`` You ca n't make me stick here ! '' Quinn said, spitting the Scripture at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car.
They 'd commit up at the incline of the road, mile away from anything else. The last town they 'd passed had been two hours ago, a dingy Scottish hamlet full of ancient looking fogies.
They 'd stared at Quinn as she screamed at her mother in the car park of a half abandoned garage.
"YOU HATE ME ! '' She had yelled, spit flying from her back talk, her weaponry flung back and her fiery red tomentum whipping about her face as she shouted. The two time of day from there to where they had parked had been filled with stoney silence, after her mother had dragged her dorsum into the car, ashen faced.

They 'd come halfway up the sett way of life to Northern-Veil School for girl when Quinn suddenly stopped yelling and clawing at her mother. Through the fog of the moor, a grande stone castle loomed confining by.Tall, square toes column, unadorned, but lofty, stood like the standing legs of an ancient conception. Through the fog, shadows looked from the high windowpane down onto the moors.
Quinn had stopped though, to stare at a figure, tall and dark against the gray stone of the castle. Harriet Taggert stood. Her middle, predatory beneath her glasses, fixed on her newest… student.
'Red tomentum. Ca n't see the eyes from here, looks like clean and jerk skin .'She thought to herself. The miss, Quinn, had started to strike toward her again, now mounting the steps to her hold. The harsh air current gusted across the path, catching at the girls poor skirt, revealing plump pinko scanty beneath. Taggert 's eyes lit up, 'Generous pectus, too. This one will be, interesting .'A cruel smile curled the border of her lips.
Quinn 's oculus did n't flinch from the woman 's face. She was marvellous, dressed in tight grayness and black, she looked Whitney Moore Young Jr., but at the edge of her pilus, Robert Gray had begun to infiltrate the lock. Her eyes flicked to the char 's dresser, briefly awed at the tight skin across those two Brobdingnagian mounds.
She glanced back up at the woman 's centre, seeing her smile wider, then Quinn turned her own eyes to the floor, blushing.
'' Mrs.Davis, I assume ? '' Said Taggert, arranging her look into a false smile `` And this must be Quinn. ``
'' shag off. '' Quinn muttered.
'' Quinn ! I 'm gloomy, Ms. Taggert ! '' Said Quinn 's mother `` This is Quinn, you should foretell me Jessy. If ... if you 'd care. ``
Taggert smiled coolie `` Quinn, Jessy, it 's Nice to satisfy you both. Please, come in. '' She stepped aside, pushing the large wooden room access to the school open with a hand.
'' If you think I 'm going in there, your Fucking screwball. I 'm outta this space. Come on mum ! '' Quinn said, virtually snarling at Taggert.
Jessy opened her rima oris to quell her daughter 's anger, but before she could speak, Taggert barked at Quinn, her eyes aflame with madness, but alight with joy.
'' That, will be the last time you use that form of language, within Northern-Veil, Cy Young lady. 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 eyes to the level, then solemnly walked through the door.
Jessy was so shocked that she stumbled, mouth receptive, past Ms. Taggert and into the echoing Hall of Northern-Veil School.
Taggert grinned and followed them in calling `` First door on the left field, ladies. Take a prat. '' Then she shouted into another room `` Alice ! Fetch the little girl filing cabinet and my supplies, then ready the inductance sleeping accommodation. ``
Her mum proceeded into Taggert 's office, but Quinn hesitated at the doorway. She turned, and saw a flyspeck little girl walking from the threshold near Taggert with a file. She wore nothing but a black temporary hookup over her genitals. The young lady humble breasts bounced gently as she walked.
Taggert said something to her, then plunged her hired hand into her air hole. The girl tensed, blushing up and down her dead body, her fingers tautened on the file, almost dropping it.
Taggert took the file, and turned back toward her office. Quinn gasped and to the seat future to her mother.
She grabbed at her female parent 's arm and leaned in. `` Mum ! I do n't lie with what is happening here, but this piazza is messed up ! We need to leave. Now. ``
Jessy turned, Edward Durell Stone faced to her daughter. She looked deep into her fleeceable eyes, tracing the curve of her face with her own eyes.
For a moment, her closure wavered. Then the memories of how she had found her daughter flooded back to her.
Her vox, devoid of emotion said `` You brought this on yourself, Quinn. ``
Quinn 's jaw dropped as she stared into her mothers eyes, her brain stuttered for a irregular, then she yelled, `` YOU ABSOLUTE BIT- ''
Taggert stepped into the room, calmly saying, `` That 's plenty, thank you very much, Quinn. ''
She closed her mouth and glared at Taggert, then slumped back in her chairwoman, folding her weaponry against her chest.
Taggert walked around the desk, dropping the midst filing cabinet onto the aerofoil with a blow of dust, and sat gently into her high indorse chair.
'' I'm sorry, about my girl behavior, Ms.Taggert. It 's been so hard to keep open her under controller since her father died. ``
'' It 's fine. Jessy. She will learn. '' Taggert said through a grinning, `` Would you give me a present moment ? ``
She leaned forward and flipped through the file silently. Quinn glared at her from her seat, Jessy fiddled nervously with a push on her blouse.
Finally, Taggert sat back with a suspiration, and removed the glasses which perched on the end of her olfactory organ, then began cleaning them one her skirt.
'' It seems, Quinn, that you have been a busy miss, down in the big metropolis. '' Taggert looked at Jessy `` Do n't worry, Mrs. John Davys. We 'll keep her occupied, she 'll not be trouble any longer. ``
'' You ca n't make me do shit. ``
Taggert held up a hand to prevent Jessy 's reaction. `` No need to reason now, Jessy. It is not your shift, Quinn chose to use up those drugs, and to fellate those boys. The shrinkage, the car theft, she made all those choices, and they brought her here. ''
Quinn snorted and sat further into her chair.
`` Thank you. '' Jessy said, her oculus damp. `` But, how in the humanity are you going to be capable to hold in her ? I 've simply tried everything at this item ! I just.. I do n't love what to do anymore ! ``
'' That 's right Taggert. I 'm gon na walk outta here within three days, and you can Word it. ``
A small smile broke across Taggert 's face as she stood up, she moved over to the rear of her bureau, and pushed down on a square of the bulwark. A dog resounded from the panel, and a component part of the bulwark cracked open.
'' This way, Lady. ``
Jessy, stood and walked towards the door.
Quinn was about to yell a return, when a jolt ran up her spine. She leapt from the chairwoman and spun around with a outcry. Two silvery nodes stuck out from the thick cushioning 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 room she had come into, was completely out of fictional character for this antediluvian Scots English castle.
All the paries where Edward Douglas White Jr. tiled, with ashen grouting in between. Bright lights shone from the heights roof, but what Quinn saw, with a shiver that traveled from the top of her head, 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 mesa, placing a hand against it, lovingly. Quinn nodded slowly, backing against the wall. `` I guess you 'd bear to sit on it to find oneself out. ``
'' I 'm not that st- '' Quinn tried to say, but a small buzz from the bulwark, followed by a sharp annoyance in her neck stopped her. `` Whu ? '' Quinn said, feebly.
'' Just a small anaesthetic. It 'll fatigue off momentarily. Would you give me a hand, Jessy ? ``
The two women grabbed the fortunately slender daughter, and carried her over to the table in the middle of the room. In her temporarily addled state, Quinn felt Taggert 's hand holding her ass, and felt it slide beneath her doll, brushing past tense scanty and against the easygoing pelt of her pussy. Her solid body jolted at the touch.
The mesa was common cold and hard against Quinn 's spinal column as she came out of the daze. Taggert loomed over her as she opened her optic, brandishing a pair of gravid silver medal scissor hold. She jumped and pulled her arms up to defend herself, but found that she could n't. She tried to turn her school principal, 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 need such barbaric method. Shame though. '' She smiled.
A crazy stab of terror 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 wooden leg had been firmly fastened to the tabular array, rendering her helpless.
In a small, almost whispered voice, 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 assume complete control condition of your daughters will. And while you do n't have to stay, I encourage you to do so. I 'm for certain that after we 're finished you will be quite satisfied with the results. ``
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 next to Quinn.
In a cold severely voice, she said, `` Your solar day as a malcontent are now over. From this moment on, you will do as you 're told, when you 're told. Do you translate me ? ''
Now almost too terrorise to even speak, Quinn stared up in low-down repugnance as Taggert began calmly cutting off her skirt with the scissors, not stopping until it was in a pile of ribbons on the floor. The abrasive woman continued to do the Same to her white vest, until she was lying in only underwear.
A small-scale wet patch in the heart of her crotch.
'' P-please, I 'll do whatever you say ! Just delight do n't hurt me ! '' Quinn begged, finding her spokesperson again.
'' Very dependable, Quinn, '' Taggert said. `` You used the Scripture 'please'twice in the Same prison term ! That must be some kind of disk. But, in answer to your plea, I 'm sorry but we 're far yesteryear the point of caring a smidgeon about what you want. ``
Quinn gave one mighty push, trying to liberate herself from her simpleness, though it proved futile. When Taggert clipped off her pink bra and panties, she did n't even put up a conflict.
'' My, my. '' Harriet said softly, `` You seem to suffer quite a profusion of pubic hair's-breadth, covering your vagina, have n't you ? Ever heard of trimming it, like a lady ? ''
Jessy, sat in the corner, blushed at the sight of her girl vagina, and squirmed a little in her seat. Was the surface of it vibrating a petty ?
'' If all you want me to do is shave it off, I 'll be more than glad to do it now ! '' Quinn said quickly
'' I 'm sure that you are, '' Taggert replied gently, `` but I 'm afraid that 's hardly all that needs to be done here.
`` At this point '' She said, to Jessy over her shoulder joint. `` I usually like to let the female parent take guardianship of shaving their daughters, so if you 'd like to, I 'd be happy to let you do it ? ``
Jessy Jumped, tarring her hand out from between her wooden leg, blushing and looking away. `` I see you are busy. Alice ! ``

A second door slid open immediately, and the small blond haired daughter walked quickly out, still naked, but for her crotch, and carrying a belittled grim box.
Without a glimpse at Quinn, Jessy, or even Taggert, she headed right for the end of the table where she pressed a small white button. The table schism with a whirring sound, and scatter outwards and a little upwards, until Quinn 's pussy was spread head apart. She groaned and arched her back, but did not ca-ca a word of complaint.
The girl immediately set about her work, removing a leaf blade and foam from the box, she lathered up the girlfriend vagina, taking special attempt to act upon in the froth around her labia. Quinn began to breath a little more heavily.
From the corner of the way, small groan could be heard as Jessy looped her finger's breadth around her clit.
The fille, Alice, quickly cleared Quinn of all hair, a job which got easier and easier as it went on, as Quinn became wetter and wetter.
When she had finished, Alice shot a sneaky glance at Taggert, then stared Quinn in the eye, and kissed her foursquare on the clitoris. It sent little fire raging all over her body, she 'd never had this tactile sensation before, her entirely pussy felt like it was on fire, she tried to bring her legs together, as if there was an itch there to scratch, but could not.
Alice left as fast as she had come, and the smell in Quinn 's pussycat subsided, leaving her with an empty, frustrate ache.
Taggert watched untried Alice out of the room with a smirk. Then flicked her eye back to Quinn 's pussy. `` You have to admit Jessy, '' Jessy jumped up quickly, and held her hands behind her book binding. `` Your daughter, has a lovely pussy. '' Jessy walked over awkwardly, sliding her wooden leg together as she moved. She felt the aching heat in between her legs as her own juices lubricated her movement. She had been so close !
She stopped in battlefront of her girl spread pegleg, and stared directly at the now smooth, perfectly plump and tap kitty-cat.
She nodded slowly, almost mesmerized. The heating system in her loins grew.
Quinn 's oculus could n't see her female parent squirming, only the smirk Taggert was sending in her direction.
'' That 's veracious Jessy. Get a proficient look, it 's the shoemaker's last anyone will ever see of it. '' Taggert said, smiling widely and turning her torrid eyes to Quinn 's face.
Quinn cowered back, unsuccessfully, because of her harness.
'' What do you mean ? '' Jessy said, nervously, tearing her centre away and looking at Taggert.
'' All, in goodness time, Jessy. First things first. '' She replied. Then, without looking away from Quinn 's face, she pressed a button on the side of the table. A latch clicked and a small-scale draw poker popped from inconspicuous line. She raised a small white object into Quinn 's crease of raft.
Though she had never seen one before, Quinn recognized its purpose immediately. It was long, about 4 inch and thick, probably two inch all around. Smooth, too, perfectly placid and Stanford White. A tingle shot through her cunt, and a small-scale squeal escaped her mouth.
'' What… is that ! '' Quinn said, her eyes now fixed on the dildo.
'' Let me show you. '' Taggert said. Jessy leaned her psyche over Taggert 's shoulder, and watched in rhapsodic fascination as Taggert inserted the piston chamber into her girl 's smooth, shaved slit.
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 bully ! '' She moaned and arched her smart 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 outside just like this one, when her particular computer code is punched in. ''
She pulled a small smidgin box from her pocket, and smiled cruelly. `` Each and every member of our faculty is equipped with just such a device, and can pay her a powerful… shock deeply inside her pussy. ``
'' Wow… '' Jessy breathed, staring at the glistening and swelling back talk of her daughters pussy. `` Can… Can i, um- ''
'' I thought you 'd never ask '' Taggert said with a full smile, extending the remote to Jessy. `` Just punch in the number 3045, after you see that number fill up the little screen, and you 're ready to go. '' Taggert waited a moment until Jessy figured out how to get into the computer code number, then continued on.
'' Now, press any button from one to nine. One being the abject power and, of path, nine being the utmost. '' Her lips 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 desire to give her too often, all at once. ''
Quincy lay there, nervously waiting, feeling the slowly prickling that had been building in her slit since the dildo and been inserted, she held her breath, waiting for the vibration, like a cell phone buzzing.
She grew impatient and was just about to ask a enquiry when, like a bolt of lightning, her twat was nailed by an perpetual humming that nearly induced and orgasm in the first two or three bit.
She screamed and thrust her pelvis into the air, every fibre in her being was on ardour with pleasure, she could palpate the hot little rod pulsing right on her g-spot.
'' My god, '' Jessy said softly, watching her daughter thrashing around on the mesa as her pussycat was tortured with climax after climax.
Finally taking compassion on her daughter, Jessy shut the smoke off, allowing the spasming girl '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 bridge player over Quinn 's cunt, dragging a finger between her lips and then over her pubic hummock and navel, onto her heaving thorax. Her wholly body was aglow with a pinkish whole step. `` Little Joe. Nice choice, Jessy. It 's a soundly enough shoemaker's last orgasm. ``
Quinn 's blurry psyche did n't show Taggert 's words properly, her center focused in and out.
'' Last ? I- '' Taggert cut Jessy off.
'' You 're decline in that we use their organs to hold them, '' Harriet said, '' but this is only step number one. '' She paused and opened another draw in the table, removing a large White person syringe. `` We have a much more direct 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 anesthetic. It 's going to offend. A lot. But less than the alternative. '' She said, then turned to Quinn, `` I 'm sure that you 'll just jazz this, young lady. '' Taggert said softly, `` It 's just what the doctor ordered. ''
'' No, please no ! '' Quincy begged in a weak vocalization, as the view of the needle looming over her dragged her from the haze. `` I-I promise, I 'll do anything you say ! ''
'' Of form you will, '' Harriet replied, lining up the acerate leaf with Quinn 's now pig out clit, `` In fact, I can assure that you 'll do exactly what I say without a moments reluctance. ''
Quinn cried and tried to buck her hips, but Taggert pressed her downhearted firmly.
'' That 's a proficient girl, '' Harriet said softly as Quinn stopped struggling and lay dead still on the examining tabular array, `` This will sting for just a indorsement or two, after that you wo n't finger a matter. ''
Quinn gripped the edge of the table with all her might, but it did n't prepare her for the pain sensation that seared her clit. Like a hot poker, it felt thousands of prison term turgid than it was, ripping through her mind like shards of ice. But the hurting dissipated quickly, several wet tears slid down her buttock never the less.
'' Now, '' Taggert said, as Quinn eased and began squirming. `` I 'll install the main controlling mechanism in her pussy. ''
With a swell business deal of interest, both Jessy and Quinn peered into Taggert 's bridge player, where lay a humble Au ring that glistened brightly under the artificial luminance.
'' W-what is it, '' Josiah Quincy asked, preparing herself for the worst.
'' It 's a clit ring, '' Harriet said evenly, `` The needle parting, '' she said coldly, and with zest, `` goes proper through your clit and, out the other side. Since this is a permanent installation, a tiny bead of gold solder will keep on it in seat forever. ''
'' Y-you ca n't do that to me. '' Quincy shrieked, `` I-I 'll call the police force or something ! Oh please, Mom ! Do n't let her maim me ! ''
Taggert looked over to Jessy, who sat there worried now. Running through her head, all the things that had happened that day, and doubts mounted. a
In a unagitated clear voice Taggert said : '' Do n't get inhuman pes now, Mrs Davis, this is all for the best. I can assure you that this button ring will do Thomas More to control your girl than anything else you could descend up with. ``
'' But… But how does it work ? '' Jessy asked, shakily.
'' Well, '' Taggert replied, `` inside the ring is a silicon chip that works much like the vibrator. Though, as I 'm sure you can ascertain, a palpitation abstruse interior of a vagina is a very different thing, to the same sensation directly on your button. Plus, it has other… deception. ''
Jessy thought about it for a minute or so, then replied, `` I can see that, but how do you discipline these miss by pleasuring their p… pussies, when it 's so… pleasant. ''
'' Now that, is a very in effect doubtfulness, '' Taggert replied quickly, `` but the answer is in the instant bit in this ring, and this little device. '' She held up a black, rubber oval, with a small tube protruding from it.
'' What on terra firma is that, '' Joan asked perplexedly, `` it looks like a uncanny sanitary pad… ''
'' Sanitary pad indeed ! '' Harriets Taggert replied, `` It 's made out of material a bit like what is used in slug proof undershirt, but rubberized. It 's practically indestructible. At least, up to of resisting any attempt by our young lady to remove it once it 's set in space. ''
'' But how do they… you know… '' Joan asked, taking the twist from Taggert and looking it over carefully.
'' That tube expansion slot into the urethra. '' Harriet explained, `` They get used to it. But once the gimmick is on, and locked in plaza, it is impossible for a young woman to sexually relieve herself. Ever. The more they struggle, the worse they have to put up with. ``
'' But the gang, and the vibe… '' Jessy continued.
'' Which is the purpose of the moment flake, it 's all very exiting. Electrifying, you might say. '' Taggert grinned.
Taggert returned her aid to Quinn 's button. She pinched the engorged and still wet hide, and in a duad of instant, she had successfully threaded the ring through the little head. With one handwriting, she threaded it in berth, and with the other, she pressed a small red push on a console by the table.
Quinn felt a little, faint bolt of heat, then nothing.
'' safe, '' Taggert announced, `` All done, now all we have to do is put the sexual abstention covert on her, and she 'll be all fixed. '' Taggert said, crouching in between Quinn 's legs.
She carefully slotted the tube-shaped structure on the masking into Quinn 's urethra.
Quinn squealed and tried to pull her legs together, to halt the invasion. Unsuccessfully. The black tube slid completely in, and Quinn shuddered. As it hit the oestrus and moisture of the easygoing and smooth out human body, the prophylactic flexed, spreading and molding to the piano occupation of Quinn 's kitty. Then, it tautened, gripping to the shape, falling rush, savorless as if it had been painted on.
'' All done, she 'll be a finely pet from now on. '' Taggert stood, and pressed a push to release the clamps on Quinn 's limbs.
Quinn jumped, literally, at the opportunity, and ran to her mother. She could feel the movement of the vibe in her Pussy, it pulsed minutely. A cold-shoulder ache in her button told her the anesthetic agent was beginning to assume off. But of her newly installed covering, she could find zero, but the awkward presence of a extraneous object 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 ! Remove it, NOW ! '' but her struggles to tug it off, even to line up handgrip on it were as fruitless as her attempt to head for the hills the examining tabular array.
All she felt was fluid skin on her pussy, the but difference being that she could not slip even a single finger into her mean hole.
Finally she quit fighting and stood, glaring at Taggert. Waiting.
'' What ! '' She yelled across the room, at the cleaning lady who had maimed her cunt.
The next second, she discovered exactly 'what'.
All at once her button seemed to collapse aflame as Taggert activated her button ring, sending the poor girl reeling across the room, trying desperately to remove the patch protecting her now impenetrable twat. She scratched manically at her soft vulva, her juices seeping through the fabric making it harder and punishing to grab. A digit slipped into her virgin anus, she squealed and whipped her work force away.
'' See what we do, to bad little girls. '' Harriet said softly, turning up the king, bringing her to the sharpness of a brutal orgasm, she fell against the wall and hollo aloud as she realized the admittedly horror.
She felt the tintinnabulation buzz as a shock ran all through her kitty-cat, and the build orgasm slipped away, leaving her abandon and unsatisfied.
'' P-please, '' she moaned, as her cunt flew into overdrive again.
'' The 2d chip… '' Jessy murmured, watching her daughter blushing, and shaking. Seeing glistening juices flowing from between her legs.
'' I ca n't stand it anymore ! Please ! No more, no more… '' Quinn was so far gone that even though her cunt was a burning cauldron of sexual excitement, the overload was so great, that she began slipping into unconsciousness.
Jessy finally broke. She took her girl in her limb, kissed her gently on the cheek, wished her well and quickly left the building.
Tears began forming in Quincy 's eyes when she realized that she was now truly alone.
As she slipped away into blessed rest, her pussy exhausted, aching and unsatisfied, she felt potent arm filling her from the floor.

To be continued ...