In an alternative past, where modern technology exists with Victorian values, Mina Trelawney is caught between demure social convention and the desire to live her life to her full sexual and personal potential. When her parents are murdered by a madman who plans to rule the country, Mina finds her potential stretched to the limit as she battles the chilling schemes and philosophy of Baron von Vesey.
In the fight to the death, who will live to create the future? Will Mina’s individuality or the baron’s desire for mass conformity and oppression triumph? And what role does the mysterious alliance play in the baron’s life?
Victorian innovation wedded to high technology. Diabolical masterminds, derring-do and sexual experimentation combine in a new type of adventure: Steampunk Erotica.
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Steampunk Erotica
Copyright © 2010 Ora Le Brocq
ISBN: 978-1-55487-575-7
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Steampunk Erotica
By
Ora Le Brocq
Chapter One
“Come on, Mina, take them off!” urged Sofia Grosvenor, Mina’s best friend at Madame Pomfage’s Academy for Young Ladies.
A chorus of agreement went around the dorm from the other members.
Mina grinned as she lay back on her bed, her fingers brushing tantalisingly over her silk underwear. Mina Trelawney was eighteen, on the verge of leaving the Academy, and was quite stunningly beautiful. Her hair was dark and luxurious, her lips red and full and her eyes were so dark as to be almost black. Her figure was tall and well proportioned, with a bust that made her the envy and the attention of the rest of the dormitory of eighteen-year-old girls.
Mina settled back into a more comfortable position and spread her legs a little so her long skirt fell back over her thighs, revealing her stocking tops and dark-haired pussy that strained against her silk underwear.
The rest of the dorm took a collective breath at the sight. They all adored Mina intensely for her fun, intelligence and fresh-faced beauty. All had yearned for a little time with her but few had been accorded the pleasure, but now, on the eve of her departure from the school, Mina was going to give them all a little time.
“Now, what ever do you mean?” drawled Mina, looking around at the excited faces and fluttering her eyes.
“Please, Mina!” protested a chorus of voices. “You know what we mean!”
Mina grinned again, stretched herself and then murmured, “Oh, dear, we haven’t fixed the rules yet or even the security system.”
A chorus of disappointed groans went round. They knew that they should disable the computerised system that monitored the school, but none wanted to break the mood that Mina had created.
Mina smiled, slipped off the bed and made her way toward the huge computer terminal that stood by the entrance to the dormitory. It took a second or two for the eager onlookers to realise that Mina had left her school skirt behind on the bed. They goggled as Mina walked toward the computer, her long legs encased in the finest silk stockings that money could buy.
Mina ran her hands over the dials, levers and switches of the computer. The machine was the latest model, running purely off electrostatic power that was fed into the academy by a series of huge generators, all provided by Mina’s father who sold it to the school at a discounted rate. He had helped fund the school when it had been established just three years earlier in 1885 and it had proved popular with those who wished their daughters to be educated in the latest technologies and sciences. As such, the number of students at the school at any given time was rather small.
Mina’s fingers became a blur as she twisted dials, depressed levers on the beautiful, ornate control panel and typed in override commands on the small brass keyboard. All of Trelawney’s technology was as beautiful as it was useful and Mina, having grown up with the prototypes, was fully conversant with the entire system.
In just a few seconds, Mina had bypassed the security so that the system was showing that all was well. Anyone glancing at the control board in the teachers’ room would be unable to see that the door to the dormitory was now closed and secure. The girls were locked in and no one could disturb them.
“That’s better,” smiled Mina and turned to look at the amazed faces of her friends. None had guessed at the extensive computer knowledge that lurked beneath her striking face.
“How did you do that?” gasped one the girls.
“Oh,” pouted Mina, “I see you’ve forgotten all about me, and you want a lecture on computing instead. Perhaps I have to regain your attention?” Mina slipped her white blouse off, let it fall to the floor and stood before the rest of the dormitory in her underwear.
The girls gasped again, astonished at Mina’s splendid physical beauty. Although they were all eighteen, they had all led very secluded lives in which erotica and exotica had been denied them as forbidden fruit, thus making erotica and exotica intensely more desirable. In this hothouse environment, the slightest hint of sexual pleasure could have a momentous result.
Mina smiled at the effect she was having, skipped back the bed and stretched herself out on it. “Now, where were we? Oh, yes, the rules.” Mina’s lips twisted in mischievous pleasure. “There’s only one. Don’t orgasm.”
“Don’t orgasm?” echoed one of the girls.
“That’s right,” grinned Mina. “If you do, you’re out. The last one standing, so to speak, wins.”
“And what does she win?”
“Me,” replied Mina simply. Several gasps of pleasure went round the room as Mina lay on her back and passed her hands down over her body, accentuating her astonishing symmetry and curves. Mina breathed deeply, obviously enjoying the feel of her soft hands as they passed down over her stomach and then back up to cup her breasts, pushing her cleavage up and tweaking her nipples through the semi-transparent material of her corset.
From the left side of the room, one of the girls gasped and squirmed but couldn’t contain herself as she watched Mina’s slow, sensual movements and a wet patch broke through her panties and skirt.
“Andrea’s out!” squealed the others in delight, though they only spared her a glance as they gazed in fascination at Mina.
Mina smiled again, but now the smile was of personal pleasure as her finger slipped down into her silk underwear and lightly brushed her vulva. The soft silk of her panties rustled in and out as though Mina were breathing through her labia, a hypnotic, sensual rhythm that made the girls in the dorm gape in amazement. One gasped as she lost control and she flushed in pleasure before flushing in disappointment that she had lost.
Mina’s breathing became higher and more laboured as her finger probed around her pussy, her fingers making her panties slip first one way and then the other, revealing a quick flash of soft, dark hair and tender pink skin.
The girls craned to see, growing ever more excited at the forbidden pleasures afforded them and mews of repressed joy began to sound around the dorm as the girls squirmed in an effort not to give in to the enchantment Mina was creating.
Finally, in response to the silent entreaties of the rest of the room, Mina slipped her finger up inside her dark, warm cavern. She gasped in delight as she ejaculated, causing a dark stain to spread out on her panties and three of the girls shuddered as they broke down and gave in to their hunger, their bodies jerking with pleasure, the joy tempered by the realisation that they, too, were out of the game.
Mina gasped in enjoyment as her fingers began to work her clitoris and pussy with harder, larger movements. Her fingers became a blur as they rubbed and probed and more pussy juice gushed out in ever-increasing spurts as Mina grew more excited, as did the rest of the dormitory. It was only a matter of time before her panties, saturated with her essence, ripped in two, the thin, sodden material tearing aside like a cobweb.
The sudden appearance of Mina’s pussy, open and gaping to the room, staining the bedclothes with pussy juice as it gushed and sprayed in delight, was too much for the other girls. One by one, no matter how hard they tried, no matter how hard they squirmed and kept their legs tightly together, they, too, ejaculated as they climaxed in pleasure and heightened sensual arousal. A series of cries and moans went around the room as Mina relaxed, slowing her movements but still enjoying the deep pleasure she was giving herself.
Finally, she opened her eyes, looked around at the sweating, dishevelled girls and saw that only Sophie, her best and most intimate friend, had managed to survive. Mina looked at her, her dark eyes boring through Sophie’s light blue trembling gaze, and Sophie finally cracked at the wanton pleasure and promise in Mina’s face and ejaculated wildly.