The Governess- 4

“Just try and relax your bottom”. She pushed against the tightly shut sphincter,
probing quite firmly. Feeling the entrance she deftly pushed her slender finger
up into his anus. She felt his buttocks contract savagely as she firmly pushed
her finger up as far as it would go.
‘Oops, there we are, now just try and relax.’ The boy was jerking his body
uncontrollably as she impaled him. His knees sagged and shook and his face
grimaced.
‘Pleee…eeease…….Misssssss.’ Richard moaned as he felt his climax approach
‘I’m sorry.’ Wendy said softly, ‘But I have to make you come.’ She pushed his
foreskin down tightly probing deeply with her finger, as his hips moved backward
she found she was able to quickly push a second finger up into his bottom.
‘There I think you’re going to come now, just a few more little strokes. Wendy
tightened her fingers over the shaft, his scrotum swinging backwards and
forwards between his widely parted legs. ‘Oooooo…ooohhh..Miss..ss..sss.’
Richard’s legs shook as he climaxed..his knees quivered and shook and his
bottom trembled as the young maid coaxed him to a climax. She watched the boy
ejaculate’
‘Come on Richard ..Let it all come out..that’s it.. every drop. ‘Wendy spoke
softly to him as she quickened her strokes. His semen shooting from the tip and
spilling to the ground. She squeezed the shaft at the base, pressing her middle
finger to the underside, urging the last drops of juice to the tip. She
increased the pressure of her fingers in the boy’s bottom curling them upward.
She watched as he through his head back in uncontrolled emotion. She carefully
slid her fingers from his bottom and took hold of his scrotum. Richard was
sobbing with emotion, his eyes tightly shut and his breath coming in quick
gasps. His whole body was shaking rapidly as if in fever.
‘Oooooo..ooo..oh.ah’ He moaned, as she cupped his testes in her soft hand and
squeezed them firmly.
‘Nearly finished..there..that’s all of it.’ Her pretty face was flushed as she
looked up at Richard through her long eyelashes.
‘It’s all over now Richard, just relax.’ She whispered the words to him, looking
into his face. ‘Open your eyes, it’s all over now.’
Richard opened his eyes and looked into hers. She stood up still holding his
penis, her left hand cupping his testes.
‘You’re all right now just relax.’ She leaned forward and placed a tender kiss
upon his trembling lips. Gently she released his captive penis and testicles.
She placed her hands on either side of his hips and turned him round so that his
back was towards her. She guided him to the picnic blankets, her hands softly
stroking his waist.
‘Lay down here on your back, I just have to clean you up.’ She spoke soothingly
to him as one would a child. Richard felt numb his mind in turmoil as he obeyed
her instructions. She watched the boy as he carefully lowered himself to the
ground. He grimaced once as his bottom touched the blanket. “Lay back with your
head on the blanket and open your legs”. Richard obeyed, feeling foolish once
more as he felt the girl’s hand on his knee, pulling his legs further apart.
Wendy had learned a lot today, not only concerning the physical aspects of the
day’s events… but about herself. She looked down at Richard, delighted at his
obedience to her. His timid expression and blushing cheeks denoting her
dominance in their relationship. At first she had been shocked when Diane had
informed her of what she must do. The feeling of shock was quickly followed by
one of anxiety. Would she be able to handle the boy? What if he was to decide to
leave; she would not have the strength to stop him. She smiled down at him,
observing the look of pure supplication as she knelt and tenderly stroked the
burning cheek of his face. “Just lay there and relax a little, you’ve had a busy
day.” She delicately traced her pretty fingers down over his chest and down on
to his tummy. “I have done it! and done it well”. She thought, feeling a sense
of pride and perhaps determination. Wendy turned her body round and took some
soft moist tissues from the hamper. She gently took his penis in her hand and
wiped the tip. Very gently she pulled the foreskin down exposing the rim and
wiped behind it. Richard’s hips jerked as the tissue grazed the rim.
‘There it’s all finished.’ she said as she laid his penis over his tummy. ‘Do
you feel better now?’ she asked gently as she sat back on her heels.
‘Oh miss I feel so ashamed.’ Richard mumbled. ‘I don’t know what…to..’:
‘Don’t cry.’ She said as the boy’s emotions took hold of him. She laid her hand
gently on his chest.
‘I had to do that to you, I had no choice.’ She said gently.
‘I know,,,Miss ..I’m..sorry ..Miss.’ Richard stammered as Wendy looked down into
his face.
‘Miss Diane instructed me that If they were not back…er.. after I ..er.’ She
did not finish the sentence. ‘I was to let you get dressed and go home, she also
said that you may come and swim everyday of the holiday’s. She said that you
wont be disturbed and that you were to come.’
Richard had stopped crying and looked up at Wendy’s pretty face.
‘I think it would be better if you went before they returned.’ Richard looked at
the girl thankfully.
‘May I get dressed now Miss?’ He sat up hoping she would not look down at his
nakedness.
‘Yes, that is what Miss Diane said.’ Wendy looked into the boy’s face.
‘She is not cruel really, she is..is very loving, but you have to obey the rules
otherwise she will punish you. Did she hurt you very much?’
‘Yes Miss.’ The boy answered. ‘It hurt a lot.’
‘She said that was how it should be. ‘Wendy looked straight into the boy’s tear
stained eyes.
Richard stood, turning his back as he bent toward his clothes.
‘I am truly sorry I trespassed Miss.. will you tell her? ‘Richard asked as he
put on his clothes.
‘Yes Richard of course’ The maid said softly. ‘You had better go before they
come,’
‘Bye Miss.’ He said as he started walking quickly away, his sore bottom smarting
as he walked toward the wood. Wendy stood watching him. Her hand pressed between
her thighs. Suddenly she sank to her knees as she felt a wave of passion course
through her young body. “Oh my god” She thought as she quickly slipped her hand
beneath her skirt and rubbed the palm over her pubis. Wave after wave of
indescribable sexual sensation rippled through her slender frame. Her shoulder
shook as she bent her head forward, her fingers busily brushing back and forth
over her clitoris. The orgasm had taken her completely by surprise. Her penned
up sexual passions suddenly explode within her. She lay back on the blankets her
hand still stroking her fingers over the lips of her vagina. Gradually her
senses returned. She lay back looking up at the tiny white clouds moving slowly
over the bright blue of the sky.

‘Well I think that’s everything.’ Lady Rawlings looked up at the two girls as
they sat in front of her ornate desk.
They were sat in the study, the two girls were looking pleased as she replaced
the receiver of the telephone smiling.
‘I am sure we have done the right thing, I feel better that he’s going to come
to us. I know you will have your play toy, but at the same time we will be
ensuring he has a better future.’
‘Is fostering better than adoption?’ Veronica asked Lady Rawlings, as she leaned
forward putting her elbows on to the desk.
‘Initially yes, it means if the medical centre pass him fit on Monday, he will
be brought straight to us. I have arranged with Jane at the school to supply us
with a governess for the boy. She will arrive the day after you go back from the
holiday. Lady Rawlings closed the file she had in front of her and continued.
‘Don’t you think it was rather clever asking if the orphanage had an older boy
that she could recommend.
Diane laughed, ‘It would be a bit unfortunate if she had recommended someone
else.’
‘Well I was taking your word that he was obedient and polite. However it was
nice that she put forward your Richard Chambers as being of excellent character.
She said that although he was nearly fifteen, she was sure he would be a credit
to us. Don’t forget we have already arranged for the Vietnamese girl to start
work on Monday, if she is as pretty as her photographs I think you will like
her.’
‘I can’t wait.’ Said Diane.
‘You never could.’ Lady Rawlings laughed watching her lovely daughter giggle to
her friend.’ I don’t know what you two get up to at school, but I can guess it’s
not all good.’
‘We don’t get up to much at school, that’s why the holidays are so good.’
Veronica was still smirking at Diane as she spoke.
‘You are so good to us, I really mean it and I am sure that we are doing the
best for the boy.’ Diane looked lovingly at her mother. ‘I am sure there is not
another boy anywhere that has his looks or grace, it seems a shame that he
should spend his life in an orphanage.’
‘Well I am sure he will fit in nicely here, Now hadn’t you two better go and
fetch our maid.’ Lady Rawlings stood and walked around the desk.
The girl smiled up at her mother and thought of what the maid might be doing at
this very moment. She should have finished by now, I gave her detailed
instructions.’ Diane smiled at the recollection.
‘There is nothing like giving someone a taste of power over their fellow
humans.’ Lady Rawlings smiled. ‘It worked wonders for Hitler in his early days.’
Both girls laughed at her, watching her slim body turn and open the door of the
study.

‘Well my daughter will be up to take you in five minutes, so ‘ll say Goodbye. We
shall miss you Richard.’ The matron who had been speaking stood up and shook
Richard by the hand.
They were in matron’s office where Richard had been called to attend earlier in
the week and told he was to be fostered,
‘Not just by anyone, but by Lady Rawlings herself.’ She had told him proudly.
Richard had not know what to think, he had not been unhappy at the orphanage but
was bright enough to realise that his prospects were not good. Most boys joined
the services, several had joined a year ago leaving Richard as the eldest boy.
What clouded his mind was the experience up at the lake. His body had not
recovered from the beating, or his mind from the embarrassment and humiliation.
He had been excited with sexual sensations that he had never thought possible.
His penis stirred beneath the baggy flannel trousers as he thought of the girls
and what they had done to him.
Would history repeat itself, he was sure that it would. He did not think he
could stand another caning, his bottom was still extremely sore. However he had
no choice to make, Matron had not asked him whether he would like to be
fostered, she had simply told him.
Richard awoke from his reverie to find Matron beaming down on him, her broad
features wreathed in smiles. ‘Off you go young man, your car awaits.’ She
laughed as she pushed Richard through the door.
Matron’s daughter was stood in the doorway. ‘I don’t suppose he will be taking a
suitcase” she said as she turned and set off down the corridor. Richard liked
Janet, she had been good to the boy, giving him occasional sweets and cake from
the kitchen. She had turned seventeen years of age a few months ago, and had
started to take driving lessons. She had passed her driving test last week and
had not been out of the car since. Taking Richard to the Medical Centre had been
yet another excuse to use her mother’s car.
‘Thank you for taking me Miss.’ Said Richard as they climbed into the car.
‘I’ve told you, you don’t have to call me Miss, I’m Janet and as you well know
this is another good excuse to get out in the car. Richard enjoyed hearing her
well-bred accent. It was not as well modulated as the girl’s at the lake but it
had a fruity sound as she laughed.
Richard watched her as they drove toward the town, her features were neat and
she had a very pretty mouth, especially when she smiled, showing her brilliant
white teeth.
‘I shall be sorry to see you go, but I am pleased for you, it could not have
happened to a nicer boy.’ She laughed as she said the last words, but she meant
them. Richard had always seemed to be special and looking at him now, as they
parked the car, she could see the boy’s merit.
‘I’ll come in with you, I have a letter to give to them.’ She said as they both
walked up the stone steps of the large modern building. They entered the
building and located the third floor which was sign-posted ‘Medical
Examination’.
They pushed through the swing door into an office. A young Nurse of about twenty
looked up at them as they entered. She was dressed in a stiff white tunic, which
revealed the vee of her breasts. Her shoulder tabs were decorated with blue
epaulettes imprinted with narrow gold stripes.
Janet spoke first. ‘I have brought Richard Chambers from the orphanage he has an
eleven o’clock appointment here.’
‘Ah.. yes, he is to be got ready to go before the committee at two this
afternoon… you will be Matron’s daughter.’ The nurse smiled up at Janet.
‘You have a letter for me?’
Janet handed over the letter to the nurse, who took it and slit open the
envelope with her neatly manicured fingernails.
‘I see,’ she said a couple of times while she read the letter. After a few
moments she looked up and smiled at the boy.
‘If you would come with me Richard.’ She turned to Janet. ‘I won’t keep you
more than a few moments but Matron has requested that you take his clothes back
with you.’
Richard followed the nurse through the grey carpeted office to a white door
situated in the far wall. Richard realised that he had not said goodbye Janet.
They entered a small corridor with doors situated on both sides.
‘In here’ The nurse lead him through the first door into a brightly lit room.
Richard looked around, seeing a row of shiny metal sinks, on which sat rows of
glass jars and containers. In the middle of the room there was a table covered
with padded rubber. To his left were a series of cubicles which were open-ended
the first of these contained a chair. A trolley of instruments stood in front of
the second cubicle, its chromium plated frame holding glass shelves beneath the
stainless steel top.

‘If you would just take off your clothes in there.’ She pointed to the first
cubicle. ‘I will prepare you a jar.’ The nurse moved over to the sinks.
Richard looked up into as he entered the cubicle but could find no curtain to
pull across. Feeling uncomfortable he began to undress. The nurse was still busy
at the sink as he stood in his underpants, the rest of his clothes folded on the
chair beside him.
‘Are you ready yet.’ She said as she turned toward him with a jar in her hand.
‘Ah..’ She looked at the boy ‘You will have to take those off I’m afraid.’
Richard blushed and bent forward, slowly he took off the woollen pants holding
them in front of himself.
The nurse put down the jar and approached him. He timidly looked up to see her
standing before him. The nurse looked amused at his embarrassment. Her smile
made him blush even more. ‘I will see if I can find a bag for these.’ She
reached for the clothes beside him and picked up his boots from the floor. She
placed them on top of the pile and gently pulled the underpants away from the
boy’s grasp. Richard quickly covered himself with his hands. The nurse smiled
down at him, her red lips revealing even white teeth. Her eyes widened in mock
surprise as she looked down on his naked body. “You’re not embarrassed are you
Richard?” He looked down timidly, his hands pressed tightly over his genitals.
‘I think I will have to find you something to do with those hands.’ She turned
and put the clothes down on top of the rubber-covered table and picked up the
glass jar she had been holding earlier. It was large and rounded with a long
straight stem, the lip being about four inches in diameter.
‘Come over here, I want you to give me a urine sample.’ The nurse took hold of
the boy’s shoulder and led him to the centre of the room. She bent on one knee
in front of him. Deliberately she placed her fingers around the boy’s wrist and
gently pulled his hand away from the juncture of his thighs.
‘Take your hands away, there’s a good boy.’ She said softly. Richard was
blushing as he let his hands fall to his sides.
‘Now just stand there, with your legs astride, there that’s the way.’ Richard
nervously stood with his legs apart, his face beginning to turn a brighter red.
The nurse looked up, her brown eyes noting his embarrassment.
‘Don’t be shy, I am not going to hurt you.’ She lifted the glass container up
under his penis, making sure the cold glass touched his testicles. Richard
shuddered as he felt the touch of the container, his scrotum recoiling as she
pressed it against his genitals.
‘Now I just want you to urinate in this, take of hold of it, there that’s it.’
She took his wrist placing his hand on the rim. Richard took hold of the jar
using both hands
.’That’s the way.” She smiled as she reached for his clothes and stood in front
of him.
‘See what you can do, there’s a good boy’. The nurse carried his clothes with
her as she walked into the corridor.
Richard tried to urinate but even the cold of the glass pressed against him did
not help. It was a few moments before he felt the telltale sensations in his
lower stomach. He began to urinate, his bladder disgorging his urine in a rush.
To his horror the door opened and a young nurse walked in bringing Janet with
her. Richard looked at them his face full of anguish, as if to tell they had
made a mistake.
‘Ah I thought we would find him in here.’ The small blonde hair’d nurse turned
to Janet as she spoke. She did not seem in the least concerned at seeing Richard
naked, or the fact that he was urinating helplessly. Richard’s face turned
bright red as both the nurse and Janet turned towards him.
‘He is just having to give his urine sample. ‘The nurse said to Janet, her tone
quite indifferent to the boy’s pleading look.
The epaulettes of the nurse’s starched white tunic bore one gold stripe. Her
shapely legs were firm and tanned, her thighs showed through the flap of her
skirt which finished well above her knees. She wore white shoes, the soles
silent upon the floor as she moved to stand in front of him. Janet looked down
at the jar, noticing how large his young penis was as it lay resting on the
glass rim. She had often wondered how he would look without clothes. She
examined his body, noting his perfect proportions. Richard stood helplessly, his
face suffused in red as he continued to urinate helplessly. She observed the
look of pure terror on his face as he tried to twist his body away from their
gaze.
‘I’m sorry Richard, they didn’t tell me they had started.’ She said softly.
Richard had nearly stopped urinating but could not stop his body giving one
final shudder spilling more urine into the jar. Before he could turn away the
nurse had stooped down and taken the jar. She took hold of his penis, circling
the flesh with her fingers. Deftly she squeezed the last few drops of urine into
the jar. Janet looked down at the boy’s genitals as the nurse gently pulled the
young boy’s penis. She raised her head to look at his face. A flush of pity went
out to him as she observed his acute embarrassment. Richard could not bring
himself to meet her gaze, but lowered his head to avoid eye contact. The nurse
lowered the jar lifting his penis as she took it from between his thighs.
‘Just stay where you are and I will be back in a moment.’ She said to Richard as
she took the jar away from him and placed it on the sink. She attached a label
and wrote Richard’s name on it.
Janet leaned forward and touched Richard’s shoulder. ‘I am so sorry Richard, I
had no idea, please look at me.’ She whispered softly to him as he looked up a
small tear in the corner of his eye. He had pressed his knees together and had
once more covered himself with his hands.
The nurse returned with a small square of gauze. She pushed the boy’s hands away
as she bent on one knee in front of him.
‘I’ll just do this and then we can try and locate his clothes.’ She said to
Janet as she looked over her shoulder. She took hold of the boy’s penis and
squeezed it drawing her hand slowly down to the glans.
Richard watched in horror as her hand encircled him, her delicate fingers cool
on his skin. Through tear-filled eyes, he watched the nurse pull his foreskin
back and gently squeeze the tip of his penis. A small drop of urine escaped on
to the gauze pad.
The nurse stood and turned toward Janet, seemingly unaware of the distress she
had caused the young boy. ‘I think Nurse Carter has probably taken his clothes
to the locker room, shall we go and have a look.’ She waved her hand forward as
she moved toward the door.

Wendy looked at Richard, his hands once more covering his genitals.
‘I shall have to go Richard, I am sorry you were embarrassed. I had no idea you
would be naked or doing that. I really do hope you will be very happy where you
are going. If I am allowed I will come and visit you soon.’
Richard looked up at Janet. Her words were just beginning to make sense to him
through his haze of embarrassment.
‘Th..thankyou Miss, thank you.’ Wendy quickly bent forward and kissed him on the
cheek.
‘Bye.. see you soon.’ She whispered as she turned and followed the young nurse
through the door.*

Richard stood in the middle of the room feeling totally naked and ashamed. His
young body trembling as he stood holding his hands over his groin. He had been
standing there for quite a few minutes before two more young nurses entered the
room. They both had dark hair pinned under pretty caps set back on their heads.
The taller and prettier of the two went to the sinks ignoring the boy as he
stood covering himself. The other nurse, a petite athletic looking girl stood in
front of Richard. Both nurses wore rubber aprons, covering their starched
tunics.
‘We will need a urine sample from you before we start.’ She said meeting the
boy’s eyes.
‘I just..just did..’ Richard stammered as he looked at the nurse before dropping
his gaze to the floor.’
‘It’s here.’ The second nurse walked across from the sinks to stand by his side.
‘I want you to get up on the table, and kneel down on your hands and knee’s, do
you think you can do that for me?’ She spoke kindly to him. ‘I am Nurse Ford.’
The taller nurse spoke again as she placed a hand on his shoulder and turned his
body toward the table.
‘This is Nurse Todd, and your name is Richard is that right.’
Richard nodded as he climbed on to the table. Both nurses watched him as he
kneeled down facing them, his face suffused in red. The taller nurse placed her
hand gently on his shoulders and stroked her fingers down his back and over his
upturned buttocks.
‘Now we are going to give you an enema, I don’t suppose you have had one before
so I will tell you that it doesn’t hurt, so just relax when I tell you, all
right?’
Richard nodded his head numbly. The small blonde nurse had brought an instrument
trolley up to the end of the table. The instrument trolley had four corner
posts, one of which extended to six feet high. On top of the extension hung a
soft plastic container. The oblong bag was about eight inches long and contained
two pints of liquid. The lower end of the bag was moulded into an adapter on
which was attached a long tube, the bottom of which was coiled up on the
trolley’s tabletop. The nurse placed the trolley alongside the table where the
boy was kneeling. Nurse Ford moved behind Richard and placed her hands on his
ankles.
‘Just shuffle back a little bit… there that’s it… and open your knees as
wide as you can.’ She gently held the boy’s ankles as he moved back. She moved
her hands to the inside’s of his knees. ‘Open up a little more… there that’s
it… there’s a good boy.’ She spoke very softly, as one would to a small
child.
Richard felt utterly humiliated as the young nurse parted his legs. He was well
aware that she had plain view of his testicles and penis hanging down between
his widely spread thighs. His buttocks clenched as she stroked her fingers
delicately over his bottom. Nurse Todd looked to her companion and motioned her
head toward the weals, still clearly delineated across the boy’s buttocks. ‘You
have been in the wars, haven’t you.’ She traced her hand across the marks left
by his caning.
‘I didn’t know they caned you so severely at the orphanage.’
Richard felt the now familiar nerves in his stomach begin to churn. He was going
to explain and then thought better of it. “Yes miss.”
He replied his voice a hoarse whisper. The nurse took a pair of thin plastic
gloves from the trolley and slipped them on to her pretty hands.
‘Now I am just going to lubricate your bottom for a few moments, so just breathe
deeply and try and let yourself relax.’
She took a tube from the trolley and squeezed some of the contents on to her
index finger. Richard felt her cool fingers part his bottom. He flinched as the
cold lubricant touched his sphincter. The nurse gently rubbed her finger up and
down over his the small opening. The fingers of her other hand pulling the cheek
of his bottom to the side. She probed gently, feeling his bottom squirm under
her hand as she rubbed over the tightly puckered sphincter.
‘Now just breathe deeply, in and out, in and out.’ Her words set up a rhythm for
the boy to copy.

‘There that’s the way.’ She said, as her finger became bolder, probing more
urgently at the puckered star of the sphincter.
‘Oooh… ooh.’ Richard gasped as her finger slid neatly up into his anus.
‘Just breath deeply, there’s a good boy.’ She probed delicately in and out of
the boy’s anal passage.
‘I’m afraid you’re a little tight, just try and relax your bottom a little
more.’ Richard tried to relax his buttocks, but could not, his bottom tightened
as her finger pushed up into him. He did not see the other nurse stand behind
him. She held a long chromium nozzle with a rubber tube attached to it. The
nozzle had a smooth flange half way down the stem. The flange was about an inch
and a half in diameter tapering back to a thinner section. A soft rubber ring
encompassed the end of the adapter to which the tube was attached. She held it
behind her as Nurse Ford increased the penetration of her finger into the boy’s
anus.