`` You ca n't induce me stay here ! '' Quinn said, spitting the words at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car.
They 'd pulled up at the incline of the route, mile away from anything else. The survive townsfolk they 'd passed had been two hour ago, a dingy Scottish hamlet full of ancient looking fogies.
They 'd stared at Quinn as she screamed at her mother in the car common of a half abandoned garage.
"YOU HATE ME ! '' She had yelled, spit flying from her backtalk, her arms flung back and her fiery red hair's-breadth whipping about her grimace as she shouted. The two hours from there to where they had parked had been filled with stoney silence, after her mother had dragged her back into the car, ashen faced.

They 'd come halfway up the cobblestone route to Northern-Veil schooltime for daughter when Quinn suddenly stopped yelling and clawing at her mother. Through the fog of the moors, a grande stone castle loomed come together by.Tall, lame towers, undecorated, but royal, stood like the standing legs of an ancient conception. Through the fog, shadows looked from the high window down onto the moors.
Quinn had stopped though, to stare at a figure, tall and iniquity against the gray Oliver Stone of the castle. Harriet Taggert stood. Her eyes, predatory beneath her glasses, fixed on her newest… student.
'Red hair. Ca n't see the eyes from here, looks like sporting skin .'She thought to herself. The girlfriend, Quinn, had started to move toward her again, now mounting the steps to her delay. The harsh farting gusted across the path, catching at the girl unequal chick, revealing plump pinko panties beneath. Taggert 's eyes lit up, 'Generous chest, too. This one will be, interesting .'A cruel smile curled the bound of her lips.
Quinn 's eyes did n't shrink from the woman 's face. She was tall, dressed in tight gray and black, she looked young, but at the edges of her hair, gray had begun to infiltrate the Robert F. Curl. Her eyes flicked to the char 's chest, briefly awed at the taut skin across those two immense mounds.
She glanced back up at the cleaning lady 's middle, seeing her grin wider, then Quinn turned her own optic to the floor, blushing.
'' Mrs.Davis, I assume ? '' Said Taggert, arranging her aspect into a false smile `` And this must be Quinn. ``
'' Fuck off. '' Quinn muttered.
'' Quinn ! I 'm sorry, Ms. Taggert ! '' Said Quinn 's female parent `` This is Quinn, you should predict me Jessy. If ... if you 'd like. ``
Taggert smiled cooly `` Quinn, Jessy, it 's overnice to meet you both. Please, come in. '' She stepped aside, pushing the large wooden door to the school undecided with a hand.
'' If you think I 'm going in there, your Fucking fruitcake. I 'm outta this place. Come on mum ! '' Quinn said, virtually snarling at Taggert.
Jessy opened her backtalk to quell her daughter 's ire, but before she could verbalize, Taggert barked at Quinn, her eye aflame with cult, but alight with joy.
'' That, will be the hold up time you use that kind of language, within Northern-Veil, Thomas Young Lady. 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 middle to the floor, then solemnly walked through the threshold.
Jessy was so shocked that she stumbled, mouth exposed, past Ms. Taggert and into the echoing Hall of Northern-Veil School.
Taggert grinned and followed them in calling `` commencement door on the left, ma'am. carry a seat. '' Then she shouted into another room `` Alice ! Fetch the miss single file and my supplies, then prepare the induction bedchamber. ``
Her mum proceeded into Taggert 's office, but Quinn hesitated at the door. She turned, and saw a tiny missy walking from the door near Taggert with a file. She wore nothing but a fatal spot over her crotch. The girls small breasts bounced gently as she walked.
Taggert said something to her, then plunged her hand into her air pocket. The girl tensed, blushing up and down her body, her fingers tautened on the data file, almost dropping it.
Taggert took the file cabinet, and turned back toward her situation. Quinn gasped and to the seat next to her mother.
She grabbed at her female parent 's arm and leaned in. `` Mum ! I do n't know what is happening here, but this billet is messed up ! We need to allow. Now. ``
Jessy turned, stone faced to her girl. She looked deep into her greens eyes, tracing the curve of her face with her own eyes.
For a import, her resolving wavered. Then the store of how she had found her daughter flooded back to her.
Her voice, devoid of emotion said `` You brought this on yourself, Quinn. ``
Quinn 's jaw dropped as she stared into her mothers eyes, her brain stuttered for a arcsecond, then she yelled, `` YOU ABSOLUTE BIT- ''
Taggert stepped into the elbow room, calmly saying, `` That 's decent, thank you very much, Quinn. ''
She closed her mouthpiece and glared at Taggert, then slumped back in her chair, folding her blazonry against her chest.
Taggert walked around the desk, dropping the thick file onto the surface with a puff of dust, and sat gently into her high gear endorse chair.
'' I'm sorry, about my daughters behavior, Ms.Taggert. It 's been so knockout to save her under control condition since her father died. ``
'' It 's okay. Jessy. She will check. '' Taggert said through a smile, `` Would you hand me a instant ? ``
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 sigh, and removed the spyglass which perched on the end of her nozzle, then began cleaning them one her skirt.
'' It seems, Quinn, that you have been a busy girl, down in the big city. '' Taggert looked at Jessy `` Do n't worry, Mrs. Davis. We 'll keep her engage, she 'll not be worry any foresightful. ``
'' You ca n't piddle me do rat. ``
Taggert held up a paw to forestall Jessy 's response. `` No call for to contend now, Jessy. It is not your defect, Quinn chose to take those drugs, and to fellate those male child. The shoplifting, 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 centre damp. `` But, how in the world are you going to be able to keep in line her ? I 've simply tried everything at this point ! I just.. I do n't know what to do anymore ! ``
'' That 's right Taggert. I 'm gon na walk outta here within three days, and you can Holy Scripture it. ``
A small smile broke across Taggert 's face as she stood up, she moved over to the rear of her office, and pushed down on a lame of the wall. A click resounded from the panel, and a dowery of the wall 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 spine. She leapt from the chairperson and spun around with a shout. Two silvery node stuck out from the bass padding of the chair, right where Quinn had felt the jolt.
She spun back on Taggert, Who grinned.
Quinn made B-line for her, then tripped on what felt like a death chair leg, and stumbled through the door, which slammed behind her.
The room she had come into, was completely out of character for this ancient Scots English castle.
All the walls where egg white tiled, with gabardine grouting in between. Bright Inner Light shone from the high ceiling, but what Quinn saw, with a shiver that traveled from the top of her head word, right down to her crotch, was a silver-black table.
'' What… What is that. '' Quinn stuttered, forgetting her anger.
'' This ? '' Taggert said, moving over to the mesa, placing a mitt against it, lovingly. Quinn nodded slowly, backing against the wall. `` I guess you 'd have to sit on it to find out. ``
'' I 'm not that st- '' Quinn tried to say, but a belittled bombination from the wall, followed by a tart hurting in her neck stopped her. `` Whu ? '' Quinn said, feebly.
'' Just a modest anaesthetic. It 'll wear off momentarily. Would you give me a hand, Jessy ? ``
The two women grabbed the fortunately slight girl, and carried her over to the table in the center of the elbow room. In her temporarily addled state, Quinn felt Taggert 's hand holding her ass, and felt it slide beneath her skirt, brushing retiring panty and against the voiced peel of her puss. Her wholly consistence jolted at the touch.
The table was cold and hard against Quinn 's back as she came out of the daze. Taggert loomed over her as she opened her oculus, brandishing a distich of big silver medal scissors. She jumped and pulled her arms up to defend herself, but found that she could n't. She tried to sour her read/write 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 function. I 'll not need such barbaric methods. ignominy though. '' She smiled.
A waste stab of panic swept through her, driving her to climb up up and flee down the hall, but it was much to late for that gambit, her arms and stage had been firmly fastened to the table, rendering her helpless.
In a minor, almost whisper representative, Jessy asked `` W… what are you going to do to her, Ms.Taggert ? ''
'' In the next fifteen arcminute or so, Jessy, '' Taggert replied gently, `` we are going to hire complete control of your girl will. And while you do n't experience to stay on, I encourage you to do so. I 'm sure enough 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 rampart, while Taggert took her plaza next to Quinn.
In a inhuman gruelling voice, 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 speak, Quinn stared up in abject horror as Taggert began calmly cutting off her skirt with the scissor hold, not stopping until it was in a deal of ribbons on the trading floor. The harsh womanhood continued to do the Lapplander to her white vest, until she was lying in only underwear.
A pocket-sized wet mend in the middle of her crotch.
'' P-please, I 'll do whatever you say ! Just please do n't hurt me ! '' Quinn begged, finding her voice again.
'' Very good, Quinn, '' Taggert said. `` You used the Book 'please'twice in the Saame condemnation ! That must be some kind of record. But, in answer to your plea, I 'm disconsolate but we 're far retiring the point of caring a whit about what you want. ``
Quinn gave one mighty get-up-and-go, trying to free herself from her restraint, though it proved futile. When Taggert clipped off her garden pink bra and panties, she did n't even put up a conflict.
'' My, my. '' Harriet said softly, `` You seem to accept quite a profusion of pubic hair, covering your vagina, have n't you ? Ever heard of trimming it, like a lady ? ''
Jessy, sat in the recession, blushed at the sight of her daughter vagina, and squirmed a short in her seat. Was the control surface of it vibrating a little ?
'' 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 sure that you are, '' Taggert replied gently, `` but I 'm afraid that 's hardly all that needs to be done here.
`` At this dot '' She said, to Jessy over her shoulder. `` I usually like to let the mothers take concern of shaving their daughters, so if you 'd care to, I 'd be happy to let you do it ? ``
Jessy Jumped, tarring her mitt out from between her legs, blushing and looking away. `` I see you are meddlesome. Alice ! ``

A indorsement door slid unresolved immediately, and the small blonde haired girl walked quickly out, still naked, but for her fork, and carrying a diminished opprobrious box.
Without a coup d'oeil at Quinn, Jessy, or even Taggert, she headed right for the end of the mesa where she pressed a small Edward D. White button. The put off split with a whirring sound, and ranch outwards and a footling upwardly, until Quinn 's pussy was spread apart. She groaned and arched her back, but did not produce a tidings of complaint.
The girl immediately set about her employment, removing a blade and foam from the box, she lathered up the girls vagina, taking especial effort to work in the foam around her labia. Quinn began to breath a little more heavily.
From the nook of the room, small groan could be heard as Jessy looped her fingers around her clit.
The female child, Alice, quickly cleared Quinn of all hair, a task which got easier and easier as it went on, as Quinn became wetter and wetter.
When she had finished, Alice shot a furtive glance at Taggert, then stared Quinn in the eye, and kissed her square on the button. It sent little fervor raging all over her trunk, she 'd never had this feeling before, her whole pussy felt like it was on flame, she tried to bring her peg together, as if there was an itch there to scratch, but could not.
Alice left as debauched as she had come, and the feeling in Quinn 's pussy subsided, leaving her with an empty, frustrated ache.
Taggert watched immature Alice out of the way with a smirk. Then flicked her eyes back to Quinn 's kitty-cat. `` You have to allow Jessy, '' Jessy jumped up quickly, and held her work force behind her back. `` Your daughter, has a lovely kitty-cat. '' Jessy walked over awkwardly, sliding her stage together as she moved. She felt the aching heat in between her legs as her own juice lubricated her movement. She had been so closelipped !
She stopped in front of her daughter spread leg, and stared directly at the now smooth, perfectly plump and ping slit.
She nodded slowly, almost mesmerized. The warmth in her loins grew.
Quinn 's heart could n't see her mother squirming, only the smirk Taggert was sending in her direction.
'' That 's right Jessy. Get a good look, it 's the last anyone will ever see of it. '' Taggert said, smiling widely and turning her fervid eyes to Quinn 's face.
Quinn cowered back, unsuccessfully, because of her harness.
'' What do you think ? '' Jessy said, nervously, tearing her eyes away and looking at Taggert.
'' All, in good fourth dimension, Jessy. First thing first. '' She replied. Then, without looking away from Quinn 's aspect, she pressed a button on the face of the tabular array. A door latch clicked and a small draw poker popped from invisible seams. She raised a lowly Elwyn Brooks White physical object into Quinn 's ancestry of deal.
Though she had never seen one before, Quinn recognized its intention immediately. It was long, about 4 inches and thick, probably two inches all around. Smooth, too, perfectly smooth and white-hot. A tingle shot through her kitty, and a small 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 point over Taggert 's articulatio humeri, and watched in rapt captivation 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 languish pussy upward. Her oral cavity formed an'O'as she felt the tip of the dildo push against her maidenhead, she cried out as it snapped through.
Ignoring Quinn completely, Taggert turned to Jessy and explained, `` What I 've done, is slip in a micro-vibrator into Quinn 's vagina. It can be activated with a remote just like this one, when her particular computer code is punched in. ''
She pulled a small whit box from her pocket, and smiled cruelly. `` Each and every member of our faculty is equipped with just such a device, and can devote her a powerful… stupor deeply 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 broad smile, extending the remote to Jessy. `` Just punch in the number 3045, after you see that number fill the trivial screen, and you 're ready to go. '' Taggert waited a minute until Jessy figured out how to record the computer code number, then continued on.
'' Now, pressure any button from one to nine. One being the lowest power and, of trend, nine being the upper limit. '' Her brim 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 want to give her too much, all at once. ''
Quincy lay there, nervously waiting, feeling the easy prickling that had been building in her cunt since the dildo and been inserted, she held her intimation, waiting for the shaking, like a prison cell phone buzzing.
She grew impatient and was just about to ask a interrogation when, like a bolt of lightning, her pussy was nailed by an constant humming that nearly induced and orgasm in the first two or three seconds.
She screamed and thrust her pelvis into the air, every vulcanized fiber in her being was on fervency with pleasure, she could feel the hot little rod pulsing right on her g-spot.
'' My god, '' Jessy said softly, watching her daughter thrashing around on the table as her kitty-cat was tortured with climax after climax.
Finally taking pity on her girl, Jessy shut the hummer 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 paw over Quinn 's twat, dragging a finger between her lips and then over her pubic hillock and navel, onto her heaving breast. Her whole soundbox was aglow with a pinkish tone. `` Four. Nice choice, Jessy. It 's a honorable enough last orgasm. ``
Quinn 's blurry head did n't register Taggert 's lyric properly, her eyes focused in and out.
'' Last ? I- '' Taggert cut Jessy off.
'' You 're correct in that we use their Hammond organ to control them, '' Harriet said, '' but this is only footstep phone number one. '' She paused and opened another draw in the tabular array, removing a large white syringe. `` We have a much more direct way of dealing with them. '' She finished, raising a syringe into the light and giving it a quick tap.
'' What is that ! '' Jessy said, her eyes wide.
'' Just a local anesthetic agent. It 's going to hurt. A lot. But less than the choice. '' She said, then turned to Quinn, `` I 'm for certain that you 'll just love this, young lady. '' Taggert said softly, `` It 's just what the doctor ordered. ''
'' No, please no ! '' Josiah Quincy begged in a faint voice, as the sight of the needle looming over her dragged her from the haze. `` I-I promise, I 'll do anything you say ! ''
'' Of course you will, '' Harriet replied, lining up the needle with Quinn 's now overindulge clit, `` In fact, I can guarantee that you 'll do exactly what I say without a second vacillation. ''
Quinn cried and tried to buck her hip, but Taggert pressed her down firmly.
'' That 's a honest girl, '' Harriet said softly as Quinn stopped struggling and lay dead still on the examining table, `` This will sting for just a second or two, after that you wo n't palpate a thing. ''
Quinn gripped the border of the table with all her might, but it did n't set up her for the pain that seared her clitoris. Like a hot salamander, it felt thousands of times larger than it was, ripping through her mind like shard of ice. But the painfulness dissipated quickly, respective wet tears slid down her cheeks never the less.
'' Now, '' Taggert said, as Quinn eased and began squirming. `` I 'll establish the main controlling chemical mechanism in her pussy. ''
With a great pot of interest, both Jessy and Quinn peered into Taggert 's hand, where lay a minuscule atomic number 79 gang that glistened brightly under the artificial lights.
'' W-what is it, '' Quincy asked, preparing herself for the spoiled.
'' It 's a clit ring, '' Harriet said evenly, `` The acerate leaf part, '' she said coldly, and with sapidity, `` goes right through your clit and, out the other side. Since this is a permanent wave initiation, a flyspeck bead of gilt solder will stay fresh it in station 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 incertitude mounted. a
In a unagitated clean articulation Taggert said : '' Do n't get frigidness feet now, Mrs. Stuart Davis, this is all for the best. I can assure you that this button ring will do more to control your daughter than anything else you could follow up with. ``
'' But… But how does it mould ? '' Jessy asked, shakily.
'' Well, '' Taggert replied, `` inside the ring is a microchip that works much like the vibrator. Though, as I 'm for sure you can assure, a vibration cryptic interior of a vagina is a very different thing, to the like sensation directly on your button. Plus, it has other… whoremonger. ''
Jessy thought about it for a minute or so, then replied, `` I can see that, but how do you discipline these fille by pleasuring their p… pussies, when it 's so… pleasant. ''
'' Now that, is a very unspoiled interrogative, '' Taggert replied quickly, `` but the result is in the secondly microchip in this hoop, and this little device. '' She held up a disastrous, rubber oval, with a pocket-size tube protruding from it.
'' What on earth 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 smoke proof singlet, but rubberized. It 's practically durable. At least, capable of resisting any attempt by our female child to take away it once it 's set in topographic point. ''
'' But how do they… you know… '' Joan asked, taking the gimmick from Taggert and looking it over carefully.
'' That tube slots into the urethra. '' Harriet explained, `` They get used to it. But once the device is on, and locked in place, it is impossible for a young lady to sexually relieve herself. Ever. The more they struggle, the worse they have to put up with. ``
'' But the ring, and the vibe… '' Jessy continued.
'' Which is the purpose of the secondly 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 peel, and in a mates of second, she had successfully threaded the ring through the little head. With one hired hand, she threaded it in place, and with the former, she pressed a diminished red release on a console by the table.
Quinn felt a small, light bolt of heating, then nil.
'' Good, '' Taggert announced, `` All done, now all we have to do is put the chastity concealment on her, and she 'll be all fixed. '' Taggert said, crouching in between Quinn 's pegleg.
She carefully slotted the electron tube on the masking into Quinn 's urethra.
Quinn squealed and tried to displume her branch together, to block the intrusion. Unsuccessfully. The bleak tube slid completely in, and Quinn shuddered. As it hit the heat and moisture of the balmy and smooth flesh, the prophylactic flexed, spreading and molding to the soft argument of Quinn 's pussy. Then, it tautened, gripping to the flesh, falling efflorescence, categorical as if it had been painted on.
'' All done, she 'll be a fine pet from now on. '' Taggert stood, and pressed a button to publish the clinch on Quinn 's limbs.
Quinn jumped, literally, at the chance, and ran to her mother. She could feel the movement of the vibe in her Pussy, it pulsed minutely. A svelte ache in her clit told her the anesthetic was beginning to wear off. But of her newly installed cover, she could feel nothing, but the awkward presence of a foreign target in her urethra.
'' Let 's see how you look, honey. '' Jessy said to her daughter, holding her at blazonry length.
'' It looks awful ! '' Quincy wailed, `` I do n't wan na wear this thing ! Remove it, NOW ! '' but her struggle to tug it off, even to find clasp on it were as fruitless as her effort to escape the examining table.
All she felt was placid tegument on her pussy, the only difference being that she could not luxate even a single digit into her tight hole.
Finally she quit fighting and stood, glaring at Taggert. Waiting.
'' What ! '' She yelled across the way, at the cleaning lady who had maimed her cunt.
The side by side arcsecond, she discovered exactly 'what'.
All at once her clitoris seemed to burst aflame as Taggert activated her clit mob, sending the poor girl reeling across the room, trying desperately to take the mend protecting her now impenetrable pussy. She scratched manically at her soft vulva, her juice seeping through the material making it intemperate and strong to snaffle. A digit 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 coming, she fell against the wall and cried aloud as she realized the true repulsion.
She felt the ring buzz as a shock ran all through her pussy, and the build coming slipped away, leaving her empty and unsatisfied.
'' P-please, '' she moaned, as her pussy flew into overuse again.
'' The s chip… '' Jessy murmured, watching her daughter blushing, and shaking. Seeing glistening succus 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 intimate excitement, the overload was so great, that she began slipping into unconsciousness.
Jessy finally broke. She took her daughter in her arms, kissed her gently on the impertinence, wished her well and quickly left the building.
Tears began forming in Josiah Quincy 's eye when she realized that she was now truly alone.
As she slipped away into blessed nap, her pussy exhausted, aching and unsated, she felt strong arm pick her from the floor.

To be continued ...