Hysteria

Victoria married her 50 year old husband back when he was in his early 40's. She was 18, innocent, and full of hope about her future. Now, seven years and one son later, Victoria was unhappy, unsure, and at a total loss about what to do about it all. But in late 1800's, women had very little control over just about everything in their life. Victoria, not as cosmopolitan as her older husband, knew something was amiss. She had a constant heaviness in her lower abdomen, and at times, it felt like her unmentionables were full. At night, her restlessness and anxiety kept her awake. When she told her husband about the problems, he would get angry and send her away. In fact, ever since she gave birth to his son, Charles had seem distant. He had once told her that she had done her duty to him and was now free to do as she wished. Confused, she wondered what he meant and where he went nightly. "Charles, may I speak with you a moment?" she asked, softly. "Make it brief, Victoria. I have business to take of," he said, not bothering to look up from his papers. "Why do you leave in the evenings?" she asked, innocently. Charles slammed his pen down on his desk. Enraged that his wife would dare question his activities, he glared at the short brunette standing in front of him. His fingers strummed a rapid beat on the wooden desk, as he contemplated what to do about his trouble making little wife. "I am most displeased with you Victoria. You have questioned me inappropriately, not to mention how many times you have complained. I believe you need to send for the physician," he said. "but, why?" she asked, frowning. "See? You defy me. Return to your rooms. I'll be up shortly to deal with you," Charles said, as he dismissed her. Victoria, ever the obedient wife, returned Kurtköy Escort to her sitting room. Staring into the fire, she worried about what her husband was going to do. She waited for him for what seemed like hours. Around 6pm, Victoria decided to head back downstairs. She hadn't eaten since early that morning and was famished. She was about to door the door, when she heard her husband's voice. Quietly, she listened to the conversation. "And, she's getting worse, doctor," Charles exclaimed. "What makes you say that, sir?" a very masculine voice answered back. "Victoria's been talking out of line, questioning inappropriately, as well as causing trouble!" Charles voiced. Victoria, confused, felt tears well up in her eyes. Her husband thought she was crazy. All, because she asked him about his activities. "Well, sir. I do believe your wife has an advanced case of hysteria. All her symptoms fit," the strange second voice said. "Just do what you need to do, doctor. Her present condition is unacceptable," he replied. The hallway was silent for several moments. Victoria strained to hear any indication that the two men were still there. Her hands were shaking and nerves strung tight. What was Charles planning to do to her? "Do I have to be in attendance?" Charles asked. "No. It's best that your not. Your wife will be in a delicate frame of mind during the treatment. She may scream or say things out of her nature," the doctor explained. "Excellent...hmm...should you take her to your office for the procedure?" Charles inquired. "This first visit is an evaluation. I'll be able to do it in her suites, but subsequent treatments must be done at my office downtown. They, usually, last one to two hours and need to be repeated three Kurtköy Escort Bayan times a week," he instructed. "Fine.. I will leave you to your evaluation, then," Charles said. Victoria listened to her husband's heavy footsteps echo, as he descended the stairs. She moved to the window to watch him leave in carriage. She was stunned. Her husband had left her in the care of a strange man. She was utterly alone. The maid was at the market, and her son was away at school. She jumped, startled by the knock on her door. Should she answer it? Ignore it? "Come in," she said, her voice thin and shaky. "Ma'am, my name is Dr Reeves. Your husband has consulted me to help you with your ailment," the strange man said, through the door. Dr Reeves opened the door and studied the small woman in the room. She was short, in fact he stood a head taller than her. Her hair was a beautiful chocolate brown, but twisted into a severe knot. Wide blue eyes darted to and fro, never settling on one thing for too long. Her tiny hands twisted and crumpled the wrinkled handkerchief that she held. Dr Reeves took all this in and concluded that this woman was in dire need of an hysterical paroxysm. Unlike his colleagues, he was ahead of his time and knew hysteria was a bunch of bullshit. What she really needed was a good hard fucking, resulting in a huge orgasm. But, he would have to work up to that in time. "My lady, if you would please remove your dress," he told her. "My...my...my dress?" she stammered. Dr Reeves watched the color drain out of her already porcelain white face. "Yes. I need to examine you, and I can't do that when your clothed," he said, gently. Victoria watched the doctor turn his back. With trembling hands, she unfastened Escort Kadıköy her dress and let it fall to the floor. Standing in her chemise and petticoats, she rubbed her arms, as if to warm them. Dr Reeves turned around to face Victoria. What a sight to behold! Her full breasts, although constrained by her chemise, spilled over the top of her corset. Her generous hips flared out nicely. She was lovely, and he had to shift his coat in front of him to hide his growing erection. Victoria carefully watched the doctor. He seemed nice and professional, but they way he looked at her made her stomach flutter. The heaviness in her groin grew. "At least he is not old and ugly," she thought. In fact, he was much better looking than Charles. Taller and without the extra weight around his waist, the doctor was the polar opposite of her husband. Charles had blonde hair that was thinning on the top, whereas Dr Reeves had a full thick head of wavy, black hair, and his face was clean shavened, except for some five o clock shadow. Dr Reeves composed himself just enough, so that he could put his stuff down. Approaching the jittery woman, he opened his black bag and pulled out a tape measure. He went through all the preliminary motions, eager to get to work. "I must say, ma'am...," he began. "Victoria," she interrupted. "I must say, Victoria, that you are in remarkable physical health. Hysteria is a mysterious ailment that involves the inner workings of a female's body. The womb has been known to travel about the body, causing numerous problems, like the ones you're having, he explained. "We must treat these problems at the source. The only access portal to the womb is through your woman parts. These parts, when infected by the womb, are called pussy. Whereas, when the hysteria is gone, they are known as woman parts. You with me, so far?" Dr Reeves inquired. "Yes," Victoria said, her expression blank. "Well then, let's get this corset off," he said cheerfully. The good doctor unlaced her corset and set it aside. Next, he pulled the pins out of her hair.