The curious experiment

1874 – 4th of march – London, Highbaker street

A monday like every other one, getting up early and preparing onesself for the hard day to come. its was becoming a routine for Sarah and at 18 she didn’t even notice anymore.
She got out of bed to the call of her mother telling her its time for school, walking dazzely to the washing room and seeing a bucket of warm water ready for her.
she took of her nightgown and sat down on the chair that was conviently placed next to the bucket.
slowly she started washing herself with a washing towel that she weted in the warm water.
Her Teenage Breasts were already fully grown in a 34B , she softly washed them with a what would seem like a smile coming from proudness.
Sarah moved down her belly and came to her groin, she softly washed her vagina, feeling her pussy being brushed by the hot cloth made her excited.
her breathing intensified when she put a piece of the cloth around her index finger and slowly pushed it inside of her thight snatch.
Feeling her pussy up and down its canal made it wetter then the towel could ever make it.
She slowed down when she remembered she had to get dressed to get to school intime, there would be more time for playing when she got back.

She stood up and put one foot on the chair, she bent forward and dressed one of the pair of white nylon stockings,
she loved the soft feel of it on her legs and how it left some skin to show.
afther dressing the other one she put on her little white panties, it showed how frame and little she was, weighing only 95 pounds and standing at 5 feet 2 she was still but a child
and most people thought her younger then she was.
She put on her little corset and dress that didn’t cover up al the flesh of her legs. she went on to putting on her black flat shoes often mistaken for being balerinas.
Putting her brown hair into two cute little pony tails finished her dressing routine and she went downstairs.

Comming into the kitchen her mother was washing the morning dishes,
“Good morning pumpkin” her mother said ” did you sleep well ?”
“hello mom, not realy, I had some nightmares but I’m ok.” she said with a faint reasuring smile on her face.
Her mother walked over to her and whispered to her ” don’t you worry about those dreams pumpkin , they are mearly dreams and nothing more,
here drink your milk and you get going to school , don’t want you to be late now do we”
“yes mommy, thank you” she smiled brightly in the morning sun shining through window, life was good for the hemmingberg Family,
Sarah’s father was an accountant and thus they could afford some luxury and sending their dear Sarah to school.

Sarah left her home , the day was still young and light was but a shimer in the distant horizon, a fog hanged low over the cobled streets of Highbaker street as she went her way to school.
Strangly the street was empty and the only sound was the constant rhitmic beat of her small shoes hitting the cobles ‘tak..tak..tak..tak’.
when she was halfway to her destination, the fog seemed to thicken around her, altough it seemed that she was still alone in the street she felt a presence around her, as if she was being followed and watched.
the fog dissipated and she came into an alley she hadn’t gone into before, “how did I get here?” she thought out loud, it seemed that she got lost in the fog.
Thinking nothing of it, she went through the alleway believing that the other end of the path, might be more clear to see and she could find her way to school from there.

Stepping through the shadow filled allyway she felt uncomfortable, was it the fog that made her a bit paranoia or was there trully something with her?
Sarah quickened her step as she started to hear a faint shuffling behind her, she followed the alleyway and took a sharp left turn, almost running into a high brick wall.
The alley seemed to have a Dead end and she would have to retrace her steps to get out of it.
She wanted to turn around but at the exact same moment, her whole world turned black, as she screamed.
“Got Ya now little missy!” a hard and foul voice said behind her.
She couldn’t see a thing but felt that she was put in what seemed like a big bag.
Franticaly she tried to find an opening in it, but it was to no avail.
“the m-masters are going to be p-p-pleased with you, yes yes they will, hehehe”
Sarah screamed for her parents to come help her, but they couldn’t hear her, no one could.
The last thing she remembered was being draged across the cobbled street when she fainted of the experience.

Sarah felt groggy, she opend her eyes and couldn’t see straight, with the bright light in the room , she tried to move but couldn’t for some reason.
Her sight regained its potencie and she looked around, she was in a bright lit room with lots of gears and clockworks running,
she could hear a constant pumping sound reverberating in the room, the ‘whoosh’ sounds of steam being released in the room scarred her a bit, the room was warm and humid because of it.
She looked at what was holding her down, it was then that she noticed she was naked expect for her cute little schoolgirl stockings and her black flat shoes,
she was held in place on somekind of table, she was postioned in an ‘Y’ shape with her arms behind her head. thick copper rings held her wrists in place as well as her ankles.
“Where Am I ! Why am I undressed!? Let me out of here!! please mister! I just want to go home to my mommy!”
the childs words reverberated in the room, but no immediate responce came.
untill a smal metal arm protruded from the ceiling coming down to about her height on the heightened table she was strapped too.