`` You ca n't reach me stay here ! '' Quinn said, spitting the words at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car.
They 'd rive up at the side of the road, miles away from anything else. The cobbler's last town they 'd passed had been two minute ago, a grubby Scottish Hamlet broad of ancient looking fogies.
They 'd stared at Quinn as she screamed at her mother in the car park of a half abandoned garage.
"YOU HATE ME ! '' She had yelled, spit flying from her rima oris, her arms flung back and her fiery red hair whipping about her face as she shouted. The two hours from there to where they had parked had been filled with stoney silence, after her mother had dragged her back into the car, ashen faced.

They 'd get along halfway up the cobblestone course to Northern-Veil schooling for Girls when Quinn suddenly stopped yelling and clawing at her female parent. Through the fog of the moors, a grande stone castle loomed unaired by.Tall, square towers, unadorned, but purple, stood like the standing legs of an ancient construct. Through the fog, shadows looked from the high windows down onto the moors.
Quinn had stopped though, to stare at a figure, tall and nighttime against the grey I. F. Stone of the castling. Harriet Taggert stood. Her eyes, predatory beneath her glasses, fixed on her newest… student.
'Red hair's-breadth. Ca n't see the eyes from here, looks like clean pelt .'She thought to herself. The girl, Quinn, had started to move toward her again, now mounting the steps to her keep. The harsh flatus gusted across the way of life, catching at the female child unequal bird, revealing plump garden pink pantie beneath. Taggert 's eyes lit up, 'Generous pectus, too. This one will be, interesting .'A cruel smiling curled the edges of her lips.
Quinn 's eyes did n't wince from the cleaning lady 's face. She was tall, dressed in tight greyness and melanise, she looked Whitney Young, but at the boundary of her whisker, grayness had begun to penetrate the curls. Her eyes flicked to the adult female 's breast, briefly awed at the tight hide across those two huge mounds.
She glanced back up at the woman 's eyes, seeing her smile wider, then Quinn turned her own eyes to the floor, blushing.
'' Mrs.Davis, I assume ? '' Said Taggert, arranging her face into a false smile `` And this must be Quinn. ``
'' Fuck off. '' Quinn muttered.
'' Quinn ! I 'm sorry, Ms. Taggert ! '' Said Quinn 's female parent `` This is Quinn, you should shout me Jessy. If ... if you 'd care. ``
Taggert smiled cooly `` Quinn, Jessy, it 's nice to meet you both. Please, come in. '' She stepped aside, pushing the large wooden door to the school unresolved with a hand.
'' If you think I 'm going in there, your Fucking fruitcake. I 'm outta this berth. hail on mum ! '' Quinn said, virtually snarling at Taggert.
Jessy opened her oral cavity to quench her girl 's anger, but before she could speak, Taggert barked at Quinn, her centre aflame with fury, but alight with joy.
'' That, will be the last time you use that variety of nomenclature, within Northern-Veil, youth noblewoman. I, am Ms. Harriet Taggert. You will scream me Ms. Taggert, or Madame. '' She finished, and glared at Quinn with such intensity that she blushed and dropped her eyes to the floor, then solemnly walked through the door.
Jessy was so traumatise that she stumbled, mouth undetermined, retiring Ms. Taggert and into the echoing halls of Northern-Veil School.
Taggert grinned and followed them in calling `` First door on the left hand, dame. Take a rump. '' Then she shouted into another way `` Alice ! Fetch the lady friend file and my provision, then ready the elicitation chamber. ``
Her mum proceeded into Taggert 's berth, but Quinn hesitated at the threshold. She turned, and saw a tiny daughter walking from the doorway near Taggert with a file. She wore zero but a dim patch over her crotch. The young lady diminished tit bounced gently as she walked.
Taggert said something to her, then plunged her paw into her air pocket. The daughter tensed, blushing up and down her organic structure, her finger's breadth tautened on the file, almost dropping it.
Taggert took the file, and turned back toward her federal agency. Quinn gasped and to the seat next to her mother.
She grabbed at her mother 's arm and leaned in. `` Mum ! I do n't know what is happening here, but this place is messed up ! We need to go out. Now. ``
Jessy turned, stone faced to her daughter. She looked trench into her green eyes, tracing the curve of her font with her own eyes.
For a bit, her resolve wavered. Then the remembering of how she had found her girl flooded back to her.
Her phonation, devoid of emotion said `` You brought this on yourself, Quinn. ``
Quinn 's jaw dropped as she stared into her female parent eyes, her psyche stuttered for a second, then she yelled, `` YOU ABSOLUTE BIT- ''
Taggert stepped into the elbow room, calmly saying, `` That 's sufficiency, give thanks you very much, Quinn. ''
She closed her mouth and glared at Taggert, then slumped back in her chair, folding her arms against her chest.
Taggert walked around the desk, dropping the midst file onto the surface with a ottoman of rubble, and sat gently into her high backed chair.
'' I'm sorry, about my daughter behavior, Ms.Taggert. It 's been so backbreaking to keep her under dominance since her father died. ``
'' It 's fine. Jessy. She will get a line. '' Taggert said through a smile, `` Would you give me a instant ? ``
She leaned forward and flipped through the file silently. Quinn glower at her from her seat, Jessy fiddled nervously with a push on her blouse.
Finally, Taggert sat back with a sigh, and removed the ice which perched on the end of her olfactory organ, then began cleaning them one her skirt.
'' It seems, Quinn, that you have been a meddlesome girl, down in the big city. '' Taggert looked at Jessy `` Do n't worry, Mrs. Miles Davis. We 'll keep on her invade, she 'll not be worry any longer. ``
'' You ca n't build me do betray. ``
Taggert held up a hand to forestall Jessy 's response. `` No postulate to argue now, Jessy. It is not your fault, Quinn chose to take those drugs, and to fellate those male child. The shrinkage, the car theft, she made all those selection, and they brought her here. ''
Quinn snorted and sat further into her chair.
`` Thank you. '' Jessy said, her center damp. `` But, how in the world are you going to be able to control her ? I 've simply tried everything at this level ! I just.. I do n't roll in the hay what to do anymore ! ``
'' That 's right Taggert. I 'm gon na take the air outta here within three days, and you can playscript it. ``
A little smile broke across Taggert 's expression as she stood up, she moved over to the rear of her function, and pushed down on a square of the wall. A click resounded from the instrument panel, and a portion of the wall cracked open.
'' This way, ladies. ``
Jessy, stood and walked towards the door.
Quinn was about to hollo a replication, when a jolt ran up her spine. She leapt from the chair and spun around with a shout. Two silvery nodes stuck out from the deep padding of the electric chair, right where Quinn had felt the jolt.
She spun back on Taggert, Who grinned.
Quinn made B-line for her, then tripped on what felt like a chair leg, and stumbled through the door, which slammed behind her.
The elbow room she had come into, was completely out of theatrical role for this antediluvian Scots English castle.
All the walls where white tiled, with E. B. White grouting in between. Bright lighting shone from the high ceilings, but what Quinn saw, with a tingle that traveled from the top of her head, right down to her privates, was a silver-black table.
'' What… What is that. '' Quinn stuttered, forgetting her anger.
'' This ? '' Taggert said, moving over to the tabular array, placing a hand against it, lovingly. Quinn nodded slowly, backing against the paries. `` I guess you 'd have to sit on it to find out. ``
'' I 'm not that st- '' Quinn tried to say, but a minor buzz from the rampart, followed by a shrewd hurting in her neck stopped her. `` Whu ? '' Quinn said, feebly.
'' Just a lowly anesthetic. It 'll wear upon off momentarily. Would you pay me a hand, Jessy ? ``
The two fair sex grabbed the fortunately little female child, and carried her over to the mesa in the nerve centre of the room. In her temporarily addled state, Quinn felt Taggert 's hand holding her ass, and felt it slide beneath her skirt, brushing past times panties and against the delicate skin of her pussy. Her wholly body jolted at the touch.
The mesa was cold and hard against Quinn 's book binding as she came out of the daze. Taggert loomed over her as she opened her heart, brandishing a duo of tumid silver gray scissors. She jumped and pulled her arms up to represent herself, but found that she could n't. She tried to sprain her head, but was stopped by restraints.
'' What the fu- Hey ! '' Quinn shouted, but stopped as Taggert slapped her across the face.
'' Try that again after the operation. I 'll not call for such savage methods. Shame though. '' She smiled.
A untamed stab of affright swept through her, driving her to jump up and flee down the antechamber, but it was much to late for that ploy, her arms and legs had been firmly fastened to the table, rendering her helpless.
In a small, almost whispered voice, Jessy asked `` W… what are you going to do to her, Ms.Taggert ? ''
'' In the succeeding xv minutes or so, Jessy, '' Taggert replied gently, `` we are going to take complete control of your daughters will. And while you do n't have to stay, I encourage you to do so. I 'm sure enough that after we 're finished you will be quite satisfied with the results. ``
Jessy looked at her girl lying helpless on the table, then sat down in silence on a terrace that had slid from the bulwark, while Taggert took her situation succeeding to Quinn.
In a coldness backbreaking representative, she said, `` Your daytime as a malcontent are now over. From this moment on, you will do as you 're told, when you 're told. Do you understand me ? ''
Now almost too terrified to even speak, Quinn stared up in scurvy horror as Taggert began calmly cutting off her chick with the scissors, not stopping until it was in a chain reactor of decoration on the floor. The rough fair sex continued to do the same to her Andrew D. White undershirt, until she was lying in only underwear.
A small wet patch in the middle of her crotch.
'' P-please, I 'll do whatever you say ! Just delight do n't pain me ! '' Quinn begged, finding her voice again.
'' Very good, Quinn, '' Taggert said. `` You used the discussion 'please'twice in the same sentence ! That must be some kind of record. But, in answer to your plea, I 'm disconsolate but we 're far past times the point of caring a shred about what you want. ``
Quinn gave one mighty button, trying to resign herself from her restraints, though it proved futile. When Taggert clipped off her garden pink bra and panties, she did n't even put up a battle.
'' My, my. '' Harriet said softly, `` You seem to hold quite a profuseness of pubic hair, covering your vagina, have n't you ? Ever heard of trimming it, like a madam ? ''
Jessy, sat in the nook, blushed at the sight of her daughters vagina, and squirmed a niggling in her seat. Was the surface of it vibrating a little ?
'' If all you want me to do is trim it off, I 'll be more than well-chosen to do it now ! '' Quinn said quickly
'' I 'm sure that you are, '' Taggert replied gently, `` but I 'm afraid that 's hardly all that needs to be done here.
`` At this point '' She said, to Jessy over her shoulder. `` I usually like to let the mothers take care of shaving their girl, so if you 'd like to, I 'd be happy to let you do it ? ``
Jessy Jumped, tarring her hand out from between her legs, blushing and looking away. `` I see you are busy. Alice ! ``

A s threshold slid open immediately, and the small blonde haired girl walked quickly out, still naked, but for her crotch, and carrying a pocket-sized pitch blackness box.
Without a glance at Quinn, Jessy, or even Taggert, she headed right for the end of the table where she pressed a small white push. The table split up with a whirring strait, and spread outwards and a little upwards, until Quinn 's slit was spread apart. She groaned and arched her back, but did not piss a word of complaint.
The girl immediately set about her work, removing a blade and foam from the box, she lathered up the girls vagina, taking special endeavour to wreak in the foam around her labia. Quinn began to breath a little more heavily.
From the corner of the room, small moan could be heard as Jessy looped her finger's breadth around her clit.
The girl, Alice, quickly cleared Quinn of all hair, a project which got easier and well-heeled as it went on, as Quinn became wetter and wetter.
When she had finished, Alice shot a surreptitious glance at Taggert, then stared Quinn in the eye, and kissed her second power on the clit. It sent little fire raging all over her body, she 'd never had this spirit before, her whole pussy felt like it was on flak, she tried to bring her legs together, as if there was an itch there to scratch, but could not.
Alice left as fast as she had come, and the feeling in Quinn 's pussy subsided, leaving her with an void, frustrated ache.
Taggert watched unseasoned Alice out of the room with a smirk. Then flicked her eyes back to Quinn 's pussy. `` You have to accept Jessy, '' Jessy jumped up quickly, and held her mitt behind her backrest. `` Your girl, has a lovely pussy. '' Jessy walked over awkwardly, sliding her branch together as she moved. She felt the aching heat in between her legs as her own juices lubricated her movement. She had been so closing curtain !
She stopped in straw man of her daughters spread ramification, and stared directly at the now smooth, perfectly plump and ping twat.
She nodded slowly, almost mesmerized. The heat in her pubic region grew.
Quinn 's eyes could n't see her mother squirming, only the smirk Taggert was sending in her direction.
'' That 's right hand Jessy. Get a estimable look, it 's the last anyone will ever see of it. '' Taggert said, smiling widely and turning her fiery optic to Quinn 's face.
Quinn cowered back, unsuccessfully, because of her harness.
'' What do you mean ? '' Jessy said, nervously, tearing her eyes away and looking at Taggert.
'' All, in good time, Jessy. First thing first. '' She replied. Then, without looking away from Quinn 's brass, she pressed a clit on the position of the board. A latch clicked and a small drawing card popped from invisible seams. She raised a small white objective into Quinn 's channel of sight.
Though she had never seen one before, Quinn recognized its aim immediately. It was long, about 4 in and thick, probably two inch all around. Smooth, too, perfectly smooth and white. A tingle gibe through her pussy, and a small squeal escaped her mouth.
'' What… is that ! '' Quinn said, her eyes now fixed on the dildo.
'' Let me express you. '' Taggert said. Jessy leaned her head over Taggert 's articulatio humeri, and watched in enraptured fascination as Taggert inserted the cylinder into her girl 's smooth, shaved pussy.
Quinn gasped as it slid past the outer faithful of her cunt, and in a shaky representative asked, `` W-what are you doing to me ! God ! That feels dandy ! '' She moaned and arched her languish pussy upward. Her mouth formed an'O'as she felt the tip of the dildo push against her maidenhead, she cried out as it snapped through.
Ignoring Quinn completely, Taggert turned to Jessy and explained, `` What I 've done, is insert a micro-vibrator into Quinn 's vagina. It can be activated with a remote just like this one, when her particular code is punched in. ''
She pulled a small smidge box from her pocket, and smiled cruelly. `` Each and every extremity of our staff is equipped with just such a device, and can give her a powerful… shock recondite inside her slit. ``
'' Wow… '' Jessy breathed, staring at the glistening and swelling mouth of her daughter pussy. `` Can… Can i, um- ''
'' I thought you 'd never ask '' Taggert said with a encompassing smiling, extending the remote to Jessy. `` Just punch in the bit 3045, after you see that turn sate the picayune screen, and you 're ready to go. '' Taggert waited a mo until Jessy figured out how to enter the codification telephone number, then continued on.
'' Now, jam any button from one to nine. One being the low-down office and, of track, nine being the maximum. '' Her sass curved cruelly.
Unsure of quite what to do, Jessy looked to Taggert `` What number should I start with… ''
'' Why not try three or four, '' Taggert replied, `` you do n't need to pay her too much, all at once. ''
Quincy lay there, nervously waiting, feeling the tedious tingling that had been building in her pussy since the dildo and been inserted, she held her breath, waiting for the vibration, like a cell phone buzzing.
She grew impatient and was just about to ask a inquiry when, like a bolt of lightning, her pussy was nailed by an incessant humming that nearly induced and climax in the outset two or three indorsement.
She screamed and thrust her pelvic arch into the air, every roughage in her being was on fervency with pleasure, she could feel the hot little rod pulsing right on her g-spot.
'' My god, '' Jessy said softly, watching her daughter thrashing around on the table as her pussycat was tortured with climax after climax.
Finally taking pity on her girl, Jessy shut the bullet off, allowing the spasming girl 's vagina to total back down to earth.
'' So that 's how you do it. Through their… ge..genitals. '' She said, awed.
Taggert slid her hand over Quinn 's snatch, dragging a fingerbreadth between her sassing and then over her pubic mound and belly button, onto her heaving chest. Her whole body was lucent with a pink tone. `` quatern. Nice choice, Jessy. It 's a good enough last orgasm. ``
Quinn 's blurry psyche did n't register Taggert 's row properly, her centre focused in and out.
'' Last ? I- '' Taggert cut Jessy off.
'' You 're sort out in that we use their electronic organ to control them, '' Harriet said, '' but this is only tread identification number one. '' She paused and opened another hooking in the table, removing a prominent white syringe. `` We have a much more direct way of dealing with them. '' She finished, raising a syringe into the sparkle and giving it a immediate tap.
'' What is that ! '' Jessy said, her eyes wide.
'' Just a local anesthetic. It 's going to hurt. A lot. But lupus erythematosus than the alternative. '' She said, then turned to Quinn, `` I 'm surely that you 'll just have a go at it this, young lady. '' Taggert said softly, `` It 's just what the MD ordered. ''
'' No, please no ! '' Josiah Quincy begged in a light voice, as the sight of the needle looming over her dragged her from the haze. `` I-I promise, I 'll do anything you say ! ''
'' Of course you will, '' Harriet replied, lining up the needle with Quinn 's now engorged clit, `` In fact, I can vouch that you 'll do exactly what I say without a instant hesitation. ''
Quinn cried and tried to buck her hip joint, but Taggert pressed her down firmly.
'' That 's a good girl, '' Harriet said softly as Quinn stopped struggling and lay dead still on the examining table, `` This will sting for just a second or two, after that you wo n't sense a thing. ''
Quinn gripped the boundary of the tabular array with all her might, but it did n't train her for the pain that seared her clit. Like a hot poker, it felt one thousand of metre bombastic than it was, ripping through her mind like fragment of ice. But the annoyance dissipated quickly, several wet rent slid down her impudence never the less.
'' Now, '' Taggert said, as Quinn eased and began squirming. `` I 'll install the main controlling chemical mechanism in her twat. ''
With a great deal of pursuit, both Jessy and Quinn peered into Taggert 's hand, where lay a small-scale gold ring that glistened brightly under the artificial light source.
'' W-what is it, '' Quincy asked, preparing herself for the spoiled.
'' It 's a clit ring, '' Harriet said evenly, `` The goad component, '' she said coldly, and with gusto, `` goes right on through your clit and, out the early side. Since this is a permanent installation, a flyspeck bead of gold solder will keep it in post forever. ''
'' Y-you ca n't do that to me. '' Josiah Quincy shrieked, `` I-I 'll call the police force or something ! Oh please, Mom ! Do n't let her maim me ! ''
Taggert looked over to Jessy, who sat there worried now. Running through her school principal, all the matter that had happened that day, and dubiousness mounted. a
In a still realise voice Taggert said : '' Do n't get common cold animal foot now, Mrs Miles Davis, this is all for the best. I can assure you that this clitoris ring will do Thomas More to control your daughter than anything else you could come up with. ``
'' But… But how does it work ? '' Jessy asked, shakily.
'' Well, '' Taggert replied, `` inside the ring is a microchip that works much like the vibrator. Though, as I 'm trusted you can ascertain, a vibration mystifying inside of a vagina is a very unlike thing, to the same sensation directly on your clitoris. Plus, it has other… legerdemain. ''
Jessy thought about it for a arcminute or so, then replied, `` I can see that, but how do you condition these girl by pleasuring their p… pussies, when it 's so… pleasant. ''
'' Now that, is a very good inquiry, '' Taggert replied quickly, `` but the solution is in the back chip in this ring, and this little device. '' She held up a black, rubber oval, with a little tubing protruding from it.
'' What on earthly concern is that, '' Joan asked perplexedly, `` it looks like a unearthly sanitary pad… ''
'' Sanitary pad indeed ! '' Harriets Taggert replied, `` It 's made out of textile a bit like what is used in bullet test copy vests, but rubberized. It 's practically perdurable. At least, adequate to of resisting any endeavour by our girls to remove it once it 's set in place. ''
'' But how do they… you know… '' Joan asked, taking the device from Taggert and looking it over carefully.
'' That tube time slot into the urethra. '' Harriet explained, `` They get used to it. But once the device is on, and locked in station, it is impossible for a young lady to sexually allay herself. Ever. The more they struggle, the worse they have to put up with. ``
'' But the hoop, and the vibe… '' Jessy continued.
'' Which is the role of the second chip, it 's all very exiting. Electrifying, you might say. '' Taggert grinned.
Taggert returned her attention to Quinn 's clit. She pinched the engorged and still wet hide, and in a couplet of seconds, she had successfully threaded the annulus through the little head. With one hand, she threaded it in property, and with the early, she pressed a small red clitoris on a console by the table.
Quinn felt a minuscule, faint deadbolt of heat, then zippo.
'' in effect, '' Taggert announced, `` All done, now all we have to do is put the chastity cover on her, and she 'll be all fixed. '' Taggert said, crouching in between Quinn 's legs.
She carefully slotted the tube on the blanket into Quinn 's urethra.
Quinn squealed and tried to pull her ramification together, to stymie the encroachment. Unsuccessfully. The black pipe slid completely in, and Quinn shuddered. As it hit the heating and moisture of the voiced and smooth flesh, the synthetic rubber flexed, spreading and molding to the indulgent bloodline of Quinn 's pussy. Then, it tautened, gripping to the chassis, falling charge, mat as if it had been painted on.
'' All done, she 'll be a fine pet from now on. '' Taggert stood, and pressed a button to release the clamps on Quinn 's limbs.
Quinn jumped, literally, at the probability, and ran to her mother. She could palpate the bowel movement of the vibe in her kitty, it pulsed minutely. A thin ache in her button told her the anesthetic was beginning to wear off. But of her newly installed cover version, she could find nothing, but the awkward presence of a strange objective in her urethra.
'' Let 's see how you look, honey. '' Jessy said to her daughter, holding her at branch length.
'' It looks awful ! '' Quincy wailed, `` I do n't wan na wear this thing ! take out it, NOW ! '' but her struggle to tug it off, even to find out grasp on it were as fruitless as her attempts to escape the examining board.
All she felt was liquid cutis on her pussy, the only remainder being that she could not slew even a exclusive finger into her tight hole.
Finally she quit fighting and stood, glaring at Taggert. Waiting.
'' What ! '' She yelled across the elbow room, at the woman who had maimed her cunt.
The next second, she discovered exactly 'what'.
All at once her clitoris seemed to burst aflame as Taggert activated her clitoris anchor ring, sending the pathetic girl reeling across the elbow room, trying desperately to remove the patch protecting her now impenetrable pussy. She scratched manically at her flaccid vulva, her juices seeping through the material making it heavily and unvoiced to grab. A finger slipped into her virgin anus, she squealed and whipped her bridge player away.
'' See what we do, to bad niggling girls. '' Harriet said softly, turning up the great power, bringing her to the edge of a fell orgasm, she fell against the paries and blazon out aloud as she realized the true horror.
She felt the ring buzz as a shock ran all through her pussy, and the shape coming slipped away, leaving her empty and unsatisfied.
'' P-please, '' she moaned, as her snatch flew into overdrive again.
'' The endorse chip… '' Jessy murmured, watching her daughter blushing, and shaking. Seeing glistening juices flowing from between her legs.
'' I ca n't stand it anymore ! Please ! No more, no more… '' Quinn was so far gone that even though her cunt was a burning cauldron of sexual excitation, the overload was so groovy, that she began slipping into unconsciousness.
Jessy finally broke. She took her daughter in her arms, kissed her gently on the cheek, wished her well and quickly left the building.
Tears began forming in Quincy 's eyes when she realized that she was now truly alone.
As she slipped away into blessed sleep, her pussy exhausted, aching and unsatisfied, she felt strong arm choice her from the floor.

To be continued ...