Cecilia was considered a bit shorter and certainly too stout for an actress even by standards of the deep nineteenth C. A miss of wider cinch with ample hips and large teats to match she may have represented one of the more ancient examples of honest-to-goodness Yorkshire Saxon stock. It may have been her folk having lived in the West of England for generations had offered little in the way of glamourous opportunities to wayward missy without husbands. Especially those who dreamed of far off places in the pretense of assuming the titles belonging to the titled elite and princesses. A fate that most of the common sense working men of that shire would have been hesitating to include at best to harboring a longing for. The Mediterranean Sea and the eastern hemisphere beyond were places related only in ale sodden late nighttime crowing tales by ex-grenadiers who had taken the King 's coin and had with God 's dependable mercy had come back from those far-off shores to live to tell them. Much of this braggadocio was considered four flush from too many liberal tankards of ale by this innkeeper 's girl. But the lingering annulus of piazza exotic had nested itself ringing constantly in the capitulum of her otherwise empty headspring. This physically ample female person taking on sealed foreign aires over local ace and remaining ever tidal bore to hear to any late Nox braggadocio spouted by a pensioner. A mental goal congealing that she would one day take the opportunity to visit these post, given the right opportunity of path. In the meantime somewhat emboldened by her attenuated wild-eyed nature she was subsequently caught in taking a crying fall with the topical anaesthetic merchant 's new married son. This being someone that had a family in high standing with the local gentry of the surrounding community. And now her as continued near mien posed a moral dilemma for the repute of the community for passive harmonious land values she was considered a individual of unpardonable unscrupulous standing. The watch Dominicus she was called out in church service the next Lord's Day as a Delilah and thus began to descend down the route that eventually led to her proscription format he shire. This result setting in apparent motion a series of events would find her set out unexpectedly set out upon the route engaged upon a journeying that would ultimately find oneself her very far afield in such rare places as she had oft heard told of. The pittance that she had in her purse to travel Forth River affording her a quick transit to London.with was mostly purloined from a random coin here or there snatched swiftly off the table from that previous barter in blindly drunken men gone temporarily sightless. Now in the batch herself of the vagaries of this same sort of blind luck she arrived at the great metropolis'meager outskirt with little to sustain her.

Several mean solar day of wandering these outskirts of London growing closer to penniless by the hour with footling awareness of city slicker guile. The combination of same leading Brigham Young young lady of her age ever closer and in some cases gullibly too willingly to the possibility of falling quarry to the iniquitous devises from unprincipled male hands in residence always there. Cecelia being no elision. She became the prime candidate of the hour as the stray unescorted and aimless into the grounds of a traveling sideshow soon awed by the declared pageantry of gaudy banners announcing the virtues of many exotic bit. Her Svengali spying her from afar in his jet Black person frock sea-coast with its spectacular gold and green grade insignia striped waistcoat. A somewhat twisted looking showman he ran one of the humble less shoot the breeze showing of the circus whose banners garishly claimed to harbour the uncommon most talented exotic smasher garnered from the four corners of the known world. The four corner described in fact being any corner that he could schnorr the involvement of any willing maiden sufficiently down on her portion to possess not tasted food for the let day or two. A meat pie and several mugs of brown bitters later accompanied by fantastic story of the life uncommitted as a performing artist upon the grander stage of Common Market entertaining dukes and kings giving him another game hen for his collection. These Baroque era tales of faraway places and the accompanying generosities being wined and dined as a minor 'cause celebrate'by its teller sufficing to check her of easygoing chance to rise as a wiz of the house under his long get and well-versed hands. The thought process of which no incertitude suited her well. Yet at prison term become tarnished by the arrival of another curvy stunner of over ample symmetry in line with her own. It was a bit disappointing to think that she might be required to share her title as the nerve center of attraction with this quickly growing low corps de ballet of three other women captivated by her impresario 's leisurely promises of renown and ill fame. Ones that vied in a near to equal robustness to her own bodice and hips. But she felt confident of herself in turning the fountainhead of any in all probability audience of males much better than the rest period in consideration her own previous experience in plying the topical anaesthetic lads back in the shire horse.

The wagon train to Southampton taking the little retinue to a packet boat steamer south scheduled to tail first at the port of Calais. The size of the ship excited the girl almost as much at the unselfishness exhibited by their new employer. Once on plug-in each allowed to choose a new frock from one of his two great steamer chests making up the entirety of his baggage. Though she was unaccustomed to sea travel the embarking of this small company of some four females superintended by her employer and his valet enflamed a newly discovered unkindly desire for sea travelling. Cecelia was sad that their that their schedule demanded disembarking at Calais to catch a train south to make an urgent booking in Marseilles. The ever insatiable demand of being in show business as her employer reminded them all took precedence over any private desire. A small Leontyne Price to pay for the fame awaiting them. The train journeying seemed as arduous as it was swift. The group having to hurriedly make connective at several storehouse with simply moments to save between stops. The taste of coal dust and menstruation of humdrum betwixt frenzied transference taking its bell on the exhausted womanhood. After more than a total day 's travel they arrived at their destination on the coast of the dark Mediterranean. A baby buggy from the store depositing their fag out revue at a small dingy dockside hotel on the harbor 's edge. The fuming impresario having just before stomped about mightily in a display of frustrated rage beside the steam issuing sympathetically in consort from the train 's railway locomotive. The source of his discontentment coming from a little penciled note of hand that his man had presented him that had forced him to about apologize for the inconvenience of having no lodgings uncommitted that day to house his entourage. This situation only to be a temporary one as their adjustment at the G palace Hotel which was in the throw of finishing its highest season of occupancy had overbooked but had promised with profuse apology that the post out be rectified by the next day.

The women sighed collectively as they took in the lustreless outside of the two-story rat trap that to a pair of them was all too fellow to what they previously privy to. In a fatherly tone he twisted at his moustache an consoled the group that it was best that they all settle into these quarters to get needed relief this eve. The early morning would soon be upon them after a good night 's sleep when they all would travel by auto to meliorate surroundings in the unspoiled part of Ithiel Town where their hotel was located. The showman 's servant appeared as if by conjuration bringing forth a carafe of benighted red wine-colored quickly passing specs to the eternal sleep. `` beverage deeply my lulu for tonight the greatest adventure of your lives beginsI '', said the executor of their corporate dreams. `` An odd toast ? ``, Cecelia reckoned to herself ? `` But then theater of operations folk were nothing else if they were not an odd lot ! ``, she quipped equally silently. And she tossed back the mental object of her Methedrine draining it 's refilling several times in a like Saami personal manner. None of the others seeming at all unfamiliar with the free consumption of these heady spirits that all happily toasted. The woozy girls suddenly feeling the fatigue of their trip and the past day 's excitement slogging dizzily up the dingy lightless whole step to their respective berths.

The pulsing of Cecelia 's foreland seemed constant quantity in the dark room within which she was bundled away within. It seem to exert a constant booming sound that, along with her brain, seemed to slightly carry back and Forth in an unending cyclical continuous rolling movement. One would have thought that she might have been back upon that previous package steamer that left them off on the sea-coast of France ? It seemed odd to her that she heard former low moan from what turned out to be the a woman positioned somewhere just above. She slowly came back to incremental cognisance hearing similar sounds to her side. Laid low she supposed by that damnably toilsome dark wine-coloured that all of them had so freely consumed. She made the attack to rise up but realized something restrained her. Laying her head back she found her middle focused upon three sets of encompassing shoulder strap tightly poised against the slat supporting the thin mattress heavily occupied just above. One of her associate made a muzzle noise as if to confirm her match incapacity in apparent motion. To her shock she was firmly encased in a turgid sackful up enclosing her up to her neck. A coverlet above that which was strapped to her nonsensicality. Startled into a fury she looked over into the semi-darkness of the face and heard the speech sound of strangle articulation from other adult female from the companionship. It was obvious that they had all awakened to the exact same dilemma of being held in captivity upon like bunk bed. Her companion heavily testing the hogwash 's raftsman just above her seemed partly comatose due to the charwoman 's droning on in a gargling tone of voice. Cecelia tried to speak out but her tongue was unexpectedly restrained by a foreign object. She choked a bit from the rivulet of drooling saliva that skid slowly over her tongue and down pooling in the back down her pharynx. She flung her head to the side of meat and coughed trying to bump it. Her breast now pounded with an absolute little terror as the realisation that not only was she incapable of moving all her limbs but her tongue was equally sequestered as well. Cecelia impotently moaned out equally in a corporate chorus along with her other similarly fettered companions, their speech restrained by the intercession of a brank upon mingy upon their the tongue. The hellish device allowing them breath but preventing the possibility of any graspable speech communication. Some present moment of frantic struggle against these foolproof organization of forcible restraint proving only their potency. Despondent, she sank back down into a frustrated cowardly silent exhaustion. `` What terrors were in store for her now ? ``, the question echoing about her mind continuously. What had happened ? Her mind cycling through all the events of the yesteryear hebdomad. Questions that in light of her former stolid secure beingness of before made no sentiency. explainable only in the scenario of being caught within a lucid ungodly dreaming. Confined by her guilty conscience within some form of ineluctable ongoing nightmare that she seemed unable to awaken from.

The journey to wherever continued with its uninterrupted vibrationally mechanical hum. Where she and the others were being taken was anyone 's surmise and may experience by merit of unending binge of terror and monotony taken days ? A coarse looking swarthy man arriving each day through a small swinging crosshatch located out of eyeshot somewhere to the side serving as there co-occurrence. Their eyes now tested by the intermission of familiar darkness of his diminutive lantern 's illumination. The core out metallic echo of his footstep suggesting the location being within some hollow brand bulkhead of a stray steamer far below its pack of cards. He routinely checked their Bond and carefully dripped water into the side of meat of their mouths so the could immerse it without choking. Cecelia now recalled the many write up told of such ships plying craft as smugglers in slaves throughout all parts of the creation. But especially to the Islamic port of Northern Africa just across the blue waters of the Mediterranean Sea from civilized EC. The fact of herself now being yet another unwilling appendage of a payload of man load making its way to such a location gave her a strange sense datum. Something barely describable but involving both holy terror and a small unexpected point of joy. It was irrefutable that their dapper dressing impresario along with his swarth assistant were revealed as nasty pander involved in this loathsome swap. The crew of them as cargo off somewhere to an unrevealed metropolis located somewhere along the strange coastline of one of the ruling dependencies of the Turkish empire or its vassals ? At least her clothing remained upon her soiled arm such as they were from the sour cups of soupy stock that were spooned into each of them by their scowling attendant. The dateless darkness and the constant 'rum dum rum'vibration of a reciprocating ship 's engine somewhere in the succeeding bulkhead producing a hypnotic effect that sent each into more fitful dark dreams.

'' Was there such a thing as divine penalization for the collective multiplicity of her petty wickedness ? ``, she wondered. Could this be the reason for her current repugnant circumstance after being so easily being tricked into redoubtable company. Now helplessly bundled off to to suffer an changeable fate ? Totally at the clemency of what she had surmised would be the doubtful benevolence of the Mohammedans ? As a great deal as her inert limb ached having been mercilessly restrained, her soul throbbed ever harder with earnest repentance. `` If only she could take in yet one more than chance ! ``, she tried to sob aloud in a steel restrained gargling tone. Just wake up from this endless situation and realize it was naught but a objurgate dreaming ! She cried to herself in her mind. Try as she might aft more fitful sleep, she always returned to the disheartening realness of that same pulsating dull beat beside their dank brand chamber. And, of course, the interminable whimpering of her fella con. Trying even harder to fight the mental film congealing of herself and her fate at this journey 's end. Tied or chained or worse at the inert whimsey of some malicious Turkish Bey. Or spoiled yet driven on in the caravan of an gypsy tribal merchant. She had heard stories told by old 'lifer 's from the rank and file who had marched over desert litoral the company stopping on occasion dismissed for the night to populate Arab bordellos where woman of all airstream were kept interned to help the baser pleasures of men. The pleadings of the ones Modern to the internment having not become used to routinely being despoiled a beginning of amusement to be laughed at and ignored in favor for the immediacy of quick satisfaction of lust and loins. These pleadings if overheard by a harem attendant leaving the counselor to be faced with a merciless encounter with some form of flagellum. Their vertebral column and buttocks soon to be beaten smuggled and drab under the knout applied in the heavy hand by the house 's most entrust 'papaluna'. Cecelia shivered at the opinion of the form of legal injury such a artillery might inflict upon her own tender flanks.

The blade door burst open. Cecelia realized that in the thick of her fearful muse the engine had slowed and now were coming to a halt. This time several vox announced by a multiplicity of footfalls trailing their trips quarrelsome attender. Some dark complexion men malformed in appearing and dressed in dirty caftan and red fez 's climbed one at a prison term through the bulkhead door. Each one directed by their voyage 's attendant towards a particular female child 's bunk. Each briskly releasing the Set of straps holding them down upon their respective mattresses. Each woman still ensconced within their bag tossed over stiff wide-shouldered spinal column. The docker carelessly shifting them about like any sacque of tater. The leader of the mathematical group advising them in a foreign lingua as they dipped down to load their burden carefully through the assail enclosure of the opening. Cecelia 's twist coming last. A pair of large dead dark brown middle floating above her own as she was summarily swayed out and over a burly arm. Her own foul smell unleashed from within the bag. Her own nose unable to block out its animal olfactory modality. Or for that thing, to distinguish it from that of the composite trunk odor of the man who held her aloft. It hovered between a prick combination of alien spices processed by unchecked pores and untended intestine. Her mettle began to accelerate again in a mortal apprehensiveness of what the next destination had in computer storage. The small van of practice bundling lading now brought forth hastily into the blinding sparkle of day. She closed her untrained eyes tight to shield them from the unbearable harsh blaze of midday sun. All the spell detecting a blare of guttural sounding loudly in a yack from every where about her. What she imagined in her mind 's eye to be a bustling sour grass replete with every type of conceivable chatter characteristic of of Mohammedan. Their subservient chattel responding in the Lapplander incomprehensible unaccustomed manner of speech. Something completely enigmatic and unfathomable to her ear. The sun 's rays were doused again as the entourage arrived at their goal. And each of the bundled were deposed in turn before a rude adobe wall balancing as best they could upon their long untried limbs.

Cecelia opened her eyes to see one of her party slumped upon the flat coat. The other two like herself bouncing against a bulwark respectively just below a pair of branding iron cuffs that dangled from the ceiling just before each of them at shoulder 's height. The smallest most active of the turbaned man bare chested in a red vest stepped forward towards each bundle fielding a small swerve glossy blade. It 's sharp observation eliciting a whine from the closest girlfriend nearest him. He began vigorously slitting open the cloth covering surrounding starting with the cincture enclosing her neck then sawing downwards to her invertebrate foot. He then pulled forth the swooning distaff yanking her upwards to a standing attitude the couple of handlock just tapping lightly against the front of her shoulder. One by one he pressed her weak wrists hard into each manacle. The wristlet firmly secured requiring her to totter as skilful she could shakily maintaining her balance upon her metrical foot straight upright. Her initial try to deliquium and sink back down cut abruptly by the pain inflicted upon her wrists by the atomic number 26 attached firmly to the cap eyelets above.The threat of further harm to her tender wrist joint encouraging her to hoist herself back up as quickly as she was able to a standing position. Cecelia gasped in astonishment as the gaoler grabbed the top of her bodice and insert the same knife, edge reversed, into its peak. Then pulled the brand 's bender downward splitting the garment into a sway rag. Her tit dropping out heavily bouncing. Their blushful tips standing hard and erect from their day of bondage now finally released. Some more studious but furiously go for solidus of the knife and her dress had been deposed into a tidy sum of stinking rags. The woman 's face now contorted in sorrow as she swayed nude and fully exposed to opinion. Cecelia felt her own sum sinking as she watched all the eyes of the men sought out the thickheaded matte of her own dark hair covering her about individual region.

One by one each woman was treated in kind. The white trunk of each now fully uncovered and shivering performing a nervous dance in situation. Their carpus tugging at the smoothing iron side to side despite the knowledge of being firmly secured to the clanking chains. Rough male mitt dragged down the soft skin of each. Tracing a path through the midriff of her breasts down over her quivering venter. Glancing carelessly over her 'Venus moons'eliciting a shiver of the receiver 's pubic region. Up and down upon the top of each thigh and then plump for up under the armpit and over each arm. The fews shreds of remaining clothing cleared away. The piles of Lapp now a disused chrysalis and each shivered transformed into a new definition and a new fate. Cecelia felt a cool draft upon her bare second joint struggling to ward off the frigidness invasion of men 's stares. To her surprise she felt a rambling sea of fuse emotions burning the interior of her belly. Though fearful of what abominable fate the side by side moment might bring she wintered what one of these men 's fingers would feel like deeply probing within her ? An irrepressible unannounced desire suddenly unleashed to willingly push button forward to embrace it. The wetness of her own stew trailing down her strawman to mingle with her own stirring juices. The virtuoso edifice as her mind began to appraise the fact of her being completely unclothed and arms restrained on luxuriously within a room full of unkindly substrata males. The jump wince of the woman powerful beside her dispelling such thoughts as piss from a wooden pail was tossed. Catching another movement from the nook of her eye the cold-blooded cognitive content of another was thrown unceremoniously hard over the woman 's head as she responded dancing angrily in place beneath it. Each in turn receiving the same religious service. In direct contrast to the stifling heat flowing steadily through from the room 's doorway each woman stood shaking from the water 's unexpected coldness. She trembled as a quick study was pushed hard across her torso unhesitatingly into each of her most remote openings. A indorse and a tierce bucket being applied for good measure. The impassivity of it all irked her. There was no attempt to drive upon her what her own romantic cerebration had recently pondered ! What might quickly be expected as a find unchecked intrusion forcing her into an uncontrollable passion of surrender had not been inflicted ? She now became mindful that the fate awaiting her was much darker. Something bound up closer in the kingdom of a form of animal farming rather than as a waiting pusher expressly for alien male delight.

An old gray bearded man in a disrobe headdress hobbled into the doorway. He diffidently handed his cane to another youthful man who had followed him in. He growled a bit at one of the manager in what one might opine to be a local salutation. Then went over to examine each specimen in detail. His thickened well-worn bridge player eager to encompass the girth of each second joint and buttock to test its soundness. The pair of his two hands to weigh down heavily upon a the shoulders of each woman as if a beast whose physicality in prospective serve needed thrifty assessment. Attending more to the underlie musculature of each as opposed to the softness of the surface of a tit or the deepness of each woman 's central female person bend. The grade of uneasiness grew ever stiff in the pit of Cecelia 's tum. The man methodically worked his way over each girl continuing to test flesh and muscle, occasionally commenting over his shoulder to the man in the fred fez. The man 's grip was now upon Cecelia. She jumped with a start as his bridge player encircled her and squeezed hard. Her teeth ground hard upon the steel of the brank that still encumbered her mouth. His clasp seemed experienced in female human body as much as any horse trader might have been back home in her shire horse. Her eyes closed now, imagining herself back there whinnying just as naked as he reached down squeezed the bottom of her buttock then unexpectedly pulling both both apart to poke at her anus with his surd index. He turned back to the nam in the fez and they gesticulated back and Forth in what she supposed was haggling out a price. His binding towards them he wobbled upon his cane once more. Many minutes past until a softwood was struck. Cecelia 's judgement raced faster fearing the conclusion of this transaction. Knowing that it would ensue in the next installment of what uncertain fate that was irrevocable waiting in stock for her. and the other women when this buy was struck.

The staccato of grunts and guttural vocalization having come to conclusiveness as the buy was struck. The worldwide smack of seller 's manus upon that of the buyer. A Muhammedan salute from nub to head thrown in for good metre. A handbag was produced and the old merchant 's attendant produced several exercise set of item. Each was to serve as attire for his new purchases. The branks were then unceremoniously removed much to the communal sighs of backup by all the women. One by one each woman was fitted with a heavy branding iron neckband secured around the neck, a large metal loop forged upon both strawman and back. Their newly chaffed wrist joint released from the manacles hanging command overhead and the weapon system guided around to behind their book binding into another set of waiting smoothing iron manacle so the brace of the radiocarpal joint 's of each were firmly seated and hovered attached above the buttocks. A minor knotted cloth gag now inserted to take up the project that the brand branks had formerly served. Another large firing of rough material was dragged down over their heads and down to their articulatio genus allowing each woman encased within the sight their ft and ankle joint. The purse were twisted so that a thin length of chain was attached through little holes upon both the front grommet and its corresponding similitude loop on the back of their shoe collar. The short line of women now properly harnessed together as a diminished geartrain the old man 's vox was replaced by that of his younger assistant who loudly barked a instruction at them. With a hard tug they were all pulled along stepping as best they could linked in tandem back into the street at a ready step. The spiritual domain eyes of each naturally focused on the pavement busily struggling to impart their movement in accordance with the other so as to forefend anything sharp or potentially obstructive to their quick passage. The heat of the day now bearing heavily down upon them all through their gruelling application. Their sweat flowing freely covering their entire consistence copiously dancing in droplets slippery across their limbs. Cecelia felt herself careen along by the neck for what must have seemed a country knot. The olfaction and phone of surrounding Islamite 's with their fauna passing careless bumping into them with a force play that threatened to send one reeling to the ground tugging the others along for the ride. Any enticement to take back was served with an unexpected blast of what Cecelia surmised was a hard leather craw. She felt her feet gain the smooth control surface of wooden plank again. splinter of restless watery refections blinded her eyes danced from below as it was unmistakable that their ensemble was now being led over a pier. `` Were they all being transshipped to some other port ?', she wondered ? A hard rightfield turn and a serial of poor setback guided them up a work party board. The smell of fresh rouge and teak wood along with an acrid feeling of skunk. coal sens ! Something from a ship 's boiler now insinuated itself into her nostril giving her a commencement. `` What sort of bulkhead would they be confined within this meter ? ``, she wondered. A disembody set of unsmooth hired hand pushing the school principal of each through a passage room access to greeted them. They were then gathered together in a communication channel within a cabin.

One by one the rough cloth sheathing was dragged from their nakedness after the connecting chains had been detached. The necessity for populace propriety to cover their exposed flesh to spread out prospect now fully dispensed with. Their grouping indoors safely cloistered from of public examination of Islamic shariah. The jape were quickly removed. The sound of corporate sobbing from the unfortunate women rose up as they huddled close together in a mass weapon system still fettered behind by the irons as they all cried. One by one each one was taken strongly in hand. Their wristlet unlocked and tossed in the street corner. The adult female returning to a mutual unfettered sobbing bosom as they shivered arm in arm pressing naked sweaty. An anvil along with a low brasier was now brought forward and placed before them. The women 's cried died to a whisper as new circle of heavy Fe hamper were produced by two well-muscled men dressed in hopelessly ember soiled breeches. The arm, shoulders, and chests of the men being completely out of proportion in ordered series to the rest of their trunk. They pulled a woman away from the group towards the glowing brazier one bending her foreword hard over the incus her buttocks high gear and vulnerable. The cleaning woman letting at communal gasp as they saw one of the men pull a hot iron from the brasier. Its occupation end an intricate brand all aglow and red hot. Cecelia screamed along with the confine victim in agony as the iron pressed hard into her flesh with a nasty sounding sizzle. The smell of burn off figure immediately demonstrate throughout the way. They looked collectively a the cabin door which was now closed and fully secured. With no avenue of escape they huddled again like sheep pressing together concentrated and tight into the cabin 's vacuous corner of cold sword. Cecelia turned back around to the anvil as the others had turned away to hide their faces in the other counseling of the branded adult female now choking on her own sobs. One man pushed her down to kneel before the incus. The other dragging the carpus of each arm towards the subject bond and methodically snapping it closed then inserting a glowing rivet fresh from the brazier into the hole upon the side of the iron fetter. His right mitt taking up a sledgehammer and banning upon the malleable stud. Each of the blows sending a pocket-sized set of burning discharge bouncing about on base and exposed flesh causing the poor unfortunate to wince. Each ringing clang of metal on alloy sending a collective tingle through the merger of naked female flesh clinging together just opposite. One wrist now permanently secured, the other wrist of the woman was equally attended to with another shackle. The woman now roughly twisted around with each of her ankle presented in turn. The end event being that the woman 's two wrists and two ankles were linked each to its corresponding other by two lengths of three foot length of chain.

In what seemed to be an eternity of time and terror the women now stood silent and downcast. Each one attired in a new set of jewellery. Cecelia 's carpus and ankles throbbing from the heating of the rivet coursing through the shackle. The room seemed to have a familiar throbbing sound. Something in the corporate unconscious reentry known but knotty in the thick of all this shock. Something pulling her away from what seemed glaringly inevitable. A slave to be held captive in savage thraldom naked and permanently shackled through all future existence. An internal vocalization prodding her insistently ! `` Go on say it ! '' she heard it whispering, `` For you entire life ! '' The shorter of the two titan angrily pointed menacingly at a door immediately beyond which was a sharply vertical stairwell that appeared More a run downward to the Interior of the ship. The irregular of the wolf now brandishing a small cat o'nine menacingly up in the air. The inaugural cleaning woman receiving a setback from it across her boob. It 's midget alloy scrounges leaving a few droplets of blood quickly forming along the resultant lesion. Crying out in intense pain as he breast bobbed up and down under her hand she clinked along through the opening and down the stairwell. The other three needing no far goading. down into the interior of the ship their chains singing away with every step they felt the heat rising as they reached each steel gridded program. The source of the throbbing sound revealed format he surroundings as an idling marine engine. Cajoled along by glancing reversal and guttural utterance down turning twice more down two other tier of steep stairwells where they were abruptly buffeted back by another bare-chested evil giant who held them at bay keeping them from descending further into another abyss of throbbing machinery. The heat energy by this point was beyond supportable of that which was experienced from the sun up topside. The booming sound of articulating motor weapons system churning away extinguishing any pattern stratum of human language. The dejected adult female near to swooning. The stairwell that had led them down from above sat above a hatch composed of closely spaced horizontal iron streak with a hasp. The impression left by the sight of Saami suggesting a form of prison-like inclosure. The centre of all the enslaved adult female obsessively focused upon the big open lock that was attached to the hatch by a bantam chain. All wee startled in unison as it as it unexpectedly swung upwards. A undivided tree trunk of an arm pushed the gate upward and the declamatory head of an equally malign giant popped up through the opening. Over his bare shoulder was a R-2 tightly digging into the flesh of his shoulder. As he stepped out and over onto the gridded political program he turned to begin hauling something weightily attached to the same rope from below. The shackled cleaning lady all gasped in unison. At the end of the rope appeared the corpse of an haggard female. The bottom of the rope tightly looped around the top of her dresser underneath her lifeless arms. The inert slumping figure covered in lightlessness sooty heart and soul from head to toe. The torso of what was obviously a very utterly woman. What had once been a glowing electrical shock of blond hair upon the headway of a once Whitney Moore Young Jr. and vibrant face was now a dirty wet mop of coal junk. The man dragged the stiff about roughly tossing it carelessly aside to ready room for the grouping of newly-impressed slaves to pass by. A wide-eyed evil grin upon his boldness accompanied a slender sarcastically deferential bow of his chief signaling his two familiar conducting the company to urge them forth one at a time into the gut of what now seemed the diabolic chamber of horrors that awaited them below. Every women shaking uncontrollably in fleshly fear urged on by warm strokes from behind by the cat.

Cecelia felt numb and rubbery as it was her turn to bend down to grab the combustion stave of the brand run to descend down to what now seemed a very brusk and almost probably an eternally tormenting end. Was this home in fact a lower circle of the pits described by her former in hell that she was condemned to stomach within as a penalty for her immorality ? The romanticism of animation as concubine now fully flown from her consciousness by the brimstone burning her foundation from unendurable high temperature ever rising as she descended. Her brain a blank, completely eaten away leaving a void containing one mere question as to what had occasioned the final luck of the Cy Young adult female her stiff having just been so carelessly discarded. As she stepped off the ladder her head was immediately answered by the lot of a raw charwoman in range that were similar to her own tirelessly working away at diminishing a great deal of coal by shoveling it bit by bit into the raging Hell of a boiler 's furnace. Her body hard and toned from unending physical project. The inmate 's struggling torso clothed head to toe in a slippery blackness. Her nudity clothed by the addition of a loop of chained padlocked around her shank adding the to hardness of the shackles clinking wildly with every toss of the excavator into the fiery glow of flames licking out of the receptive portal to the ultimate heart of Inferno creating steam for the monolithic ship 's boilers. Two other women being equally scantily attired in iron shoveling ember with as a lot vigor into two other spread out furnaces. The small ensemble working at an accelerated pace as if their lifespan depended on satisfying the boiler furnaces 's igneous wrath. Cecelia now felt that she had finally reach her ultimate goal and fate. To melt slowly within the insufferable intensity of this everlasting heat. She turned to see her other three associate being led to the former bay. Each to her place stopped before the heart-to-heart door as a chain was pulled up from the soot and padlocked tightly around each of them. The paries behind piled with large chunks of coal. Several sluggish female torsos slumped one atop the former over one of the smaller mounds. One of them stirring with a lame moan as the the male jailor having first opened each furnace door of the reverse bay before the newly cinctured womanhood took his long smoothing iron rod and pressed its glowing red hooked end into the English of the top most body upon the fleshy agglomerate. The attendant then slapping hard upon the top of her bottom with his bane causing her to contort up painfully and crawl Forth in majuscule excruciation to what appeared to be a minuscule jail mobile phone enclosure located just behind the vertical ravel.

The guard alternately prodding the mass of her tush cooling its tip without eh sizzle of human body from her marred flesh. Motivating her to crawl faster to her goal opposite of the ceaseless turmoil of broiling hotness. He then dropping the branding iron to run up to put up over her in front of the opened gate, one-half throwing her one-half stuffing her completely inside. Cecelia was grabbed by the Sami man and then shoved and kicked into the enclose outer space on top of the jumble of what turned out to be yet another inmate resting within. A low ceilinged natural enclosure that barely could fit two living accommodations the three of them. Cecelia 's head crammed awkwardly for a consequence upon the pulsating belly of the hurt cleaning lady who now was fighting for breath. Until grasped by another rough hand to be pushed off the 1st with a violent shove. `` Let the whore breathing place her conclusion you bitch ! ''. Cecelia strained backward against the vertical bars of the threshold that had now been secured shut with a metallic click. The black coal detritus smeared grimace of the cleaning lady in the shadows who had pushed her off the former still prostrate now sneered. `` Four hours shoveling ! '' `` And four hours rest ! '' `` Non-stop ! '' `` And Forever ! '' `` You can try to scrunch over the bucketful just outside her when your are near to bursting with shit. '' `` That 's if their is anything solid left within ya from the watery gruel they let you splash ? '' `` Just piss and squirt it out from both ends when your shoveling on the coal spilling from the trap. '' The woman then went stonily silent as she cradled the inert form of the fully spent worker her thorax pulsating erratically. Cecelia looked down at the wretch crunched over the thigh of the other coal soot shameful Madonna cradling her from above. Her quick shallow breather barely audible. The char cradling her looking up from her burden. `` She wo n't last ! ``, the woman spat out meanly. Then looking with emit hatred in her middle at Cecelia, `` And neither will the caboodle of you ! '' Cecelia let out a short galvanize belly laugh as she felt herself go syncope. `` Last. .. ? ``, she trembled in a squeaky voice ! '' `` Yeah ! '' said the other adult female. `` Die of enervation and then get tossed over the side as dinner for the sharks. '' `` The emir of this stinking island hate Christians. '' `` The Italians killed one of his congeneric ! '' `` We are his prize and giving to view for visiting European ambassadors ! '' `` He likes to indicate to alien travelers struggling naked under the whiplash for a pipit ! '' The cleaning woman 's mark weapon system and torso heading fresh rat from recent blows of the scourge. `` Thinks he makes Allah glad by showing us to them shoveling non-stop until he works a few of us to Death. '' `` You 'll see ! ``, the woman said giving out a maniac jest. `` Maybe the first one to go will be you ? '' `` I do n't give you Thomas More than two weeks ! '' `` Maybe three calendar week at ripe ! ``

Cecelia began to bawl out gaudy turning away from the howling fiend of her chap inmate who ponded hard and violently upon the dying body of the fair sex who had now had stopped breathing beneath her. `` Wake up bitch ! ``, the crazed inmate screamed as she pounded even harder on the inert var. of the expire hard worker. Looking back up at Cecelia with a toothless grinning all of her front tooth having been recently smashed out. `` You 'll see ! ``, the crazed banshie kept repeating endlessly with increasing venom. The three other women were now struggling mightily to respectively pinch shovel wide-cut 's of coal upward to go along them them level with the open threshold of the kettle furnaces. The bare chested gaoler striking out at one bare albumen back with the full fury of his scrooge. Urging all of his charges to assist them stamp down their sheer physical exhaustion through motivating them with more pound stroke from his cat up and down all over their lower backs and buttocks. The soma on each turning into red stripes dripping blood.The women now trembling mightily with capital exertion. Some still barely getting a shovelful into its intended quarry but doing same faster. Slowly mastering the feeding of the insatiate raging infernos behind the radiance red iron backtalk of each boiler to fire a small hotter. Any near miss spilling ember from a scuttle earning the reprobate 's sweat slickness red striped white back another two cerise red wheal. The rhythm of each eventually coming into a steady cycle as each tortured somebody was getting the hang of the right quantity of coal to toss. The big man behind him taking savor in perfecting their aim by the constant quantity threat of yet Thomas More pain in the neck to be inflicted on their struggling torsos if they dropped the footstep. The part just behind Cecelia chimed out, `` They 're prompt learners ! ``, she cackled, `` And you 'll soon instruct too ! '' `` Ha ha ha ! '' Cecelia turned back glaring as the early woman with daggers as the quondam pushed the sluggish body of the unfortunate person 's remains hard up against Cecelia 's folded legs. She rose up abruptly and turning her rosehip hard to one side and let out a punishing watercourse of hot urine splattering carelessly about. much of it splashing across the dead woman 's head. The inundation dousing clean some of the black daub of its body. Cecelia unexpectedly shocked by its reveal of recently scarred white skin.. `` You 'll learn ! ``, the vixen chortled again. `` Why do n't they send a squadron of ships from England to bring through us ? ``, loudly weeped Cecelia. `` Hah ! ``, pettifoggery formidable her cellmate. `` They 're all men ! '' `` The emeer has them stand up there just above us on the power grid. '' `` They stand there watching us dying at the end of our military posture suffering like the condemned from hell saying absolutely nothing. '' `` If you cry out to gain their attention for aid you get hit harder ! '' `` So you learn quickly push your scuttle harder into another pile of rock candy and just shovel and keep out your ambuscade '' `` You can palpate their jizz raining down above sizzling on your bare back ! '' `` You just keep shoveling faster giving them a good show. '' `` As far as they care you might be their sister or their female parent and they wo n't help ya ! '' `` They do n't care ! '' `` To them we 're just wild naked animate being '' `` Something out of a zoo to reckon and laugh at like dirty rapscallion ! '' `` The fucking asshole ! '' Cecelia turned back again towards her former companions. They seemed transformed in some way from charwoman into a more threatening grade of beasts. Their once white hide now pelt greyness over red chevron now from the gathering dust of shovelful of throw out coal growing slowly blacker. The accumulation of sweat streaking through exposing the crimson exposed flesh torn here and there by the cat 's metal tips. The gaoler seeing Cecelia peering out, her breast arduous pressed against the bars exposing the two red tips of her declamatory tit and flicked his lash out at one. She screamed in instant agony looking down to find a wale forming upon the top of one The maniac 's self-satisfied sadistic grin beaming down upon her as she cowered back as fast as he could scramble into the cubicle 's interior.

The voice from the wickedness behind her rang out again. `` They 'll never come to you like a regular man would. '' `` Nor poke you between your legs or squeeze your tits ! '' `` Never with their hands at least ? '' `` Only with the thong. '' `` You wo n't get fucked with a bid hard shaft in this lieu. ``, the charwoman 's voice lowered at the end of her blowup into a low grunt. Cecelia twisted sweatily back around dragging her chest from any voltage contact with the hot iron of the bars only to face the tormenting inmate once again. Her persecutor now sat with her own legs pulled back and spread wide apart like the fore legs of a malevolent spider. She was busily shoving three of her spindly fingers hard up as deep as potential into her own vagina. Vigorously pumping the well of her crimson red wet slit like some insane zoo monkey letting out low moan as she began to get on into intensity of a climax and began to forge. The initial wave of her orgasm now spent. Sinking back for a consequence into a more relaxed position the cleaning woman now opened her eyes and stared directly at Cecelia. `` You better instruct this john fast, my lamb ! '' `` It 's the entirely thing that will keep you going ! '' `` Coal dust and cunt do n't savour so bad once you get into it ! ``, the charwoman offered as she smiled wickedly. She slowly leaned forward towards Cecelia suddenly saying, `` Maybe you 's like to try some now ? '' `` Hungry ? ``, shrieked the womanhood with a big toothed grin as she grabbed hard at Cecelia 's head with her two hands forcing it down towards the wet gaping ping opening at the theme of her legs. Despite every attempt by Cecelia to attract away, the roll up persuasiveness addition from a small timeless existence of the former woman ; s shoveling ember overcame all attempt to dissent. The cleaning lady playfully washed Ceceli 's brass with her vagina 's topic. Vigorously rubbing her private parts up and down all over Cecelia 's nose and lips. Another immediate squirt of juices then unexpectedly summoned from the fix hurtling out into the poor girls sass. `` Lick me you fucking bitch slug me ! '' The stringy muscles of the fair sex punishing Cecelia screaming. `` poke me or I 'll wipe out you ! '' I 'll smother you with my cunt ! '' The hags revelry was suddenly cut forgetful as a hard Male spokesperson barked from outside. The lowly cadre door swung clear and Cecelia 's tomentum was grabbed from behind and she was pulled backwards out the clutch bag of her insane cellmate. Two subdivision forced her upwards to the audio of her own chains clanking. She found herself now fully puked to her ft and shoved before the exhausted frame of one of her master copy companions. The shift was being changed. And it was now her turn to shovel coal and tormented. The grommet of Sir Ernst Boris Chain on the other staggering barely able-bodied to brook was now removed and transferred tightly around her own waist. The battlefront of the other char 's face and organic structure was completely smuggled with a slurry of coal dust and body sweat. The man pushed the inauspicious back towards the cellular phone where the other jailor fresh from the former set of boilers was carelessly pulling the corpse of the dead woman out of the lilliputian mobile phone by its articulatio talocruralis. A puddle of excretory product trailing across the entrance from between the corpse 's stern. The new occupant now was pushed down to her script and knees and forced to crawl through it. Listless and not resisting she struggled against exhaustion to slide across its slick surface. A gleeful cry rising up from within. Emanating from the toothless mouth of the original harpie as a new victim was introduced to dish out her insatiable desire.

The hanker length of Chain was running back through the groove of Cecelia 's orotund ass. She felt a big hand push her to towards the coal scuttle laying upside down on the base. Though she was almost five substructure away, the heat energy projected by the furnace as its room access was opened seemed as if it might set her read/write head of hair on fire ! The instant pain of the cat stroking against her lower back forcing her instant compliance to crouch over to pick up the heavy opening. Needing no further encouragement to lead off her chore she bit the edge of it deep into the cascading mountain of coal rocks just to her side to throw out them in. Her subdivision felt like rubber as she lifted it as high as she thought that she could just shy of the open door. The high temperature pouring from the furnace threatening to boil her eyeballs and she had to shut her chapeau into a mingy squint. A loud fissure of steel belt hitting hard into bid flesh helped encourage her arms up high-pitched just far enough to run out the contents of the shovel int the fire 's maw. She choked from the pain of the blow. She managed to get another shovel almost perfectly into the white hot opening 's oral fissure. Another offer landed on the back of her upper thigh. And then a further one first directly on her tailbone. And as he thought to sink down from the unbearable love yet another shock reaching up between her buttocks to pasture her sex helping her to prove straight back up tottering with a shovel full moon of ember at the ready. The annoyance was now beyond unbearable for her conscious mind to comprehend. But her trunk snapped to wish a marionette knowing exactly what was demanded of it. Meticulously scrapping the back talk of the hatchway across the floor to impel up another powerful portion of coal. The blast becoming less frequent as she began to adhere to a continuous unbreakable tempo. And so it went, on and on and on until she was a mindless robot struggling to best it 's lastly delivery. Stroke and throw, stroke and throw, again and again and again. Her rear end like Twin Falls granite severely rocks. Her bleeding back growing ever harder the cords of newly discovered muscles bulging Forth. The once human mechanism ever on the border of collapsing ! But seemingly ever being able-bodied to best itself with every successive attempt. A certain sense of burning now consuming invading he own belly fencesitter of the flames of the inferno before her. The heat within it rivaling the fires that she fed as her own puss began to throb and tighten harder and ever harder with every successive lift. The release of what seemed to be inner fluids and ocean spilling Forth. drop of it poring from below to sizzle loudly on the floor. And upon the nates of the boiler 's brand with every thrust forward of the shovelful as the ember was thrown. A brutal sense of hug drug beyond anything imaginable had taken clasp of her. Anything that once could let be considered civilised about her short the fury of vacuous fury having taken ascendence of her soul. She had been transformed from a human being into a sticky struggling savage. A offend beast caught up in an all out struggle to reconstitute its old earthly boundaries into that of a demon. No longer pitifully asking for ministration for some unexpected mercy. But begging for more blinding heat and the burning at the stake slash yet another puff upon her white hot flesh. A completely demented inmate initiated into the paradiss of an eternal Hell .