A Curious Contraption

By J. K. Spenser

When a young Irishman arrives in gaslamp Liverpool during the 19th century looking for work, he finds more than he bargained for.

 

Out of work amid the Great Famine, Ian Flynn leaves Ireland and travels to England seeking employment. He arrives in Liverpool, broke, hungry, and without a place to live. But when he answers an advertisement seeking an apprenticeship to a metalworker, his luck takes a turn for the better.

Ian's new employer, Sophie Cooke, is a beautiful and most curious young woman for her time. She owns property and a business inherited from her father. Sophie also refuses to fit into the patriarchal social mold crafted by men, where men govern and treat women as second-class citizens. Sophie not only gives Ian the apprenticeship but also rents him a room in her home.

 

As his first metalworking job, Sophie tasks Ian with making a curious contraption, an oddly shaped silver cylinder with a rounded nose. He assumes the tubes are containers, but can't determine for what.

 

Things get curiouser and curiouser when Sophie reveals male chastity is the purpose of the odd gadgets. Unable to deny her, Ian must pay the minor price of his male liberty in return for Sophie's generosity when she asks him to wear the tube in the interest of research. He finds himself in chastity and gratefully performing acts he would never have imagined.

 

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Sage Knight Press Ltd
• Release date: Jan 3, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393145097

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J K Spenser

A Curious Contraption

A Steampunk Chastity Story

First published by Sage Knight Press LLC 2021

Copyright © 2021 by J K Spenser

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Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

About the Author

Chapter 1

Chapter Separator

Last night I dreamt I was with Sophie again. So I suppose you want to ask me who Sophie is. But I don’t feel like going into it if you want to know the truth. Besides, I will not tell you my whole life story or anything.

What I want to tell you about is the day I arrived in Liverpool from Connaught. Ireland had been without hope for years. A blight struck and spread rapidly throughout the country, and by 1845 the crops failed. The infestation ruined up to one-half of the potato crop that year, and about three-quarters of the crop over the next seven. And so began the Great Hunger.

With no job for me and just another mouth to feed for my ma and da, I set my mind on traveling to England to find work. At the tender age of nineteen with little education and only a handful of shillings in my pocket, I crossed the Irish Sea by steamship. At Holyhead, I used the last of my money to pay the third-class fare on the steam train to Liverpool.

After stepping off the train onto the platform at the Liverpool station, I trudged with the small valise containing my meager possessions to the city centre. There I found a bill posted: Wanted. A lad about eighteen years of age as an apprentice to a metalman. It gave the address at the end. The third bloke I stopped on the street was kind enough to provide me with directions to the address.

It was around two in the afternoon when I found the address. I opened the large wooden door and went inside the building. There was nothing like an office to be seen, only an open room filled with steam-powered machinery and a small forge with bellows.

A go by the ground bloke with his back to me was beating a piece of metal with a hammer on a wide anvil. I walked over to him, stopping a few feet away.

Oi, I’m here to enquire about the apprenticeship, I said.

The bloke turned toward me. When he tipped his cap up and lifted his goggles, to my amazement, he wasn’t a bloke at all. Instead, I looked at a lovely fair-haired lass of about twenty. Putting her hands on her narrow hips, she looked me up and down. I pulled off my cap quick smart.

Beg your pardon, Miss, I said. I saw a flyer in town advertising an apprenticeship. Would you kindly direct me to the proprietor, please?

You’re looking at her, the woman said. Have you any experience in metalwork?

No, Miss, I said. "But I’ve got