Indecent: 15 Erotic Victorian Romance Story Box Set (11 page)

Chapter 7

It took Laura a long time to get to sleep that night. The
whispering of the women in the other beds of the dormitory was distracting
enough, as was the occasional moan heard from downstairs. Worse than that was
her thoughts about Mr Sturdy. The look on his face as he’d masturbated would
not leave her mind no matter what she did. The touch of his hand on her made
her tingle deep inside in a way she didn’t fully understand. All she knew was
that she didn’t think she wanted to go home anytime soon.

The next morning when she awoke the dormitory was empty.
“Did I oversleep?” she asked herself as she climbed out of bed. Her frock was
nowhere to be seen and someone had removed her nightdress as she’d slept. All
there was beside her bunk was a nappy and she reluctantly stepped into it,
easing open the door of the dormitory with her hand across her breasts to see
if anyone was there.

“Ah, you’re up at last,” Mrs Rockton said, stepping out of
the shadows.

“Where’s my dress?” Laura asked.

“Lazybones wear no clothes. You’ll soon learn to get up on
time after a naked day especially as today we are going on a field trip.”

“Oh no!”

“I’m afraid so but do not worry. You aren’t the first girl
we’ve taught who has been naked outdoors and you won’t be the last.”

“But I cannot be seen in public in a nappy.”

“Why not? Your inner child cares not for such things, only
for pleasure and presents and tantrums.”

“But I am not a child!”

“There we must beg to differ. Adults do not demand sundry
gifts from their parents, nor scream and throw things when they do not get
their own way. Oh yes, I know all about you Laura. Now the others are waiting
downstairs so you must hurry with your breakfast and join them.”

“At least you aren’t stopping me from eating for
oversleeping.”

“Eating no, drinking yes.”

With those words Mrs Rockton pulled out her breast and Laura
instead of being repulsed, found herself drawn towards it. She took the nipple
into her mouth without being asked, latching on and sucking deeply, drawing the
nourishing fluid onto her tongue and swallowing quickly. As she did so, she
found her lips pressing into the engorged nipple, rolling over it with her
tongue as Mrs Rockton let out a little sigh of pleasure.

Laura’s insides tingled at the thought of how much she was
teasing the mature woman beside her. Her hand moved up to Mrs Rockton’s other
breast, as if to test her reaction. To her surprise, the older woman didn’t
move a muscle, leaving her free to slide the dress from the other shoulder and
expose her chest.

She began to play with the globe of flesh on display whilst
continuing to suckle, squeezing the nipple with her fingers, her own nipple
hardening as she did so.

Mrs Rockton stroked her hair. “That’s a good girl,” she
said, her hand moving down over her cheek and stopping at Laura’s breasts. She
groped them roughly, cupping them in her hand and encircling the nipples,
reaching down as Laura finished drinking, taking her right breast into her
mouth.

“No milk here,” she said, moving to the other one, sucking
hard on the nipple as Laura let out a gasp. Mrs Rockton’s dress slid down to
her hips, revealing the top of her pussy. Laura’s hand moved to it, sliding
down between the folds of flesh and finding them soaking wet.

Mrs Rockton reached into her nappy, moving straight to her
clit and rubbing it gently. Together they moved in synchronised rhythm, each
motion of their hands making them breath ever heavier, their chests heaving.

Laura felt her body tensing up and she knew a climax was
approaching. Just as she felt on the very verge of an orgasm Mr Sturdy’s voice
echoed from downstairs. “We are waiting ladies!”

Mrs Rockton yanked her hand away as if she’d been bitten,
pulling up her dress and trotting downstairs, Laura close behind her.

“Come on, come on,” Mr Sturdy waved them outside and Laura
found herself surrounded by the others, marvelling at the fact nobody seemed to
care that she wore nothing but a nappy.

They walked over the grass, Laura continually glancing
around her to see if anyone would see them. When they reached a gate, they
passed through it and she gasped as she saw a village in the distance. “Don’t
make me go there,” she begged, tugging Mr Sturdy’s coat sleeve.

“Why ever not?”

“Because I’m half naked. Please don’t make me go there.”

“Will you respect your father from now on?”

“Yes, anything, just let me return to the house.”

“And his new wife, Maria? Will you respect her?”

Laura paused, unable to form the word, yes.

“I thought not. On we go.”

Laura’s head sunk to her shoulders as they reached the edge of
the village, people beginning to point at her, whispering to each other.
“Ignore the tittletattle,” he called out.

“What about the tits?” some wag shouted back to him and
there was an echo of laughter.

“Does the baby want a bottle?” someone else shouted.

“Why the nappy? Does she still wet the bed?”

“I’ve got something she can suck on instead of a bottle.”

“Oh god,” Laura muttered, her hands folded over her chest as
they stopped at a doctor’s surgery. Behind her someone wolf whistled but she
ignored them, continuing to stare straight ahead of her.

“In we go girls,” Mr Sturdy said and they filed into a
cramped waiting room. “Ah, Doctor Jones. We’ve come for the check-ups.”

“Excellent,” a man in a white coat said, emerging from
behind a curtain. “You first.”

A tall dark haired girl followed the doctor through the
curtain as the others sat on the faded sofas that lined the walls of the
waiting room.

“What are we doing here sir?” Laura asked.

“Making sure you are all fit and healthy and getting some
vital measurements sorted out.”

“What kind of measurements?”

“Enough questions. You’ll see soon enough. Mrs Rockton, a
dummy in her mouth to silence her if you please.”

Chapter 8

Laura sat sucking on her dummy whilst one girl after another
passed through the curtain. As each returned, they beamed grins at her before
being sent back to the house one by one. Finally only Laura remained and the
doctor beckoned her through, either not caring about her half naked state or
being too polite to mention it.

“Hope into the examination chair if you would,” he said,
pointing to a wooden chair with a perfect circle cut out of the seat. As Laura
sat down, her bottom sank into the hole. “What is this for?” she asked, pulling
the dummy from her mouth.

“To gain the measurements required by Mr Sturdy,” the doctor
replied. “Legs apart.”

He strapped her knees to the sides of the chair before
untying her nappy and dragging it out from under her. “Can’t have that in the
way now can we?” he said as he scrawled something in a notepad. “Name?”

“Laura Cricklewood.”

“How old are you Laura?”

“Eighteen.”

“Are you sexually active?”

“Excuse me?”

“Have you ever had sexual intercourse?”

“I fail to see…”

“Just answer the question if you’d be so kind. Have you ever
indulged in sexual intercourse before?”

“No never.”

“Be honest, a beautiful girl like you with a body like that.
You must have done.”

“I have not!”

“I meant no offence. If I were younger, I’d leap at the
chance to join you in the bedroom. Now I just need to take the first
measurements.”

“Why am I tied in place?”

“To stop you from falling. Some of the tests can cause
muscle spasms.”

He took a tape measure and wrapped it around her left breast
and then her right. He took note of the size of her nipples, her mouth, her
fingers, moving over every accessible inch of her before stepping back and
reaching for a handle on the wall. “You may feel a little pain,” he said, “tell
me when it gets too much.”

He began to wind the handle. “What are you doing?” Laura
asked as a cranking clicking sound filled the air. She realised it was coming
from underneath her chair and let out a shriek as something solid and smooth
pressed slowly between her buttocks. “Let me go!”

“I must ascertain your measurements,” he replied, continuing
to slowly turn the handle.

“What can you be measuring down there?”

“How much you can fit in you of course.”

As the cylinder eased further up, Laura could feel a greasy
wetness coating it, helping lubricate its way towards her bottom. She could not
move away from it, trapped in the chair in this way but as it nudged against
the entrance to her, she found she no longer wanted to. The doctor stopped it
there and crouched down, looking under the chair and making adjustments to the
mechanism.

The device was cold, presumably metal, and it rubbed on the
nerve endings at her hole in a way that made her clit begin to tingle. She
found herself glad when he again began to turn the handle and it inched
upwards, forcing its way slowly into her.

She let out another shriek as her posterior stretched apart
to allow it entry. “Oh my word,” she moaned. “That hurts.”

“You have barely a centimetre inside you,” the doctor
replied. “Is that all you can take?”

Laura rocked slightly in her seat, her nerves tingling
uncontrollably. “No,” she said at last, her pride hurt more than her bottom. “I
can take it all.”

“Excellent. Mr Sturdy will be pleased. The record is seven
inches inside Cynthia. Shall we see if you can do better?”

He cranked the handle again and the cylinder pushed deeper
into her, the walls of her bottom widening slowly to allow better access. The
pain was still there but it was a light ache, easily overpowered by the
exquisite sensation of fullness. She began to pant for breathe as it carried on
sliding up into her, her eyes wild, her pussy dripping with wetness.

“Oh my goodness,” the doctor said, crouching down once more.
“Would you believe you have ten inches inside you right now? That’s a new
record.”

“Deeper,” Laura growled impatiently, shifting her hips to
feel it rubbing inside her.

“Patience my dear. You may feel differently when we begin
the second measurement.”

“Second one?”

He wheeled over a trolley with a long metal pipe sticking
forwards from it. On the end was a rubber cylinder with rings marking off each inch.
The doctor put the trolley between her legs so the surprisingly realistic cock
shaped device was just touching the entrance to her pussy. “Ready?” he asked,
turning a handle on the trolley.

This device was more flexible, bending slightly as it nudged
into her pussy. She let out a deep groan, wincing as it hurt momentarily before
her pussy stretched wide enough to accommodate its girth. “That’s an inch,” the
doctor said. “How does that feel?”

“More!” she growled, reaching out to try and grab the trolley.

In response he tied her hands in place, leaving her immobile
as he watched the dildo slowly work its way deeper into her pussy. Her
expression changed when it reached five inches, an animal lust taking over as she
began to writhe on the chair. “More!” she snarled.

The doctor wiped the sweat from his brow. “That’s eight
inches,” he said. “Ten in the rear and eight in the front, nobody has ever done
that before.” He turned the handle a few more times before the dildo could go
no further. “Incredible,” he muttered. “Mr Sturdy, you must come in here.”

The curtain twitched and Sturdy appeared. “What is it?”

“Look at her. She’s taken both the entire way inside her.”

“Impossible.”

“See for yourself.”

“But she’s a virgin.”

“So she says.”

Mr Sturdy looked at both dildos, turning back to the doctor
and shaking his head. “Who would have thought it possible? A new record from
the new girl. Well take them out and we better get her back.”

“No,” Laura begged. “Not yet.”

The doctor smiled. “A true slut. Sorry my girl, I do not
take orders from my patients, no matter how attractive they might be.”

She screamed with frustration as the two dildos cranked
their way back out of her before she was untied, her legs shaking as the doctor
helped her to her feet. Her bottom throbbed with a dull ache and her pussy felt
profoundly empty as she was redressed in her nappy and half carried out of the
village back to the house.

Chapter 9

When they arrived back at the house Laura noticed somebody
on the doorstep. Her heart sank as she saw it was her father. “Lady
Cricklewood,” Mr Sturdy said. “How good to see you. This is a surprise.”

“Don’t give me that you depraved pervert. I have come to
retrieve my stepdaughter from this cesspool of sin.”

“I am afraid I don’t see…”

“Silence. I had my doubts about your methods even after you
persuaded me your treatments were sound so I did some snooping and found
out…good God is that my stepdaughter standing there in a nappy? Laura go and
get dressed this instant, we are going home.”

Laura walked slowly towards her. “But I don’t want to go
home.”

“What did you say?”

“I don’t want to go home. I want to stay here and finish my
education.”

“Education? What kind of education requires breast feeding
and nappies?”

“The best kind,” she replied.

“I will not hear another word about the matter,” her
stepmother said, grabbing her arm and dragging her towards a waiting carriage.
“We return home this instant. Drive on!”

The wheels of the coach began to turn as Laura took a last
despairing look out of the window at Mr Sturdy. “Do you know nothing Maria?”
she asked, slumping back in her seat.

“Cover your chest,” she replied, passing her a blanket. “It
is indecent.”

“I learned more there than in a lifetime at home,” she said,
tossing his blanket aside. “I am not ashamed of my body. Neither should you
be.”

“You young harlot. You will rue those words.”

“What are you going to do?” she asked, bending away and
tugging loose the knots that held her nappy in place. “Spank me?”

“Why you little…” Maria pulled Laura over her knee, raising
her arm and landing one spank after another. “Your father may dote on you but I
see nought but a spoilt little brat and you will learn to mend the error of
your ways of you will pay the price.” She continued to spank Laura who shrieked
with each blow but not from agony. The movement of the coach combined with the
legs underneath her body to make her clit vibrate even as the slaps to her
bottom continued. Her pussy grew wet and she began to moan, grinding herself
down on Maria’s leg.

“What are you doing? Are you enjoying this? What kind of
sick depraved education took place there?”

“I told you, the best kind,” Laura sighed, turning and
leaning up to kiss Maria on the lips. Her tongue nudged into the other woman’s
mouth before she knew what was happening. Maria blinked back at her but did not
stop her, instead remaining perfectly still.

“I think you came here deliberately today to see me naked,”
Laura whispered, her hand running down the front of Maria’s dress. “I think
father knows nothing of your visit and you want to keep it that way. Am I
right?”

“You wicked girl.”

“You do not deny it then?”

“Oh God, I must have you.” Maria kissed her this time, her
tongue plunging into Laura’s mouth, her hands sliding down her back, drawing
her up onto her lap. She reached round her waist and found her breasts, toying
with the flesh she found there, all the while continuing to embrace Laura. “I
saw you bathing the day I met your father. You have the most perfect body I’ve
ever seen. I watched you being dressed by your chambermaid.”

“You can dress me now,” Laura said, reaching for her nappy.
“I’ll be a good girl for you I promise.”

“I cannot resist you!” Maria said, grabbing the nappy and
tying it in place.

“I need something to suck on,” Laura said. “All the best
girls do.”

She tugged at Maria’s dress, almost ripping it in her haste.
As it slid over Maria’s head, Laura sank her mouth to the erect nipples she
found underneath, moving from one to the other in quick succession. “Why do
they put you in nappies?” Maria asked.

“In case we have accidents like this,” Laura said, pushing
with all her might on her bladder. A gushing torrent of pee ran out of her
body, soaking through the nappy and onto Maria’s lap. She shoved Maria backwards
onto the floor of the carriage, standing over her so the dripping urine that
overflowed the nappy splashed down onto her companion.

“That feels so hot,” Maria said, rubbing it into her skin
before kicking off her knickers. “I never imagined it would feel so hot.”

Laura whipped the nappy away as the last of her pee trickled
from her. She sank down onto Maria and began kissing her, loving the feel of
their naked bodies pressing together in the confined space of the carriage
floor. Laura kissed her way down Maria’s body, taking her time until she
reached her soaking wet pussy. She stuck out her tongue and flicked it over the
older woman’s clit, plunging into her to lap up her delicious sweetness. As she
continued to lick, she pushed a finger inside Maria, the air filling with the
sound of sex as she began to thrust whilst continuing to lap at the engorged
pussy before her mouth.

“Oh god,” Maria said. “Keep going, keep going, keep going.”

Her legs squeezed against Laura’s head as she thrust her
hips upwards. “Yes, yes, yes, that’s it!” With a cry of delight her body began
to shake and Laura watched intently, knowing her climax would come soon enough.
Maria’s pussy contracted around her finger as she slowly withdrew.

“I’ve wondered for so long how this would feel,” Maria
whispered. “You’re so good at this.”

“Thank you,” Laura replied, pausing to take a breath before
returning to the sweet wetness laid out before her.

“Good enough to make me want to leave you here for good.”

The coach ground suddenly to a halt. “What?” Laura asked,
sitting up.

The coach door flew open and rough hands grabbed her,
yanking her out onto a narrow track between two stone walls.

“Where am I?” Laura asked. “What’s happening here? What are
you doing to me?”

“Taking what’s rightfully mine,” Maria said. “You freeze to
death on the moor. I get your inheritance. Marriage is a wonderful institution
isn’t it?”

“You…you used me?”

“That’s right dear. So long.”

The driver tossed Laura to one side and leapt back onto his
seat, lashing at the horses and sending them racing along the track. Laura
looked round her at the empty countryside. How many miles was she from the
house? It couldn’t be far, could it? Turning back the way the coach had come,
she followed the track to a crossroads, shivering in the cool breeze as her
naked skin paled and puckered. There were countless crisscrossing marks in the
thick mud and with no signposts, it was impossible to know which direction the
coach had come from.

“Now what?” she said out loud, wrapping her arms round
herself as her teeth began to chatter. “What on earth do I do now?”