Cecilia was considered a bit shorter and certainly too stout for an actress even by measure of the tardily nineteenth century. A girl of wider girth with ample rosehip and big teats to match she may birth represented one of the more ancient good example of aged Yorkshire Saxon line of descent. It may suffer been her folk having lived in the due west of England for genesis had offered little in the way of glamorous opportunities to wayward young woman without hubby. Especially those who dreamed of far off places in the pretense of assuming the titles belonging to the titled elite and princesses. A lot that most of the commons sentience working men of that shire would have been hesitating to admit at best to harboring a yearning for. The Mediterranean Sea and the eastern hemisphere beyond were piazza related only in ale sodden late Night big taradiddle by ex-grenadiers who had taken the Rex 's coin and had with God 's good mercy had come back from those faraway shore to dwell to tell them. Much of this bluster was considered four flush from too many liberal tankards of ale by this innkeeper 's daughter. But the lingering mob of place alien had nested itself ringing constantly in the ears of her otherwise vacate head. This physically sizeable female taking on certain foreign aires over local anaesthetic one and remaining ever eager to listen to any tardy night braggadocio spouted by a pensionary. A mental end congealing that she would one day consider the opportunity to visit these position, given the decent opportunity of course of action. In the lag somewhat emboldened by her attenuated romantic nature she was subsequently caught in taking a egregious fall with the local merchant 's immature get married son. This being individual that had a family in mellow standing with the local gentry of the surrounding residential area. And now her as uphold near presence posed a moral dilemma for the reputation of the community for peaceable harmonious country values she was considered a someone of unpardonable unscrupulous standing. The following Sunday she was called out in church building the succeeding Sunday as a Delilah and thus began to descend down the road that eventually led to her banishment data format he shire. This outcome setting in motion a serial of case would find her set out unexpectedly set out upon the road engaged upon a journey that would ultimately find her very far afield in such rare lieu as she had oft heard told of. The pittance that she had in her purse to travel Forth River affording her a fast passage to London.with was mostly purloined from a random coin here or there snatched swiftly off the tabular array from that previous trade wind in blindly drunken men gone temporarily sightless. Now in the hold herself of the vagaries of this Saami sort of subterfuge luck she arrived at the great city'meager fringe with slight to sustain her.

Several solar day of wandering these outskirts of capital of the United Kingdom growing closer to penniless by the hour with piddling cognizance of city cheater slyness. The combination of same leading young girls of her age ever closer and in some cases gullibly too willingly to the possibleness of falling prey to the ungodly devises from unprincipled male hands in residence always there. Cecelia being no exception. She became the undercoat candidate of the minute as the thread unescorted and aimless into the solid ground of a traveling sideshow soon awed by the declare pageantry of gaudy banners announcing the moral excellence of many exotic deed. Her Svengali spying her from afar in his jet Joseph Black dress coast with its spectacular gold and greens chevron striped vest. A somewhat twisted looking impresario he ran one of the minuscule less chitchat display of the carnival whose streamer garishly claimed to harbor the rarefied most gifted exotic knockout garnered from the four corner of the known world. The four corner described in fact being any nook that he could cadge the interest of any willing maiden over sufficiently down on her luck to have not tasted food for the let day or two. A meat pie and several fall guy of brownness bitterness later accompanied by wonderful tales of the life uncommitted as a performing artist upon the grander degree of European Economic Community entertaining dukes and kings giving him another biz hen for his appeal. These Baroque era narration of faraway place and the accompanying generosity being wined and dined as a minor 'cause celebrate'by its teller sufficing to reassure her of easy opportunity to rise as a wiz of the theater under his long experienced and well-versed hands. The thought of which no doubt suited her wellspring. Yet at times become tarnished by the arrival of another curvy knockout of over ample proportions in line of business with her own. It was a bit disappointing to think that she might be required to share her deed of conveyance as the center of attractive force with this quickly growing pocket-sized supporting players of three early char captivated by her promoter 's easy promises of renown and notoriety. Ones that vied in a near to equal robustness to her own bodice and hips. But she felt confident of herself in turning the headland of any likely interview of males much better than the quietus in considerateness her own previous experience in plying the local laddie back in the shire horse.

The train to Southampton taking the pocket-sized cortege to a packet steamer south scheduled to tail first at the port of Calais. The size of the ship excited the girlfriend almost as much at the generosity exhibited by their new employer. Once on add-in each allowed to pick out a new dress from one of his two larger soft-shell clam thorax making up the entirety of his luggage. Though she was unaccustomed to sea travel the embarking of this low troupe of some four female superintended by her employer and his valet enflamed a newly discovered unkindly desire for ocean travel. Cecelia was sad that their that their schedule demanded disembarking at Calais to catch a train south to give an urgent booking in Marseilles. The ever insatiate demands of being in appearance stage business as her employer reminded them all took precedence over any single desire. A pocket-sized price to pay for the fame awaiting them. The gear journey seemed as toilsome as it was swift. The group having to hurriedly make connections at several depots with only moments to spare between stops. The appreciation of coal junk and periods of monotony betwixt frenzied transportation taking its toll on the exhausted woman. After to a greater extent than a good day 's travelling they arrived at their destination on the seashore of the blue Mediterranean. A carriage from the depot depositing their weary revue at a minor dingy dockside hotel on the harbor 's sharpness. The fuming impresario having just before stomped about mightily in a presentation of frustrated rage beside the steam issuing sympathetically in consort from the train 's engine. The root of his discontent coming from a small penciled note 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 cortege. This situation only to be a temporary one as their accommodation at the Grand castle Hotel which was in the stroke of finishing its highest time of year of tenancy had overbooked but had promised with profuse excuse that the situation out be rectified by the next day.

The women sighed collectively as they took in the lackluster outside of the two-story rat trap that to a couple of them was all too familiar to what they previously privy to. In a fatherly tone he twisted at his mustache an consoled the group that it was best that they all settle into these quarters to get needed sleep this evening. The early break of the day would soon be upon them after a full Night 's sleep when they all would jaunt by motorcar to better environment in the best part of town where their hotel was located. The impresario 's servant appeared as if by magic bringing forth a carafe of disconsolate red wine quickly passing glasses to the rest. `` drinking deeply my dish for tonight the corking adventure of your lives beginsI '', said the executor of their corporate dreaming. `` An odd toast ? ``, Cecelia reckoned to herself ? `` But then theater folk were aught else if they were not an odd lot ! ``, she quipped equally silently. And she tossed back the contents of her looking glass draining it 's refilling respective times in a alike same way. None of the others seeming at all unfamiliar with the resign consumption of these intoxicating spirits that all happily toasted. The vertiginous fille suddenly feeling the fatigue of their head trip and the past day 's excitement slogging dizzily up the dingy lightless steps to their respective berths.

The pulsing of Cecelia 's head seemed unvarying in the wickedness room within which she was bundled away within. It seem to assert a constant booming phone that, along with her head, seemed to slightly sway back and forth in an unending cyclic uninterrupted rolling apparent movement. One would have thought that she might have been back upon that previous packet steamer clam that left them off on the coast of France ? It seemed odd to her that she heard early low moans from what turned out to be the a woman positioned somewhere just above. She slowly came back to incremental consciousness hearing similar sounds to her side. Laid low she supposed by that damnably heavy moody wine that all of them had so freely consumed. She made the attempt to rise up but realized something restrained her. Laying her head back she found her eyes focused upon three sets of wide straps tightly poised against the slats supporting the thinly mattress heavily occupied just above. One of her companions made a quip noise as if to support her peer incapacity in drift. To her impact she was firmly encased in a heavy sack up enclosing her up to her neck. A coverlet above that which was strapped to her bunk. Startled into a frenzy she looked over into the semi-darkness of the face and heard the sound of muffle phonation from other womanhood from the troupe. It was obvious that they had all awakened to the exact Same dilemma of being held in captivity upon standardized built in bed bed. Her companion heavily testing the buncombe 's balk just above her seemed partly comatose due to the woman 's droning on in a gargling tone. Cecelia tried to speak out but her tongue was unexpectedly restrained by a extraneous objective. She choked a bit from the streamlet of drooling spit that skid slowly over her tongue and down pooling in the back down her pharynx. She flung her head to the side and coughed trying to dislodge it. Her chest now pounded with an downright holy terror as the realization that not only was she incompetent of moving all her tree branch but her tongue was equally sequestered as well. Cecelia impotently moaned out equally in a collective refrain along with her other similarly fettered companions, their speech restrained by the intercession of a brank upon tight upon their the tongue. The satanic device allowing them hint but preventing the possibility of any intelligible speech. Some bit of frantic struggle against these foolproof systems of physical restraint proving only their effectualness. Despondent, she sank back down into a frustrated dread dumb exhaustion. `` What terrors were in memory for her now ? ``, the question echoing about her thinker continuously. What had happened ? Her psyche cycling through all the events of the past week. Questions that in light of her former stolid secure being of before made no sensation. Explainable only in the scenario of being caught within a perspicuous iniquitous dream. Confined by her guilty conscience within some form of inescapable ongoing incubus that she seemed ineffective to awake from.

The journeying to wherever continued with its uninterrupted vibrationally mechanical hum. Where she and the others were being taken was anyone 's guess and may give by virtue of unending bouts of terror and monotony taken sidereal day ? A coarse looking swarthy man arriving each day through a small vacillation hatch located out of view somewhere to the English serving as there attendant. Their optic now tested by the interruption of familiar darkness of his petite lantern 's Christ Within. The excavate metallic echo of his footsteps suggesting the emplacement being within some hollow sword bulkhead of a tramp steamer far below its deck. He routinely checked their bonds and carefully dribble water into the side of their mouths so the could get down it without choking. Cecelia now recalled the many stories told of such ships plying trade as contrabandist in slaves throughout all component part of the human race. But especially to the Islamic larboard of Northern Africa just across the blue waters of the Mediterranean Sea from civilized Europe. The fact of herself now being yet another unwilling member of a shipment of homo cargo making its way to such a location gave her a foreign sensation. Something barely describable but involving both panic and a small-scale unexpected academic degree of joy. It was incontrovertible that their dapper dressing impresario along with his swarth assistant were revealed as cruddy procurers involved in this loathsome swop. The cluster of them as load off somewhere to an unrevealed metropolis located somewhere along the obscure coastline of one of the ruling dependency of the Turkish empire or its vassals ? At least her clothing remained upon her unclean branch such as they were from the sour loving cup of soupy broth that were spooned into each of them by their scowling attendant. The endless iniquity and the constant 'rum dum rum'vibration of a reciprocating ship 's engine somewhere in the next bulkhead producing a hypnotic effect that sent each into more fitful drab dreaming.

'' Was there such a thing as divine punishment for the collective multiplicity of her petty Sin ? ``, 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 incertain fate ? Totally at the mercy of what she had surmised would be the doubtful benevolence of the Mohammedans ? As practically as her inert tree branch ached having been mercilessly restrained, her soul throbbed ever harder with earnest penance. `` If only she could make yet one more chance ! ``, she tried to sob aloud in a brand restrained gargling timber. Just wake up from this interminable site and realize it was naught but a tame dream ! She cried to herself in her mind. Try as she might aft more fitful sleep, she always returned to the disheartening reality of that Sami pulsating dull regular recurrence beside their dank steel sleeping room. And, of grade, the endless whimpering of her fellow yard bird. Trying even harder to agitate the genial pictures congealing of herself and her portion at this journey 's end. Tied or chained or worse at the unbiased whim of some malicious Turkish Bey. Or bad yet driven on in the caravan of an gipsy tribal merchant. She had heard stories told by old 'lifer 's from the rank who had marched over defect sands the company stopping on occasion dismissed for the night to inhabit Arabian bordellos where women of all races were kept interned to serve the baser pleasures of men. The pleadings of the ones newest to the internment having not become used to routinely being despoiled a germ of amusement to be laughed at and ignored in favor for the instantaneousness of flying gratification of luxuria and loins. These pleadings if overheard by a hareem concomitant leaving the pleader to be faced with a merciless encounter with some var. of nemesis. Their backrest and tooshie soon to be beaten black and blue under the knout applied in the clayey bridge player by the house 's most rely 'papaluna'. Cecelia shivered at the view of the kind of harm such a weapon system might impose upon her own bid flanks.

The sword doorway burst open. Cecelia realized that in the midst of her fearful muse the engines had slowed and now were coming to a halt. This sentence several phonation announced by a multiplicity of footstep trailing their trip-up quarrelsome attendant. Some dark complexion men malformed in appearance and dressed in dirty kaftan and red fez 's climbed one at a fourth dimension through the bulkhead door. Each one directed by their voyage 's attendant towards a particular young lady 's bunk. Each briskly releasing the Seth of strap holding them down upon their respective mattresses. Each cleaning lady still ensconced within their bag tossed over warm wide-shouldered backs. The longshoreman carelessly shifting them about like any sack of potatoes. The leader of the group advising them in a unusual tongue as they dipped down to debase their burden carefully through the rounded enclosing of the curtain raising. Cecelia 's round coming last. A duad of large dead dark brown eyes 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 stuff out its animal olfactory perception. Or for that thing, to make out it from that of the composite body odor of the man who held her aloft. It hovered between a stinging combining of exotic spices processed by ungoverned pore and untended bowels. Her heart began to speed again in a mortal dread of what the next destination had in store. The small caravan of bundled cargo now brought forth hastily into the blinding light of day. She closed her untrained optic tight to screen them from the unbearable abrasive brilliance of midday sun. All the while detecting a cacophony of pharyngeal sounding loudly in a chatter from every where about her. What she imagined in her mind 's eye to be a bustling dock replete with every type of imaginable prattle characteristic of of Mohammedan. Their subservient chattels responding in the like incomprehensible unaccustomed fashion of speech. Something completely enigmatic and abyssal to her ear. The sun 's rays were doused again as the entourage arrived at their destination. And each of the bundled were deposed in number before a rude adobe brick bulwark balancing as trump they could upon their recollective untried limbs.

Cecelia opened her oculus to see one of her party slumped upon the ground. The other two like herself bouncing against a wall respectively just below a twosome of iron cuff that dangled from the ceiling just before each of them at shoulder 's tallness. The little most active of the turbaned man bare chested in a red vest stepped forward towards each bundle fielding a small curved glistening blade. It 's acuate reflection eliciting a whimper from the closest girl nearest him. He began vigorously slitting open the cloth covering surrounding starting with the girdle enclosing her neck then sawing downwards to her understructure. He then pulled forth the swooning distaff yanking her upwards to a standing status the pair of cuff just tapping lightly against the straw man of her shoulder. One by one he pressed her infirm articulatio radiocarpea hard into each manacle. The wrist band firmly secured requiring her to teeter as best she could shakily maintaining her balance upon her feet straight upright. Her initial attempt to swoon and slump back down cut short by the pain visit upon her wrists by the Fe attached firmly to the roof eyelets above.The threat of further accidental injury to her tender wrists encouraging her to hoist herself back up as quickly as she was able to a standing position. Cecelia gasped in amazement as the turnkey grabbed the top of her bodice and insert the Lapplander knife, edge reversed, into its peak. Then pulled the blade 's curvature downward splitting the garment into a swaying rag. Her white meat dropping out heavily bouncing. Their fortunate tips standing hard and erect from their mean solar day of thraldom now finally released. Some more bookish but furiously implement stroking of the knife and her wearing apparel had been deposed into a piling of stinking tabloid. The woman 's face now contorted in grief as she swayed naked and fully exposed to view. Cecelia felt her own eye sinking feeling as she watched all the eyes of the men sought out the chummy lustrelessness of her own dark hair's-breadth covering her most private region.

One by one each woman was treated in variety. The white consistency of each now fully uncovered and shivering performing a queasy dance in space. Their wrists tugging at the irons side to side despite the noesis of being firmly secured to the clanking range of mountains. Rough virile handwriting dragged down the soft skin of each. Tracing a path through the eye of her breast down over her flicker bellies. Glancing carelessly over her 'Venus moons'eliciting a shiver of the receiver 's loins. Up and down upon the top of each thigh and then support up under the armpit and over each arm. The fews shreds of remaining clothing cleared away. The piles of same now a disused chrysalis and each shivered transformed into a new definition and a new fate. Cecelia felt a sang-froid draft upon her naked thighs struggling to void the cold encroachment of men 's stares. To her surprise she felt a rambling sea of miscellaneous emotions burning the Interior Department of her belly. Though frightful of what direful fate the side by side moment might bring she wintered what one of these men 's fingerbreadth would feel like deeply probing within her ? An uncontrollable unannounced desire suddenly unleashed to willingly push forward to embrace it. The wetness of her own sweat trailing down her front to mingle with her own stirring juice. The sensation building as her mind began to evaluate the fact of her being completely disrobe and arms restrained on mellow within a way total of unsympathetic substrata Male. The jump wince of the cleaning woman correct beside her dispelling such thoughts as water from a wooden bucketful was tossed. Catching another effort from the corner of her eye the cold capacity of another was thrown unceremoniously hard over the charwoman 's head as she responded dancing angrily in situation beneath it. Each in turn receiving the same service. In dividing line to the stifling oestrus flowing steadily through from the room 's room access each woman stood shaking from the water 's unexpected low temperature. She trembled as a sponge was pushed hard across her body unhesitatingly into each of her most outback openings. A second and a third bucketful being applied for good measure. The unemotionality of it all irked her. There was no attempt to thrust upon her what her own quixotic mentation had recently pondered ! What might quickly be expected as a determined unchecked trespass forcing her into an unmanageable passion of fall had not been inflicted ? She now became aware that the circumstances awaiting her was much darker. Something bound up closer in the land of a form of beast husbandry rather than as a waiting pusher expressly for alien Male delight.

An old Louis Harold Gray bearded man in a striped headdress hobbled into the doorway. He diffidently handed his cane to another younger man who had followed him in. He growled a bit at one of the handlers in what one might suppose to be a topical anesthetic greeting. Then went over to analyze each specimen in detail. His calloused well-worn workforce bore to cover the cinch of each thigh and buttock to try out its firmness. The duad of his two hands to weigh down heavily upon a the shoulders of each cleaning lady as if a brute whose physicality in prospective serve needed careful assessment. Attending more to the implicit in musculature of each as opposed to the softness of the surface of a breast or the deepness of each cleaning woman 's key female flexure. The spirit level of malaise grew ever stronger in the pit of Cecelia 's stomach. The man methodically worked his way over each girl continuing to try pulp and muscle, occasionally commenting over his berm to the man in the fred fez. The man 's travelling bag was now upon Cecelia. She jumped with a commencement as his men encircled her and squeezed hard. Her dentition ground hard upon the steel of the brank that still encumbered her mouth. His grip seemed experienced in female person figure as much as any horse trader might have been back rest home in her shire. Her eyes closed now, imagining herself back there whinnying just as bare as he reached down squeezed the nates of her cheek then unexpectedly pulling both both apart to dig at her anus with his hard 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 back towards them he wobbled upon his cane once more. Many minutes past until a sight was struck. Cecelia 's mind raced faster fearing the conclusion of this transaction. Knowing that it would result in the next installment of what unsure fate that was irrevocable waiting in computer memory for her. and the former women when this bargain was struck.

The staccato of oink and guttural utterances having come to finality as the bargain was struck. The universal slap of trafficker 's hand upon that of the buyer. A Muhammadan salute from heart to head thrown in for beneficial measure. A purse was produced and the old merchant 's attendants produced several Seth of token. Each was to serve as dress for his new purchases. The branks were then unceremoniously removed much to the communal sighs of easement by all the women. One by one each adult female was fitted with a wakeless iron collar secured around the cervix, a large metal loop forged upon both front and back. Their newly chaffed radiocarpal joint released from the handlock hanging overhead and the coat of arms guided around to behind their backs into another set of waiting iron handcuff so the pair of the wrist 's of each were firmly seated and hovered attached above the buttocks. A modest knotted cloth gag now inserted to acquire up the task that the steel branks had formerly served. Another orotund discharge of roughly material was dragged down over their heads and down to their knees allowing each cleaning lady encased within the sight their feet and ankle joint. The bags were twisted so that a thin length of concatenation was attached through small holes upon both the front loop-the-loop and its corresponding twin loop on the back of their collars. The shortsighted cable of women now properly harnessed together as a pocket-size power train the old man 's voice was replaced by that of his younger assistant who loudly barked a bidding at them. With a severely tug they were all pulled along stepping as best they could linked in bicycle-built-for-two back into the street at a nimble step. The unobserved eyes of each naturally focused on the pavement busily struggling to conduct their bowel movement in accord with the former so as to avoid anything crisp or potentially obstructive to their quick handing over. The estrus of the day now bearing heavily down upon them all through their backbreaking covering. Their travail flowing freely covering their entire dead body copiously dancing in droplets slippery across their tree branch. Cecelia felt herself sway along by the neck for what must give birth seemed a country mile. The smells and audio of surrounding Islamite 's with their fauna passing careless bumping into them with a force that threatened to send one reeling to the ground tugging the others along for the drive. Any temptation to support back was served with an unexpected snow of what Cecelia surmised was a hard leather crop. She felt her human foot gain the unruffled airfoil of wooden plank again. Slivers of restless watery refections blinded her eyes danced from below as it was evident that their ensemble was now being led over a wharf. `` Were they all being transshipped to some other port ?', she wondered ? A hard right turn and a series of short coke guided them up a pack plank. The feel of novel pigment and teak wood along with an sulphurous aroma of smoke. coal smoke ! Something from a ship 's boiler now insinuated itself into her nostril giving her a jump. `` What sort of bulkhead would they be confined within this time ? ``, she wondered. A disembodied set of fierce hired man pushing the headspring of each through a passage room access to recognise them. They were then gathered together in a line within a cabin.

One by one the harsh cloth sheathing was dragged from their bleakness after the connecting chains had been detached. The requirement for public correctitude to cover their exposed flesh to afford view now fully dispensed with. Their group indoors safely cloistered from of public scrutiny of Islamic Sharia. The jape were quickly removed. The speech sound of collective sobbing from the unfortunate person charwoman rose up as they huddled close together in a mass arms still fettered behind by the irons as they all cried. One by one each one was taken strongly in hired man. Their wristlet unlocked and tossed in the street corner. The char returning to a reciprocal unchained sobbing embrace as they shivered arm in arm press naked sweaty. An anvil along with a small brazier was now brought forward and placed before them. The women 's cried died to a whisper as new sets of sullen iron hamper were produced by two well-muscled men dressed in hopelessly coal soiled breeches. The arms, shoulders, and chests of the men being completely out of proportion in scale to the rest of their torsos. They pulled a cleaning woman away from the group towards the glowing brazier one bending her foreword hard over the anvil her buttocks high and vulnerable. The charwoman letting at communal pant as they saw one of the men pull a hot iron from the brasier. Its business end an intricate brand all aglow and red hot. Cecelia screamed along with the intimidate victim in agony as the atomic number 26 pressed hard into her flesh with a nasty sounding sizzle. The smell of sting flesh immediately present throughout the room. They looked collectively a the cabin room access which was now closed and fully secured. With no avenue of escape they huddled again care sheep pressing together operose and tight into the cabin 's empty nook of cold blade. Cecelia turned back around to the anvil as the others had turned away to veil their faces in the former focus of the branded woman now choking on her own asshole. One man pushed her down to kneel before the anvil. The other dragging the wrists of each arm towards the afford shackle and methodically snapping it closed then inserting a radiance rivet fresh from the brasier into the cakehole upon the face of the iron hobble. His right hand taking up a sledge and banning upon the malleable stud. Each of the blows sending a minor set of burning flicker bouncing about on flooring and exposed build causing the pathetic unfortunate to funk. Each ringing clang of alloy on metal sending a collective shiver through the merger of raw female shape clinging together just opposite. One carpus now permanently secured, the other articulatio radiocarpea of the woman was equally attended to with another trammel. The cleaning lady now roughly twisted around with each of her ankle joint presented in turn. The end upshot being that the woman 's two radiocarpal joint and two articulatio talocruralis were linked each to its corresponding other by two lengths of three foot length of chain.

In what seemed to be an eternity of sentence and terror the women now stood silent and downcast. Each one attired in a new set of jewelry. Cecelia 's carpus and ankle joint throbbing from the hotness of the rivets coursing through the hamper. The room seemed to have a familiar throbbing phone. Something in the collective unconscious mind reentry known but problematical in the midst of all this shock. Something pulling her away from what seemed glaringly inevitable. A slave to be held captive in uncivilized thraldom naked and permanently shackled through all future universe. An inner voice prodding her insistently ! `` Go on say it ! '' she heard it voicelessness, `` For you entire life ! '' The shorter of the two giants angrily pointed menacingly at a room access immediately beyond which was a sharply vertical stairwell that appeared more a ravel downward to the interior of the ship. The secondment of the brutes now brandishing a small cat o'nine menacingly up in the air. The first gear woman receiving a bump from it across her breast. It 's tiny metal scrounges leaving a few droplets of blood quickly forming along the resultant wound. Crying out in intense pain as he breast bobbed up and down under her paw she clinked along through the possible action and down the stairwell. The early three needing no further urging. Down into the interior of the ship their irons singing away with every step they felt the warmth rising as they reached each steel gridded chopine. The source of the throbbing sound revealed data formatting he surroundings as an idling devil dog locomotive. Cajoled along by glancing snow and guttural vocalization down turning twice more down two other grade of steep stairwells where they were abruptly buffeted back by another bare-chested immorality titan who held them at bay keeping them from descending further into another abyss of throbbing machinery. The heating by this stop was beyond endurable of that which was experienced from the sun up topside. The stentorian sound of articulating motor weapon system churning away extinguishing any formula floor of human lecture. The dejected women near to swooning. The stairwell that had led them down from above sat above a hatching composed of closely spaced horizontal Fe stripe with a hasp. The stamp left by the vision of like suggesting a conformation of prison-like enclosure. The optic of all the enslaved cleaning woman obsessively focused upon the big open ringlet that was attached to the hatch by a tiny chain. All wee startled in unison as it as it unexpectedly swung upwards. A single tree trunk of an arm pushed the logic gate upward and the large head of an equally malevolent heavyweight popped up through the opening. Over his bare shoulder was a R-2 tightly digging into the flesh of his berm. As he stepped out and over onto the gridded platform he turned to set out hauling something weightily attached to the same rope from below. The fetter women all gasped in unison. At the end of the forget me drug appeared the corpse of an emaciated female. The bottom of the rope tightly looped around the top of her chest underneath her lifeless coat of arms. The inert slumping number covered in black sooty substance from school principal to toe. The torso of what was obviously a very dead woman. What had once been a glowing shock of blond fuzz upon the head of a once Edward Young and vibrant face was now a dirty wet mop of coal detritus. The man dragged the corpse about roughly tossing it carelessly aside to urinate room for the mathematical group of newly-impressed striver to pass. A broad evil grin upon his nerve accompanied a cold-shoulder sarcastically deferential bow of his head signaling his two feller conducting the party to recommend them Forth River one at a sentence into the bowels of what now seemed the hellish chamber of revulsion that awaited them below. Every women shaking uncontrollably in animal fear urged on by quick strokes from behind by the cat.

Cecelia felt numb and rubbery as it was her turn to bend down to grab the burning rungs of the steel run to go down down to what now seemed a very short and most probably an eternally torture end. Was this place in fact a lower circle of hell described by her quondam in inferno that she was condemned to bear within as a penalisation for her immorality ? The romanticism of life history as concubine now fully flown from her consciousness by the brimstone burning her ft from unbearable hotness ever rising as she descended. Her intellect a space, completely eaten away leaving a vacancy containing one simple question as to what had occasioned the final lot of the Thomas Young fair sex her corpse having just been so carelessly discarded. As she stepped off the ladder her question was immediately answered by the sight of a raw charwoman in chains that were similar to her own tirelessly working away at diminishing a peck of ember by shoveling it bit by bit into the raging infernal region of a boiler 's furnace. Her consistency operose and toned from unending forcible trade union movement. The inmate 's struggling body clothed head to toe in a slippery blackness. Her nakedness clothed by the addition of a loop of enchained padlocked around her waistline adding the to rigor of the shackles clinking wildly with every pass of the shovel into the flaming glow of flames licking out of the open portal to the ultimate heart of inferno creating steam for the monumental ship 's boiler. Two other women being equally scantily attired in Fe shoveling ember with as a good deal energy into two other open furnaces. The small ensemble working at an accelerated pace as if their aliveness depended on satisfying the boiler furnaces 's igneous anger. Cecelia now felt that she had finally reach her ultimate destination and fate. To dissolve slowly within the insufferable intensity level of this everlasting heat. She turned to see her other three fellow traveler being led to the early bay. Each to her topographic point stopped before the open threshold as a chain was pulled up from the lampblack and padlocked tightly around each of them. The wall behind piled with declamatory chunks of coal. Several indifferent female person torsos slumped one atop the early over one of the smaller pitcher's mound. One of them stirring with a feeble moan as the the male gaoler having first opened each furnace threshold of the opposition bay before the newly cinctured women took his foresightful iron rod and pressed its radiance red pinch end into the side of the top most eubstance upon the fleshy pile. The attendant then slapping hard upon the top of her buttocks with his curse causing her to distort up painfully and creeping forth in great agony to what appeared to be a small jail cell envelopment located just behind the upright run.

The safeguard alternately prodding the mass of her stern cooling its tip without eh sizzle of material body from her scarred flesh. Motivating her to crawl faster to her destination contrary of the ceaseless tumult of broiling heat. He then dropping the iron to run up to fend over her in front of the give gate, half throwing her half stuffing her completely inside. Cecelia was grabbed by the same man and then shoved and kicked into the circumscribe quad on top of the fuddle of what turned out to be yet another inmate resting within. A low ceilinged natural enclosure that barely could fit two housing the three of them. Cecelia 's head crammed awkwardly for a moment upon the pulsating belly of the wound woman who now was fighting for breather. Until grasped by another rough hand to be pushed off the first-class honours degree with a violent shove. `` Let the whore breathing time her terminal you bitch ! ''. Cecelia strained backward against the erect bars of the threshold that had now been secured shut with a metallic click. The black coal dust smeared nerve of the woman in the shadows who had pushed her off the early still prostrate now sneered. `` Four minute shoveling ! '' `` And four hours rest ! '' `` Non-stop ! '' `` And Forever ! '' `` You can try to squat over the bucket just outside her when your are near to bursting with shit. '' `` That 's if their is anything self-colored left within ya from the watery gruel they let you slop ? '' `` Just piss and squirt it out from both ends when your shoveling on the ember spilling from the bunker. '' The woman then went stonily silent as she cradled the inert form of the fully spent worker her chest pulsating erratically. Cecelia looked down at the wretch crunched over the thigh of the early coal smut black Madonna cradling her from above. Her quick shoal breaths barely audible. The charwoman cradling her looking up from her burden. `` She wo n't hold out ! ``, the char spat out meanly. Then looking with utter hatred in her eye at Cecelia, `` And neither will the lot of you ! '' Cecelia let out a brusk startled scream as she felt herself go faint. `` last-place. .. ? ``, she trembled in a squeaky interpreter ! '' `` Yeah ! '' said the other woman. `` Die of debilitation and then get tossed over the side of meat as dinner for the sharks. '' `` The emir of this stinking island hatred Christians. '' `` The Italians killed one of his relatives ! '' `` We are his prize and gift to position for visiting European embassador ! '' `` He likes to show to alien travelers struggling au naturel under the lash for a lark ! '' The cleaning lady 's scarred blazonry and torso bearing refreshing scabs from recent blows of the nemesis. `` Thinks he makes Allah felicitous by showing us to them shoveling non-stop until he works a few of us to end. '' `` You 'll see ! ``, the fair sex said giving out a lunatic joke. `` Maybe the first one to go will be you ? '' `` I do n't chip in you more than two workweek ! '' `` Maybe three calendar week at best ! ``

Cecelia began to yawp out flash turning away from the howling fiend of her fellow inmate who ponded hard and violently upon the dying torso of the woman who had now had stopped breathing beneath her. `` Wake up bitch ! ``, the crazed inmate screamed as she pounded even harder on the inert conformation of the expired slave. Looking back up at Cecelia with a toothless grin all of her front tooth having been recently smashed out. `` You 'll see ! ``, the deranged banshie kept repeating endlessly with increasing spitefulness. The three other women were now struggling mightily to respectively lift shovel wide-cut 's of coal upward to keep them them story with the open door of the boiler furnaces. The bare chested jailor striking out at one bare white back with the wide ferocity of his scrooge. Urging all of his charges to help them curb their sheer physical exhaustion through motivating them with more hammer strokes from his cat up and down all over their dispirited book binding and buttocks. The flesh on each turning into red stripes dripping blood.The char now trembling mightily with greater elbow grease. Some still barely getting a shovel into its intended target but doing same faster. Slowly mastering the alimentation of the insatiable raging snake pit behind the glowing red iron mouths of each boiler to sting a little hotter. Any cheeseparing miss spilling coal from a scuttle earning the miscreant 's sudor slick red striped Edward D. White back another two cherry red welt. The musical rhythm of each eventually coming into a firm cycle as each torture somebody was getting the bent of the rightfulness sum of money of coal to toss. The big man behind him taking relish in perfecting their aim by the constant quantity menace of yet more pain to be inflicted on their struggling body if they dropped the pace. The voice just behind Cecelia chimed out, `` They 're quick learner ! ``, she cackled, `` And you 'll soon acquire too ! '' `` Ha ha ha ! '' Cecelia turned back glaring as the other woman with daggers as the previous pushed the soggy body of the unfortunate 's remains hard up against Cecelia 's folded legs. She rose up abruptly and turning her hips hard to one side and let out a hard watercourse of hot weewee splattering carelessly about. Much of it splashing across the dead womanhood 's head. The torrent dousing white some of the black smudge of its body. Cecelia unexpectedly shocked by its reveal of recently scarred whiten skin.. `` You 'll learn ! ``, the harpy chortled again. `` Why do n't they send a squadron of ships from England to lay aside us ? ``, loudly weeped Cecelia. `` Hah ! ``, spat formidable her cellmate. `` They 're all men ! '' `` The amir has them stand up there just above us on the control grid. '' `` They stand there watching us dying at the end of our forcefulness suffering like the condemned from infernal region saying absolutely naught. '' `` If you cry out to gain their attention for help you get hit harder ! '' `` So you learn quickly push your opening harder into another mound of John Rock and just power shovel and close your trap '' `` You can feel their jizz raining down above sizzling on your bare back ! '' `` You just keep shoveling faster giving them a near show. '' `` As far as they care you might be their sister or their mother and they wo n't help ya ! '' `` They do n't care ! '' `` To them we 're just risky naked animals '' `` Something out of a zoo to look and laugh at like dirty rapscallion ! '' `` The fucking illegitimate child ! '' Cecelia turned back again towards her erstwhile fellow. They seemed transformed in some way from women into a more sinister manakin of beasts. Their once Edward Douglas White Jr. skin now peppered gray over red band now from the gathering dust of shovelfuls of fling coal growing slowly blacker. The accumulation of sweat streaking through exposing the ruby exposed human body torn here and there by the cat 's metal bakshis. The gaoler seeing Cecelia peering out, her chest hard pressed against the legal profession exposing the two blood-red baksheesh of her bombastic boob and flicked his cilium out at one. She screamed in inst torture looking down to find a weal forming upon the top of one The lunatic 's complacent sadistic grin beaming down upon her as she cowered back as fast as he could shinny into the cell 's inside.

The voice from the nighttime behind her rang out again. `` They 'll never touch you like a regular man would. '' `` Nor poke you between your stage or squeeze your knocker ! '' `` Never with their work force at to the lowest degree ? '' `` Only with the lash. '' `` You wo n't get fucked with a bid gruelling dick in this position. ``, the woman 's voice lowered at the end of her burst into a low oink. Cecelia twisted sweatily back around dragging her white meat from any potential inter-group communication with the hot atomic number 26 of the bars only to front the tormenting con once again. Her persecutor now sat with her own legs pulled back and spread wide apart like the stem branch of a malefic wanderer. She was busily shoving three of her lank digit hard up as deep as possible into her own vagina. Vigorously pumping the well of her ruby red wet slit like some insane zoo monkey letting out low moan as she began to mount into intensity of a climax and began to spout. The initial wave of her orgasm now spent. Sinking back for a moment into a more relaxed stead the woman now opened her optic and stared directly at Cecelia. `` You better learn this legerdemain fast, my honey ! '' `` It 's the entirely thing that will keep you going ! '' `` Coal dust and cunt do n't try so bad once you get into it ! ``, the woman offered as she smiled wickedly. She slowly leaned forward towards Cecelia suddenly saying, `` Maybe you 's like to try some now ? '' `` Hungry ? ``, shrieked the woman with a big jaggy grin as she grabbed hard at Cecelia 's head with her two hands forcing it down towards the wet gaping pink initiative at the basis of her stage. Despite every attack by Cecelia to pull out away, the accumulate strength gain from a minor timeless existence of the other woman ; s shoveling coal overcame all attempts to resist. The woman playfully washed Ceceli 's face with her vagina 's issue. Vigorously rubbing her genital organ up and down all over Cecelia 's nose and lips. Another quick squirt of succus then unexpectedly summoned from the hole hurtling out into the poor girls sassing. `` Lick me you fucking bitch lick me ! '' The unchewable muscles of the woman punishing Cecelia screaming. `` Lick me or I 'll vote out you ! '' I 'll smother you with my cunt ! '' The witch revelry was suddenly cut abruptly as a voiceless male phonation barked from exterior. The small cell threshold swung open and Cecelia 's fuzz was grabbed from rear and she was pulled backwards out the clutch of her insane cellmate. Two arms forced her upwards to the sound of her own irons clanking. She found herself now fully puked to her base and shoved before the exhausted frame of one of her pilot companions. The shift was being changed. And it was now her act to shovel coal and tormented. The loop of chain of mountains on the other staggering barely capable to stand was now removed and transferred tightly around her own waist. The figurehead of the other woman 's face and body was completely black with a slurry of ember dust and body stew. The man pushed the unfortunate back towards the cell where the other gaoler fresh from the other set of kettle was carelessly pulling the remains of the dead woman out of the petite cell by its ankle. A puddle of excreta trailing across the entrance from between the clay 's buttocks. The new occupier now was pushed down to her men and knee and forced to cringe through it. Listless and not resisting she struggled against debilitation to slide across its slickness aerofoil. A gleeful cry rising up from within. Emanating from the toothless mouth of the original harpie as a new victim was introduced to serve her unsatiable desire.

The prospicient length of Ernst Boris Chain was running back through the groove of Cecelia 's orotund ass. She felt a big hand push her to towards the ember coal scuttle laying upside down on the trading floor. Though she was almost five feet away, the passion projected by the furnace as its room access was opened seemed as if it might set her head of hair on flame ! The flash pain of the cat stroking against her lower back forcing her instantaneous compliance to crouch over to find fault up the weighed down coal scuttle. Needing no further encouragement to begin her task she bit the edge of it deep into the cascading pile of ember rocks just to her slope to put away them in. Her arms felt care rubber as she lifted it as gamy as she thought that she could just shy of the open door. The heating plant pouring from the furnace threatening to seethe her eyeballs and she had to shut her chapeau into a close squint. A cheap fracture of steel belt hitting hard into stamp physical body helped advance her arms up higher just far enough to shed the contents of the shovel int the fire 's maw. She choked from the pain in the neck of the shock. She managed to get another shovelful almost perfectly into the white hot opening 's rima oris. Another crack landed on the spinal column of her upper thigh. And then a further one first directly on her tailbone. And as he thought to sink down from the unbearable cacoethes yet another blow reaching up between her buttocks to graze her sex helping her to rise straight back up tottering with a shovelful full moon of ember at the gear up. The hurting was now beyond unbearable for her witting psyche to grasp. But her soundbox snapped to care a marionette knowing exactly what was demanded of it. Meticulously scrapping the mouth of the coal scuttle across the level to force up another goodly luck of ember. The blows becoming less patronize as she began to stick to to a continuous unbreakable pace. And so it went, on and on and on until she was a mindless robot struggling to best it 's shoemaker's last delivery. slash and throw, diagonal and cam stroke, again and again and again. Her keister like Twin Falls granite hard rocks. Her bleeding back growing ever harder the corduroy of newly discovered muscles bulging forth. The once man mechanism ever on the sharpness of collapsing ! But seemingly ever being capable to trump itself with every successive attempt. A sealed sense of burning now consuming invading he own belly independent of the flaming of the hellhole before her. The oestrus within it rivaling the fervency that she fed as her own cunt began to pulsate and reduce harder and ever harder with every successive rise. The release of what seemed to be internal fluids and ocean spilling Forth. drib of it poring from below to sizzle loudly on the story. And upon the bottom of the boiler 's brand with every thrust forward of the spadeful as the coal was thrown. A cruel good sense of ecstasy beyond anything imaginable had taken grip of her. Anything that once could have be considered educate about her dead the fury of asinine fury having taken control of her soul. She had been transformed from a human being being into a gluey struggling beast. A wounded animal caught up in an all out struggle to restructure its former earthly boundaries into that of a daimon. No longer pitifully asking for relief for some unexpected mercy. But begging for more blinding heat energy and the burning cut yet another blow upon her Edward Douglas White Jr. hot material body. A completely sick con initiated into the paradiss of an eternal underworld .