
One word from an orderly ruins us both. I have never touched a woman. I am already shaking.
What is left of me if I turn that lock? What is left of me if I do not?

A full-length lesbian medical examination submission erotic novel featuring a proud wartime nurse and her commanding surgeon.