A Very Victorian Education Chapter 4

Hi All

I thought I would have this chapter finished sooner but unfortunately it was not to be.

It’s much shorter than previous chapters at 1900 words approx, it was my hope to extend it but truthfully this would take another few weeks to fully complete  so I felt it best to post this now and if I have the time I can begin on another chapter.

 I apologise to those who may have liked to see more (  the 18 people who were kind enough to tick the “more” box)– I feel I have cheated you in posting such a short chapter but on the plus side  this has given me great encouragement to continue with Aubrey’s life under Lady C’s regimen.

There is a mildly sexual content to this chapter which is a departure for me but I felt it was necessary to the storyline to include such a scene.

I’m hoping the next episode will not take as long but it is summer and the European Football Championship is on, as is Ireland’s rugby tour of South Africa ( first win ever in South Africa last Saturday) and Wimbledon starting in a few weeks  – so a lot of distractions but hopefully I’ll get something done.

Anyway I hope you enjoy this short piece and thanks again for all the support.

Carrie.

A Very Victorian Education

Chapter 4

They promised dreams can come true- but forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too. – Oscar Wilde

  “A perfect day.” he said out loud, a feeling of satisfaction coursing through his body as the shadows lengthened across the meadow “nothing better than a good day’s shooting followed by an even better night’s drinking and carousing”

Laughing loudly, the group all his close friends with their guns slung over their shoulders trudged their way towards the gate at the edge of the field but he found it hard to keep up. It was if something was weighing him down, slowing his progress.

“Hold on.” Aubrey called to his friends as they nimbly mounted the gate and stood on the other side their faces creased with laughter.

“You’ll have to pull your dress and petticoats right up over your knees.” one said as the others roared with hilarity.

Aubrey looked down and saw what was impeding his movement. He was horrified to see that he was wearing a voluminous two-piece dress of claret coloured velvet and taffeta with a large bustle.

“Better get back before your Governess discovers you’re missing.” another guffawed to the great amusement of the others.

Aubrey woke up with a jolt his eyes fixed on the ceiling and unable to move, frozen with the anxiety that comes with nightmares. After a few moments he slowly shifted his legs and felt a strange and unsettling but not unpleasant sensation. His hands moved over his stomach and his fingers experienced a soft and smooth feeling as they touched an unfamiliar fabric. With trepidation he lifted the sheet and looked down in horror at the peach silk embroidered nightgown that covered his whole body, just under his chest a wide gold satin sash reached around his body and served to emphasise his feminine bosom.

Suddenly he realised this was not a nightmare it was worse, this was his new reality and there would be no escape from his continuing feminisation. His masculinity was now to be hidden under feminine garments from dawn to dusk and as he looked at the feminine nightgown he knew even in the privacy of his bed he would have to conform to Lady Charlotte’s rules.

“Yes it is a pretty nightgown isn’t it Aubrey?” a familiar voice broke the silence.

The voice confirmed his fears, he was wide awake now and not dreaming. Instinctively he knew the answer the voice required.

“Yes Lady Charlotte.” he replied meekly and immediately.

“Oh I have many such gorgeous nightgowns which I’m sure you will really like wearing.” Lady Charlotte cooed as she removed the satin quilt “Now it’s time to get up and get you dressed.”

Aubrey slowly and reluctantly slid from the bed.

“I think he likes it too much your ladyship.” another recognisable voice said in a distinctly disapproving tone as her hand took hold of his erection and squeezed it firmly which brought a gasp from the young man.

“Oh dear! That is very naughty of you Aubrey. I thought we spoke about this.” Lady Charlotte said, the displeasure at confronting his erection was clear. “This is most disappointing.”

Aubrey was so embarrassed he could only hang his head, Alice’s hand squeezing his member ensured his erection would remain intact.

“Yes m’lady,  most disappointing.” Alice agreed with her mistress and squeezed him once more, much to Aubrey’s consternation. “But m’lady in his defence perhaps it is the male way of admitting he like the softness and femininity of his nightgown, it is merely he cannot express it verbally.”

“Perhaps Alice” Lady Charlotte said then fixed her eyes on him “but it is not very ladylike now is it Aubrey? ....And you do wish to become more ladylike, don’t you?”

“Please....please....”he pleaded not wishing to surrender his masculinity.

“In my experience m’lady, unlike our own sex many males like Master Aubrey here are slaves to their urges” Alice said stroking the top of his glans with her thumb as he whimpered. “I have also discovered that if they are milked regularly they tend ......”

“Milked!” Lady Charlotte exclaimed loudly “you mean....like a cow?”

“Yes your ladyship.” Alice confirmed, as she retained a firm hold on the boy’s erect penis she continued “I have found that if they are ...ahem...milked regularly like cows they become very docile and easily managed.”

“Just like cows.” Lady Charlotte said.

“Exactly m’lady.” Alice confirmed.

“But.....I...”Aubrey protested weakly.

“Hush dear boy.”Alice gently admonished him and squeezed his member again, he quickly aborted his objection.

Lady Charlotte observed the scene closely.

“Mmm.” Lady Charlotte pondered her remarks for a few moments before continuing “and you think this would help him in his efforts to discard those awful masculine traits and encourage him to incorporate a more feminine dimension to his personality.”

“Oh without doubt m’lady.” Alice replied enthusiastically “once in this state he will agree to anything, perhaps a demonstration would be helpful?”

“Proceed.” her mistress instructed.

“Now young man” Alice addressed him and expertly stroked him once more, he moaned as a feeling of exquisite pleasure ran through his body “tell Lady Charlotte how you would like to become more girlish and wear pretty dresses?”

The boy tried to muster all his self –control but Alice squeezed and the stroked his shaft, the combination of these actions as well as the soft silk of the nightgown enveloping his erection was simply too much and he nodded his agreement.

“I think you had better say it so we can hear you.” Alice breathed in a voice as smooth as the silk of his nightgown as she continued to stroke him.

The sensation was unbearable, he thought his brain would explode.

“Please....Miss.....I.....”he babbled.

“Say it.” she cooed “you know you want to.”

He could not help himself.

“I... want to wear.....pretty dresses.” he blurted.

Alice released her grip then tightened it again close to the glans.

“And.. become......more....” Aubrey gasped, desperately trying to think of a less demeaning word than ‘girlish’, sensing his reluctance Alice rubbed and squeezed him again, the exquisite sensations coursing through his body were overwhelming his brain, his mind was in turmoil and his thought process was practically non-existent.

“.......Effeminate.” he blurted

“Effeminate!” Excellent! What a simply delicious word.” Lady Charlotte declared excitedly “yes Alice, I must confess I do like the sound of that.”

Having completed her demonstration Alice applied the coup de grace with accomplished finesse, the youth’s body jerked into a climatic spasm and his male essence exploded from his member. She released her hand and quite exhausted he fell back onto the bed his nightgown visibly damp with his sperm.

“How curious.” Lady Charlotte said as she observed the boy prostrate on the bed, “Fascinating and revolting at the same time.”

“As I said m’lady, unlike the female sex males have so little control over their disgusting urges.” Alice said as she caught hold of Aubrey’s ear and in a further act of humiliation raised him from the bed before continuing,

“I do hope you are not going to forget your promise to her ladyship to become less masculine and more amenable in adopting feminine attributes or as you yourself have phrased it ... to become more effeminate.” Alice paused and fixed him with her steely eyes, a look that clearly implied there could only be one answer.

The intense sensations that ran through his body had now vanished and were replaced by a humiliating reality, he could not meet their eyes but knew he had to answer.

“Yes. “he murmured.

“Aubrey!”  Lady Charlotte said sharply “Is that the correct way to address your Governess?”  

An increasing sense of shame was now enveloping the youth, he was completely drained both physically and mentally and could not argue even if he wanted to.

“Yes Miss Alice.” he said softly.

“Are you forgetting something Aubrey?” Lady Charlotte chided him.

In an act of utter humiliation he turned to the woman who just the day previously, was a mere housemaid, someone who was at his beck and call, his social and gender inferior. He held the sides of his silk nightgown between in his hands and bent his knees in a deep curtsy.

“I’m sorry Miss Alice.” he said as he completed his act of indignity. “it will not happen again.”

Alice acknowledged his apology with a gracious tilt of her head and although she remained silent he could see the unmistakable look of triumph in her eyes. He could only hang his head in complete shame which did not go unnoticed by the women.

“I think you may be right regarding his milking Alice.” Lady Charlotte said as she examined his demeanour closely, her voice was composed, almost soothing as she continued “there does seem to be a slight change in his manner, less excitable and .....perhaps.... a little calmer. Am I correct Aubrey, do you feel a little more relaxed, less anxious about wearing your new clothes?”

Aubrey, such was his shame could only nod his agreement, standing in front of the women in his soiled silk nightgown he was close to tears.

Lady Charlotte embraced him warmly.

“It’s all right Aubrey.” Lady Charlotte said comforting him “young girls often find it comforting to cry every now and then you, it is part of the feminine experience. Now let’s get you out of your nightgown, you will feel so much better after Miss Alice bathes you in a nice warm bath.”

As Alice approached and lifted the soft fabric over his head he felt powerless to stop her and in a moment he was standing naked in front of the two women. He didn’t have to look to confirm his penis that just a few minutes ago was a rigid instrument of masculinity had now shrivelled to a fraction of its size and was now barely noticeable. The look of derision on Alice’s face seemed to shrink it even further. He now realised that under Lady Charlotte’s regimen he would have no privacy and he would be under female supervision at all times. He began to formulate a plea to be allowed to bathe alone but his face betrayed his thoughts and Lady Charlotte read his intentions.

“I do hope you are not thinking of refusing.” she asked sharply.

“Oh no, Lady Charlotte.” he lied unconvincingly but she chose to ignore it..

“That’s a good boy, I’m so glad that you are finally learning.” she said “now run along and when you return I may even allow you to choose your own undergarments and gown for today- just like a real girl.”

Lady Charlotte busied herself locating clothes in the large walk in dressing room and paid little attention as Alice took a firm hold of his flaccid penis and led him to the bathroom, she turned to him and smiled.

“Not very big now, is it?”she sneered “but it really doesn’t matter, effeminate boys like you have little need for such things and shortly it will be safely tucked away under several silk and taffeta petticoats. By the time we are finished, you will make the most gorgeous feminine male. Your life as your mother’s prodigal son is now over and you will soon discover the joys of being a young lady, restrained by corsets and dressed from head to toe in the most sensuous fabrics. Oh yes! I will certainly enjoy the challenge.”  

Aubrey now knew it would be some time before he emerged from this particular nightmare.