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Reposting Lady Ashley's story here so I can continue it!
Part 1
“Nurse, please take notes as I proceed with the examination of the patient, brought in by her guardian and stepbrother, Lord Francis Milton.
“The patient is Lady Ashley Milton, twenty-two years of age. She is still a virgin; her hymen is intact and has not yet been breached–”
“Ohh nooo, you musn’t!”
“Hush, Lady Ashley. You may address me as Doctor Kent or sir. As has already been explained to you, it is necessary to examine you so that I may make a recommendation concerning your welfare, and if necessary, determine a course of treatment to help you. Please do not interrupt, or I shall have to ask Nurse Lane to gag you.
“Lady Ashley’s stepbrother brought her to our hospital because he is concerned for her physical health. From my examination thus far, it is plainly evident that the patient is in a constant state of arousal, which causes her no small amount of distress, including accelerated heart rate, short and rapid breathing, tightened muscles, sweating, and moaning.
“The patient’s nipples are noticeably peaked, even without provocation. Breasts are firm and plump, quite heavy for their size, and appropriately rounded. I have yet to observe the nipples in a relaxed state. Presently the buds are tight and engorged, very pliant. Even light stimulation induces a great physiological reaction in the patient.
“Pinching the nipples also induces a significant discharge of lubrication in the patient’s pussy. This lubrication appears to be a persistent symptom for the patient. The labia is flushed a dark color, and the protruding clitoris is slick with Lady Ashley’s natural lubrication. Additionally, the patient’s pussy can be observed repeatedly clenching.
“The anus is not distended, but it appears to be receptive to penetration, even with minimal use of an emollient cream. The patient grows exceedingly excited when objects, such as fingers or the speculum, is inserted.
“I shall now proceed with a series of tests designed to determine the patient’s responsiveness.”
“Doctor Kent, please!” The girl thrashed in her restraints on the examination table.
“Lady Ashley, this is not conduct becoming of a patient or lady,” Dr. Kent said firmly. “Please do not interrupt my work again. Nurse Lane, please secure the eye mask.”
“Yes, Doctor Kent.”
Nurse Lane briskly and efficiently secured the eye mask over Lady Ashley’s face. The leather pads cupped her wide blue eyes and was strapped tightly behind her head.
She helped the doctor hold Lady Ashley’s legs wide open by placing firm hands on the patient’s knees. Dr. Kent pressed the tip of his gloved finger into the patient’s swollen folds. Lady Ashley cried out wordlessly.
“See how her clitoris emerges further?” Dr. Kent pointed out.
“Yes, Doctor. That’s quite a bit of moisture she’s secreting, isn’t it?”
“You’re absolutely right. As you can see from the amount of fluids pooling on the exam table, our patient struggles to control this aspect of her body.”
“It’s clear she is not fit for the typical life of a society lady,” Nurse Lane murmured. “If she’s always like this, balls or tea or walks in the park…any public appearance must be fraught with anxiety.”
“Indeed.”
Nurse Lane gasped at Lady Ashley’s loud moan. “My goodness!”
“Yes, it seems our patient greatly desires penetration in both her pussy and her bottom,” Dr. Kent said, as he rubbed Lady Ashley’s slippery folds. He curved two fingers gently inside her, and he and Nurse Lane watched intently as Lady Ashley immediately arched her back off the exam table, thrusting her breasts in the air.
“I think the patient is behaving herself and keeping her legs spread wide for me like a good girl,” Dr. Kent said in a satisfied tone. “Nurse, there’s no need to hold her legs in position. Why don’t you manipulate the patient’s breasts? See what her natural responses are.”
“Of course, Doctor.”
Dr. Kent probed between the patient’s bottom cheeks, pressing a gloved finger into the anus and forcing it deeper into the rectum. “Excellent tension back here. After our exam, I want you to prepare a four pint enema. Position the patient on all fours, and bring her to climax while her belly is massaged. Document her responses.”
“Yes, Doctor,” Nurse Lane responded. “Even with her sensitivity here, she seems to love having her teats pinched and pulled, Doctor.”
“I noticed that as well. She’s leaking copious amounts of fluid.”
Lady Ashley gasped and groaned unceasingly. Her blindfolded head lolled back and forth restlessly on the table. Tremors quaked her body, causing her heavy breasts to quiver. Although her arms kept pulling at the leather wrist restraints, she kept her thighs spread apart of her own volition.
Dr. Kent drew out the physical test, noting the patient’s increasing restiveness. Finally, he brought her to a climax.
The blindfold was unbuckled, and Nurse Lane helped slacken the wrist restraints so that Lady Ashleycould sit up.
“Lady Ashley, it’s clear to me that your body endures a great deal of stress from this constant arousal. You must see that you have little control over your body. The sounds you made just now…were hardly the expressions of an articulate, sensible society lady of sound body and mind. You were consumed by your body’s demands to the point that you were unintelligible, capable only of animalistic groans and grunts. Society can be cruel to those of us who are different…as such, I recommend that you remain here at the hospital under my care and supervision.”
Lady Ashley was panting, her eyes dazed, her body tingling with the aftershocks of pleasure.
“At the hospital, I can ensure that your arousal is relieved and that your existence remains as free of stress as possible,” Dr. Kent said gently. “Your stepbrother has already entrusted you into our care. Your every need will be seen to. I will prescribe a round of treatment that will alleviate and meet your body’s needs. You have no need to concern yourself with the frivolities of society or the anxieties of seeking a husband and running a household. Your priority must be to your body and obeying its needs.”
“But…”
Dr. Kent reached out and palmed Lady Ashley’s breasts. She sucked in a breath, her eyes flying wide open. Her lips parted on a gasp as he squeezed and massaged the rounded globes.
“You see how good it feels?” Dr. Kent said gently. “We know how to soothe and stimulate your body in ways that will be beneficial to you. In doing so, you will see that you can still contribute to society by performing a great service.”
“Contribute? Service?”
“Yes. Many men, leaders and thinkers of society, are inspired to do their best work for the good of all if they can ease themselves. Many would be suited to assisting with your treatment, which would help you and themselves.”
“You needn’t worry that you’ll be lonely here,” Nurse Lane added. “I heard you are friends with Lady Beverly Jacobs? Her family recently had her committed as well. She has a different affliction and is undergoing a very special treatment, but you’ll see, she’s much happier here in her new life as a milkmaid.”
“Her name is Bessie,” Dr. Kent reminded. “It is incorrect to refer to by her former name, Nurse.”
“My apologies, Doctor.”
“Let’s take you to see your friend, Bessie,” Dr. Kent said.
First, however, he and Nurse Lane put a smooth metal belt between Lady Ashley’s legs that locked around her waist. It was a chastity device, Dr. Kent explained. Now that her treatment began, he couldn’t risk her interfering with any aspect of it. As such, he would keep her pussy and bottom securely locked except for rounds of treatment when the two holes would be filled.
The former Lady Beverly was alone in a room. She was locked into a stockade that forced her to remain bent at the waist. Her neck was secured such that she couldn’t even look up and realize that her friend, Lady Ashley, was standing there in shock.
Lady Beverly’s ample breasts had increased noticeably in size. Hanging below her, the were pillowy and pendulous. Two attendants sat on either side of Lady Beverly, their hands fastened to her nipples, which were long and brown. They pulled continuously at the teats, drawing milk from each breast in a thin line that squirted into pails resting on the floor below her.
“Beverly!” Lady Ashley cried.
Lady Beverly jerked in her stockade; her wrists were poking through the wood on either side of her head, so all she could manage was to raise her head, eyes widening. Both of the attendants immediately delivered forceful spanks to Lady Beverly’s bottom. The young woman grunted a cry of pain and settled back down.
“As I have already said, Lady Beverly wishes to be called Bessie now,” Dr. Kent said. “Please respect her wishes.”
Lady Ashley let out a low moan as she felt her pussy, trapped behind the metal belt, begin to dampen again as she watched her friend’s miking.
Reposting Lady Ashley's story here so I can continue it!
Part 1
“Nurse, please take notes as I proceed with the examination of the patient, brought in by her guardian and stepbrother, Lord Francis Milton.
“The patient is Lady Ashley Milton, twenty-two years of age. She is still a virgin; her hymen is intact and has not yet been breached–”
“Ohh nooo, you musn’t!”
“Hush, Lady Ashley. You may address me as Doctor Kent or sir. As has already been explained to you, it is necessary to examine you so that I may make a recommendation concerning your welfare, and if necessary, determine a course of treatment to help you. Please do not interrupt, or I shall have to ask Nurse Lane to gag you.
“Lady Ashley’s stepbrother brought her to our hospital because he is concerned for her physical health. From my examination thus far, it is plainly evident that the patient is in a constant state of arousal, which causes her no small amount of distress, including accelerated heart rate, short and rapid breathing, tightened muscles, sweating, and moaning.
“The patient’s nipples are noticeably peaked, even without provocation. Breasts are firm and plump, quite heavy for their size, and appropriately rounded. I have yet to observe the nipples in a relaxed state. Presently the buds are tight and engorged, very pliant. Even light stimulation induces a great physiological reaction in the patient.
“Pinching the nipples also induces a significant discharge of lubrication in the patient’s pussy. This lubrication appears to be a persistent symptom for the patient. The labia is flushed a dark color, and the protruding clitoris is slick with Lady Ashley’s natural lubrication. Additionally, the patient’s pussy can be observed repeatedly clenching.
“The anus is not distended, but it appears to be receptive to penetration, even with minimal use of an emollient cream. The patient grows exceedingly excited when objects, such as fingers or the speculum, is inserted.
“I shall now proceed with a series of tests designed to determine the patient’s responsiveness.”
“Doctor Kent, please!” The girl thrashed in her restraints on the examination table.
“Lady Ashley, this is not conduct becoming of a patient or lady,” Dr. Kent said firmly. “Please do not interrupt my work again. Nurse Lane, please secure the eye mask.”
“Yes, Doctor Kent.”
Nurse Lane briskly and efficiently secured the eye mask over Lady Ashley’s face. The leather pads cupped her wide blue eyes and was strapped tightly behind her head.
She helped the doctor hold Lady Ashley’s legs wide open by placing firm hands on the patient’s knees. Dr. Kent pressed the tip of his gloved finger into the patient’s swollen folds. Lady Ashley cried out wordlessly.
“See how her clitoris emerges further?” Dr. Kent pointed out.
“Yes, Doctor. That’s quite a bit of moisture she’s secreting, isn’t it?”
“You’re absolutely right. As you can see from the amount of fluids pooling on the exam table, our patient struggles to control this aspect of her body.”
“It’s clear she is not fit for the typical life of a society lady,” Nurse Lane murmured. “If she’s always like this, balls or tea or walks in the park…any public appearance must be fraught with anxiety.”
“Indeed.”
Nurse Lane gasped at Lady Ashley’s loud moan. “My goodness!”
“Yes, it seems our patient greatly desires penetration in both her pussy and her bottom,” Dr. Kent said, as he rubbed Lady Ashley’s slippery folds. He curved two fingers gently inside her, and he and Nurse Lane watched intently as Lady Ashley immediately arched her back off the exam table, thrusting her breasts in the air.
“I think the patient is behaving herself and keeping her legs spread wide for me like a good girl,” Dr. Kent said in a satisfied tone. “Nurse, there’s no need to hold her legs in position. Why don’t you manipulate the patient’s breasts? See what her natural responses are.”
“Of course, Doctor.”
Dr. Kent probed between the patient’s bottom cheeks, pressing a gloved finger into the anus and forcing it deeper into the rectum. “Excellent tension back here. After our exam, I want you to prepare a four pint enema. Position the patient on all fours, and bring her to climax while her belly is massaged. Document her responses.”
“Yes, Doctor,” Nurse Lane responded. “Even with her sensitivity here, she seems to love having her teats pinched and pulled, Doctor.”
“I noticed that as well. She’s leaking copious amounts of fluid.”
Lady Ashley gasped and groaned unceasingly. Her blindfolded head lolled back and forth restlessly on the table. Tremors quaked her body, causing her heavy breasts to quiver. Although her arms kept pulling at the leather wrist restraints, she kept her thighs spread apart of her own volition.
Dr. Kent drew out the physical test, noting the patient’s increasing restiveness. Finally, he brought her to a climax.
The blindfold was unbuckled, and Nurse Lane helped slacken the wrist restraints so that Lady Ashleycould sit up.
“Lady Ashley, it’s clear to me that your body endures a great deal of stress from this constant arousal. You must see that you have little control over your body. The sounds you made just now…were hardly the expressions of an articulate, sensible society lady of sound body and mind. You were consumed by your body’s demands to the point that you were unintelligible, capable only of animalistic groans and grunts. Society can be cruel to those of us who are different…as such, I recommend that you remain here at the hospital under my care and supervision.”
Lady Ashley was panting, her eyes dazed, her body tingling with the aftershocks of pleasure.
“At the hospital, I can ensure that your arousal is relieved and that your existence remains as free of stress as possible,” Dr. Kent said gently. “Your stepbrother has already entrusted you into our care. Your every need will be seen to. I will prescribe a round of treatment that will alleviate and meet your body’s needs. You have no need to concern yourself with the frivolities of society or the anxieties of seeking a husband and running a household. Your priority must be to your body and obeying its needs.”
“But…”
Dr. Kent reached out and palmed Lady Ashley’s breasts. She sucked in a breath, her eyes flying wide open. Her lips parted on a gasp as he squeezed and massaged the rounded globes.
“You see how good it feels?” Dr. Kent said gently. “We know how to soothe and stimulate your body in ways that will be beneficial to you. In doing so, you will see that you can still contribute to society by performing a great service.”
“Contribute? Service?”
“Yes. Many men, leaders and thinkers of society, are inspired to do their best work for the good of all if they can ease themselves. Many would be suited to assisting with your treatment, which would help you and themselves.”
“You needn’t worry that you’ll be lonely here,” Nurse Lane added. “I heard you are friends with Lady Beverly Jacobs? Her family recently had her committed as well. She has a different affliction and is undergoing a very special treatment, but you’ll see, she’s much happier here in her new life as a milkmaid.”
“Her name is Bessie,” Dr. Kent reminded. “It is incorrect to refer to by her former name, Nurse.”
“My apologies, Doctor.”
“Let’s take you to see your friend, Bessie,” Dr. Kent said.
First, however, he and Nurse Lane put a smooth metal belt between Lady Ashley’s legs that locked around her waist. It was a chastity device, Dr. Kent explained. Now that her treatment began, he couldn’t risk her interfering with any aspect of it. As such, he would keep her pussy and bottom securely locked except for rounds of treatment when the two holes would be filled.
The former Lady Beverly was alone in a room. She was locked into a stockade that forced her to remain bent at the waist. Her neck was secured such that she couldn’t even look up and realize that her friend, Lady Ashley, was standing there in shock.
Lady Beverly’s ample breasts had increased noticeably in size. Hanging below her, the were pillowy and pendulous. Two attendants sat on either side of Lady Beverly, their hands fastened to her nipples, which were long and brown. They pulled continuously at the teats, drawing milk from each breast in a thin line that squirted into pails resting on the floor below her.
“Beverly!” Lady Ashley cried.
Lady Beverly jerked in her stockade; her wrists were poking through the wood on either side of her head, so all she could manage was to raise her head, eyes widening. Both of the attendants immediately delivered forceful spanks to Lady Beverly’s bottom. The young woman grunted a cry of pain and settled back down.
“As I have already said, Lady Beverly wishes to be called Bessie now,” Dr. Kent said. “Please respect her wishes.”
Lady Ashley let out a low moan as she felt her pussy, trapped behind the metal belt, begin to dampen again as she watched her friend’s miking.
People voted at the end of Part 1 for what they wanted to see in Part 2. Part 2 continues here.