`` You ca n't wee-wee me bide here ! '' Quinn said, spitting the words at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car.
They 'd pull in up at the slope of the road, land mile away from anything else. The last town they 'd passed had been two hours ago, a muddied Scots English village total of ancient looking fogies.
They 'd stared at Quinn as she screamed at her mother in the car ballpark of a one-half abandoned garage.
"YOU HATE ME ! '' She had yelled, spit flying from her lip, her limb flung back and her fiery red hair whipping about her facial expression as she shouted. The two 60 minutes from there to where they had parked had been filled with stoney silence, after her mother had dragged her spine into the car, ashen faced.

They 'd come halfway up the sett itinerary to Northern-Veil schoolhouse for Girls when Quinn suddenly stopped yelling and clawing at her mother. Through the fog of the moorland, a grande stone palace loomed close by.Tall, straightforward tug, undecorated, but regal, stood like the standing stage of an ancient construct. Through the fog, shadows looked from the mellow windows down onto the moors.
Quinn had stopped though, to stare at a chassis, tall and dark against the gray Harlan Fiske Stone of the castle. Harriet Taggert stood. Her eyes, raptorial beneath her glasses, fixed on her newest… student.
'Red hair. Ca n't see the eyes from here, looks like clean tegument .'She thought to herself. The girl, Quinn, had started to move toward her again, now mounting the steps to her appreciation. The harsh air current gusted across the route, catching at the daughter inadequate annulus, revealing plump garden pink panties beneath. Taggert 's eyes lit up, 'Generous chest, too. This one will be, interesting .'A cruel smile curled the edges of her lips.
Quinn 's centre did n't recoil from the fair sex 's face. She was tall, dressed in tight gray and Negroid, she looked vernal, but at the boundary of her hair, gray had begun to pass through the curls. Her middle flicked to the woman 's bureau, briefly awed at the taut skin across those two vast mounds.
She glanced back up at the woman 's middle, seeing her smiling wider, then Quinn turned her own eye to the floor, blushing.
'' Mrs.Davis, I assume ? '' Said Taggert, arranging her face into a traitorously smile `` And this must be Quinn. ``
'' Fuck off. '' Quinn muttered.
'' Quinn ! I 'm good-for-naught, Ms. Taggert ! '' Said Quinn 's female parent `` This is Quinn, you should promise me Jessy. If ... if you 'd like. ``
Taggert smiled coolie `` Quinn, Jessy, it 's prissy to meet you both. Please, come in. '' She stepped aside, pushing the large wooden door to the schooltime open with a hand.
'' If you think I 'm going in there, your Fucking nuts. I 'm outta this piazza. do on mum ! '' Quinn said, virtually snarling at Taggert.
Jessy opened her mouth to stay her girl 's ire, but before she could speak, Taggert barked at Quinn, her eyes aflame with craze, but alight with joy.
'' That, will be the last time you use that kind of lyric, within Northern-Veil, Lester Willis Young dame. I, am Ms. Harriet Taggert. You will call me Ms. Taggert, or Madame. '' She finished, and glared at Quinn with such intensity that she blushed and dropped her oculus to the floor, then solemnly walked through the door.
Jessy was so shocked that she stumbled, mouth open, past Ms. Taggert and into the echoing halls of Northern-Veil School.
Taggert grinned and followed them in calling `` start door on the left, ladies. hire a nates. '' Then she shouted into another room `` Alice ! Fetch the girls Indian file and my supplying, then prepare the induction chamber. ``
Her mum proceeded into Taggert 's office, but Quinn hesitated at the door. She turned, and saw a petite missy walking from the door near Taggert with a file. She wore aught but a black plot over her crotch. The girls minor breasts bounced gently as she walked.
Taggert said something to her, then plunged her script into her pocket. The girl tensed, blushing up and down her trunk, her fingers tautened on the filing cabinet, almost dropping it.
Taggert took the filing cabinet, and turned back toward her billet. Quinn gasped and to the nates following to her mother.
She grabbed at her female parent 's arm and leaned in. `` Mum ! I do n't recognise what is happening here, but this seat is messed up ! We need to leave. Now. ``
Jessy turned, stone faced to her daughter. She looked recondite into her green eyes, tracing the breaking ball of her face with her own eyes.
For a moment, her solving wavered. Then the memory board 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 mother centre, her brain stuttered for a second, then she yelled, `` YOU ABSOLUTE BIT- ''
Taggert stepped into the way, calmly saying, `` That 's enough, give thanks you very much, Quinn. ''
She closed her mouth and glared at Taggert, then slumped back in her chairman, folding her limb against her chest.
Taggert walked around the desk, dropping the midst file onto the surface with a puff of detritus, and sat gently into her high back up chair.
'' I'm sorry, about my daughters behavior, Ms.Taggert. It 's been so arduous to keep her under control since her Father of the Church died. ``
'' It 's amercement. Jessy. She will find out. '' Taggert said through a smiling, `` Would you hold me a moment ? ``
She leaned forward and flipped through the single 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 trash 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 urban center. '' Taggert looked at Jessy `` Do n't concern, Mrs Davis. We 'll keep her worry, she 'll not be trouble any longer. ``
'' You ca n't nominate me do shit. ``
Taggert held up a helping hand to forbid Jessy 's answer. `` No demand to reason now, Jessy. It is not your flaw, Quinn chose to take those drugs, and to blow those boys. The shoplifting, the car larceny, she made all those selection, and they brought her here. ''
Quinn snorted and sat further into her chair.
`` Thank you. '' Jessy said, her eyes damp. `` But, how in the public are you going to be able to moderate her ? I 've simply tried everything at this point ! I just.. I do n't know what to do anymore ! ``
'' That 's rightfulness Taggert. I 'm gon na walk outta here within three day, and you can book it. ``
A pocket-sized smile broke across Taggert 's face as she stood up, she moved over to the rear of her office, and pushed down on a square of the wall. A pawl resounded from the panel, and a portion of the bulwark cracked open.
'' This way, madam. ``
Jessy, stood and walked towards the door.
Quinn was about to holler a retort, when a shock ran up her spikelet. She leapt from the professorship and spun around with a shout. Two silvery nodes stuck out from the cryptic padding of the 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 threshold, which slammed behind her.
The room she had come into, was completely out of character for this ancient Scottish castle.
All the wall were bloodless tiled, with white grouting in between. Bright lights shone from the high ceilings, but what Quinn saw, with a quiver that traveled from the top of her head, right down to her crotch, 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 bulwark. `` I guess you 'd have to sit on it to find out. ``
'' I 'm not that st- '' Quinn tried to say, but a small-scale bombination from the wall, followed by a keen pain in her cervix stopped her. `` Whu ? '' Quinn said, feebly.
'' Just a small anaesthetic. It 'll wear thin off momentarily. Would you give me a hand, Jessy ? ``
The two woman grabbed the fortunately slight girl, and carried her over to the table in the center of the room. In her temporarily addled state, Quinn felt Taggert 's paw holding her ass, and felt it slide beneath her skirt, brushing past pantie and against the sonant peel of her pussy. Her hale body jolted at the touch.
The table was cold-blooded and strong against Quinn 's cover as she came out of the daze. Taggert loomed over her as she opened her heart, brandishing a twain of large Ag scissors. She jumped and pulled her arms up to defend herself, but found that she could n't. She tried to turn her fountainhead, 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 require such barbaric methods. pity though. '' She smiled.
A wild stab of panic swept through her, driving her to jump up and fly down the vestibule, but it was much to late for that gambit, her arms and leg had been firmly fastened to the tabular array, rendering her helpless.
In a small, almost whisper voice, Jessy asked `` W… what are you going to do to her, Ms.Taggert ? ''
'' In the next XV minutes or so, Jessy, '' Taggert replied gently, `` we are going to take in complete control of your daughters will. And while you do n't cause to stay, I encourage you to do so. I 'm sure that after we 're finished you will be quite satisfied with the resultant. ``
Jessy looked at her daughter lying helpless on the table, then sat down in silence on a bench that had slid from the wall, while Taggert took her place following to Quinn.
In a cold hard vocalisation, she said, `` Your mean solar day as a malcontent are now over. From this present moment on, you will do as you 're told, when you 're told. Do you sympathise me ? ''
Now almost too terrified to even talk, Quinn stared up in miserable repulsion as Taggert began calmly cutting off her annulus with the scissor hold, not stopping until it was in a pile of ribbons on the floor. The harsh woman continued to do the Lapp to her white waistcoat, until she was lying in only underwear.
A humble wet plot of land in the heart of her crotch.
'' P-please, I 'll do whatever you say ! Just delight do n't wound me ! '' Quinn begged, finding her representative again.
'' Very secure, Quinn, '' Taggert said. `` You used the word 'please'twice in the same judgment of conviction ! That must be some kind of track record. But, in answer to your plea, I 'm sorry but we 're far past the stage of caring a smidgen about what you want. ``
Quinn gave one mighty push, trying to free herself from her restraints, though it proved futile. When Taggert clipped off her pink bra and panties, she did n't even put up a struggle.
'' My, my. '' Harriet said softly, `` You seem to have 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 box, blushed at the sight of her daughters vagina, and squirmed a little in her seat. Was the Earth's surface of it vibrating a minuscule ?
'' If all you want me to do is shave it off, I 'll be more than than happy to do it now ! '' Quinn said quickly
'' I 'm for 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 berm. `` I usually like to let the mothers take upkeep of shaving their daughter, so if you 'd like to, I 'd be happy to let you do it ? ``
Jessy Jumped, tarring her manus out from between her legs, blushing and looking away. `` I see you are busy. Alice ! ``

A second threshold slid open immediately, and the small blonde haired female child walked quickly out, still naked, but for her crotch, and carrying a modest bootleg box.
Without a glance at Quinn, Jessy, or even Taggert, she headed right for the end of the mesa where she pressed a minor Theodore Harold White button. The table snag with a whirring auditory sensation, and scatter outwards and a little upward, until Quinn 's snatch was pass around apart. She groaned and arched her back, but did not shit a word of complaint.
The missy immediately set about her work, removing a blade and foam from the box, she lathered up the female child vagina, taking special crusade to work 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 digit around her clit.
The girl, Alice, quickly cleared Quinn of all hairsbreadth, a project which got easier and wanton 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 square on the clitoris. It sent piddling fire raging all over her physical structure, she 'd never had this tactual sensation before, her whole pussy felt like it was on fire, she tried to convey her branch together, as if there was an itching there to scratch, but could not.
Alice left as fast as she had come, and the feeling in Quinn 's cunt subsided, leaving her with an evacuate, frustrated ache.
Taggert watched Cy Young Alice out of the room with a smirk. Then flicked her heart back to Quinn 's snatch. `` You have to admit Jessy, '' Jessy jumped up quickly, and held her bridge player behind her rear. `` Your daughter, has a lovely pussy. '' Jessy walked over awkwardly, sliding her stage together as she moved. She felt the aching heat in between her legs as her own juices lubricated her apparent motion. She had been so close !
She stopped in front of her daughters spread legs, 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 eyes could n't see her mother squirming, only the smirk Taggert was sending in her direction.
'' That 's right Jessy. Get a expert spirit, it 's the net anyone will ever see of it. '' Taggert said, smiling widely and turning her flaming eyes 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. start matter first. '' She replied. Then, without looking away from Quinn 's face, she pressed a push button on the side of the table. A latch clicked and a lowly attractor popped from invisible seams. She raised a small whitened objective into Quinn 's line of credit of mass.
Though she had never seen one before, Quinn recognized its use immediately. It was long, about 4 inch and thick, probably two in all around. Smooth, too, perfectly smooth and white. A tingle shaft through her snatch, and a small squeal escaped her mouth.
'' What… is that ! '' Quinn said, her centre now fixed on the dildo.
'' Let me render you. '' Taggert said. Jessy leaned her head over Taggert 's shoulder, and watched in rapt fascination as Taggert inserted the piston chamber into her girl 's smooth, shaved pussy.
Quinn gasped as it slid past the outer folds of her cunt, and in a shaky voice asked, `` W-what are you doing to me ! God ! That feels big ! '' She moaned and arched her aching pussy upward. Her backtalk formed an'O'as she felt the tip of the dildo get-up-and-go 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 outback just like this one, when her particular codification is punched in. ''
She pulled a minuscule whit box from her air pocket, and smiled cruelly. `` Each and every extremity of our staff is equipped with just such a device, and can gift her a powerful… shock deep inside her snatch. ``
'' Wow… '' Jessy breathed, staring at the glistening and swelling lips of her daughters pussy. `` Can… Can i, um- ''
'' I thought you 'd never ask '' Taggert said with a broad smile, extending the remote control to Jessy. `` Just punch in the number 3045, after you see that phone number meet the piddling projection screen, and you 're set up to go. '' Taggert waited a moment until Jessy figured out how to record the code number, then continued on.
'' Now, public press any button from one to nine. One being the lowest power and, of course, nine being the maximum. '' Her back talk 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 require to give her too practically, all at once. ''
Quincy lay there, nervously waiting, feeling the slacken tingling that had been building in her kitty-cat since the dildo and been inserted, she held her breath, waiting for the oscillation, like a cadre earpiece buzzing.
She grew impatient and was just about to ask a head when, like a bolt of lightning, her pussy was nailed by an constant humming that nearly induced and orgasm in the first two or three second base.
She screamed and thrust her pelvic girdle into the air, every vulcanized fiber in her being was on fire with pleasure, she could palpate the hot piffling rod pulsing right on her g-spot.
'' My god, '' Jessy said softly, watching her daughter thrashing around on the tabular array as her kitty-cat was tortured with orgasm after climax.
Finally taking pity on her daughter, Jessy shut the hummer off, allowing the spasming girl 's vagina to arrive back down to globe.
'' So that 's how you do it. Through their… ge..genitals. '' She said, awed.
Taggert slid her hand over Quinn 's snatch, dragging a finger between her lips and then over her pubic mound and omphalos, onto her heaving chest. Her whole body was aglow with a pinkish tone. `` Four. Nice choice, Jessy. It 's a good enough last orgasm. ``
Quinn 's blurry mind did n't register Taggert 's Christian Bible properly, her oculus focused in and out.
'' live ? I- '' Taggert cut Jessy off.
'' You 're chasten in that we use their organs to insure them, '' Harriet said, '' but this is only stone's throw telephone number one. '' She paused and opened another draw in the mesa, removing a bombastic Edward D. White syringe. `` We have a much more train way of dealing with them. '' She finished, raising a syringe into the light and giving it a quick tap.
'' What is that ! '' Jessy said, her eyes wide.
'' Just a local anaesthetic anesthetic. It 's going to hurt. A lot. But lupus erythematosus than the alternative. '' She said, then turned to Quinn, `` I 'm sure that you 'll just have it off this, young Lady. '' Taggert said softly, `` It 's just what the doctor ordered. ''
'' No, please no ! '' Quincy begged in a weak articulation, as the batch 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 englut clit, `` In fact, I can guarantee that you 'll do exactly what I say without a here and now hesitation. ''
Quinn cried and tried to buck her hip joint, but Taggert pressed her low-spirited firmly.
'' That 's a good girl, '' Harriet said softly as Quinn stopped struggling and lay dead still on the examining board, `` This will sting for just a arcsecond or two, after that you wo n't feel a thing. ''
Quinn gripped the sharpness of the table with all her might, but it did n't prepare her for the pain that seared her clit. Like a hot poker, it felt thousands of times great than it was, ripping through her mind like sherd of ice. But the pain dissipated quickly, several wet tears slid down her cheeks never the less.
'' Now, '' Taggert said, as Quinn eased and began squirming. `` I 'll install the primary controlling mechanism in her kitty. ''
With a swell spate of interest group, both Jessy and Quinn peered into Taggert 's handwriting, where lay a lowly amber band that glistened brightly under the artificial lights.
'' W-what is it, '' Quincy asked, preparing herself for the spoiled.
'' It 's a clit ring, '' Harriet said evenly, `` The needle part, '' she said coldly, and with relish, `` goes right through your clit and, out the other side. Since this is a lasting installation, a tiny drop of gilt solder will hold back it in shoes forever. ''
'' Y-you ca n't do that to me. '' Quincy shrieked, `` I-I 'll call the law 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 headland, all the things that had happened that day, and dubiety mounted. a
In a cool it crystalize vocalism Taggert said : '' Do n't get cold metrical unit now, Mrs. Davis, this is all for the best. I can ascertain you that this clit ring will do Sir Thomas More to verify your daughter than anything else you could fall up with. ``
'' But… But how does it puzzle out ? '' Jessy asked, shakily.
'' Well, '' Taggert replied, `` inside the mob is a silicon chip that works much like the vibrator. Though, as I 'm sure you can ascertain, a shaking deep inside of a vagina is a very different thing, to the same wizard directly on your button. Plus, it has other… tricks. ''
Jessy thought about it for a minute or so, then replied, `` I can see that, but how do you check these female child by pleasuring their p… pussies, when it 's so… pleasant. ''
'' Now that, is a very dear interrogative sentence, '' Taggert replied quickly, `` but the answer is in the back cow chip in this hoop, and this small gimmick. '' She held up a black, rubber oval, with a humble tube-shaped structure protruding from it.
'' What on worldly concern is that, '' Joan asked perplexedly, `` it looks like a uncanny sanitary pad… ''
'' Sanitary pad indeed ! '' Harriets Taggert replied, `` It 's made out of textile a bit like what is used in slug proof singlet, but rubberized. It 's practically indestructible. At least, subject of resisting any endeavor 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 twist is on, and locked in place, it is unsufferable for a girl to sexually free 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 role of the moment 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 skin, and in a couplet of second, she had successfully threaded the ring through the fiddling head. With one hand, she threaded it in place, and with the early, she pressed a lowly red button on a console table by the table.
Quinn felt a humble, faint dash of rut, then nothing.
'' Good, '' Taggert announced, `` All done, now all we have to do is put the sexual morality cover charge on her, and she 'll be all fixed. '' Taggert said, crouching in between Quinn 's legs.
She carefully slotted the underground on the cover into Quinn 's urethra.
Quinn squealed and tried to pluck her legs together, to block the encroachment. Unsuccessfully. The black tube slid completely in, and Quinn shuddered. As it hit the passion and wet of the subdued and smooth anatomy, the rubber eraser flexed, spreading and molding to the delicate lines of Quinn 's pussy. Then, it tautened, gripping to the flesh, falling outpouring, prostrate as if it had been painted on.
'' All done, she 'll be a very well pet from now on. '' Taggert stood, and pressed a button to relinquish the clinch on Quinn 's limbs.
Quinn jumped, literally, at the chance, and ran to her mother. She could find the movement of the vibe in her Pussy, it pulsed minutely. A slight ache in her clit told her the anaesthetic agent was beginning to wear off. But of her newly installed cover, she could feel nothing, but the awkward presence of a foreign target in her urethra.
'' Let 's see how you look, honey. '' Jessy said to her daughter, holding her at blazonry length.
'' It looks frightfully ! '' Josiah Quincy wailed, `` I do n't wan na wear this affair ! Remove it, NOW ! '' but her struggle to tug it off, even to line up clasp on it were as fruitless as her attempts to escape the examining table.
All she felt was smooth hide on her snatch, the merely difference being that she could not slip even a single finger into her blotto hole.
Finally she quit fighting and stood, glaring at Taggert. Waiting.
'' What ! '' She yelled across the room, at the woman who had maimed her cunt.
The next second, she discovered exactly 'what'.
All at once her button seemed to burst aflame as Taggert activated her clit ringing, sending the short young woman reeling across the way, trying desperately to hit the plot of land protecting her now dense pussy. She scratched manically at her soft vulva, her succus seeping through the cloth making it operose and harder to catch. A finger slipped into her virgin anus, she squealed and whipped her hands away.
'' See what we do, to bad niggling girls. '' Harriet said softly, turning up the power, bringing her to the edge of a brutal coming, she fell against the wall and cry out aloud as she realized the unfeigned horror.
She felt the ring buzz as a shock ran all through her pussycat, and the build orgasm slipped away, leaving her empty and unsatisfied.
'' P-please, '' she moaned, as her pussy flew into overdrive again.
'' The 2nd chip… '' Jessy murmured, watching her daughter blushing, and shaking. Seeing glistening juices flowing from between her legs.
'' I ca n't resist it anymore ! Please ! No more, no more… '' Quinn was so far gone that even though her snatch was a burning cauldron of sexual excitement, the overload was so great, 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.
snag began forming in Quincy 's eye when she realized that she was now truly alone.
As she slipped away into blessed sleep, her kitty-cat exhausted, aching and unsatisfied, she felt substantial arm pick her from the floor.

To be continued ...