Indecent: 15 Erotic Victorian Romance Story Box Set

by Lucy Wild

  “Yes Doctor Stanley.”

  The bonds holding me in place were untied and I was helped to my feet. Barely able to walk, I had to lean on the attendant as he led me along one corridor after another until at last we stopped at a door, the window covered in a latticework of iron, no glass to be seen. On the other side was a room filled with women but I felt sure I was in the midst of a hallucination as the door was locked and I was admitted into their ranks. They were all adults and yet their clothing, their manner and even the room itself was indicative of a place solely dedicated to youth.

  Some of the inmates wore short dresses, others were in nightshirts and there were some who drew my eye despite my weakened state for they wore nothing but nappies. Two were bickering over a doll in a corner, slapping and tugging at each other’s hair. Several were asleep on a long rug, thumbs in their mouths as they snored quietly. One was drinking from a bottle. It was a sight my mind could barely comprehend.

  What struck me as the attendant lowered me into a rocking chair was the lack of men. Why had I been brought here to a room filled with insane women acting like children? It made no sense.

  The sound ofa key turning behind me indicated that I was now locked in here and as the attendant’s footsteps faded away, the women began to slowly walk towards me, their eyes fixed on mine whilst I could only stare back at each of them in turn.

  Chapter 3

  “What’s your name?” one woman asked me. She stood before me wearing nothing but a nappy as if it were the most natural thing in the world. I fought to avoid looking at her breasts whilst I replied.

  “I am Doctor Underwood and I must beg your leave.”

  “A doctor,” another said, clapping her hands together. “That means we can play doctors and nurses. I want to be patient.”

  “No I’m going to be patient. You were patient last time. You can be a nurse.”

  “I don’t want to be a nurse. Nurses are boring. I want you to operate on me.”

  As they bickered I tried to stand but my legs gave way and I fell back into the chair.

  “Perhaps he should be patient,” a blonde woman in a red frock said. “He looks poorly.”

  “Good idea Annie, let’s get the patient to the hospital.”

  They took my hands and, ignoring my protests, led me over to a stretcher which lay in the corner of the room. Hoisting me onto it I could only lie back as they stood arrayed around me, giving me an inkling of the perspective of those on whom I had operated before.

  The group around me seemed without number at first but I soon established that in reality there were five women interested in me, the others drifting away to play amongst themselves. The one nearest my head spoke first. “I am Doctor Annie and I’m going to take away your owee until you’re all better. This is nurse Caroline, nurse Rebecca, nurse Lisa and nurse Hannah.”

  Annie was the only one in a dress, the others wearing nappies and nothing else. I could not stop glancing at the array of breasts surrounding me, such a variety between them. Caroline’s straight blonde hair ran over her enormous boobs, the nipples sticking out as if spying on me. Beside her Rebecca began to unbutton my straitjacket, twisting me onto my side. Her breasts were smaller but rounder, the nipples pointing forwards and stiff as could be. As she undid the ties holding my arms in place, Lisa began toying with her nipples. “Help nursey,” she grinned, smiling down at me. “Like helping nursey.”

  Hannah remained silent as she reached for my trousers, tearing at my buttons with her tongue stuck from the corner of her mouth in concentration. I asked her to stop but when her fingers brushed over my skin, I felt the protest dying away in my mouth. Her touch was so gentle, my body began to react to it even before my mind knew what was happening.

  “We need you naked to examine you properly,” Annie said, struggling with her words as if mimicking what she’d heard from the asylum doctors. “We’ll make you better soon I promise.”

  Once my straitjacket was undone their hands descended onto my chest, prodding and probing my muscles whilst giggling with enjoyment. “I must leave,” I said, trying to sit up.

  They shoved me back down and from nowhere straps appeared, tying my wrists to the edges of the stretcher. I fought to free myself as my trousers were tugged down and yanked from my feet, my underwear following. I blushed as I saw my erection, unable to hide my arousal at the sight of the half naked women arrayed above me.

  “Make you better,” Lisa said, taking hold of my cock in her hand. “Like making you better.”

  She opened her mouth and slid her lips over the tip of me, bringing a guttural moan from the back of my throat. Her touch was so wet and soft all thought of protesting vanished from my mind.

  “Is that where it hurts?” Annie asked, pointing at my cock.

  I nodded, joining in the game for the first time.

  “We know the best treatment for that,” she replied, turning to Hannah. “Could you help me nurse Hannah?”

  Hannah grinned, lifting Annie’s dress off her shoulders to reveal her naked body underneath. I couldn’t help but stare at her body as she bent over facing away from me, reaching back to pull her buttocks apart.

  “Take my temperature please nurse Hannah,” she said, glancing back at me.

  I gasped as Hannah licked her index finger before pushing it slowly into her friend’s bottom, not stopping until it was as far in her as she could manage. All the while Lisa continued licking and sucking me, Rebecca and Caroline running their hands over the rest of me until my body cried out for release.

  Hannah by now was sliding her finger back and forth inside Annie, her other hand on the dripping wet pussy below, stroking it vigorously. “Want to make him better,” Caroline said, shoving Lisa aside. “Need a weewee first.”

  She stepped back and the crotch of her nappy began to darken. I stared in disbelief as urine overflowed the edges of the cloth and ran down her thighs, splashing onto the floor below her. “Had an accident,” she mumbled, sucking her thumb as the pee finished falling.

  “Oh dear,” said Rebecca, untying the soaked nappy and tossing it aside. “Bad nursey.” She bent Caroline over and began spanking her, each blow bringing a yell of excitement from her victim. The two of them turned back to me as if due to an invisible signal, their tongues running up either side of my cock. I let out a moan as my shaft twitched, burning with heat and desire.

  Hannah climbed up the side of the stretcher and positioned her knees either side of my head, forcing me to stare up at her exposed pussy. Somehow every one of the women around me was now naked, but Hannah kept my attention on her by touching herself slowly, her fingers moving in gentle circles through her wetness. “Give you medicine,” she said softly. “Make you better.”

  Lowering her hips, her pussy descended towards my face until it was clamped directly over my mouth. I could taste her delicious sweetness as she ground down onto my lips, drawing my tongue up inside her.

  I could feel a warmth around my cock and realised one of the others had climbed onto me and was taking me into their pussy. My hands were untied once more, the fingers taken in strong grips and onto clits as if there were nothing in the world but me and the women surrounding me, my job only to pleasure them all. Above me Hannah pressed down hard as she played with her breasts, my tongue moving to her clit and by the swift rhythm of my movement, she reached climax a minute later, the contractions of her internal muscles gripping my tongue for some time before she descended to the floor, planting a kiss on my lips. “Made you better,” she said, picking up a dummy and inserting it in her mouth, tottering away towards the sleeping area.

  I could see it was Annie riding me, her pussy dripping with moisture as she lifted and lowered herself onto my glistening shaft. “We must make our patient well,” she gasped whilst Rebecca took Hannah’s place on my face. I was made to taste each of them in turn and as they shifted their positions I was able to indulge in the wonderful variety of sensations when my cock slid into one pussy after another. I c
ould feel an orgasm building inside me but just as I felt myself on the edge the women stepped back, moving their heads towards my shaft. Their four tongues fought for space on my cock, licking around the tip, sucking my balls, teasing me until I could last no longer.

  “Drinky,” Annie said as my cock jerked. “We need drinky.” A spurt of cum flew from the tip into the air, landing on their faces. Annie shoved the others out of the way and caught the second load in her mouth, swallowing quickly whilst more cum sprayed on the others. They all giggled as they stood up, their hands squeezing the last drops from me which they licked up eagerly.

  “How do you feel?” Annie asked, sitting me up before wiping her mouth with her hand. “Did we make you better?”

  I nodded, hardly capable of speech. She wandered off with the others as another woman in a nappy approached me. She leaned towards my ear and whispered so faintly I could hardly hear, “Help us get out of here.”

  Chapter 4

  I was still naked when the door was unlocked and an attendant I didn’t recognise walked in. He grabbed hold of me and dragged me into the corridor. Pulling me around the bend he shoved me into a laundry room and closed the door behind me.

  “We don’t have much time,” he said, passing me an attendant’s uniform. “Here is the key to the door in the kitchen. Get past the cook and get out of here. Tell all of what you’ve seen.”

  “What on earth?” I replied as I dressed quickly. “What is going on here?”

  “Doctor Stanley has lost it. He built this place in secret to carry out his private experiments out of the reach of the authorities. You saw the women’s ward? Orphans and criminals sent here because no one wanted them. He’s been able to reduce them to mental wrecks, obsessed only with sex and recreating their lost childhood.”

  “My God.”

  “He used to be a good man but he insisted on trying out that electrical machine on himself. He’s quite mad.”

  “Why was I brought here?”

  “You were sniffing around about this place.”

  “But how did he find out?”

  “The hotel manager is his brother. A number of the inmates have come here so their belongings can be stolen, their accounts emptied. He’s careful though, he only confines those with no relatives, no one who might miss them if they vanish.”

  “What should I do?”

  “Tell the authorities. Get this place shut down.”

  I shook his hand firmly. “Thank you good sir.”

  “Don’t thank me, just go.”

  I took the key and slipped it into my pocket, making my way to the kitchen. Inside a cook was stood before one of the inmates, the most bizarre sight I had yet seen. The inmate was in her mid twenties, her hair in bunches, her legs swinging under her chair as the cook stood with her enormous breasts exposed. The inmate was suckling at her breast milk, her eyes glazed.

  I tiptoed past them, around the furious heat of the cookers and behind shelves of vegetables. The door was waiting for me and I slid the key home, turning it as quietly as I could. I stepped outside into a gravelled yard, beyond which a tall brick wall surrounded the asylum, towering trees on the other side, no doubt designed to shield this place from the view of any people passing by. I climbed up the wall, my feet digging into the holes in the mortar until I reached the top just as a voice yelled behind me. Turning I saw Doctor Stanley sprinting in my direction.

  I jumped down to the ground and ran into the trees, not stopping until I was on the road beyond. A coach was rolling by and I leapt onto the back, crouching down to remain out of view as it rolled into Ravenscar. Looking back all I could see was a thick woodland, no sign of the asylum hidden within.

  The coach stopped by the hotel and I leapt off the back, tiptoeing around to the grounds and seeking out an open door. I found one near the kitchen and stepped inside to find Sally the maid in the midst of clearing a table. “What are you doing back here?” she hissed.

  “I need to send a telegram,” I replied in a whisper.

  “This way.”

  She led me through a swinging door and into the staff area. Hearing voices approaching she quickly stepped through another door and then we were passing up a spiral staircase, only stopping at the very top. We stepped out into a narrow and poorly lit corridor and she unlocked the second door on the left. Ushering me in, she closed and locked the door behind her.

  “This is my room,” she said. “You’ll be safe here for now. How did you escape?”

  I gave her a quick recap of how I’d come to leave Shudderton. “That’s Peter,” she smiled when I mentioned the attendant who’d given me the kitchen key. “He’s always been a good man. We attended the same Sunday school.”

  “What do we do now?” I asked.

  “Wait until it’s safe to use the telegram. We must get Mr Stanley away from his office.”

  “When will that be?”

  “Tell me about Shudderton,” she said, ignoring my question. “Is it true they act like children up there?”

  “Sort of,” I replied. “I only saw the female ward but that was enough.” I told her in the politest terms what had happened to me and as I did so her cheeks began to turn pink.

  “Oh my,” she said as I finished. “Perhaps I should get myself committed there.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Oh, only that I have spent my entire working life here and have yet to…”

  “Yet to what?”

  “I cannot say.”

  “I think I understand. You mean you’ve never…?”

  “Never.”

  We were both silent for a moment before a thought entered my head. “I think I know how we can get to the telegram.”

  “How?”

  A few minutes later Sally stood before me, a changed woman. “Are you certain this will work?” she asked. “I feel foolish.”

  “He will not be able to resist,” I replied, looking at her. She had her hair in bunches, painted freckles on her cheeks, her oldest maid’s uniform torn at the hem to expose her thigh, the top buttons undone, as if she had stolen her mother’s clothing and did not know how to correctly wear it. She wore no knickers, I’d politely looked away as she’d removed them but as I followed her back down the spiral stairs I kept getting delicious flashes of her bottom whenever ithe dress flicked upwards until my cock throbbed with desire.

  I peered out after her as she left the staff area and then I could only wait. A minute later I heard her voice and I hid in the shadows under the stairs until she walked above me, the manager following closely behind her.

  I waited until they were far above me to follow them up to her room, listening outside as she whined like a child, complaining about her clothes being torn, her desire to be loved, her need for the manager to attend to her wishes.

  A minute later I heard the rustle of clothing and then I began to count, waiting until I reached thirty before slowly easing open the door. Through the gap I could see Sally bent over her dressing table, her dress around her waist. Behind her the manager was sliding his cock towards her. I tiptoed up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder. He spun round to face me as I raised my fist and brought it crashing down into his nose. He fell to the floor and it was the work of a moment to get him tied into place on the bed. Stuffing a length of blanket into his mouth, we left his muffled shouts far behind and headed downstairs to his office.

  Once inside I sent a telegram at haste to the police force and to a number of other people beside, ensuring that Shudderton asylum would not remain anonymous for much longer. “What do you intend to do now?” Sally asked. “You cannot stay here for he won’t remain tied up forever.”

  “I must free the inmates,” I replied.

  She suddenly leaned forwards and kissed me, the motion so quick and unexpected I knew not how to react. “You are a good man,” she said suddenly, kissing me again. “If only there were more like you in the world. I will help you in any way I can. I doubt my position here will be tenable after
my recent actions.”

  “Let’s go then,” I said and together we left the hotel, making our way down the road towards the wood where the asylum lay hidden within.

  Chapter 5

  We had reached the brick wall but got no further. To our left I heard the sound of voices and before I knew it attendants were there. I turned and ran but they caught hold of Sally, dragging her screaming away as I tried to decide what to do. There were four of them and I knew if I fought, they’d only capture me too. When I was sure they’d gone I clambered over the wall and dropped down into the grounds, reaching the kitchen door a moment later. I passed through as quietly as I could, the cook busily and noisily chopping carrots with her back to me.

  Once in the corridor beyond I made my way along with a confident air, hoping no one would comment on the mud splattered on my attendant’s uniform. I finally reached Doctor Stanley’s office and stopped outside, listening as the attendants inside strapped a protesting Sally into the chair that I knew only too well from my own experiences within that room.

  I ducked into a side room as they left, biting my lip as they conducted a lengthy conversation about my possible whereabouts. All the while I could hear the hum of the electrical machine past them and Sally’s occasional cries of pain.

  At last they walked away and I was able to slip out. I took a deep breath before pushing open Doctor Stanley’s door and stepping inside.

  “What the deuce?” he said, reaching into his drawer as he glared up at me. I was round his desk just in time as he drew out a revolver. Slamming the drawer onto his wrist, he dropped the gun, letting out a yell of pain as I kicked his chair backwards. Before he could rise I landed a number of blows upon him, stunning him into submission as he cowered in his chair.

  I took a straitjacket from the shelf beside his desk and forced him into it, ignoring his protests. Once safely bound I turned my attention to Sally, tearing the electrodes from her head. “Are you all right?” I asked but she only stared blankly back at me.