`` You ca n't stool me stay here ! '' Quinn said, spitting the words at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car.
They 'd pulled up at the side of the road, miles away from anything else. The last town they 'd passed had been two hours ago, a raunchy Scottish hamlet fully of antediluvian looking fogies.
They 'd stared at Quinn as she screamed at her mother in the car ballpark of a half abandoned garage.
"YOU HATE ME ! '' She had yelled, spit flying from her mouth, 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 backrest into the car, ashen faced.

They 'd follow halfway up the cobblestone path to Northern-Veil School for Girls when Quinn suddenly stopped yelling and clawing at her mother. Through the fog of the moorland, a grande gemstone castle loomed close by.Tall, square pillar, unadorned, but majestic, stood like the standing legs of an antediluvian concept. Through the fog, shadows looked from the high up windows down onto the moors.
Quinn had stopped though, to stare at a figure, tall and wickedness against the gray I. F. Stone of the castle. Harriet Taggert stood. Her eyes, predatory beneath her trash, fixed on her newest… student.
'Red pilus. Ca n't see the eyes from here, looks like blank tegument .'She thought to herself. The girl, Quinn, had started to proceed toward her again, now mounting the footstep to her clench. The harsh tip gusted across the path, catching at the young woman unequal chick, revealing plump pinko panties beneath. Taggert 's eyes lit up, 'Generous chest, too. This one will be, interesting .'A cruel grinning curled the border of her lips.
Quinn 's eyes did n't flinch from the cleaning woman 's typeface. She was tall, dressed in tight gray and blackness, she looked young, but at the edges of her fuzz, gray had begun to infiltrate the whorl. Her eyes flicked to the woman 's pectus, briefly awed at the taut pelt across those two huge mounds.
She glanced back up at the charwoman 's oculus, seeing her smile wider, then Quinn turned her own heart to the story, blushing.
'' Mrs.Davis, I assume ? '' Said Taggert, arranging her look into a fictive smile `` And this must be Quinn. ``
'' fucking off. '' Quinn muttered.
'' Quinn ! I 'm no-account, Ms. Taggert ! '' Said Quinn 's Mother `` This is Quinn, you should name me Jessy. If ... if you 'd wish. ``
Taggert smiled coolie `` Quinn, Jessy, it 's nice to suffer you both. Please, come in. '' She stepped aside, pushing the expectant wooden door to the schoolhouse heart-to-heart with a hand.
'' If you think I 'm going in there, your Fucking crank. I 'm outta this place. Come on mum ! '' Quinn said, virtually snarling at Taggert.
Jessy opened her mouth to squelch her daughter 's anger, but before she could speak, Taggert barked at Quinn, her eyes aflame with rage, but alight with joy.
'' That, will be the finally time you use that kind of language, within Northern-Veil, immature ma'am. I, am Ms. Harriet Taggert. You will predict me Ms. Taggert, or Madame. '' She finished, and glared at Quinn with such intensity that she blushed and dropped her oculus to the storey, then solemnly walked through the threshold.
Jessy was so shocked that she stumbled, mouth open, past Ms. Taggert and into the echoing manse of Northern-Veil School.
Taggert grinned and followed them in calling `` First door on the left, ladies. ingest a seat. '' Then she shouted into another way `` Alice ! Fetch the daughter file cabinet and my supply, then prepare the inductance chamber. ``
Her mum proceeded into Taggert 's post, but Quinn hesitated at the door. She turned, and saw a tiny girl walking from the doorway near Taggert with a file. She wore goose egg but a Negroid darn over her crotch. The lady friend small knocker bounced gently as she walked.
Taggert said something to her, then plunged her helping hand into her pocket. The girl tensed, blushing up and down her body, her finger tautened on the file, almost dropping it.
Taggert took the Indian file, and turned back toward her office. Quinn gasped and to the place side by side to her mother.
She grabbed at her female parent 's arm and leaned in. `` Mum ! I do n't have it away what is happening here, but this place is messed up ! We need to result. Now. ``
Jessy turned, gemstone faced to her daughter. She looked deep into her greenness eyes, tracing the curve ball of her face with her own eyes.
For a moment, her resolution wavered. Then the remembering of how she had found her daughter flooded back to her.
Her voice, devoid of emotion said `` You brought this on yourself, Quinn. ``
Quinn 's jaw dropped as she stared into her mothers eye, her brainpower stuttered for a endorsement, then she yelled, `` YOU ABSOLUTE BIT- ''
Taggert stepped into the elbow room, calmly saying, `` That 's adequate, 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 thick file cabinet onto the airfoil with a puff of junk, and sat gently into her high backed chair.
'' I'm sorry, about my daughter behavior, Ms.Taggert. It 's been so hard to keep her under control since her Father-God died. ``
'' It 's OK. Jessy. She will hear. '' Taggert said through a smiling, `` Would you feed me a here and now ? ``
She leaned forward and flipped through the data file silently. Quinn glower at her from her seat, Jessy fiddled nervously with a button on her blouse.
Finally, Taggert sat back with a sigh, and removed the glasses which perched on the end of her nose, then began cleaning them one her skirt.
'' It seems, Quinn, that you have been a busy girlfriend, down in the big city. '' Taggert looked at Jessy `` Do n't worry, Mrs. Miles Davis. We 'll keep her worry, she 'll not be trouble any longer. ``
'' You ca n't make me do shit. ``
Taggert held up a hired man to prevent Jessy 's answer. `` No demand to contend now, Jessy. It is not your geological fault, Quinn chose to take those drugs, and to blow those son. The shrinkage, the car thieving, she made all those choices, and they brought her here. ''
Quinn snorted and sat further into her chair.
`` Thank you. '' Jessy said, her eyes damp. `` But, how in the existence are you going to be able to control her ? I 've simply tried everything at this point ! I just.. I do n't screw what to do anymore ! ``
'' That 's right Taggert. I 'm gon na take the air outta here within three days, and you can Quran it. ``
A small smiling broke across Taggert 's face as she stood up, she moved over to the rear of her office, and pushed down on a square toes of the wall. A click resounded from the panel, and a luck of the paries cracked open.
'' This way, Lady. ``
Jessy, stood and walked towards the door.
Quinn was about to shout a retort, when a saccade ran up her spine. She leapt from the death chair and spun around with a shout. Two silvery lymph node stuck out from the deep padding of the chairman, 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 character for this ancient Scots English castle.
All the paries where white tiled, with white grouting in between. Bright lights shone from the mellow ceiling, but what Quinn saw, with a tingle that traveled from the top of her mind, right down to her genitalia, was a silver-black table.
'' What… What is that. '' Quinn stuttered, forgetting her anger.
'' This ? '' Taggert said, moving over to the table, placing a hand against it, lovingly. Quinn nodded slowly, backing against the wall. `` I guess you 'd birth to sit on it to find out. ``
'' I 'm not that st- '' Quinn tried to say, but a small buzz from the rampart, followed by a sharp-worded pain in her neck stopped her. `` Whu ? '' Quinn said, feebly.
'' Just a small anesthetic agent. It 'll wear upon off momentarily. Would you reach me a script, Jessy ? ``
The two woman grabbed the fortunately rebuff girl, and carried her over to the table in the center of the room. In her temporarily addled state, Quinn felt Taggert 's hand holding her ass, and felt it slip beneath her dame, brushing past tense panties and against the soft skin of her pussy. Her unhurt body jolted at the touch.
The board was cold and strong against Quinn 's back as she came out of the haze. Taggert loomed over her as she opened her eyes, brandishing a pair of big silver scissor hold. She jumped and pulled her arms up to support herself, but found that she could n't. She tried to turn 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 procedure. I 'll not demand such uncivilised methods. Shame though. '' She smiled.
A wild stab of panic swept through her, driving her to jump up and flee down the hall, but it was much to late for that gambit, her arms and legs had been firmly fastened to the table, rendering her helpless.
In a diminished, almost whispered spokesperson, Jessy asked `` W… what are you going to do to her, Ms.Taggert ? ''
'' In the next fifteen minutes or so, Jessy, '' Taggert replied gently, `` we are going to withdraw complete control of your daughters will. And while you do n't deliver to stay, I encourage you to do so. I 'm sure that after we 're finished you will be quite quenched with the solution. ``
Jessy looked at her girl lying helpless on the table, then sat down in muteness on a bench that had slid from the wall, while Taggert took her plaza adjacent to Quinn.
In a cold-blooded hard voice, she said, `` Your 24-hour interval as a malcontent are now over. From this second on, you will do as you 're told, when you 're told. Do you sympathise me ? ''
Now almost too terrified to even speak, Quinn stared up in scummy horror as Taggert began calmly cutting off her skirt with the pair of scissors, not stopping until it was in a pile of palm on the floor. The harsh woman continued to do the Saami to her Patrick White vest, until she was lying in only underwear.
A low wet patch in the middle of her crotch.
'' P-please, I 'll do whatever you say ! Just please do n't hurt me ! '' Quinn begged, finding her voice again.
'' Very ripe, Quinn, '' Taggert said. `` You used the word 'please'twice in the same sentence ! That must be some kind of platter. But, in response to your plea, I 'm meritless but we 're far past the item of caring a whit about what you want. ``
Quinn gave one mighty get-up-and-go, trying to justify herself from her restraint, though it proved futile. When Taggert clipped off her pinko bra and panties, she did n't even put up a struggle.
'' My, my. '' Harriet said softly, `` You seem to feature quite a profusion of pubic hair, covering your vagina, have n't you ? Ever heard of trimming it, like a lady ? ''
Jessy, sat in the niche, blushed at the sight of her daughters vagina, and squirmed a little in her seat. Was the open of it vibrating a piffling ?
'' If all you want me to do is trim it off, I 'll be more than happy to do it now ! '' Quinn said quickly
'' I 'm for certain 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 mother take care of shaving their daughters, so if you 'd like to, I 'd be happy to let you do it ? ``
Jessy Jumped, tarring her script out from between her peg, blushing and looking away. `` I see you are busy. Alice ! ``

A second doorway slid unresolved immediately, and the low blond haired girlfriend walked quickly out, still naked, but for her genital organ, and carrying a small black box.
Without a coup d'oeil at Quinn, Jessy, or even Taggert, she headed right for the end of the board where she pressed a little white button. The table rip with a whirring speech sound, and bed covering outwards and a slight up, until Quinn 's pussy was broadcast apart. She groaned and arched her back, but did not wee-wee a Logos of complaint.
The girl immediately set about her work, removing a blade and foam from the box, she lathered up the little girl vagina, taking peculiar effort to run in the foam around her labia. Quinn began to breath a little more heavily.
From the nook of the elbow room, small-scale moans could be heard as Jessy looped her digit around her clit.
The girl, Alice, quickly cleared Quinn of all hair, a undertaking which got easier and well-heeled as it went on, as Quinn became wetter and wetter.
When she had finished, Alice shot a furtive glance at Taggert, then stared Quinn in the eye, and kissed her square on the clit. It sent little fire raging all over her body, she 'd never had this feeling before, her hale puss felt like it was on flak, she tried to bring her legs together, as if there was an itch there to scrape, but could not.
Alice left as fast as she had come, and the feeling in Quinn 's kitty-cat subsided, leaving her with an empty, frustrated ache.
Taggert watched untried Alice out of the room with a smirk. Then flicked her oculus back to Quinn 's snatch. `` You have to let in Jessy, '' Jessy jumped up quickly, and held her custody behind her vertebral column. `` Your daughter, has a lovely pussy. '' Jessy walked over awkwardly, sliding her legs together as she moved. She felt the aching heat in between her legs as her own juices lubricated her bowel movement. She had been so close !
She stopped in front of her girl spread branch, and stared directly at the now smooth, perfectly plump and pink pussy.
She nodded slowly, almost mesmerized. The heat in her loins grew.
Quinn 's centre could n't see her mother squirming, only the smirk Taggert was sending in her direction.
'' That 's right Jessy. Get a good look, it 's the last anyone will ever see of it. '' Taggert said, smiling widely and turning her fiery eyes to Quinn 's face.
Quinn cowered back, unsuccessfully, because of her harness.
'' What do you think ? '' Jessy said, nervously, tearing her heart away and looking at Taggert.
'' All, in proficient sentence, Jessy. starting time thing first. '' She replied. Then, without looking away from Quinn 's face, she pressed a push on the side of the table. A latch clicked and a small draw popped from inconspicuous seams. She raised a small Caucasian object into Quinn 's line of peck.
Though she had never seen one before, Quinn recognized its aim immediately. It was long, about 4 column inch and thick, probably two inches all around. Smooth, too, perfectly quiet and Patrick White. A tingle shot through her slit, and a humble squeal escaped her mouth.
'' What… is that ! '' Quinn said, her eyes now fixed on the dildo.
'' Let me bear witness you. '' Taggert said. Jessy leaned her heading over Taggert 's shoulder, and watched in rhapsodic fascination as Taggert inserted the cylinder into her girl 's smooth, shaved pussycat.
Quinn gasped as it slid past the outer folds of her cunt, and in a shaky interpreter asked, `` W-what are you doing to me ! God ! That feels great ! '' She moaned and arched her aching pussy upward. Her mouth formed an'O'as she felt the tip of the dildo push against her Hymen, 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 distant just like this one, when her particular computer code is punched in. ''
She pulled a small whit box from her sac, and smiled cruelly. `` Each and every member of our staff is equipped with just such a twist, and can give her a powerful… shock deep inside her puss. ``
'' Wow… '' Jessy breathed, staring at the glistening and swelling lips of her girl pussy. `` Can… Can i, um- ''
'' I thought you 'd never ask '' Taggert said with a broad smile, extending the remote to Jessy. `` Just punch in the number 3045, after you see that number fulfill the little CRT screen, and you 're cook to go. '' Taggert waited a here and now until Jessy figured out how to go into the code number, then continued on.
'' Now, crush any clit from one to nine. One being the lowly ability and, of course of study, nine being the maximum. '' Her lips curved cruelly.
Unsure of quite what to do, Jessy looked to Taggert `` What number should I get with… ''
'' Why not try three or four, '' Taggert replied, `` you do n't desire to give her too a great deal, all at once. ''
Quincy lay there, nervously waiting, feeling the slow tingling that had been building in her pussy since the dildo and been inserted, she held her breath, waiting for the shakiness, like a cell sound buzzing.
She grew impatient and was just about to ask a doubt when, like a bolt of lightning, her pussy was nailed by an incessant humming that nearly induced and orgasm in the first-class honours degree two or three second base.
She screamed and thrust her pelvis into the air, every character in her being was on fire with pleasure, she could sense the hot lilliputian rod pulsing right on her g-spot.
'' My god, '' Jessy said softly, watching her daughter thrashing around on the table as her pussy was tortured with orgasm after climax.
Finally taking compassion on her daughter, Jessy shut the hummer off, allowing the spasming missy 's vagina to come back down to earth.
'' So that 's how you do it. Through their… ge..genitals. '' She said, awed.
Taggert slid her manus over Quinn 's snatch, dragging a finger between her lips and then over her pubic hummock and umbilicus, onto her heave chest. Her unharmed body was aglow with a pinkish tone. `` Four. Nice option, Jessy. It 's a adept enough last orgasm. ``
Quinn 's blurry mind did n't read Taggert 's words properly, her eye focused in and out.
'' Last ? I- '' Taggert cut Jessy off.
'' You 're redress in that we use their Hammond organ to control them, '' Harriet said, '' but this is only step number one. '' She paused and opened another standoff in the table, removing a with child white syringe. `` We have a much more direct way of dealing with them. '' She finished, raising a syringe into the light and giving it a quickly tap.
'' What is that ! '' Jessy said, her eyes wide.
'' Just a local anesthetic. It 's going to offend. A lot. But less than the option. '' She said, then turned to Quinn, `` I 'm sure that you 'll just screw this, Whitney Young ma'am. '' Taggert said softly, `` It 's just what the physician ordered. ''
'' No, please no ! '' Quincy begged in a weak spokesperson, as the deal 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 gormandize clit, `` In fact, I can guarantee that you 'll do exactly what I say without a moments faltering. ''
Quinn cried and tried to buck her pelvis, 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 back or two, after that you wo n't feel a affair. ''
Quinn gripped the border of the table with all her might, but it did n't train her for the pain that seared her clitoris. Like a hot poker, it felt G of sentence larger than it was, ripping through her head like fragment of ice. But the pain sensation dissipated quickly, several wet snag slid down her cheeks never the less.
'' Now, '' Taggert said, as Quinn eased and began squirming. `` I 'll instal the main controlling mechanics in her cunt. ''
With a great deal of interest, both Jessy and Quinn peered into Taggert 's hand, where lay a small amber ring that glistened brightly under the artificial visible radiation.
'' W-what is it, '' Josiah Quincy asked, preparing herself for the worst.
'' It 's a clitoris tintinnabulation, '' Harriet said evenly, `` The phonograph needle portion, '' she said coldly, and with nip, `` goes right through your clit and, out the other slope. Since this is a permanent installation, a petite dip of gilded solder will keep open it in place forever. ''
'' Y-you ca n't do that to me. '' Josiah Quincy shrieked, `` I-I 'll shout out the constabulary 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 promontory, all the things that had happened that day, and doubt mounted. a
In a calm sack voice Taggert said : '' Do n't get cold feet now, Mrs Davis, this is all for the adept. I can assure you that this button ring will do 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 chip that works much like the vibrator. Though, as I 'm sure enough you can find out, a vibration deep inside of a vagina is a very different thing, to the Lapp sensation directly on your button. Plus, it has other… conjuring trick. ''
Jessy thought about it for a minute or so, then replied, `` I can see that, but how do you discipline these girls by pleasuring their p… pussies, when it 's so… pleasant. ''
'' Now that, is a very trade good head, '' Taggert replied quickly, `` but the answer is in the second chip in this ring, and this little device. '' She held up a black, rubber ellipse, with a small pipe protruding from it.
'' What on ground is that, '' Joan asked perplexedly, `` it looks like a weird sanitary pad… ''
'' Sanitary pad indeed ! '' Harriets Taggert replied, `` It 's made out of material a bit like what is used in bullet trial impression waistcoat, but rubberized. It 's practically indestructible. At least, capable of resisting any attempt by our little girl to remove it once it 's set in space. ''
'' But how do they… you know… '' Joan asked, taking the device from Taggert and looking it over carefully.
'' That tube slot into the urethra. '' Harriet explained, `` They get used to it. But once the gimmick is on, and locked in place, it is insufferable for a girl to sexually relieve herself. Ever. The more they struggle, the worse they have to put up with. ``
'' But the ring, and the vibe… '' Jessy continued.
'' Which is the function of the 2nd scrap, it 's all very exiting. Electrifying, you might say. '' Taggert grinned.
Taggert returned her aid to Quinn 's clitoris. She pinched the engorged and still wet skin, and in a yoke of seconds, she had successfully threaded the band through the little head. With one mitt, she threaded it in place, and with the former, she pressed a small red button on a console by the table.
Quinn felt a small, pass out deadbolt of heat, then nothing.
'' thoroughly, '' Taggert announced, `` All done, now all we have to do is put the chastity binding on her, and she 'll be all fixed. '' Taggert said, crouching in between Quinn 's ramification.
She carefully slotted the tube on the cover version into Quinn 's urethra.
Quinn squealed and tried to pull her ramification together, to stymie the intrusion. Unsuccessfully. The black tube slid completely in, and Quinn shuddered. As it hit the heat and wet of the flaccid and smooth physique, the rubber flexed, spreading and molding to the mild lines of Quinn 's cunt. Then, it tautened, gripping to the figure, falling flush, flavourless 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 clinch on Quinn 's limbs.
Quinn jumped, literally, at the probability, and ran to her mother. She could finger the movement of the vibe in her kitty-cat, it pulsed minutely. A slight ache in her clit told her the anesthetic was beginning to wear down off. But of her newly installed cover version, she could feel zip, but the awkward comportment of a strange aim in her urethra.
'' Let 's see how you look, honey. '' Jessy said to her daughter, holding her at arms 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 line up grip on it were as fruitless as her attack to escape the examining table.
All she felt was smooth skin on her pussy, the entirely difference being that she could not splay even a individual fingerbreadth into her tight hole.
Finally she quit fighting and stood, glaring at Taggert. Waiting.
'' What ! '' She yelled across the way, 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 clit pack, sending the poor girl reeling across the room, trying desperately to remove the patch protecting her now impenetrable pussy. She scratched manically at her soft vulva, her succus seeping through the material making it harder and difficult to take hold of. A fingerbreadth slipped into her virgin anus, she squealed and whipped her custody away.
'' See what we do, to bad little girlfriend. '' Harriet said softly, turning up the world power, bringing her to the bound of a brutal coming, she fell against the wall and cried aloud as she realized the reliable repugnance.
She felt the ring bombilation as a electrical shock ran all through her cunt, and the anatomy climax slipped away, leaving her empty-bellied and unsatisfied.
'' P-please, '' she moaned, as her bitch flew into overuse again.
'' The second chip… '' Jessy murmured, watching her daughter blushing, and shaking. Seeing glistening juice 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 twat was a burning cauldron of intimate excitement, the overload was so great, that she began slipping into unconsciousness.
Jessy finally broke. She took her girl in her arms, kissed her gently on the buttock, wished her well and quickly left the building.
bust began forming in Quincy 's heart when she realized that she was now truly alone.
As she slipped away into blessed sleep, her pussy exhausted, aching and restless, she felt solid arm pick her from the floor.

To be continued ...