by River Belle
‘Lift your skirts, girl,’ said the doctor again. When I didn’t move, he reached down with a huff and grabbed the hem of my skirt. I felt a sudden thrill of excitement. No man had ever seen my legs before. Then, I felt his cool hand on my ankle, and my leg trembled slightly as he gently lifted it.
‘Have to check for bumps or irregularities,’ he said, breathing heavily still. He moved up past my calf, over the inside of my knee. Don’t stop, I wished, hoping that his hand might go a little higher, might come a little closer to my central area. He carried on up and came to rest on my lean thigh. He squeezed a little.
‘Oh this is most excellent, but…’he said, ‘there may be something wrong here. Virginia,’ he said, looking me in the eye, ‘I’m afraid we’ll need to remove all of your clothes to diagnose the problem.’
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‘But doctor,’ I began.
‘There are no buts, dear, not unless you have something to hide from me?’ said the Governess.
‘It’s not that,’ I said. But there was. I knew that deep inside me, the doctor’s touch had caused arousal. I’d never had a man’s hands on my body before, and the gentle but firm way he’d examined my arms and legs had made my little erotic centre start to moisten with the dew of lust. I’d touched myself before, even though I know onanism is a sin. I’d played with my flower on a number of occasions, but only briefly, and I’d always left myself wanting more. Never had anyone seen the engorged state that my little kitty got into when I thought of men, never had anyone touched me there.
‘Well?’ said the Governess.
‘No,’ I said, shame burning in my face, ‘I have nothing to hide.
I took hold of the knotted ends of the cord which held my skirt together, and pulled at them gently, unhooking the fabric from round my body. The doctor and the Governess watched me carefully, and I saw them feasting on my body with their eyes as I undressed. The material fell from me straight down onto the dirty floor of the room, discarded and filthy on the ground. I stood in front of the only in my bloomers and brassiere, cold and vulnerable.
‘Now, the problem is clear for all to see, isn’t it Governess,’ said the Doctor, looking at me.
‘It certainly is, Doctor,’ said the Governess, licking her lips.
‘This young lady should not be wearing those stupid bloomers! She’s not grown up enough to be wearing clothes an adult would wear.’
What was he talking about? I was a fully grown woman!
‘Quite right, Doctor,’ said the Governess, ‘she should be wearing a diaper, like all of the other littles we have at the workhouse.’
A diaper? What on earth…
‘Luckily, I have just the thing with me, Governess.’ The doctor took something out of his bag. It was a large piece of folded white material. It was obviously a diaper, something that normally would be worn by a baby which hadn’t learnt to use the toilet!
‘What’s going on here?’ I said, starting to feel odd.
‘Well, we find that wearing a diaper really helps that poor and needy learn their place in the workhouse. It is crucial to understand just how wretched you are, so that you can learn to be less wretched in due time.’
Were they really going to make me wear a diaper? Something about it was oddly appealing to me. If I was going to put on a diaper, I was going to have to remove my underthings first, and that would meant that the handsome doctor would see my little kitty, the little kitty that was starting to moisten with erotic thoughts, filthy and naughty urges.
‘I’ll wear it,’ I said, squirming slightly.
‘Good girl,’ said the doctor, ‘thank you for your obedience. Obedience is something that the sisters value very highly here, isn’t it the Governess?’
‘It most certainly is,’ said the Governess, her voice suddenly slightly strained. I could here the sound of her hand moving against fabric. I imagined suddenly her sacred place, beneath her robes, on fire with lust as she looked at me. No, surely she couldn’t be enjoying seeing me like this, could she? As I thought more about her, I felt my own lust blossom between my legs, and I struggled not to squirm as they watched me. A sudden thought entered my mind: Order me to take my undergarments off, doctor! Look at my naked body!
‘We might have to test her obedience as well, make sure that she is truly is ready to serve us with mind and body,’ said the Governess. Little moans had started to make their way into her sentences. I looked again at her and saw that her hand had now snaked its way beneath her habit. She was moving it slowly up and down. I imagined her fingers on the lips of her entrance, stroking the soft wet folds of her sex. I felt a deep well of passion build in me, and I struggled to stop myself from putting my hand between my legs, too.
‘Virginia, I’d like you to take your undergarment off now, and lie down on the chair for me.’ Looking him straight in the eye, I slipped my underwear down, feeling the heat in me grow as I did it. I felt him look down at the dark place between my legs, and wondered whether he was imagining plunging into it.
‘I’m going to fuck you, Virginia, to check whether you were a virgin, but first, I need to make sure that you are totally clean,’ said the doctor as I sat back in the chair. I felt his smooth hand on my stomach as he then lifted up my backside. He slipped the white fabric underneath me, and then pulled it around my body. It felt oddly puffy around me.
‘That’s it,’ he said, ‘good girl.’ I looked down at the diaper on me, noticing the coarseness of the fabric against my smooth body. ‘Now, Virginia, I want you to empty your bladder into the diaper.’
Empty my bladder into the diaper? Demean myself in front of these two people? I looked back and forth between the two of them, pleading silently for them not to make me do this.
‘You must do it, Virginia,’ said the Governess, ‘unless you want to be out on the street again. It’s nothing to be ashamed off,’ she said, ‘lots of grownups wear diapers.’ And as she spoke, she lifted the heavy cloth of her skirt, and I saw a peep of coarse white fabric underneath. I couldn’t believe that this stern women was wearing a diaper. Maybe I should just go in the diaper, should just push myself to pee. I decided to try.
It wasn’t easy. I didn’t really need to go. I pushed as hard as I could, watching that two others looking at me with something like delight in their eyes. I grunted a little a strained, pushing hard, and I held my breath. I could feel my face going red as I shook with the effort and then finally when I thought that my head was about to explode, I felt the pee spreading in my diaper, warm and wet and surprisingly good feeling.
‘Good girl!’ squealed the governess, looking happy and clapping her hand.
‘Now, Virginia,’ said the doctor, ‘ I would like very much for you to bend over for me. Please spread your hands out on the chair there and spread your legs a little.’
I reluctantly did as he asked, bending over so that my backside was pointing toward the two of them and my chest was over the chair with arms in front of me.
‘Good. Now, I’m going to pull your dirty diaper down, dear, so don’t be shocked if you feel a draft.’
He took hold of the rim of the fabric of the sodden diaper and slowly pulled it away. I felt the moisture from my kitty stick to the silky fabric as the lips of my sex kissed the diaper, trying to keep them stuck to me.
‘Goodness me,’ the doctor exclaimed, ‘This isn’t just pee, is it Virginia? Where has all of this moisture come from? Are you aroused, young lady? Has being undressed and peeing in your diaper made this happen.’
I was so ashamed that I couldn’t speak. Instead, I merely nodded my head and waited for their judgement.
‘How utterly shameful,’ said the Governess.
‘You have such a beautiful little sex, Virginia. And such strong, lean buttocks,’ said the doctor, ‘you are a fine specimen.’ I felt the doctor’s hand on my back. His skin was coarse and old, but something about it felt good against me. He pulled down, touching the skin of my rump, befor
e gently, tenderly moving inwards towards my private parts. He pulled at the flesh of my bottom with both hands, spreading the lips of my kitty wide apart.
‘Virginia, there is a huge amount of moisture here, it’s making my job hard,’ I heard the Governess starting to moan now, loud and throaty behind me. ‘I think, Virginia, that a visual examination is just not going to be adequate in your case. I’m going to have to probe your little pussy with quite a large instrument. the Governess, would you mind helping me with it.’
I turned around to look behind me, and I saw the Governess drop down to the ground. She looked hungrily up at the doctor, before moving her hands to his waist. She undid the cord around his trouser and then, seemingly unable to wait any longer, she pulled them down hard and fast. What I saw next will never leave my memory.
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The thing that sprung up from the doctor’s crotch was like a giant, fleshy serpent. It was pink and hard, and bobbed around in the air. It was surrounded, at its base by a mass of wiry, dark hair, and beneath it hung a sort of meaty pouch. the Governess seemed transfixed by the instrument, and reached out to touch it. She started to massage the skin of the thing with her hands and then, she pulled the veil back from over her face and, to my utter amazement, stuck out her tongue and began to lick its entire length. She started grunting and moaning, and then, she plunged the rod all the way into her mouth. The doctor let out a deep groan and looked round at me.
Without knowing what I was doing or why, I’d reached my hand down between my legs, onto my naked sex. I’d began to rub my fingers juicily up and down the length of my entrance, encouraging more and more liquid to lubricate my opening. I repeated to myself that nothing going on here was blasphemous, that the Lord himself had blessed the doctor and the Governess. I watched as she took his instrument over and over into her gaping mouth. I saw her moisture cover its length, and observed as she thrust her hand into herself under her habit, as she writhed and moaned beneath him.
‘Enough, the Governess!’
She pulled away instantly. She moved backward into the corner of the room, panting, and then she lifted up her skirts. I saw that she was totally nude under her habit. She had shaved the hair from around her pubic entrance, and I could see her lips, clearly engorged and glistening, as she started to pry them apart with her fingers, shoving the length of her digits into herself again and again.
‘Do it, doctor! Defile her!’
As the Governess shouted and moaned in the corner, the doctor walked over to me. The rod hung beneath his hips, heavy and thick in front of him. It was truly monstrous. Was this what he was going to do to probe me, to find out whether I had been chaste?
‘Now Virginia,’ said the doctor, ‘no doubt you’ve been wondering how on earth a workhouse manages to pay the wages of a man of science like me.’ I felt a heavy hand come done onto my behind. I started to tentatively push the tips of my fingers into myself, as the doctor began to grope my flesh. ‘Well the thing is Virginia,’ said the doctor, ‘they don’t pay me in money. They pay me in the maidenhood of young women.’ I heard the Governess groaning in the corner of the room. ‘I get to defile whomever I please,’ said the doctor. I felt his thumb on the entrance to my backside, and then, as I explored myself, he gently pushed it in, making a pleasant pressure inside me.
‘Excellent, nothing wrong with the anus. I may plunder you there in future, but today is not the right time for that.’
I then felt his fingers begin to trace their way up and down the lips of my cunny.
‘My payment has had quite a corrupting influence on the Governess,’ said the doctor, ‘when I first started, she was as chaste as they come. But she saw me, lying with the sisters, fucking every little nun who wanted me, having my sweet way with the entire convent, and she began to become curious, didn’t you,’ he said. When I looked over at the Governess, she was lying on her back, bare chested, her nipples straining as she pinched them, twisting her other hand around inside herself. ‘She’s much more excitable and adventurous these days.’
Suddenly, the Governess crawled over to us. She was much younger than I’d thought at first, and her body was beautiful. She had an ample bosom, and small, dark little nipples. Her shaven pussy was beautiful, too, large and hungry to be filled.
‘Doctor, may I taste her?’ she said.
‘You may,’ said the Doctor.
the Governess approached my backside and then, I felt her warm tongue start to lap at my entrance. She licked around the top of my pussy and then up and down its sides. She panted, hot and heavy, and I felt a pleasure like that which I’d never experienced before. She started straining now, pushing the full length of her tongue inside me, forcing me wide open with her thick, muscular organ. Then, before I could stop her, I felt her finger also at my anus, and with a little grunt, she pushed it inside me. I gasped with pleasure, feeling my legs begin to shack and buckle beneath me.
‘No!’ shouted the doctor. ‘How dare you penetrate her bottom?’
‘I’m sorry, doctor,’ said the Governess, her voice quavering.
‘Get away from her. Lie over the chair!’
I watched as the Governess, with an almost goofy grin on her face, made her way to the chair. I missed the feeling of her tongue on me, and replaced it with my own hands. As she bent over the chair, I was surprised to see welts on her backside, and thin, red marks.
‘Now, your punishment will be as usual,’ said the doctor. He brought his hand back and then with a loud smack, slapped it against her bare flesh. She squealed with pleasure, and then begged him for more. ‘No, one is quite enough for you, you filthy wench. Now to get back to the task in hand.’
I felt his heat behind me once more.
‘Now, Virginia, it’s time for you to become a woman, a true servant of the workhouse.’ I felt something hard at my entrance, and knew that it must be the tip of the rod I had seen under him earlier. ‘Now, this will hurt a little to begin with, but then, it will feel truly magnificent,’ he said. I felt him start to push, and the tip of the cock worked its way into me. It was so different from having my own fingers in there. This thing was thick and forceful, almost as though it had a mind of its own. There was just a moment of tension and then, it slipped all of the way into me.
It was such pleasure, such unbelievable, powerful, bone-juddering pleasure. The little, tight muscles inside my slit gripped so hard, trying to keep him inside the whole time, begging him, with their grip, not to pull out. He pushed harder. It felt like his whole body was a muscle, was a penis, getting exactly what it wanted from me, from my womanly form. His hands were everywhere suddenly, over my back, on my buttocks, in my mouth, on my breasts, holding tight, pressing me down to the chair as he fucked me, made me his. He pumped harder and harder, pushing my pussy apart with his sweet, huge instrument.
‘I’m yours,doctor,’ I moaned. ‘Do what you want with me.’
I felt him shudder as I said this, and he pumped harder.
Suddenly, I felt something else on my pussy. It was the Governess’s tongue again. She licked around the doctor’s cock as he continued to slide in and out me, expertly finding the little spots of pleasure around my entrance which not even I knew where there. She moaned again and I felt the vibration of her lips against my cunny. I felt wild and free, happier than I’d ever felt before in my life as I started to move as well, in time with the doctor’s thrusts, squirming around so that the Governess hit just the right places. The doctor moved harder and harder, moaning, groaning, straining to get in and out of me and then I felt it, this build up of tension in his cock, it seemed to pulse with a liquid, throbbing energy. He was depositing his seed in me!
The thought of this powerful man impregnating me drove me over the edge. In a fog of lust and passion, I felt my own climax building inside. I screamed loud and groaned as my body tensed and tightened. My pussy pulsed in time with the last few spurts of semen from his cock, and I looked up over my shoulder.
> ‘Doctor, what have you done?’ said the Governess.
‘It couldn’t be helped,’ said the doctor, ‘the pleasure was too great.’
‘That’s the first time you’ve put your seed into one of the girls.’
‘Yes,’ said the doctor, ‘but not the last time I put my seed in Virginia.’
I smiled, and felt good. Suddenly the whole world seemed to be open to me.
PART NINE
ON DOCTOR'S ORDERS
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Ever since the day of my marriage to Lord Swinburn, my life had been a relentless bore. Growing up, I’d always thought that marrying a Lord would be wonderful, that I’d be pampered and looked after, indulged and paraded around, but the truth is, the old goat was the most boring man alive, nothing like the kind of dashing young ruffian I’d always dreamed of being seduced by.
True, I lived in rich surroundings. Swinburn Manor was a fine old house, and had been in my husband’s family for generations. It was well appointed, and had twenty acres of private grounds in which peacocks strutted and exotic flowers bloomed. But the house was not the only old thing in the family. I’ll never forget my wedding night. The night a girl dreams of her whole life, a night which should mark the start of womanhood, of some kind of awakening, the sort of night which might even be the start of a new life, of that of a little son or daughter inside you. That’s not exactly what had happened to me…
The wedding celebrations were lavish. The Swinburn name still carried some currency in Dorset, where the manor was, and the local populace had outdone themselves. There was wine, whole roast hogs, partridge and deer to feast upon. A string quartet blasted out folk tunes and contralto singers entertained the masses. My family were delighted. My father, in particular, who had got himself a Baronet out of the union, as well as an extremely generous dowry from Lord Swinburn, was as merry as they come. Although part of the aristocracy, my family were as nothing compared to the Swinburn name, a minor family, really.
