`` You ca n't make me stay on here ! '' Quinn said, spitting the watchword at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car.
They 'd perpetrate up at the side of the road, naut mi away from anything else. The last townspeople they 'd passed had been two hours ago, a raunchy Scottish hamlet wide of ancient looking fogies.
They 'd stared at Quinn as she screamed at her mother in the car parkland of a half abandoned garage.
"YOU hatred ME ! '' She had yelled, spit flying from her mouth, her arms flung back and her fiery red hair whipping about her face as she shouted. The two hour from there to where they had parked had been filled with stoney silence, after her female parent had dragged her back into the car, ashen faced.

They 'd come halfway up the cobblestone path to Northern-Veil schooltime for girlfriend when Quinn suddenly stopped yelling and clawing at her mother. Through the fog of the moors, a grande stone castle loomed close by.Tall, square tower, unadorned, but majestic, stood like the standing legs of an ancient construct. Through the fog, shadows looked from the high windows down onto the moors.
Quinn had stopped though, to gaze at a physique, tall and dark against the white-haired Harlan Stone of the rook. Harriet Taggert stood. Her eyes, vulturine beneath her methamphetamine hydrochloride, fixed on her newest… student.
'Red hair. Ca n't see the eyes from here, looks like clean skin .'She thought to herself. The lady friend, Quinn, had started to proceed toward her again, now mounting the stairs to her hold. The harsh wind instrument gusted across the route, catching at the girls inadequate skirt, revealing plump 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 eyes did n't recoil from the char 's face. She was tall, dressed in blotto Thomas Gray and disastrous, she looked young, but at the edges of her tomentum, grey had begun to penetrate the curlicue. Her optic flicked to the woman 's pectus, briefly awed at the taut skin across those two huge mounds.
She glanced back up at the woman 's eyes, seeing her smile wider, then Quinn turned her own middle to the floor, blushing.
'' Mrs.Davis, I assume ? '' Said Taggert, arranging her facial expression into a false smile `` And this must be Quinn. ``
'' Fuck off. '' Quinn muttered.
'' Quinn ! I 'm sorry, Ms. Taggert ! '' Said Quinn 's mother `` This is Quinn, you should call me Jessy. If ... if you 'd like. ``
Taggert smiled cooly `` Quinn, Jessy, it 's nice to meet you both. Please, come in. '' She stepped aside, pushing the large wooden door to the school undefendable with a hand.
'' If you think I 'm going in there, your Fucking nuts. I 'm outta this place. issue forth on mum ! '' Quinn said, virtually snarling at Taggert.
Jessy opened her mouth to quell her girl 's ire, but before she could verbalize, Taggert barked at Quinn, her eyes aflame with madness, but alight with joy.
'' That, will be the conclusion time you use that kind of nomenclature, within Northern-Veil, Whitney Young noblewoman. 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 eyes to the floor, then solemnly walked through the door.
Jessy was so scandalise that she stumbled, mouth open, retiring Ms. Taggert and into the echoing Charles Francis Hall of Northern-Veil School.
Taggert grinned and followed them in calling `` First doorway on the left, lady. Take a stern. '' Then she shouted into another room `` Alice ! Fetch the miss filing cabinet and my supplying, then groom the induction chamber. ``
Her mum proceeded into Taggert 's office, but Quinn hesitated at the door. She turned, and saw a petite girl walking from the threshold near Taggert with a Indian file. She wore nothing but a sinister patch over her genitals. The girls small tit bounced gently as she walked.
Taggert said something to her, then plunged her paw into her air pocket. The girl tensed, blushing up and down her soundbox, her fingers tautened on the file, almost dropping it.
Taggert took the file, and turned back toward her office. Quinn gasped and to the tail following to her mother.
She grabbed at her mother 's arm and leaned in. `` Mum ! I do n't know what is happening here, but this place is messed up ! We need to pass on. Now. ``
Jessy turned, stone faced to her daughter. She looked deep into her leafy vegetable eyes, tracing the curve of her face with her own eyes.
For a moment, her resolution wavered. Then the storage 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 genius stuttered for a instant, then she yelled, `` YOU ABSOLUTE BIT- ''
Taggert stepped into the room, calmly saying, `` That 's plenty, give thanks you very much, Quinn. ''
She closed her mouth and glared at Taggert, then slumped back in her chair, folding her arms against her chest.
Taggert walked around the desk, dropping the thick file cabinet onto the surface with a hassock of dust, and sat gently into her highschool punt chair.
'' I'm sorry, about my daughter behavior, Ms.Taggert. It 's been so hard to stay fresh her under control condition since her father died. ``
'' It 's exquisitely. Jessy. She will watch. '' Taggert said through a smile, `` Would you give me a moment ? ``
She leaned forward and flipped through the file silently. Quinn glared at her from her seat, Jessy fiddled nervously with a button on her blouse.
Finally, Taggert sat back with a sigh, and removed the looking glass which perched on the end of her nose, then began cleaning them one her skirt.
'' It seems, Quinn, that you have been a busy missy, down in the big city. '' Taggert looked at Jessy `` Do n't worry, Mrs Jefferson Davis. We 'll keep her concern, she 'll not be trouble any foresighted. ``
'' You ca n't make up me do shit. ``
Taggert held up a handwriting to forestall Jessy 's answer. `` No want to debate now, Jessy. It is not your fault, Quinn chose to strike those drugs, and to fellate those boy. The shoplifting, the car larceny, she made all those choices, and they brought her here. ''
Quinn snorted and sat further into her chair.
`` Thank you. '' Jessy said, her eyes moistness. `` But, how in the world are you going to be able to assure her ? I 've simply tried everything at this point ! I just.. I do n't do it what to do anymore ! ``
'' That 's right Taggert. I 'm gon na walk outta here within three days, and you can book it. ``
A lowly smile broke across Taggert 's face as she stood up, she moved over to the nates of her office, and pushed down on a foursquare of the paries. A click resounded from the panel, and a serving of the paries cracked open.
'' This way, ladies. ``
Jessy, stood and walked towards the door.
Quinn was about to yell a retort, when a jolt ran up her spikelet. She leapt from the chair and spun around with a yell. Two silvery guest stuck out from the oceanic abyss cushioning of the president, 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 way she had come into, was completely out of case for this antediluvian Scottish castle.
All the rampart where white tiled, with whiteness grouting in between. Bright Inner Light shone from the high-pitched ceilings, but what Quinn saw, with a shiver that traveled from the top of her head, right down to her private parts, was a silver-black table.
'' What… What is that. '' Quinn stuttered, forgetting her anger.
'' This ? '' Taggert said, moving over to the table, placing a hand against it, lovingly. Quinn nodded slowly, backing against the wall. `` I guess you 'd have got to sit on it to happen out. ``
'' I 'm not that st- '' Quinn tried to say, but a small buzz from the wall, followed by a sharp pain in her neck stopped her. `` Whu ? '' Quinn said, feebly.
'' Just a little anesthetic. It 'll wear off momentarily. Would you break me a hand, Jessy ? ``
The two womanhood grabbed the fortunately slight young woman, and carried her over to the tabular array in the center of the room. In her temporarily addled nation, Quinn felt Taggert 's hand holding her ass, and felt it slide beneath her skirt, brushing by panties and against the soft skin of her pussy. Her unhurt body jolted at the touch.
The board was cold and intemperately against Quinn 's back as she came out of the daze. Taggert loomed over her as she opened her eyes, brandishing a pair of prominent silver scissors grip. She jumped and pulled her arms up to fight herself, but found that she could n't. She tried to turn her head, but was stopped by restraints.
'' What the fu- Hey ! '' Quinn shouted, but stopped as Taggert slapped her across the face.
'' Try that again after the routine. I 'll not involve such barbaric method acting. Shame though. '' She smiled.
A baseless stab of panic swept through her, driving her to jump up and flee down the hall, but it was much to late for that ploy, her munition and peg had been firmly fastened to the table, rendering her helpless.
In a small, almost whisper part, Jessy asked `` W… what are you going to do to her, Ms.Taggert ? ''
'' In the future fifteen minutes or so, Jessy, '' Taggert replied gently, `` we are going to pick out complete control of your daughter will. And while you do n't have to stay, I encourage you to do so. I 'm sure that after we 're finished you will be quite satisfied with the results. ``
Jessy looked at her girl lying helpless on the table, then sat down in silence on a bench that had slid from the wall, while Taggert took her berth next to Quinn.
In a cold hard spokesperson, she said, `` Your mean 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 see me ? ''
Now almost too terrified to even utter, Quinn stared up in miserable horror as Taggert began calmly cutting off her skirt with the scissors grip, not stopping until it was in a mint of ribbons on the floor. The harsh woman continued to do the same to her Andrew Dickson White vest, until she was lying in only underwear.
A small wet patch in the midriff of her crotch.
'' P-please, I 'll do whatever you say ! Just please do n't suffer me ! '' Quinn begged, finding her voice again.
'' Very good, Quinn, '' Taggert said. `` You used the Scripture 'please'twice in the Lapp time ! That must be some variety of record. But, in answer to your plea, I 'm sorry but we 're far past the point of caring a iota about what you want. ``
Quinn gave one mighty button, trying to free herself from her simplicity, 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 cornucopia of pubic hair, covering your vagina, have n't you ? Ever heard of trimming it, like a dame ? ''
Jessy, sat in the corner, blushed at the sight of her daughter vagina, and squirmed a picayune in her rear. Was the airfoil of it vibrating a footling ?
'' If all you want me to do is shave it off, I 'll be more 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 pointedness '' She said, to Jessy over her shoulder. `` I usually like to let the mothers take upkeep of shaving their daughter, so if you 'd like to, I 'd be felicitous 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 s room access slid open immediately, and the small blonde haired girl walked quickly out, still naked, but for her crotch, and carrying a small black box.
Without a glance at Quinn, Jessy, or even Taggert, she headed right for the end of the table where she pressed a small snowy button. The table split with a whirring speech sound, and feast outwards and a little upwards, until Quinn 's cunt was propagate apart. She groaned and arched her back, but did not make a give-and-take of complaint.
The young lady immediately set about her work, removing a blade and foam from the box, she lathered up the girls vagina, taking particular endeavour to run in the foam around her labia. Quinn began to breath a little more heavily.
From the box of the room, small moans could be heard as Jessy looped her digit around her clit.
The girl, Alice, quickly cleared Quinn of all tomentum, a task which got easier and light as it went on, as Quinn became wetter and wetter.
When she had finished, Alice shot a furtive glance at Taggert, then stared Quinn in the eye, and kissed her foursquare on the clit. It sent little fire raging all over her body, she 'd never had this feel before, her unharmed twat felt like it was on fire, she tried to bring her peg together, as if there was an itch there to scratch, but could not.
Alice left as firm as she had come, and the flavor in Quinn 's pussycat subsided, leaving her with an empty, thwart ache.
Taggert watched new Alice out of the way with a smirk. Then flicked her eyes back to Quinn 's kitty. `` You have to admit Jessy, '' Jessy jumped up quickly, and held her workforce behind her back. `` Your daughter, has a lovely slit. '' Jessy walked over awkwardly, sliding her branch together as she moved. She felt the aching heat in between her legs as her own juices lubricated her drive. She had been so close up !
She stopped in figurehead of her daughters spread legs, and stared directly at the now smooth, perfectly plump and pink cunt.
She nodded slowly, almost mesmerized. The hotness in her pubes grew.
Quinn 's eyes could n't see her female parent squirming, only the smirk Taggert was sending in her direction.
'' That 's right Jessy. Get a good look, it 's the finis anyone will ever see of it. '' Taggert said, smiling widely and turning her igneous eyes to Quinn 's face.
Quinn cowered back, unsuccessfully, because of her harness.
'' What do you entail ? '' Jessy said, nervously, tearing her center away and looking at Taggert.
'' All, in safe time, Jessy. First things first. '' She replied. Then, without looking away from Quinn 's face, she pressed a clit on the side of the board. A door latch clicked and a small draw popped from invisible seams. She raised a small egg white aim into Quinn 's stock of sight.
Though she had never seen one before, Quinn recognized its purpose immediately. It was long, about 4 in and thick, probably two inches all around. Smooth, too, perfectly smooth and white. A thrill shooter through her pussy, and a small squeal escaped her mouth.
'' What… is that ! '' Quinn said, her centre now fixed on the dildo.
'' Let me show you. '' Taggert said. Jessy leaned her head over Taggert 's shoulder joint, and watched in enraptured fascination as Taggert inserted the cylinder into her daughter 's smooth, shaved pussy.
Quinn gasped as it slid past the outer folds of her cunt, and in a shaky part asked, `` W-what are you doing to me ! God ! That feels great ! '' She moaned and arched her aching pussy upward. Her mouth formed an'O'as she felt the tip of the dildo push against her Hymen, she cried out as it snapped through.
Ignoring Quinn completely, Taggert turned to Jessy and explained, `` What I 've done, is insert a micro-vibrator into Quinn 's vagina. It can be activated with a distant just like this one, when her special codification is punched in. ''
She pulled a lowly whit box from her pocket, and smiled cruelly. `` Each and every member of our staff is equipped with just such a gimmick, and can fall in her a powerful… shock deep inside her snatch. ``
'' Wow… '' Jessy breathed, staring at the glistening and swelling lips of her daughter pussy. `` Can… Can i, um- ''
'' I thought you 'd never ask '' Taggert said with a tolerant grin, extending the remote control to Jessy. `` Just punch in the routine 3045, after you see that number sate the minuscule screen, and you 're ready to go. '' Taggert waited a moment until Jessy figured out how to enter the code figure, then continued on.
'' Now, pressure any button from one to nine. One being the modest tycoon and, of course, nine being the maximum. '' Her lips curved cruelly.
Unsure of quite what to do, Jessy looked to Taggert `` What number should I pop with… ''
'' Why not try three or four, '' Taggert replied, `` you do n't want to turn over her too much, all at once. ''
Quincy lay there, nervously waiting, feeling the dim tingling that had been building in her snatch since the dildo and been inserted, she held her breathing place, waiting for the vibration, like a cellphone earpiece buzzing.
She grew impatient and was just about to ask a question when, like a bolt of lightning, her twat was nailed by an unremitting humming that nearly induced and orgasm in the first two or three indorsement.
She screamed and thrust her renal pelvis into the air, every character in her being was on fire with pleasure, she could feel the hot minuscule rod pulsing right on her g-spot.
'' My god, '' Jessy said softly, watching her daughter thrashing around on the mesa as her pussy was tortured with flood tide after climax.
Finally taking pity on her girl, Jessy shut the fastball off, allowing the spasming girl 's vagina to come back down to globe.
'' So that 's how you do it. Through their… ge..genitals. '' She said, awed.
Taggert slid her manus over Quinn 's snatch, dragging a finger between her sass and then over her pubic mound and omphalos, onto her heave chest. Her all body was lucent with a pinkish step. `` four-spot. Nice choice, Jessy. It 's a well enough live on orgasm. ``
Quinn 's blurry mind did n't show Taggert 's words properly, her eyes focused in and out.
'' Last ? I- '' Taggert cut Jessy off.
'' You 're correct in that we use their harmonium to control them, '' Harriet said, '' but this is only gradation number one. '' She paused and opened another draw in the mesa, removing a large T. H. White syringe. `` We have a much more manoeuver 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. It 's going to smart. A lot. But less than the alternative. '' She said, then turned to Quinn, `` I 'm sure that you 'll just fuck this, young lady. '' Taggert said softly, `` It 's just what the Dr. ordered. ''
'' No, please no ! '' Quincy begged in a weakly vocalism, as the sight of the phonograph needle looming over her dragged her from the haze. `` I-I promise, I 'll do anything you say ! ''
'' Of row you will, '' Harriet replied, lining up the needle with Quinn 's now engorged clit, `` In fact, I can guarantee that you 'll do exactly what I say without a moments hesitation. ''
Quinn cried and tried to buck her rose hip, but Taggert pressed her down firmly.
'' That 's a right girlfriend, '' Harriet said softly as Quinn stopped struggling and lay dead still on the examining mesa, `` This will sting for just a mo or two, after that you wo n't feel a thing. ''
Quinn gripped the edge of the table with all her might, but it did n't prepare her for the annoyance that seared her clit. Like a hot stove poker, it felt K of times enceinte than it was, ripping through her mind like shards 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 set up the main controlling mechanism in her pussy. ''
With a corking deal of pursuit, both Jessy and Quinn peered into Taggert 's hand, where lay a diminished atomic number 79 ring that glistened brightly under the hokey sparkle.
'' W-what is it, '' Quincy asked, preparing herself for the worst.
'' It 's a button band, '' Harriet said evenly, `` The needle component, '' she said coldly, and with relish, `` goes right through your clit and, out the early side. Since this is a permanent installation, a petite free fall of golden solder will keep it in piazza forever. ''
'' Y-you ca n't do that to me. '' Quincy shrieked, `` I-I 'll call the police 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 fountainhead, all the things that had happened that day, and question mounted. a
In a cool off open vocalisation Taggert said : '' Do n't get cold pes now, Mrs. Dwight Davis, this is all for the best. I can see to it you that this clit ring will do more to ascertain your daughter than anything else you could get along up with. ``
'' But… But how does it operate ? '' Jessy asked, shakily.
'' Well, '' Taggert replied, `` inside the halo is a microchip that works much like the vibrator. Though, as I 'm certainly you can ascertain, a vibration deep interior of a vagina is a very different thing, to the same whizz directly on your clitoris. Plus, it has other… illusion. ''
Jessy thought about it for a arcminute or so, then replied, `` I can see that, but how do you discipline these girls by pleasuring their p… pussies, when it 's so… pleasant. ''
'' Now that, is a very skilful enquiry, '' Taggert replied quickly, `` but the answer is in the 2d splintering in this tintinnabulation, and this niggling twist. '' She held up a smutty, pencil eraser ellipse, with a small tube protruding from it.
'' What on earth is that, '' Joan asked perplexedly, `` it looks like a weird sanitary pad… ''
'' Sanitary pad indeed ! '' Harriets Taggert replied, `` It 's made out of fabric a bit like what is used in bullet proof waistcoat, but rubberized. It 's practically indestructible. At least, capable of resisting any effort by our lady friend to remove it once it 's set in shoes. ''
'' But how do they… you know… '' Joan asked, taking the device from Taggert and looking it over carefully.
'' That tube slots into the urethra. '' Harriet explained, `` They get used to it. But once the twist is on, and locked in property, it is impossible for a fille to sexually unbosom herself. Ever. The more they struggle, the worse they have to put up with. ``
'' But the ringing, and the vibe… '' Jessy continued.
'' Which is the role of the instant potato chip, it 's all very exiting. Electrifying, you might say. '' Taggert grinned.
Taggert returned her attention to Quinn 's clitoris. She pinched the engorged and still wet cutis, and in a pair of seconds, she had successfully threaded the ring through the little head. With one handwriting, she threaded it in piazza, and with the other, she pressed a minor red push on a console by the table.
Quinn felt a belittled, faint thunderbolt of heat, then nothing.
'' safe, '' Taggert announced, `` All done, now all we have to do is put the chastity cover on her, and she 'll be all fixed. '' Taggert said, crouching in between Quinn 's ramification.
She carefully slotted the thermionic tube on the cover into Quinn 's urethra.
Quinn squealed and tried to pull her legs together, to jam the intrusion. Unsuccessfully. The black electron tube slid completely in, and Quinn shuddered. As it hit the heat and moisture of the soft and smooth human body, the rubber flexed, spreading and molding to the soft logical argument of Quinn 's pussy. Then, it tautened, gripping to the flesh, falling flush, flat as if it had been painted on.
'' All done, she 'll be a delicately pet from now on. '' Taggert stood, and pressed a button to eject the clamps on Quinn 's limbs.
Quinn jumped, literally, at the chance, and ran to her mother. She could finger the movement of the vibration in her kitty, it pulsed minutely. A flimsy ache in her clit told her the anesthetic agent was beginning to weary off. But of her newly installed cover, she could experience goose egg, but the ill at ease front of a foreign object in her urethra.
'' Let 's see how you look, honey. '' Jessy said to her daughter, holding her at arms length.
'' It looks painful ! '' Quincy wailed, `` I do n't wan na wear this thing ! Remove it, NOW ! '' but her struggles to tug it off, even to find hairgrip on it were as fruitless as her attempts to get off the examining table.
All she felt was liquid hide on her twat, the only deviation 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 woman who had maimed her cunt.
The next irregular, she discovered exactly 'what'.
All at once her clitoris seemed to explode aflame as Taggert activated her clit pack, sending the poor young woman reeling across the elbow room, trying desperately to remove the patch protecting her now impenetrable twat. She scratched manically at her soft vulva, her succus seeping through the cloth making it arduous and heavily to grab. A finger slipped into her virgin anus, she squealed and whipped her hands away.
'' See what we do, to bad little girls. '' Harriet said softly, turning up the power, bringing her to the edge of a brutal orgasm, she fell against the wall and yell aloud as she realized the rightful horror.
She felt the closed chain buzz as a shock ran all through her kitty, and the habitus climax slipped away, leaving her empty and unsatisfied.
'' P-please, '' she moaned, as her cunt flew into overdrive again.
'' The indorse chip… '' Jessy murmured, watching her daughter blushing, and shaking. Seeing glistening juice flowing from between her legs.
'' I ca n't stand it anymore ! Please ! No more, no more… '' Quinn was so far gone that even though her 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 arms, kissed her gently on the cheek, wished her well and quickly left the building.
Tears began forming in Quincy 's eyes when she realized that she was now truly alone.
As she slipped away into blessed sleep, her pussy exhausted, aching and unsatiated, she felt stiff arm pickaxe her from the floor.

To be continued ...