“Dr. Connors, Miss Martin is waiting for you in the next room,” Nurse Nancy said.

“Again?” Dr. Connors sighed. “I just made a house call yesterday!”

Dr. Dick Connors had just arrived back to the little back rooms of the pharmacy that allowed him to use the space in return for his using prescription slips with the pharmacy’s name on them. They provided one room for his office and one room where he could see patients, although he primarily saw patients in their homes. He’d had to hire a nurse to help him, as his practice was growing quite large and he needed someone on-site when he was out making house calls.

Nurse Nancy said, “The poor dear is suffering, Dr. Connors. Perhaps when she has a husband, he will be able to help keep this under control. But until then, what choice does she have?”

“I know, and I am trying to be sympathetic to her plight, but my hand grows weary,” Dr. Connors complained.

“You should see about getting one of those machines that Dr. Benson has over in Linville,” Nancy suggested. “My cousin is a nurse there and she says that the machine has been a Godsend!”

“A machine? Perhaps I need to investigate a bit,” he mused. “In the meantime, I’d best get in there and see what I can do about poor Miss Martin’s hysteria.”

Valeria Martin was a lovely young woman with the bluest eyes and long, red waves of hair. So, Dr. Connors had to admit to himself that it was no hardship having to help her out. Still, she was so prim and proper that it took her forever to relax while his hand stimulated her private area to release her female semen. And, one time, she screamed so loudly upon release, that she frightened the patrons of the pharmacy in the front of the building. But she was always so grateful for his service that he couldn’t be cross with her. After all, it wasn’t her fault that she had such frequent bouts of hysteria. With no husband to provide her with the means for proper release, these visits to his office were her only recourse.

When he opened the door to the patient room, Valeria seemed very out of sorts, and more than a little embarrassed.

“Good afternoon, Miss Martin. It’s nice to see you again, your malady aside. I hope you are otherwise well,” Dr. Connors said in his kind, but professional manner.

“Good afternoon, Dr. Connors,” Valeria answered. “I’m so sorry to be here again so soon. But I was working in the library and was distracted by a book someone left on the counter called The Nunnery Tales. I couldn’t stop reading about how the priest punishes the young novice by thrusting into her. The more I read, the more flustered I became, but I couldn’t put it down. Then, I felt the swelling in my nether region again, and I knew I’d better rush right over here.”

“I see,” the doctor said. “Perhaps you should bring that book to me for safekeeping, so it doesn’t tempt you further.”

“Yes, of course. That’s exactly what I will do,” Valeria agreed. “But please, I need you to treat me now. I’m having the headmaster of the school and his wife over for dinner this evening. I’m terrified that I might say or do something untoward in my current state that would embarrass everyone.”

“Yes, of course, Miss Martin. Now, I want you to lie on my examination table, lift your skirts for me, and I will remove your underclothes for you,” Dr. Connors said.

“Yes, of course, doctor,” she answered shyly.

He felt a little impatient. After all, this was hardly the first time she’d been here for treatment and she should know the routine by now. However, he tried to imagine the frustration and embarrassment she must feel in her condition, so he did his best to show compassion.

“Now then, Miss Martin, please spread your legs for me so that I can begin treatment. But before I do, I’d like to suggest that you close your eyes and pretend that I’m not even here. Imagine yourself floating somewhere while I massage you in your most delicate area,” he told her.

Valeria closed her eyes. But instead of floating, she was imagining that she was the young novice, Emilie, from The Nunnery Tales, and that she was being stimulated by the priest. He rubbed while she panted for the better part of a half-hour before she screamed, and the gush of liquid provided her with relief.

“Well, that was a lally-cooler, Miss Martin! That took about half the amount of time it usually does. I think the idea to use imagery worked quite well, don’t you?” the doctor said, pleased with himself for finding a way to shorten the treatment and not have his hand cramp so badly.

Valeria blushed. She didn’t dare tell him that what she envisioned was not anywhere close to what he suggested. But she thanked him for his help, and she put her bloomers back on, before scurrying back to the library. Once there, she continued to re-shelve the books that had been returned that morning and spotted The Nunnery Tales on the counter. Soon, it was in her hands again. She looked around to see if anyone was watching her. When it was apparent that she was alone, she slipped the book under her skirts into the waistband of her bloomers. She felt her face go hot. But she had no intentions of stealing the book. She would merely borrow it for an extended amount of time.

While Valeria finished her workday, Dr. Connors took his horse-drawn wagon to Linville to see Dr. Benson’s steam-powered contraption. Nancy had assured him that her cousin said the treatment of hysteria took less than fifteen minutes typically and that the doctor did not need to use his hand.

“Well, hello, Dr. Connors, I’m Victor Benson. Please, come into my office and have some tea,” Dr. Benson said, welcoming his colleague.

“Please, call me Dick, and I appreciate you allowing me to come and look at your vibration machine,” he answered.

“My pleasure, Dick,” Victor said. “It’s been a wonderful addition, although my unmarried female patients have to come here to receive treatment as it isn’t practical for me to cart it all over town.”

“Yes, well I can ask the pharmacy about giving me extra space should I decide to purchase one of these machines for my practice,” Dick explained.

“Would you like to observe the machine in action? I have a patient due to arrive in about fifteen minutes. You could view the treatment firsthand,” Victor suggested.

“What luck! My timing is perfect. That would be marvelous!” Dick said enthusiastically.

“Let me show you the machine before Miss Dorchester arrives. You will be amazed at how sophisticated it is!” Victor said as he showed Dick into the next room.

Dick Connors was, indeed, amazed. He’d never seen such a thing. With its steam-powered motor and gears, it was quite an impressive contraption. But when you added the vulcanized rubber phallus on the metal rod, it was quite possibly the cleverest invention he’d ever seen.

“It’s called the Manipulator,” Victor said, noticing how impressed Dick was. “it was invented by a doctor named George Taylor. I can’t imagine running my practice without it now.”

“And it really works?” Dick asked. “You really don’t have to use your hands?”

Victor laughed, “I have to admit, I never minded using my hands, if you know what I mean. But it cuts down the time of treatment considerably.”

Dick chuckled, “Well, if I’m being honest, I don’t mind using my hands either, but sometimes it takes close to an hour or more. Where can I locate one of these for purchase?”

“The mercantile in Westwood had two more like this one when I purchased it. They have a large supply of medical devices there since it’s an actual city. I suppose you could try there,” Victor suggested. “I believe I just heard Miss Dorchester arrive. Let me get her situated and then you can observe the treatment.”

Moments later, Miss Dorchester was laying on a table with her skirts pulled up, her bloomers removed, and her legs spread apart. Dr. Benson positioned the phallus so that, when he turned the machine on, it would piston in and out of her engorged vagina.

Both doctors watched as Miss Dorchester became flush from panting and writhing on the table. Her moans were indescribable, and Dr. Connors felt a twitch in his member while he witnessed the incredibly powerful release of liquid as she screamed, “Oh, God, yes!”

Miss Dorchester was shaking and nearly crying, “Thank you, doctor! I feel so much better. Your machine is like a miracle. The relief was much swifter and complete this time. More so than ever before. I may be able to go longer between treatments.”

“Well, if that doesn’t beat the Dutch!” Dick said, very enthralled with the device. “Thank you, Victor, for such an impressive demonstration!”

“You’re most welcome,” Victor replied.

Upon leaving Linville, Dick Connors turned his carriage west, instead of east, and headed to Westwood.

Meanwhile, Valeria Martin was struggling to not touch herself while she felt her bloomers go damp and her labia swelled. She told herself to put the book down, but it was impossible to stop reading. There was so much deviant sexual activity in this book! Things that proper, God-fearing people shouldn’t be doing in a book called The Nunnery Tales. It was set in a convent, for goodness sakes!

She was nearly in tears from need and decided her only recourse was to give her private area a sharp slap with a wooden spoon. The sting was enough of a shock to her system to stop her from wanting to self-treat her hysteria. It was becoming harder and harder not to let her own fingers do the work of the doctor. So many times, it felt like if she could just redirect his hand, the treatment wouldn’t take so long. She put the book on a high shelf and decided to focus on preparing dinner for her guests. Hopefully, they wouldn’t stay long so she could read more about the intensely inappropriate acts the characters in the book were committing.

When Dr. Dick Connors arrived at the Westwood Mercantile, he was pleased to see that there was still one Manipulator available. It was more costly than he expected, but the proprietor agreed to take half the amount now and the other half next month. After making his purchase, he loaded it into the back of the wagon, and he hurried the horses along so he would make it home before the sunset.

The next day, he set up his new steam vibrating machine and waited for Miss Martin. She was supposed to bring him the scandalous book that was causing an increase in her hysteria. Upon her arrival, she looked extremely flustered.

“Miss Martin, you’ve been reading the book again, haven’t you?” Dr. Connors admonished her.

Valeria blushed. She was mortified to know that he could tell just by looking at her that she’d read more of the shameful book.

“I am so embarrassed, Dr. Connors,” Valeria admitted. “But I just couldn’t help myself. I’ve never read anything so titillating and immoral. Women are touching each other and spanking and…”

“That’s enough, Miss Martin. I’ve heard plenty to know that this book not only cannot stay in your possession, but it should not be returned to the library. I will put it in my office for safe-keeping,” he insisted.

She handed him the book, “Thank you so much, I agree. It’s a dangerous book. There’s even a part where a young man has relations with his mother and his aunt!”

It was the doctor’s turn to blush. He hoped to God that Miss Martin didn’t notice the bulge growing in his pants. He leafed through the book and stumbled upon a passage that made him rock hard. He had no intention of leaving the book in his office, now. He had no choice but to take it home and read it cover to cover.

“My dear, you are in luck. I have a new method of treatment. I think it will be very successful, as I have seen it work with another young woman such as yourself,” he explained.

“Can we try it now? I can’t possibly go back to the library feeling like this!” she said, near tears.

“Of course!” he said. “Come into the treatment room and see what I have to address your needs.”

“Thank you, doctor,” she said as she followed him.

When Valeria was laying on the table, she was nervous but hopeful. The idea of having a steam-powered motor moving a phallic device in and out of her was downright scary. But the alternatives were to spend an hour wishing the doctor would move his hand just a little to the right, or to leave here feeling like she might die of need.

“Just relax, Miss Martin. This will work, I promise!” he reassured her.

He powered up the Manipulator and watched as it invaded the young, tender pussy covered with soft red curls. He realized he’d never really looked at Miss Martin up-close. Normally her skirts were covering her lady parts while he massaged her there. But, to avoid her dress getting caught in the moving parts of the machine, it was bunched up around her waist, exposing her like never before.

The phallus felt marvelous moving in and out of her. Valeria had never felt sensations like this before. She started gyrating and moaning within minutes. Dr. Connors had to sit down to hide his burgeoning erection. He’d need to get a handle on his reaction to this new form of vaginal massage. It would never do to get aroused every time he watched the treatment.

Soon, Valeria was bucking and screaming, “Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, God, yes!” Then she flooded the table with a gush of juices.

Dr. Connors found himself with a full-blown erection and needed relief. He should have rushed Miss Martin out of the office before he did anything inappropriate. He was her doctor, for goodness sake. But right now, he wanted to take the Manipulator’s place and fuck her pretty little pussy.

“Is the treatment over, Doctor?” Valeria asked innocently.

“Ummm, no, actually, there is one more part,” he lied. He looked up to the heavens and hoped he wouldn’t be struck down for his perjury, or for the fact that he was about to commit a very unprofessional act.

“Close your eyes and imagine whatever makes you feel happy, Miss Martin,” Dr. Connors said as he took his trousers off and moved the machine out of the way. “There’s another part of the machine that will repeat the action, but this time the phallus will feel different than the first time. But I guarantee, you will feel even better when the treatment is over.”

“Anything you say, Dr. Connors!” Valeria said.

Then Dick Connors did the unthinkable. He fucked his pretty red-haired patient like a horny eighteen-year-old boy. Oh, she felt so fucking good! He couldn’t help himself, he grabbed onto her hips and pumped into her until he was ready to explode. He meant to pull out, but her pussy felt too good. He had already crossed the line, why stop now? He thrust hard and deep until he emptied himself inside her. And, when he did, she bucked, moaned, and felt the gush of her own juices mix with his semen.

He should feel remorse, but he couldn’t deny that this was the best sex he’d ever had. “Miss Martin, I must apologize for my unprofessional behavior, but I can’t deny enjoying that so very much. Can you forgive me?”

Valeria smiled, “I think you may have cured my hysteria, doctor. Perhaps you’d like to take me to dinner to celebrate?”

Dick grinned, “I’d love nothing more.”

When she was cleaned up, she nodded shyly at her doctor, “Shall I meet you at the diner? Or will you pick me up from the library and make it a proper date?”

“I will be there to walk you to dinner once I am finished with my last patient,” he promised her.

“Oh, doctor? I don’t recommend that you perform that second part on any other females today unless you plan to father many children,” she winked.

He gasped, “Oh, no, of course not. That was my longing for you that caused me to take you like that, Miss Martin.

She blushed, “Well, I’m certainly glad to hear that. I will see you later.”

He nodded and went into his office to prepare for his next patient. While he did, he said a silent prayer that he didn’t impregnate her. But, since he had every intention of courting her, that wouldn’t be too terribly unpleasant. He’d simply have to move the courtship along a little quicker.

As Valeria left, Nurse Nancy stopped her, “How was the treatment?”

“It was wonderful! Thanks for talking Dr. Connors into getting that amazing steam-powered vibrator! It was so much better than his hand!” Valeria answered.

Nancy grinned, “And did the book do the trick?”

“The book?” Valeria asked blushing. “How did you know about the book?”

“Who do you think planted that book in the library for you to find?” Nancy asked mischievously. “You and the doctor just needed a push! So, did it work?”

“Oh, most definitely. He penetrated me as a man possessed! Thanks for making sure the book fell into my hands. I will return it, although it might be tricky to get it back to you since he confiscated it,” Valeria answered seductively.

“Don’t worry about returning the book, dear. I have my own copy,” Nancy winked.

Then she added, “Hmm, if Dr. Connors kept the book, I predict there will be more than just a cure for Valeria’s hysteria!” Nancy laughed.

“Well, he’s taking me to dinner,” she shrugged.

Nancy wiggled her eyebrows, “And I’ll just bet he will take you home and perform cunnilingus afterward!”

“What does that mean?” Valeria asked, embarrassed that she didn’t know that word.

“It means the good doctor is going to eat your pussy for dessert!” Nancy laughed.

Valeria turned eight shades of red and felt her pussy go damp. She secretly hoped she would get to have dessert as well!

~~~~~

Victorian words/phrases that might be unfamiliar:

Beat the Dutch: If something "beats the Dutch", then it totally surpassed your wildest expectations. Whatever you originally thought was impossible was suddenly proven to be possible.

Lally-Cooler: This was another way to describe a great success.

Vulcanized Rubber—natural rubber or related polymer converted to a more durable material via the addition of sulfur or other equivalent curatives.