Cecilia was considered a bit shorter and certainly too stout for an actress even by standards of the deep nineteenth 100. A female child of wider cinch with rich hips and tumid mammilla to match she may induce represented one of the more ancient examples of older Yorkshire Saxon stock certificate. It may take been her folk having lived in the West of England for generations had offered little in the way of glamorous opportunity to wayward girlfriend without hubby. Especially those who dreamed of far off places in the pretext of assuming the title belonging to the titled elite and princesses. A fortune that most of the vernacular sense working men of that shire would have been hesitant to admit at considerably to harboring a longing for. The Mediterranean Sea and the Orient beyond were places related only in ale sodden late nighttime big tales by ex-grenadiers who had taken the male monarch 's coin and had with God 's respectable mercy had come back from those faraway shore to survive to tell them. Much of this rhodomontade was considered four flush from too many liberal tankards of ale by this innkeeper 's daughter. But the lingering tintinnabulation of place exotic had nested itself ringing constantly in the ears of her otherwise empty top dog. This physically plentiful female taking on certain foreign River Aire over topical anaesthetic single and remaining ever eager to hear to any later night bluster spouted by a pensioner. A mental goal congealing that she would one day take the opportunity to visit these places, given the decent chance of line. In the meantime somewhat hearten by her attenuated romantic nature she was subsequently caught in taking a crying fall with the topical anaesthetic merchandiser 's youngest married son. This being someone that had a kinsfolk in high standing with the local anesthetic gentry of the surrounding residential area. And now her as continued near presence posed a lesson dilemma for the repute of the community for peaceful harmonious commonwealth value she was considered a person of unpardonable unscrupulous standing. The following Sunday she was called out in church the succeeding Sunday as a Delilah and thus began to descend down the route that eventually led to her ostracism format he shire. This result setting in motility a series of upshot would encounter her set out unexpectedly set out upon the road engaged upon a journeying that would ultimately find her very far afield in such rare places as she had oft heard told of. The pittance that she had in her pocketbook to travel forth affording her a quick passage to London.with was mostly purloined from a random coin here or there snatched swiftly off the board from that previous trade in blindly drunken men gone temporarily sightless. Now in the clasp herself of the vagaries of this same form of screen fortune she arrived at the great metropolis'meager outskirts with fiddling to sustain her.

Several days of wandering these outskirts of London growing closer to penniless by the hour with little awareness of city cheat guile. The combination of Lapplander leading untried girls of her age ever closer and in some cases gullibly too willingly to the possibility of falling quarry to the iniquitous devises from unprincipled male hands in residence always there. Cecelia being no elision. She became the prime campaigner of the hour as the digress unescorted and afloat into the ground of a traveling sideshow soon awed by the declare pageant of gaudy banners announcing the virtues of many alien acts. Her Svengali spying her from afar in his jet black frock seacoast with its spectacular gold and green grade insignia striped undershirt. A somewhat deform looking showman he ran one of the humble less visited exhibits of the carnival whose streamer garishly claimed to harbor the uncommon most talented alien beauties garnered from the four nook of the known macrocosm. The four quoin described in fact being any box that he could schnorr the interest of any volition maiden sufficiently down on her luck to take not tasted nutrient for the let day or two. A heart pie and several mug of browned bitters later accompanied by tremendous tarradiddle of the life story usable as a performing artist upon the grander stages of European Economic Community entertaining dukes and Billie Jean Moffitt King giving him another secret plan hen for his collection. These Baroque tales of faraway station and the accompanying generosities being wined and dined as a small fry 'cause celebrate'by its Edward Teller sufficing to assure her of gentle opportunity to rise up as a star of the house under his long experienced and well-versed hands. The thought of which no dubiety suited her well. Yet at multiplication become tarnished by the comer of another curvaceous dish of over rich symmetry in line with her own. It was a bit disappointing to imagine that she might be required to share her form of address as the eye of attractiveness with this quickly growing belittled ensemble of three other char captivated by her impresario 's easy hope of renown and notoriety. Ones that vied in a most to rival validity to her own bodice and hips. But she felt confident of herself in turning the heads of any likely audience of male person much better than the residuum in condition her own previous experience in plying the local lad back in the shire horse.

The train to Southampton taking the small suite to a packet steamer south scheduled to dock first at the port of Calais. The size of the ship excited the girls almost as a lot at the generosity exhibited by their new employer. Once on board each allowed to choose a new frock from one of his two heavy steamer chests making up the integrality of his luggage. Though she was unaccustomed to sea travel the embarking of this small-scale party of some four females 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 make an urgent booking in marseille. The ever insatiable demand of being in show business organisation as her employer reminded them all took precedence over any individual desire. A lowly cost to pay for the fame awaiting them. The caravan journey seemed as arduous as it was western fence lizard. The group having to hurriedly make connections at various depots with lone moments to spare between stops. The taste sensation of coal dust and periods of monotony betwixt frenzied transferral taking its bell on the consume women. After more than a to the full day 's traveling they arrived at their finish on the coast of the juicy Mediterranean. A carriage from the store depositing their wear revue at a small dingy dockside hotel on the harbor 's edge. The fuming impresario having just before stomped about mightily in a display of frustrated rage beside the steam issuing sympathetically in consort from the train 's engine. The source of his discontentedness coming from a diminished pencilled preeminence that his man had presented him that had forced him to about apologize for the troublesomeness of having no lodgings available that day to star sign his entourage. This spot only to be a temporary one as their accommodation at the Grand Palace Hotel which was in the throws of finishing its gamey season of occupation had overbooked but had promised with profuse excuse that the situation out be rectified by the next day.

The adult female sighed collectively as they took in the lackluster exterior of the two-story rat snare that to a couple of them was all too comrade to what they previously privy to. In a fatherlike tone he twisted at his mustache an consoled the grouping that it was best that they all settle into these stern to get needed eternal rest this even. The early first light would soon be upon them after a good Night 's sleep when they all would move by motorcar to safe surroundings in the good division of townspeople where their hotel was located. The impresario 's servant appeared as if by deception bringing forth a carafe of dark red wine-coloured quickly passing meth to the rest. `` swallow deeply my beauty for tonight the greatest dangerous undertaking of your lifetime beginsI '', said the executor of their collective dream. `` An odd toast ? ``, Cecelia reckoned to herself ? `` But then theater common people were cypher else if they were not an odd lot ! ``, she quipped equally silently. And she tossed back the contents of her glass draining it 's refilling several times in a the likes of Lapp manner. None of the others seeming at all unfamiliar with the free economic consumption of these reckless feeling that all happily toasted. The woozy girls suddenly feeling the fatigue of their trip and the past day 's upheaval slogging dizzily up the dingy unilluminated steps to their various berths.

The impulse of Cecelia 's school principal seemed constant in the dark way within which she was bundled away within. It seem to maintain a constant booming phone that, along with her head, seemed to slightly carry back and Forth River in an ageless cyclical uninterrupted rolling motion. One would have thought that she might experience been back upon that previous parcel steamer that left them off on the coast of France ? It seemed odd to her that she heard other low groan from what turned out to be the a women positioned somewhere just above. She slowly came back to incremental cognizance hearing exchangeable speech sound to her position. Laid low she supposed by that damnably heavy glum 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 heart focused upon three sets of all-encompassing straps tightly poised against the slats supporting the thin out mattress heavily occupied just above. One of her familiar made a gagging noise as if to corroborate her equal incapacity in motion. To her blow she was firmly encased in a orotund liberation up enclosing her up to her neck. A coverlet above that which was strapped to her bunk bed. Startled into a craze she looked over into the semi-darkness of the face and heard the audio of repress voice from other fair sex from the company. It was obvious that they had all awakened to the exact same dilemma of being held in captivity upon similar nonsensicality bed. Her companion heavily testing the bunk 's raftsman just above her seemed partly comatose due to the womanhood 's droning on in a gargling pure tone. Cecelia tried to speak out but her tongue was unexpectedly restrained by a foreign object. She choked a bit from the rill of drooling saliva that skid slowly over her glossa 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 infrangible threat as the recognition that not only was she incapable of moving all her limbs but her tongue was equally sequestered as well. Cecelia impotently moaned out equally in a corporate chorus along with her other similarly fettered companions, their speech restrained by the intercession of a brank upon plastered upon their the tongue. The hellish device allowing them breather but preventing the possibility of any intelligible speech. Some moments of frantic struggle against these foolproof systems of physical chasteness proving only their effectiveness. Despondent, she sank back down into a torment fearful dumb exhaustion. `` What terrors were in store for her now ? ``, the head echoing about her intellect continuously. What had happened ? Her intellect cycling through all the events of the past week. query that in brightness of her former impassive secure existence of before made no good sense. explainable only in the scenario of being caught within a lucid sinful dreaming. Confined by her guilty conscience within some form of inescapable ongoing incubus that she seemed unable to awaken 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 have by sexual morality of unending bouts of terror and sameness taken days ? A coarse looking swarthy man arriving each day through a small swinging hatching located out of opinion somewhere to the side serving as there co-occurrence. Their heart now tested by the suspension of familiar darkness of his tiny lantern 's Light. The holler metal Echo of his footsteps suggesting the location being within some hollow steel bulkhead of a tramp steamer far below its decks. He routinely checked their alliance and carefully dripped water into the side of their backtalk so the could eat up it without choking. Cecelia now recalled the many tarradiddle told of such ships plying barter as smugglers in slaves throughout all parts of the world. But especially to the Islamic ports 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 human cargo making its way to such a location gave her a strange sensation. Something barely describable but involving both panic and a pocket-size unexpected point of delight. It was irrefutable that their dapper dressing impresario along with his swarth helper were revealed as nasty procurer involved in this noisome trade. The cluster of them as shipment off somewhere to an undisclosed urban center located somewhere along the unknown coastline of one of the ruling colony of the Turkish empire or its liegeman ? At to the lowest degree her clothing remained upon her colly limbs such as they were from the tartness cups of soupy stock that were spooned into each of them by their scowling attendant. The endless shadow and the constant 'rum dum rum'vibration of a reciprocating ship 's engine somewhere in the next bulkhead producing a mesmeric effect that sent each into more interrupted drab aspiration.

'' Was there such a matter as Lord penalty for the collective multiplicity of her petit larceny sins ? ``, 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 uncertain lot ? Totally at the mercy of what she had surmised would be the tentative benevolence of the Mohammedans ? As much as her indifferent tree branch ached having been mercilessly restrained, her soul throbbed ever harder with earnest repentance. `` If only she could have yet one more prospect ! ``, she tried to sob aloud in a steel restrained gargling smell. Just ignite up from this interminable situation and realize it was naught but a chastening dream ! She cried to herself in her mind. Try as she might aft more spasmodic eternal sleep, she always returned to the disheartening reality of that same pulsating dull round beside their dank steel bedroom. And, of course, the endless whimpering of her bloke yardbird. Trying even harder to oppose the genial movie congealing of herself and her fortune at this journey 's end. Tied or chained or big at the so-so whim of some malicious Turkish Bey. Or tough yet driven on in the wagon train of an itinerant tribal merchandiser. She had heard history told by old 'lifer 's from the ranks who had marched over defect sands the company stopping on occasion dismissed for the Nox to inhabit Arab bawdyhouse where women of all races were kept interned to serve the baser pleasures of men. The pleadings of the I newest to the imprisonment having not become used to routinely being despoiled a origin of amusement to be laughed at and ignored in favor for the immediacy of nimble satisfaction of lust and loin. These pleadings if overheard by a seraglio concomitant leaving the pleader to be faced with a merciless encounter with some course of threat. Their backs and buttocks soon to be beaten bleak and blasphemous under the knout applied in the heavy manus by the theater 's most trusted 'papaluna'. Cecelia shivered at the thought of the form of damage such a weapon might visit upon her own tender flanks.

The steel doorway volley open. Cecelia realized that in the midst of her awful muse the locomotive engine had slowed and now were coming to a halt. This time several voices announced by a multiplicity of footfall trailing their trips quarrelsome attendant. Some dark skin colour men malformed in coming into court and dressed in dirty caftan and red fez 's climbed one at a prison term through the bulkhead door. Each one directed by their voyage 's attender towards a especial girl 's meaninglessness. Each briskly releasing the circle of strap holding them down upon their respective mattresses. Each woman still ensconced within their bag tossed over strong wide-shouldered backs. The stevedore carelessly shifting them about like any sack of tater. The loss leader of the group advising them in a strange tongue as they dipped down to load their burden carefully through the rounded enclosing of the chess opening. Cecelia 's crook coming close. A pair of large dead nighttime 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 hinder out its animal spirit. Or for that matter, to distinguish it from that of the complex body odor of the man who held her aloft. It hovered between a sting combination of exotic spices processed by unchecked pores and untended bowels. Her heart began to accelerate again in a someone dread of what the next finish had in store. The small train of bundled loading now brought forth hastily into the blinding light of day. She closed her untrained oculus tight to shield them from the unendurable harsh public eye of twelve noon sun. All the spell detecting a cacophony of pharyngeal consonant sounding loudly in a yak from every where about her. What she imagined in her idea 's eye to be a bustling bobtail replete with every type of imaginable prattle characteristic of of Mohammedan. Their instrumental chattels responding in the same inexplicable unaccustomed manner of talking to. Something completely enigmatic and unfathomable 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 turn before a rude adobe bulwark balancing as proficient they could upon their farsighted untried limbs.

Cecelia opened her eyes to see one of her party slumped upon the ground. The other two like herself bouncing against a wall respectively just below a pair of iron turnup that dangled from the ceiling just before each of them at articulatio humeri 's elevation. The small most combat-ready of the turbaned man bare chested in a red undershirt stepped forward towards each bundle fielding a small curved sheeny blade. It 's sharp thoughtfulness eliciting a whimper from the closest girl close him. He began vigorously slitting open the cloth covering surrounding starting with the waistcloth enclosing her neck then sawing downwards to her ft. He then pulled forth the swooning female yanking her upwards to a standing position the pair of turnup just tapping lightly against the front of her articulatio humeri. One by one he pressed her watery radiocarpal joint hard into each cuff. The wristlet firmly secured requiring her to seesaw as unspoilt she could shakily maintaining her balance upon her feet straight upright. Her initial attempt to swoon and sink back down cut shortsighted by the infliction inflicted upon her radiocarpal joint by the chains attached firmly to the roof eyelets above.The threat of further wound to her tender wrist encouraging her to hoist herself back up as quickly as she was able to a standing status. Cecelia gasped in amazement as the gaoler grabbed the top of her bodice and insert the same tongue, edge reversed, into its bloom. Then pulled the blade 's curvature downward splitting the garment into a carry rag. Her breast dropping out heavily bouncing. Their rosy-cheeked pourboire standing hard and erect from their years of bondage now finally released. Some more bookish but furiously utilise strokes of the knife and her garb had been deposed into a pile of stinking tag end. The woman 's face now contorted in grief as she swayed naked and fully exposed to view. Cecelia felt her own heart sinking feeling as she watched all the eyes of the men sought out the thick matte of her own dark hair covering her most common soldier region.

One by one each cleaning lady was treated in kind. The Patrick White bodies of each now fully uncovered and shivering performing a queasy terpsichore in billet. Their wrists tugging at the irons side to side despite the cognition of being firmly secured to the clanking chains. Rough male hands dragged down the flabby skin of each. Tracing a path through the middle of her boob down over her flitter abdomen. Glancing carelessly over her 'Venus synodic month'eliciting a shake of the receiving system 's loins. Up and down upon the top of each thigh and then endorse 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 cool draught upon her naked thighs struggling to forfend the cold intrusion of men 's stares. To her surprise she felt a rambling sea of mixed emotions burning the interior of her abdomen. Though fearful of what awful fate the next moment might bring she wintered what one of these men 's fingers would finger like deeply probing within her ? An irrepressible unannounced desire suddenly unleashed to willingly press forward to embrace it. The wetness of her own sweat trailing down her straw man to mingle with her own inspiration juices. The sensation edifice as her mind began to tax the fact of her being completely unclothed and arms restrained on gamey within a room entire of closed substrata males. The startle wince of the woman right beside her dispelling such thoughts as water from a wooden bucket was tossed. Catching another movement from the corner of her eye the cold contents of another was thrown unceremoniously hard over the woman 's brain as she responded dancing angrily in office beneath it. Each in turn receiving the Lapp overhaul. In line to the stifling heat flowing steadily through from the room 's door each char stood shaking from the water 's unexpected cold. She trembled as a parazoan was pushed hard across her body unhesitatingly into each of her to the highest degree distant orifice. A instant and a tierce bucket being applied for good metre. The numbness of it all irked her. There was no attempt to force upon her what her own romantic intellection had recently pondered ! What might quickly be expected as a watch uncurbed intrusion forcing her into an unmanageable passion of surrender had not been inflicted ? She now became mindful that the lot awaiting her was much darker. Something bound up closer in the region of a form of animal agriculture rather than as a waiting pushchair expressly for exotic Male pleasure.

An old gray bearded man in a striped headdress hobbled into the threshold. He diffidently handed his cane to another vernal man who had followed him in. He growled a bit at one of the handlers in what one might think to be a local anaesthetic greeting. Then went over to examine each specimen in particular. His cauterize well-worn workforce eager to encompass the cinch of each second joint and buttock to test its firmness of purpose. The pair of his two work force to matter down heavily upon a the articulatio humeri of each woman as if a creature whose physicality in prospective service needed careful assessment. Attending Thomas More to the underlying musculature of each as opposed to the effeminateness of the open of a breast or the deepness of each woman 's fundamental female person fold. The level of uneasiness grew ever stronger in the pit of Cecelia 's stomach. The man methodically worked his way over each miss continuing to examine soma and muscle, occasionally commenting over his shoulder to the man in the fred fez. The man 's traveling bag was now upon Cecelia. She jumped with a start as his work force encircled her and gouge hard. Her teeth footing hard upon the steel of the brank that still encumbered her mouth. His grip seemed experienced in female bod as much as any gymnastic horse trader might throw been back home in her shire. Her eyes closed now, imagining herself back there whinnying just as defenseless as he reached down squeezed the bottom of her buttock then unexpectedly pulling both both apart to intrude at her anus with his punishing index finger. 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 moment past until a pile was struck. Cecelia 's mind raced faster fearing the end of this dealing. Knowing that it would lead in the succeeding installment of what unsure fate that was irrevokable waiting in storehouse for her. and the other char when this bargain was struck.

The staccato of grunt and guttural utterance having come to finality as the bargain was struck. The universal slap of seller 's hand upon that of the buyer. A Mohammedan salutation from heart to head thrown in for dependable measure. A pocketbook was produced and the old merchant 's accompaniment produced several sets of items. Each was to serve up as attire for his new purchase. The branks were then unceremoniously removed much to the communal suspiration of relief by all the woman. One by one each woman was fitted with a laborious iron catch secured around the neck, a prominent metallic element loop forged upon both front and back. Their newly chaffed wrists released from the handlock hanging disk overhead and the arms guided around to behind their backs into another set of waiting iron manacles so the twosome of the wrist 's of each were firmly seated and hovered attached above the buttocks. A small knotted cloth gag now inserted to take up the task that the blade branks had formerly served. Another expectant poke of approximative material was dragged down over their question and down to their knees allowing each adult female encased within the sight their feet and articulatio talocruralis. The bagful were twisted so that a thin length of chain was attached through small holes upon both the front loop and its corresponding twin cringle on the back of their apprehension. The poor origin of women now properly harnessed together as a pocket-size train the old man 's voice was replaced by that of his younger assistant who loudly barked a statement at them. With a hard tug they were all pulled along stepping as best they could linked in tandem back into the street at a ready dance step. The unobserved centre of each naturally focused on the paving busily struggling to conduct their movement in accordance with the other so as to ward off anything sharp-worded or potentially impeding to their quick passage. The heat of the day now bearing heavily down upon them all through their heavy covering. Their stew flowing freely covering their entire bodies copiously dancing in droplets slippery across their limbs. Cecelia felt herself careen along by the neck for what must have seemed a country Swedish mile. The olfaction and sounds of surrounding Islamite 's with their fauna passing careless bumping into them with a force-out that threatened to send out one reeling to the terra firma tugging the others along for the drive. Any enticement to hold back was served with an unexpected reversal of what Cecelia surmised was a hard leather harvest. She felt her feet gain the unruffled surface of wooden plank again. sliver of restless watery refections blinded her center danced from below as it was evident that their ensemble was now being led over a pier. `` Were they all being transshipped to some other port wine ?', she wondered ? A punishing right go and a series of short blows guided them up a gang plank. The smell of new key and teak Natalie Wood along with an acid smell of smoke. coal smoke ! Something from a ship 's boiler now insinuated itself into her nostrils giving her a start. `` What sorting of bulkhead would they be confined within this time ? ``, she wondered. A unbodied set of boisterous handwriting pushing the heads of each through a passage door to greet them. They were then gathered together in a line within a cabin.

One by one the rough cloth overlayer was dragged from their nudeness after the connecting chains had been detached. The necessity for public properness to compensate their exposed flesh to open up view now fully dispensed with. Their group indoors safely cloistered from of public examination of Islamic sharia law. The jape were quickly removed. The sound of collective sobbing from the inauspicious fair sex rose up as they huddled close together in a stack blazonry still fettered behind by the atomic number 26 as they all cried. One by one each one was taken strongly in script. Their wristlets unlocked and tossed in the nook. The woman returning to a common unfettered 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 womanhood 's cried died to a whispering as new lot of heavy atomic number 26 shackles were produced by two well-muscled men dressed in hopelessly coal soiled breeches. The arm, shoulder, and bureau of the men being completely out of proportion in scale to the remainder of their torsos. They pulled a cleaning lady away from the group towards the glowing brazier one bending her prolusion hard over the anvil her butt high and vulnerable. The women letting at communal gasp as they saw one of the men pull a hot branding iron from the brazier. Its business end an intricate firebrand all aglow and red hot. Cecelia screamed along with the reticent victim in agony as the atomic number 26 pressed hard into her human body with a awful sounding sizzle. The smell of burned-over build immediately present throughout the room. They looked collectively a the cabin door which was now closed and fully secured. With no boulevard of evasion they huddled again comparable sheep pressing together arduous and closely into the cabin 's empty recess of cold brand. Cecelia turned back around to the anvil as the others had turned away to hide their faces in the other direction of the mark fair sex now choking on her own mother fucker. One man pushed her John L. H. Down to kneel before the anvil. The former dragging the radiocarpal joint of each arm towards the surface shackle and methodically snapping it closed then inserting a glowing rivet fresh from the brasier into the hole upon the side of meat of the iron fetter. His mightily script taking up a sledge and banning upon the malleable rivet. Each of the bump sending a small set of burning Spark bouncing about on floor and exposed flesh causing the wretched unfortunate to wince. Each ringing clank of metal on metal sending a collective shiver through the amalgamation of naked female anatomy clinging together just opposite. One wrist joint now permanently secured, the other wrist joint of the fair sex was equally attended to with another hamper. The woman now roughly twisted around with each of her ankles presented in play. The end event being that the woman 's two wrists and two ankles were linked each to its corresponding other by two lengths of three foot distance of Sir Ernst Boris Chain.

In what seemed to be an eternity of fourth dimension and scourge the cleaning woman now stood silent and downcast. Each one attired in a new set of jewelry. Cecelia 's wrists and ankles throbbing from the heat of the rivets coursing through the shackle. The room seemed to have a familiar pounding sound. Something in the collective unconscious reentry known but elusive in the thick of all this electric shock. Something pulling her away from what seemed glaringly inevitable. A slave to be held engrossed in uncivilised thraldom naked and permanently shackled through all next creation. An inner articulation prodding her insistently ! `` Go on say it ! '' she heard it voicelessness, `` For you entire life-time ! '' The shorter of the two goliath angrily pointed menacingly at a threshold immediately beyond which was a sharply vertical stairwell that appeared more a ladder downward to the interior of the ship. The second of the brute now brandishing a pocket-sized cat o'nine menacingly up in the air. The beginning woman receiving a blow from it across her titty. It 's bantam metallic element scrounges leaving a few droplets of blood line quickly forming along the attendant lesions. Crying out in vivid pain as he breast bobbed up and down under her hired man she clinked along through the opening and down the stairwell. The other three needing no far urging. down feather into the interior of the ship their Chain singing away with every step they felt the rut rising as they reached each steel gridded platform. The germ of the throbbing sound revealed formatting he surroundings as an idling leatherneck engine. Cajoled along by glancing gust and guttural utterances down turning twice more knock down two former levels of steep stairwells where they were abruptly buffeted back by another bare-chested evilness giant who held them at bay keeping them from descending further into another abyss of throbbing machinery. The heat by this point was beyond bearable of that which was experienced from the sun up topside. The booming sound of articulating motor arms churning away extinguishing any normal tier of man address. The dejected woman near to swooning. The stairwell that had led them down from above sat above a hatch composed of closely spaced horizontal iron streak with a hasp. The effect left by the plenty of same suggesting a form of prison-like natural enclosure. The eyes of all the enslaved adult female obsessively focused upon the big spread lock chamber 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 luggage compartment of an arm pushed the gate upward and the tumid psyche of an equally malevolent giant popped up through the initiative. Over his bare berm was a rophy tightly digging into the flesh of his shoulder joint. As he stepped out and over onto the gridded platform he turned to begin hauling something weightily attached to the same rope from below. The pinion womanhood all gasped in unison. At the end of the forget me drug appeared the corpse of an emaciated female. The rear end of the rope tightly looped around the top of her chest of drawers underneath her lifeless coat of arms. The indifferent slumping frame covered in lightlessness sooty substance from principal to toe. The torso of what was obviously a very dead adult female. What had once been a glowing stupor of blond hair upon the head of a once young and vibrant face was now a dirty wet mop of coal dust. The man dragged the stiff about roughly tossing it carelessly aside to make room for the radical of newly-impressed slaves to pass. A wide of the mark evilness grin upon his face accompanied a slight sarcastically deferential bow of his head signaling his two feller conducting the party to urge them Forth one at a time into the bowels of what now seemed the hellish sleeping accommodation of horror that awaited them below. Every women shaking uncontrollably in animal fear urged on by quick solidus from behind by the cat.

Cecelia felt asleep and rubbery as it was her turn to turn away down to take hold of the burning rungs of the steel ravel to descend down to what now seemed a very abruptly and most probably an eternally tormenting end. Was this place in fact a lower dress circle of Inferno described by her former in hell that she was condemned to suffer within as a penalty for her immorality ? The romanticism of life as concubine now fully flown from her consciousness by the native sulphur burning her feet from unbearable heat energy ever rising as she descended. Her psyche a blank, completely exhaust away leaving a emptiness containing one unsubdivided question as to what had occasioned the final fate of the young woman her remains having just been so carelessly discarded. As she stepped off the ravel her dubiousness was immediately answered by the sight of a defenseless woman in chains that were similar to her own tirelessly working away at diminishing a mess of ember by shoveling it bit by bit into the raging inferno of a boiler 's furnace. Her body hard and toned from unending forcible undertaking. The inmate 's struggling torso clothed caput to toe in a slippery pitch blackness. Her nakedness clothed by the addition of a loop topology of enchained padlocked around her waist adding the to rigor of the shackles clinking wildly with every flip of the shovel into the fiery glow of flames licking out of the open portal to the ultimate philia of netherworld creating steam for the massive ship 's boilers. Two other cleaning woman being equally scantily attired in iron shoveling coal with as much Department of Energy into two early open furnaces. The small corps de ballet working at an accelerated pace as if their life-time depended on satisfying the boiler furnaces 's torrid ire. Cecelia now felt that she had finally reach her ultimate destination and fate. To melt slowly within the unsufferable intensity of this everlasting heat. She turned to see her former three companions being led to the former bay. Each to her place stopped before the open door as a chain was pulled up from the soot and padlocked tightly around each of them. The wall behind piled with large chunk of coal. various neutral female person torsos slumped one atop the former over one of the smaller mounds. One of them stirring with a nerveless moan as the the male person gaoler having first opened each furnace doors of the diametrical bay before the newly cinctured women took his long iron rod and pressed its glow red hook end into the side of the top most body upon the sarcoid pile. The attendant then slapping hard upon the top of her buttocks with his bane causing her to contort up painfully and crawl Forth River in great torture to what appeared to be a small clink cell enclosure located just behind the vertical ladder.

The guard alternately prodding the mass of her stern cooling its tip without eh sizzle of figure from her pit material body. Motivating her to crawl faster to her goal opposite word of the ceaseless upheaval of broiling heat. He then dropping the atomic number 26 to run up to stand over her in front of the opened gate, half throwing her half stuffing her completely inside. Cecelia was grabbed by the like man and then shoved and kicked into the confined space on top of the jumble of what turned out to be yet another inmate resting within. A low ceilinged enclosure that barely could fit two housing the three of them. Cecelia 's head word crammed awkwardly for a moment upon the pulsating belly of the injured cleaning lady who now was fighting for hint. Until grasped by another rough handwriting to be pushed off the number one with a wild shove. `` Let the whore breathing space her utmost you bitch ! ''. Cecelia strained backward against the vertical bars of the door that had now been secured shut with a metallic click. The calamitous ember dust smeared human face of the woman in the phantasm who had pushed her off the other still prostrate now sneered. `` Four hours shoveling ! '' `` And four 60 minutes rest ! '' `` Non-stop ! '' `` And Forever ! '' `` You can try to squat over the bucketful 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 piddle and squirt it out from both ends when your shoveling on the coal spilling from the bunker. '' The adult female then went stonily tacit as she cradled the inert form of the fully drop worker her chest pulsating erratically. Cecelia looked down at the poor devil crunched over the thigh of the other coal soot contraband Madonna cradling her from above. Her warm shallow breathing spell barely audible. The cleaning woman cradling her looking up from her burden. `` She wo n't go ! ``, the woman spat out meanly. Then looking with speak hatred in her eyes at Cecelia, `` And neither will the bunch of you ! '' Cecelia let out a brusque startled scream as she felt herself go faint. `` stopping point. .. ? ``, she trembled in a squeaking voice ! '' `` Yeah ! '' said the former woman. `` Die of exhaustion and then get tossed over the slope as dinner for the sharks. '' `` The ameer of this stinking island hates Christians. '' `` The Italians killed one of his relatives ! '' `` We are his prize and gift to view for visiting European embassador ! '' `` He likes to demonstrate to alien travelers struggling nude under the thong for a lark ! '' The charwoman 's scarred arms and trunk heraldic bearing fresh blackleg from recent blows of the curse. `` Thinks he makes Allah happy by showing us to them shoveling non-stop until he works a few of us to decease. '' `` You 'll see ! ``, the woman said giving out a maniac laughter. `` Maybe the first one to go will be you ? '' `` I do n't give you more than two weeks ! '' `` Maybe three week at secure ! ``

Cecelia began to bawl out aloud turning away from the howling fiend of her mate yard bird 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 figure of the conk slave. Looking back up at Cecelia with a toothless grin all of her front teeth having been recently smashed out. `` You 'll see ! ``, the crazed banshee kept repeating endlessly with increasing malice. The three other charwoman were now struggling mightily to respectively rise shovel full-of-the-moon 's of coal upward to keep them them level with the open doors of the boiler furnaces. The bare chested gaoler striking out at one bare white back with the full fury of his scrooge. Urging all of his direction to help them conquer their sheer physical enfeeblement through motivating them with more forge stroking from his cat up and down all over their bring down backs and can. The physical body on each turning into red grade insignia dripping blood.The women now trembling mightily with greater exertion. Some still barely getting a shovel into its intended target area but doing Lapplander faster. Slowly mastering the alimentation of the insatiable raging the pits behind the glow red smoothing iron mouths of each kettle to burn a little hotter. Any most miss spilling coal from a scuttle earning the miscreant 's sudor slick magazine red striped ovalbumin back another two cerise red welts. The rhythm of each eventually coming into a steady cycle as each tortured person was getting the hang of the in good order amount of coal to pitch. The big man behind him taking sapidity in perfecting their aim by the unceasing menace of yet to a greater extent pain to be inflicted on their struggling torsos if they dropped the pace. The voice just behind Cecelia chimed out, `` They 're spry apprentice ! ``, she cackled, `` And you 'll soon learn too ! '' `` Ha ha ha ! '' Cecelia turned back glaring as the other woman with daggers as the erstwhile pushed the inert consistency of the unfortunate 's cadaver hard up against Cecelia 's folded peg. She rose up abruptly and turning her pelvic arch hard to one side and let out a hard watercourse of hot urine splattering carelessly about. Much of it splashing across the dead woman 's promontory. The downpour dousing clean some of the black smudges of its dead body. Cecelia unexpectedly shocked by its reveal of recently scarred white skin.. `` You 'll memorize ! ``, the harpy chortled again. `` Why do n't they transmit a squadron of ships from England to save us ? ``, loudly weeped Cecelia. `` Hah ! ``, fuss redoubtable her cellmate. `` They 're all men ! '' `` The emeer has them stand up there just above us on the storage-battery grid. '' `` They stand there watching us dying at the end of our strength suffering like the condemned from infernal region saying absolutely nil. '' `` If you cry out to gain their attending for assistant you get hit harder ! '' `` So you learn quickly push your coal scuttle harder into another pile of sway and just shovelful and shut out your sand trap '' `` You can feel their jizz raining down above sizzling on your bare back ! '' `` You just keep shoveling faster giving them a good 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 deal ! '' `` To them we 're just barbarian naked animals '' `` Something out of a zoo to look and laugh at like dirty imp ! '' `` The fucking bastards ! '' Cecelia turned back again towards her erstwhile fellow traveller. They seemed transformed in some way from women into a more sinister manakin of beasts. Their once blank hide now peppered Asa Gray over red band now from the gathering junk of shovelfuls of tossed coal growing slowly blacker. The collection of travail streaking through exposing the ruby exposed material body torn here and there by the cat 's alloy tips. The gaoler seeing Cecelia peering out, her chest of drawers strong pressed against the prevention exposing the two ruby backsheesh of her gravid chest and flicked his whip out at one. She screamed in insistent agony looking down to find a welt forming upon the top of one The maniac 's self-satisfied sadistic grin beaming down upon her as she cowered back as fast as he could throw together into the mobile phone 's interior.

The voice from the iniquity behind her rang out again. `` They 'll never touch you like a fixture man would. '' `` Nor poke you between your legs or wring your tits ! '' `` Never with their hands at least ? '' `` Only with the lash. '' `` You wo n't get fucked with a bid unvoiced dick in this place. ``, the charwoman 's voice lowered at the end of her blowup into a low oink. Cecelia twisted sweatily back around dragging her chest from any potential contact with the hot iron of the bars only to present the tormenting inpatient once again. Her tormenter now sat with her own peg pulled back and spread wide apart like the fore leg of a malevolent wanderer. She was busily shoving three of her spindly finger hard up as deep as possible into her own vagina. Vigorously pumping the well of her deep red red wet scratch like some insane zoo imp letting out low moan as she began to mount into saturation of a climax and began to spurt. The initial waving of her orgasm now spent. Sinking back for a mo into a more relaxed position the woman now opened her eye and stared directly at Cecelia. `` You bettor learn this trick fast, my dear ! '' `` It 's the only affair that will go on you going ! '' `` coal dust and cunt do n't sample 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 cleaning woman with a big toothed grin as she grabbed hard at Cecelia 's school principal with her two hired man forcing it down towards the wet gaping pink opening at the radix of her legs. Despite every attack by Cecelia to deplumate away, the accumulated strength gain from a modest eternity of the former cleaning woman ; s shoveling coal overcame all attempts to protest. The woman playfully washed Ceceli 's cheek with her vagina 's issue. Vigorously rubbing her genital organ up and down all over Cecelia 's intrude and mouth. Another quick spurt of juice then unexpectedly summoned from the hole hurtling out into the poor girls mouthpiece. `` punch me you fucking bitch slug me ! '' The stringy sinew of the woman punishing Cecelia screech. `` slug me or I 'll kill you ! '' I 'll smother you with my cunt ! '' The hags revelry was suddenly cut short as a hard male spokesperson barked from exterior. The humble cell doorway swung loose and Cecelia 's hair was grabbed from backside and she was pulled backwards out the clutches of her insane cellmate. Two arms forced her upwards to the sound of her own chains clanking. She found herself now fully puked to her infantry and shoved before the run down frame of one of her original companions. The shifting was being changed. And it was now her turn of events to shovel ember and tormented. The loop of string on the other staggering barely able to stand was now removed and transferred tightly around her own waist. The front of the other woman 's face and body was completely black with a slurry of coal detritus and soundbox swither. The man pushed the inauspicious back towards the cell where the former jailer fresh from the other set of kettle was carelessly pulling the remains of the abruptly woman out of the diminutive cellphone by its ankle. A puddle of body waste trailing across the entrance from between the cadaver 's buttocks. The new occupier now was pushed down to her hands and knees and forced to crawl through it. Listless and not resisting she struggled against exhaustion to slide across its slipperiness surface. A gleeful cry rising up from within. Emanating from the toothless lip of the master harpie as a new victim was introduced to serve her unsatiable desire.

The farseeing duration of chain was running back through the vallecula of Cecelia 's large ass. She felt a big helping hand button her to towards the ember scuttle laying upside down on the base. Though she was almost five feet away, the heat projected by the furnace as its door was opened seemed as if it might set her fountainhead of tomentum on ardour ! The instant pain of the cat stroking against her lower spine forcing her instantaneous complaisance to crouch over to pick up the heavy scuttle. Needing no promote boost to begin her task she bit the edge of it deep into the cascading deal of coal rock-and-roll just to her English to toss them in. Her arms felt the likes of rubber as she lifted it as eminent as she thought that she could just shy of the open door. The heat pouring from the furnace threatening to boil her eyeball and she had to shut her lids into a nasty squint. A loud quip of sword whang hitting hard into pinnace form helped boost her coat of arms up higher just far enough to spill the contents of the digger int the fire 's maw. She choked from the painfulness of the blow. She managed to get another shovelful almost perfectly into the Stanford White hot porta 's backtalk. Another crack landed on the back of her upper thigh. And then a further one first directly on her tailbone. And as he thought to fall off down from the unendurable Passion of Christ yet another C reaching up between her seat to graze her sex helping her to turn out straight back up tottering with a digger broad of coal at the set. The pain was now beyond unbearable for her conscious mind to comprehend. But her soundbox snapped to like a marionette knowing exactly what was demanded of it. Meticulously scrapping the sass of the opening across the story to force up another hefty portion of coal. The shock becoming less frequent as she began to adhere to a uninterrupted unbreakable pace. And so it went, on and on and on until she was a mindless robot struggling to best it 's last delivery. apoplexy and throw, stroke and stroke, again and again and again. Her arse like match granite strong rock music. Her bleeding back growing ever harder the cords of newly discovered muscular tissue bulging forth. The once human being mechanics ever on the edge of collapsing ! But seemingly ever being capable to best itself with every successive endeavor. A certain sense of burning now consuming invading he own belly self-governing of the fire of the inferno before her. The heat within it rivaling the fires that she fed as her own puss began to shiver and tighten harder and ever voiceless with every successive lift. The release of what seemed to be internal fluids and ocean spilling Forth River. free fall of it poring from below to sizzle loudly on the floor. And upon the bottom of the boiler 's brand with every thrust forward of the shovel as the ember was thrown. A brutal signified of ecstasy beyond anything imaginable had taken hold of her. Anything that once could have be considered civilized about her dead the fierceness of mindless fury having taken restraint of her psyche. She had been transformed from a human being into a pasty struggling animate being. A wounded creature caught up in an all out struggle to restructure its former earthly boundaries into that of a demon. No longer pitifully asking for succor for some unexpected mercifulness. But begging for more blinding hotness and the electrocution diagonal yet another coke upon her T. H. White hot pulp. A completely demented convict initiated into the paradiss of an endless hell .