KindredFlame
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I have started a story semi factual based but research is making it harder to do any suggestions would be welcome, even if it is to give up.
It was November 1989 and Whitechapel in London was once again bustling with lady’s of the night after the so called Jack the Ripper murders scared most but the most desperate to walk the streets of the East End.
The most talked about theories suggesting who might be responsible was Queen Victoria's grandson, Prince Albert Victor, also known as the Duke of Clarence, although the evidence for this is insubstantial, but still since his disappearance from public life the murders and mutations stoped. Maybe just a coincidence however it still was the talk of the day.
I am William Acton the 2nd, I have been seeing lady’s of the night for the past nine years experimenting with the effects and cause of the woman’s orgasm. This might sound perverted but there is very little known about this in medical journals and I hope to be at the forefront of this research, as my father was before me.
During the Jack the Ripper investigation I was questioned many times due to my connections with the lady’s of the night and the experiments I performed with them.
My farther interests were of mastubation and was of a belief that women had very little in the way of sexual desires and were content to serve and satisfy there husbands lust. I however, had found that women’s desires were far more deep than a mans and could be triggered by pain as well as pleasure. This is where the lady’s of the night were of a great help to me as my wife had refused to endure this side of my research.
My first visit was to Covent Garden, it was there I was shown to a room where I met Molly Johnson. Molly was a pretty young thing about 18 or 19, pale in complexion I gave my £2 to the madam and I was told I could do anything I wanted with her, but I had to be done by 6am when the bed was needed fore the day shift.
At first we talked and then I asked her to remove her clothes so I could examine her. I could tell she hadn’t been doing this for very long as she was still shy about taking her clothes off, but I explained that I was a real doctor and this seemed to give her the courage to take the next step and stand naked before me.
Once Molly was naked I examined every part of her body, she made pleasing noises as I ran my hands over her naked skin. This did arouse my own manhood and I am sure a lesser man would have immediately have taken her, but I was here for more morale reasons, or so I thought.
I asked Molly to lie on the bed and I examined her vagina and anus for infection, I took out my speculum placing it into her and spreading her vagina so I could see her cervix and inside her small opening. Once I was happy Molly was clean I told her that I wanted her to give herself an orgasm! I was very surprised when she replied that she didn’t know what I meant or how to do it. Something I assumed all young lady’s knew how to do. How wrong was I.
It was November 1989 and Whitechapel in London was once again bustling with lady’s of the night after the so called Jack the Ripper murders scared most but the most desperate to walk the streets of the East End.
The most talked about theories suggesting who might be responsible was Queen Victoria's grandson, Prince Albert Victor, also known as the Duke of Clarence, although the evidence for this is insubstantial, but still since his disappearance from public life the murders and mutations stoped. Maybe just a coincidence however it still was the talk of the day.
I am William Acton the 2nd, I have been seeing lady’s of the night for the past nine years experimenting with the effects and cause of the woman’s orgasm. This might sound perverted but there is very little known about this in medical journals and I hope to be at the forefront of this research, as my father was before me.
During the Jack the Ripper investigation I was questioned many times due to my connections with the lady’s of the night and the experiments I performed with them.
My farther interests were of mastubation and was of a belief that women had very little in the way of sexual desires and were content to serve and satisfy there husbands lust. I however, had found that women’s desires were far more deep than a mans and could be triggered by pain as well as pleasure. This is where the lady’s of the night were of a great help to me as my wife had refused to endure this side of my research.
My first visit was to Covent Garden, it was there I was shown to a room where I met Molly Johnson. Molly was a pretty young thing about 18 or 19, pale in complexion I gave my £2 to the madam and I was told I could do anything I wanted with her, but I had to be done by 6am when the bed was needed fore the day shift.
At first we talked and then I asked her to remove her clothes so I could examine her. I could tell she hadn’t been doing this for very long as she was still shy about taking her clothes off, but I explained that I was a real doctor and this seemed to give her the courage to take the next step and stand naked before me.
Once Molly was naked I examined every part of her body, she made pleasing noises as I ran my hands over her naked skin. This did arouse my own manhood and I am sure a lesser man would have immediately have taken her, but I was here for more morale reasons, or so I thought.
I asked Molly to lie on the bed and I examined her vagina and anus for infection, I took out my speculum placing it into her and spreading her vagina so I could see her cervix and inside her small opening. Once I was happy Molly was clean I told her that I wanted her to give herself an orgasm! I was very surprised when she replied that she didn’t know what I meant or how to do it. Something I assumed all young lady’s knew how to do. How wrong was I.
