Dr Sharpe’s first treatment

Lady Charlotte Grove was neither young nor attractive. Dr Sharpe had worried that treating her for Female Hysteria with a pelvic massage would arouse him in a most unprofessional fashion but on seeing her he felt much more confident and assured. He was also fortified by the expert ministrations of Nurse Grey during his “dress rehearsal “with the Lizzie. No, unwarranted arousal would not be one of his problems during this his first treatment of a female patient. Lady Charlotte’s notes told Sharpe that she was in her 47 th year; so he was surprised that she was still troubled with the female hysteria that plagued so many younger women. He was soon to find out that a shortness of temper and patience, accompanied by sharpness of tongue were amongst the principle symptoms of her complaint. “So we have a new young doctor, Grey? Poor old McPhearson lost his vim?” the noble lady said wincing slightly as she lowered her self onto the treatment couch. “Very nearly nodded off last time did he not Grey; but we woke him up didn’t we, Grey. Got him out of his torpor in the end, did we not? ” “ Oh yes, My Lady” said the ever attentive Nurse. “Lady Charlotte” said Doctor Sharpe remembering his very recent training “ if I may listen to your breathing , just now” He rather ineffectually tampered with the upper part of her towelling dressing gown. “Oh! Good God” Lady Charlotte Grove scoffed irritably swiping his hand away “Boy to do a man’s job I think, Grey. Boy in mans clothing is that it, Sharpe?” She pulled open her gown exposing her very large and surprisingly handsome breasts. Her nipples were enormous, almost purple and astonishingly…. erect. “Shut your mouth, Boy. Never seen a pair of breasts before?” Ümraniye Escort “No, my Lady. Yes of course my lady ” Sharpe goldfished. In truth he’d seem very few breasts in the flesh but even from his limited experience these were remarkable. The enormous bosoms and implausible nipples drove his stethoscope and training out of his mind. “ I imagine your er “ he could hardly bring himself to say the word and oh no he knew he was blushing deeply “nipples may chafe “ “Chafe?! Chafe? Stupid boy!” Dr Sharpe found himself looking bemused at the large pot of cold cream that that Nurse Grey had placed in his hand. “Yes, yes on with the cream. Come on boy” Lady Charlotte censorious in her urgent encouragement. He took an enormous handful of cream, intimidated by the noble peaks in front of him. “Warm your dammed hands man! “ Dr Sharpe had started to seriously consider if he could just leave and take a train to Edinburgh never to return. He was dammed indeed; it had been easy enough with the maid but this harridan! “God only knows what she will say when I touch her breasts. Let alone…..” No he could not even bring himself to think of what horrors lay between her legs. “Is this McPhearson’s idiot son, Grey” As he rubbed his hands together the cream made a slurping sound that only served to turn Sharpe an deeper, even more excruciating further shade of red. Nurse Grey took his hands and placed them on Lady Charlotte’s breasts and as he rubbed in the cream, her nipple stood even more erect. Sharpe instinctively flicked it with his thumb them twisted the other between thumb and fore finger. “Oh” Lady Charlotte was pleasantly surprised by the firmness with which he flicked Ümraniye Escort Bayan her nipple a second time. “AH” Sharpe found some relief in flicking sharply at her nipples then rolling the entire expanse of her breast under his hand sometimes teasing her stomach with a slow descent with his still creamy hand. Lady Charlotte moaned “Oh! That’s the ticket, ohh. On with it then, push on, push on” Nurse Grey whispered as Sharpe started to move his hand lower down Lady Charlotte’s belly “ very slowly make, her wait” He was enjoying the teasing and roughness; a slight revenge for his embarrassment. Her obvious and urgent arousal shocked him though; a mature lady of the class and a stature that he had encountered on many social occasions responding with such undisguised urges. Lady Charlotte’s hand was reaching between the folds of her white towelling gown. “My god” thought Sharpe “she is going to lie here and pleasure herself.” To his surprise Nurse Grey swiftly grabbed the hand and looped it into a leather strap at the side of the couch. Lady Charlotte moved the other hand up sharply as though to strike at him or perhaps the Nurse but Grey was too quick. She leant over, deftly strapping the other hand in leather loop on the over side of the bed. She pulled them tight. “You fucking bitch, Grey” spat Lady Charlotte. Sharpe was genuinely shocked. He had never heard such language from a female let alone a lady. “Lady Charlotte sometime gets a little agitated during her treatment, there’s no telling where her hands may go” “Now then, My lady you know it is for the best” said Nurse Grey efficiently. The noble knees were up now and she was open and closing Escort Ümraniye her legs and pushing her legs from side to side trying to shed the dressing gown from the lower part of her body. Dr Sharpe was alarmed by the violence of her movements. Nurse Grey gently held her knees first constraining then soothing she moved her hands slowly down the insides of the Lady Charlotte’s gaping thighs but never quite far enough. The noble lady was pushing herself off the bed trying to capture Nurse Grey hands between her legs. All the time she was rather incoherently breathing out and making sounds “fa fa ahhh” and little wines of disappointment. The Doctor continued to focus on her fascinating nipples they were even longer now under his none too gentle treatment, alternately pinching and flicking, they had grown redder and the ends were so long that they drooped. “ Be a good girl now or Doctor won’t be able to give you your treatment at all” Said Nurse Grey trying to hold her still. “Just you do it you, frigid, heartless, bitch” Sharpe gold-fished once again but when Nurse Grey took Lady Charlotte’s ankles brought them smartly up to her head and delivered three smart smacks to her bottom, he feared, his career, his reputation and for their safety. “Language like that will get you a red bottom and nothing else” “ Now are you ready to lie still, nicely for the Doctor or shall we put the leg straps on and leave you to cool off for half an hour or so” “ No No Nurse I will be a good girl now” “I should think so” said Grey to the dumbfounded Doctor. “The hysteria sometimes takes Lady Charlotte like this I think she may well need a great deal of treatment today” Nurse Grey explained rather coolly, Sharpe thought, for someone who has just smacked the bottom of a member of the minor nobility. Dr Sharpe looked down. He had been avoiding even glancing at Lady Charlotte’s nether regions for fear of another embarrassing rebuke so he was surprisingly reassured to see that Lady Charlotte was completely shaved between the legs.