Victorian Medical Treatment
Victorian Medical Treatment
Victorian Medical Treatment
Hysteria treatment plus reluctant patient. My apologies if this has been posted elsewhere on the site - I checked first but didn't see it.
She Took a Vow to Obey
by Classyladybug©
She Took a Vow to Obey: A Victorian Tale about a Visit to the Doctor
*Historical Note
-The Victorians were generally a people of rigid morals. Some women did not even remove all of their clothing for a private bath, so you can imagine what it would have been like for a shy, proper woman to be asked to strip naked in front of strangers.
- The vibrator was invented in 1870 for use by doctors to cure "hysteria" which most admitted was a case of sexual frustration. Prior to the vibrator, doctors used "pelvic massage" to induce orgasm in their female patients.
Mr. Smyth sat next to his shy wife in the examination room, patting her hand gently, hoping to offer her some comfort in her agitated state. With eyes downcast, Mrs. Smyth once again appealed to her husband, asking to leave. "Anna, dear," he replied, "I know that what I am asking of you is exceedingly difficult, but I must think of our marriage first. We must discover why you do not enjoy our intimate life together. It is already 1870; we have been married for a year now. I fear for our future, and," he gruffly cleared his throat as his voice grew firmer, "you have taken vows to obey me." This lovely, young woman was raised in a household where modesty was prized beyond all things. As the daughter of a wealthy landowner, she was expected to marry well; therefore, her virginity was carefully guarded. She knew nothing of marital relations until a few weeks before her wedding. She did not mind her husband's advances; he was so kind and gentle. She just did not seem to enjoy herself. Anna was still gazing at her shoes when the doctor walked in. The handsome older gentlemen, with salt-and-pepper hair, bowed to Mrs. Smyth, and shook hands with Mr. Smyth, who rose to his feet. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Smyth," the doctor began. "I am Dr. Troys. Mr. Smyth, I have read the letter in which you described your situation. I would like you to know that this is not an uncommon problem, and that I have much experience in this area. Using the details in your letter and my expertise in these matters, I have taken the liberty of forming a plan for the examination, diagnoses, and treatment of Mrs. Smyth." "We have knowledge of your excellent reputation, doctor, and appreciate any help that you might extend," Mr. Smyth replied. "I assure you that we will heed any advice that you have to impart." "Very well, let us begin then." The doctor turned to the door of the small examination room. "I will send Nurse O'Malley in to add coal to the stove so that Mrs. Smyth can be warm and comfortable. The nurse will also help Mrs. Smyth to undress." Turning his attention, he said, "Mrs. Smyth, I must ask you to go behind the screen and remove all of your clothing. When I return with my two assistants, you must lie upon the examination table." "Yes," said Mrs. Smyth finding her voice for the first time. "I brought along my dressing gown so that I can..." "Mrs. Smyth," the doctor interrupted gently, anticipating her words. " I truly feel for your delicate sensibilities; however, it is necessary for you to be completely unclothed for the entire procedure. I find that it is easier for the woman to simply appear thus, rather than to prolong the agonizing process of slowly undressing before us men. Please understand that I will be completely honest and rather blunt with you. This is the only way to prevent miscommunication and to avoid delays in a process that will be difficult for you." Turning the knob, the doctor walked out. Casting a woeful look upon her husband, the obedient wife rose and slipped behind the screen. Nurse O'Malley stepped briskly into the room with the coal. "Good day, Mr. Smyth," said the young, good-natured nurse, "I've been sent to tend the stove and to assist Mrs. Smyth." Quickly and efficiently, she fed the hungry stove and then joined Mrs. Smyth behind the screen. Just as efficiently, the nurse assisted the timid lady out of her corset, carefully hung the fashionable gown, and offered a case for her jewels. The cheerful Irish lilt in the nurse's voice did lift Mrs. Smyth's spirits a bit. "There you go, Mrs. Smyth." Stepping from behind the screen, the nurse lit a lamp directly above the examination table, and extinguished all of the others. "The Doctor has observed that the patient is more comfortable with subdued lighting," she explained. "I shall be off now. Best of luck to you both," and with that, the nurse breezed out of the room. Mrs. Smyth finished undressing, and hesitated at the edge of the screen. Horrified eyes turned to her husband. "Please, Walter, you really cannot mean for me to appear naked in front of three gentlemen. If you take me home, I promise to try harder," she pleaded, arms clutching her nude form. "My dear, Anna," came her husband's gentle reply from his seat across the room. "If there were any other way, but we have tried to no avail. Do this for me. I know that you love me and that you want me to be happy. I cannot be happy and satisfied unless I know that you are also." Mrs. Smyth reflected briefly upon his words. It was true. She was madly in love with her gorgeous husband and desperately wanted to please him. She knew that he wanted her to be brave and stoic, and she would try. Just then, the three men in long, white laboratory coats entered the room. To her dismay, the two assistants were young men in their twenties, each cutting a handsome figure and one sporting a clipboard. The assistants stepped up to Mr. Smyth, shaking hands and introducing themselves, while Doctor Troys explained that these young men were his apprentices who would help with the procedure, and take notes on Mrs. Smyth's reactions to the various treatments. "Well then, let us begin," said Dr. Troys, looking at the empty examination table and then at the screen. "Is Mrs. Smyth ready?" "Yes, doctor." replied Mr. Smyth firmly. "She is coming out presently." And with that, Anna stepped out from behind the screen, disbelieving that this was actually happening. Her arms were attempting to conceal as much of her as possible from the eyes of the three men that were strangers to her. "Now, Mrs. Smyth," continued the doctor. "I know that this is difficult for you, but we will all be viewing your unclothed body for quite some time today. You may as well drop your arms and get the initial shock of the idea over with." Glancing at her husband who nodded slightly and gave her a small smile meant to impart courage, she placed her arms to her sides revealing all of herself, or least what she thought was all of herself at the time. "Very good, now please take your place on the examination table," said the doctor turning to his assistants. "We shall ready the instruments for the examination." Anna walked to the table with as much dignity as she could muster, and with assistance from her husband, sat upon the table. She brought her legs up and over, careful not to allow them to part and display what lie between. After settling in and taking a deep breath, she looked about and realized that the only illumination in the room was upon her naked body! She was the sole focus of the room; the place where the eyes were immediately drawn. She also saw that the doctors were placing strange looking instruments on a tray. She shuddered to think of what they would be used for. "Mrs. Smyth." started one of the assistants, hand reaching for the doorknob. "Are you cold? I shall fetch the nurse back to place more coal on the fire." "No," said Anna, a little too sharply. For she had just realized that with the way the examination table was angled toward the door, anyone who happened to walk past might be able to see her lying naked on the table. "I am fine." she concluded tersely. All this while, poor Anna was lying in the nude, stiffly and nervously, on the narrow table. The upper part of the table was angled so that her head and curvaceous torso were slightly raised; her slim legs were straight out before her. She kept her legs pressed tightly together, and her arms at her sides as commanded. She stared at the ceiling trying to forget about the fact that she was naked in front of three men, four including her dear husband, who was patting her hand soothingly. Finally, the doctor proclaimed that all was ready and asked his assistants to begin taking notes as he examined the patient. The dreaded moment had come at last when all three men turned their eyes upon her. Her own eyes began to form tears that she bravely held back. Not for the first time that day, she blushed deeply as the three men scanned her body from head to toe. They noted the color of her complexion and measured her pulse. Dr. Troys then stated that he would begin a complete examination of her breasts, explaining to Mr. Smyth the importance of the breasts as a sexual organ. First, the doctors noted the size and shape of her breasts, and the color and shape of her nipples. "Our first test will determine how long her nipples must be stimulated before they become erect." One of the men, referred to as Apprentice Bradley, was instructed to as lightly as possible rub the nipples with the flat of his hand. The other assistant was instructed to continue to measure her pulse, looking for an increase that might mark her entrance into sexual excitement. While Bradley fulfilled his duty, Anna stared at the ceiling intently and choked back her tears. His hands swirled about her nipples and eventually his cool fingertips stroked them, sometimes adding a gentle pull, causing her to shiver. "Ahh, that is a good sign." said Dr. Troys. "She is beginning to tremble, which means that her body is responding to the treatment." "Her pulse has a slight increase, doctor," reported the assistant. "Even better," replied the doctor, "Bradley, please move to the next phase." Before Anna had a chance to recover from the embarrassment of her body responding to the ministrations of a stranger in front of her husband, the young doctor began to gently knead both of her breasts in his hands. She gasped, her eyes widening. "Mrs. Smyth," explained the doctor. " In order to properly measure your responses to the stimuli, we will not be able to warn you of what we will be doing. Rest assured that all of this has been pre-approved by your husband." Anna looked at her husband in surprise. She had no idea that her Walter had prior knowledge of this process, and reasoned to her great horror, that if he did not tell her, it was because there was no way that she would have agreed to this. She could only imagine what humiliations lie before her. Meanwhile, the young apprentice ceased kneading her breasts and all three gentlemen stepped back for a long look. The assistant stood pen-in-hand, ready to take notes. "The nipples are pleasantly pink and quite erect," stated the doctor. "Mr. Smyth, please observe the light rash that has spread upon her upper chest. This is also a sign that she is becoming aroused." Mr. Smyth nodded in appreciation, while the next phase was readied. Apprentice Bradley appeared with a piece of ice with which he softly and slowly circled Ann's already erect nipples. Anna moaned slightly and then embarrassed, quickly caught herself. The tears welled again. "Please do not be ashamed, Mrs. Smyth," countered Doctor Troys. "Your reactions are natural and are the very reason that we are here today. In fact, you should know that all four of us men have full erections. This is the natural result of being in the presence of a beautiful, naked woman. One cannot counteract our natural biology nor should we try." More notes were taken regarding the extreme stiffness of her nipples. Anna found this to be a bit painful until the two young apprentices, using their warm mouths, began gently sucking them, flicking their wet tongues over the sensitive surface. Although this attention relieved the discomfort, she was appalled at what was happening. She was sure that there was some mistake, and that it was not possible that her husband would sanction such a thing. However, a quick glance informed her that he did not mind at all. In fact, he had that all- too-familiar look of hunger upon his countenance. She knew that it would be useless to protest. Finally, the men stepped back and observed their handiwork. The elder doctor instructed his apprentices to continue to the next stage of the examination. They lightly raked their hands up and down her entire body, squeezing and fondling as they went. They asked her to roll over so that they could do the same to her backside. As the young, smooth hands caressed her body and fondled her, she shivered with excitement and extreme embarrassment. Her breath quickened into a light panting, which she could not stop. She was too mortified to meet the eyes of her devoted husband sitting on the chair next to her. "Mr. Smyth," Dr. Troys began. "As you can see, the techniques that we have been using are extremely effective with your wife. It can take awhile for a woman to get to this state, so one must be patient. She is now exhibiting all the signs of arousal. Her pulse is rapid, her nipples erect, she is panting and even a moan or two can be detected. As Anna was being directed to roll back over, she kept her legs tightly closed as Dr. Troys continued. "In addition, I am sure that when we spread her legs open, we shall see the tell-tale signs of moisture within." Anna gasped loudly, and bolted upright. "NO!" she shouted. "I will not do that." Turning her head to appeal to her husband she said, "Darling, you cannot possibly expect me to bare my most private self to these men." "Dear." He replied softly, "We have an agreement. You know that I would not ask you to do this thing unless I felt that it was necessary." Then choking back his own tears, he quietly added, "We are prepared to restrain you if necessary." Anna's eyes widened and her mouth gaped. She could not believe what she just heard. Falling back to resume her reclined position on the table, Anna once again stared at the ceiling trying to resign herself to this new idea. Meanwhile, one young apprentice resumed fondling her breasts while the other pulled narrow shelves out of each side of the lower part of the table, creating wing-like surfaces. "Mrs. Smyth, we now need you to place your feet on these shelves," instructed the elder doctor. All three of the men stepped to the end of the table facing her. Anna knew that obeying would mean that her legs would open, displaying her moist pussy to the three men. Holding her breath, she slipped each foot onto a shelf, which forced her to bend her legs. Her knees were now aimed toward the ceiling. She kept her knees tightly together. "That is a good first step, Mrs. Smyth." Doctor Troys praised, "Now, you need to move your knees apart and spread your legs wide before us." Anna shuddered, and with a defeated stammer said, "I just cannot do that." With that response, the three men began to move quickly as if practiced. Before she knew it, her wrists were tied down with soft ribbons to the sides of the table. "Please prepare yourself, Mrs. Smyth," she heard someone say. Hands were on her knees pulling them apart. Ankles were secured, and knees were anchored in an upright position spread apart as far as they could comfortably go. Anna felt the coolness of the air on her pussy. The tears finally fell as she imagined what a display she must make for the three men at the foot of the table who were staring between her thighs intently. Her husband, taking out his handkerchief dried her tears, and whispered words of comfort, concern all over his countenance. "Well, Mr. Smyth, despite her reluctance, I see that there is moisture glistening in between the lips of her labia," the doctor reported. "That is a very good sign, indeed." The men then began the initial examination of her most private regions. Looking down through her parted knees, she saw the tops of three heads bent down for close examination. "We will determine which areas here are the most sensitive. We can then deliver a full program for you to use towards success in the bedroom. Bradley, let us try to make Mrs. Smyth wetter before proceeding." Although, Anna knew that she should have anticipated it, the humiliation she was forced to endure shocked her. To experience these erotic treatments was more than she could bear. Would these men actually be allowed to touch the wet folds between her legs? As an answer, the young apprentice brushed his nimble fingers against the delicate skin of her inner thighs and then teased her outer lips. Despite herself, Anna could not remain in complete control. She moved her body slightly down the table. "I believe that she is quite wet now, doctor," informed Bradley. After the doctor confirmed this to be true, the apprentice began to work on her opening. He gradually increased the pressure and depth of his touch, while the other apprentice continued to monitor her pulse and take notes. At this point, Anna realized that there was nothing that would be off limits to these men. They could look at and touch any part of her nakedness, and, strapped down as she was, she could do nothing about it. Bradley inserted his finger deeply inside Anna and attempted to excite her with smooth motions. When that did not elicit a response, he picked up one of the instruments from the tray. It was a soft tubular shaped device with a rounded end. Her body stiffened at the thought of where it would go. It seemed so large. "The idea is to relax your muscles to allow this to enter smoothly," the doctor explained to her. Since you are not a virgin, you should not experience pain." The instrument was covered with petroleum jelly and inserted slowly into her. It was rather large for her petite body, but with steady, gentle pressure it finally made its way past reluctant muscles. Once again, Bradley applied his smooth motions, in and out, in and out, but with the same result. Doctor Troys stopped the test. "It appears that vaginal stimulation has little effect on Mrs. Smyth. I suspected such. Just to be certain; however, we will try one last test," said the doctor as he picked up another instrument from the tray. Its shape was similar to the last one; however, it was larger and attached to a cord. "This is relatively new invention that we use only in extraordinary circumstances," explained the Doctor as he covered it the instrument with jelly. Mrs. Smyth's mind raced at the thought of what function the cord served, while the device was slowly inserted inside her, and she felt herself stretched wide. Once again she was warned to "prepare herself" when she heard a click. She felt a vibrating movement inside her. The bizarre instrument made a buzzing sound that filled the room. She could not help thinking that the sound could be heard outside the door, and that others might know what was happening to her. The instrument was rhythmically moved in and out of her. "Ahh, as I suspected. Mr. Smyth, please join me at the end of the table," requested the doctor. Mr. Smyth obeyed and was treated to the beautiful view of his naked wife with her legs spread open before all of them. It was a view that Anna had never even given him in private. He enjoyed seeing her beautiful, moist folds and was secretly delighted that he could gaze at them as much as he wanted, since she was not in a position to cover herself as she normally would have done. "Watch as I move this in and out of her. No doubt she is trying to hide it, but she is almost imperceptibly moving her hips in a downward motion." She is using the vibrator to stimulate a different part of her, a part that we will test and closely observe for the remainder of our time." Anna was sure that she had hidden the fact that the vibrator aroused her. She was determined not to allow her body to betray her again. Mr. Smyth resumed his seat as the doctor put the vibrator away, and instructed Bradley to begin the final phase of the process. The apprentice took his place at the end of the table, and with his finger began to very lightly touch the sensitive spot inside the top of Anna's folds. Anna gasped, blushed, and involuntarily bucked her hips all at the same time. "And there we have it," concluded the doctor. "Her pleasure center is clearly her clitoris. Please step back here with me, Mr. Smyth, so that I can show you." Just when she thought that she could not possibly be any more exposed, the doctor used his fingers to spread Anna's lips wide open. The doctor pointed to the tiny, soft bud that was now visible. He lightly brushed his finger over the bud to show Mr. Smyth how it swelled larger still, and how that kind of touch affected Mrs. Smyth. The assistant reported a significant increase in her pulse. Despite her never- ending sense of embarrassment and humiliation, Anna could not stop the physical reaction to Bradley's caresses. Her husband went back to his seat and offered his hand to his wife, who clutched it firmly. Mr. Smyth could not believe his eyes or ears. He had never seen his wife in such a state and was enjoying it immensely. She was panting with even an occasional, suppressed moan arising from her beautiful lips. Best of all, she was unconsciously writhing on the table trying to get herself in a position to attain more pressure from the unceasing fingers upon her clit. Mr. Smyth found that he could not contain himself anymore. Clearing his throat, he said, "I must take a brief walk and get some cool air." "I understand," replied the doctor. "Please feel free to do so. Because this is Anna's first experience with real sexual stimulation, it will take awhile for her to get where she needs to be. You have plenty of time. In fact, my assistant and I are going to my office to consult on our plan. Bradley, you remain here and do not stop touching Mrs. Smyth under any circumstances." Anna considered the doctor's words, about getting where she needed to be, but could not quite put it together. Her husband, apologizing profusely for having to leave her for a moment, donned his suit coat and buttoned it, partially because he needed to conceal the bulge in his trousers. He kissed her on the forehead, and Anna reluctantly let go of his hand. Mr. Smyth was the first out the door, followed by the other two men. However, they neglected to shut the door behind them. Each thought that the other had done it. Neither remaining occupant noticed until Anna felt an unusual, cold draft. Her eyes opened, and she saw the door opened to a hallway bustling with people. It was, in fact, a few doctors, the nurse, the office accountant, and a patient making his way to the front desk. Instinctively, she yelled at Bradley to close the door. Of course, this only attracted attention. As Bradley spun around to see, fingers never leaving her clit, all of the people in the hall were treated to the sight of Anna lying helplessly, tied up, knees in the air, with legs spread widely. She frantically fought her restraints shouting "Do not look!" The restraints held her in place, so she was helpless to do anything but lie there bound, on display, while they drank in her aroused, naked flesh. Everyone involved was so stunned that they were all frozen in place. This group of strangers was staring at the naked Anna with her sexual flush across her chest, having her clit massaged by the handsome young man. Anna was out of her mind with embarrassment. "I cannot stop what I am doing," Bradley shouted. "Would someone please close the door." Finally, one of the onlookers came to his senses, and mercifully did so. Anna was weeping when her husband and the two gentlemen reentered the room. Bradley explained what happened. However, he neglected to relate the part about the hall full of people seeing his wife. Anna herself was never able to tell him the full story of how his wife was humiliated beyond anyone's imagination. So, the stimulation of Anna's clit continued. With gentle fingers using slowly increasing pressure and speed, she was raised to new heights. Mr. Smyth held his wife's hand and encouraged her as much as possible. She asked if they could end this session, but was told that she was not finished yet. When Anna got to a point where her legs were stiff and flexed, her buttocks were tightly clenched, her movements increased to almost thrashing, and her vocalizations were becoming more and more insistent, the doctor approached her side and explained that she was getting to the point where she was almost finished. He explained that her passion would build until she felt a kind of exploding release called an orgasm, and she would know it when it happened. "But, but," Anna stammered, "Women cannot have such an experience, only men can." "Ahh, but that is incorrect, and you must have one before you can leave today," replied the doctor. Anna continued in this heighted state of arousal to the point of exhaustion. The doctor was concerned. "This needs to conclude soon. I am going to seek assistance from a colleague." He left the room and came back with a large man sporting a monocle, and a white lab coat. The new doctor observed Anna in her wild state of excitement and suggested that the young men use their mouths to stimulate the lady. They did so, taking turns pressing their wet lips against her and using their tongues to lick the bud inside. This oral attention astonished Anna. She could hardly believe that such a thing existed. They flicked the bud and traced circles around it, but still she did not cum. The doctor invited a few more professionals into the room until there was a small crowd all observing Anna's naked, splayed body as well as the swollen bud that was being continuously massaged with the apprentices' tongues. One doctor suggested that her husband play with her breasts and nipples, which Mr. Smyth proceeded to do. Another suggested that pressure upon her bottom would do the trick. The apprentice used his index finger to apply stimulation to her tiny hole. Yet another of these doctors approached Mr. Smyth suggesting that the problem was in her mind. She was simply unwilling to let go. As the room continued to fill with men all staring down at her naked body, Anna suddenly realized that the worst thing that could occur to her at this point besides being tied down and spread open before these men, was being made to cum for them to see and hear. She never felt so vulnerable in all her life. "Please, please, Walter," she panted violently, begging her husband. "Do not make me have my first orgasm in front of these strangers." "But that is the very reason that we are here, sweetheart," was his reply. "We need to know that you can reach climax before we can be done with this. I know that you can do it, darling. Close your eyes, and just let go. The longer it takes you to climax, the longer you will be showing your naked body to these men. It is in your power to end all of this. Just cum! Do it for me, or I may begin to think that you enjoy showing off your naked body to these men, and are prolonging the experience because you want them to see you thus." Finding this to be the most horrifying thought yet, Anna decided that she had no choice but to try. For what seemed like the millionth time that day, Anna once again resigned herself to the inevitable. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on the sensation of her clit being gently licked by the young apprentice. He worked around her little nub in soft circles and sometimes in an up and down motion. Whatever motion he used, it was a relentless stimulation that was bringing her to ever increasing heights. Then it happened. She wasn't sure how she knew, but she knew that she had entered a point of no return. She moaned and gasped and writhed with no regard for modesty. Her back arched to receive more pressure from the wet tongue. She was no longer in control of her own body. She knew that everything that followed would lead her to some kind of a mysterious conclusion. It snuck upon her without sufficient warning. At the last moment, she tried to keep it from happening, shouting "No! Please, No!" But that was not to be. Her eyes opened wide with surprise as her upper body bucked from its reclining position. Her mouth gaped open and her body shook with uncontrollable jerky tremors. Her legs and buttocks that for so long were stiff and flexed, stiffed and flexed some more. Those clenched buttocks rose and fell many times as she bucked against the table. She emitted guttural animal noises that embarrassed and humiliated her, but could not be stopped. Urgent panting was followed by high pitched screams, followed by deep, long moans. The men watched the muscles of her sex visibly contract, over and over again. She heard the roomful of men sucking in their breath, and then softly applauding her success. Finally, the last wave came over her, and she came back to her senses rather quickly at the sight of the room filled with men whose hungry eyes saw every move and whose ears heard every sound. They were still staring at her naked sex now very wet, glistening and still gaping wide before them. She slowly lowered her torso back onto the table, her cheeks aflame with shame and humiliation. All she wanted was for someone to cover her with a sheet, and quickly! But, alas, her shame was not covered as she would have liked. Her husband was caught up in the rapture of seeing his wife climax for the first time, giddy with the knowledge that is was now possible, and burying his head in her shoulder. She could not yet find her voice. The physicians were busy congratulating themselves, and some were taking copious notes about what they had just witnessed. All she could do was lie there passively dripping onto the table, her spirit and will left her. Finally, the men began to file out of the room. Each of the distinguished looking gentlemen sweeping his eyes over her spent body focusing on legs stretched out before them and what was in between. Released from her bonds, and grateful for the freedom of modestly closing her legs, she pressed her knees together. Helped into a sitting position on the table, her husband hovering close, with only he, Dr. Troys and the two apprentices remaining. "I will have a written plan for how you can continue this process in the bedroom," concluded the doctor. "However," he continued, striking a wide grin, "You have probably gleaned enough here by what you saw today to begin practicing on your own. By the way, I think that you may have revealed a truth when you mentioned that you suspected that Mrs. Smyth was actually enjoying being watched with her nude body in a high state of sexual ecstasy. Some women, although they would never dare admit it, do enjoy showing off their naked bodies. You may want to experiment with enjoying your wife with a servant or two watching. It may do wonders for your intimate life." "You have performed a miracle here today, Dr. Troys," replied Mr. Smyth clutching his still naked wife about her slim waist. "As I said, we will heed any advice that you have to impart." Anna gave her husband another of the many horrified looks that she already gave him that day, shaking her head in disbelief. The three men left the room, and the shy, young lady was finally allowed to get dressed, and to go home.
