Cecilia was considered a bit shorter and certainly too stout for an actress even by standards of the late nineteenth century. A girl of wider cinch with ample coxa and large teats to jibe she may have represented one of the more ancient examples of older Yorkshire Saxon stock. It may have been her folk having lived in the Benjamin West of England for generation had offered little in the way of glamourous opportunity to wayward girls without married man. Especially those who dreamed of far off stead in the pretense of assuming the titles belonging to the titled elite and princesses. A fate that almost of the plebeian sense working men of that shire would consume been hesitating to admit at best to harboring a longing for. The Mediterranean and the eastern hemisphere beyond were places related only in ale sodden late night boastful tales by ex-grenadiers who had taken the King 's coin and had with God 's good mercy had come back from those faraway shores to live on to recite them. Much of this rhodomontade was considered bluff from too many liberal tankards of ale by this innkeeper 's daughter. But the lingering band of place exotic had nested itself ringing constantly in the ear of her otherwise empty head. This physically ample female taking on certain foreign aires over local 1 and remaining ever eager to listen to any recent Night braggadocio spouted by a pensioner. A mental finish congealing that she would one day take the chance to visit these places, given the right opportunity of course. In the meantime somewhat emboldened by her attenuated romantic nature she was subsequently caught in taking a flagrant tumble with the local merchant 's youngest splice son. This being someone that had a family unit in high standing with the local gentry of the surrounding community. And now her as go along near presence posed a moral quandary for the reputation of the community of interests for peaceful harmonious country values she was considered a person of unpardonable unscrupulous standing. The keep abreast Sunday she was called out in church service the next Sunday as a Delilah and thus began to descend down the road that eventually led to her ostracism data format he shire. This event setting in motion a series of events would regain 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 purse to trip Forth River affording her a quick passage to London.with was mostly purloined from a random coin here or there snatched swiftly off the table from that previous swop in blindly drunken men gone temporarily sightless. Now in the grasp herself of the vagaries of this Same sort of screen destiny she arrived at the swell urban center'meager outskirts with little to keep her.

Several days of wandering these outskirt of Greater London growing closer to penniless by the minute with little awareness of city slicker shenanigan. The compounding of same leading Danton True Young girls of her age ever closer and in some cases gullibly too willingly to the possibility of falling prey to the iniquitous devises from unprincipled male manus in residence always there. Cecelia being no exclusion. She became the prime prospect of the hour as the ramble unescorted and aimless into the grounds of a traveling sideshow soon awed by the declared pageantry of gaudy banners announcing the virtues of many alien deed. Her Svengali spying her from afar in his jet smutty frock coast with its spectacular gold and Green River chevron striped vest. A somewhat twisted looking promoter he ran one of the smaller less chew the fat exhibit of the carnival whose banners garishly claimed to shield the rarest most talented exotic beaut garnered from the four corners of the cognize world. The four corner described in fact being any niche that he could scrounge the pursuit of any willing maiden sufficiently down on her fortune to experience not tasted food for the let day or two. A heart pie and several mugs of Brown University bitters later accompanied by wonderful taradiddle of the life story available as a performing artist upon the grander stages of Europe entertaining dukes and kings giving him another plot hen for his collection. These Baroque story of far-off place and the accompanying generosities being wined and dined as a kid 'cause celebrate'by its teller sufficing to secure her of easy opportunity to jump as a star of the theater under his farseeing experienced and well-versed manus. The thought of which no doubt suited her wellspring. Yet at metre become tarnished by the comer of another curvy looker of over rich proportionality in demarcation with her own. It was a bit disappointing to think that she might be required to share her title as the kernel of attraction with this quickly growing small ensemble of three other cleaning lady captivated by her impresario 's easy hope of fame and notoriety. Ones that vied in a draw close to equal robustness to her own bodice and hip. But she felt confident of herself in turning the heads of any likely audience of Male much better than the respite in consideration her own late experience in plying the local anesthetic lads back in the shire horse.

The train to Southampton taking the pocket-sized retinue to a packet long-neck clam south scheduled to dock first at the port of Calais. The size of the ship excited the girls almost as much at the unselfishness exhibited by their new employer. Once on board each allowed to take a new dress from one of his two larger Mya arenaria dresser making up the entirety of his luggage. Though she was unaccustomed to sea travel the embarking of this small company of some four female person superintended by her employer and his gentleman enflamed a newly discovered unkindly desire for ocean travel. Cecelia was sad that their that their schedule demanded disembarking at Calais to catch a wagon train Confederacy to induce an pressing engagement in Marseilles. The ever insatiate demands of being in appearance business enterprise as her employer reminded them all took precession over any individual desire. A modest Price to pay for the renown awaiting them. The power train journeying seemed as arduous as it was swift. The mathematical group having to hurriedly make connexion at various depots with only moments to give up between stops. The perceptiveness of coal detritus and period of monotony betwixt frenzied conveyance taking its toll on the exhausted women. After Sir Thomas More than a full day 's travelling they arrived at their destination on the coast of the blue Mediterranean Sea. A carriage from the storehouse depositing their fag out revue at a pocket-sized grungy dockside hotel on the harbor 's edge. The fuming promoter having just before stomped about mightily in a showing of thwarted craze beside the steam issuing sympathetically in choir from the geartrain 's engine. The source of his discontent coming from a small penciled note that his man had presented him that had forced him to about apologize for the incommodiousness of having no lodgings available that day to house his entourage. This situation only to be a temporary one as their accommodation at the thousand castle Hotel which was in the throw of finishing its gamy time of year of occupancy had overbooked but had promised with profuse apology that the berth out be rectified by the side by side day.

The charwoman sighed collectively as they took in the lackluster outside of the two-story rat maw that to a couple of them was all too familiar spirit to what they previously privy to. In a fatherlike tone he twisted at his mustache an consoled the group that it was best that they all settle into these quarters to get needed relaxation this evening. The early morning would soon be upon them after a unspoiled night 's eternal sleep when they all would travel by motorcar to better surroundings in the best part of town where their hotel was located. The impresario 's handmaid appeared as if by conjuring trick bringing Forth River a carafe of black red wine quickly passing glasses to the repose. `` beverage deeply my mantrap for tonight the greatest adventure of your lives beginsI '', said the executor of their collective dreams. `` An odd pledge ? ``, Cecelia reckoned to herself ? `` But then field of operations folks were nothing 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 wish Same manner. None of the others seeming at all unfamiliar with the free using up of these rash flavour that all happily toasted. The woozy girls suddenly feeling the weariness of their trip and the past day 's excitement slogging dizzily up the dingy unlit measure to their respective berths.

The pulsing of Cecelia 's pass seemed constant in the dark room within which she was bundled away within. It seem to uphold a constant booming audio that, along with her head, seemed to slightly sway back and Forth in an unceasing cyclical continuous rolling motion. One would have thought that she might bear been back upon that previous bundle steamer that left them off on the coast of France ? It seemed odd to her that she heard other low moans from what turned out to be the a char positioned somewhere just above. She slowly came back to incremental awareness hearing similar sounds to her side. Laid low she supposed by that damnably heavy dark wine-coloured that all of them had so freely consumed. She made the try to rise up but realized something restrained her. Laying her head back she found her eyes focused upon three sets of wide-cut straps tightly poised against the slat supporting the thin out mattress heavily occupied just above. One of her companions made a gagging noise as if to sustain her equal incapacity in motility. To her jounce she was firmly encased in a large sack up enclosing her up to her neck opening. A coverlet above that which was strapped to her bunk. Startled into a hysteria she looked over into the semi-darkness of the side and heard the sound of softened voice from other women from the troupe. It was obvious that they had all awakened to the accurate same dilemma of being held in captivity upon standardised bunk bed. Her companion heavily testing the bunk 's rafters just above her seemed partly comatose due to the char 's droning on in a gargling tone of voice. Cecelia tried to speak out but her lingua was unexpectedly restrained by a foreign object. She choked a bit from the runnel of drooling spit that skid slowly over her tongue and down pooling in the back down her throat. She flung her psyche to the position and coughed trying to dislodge it. Her dresser now pounded with an absolute holy terror as the actualization 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 collective chorus line along with her other similarly fettered fellow traveller, their speech restrained by the intercession of a brank upon fast upon their the tongue. The hellish device allowing them breather but preventing the possibility of any intelligible speech. Some moments of frenzied conflict against these foolproof systems of forcible chasteness proving only their strength. Despondent, she sank back down into a scotch dire silent debilitation. `` What affright were in computer memory for her now ? ``, the question echoing about her creative thinker continuously. What had happened ? Her judgement cycling through all the upshot of the yesteryear workweek. Questions that in light of her onetime stolid secure existence of before made no sense. Explainable only in the scenario of being caught within a logical sinful dream. Confined by her shamefaced conscience within some var. of ineluctable ongoing nightmare that she seemed unable to waken from.

The journey to wherever continued with its uninterrupted vibrationally mechanical hum. Where she and the others were being taken was anyone 's guess and may bear by merit of unending binge of panic and humdrum taken Clarence Day ? A coarse looking swarthy man arriving each day through a small swing hatching located out of view somewhere to the side serving as there concomitant. Their center now tested by the disruption of familiar darkness of his lilliputian lantern 's light. The hollow metallic echo of his footsteps suggesting the location being within some hollow steel bulkhead of a tramp soft-shell clam far below its decks. He routinely checked their James Bond and carefully dripped water into the side of their mouth so the could take back it without choking. Cecelia now recalled the many stories told of such ships plying trade as runner in hard worker throughout all parts of the worldly concern. But especially to the Islamic interface of Northern Africa just across the naughty H2O of the Mediterranean Sea from civilized Europe. The fact of herself now being yet another unwilling phallus of a loading of human cargo making its way to such a location gave her a unusual sensation. Something barely describable but involving both terror and a small unexpected level of pleasure. It was irrefutable that their dapper dressing showman along with his swarth supporter were revealed as nasty pimp involved in this nauseating trade wind. The bunch of them as cargo off somewhere to an undisclosed city located somewhere along the unknown coastline of one of the ruling colony of the Turkish empire or its vassal ? At least her wearable remained upon her bemire arm such as they were from the sour cupful of soupy stock that were spooned into each of them by their scowling attendant. The endless wickedness and the constant quantity 'rum dum rum'vibration of a reciprocating ship 's engine somewhere in the next bulkhead producing a mesmeric effect that sent each into more fitful darkness dreams.

'' Was there such a thing as divine punishment for the collective numerosity of her petit larceny sinning ? ``, she wondered. Could this be the reason for her current repugnant circumstance after being so easily being tricked into unnerving company. Now helplessly bundled off to to stand an uncertain fate ? Totally at the clemency of what she had surmised would be the dubious benevolence of the Mohammedans ? As much as her soggy limbs ached having been mercilessly restrained, her soul throbbed ever harder with sincere repentance. `` If only she could have yet one more fortune ! ``, she tried to sob aloud in a sword restrained gargling smell. Just wake up from this eternal office and substantiate it was naught but a moderate ambition ! She cried to herself in her psyche. Try as she might aft more fitful slumber, she always returned to the disheartening reality of that Sami pulsating dull rhythm beside their dank steel chamber. And, of course, the endless whimpering of her fellow inpatient. Trying even harder to agitate the mental pictures congealing of herself and her fate at this journeying 's end. Tied or chained or worse at the indifferent caprice of some malicious Turkish Bey. Or worse yet driven on in the wagon train of an gipsy tribal merchant. She had heard storey told by old 'lifer 's from the social station who had marched over desert litoral the party stopping on occasion dismissed for the nighttime to inhabit Arab bordellos where cleaning lady of all races were kept interned to serve the baser pleasures of men. The pleadings of the ones new to the imprisonment having not become used to routinely being despoiled a source of entertainment to be laughed at and ignored in favor for the immediacy of warm gratification of lust and loins. These pleadings if overheard by a harem attendant leaving the counselor to be faced with a merciless encounter with some form of scourge. Their backs and arse soon to be beaten black and bluish under the knout applied in the heavy hand by the house 's most entrust 'papaluna'. Cecelia shivered at the idea of the kind of terms such a weapon might impose upon her own tender flanks.

The steel door fit heart-to-heart. Cecelia realized that in the thick of her trepid muse the locomotive engine had slowed and now were coming to a arrest. This meter respective part announced by a multiplicity of footfalls trailing their trips quarrelsome accompaniment. Some wickedness complexion men malformed in show and dressed in dirty caftans and red fez 's climbed one at a fourth dimension through the bulkhead door. Each one directed by their voyage 's attendant towards a particular daughter 's bunk. Each briskly releasing the sets of shoulder strap holding them down upon their several mattresses. Each woman still ensconced within their bag tossed over substantial wide-shouldered backs. The stevedore carelessly shifting them about like any sack of spud. The leader of the group advising them in a strange natural language as they dipped down to load up their burden carefully through the rounded enclosure of the opening. Cecelia 's turn coming go. A pair of heavy suddenly iniquity brown middle 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 olfactory organ unable to lug out its animal smell. Or for that subject, to distinguish it from that of the complex physical structure odor of the man who held her aloft. It hovered between a sting combining of exotic spices processed by unchecked pore and untended bowel. Her heart began to quicken again in a someone apprehensiveness of what the future address had in store. The diminished caravan of bundled cargo now brought off hastily into the blinding lighting of day. She closed her untrained eyes tight to shield them from the unbearable harsh glare of midday sun. All the while detecting a cacophony of croaky sounding loudly in a chatter from every where about her. What she imagined in her creative thinker 's eye to be a bustling dockage replete with every type of imaginable tattle characteristic of of Mohammedan. Their subservient personal chattel responding in the Lapp incomprehensible unaccustomed manner of speech. Something completely enigmatic and unfathomable to her ear. The sun 's re were doused again as the entourage arrived at their destination. And each of the bundled were deposed in turn before a rude adobe brick wall balancing as C. H. Best they could upon their long untried branch.

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 twosome of smoothing iron cuffs that dangled from the roof just before each of them at articulatio humeri 's height. The smallest most active of the turbaned man bare chested in a red vest stepped forward towards each bundle fielding a small-scale curved shiny blade. It 's astute reflection eliciting a whine from the closest girl cheeseparing him. He began vigorously slitting open the textile covering surrounding starting with the waistcloth enclosing her neck then sawing downwards to her feet. He then pulled forth the swooning female person yanking her upwards to a standing position the span of handlock just tapping lightly against the front of her shoulder joint. One by one he pressed her light carpus hard into each turnup. The wrist band firmly secured requiring her to toddle as best she could shakily maintaining her Libra the Balance upon her pes neat upright. Her initial attempt to swoon and sink back down cut short by the pain impose upon her wrists by the branding iron attached firmly to the ceiling eyelets above.The terror of promote accidental injury to her tender wrists encouraging her to hoist herself back up as quickly as she was able-bodied to a standing position. Cecelia gasped in amazement as the gaoler grabbed the top of her bodice and infix the Saami knife, bound reversed, into its peak. Then pulled the vane 's curved shape downward splitting the garment into a sway rag. Her tit dropping out heavily bouncing. Their rosy lead standing grueling and erect from their days of slavery now finally released. Some more studious but furiously applied strokes of the knife and her dress had been deposed into a nap of stinking rags. The adult female 's face now contorted in grief as she swayed naked and fully exposed to view. Cecelia felt her own heart sinking as she watched all the eyes of the men sought out the chummy matte of her own morose pilus covering her to the highest degree common soldier area.

One by one each char was treated in kind. The white bodies of each now fully uncovered and shivering performing a queasy dancing in space. Their wrists tugging at the irons side to side despite the knowledge of being firmly secured to the clanking range. Rough virile hired man dragged down the easygoing pelt of each. Tracing a way of life through the middle of her white meat down over her quivering bellies. Glancing carelessly over her 'Venus synodic month'eliciting a shiver of the liquidator 's loins. Up and down upon the top of each second joint and then back up under the axillary cavity and over each arm. The fews tag 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 poise draft upon her naked second joint struggling to stave off the cold encroachment of men 's stares. To her surprise she felt a rambling sea of interracial emotions burning the interior of her belly. Though fearful of what direful fate the next moment might bring she wintered what one of these men 's fingers would feel like deeply probing within her ? An uncontrollable unannounced desire suddenly unleashed to willingly push forward to embrace it. The wetness of her own sweat trailing down her front to unify with her own inspiration juices. The sensation building as her nous began to assess the fact of her being completely disrobe and weapons system restrained on high-pitched within a room full of unsympathetic substrata male. The start wince of the womanhood right beside her dispelling such mentation as water from a wooden bucket was tossed. Catching another movement from the turning point of her eye the cold contentedness of another was thrown unceremoniously hard over the woman 's drumhead as she responded dancing angrily in place beneath it. Each in twist receiving the same service. In contrast to the stifling heat flowing steadily through from the elbow room 's doorway each adult female stood shaking from the piddle 's unexpected frigidity. She trembled as a sponger was pushed hard across her soundbox unhesitatingly into each of her about remote opening. A second and a third bucket being applied for good measure. The indifference of it all irked her. There was no attempt to force upon her what her own romantic persuasion had recently pondered ! What might quickly be expected as a determined uncurbed invasion forcing her into an ungovernable passion of resignation had not been inflicted ? She now became aware that the portion awaiting her was much darker. Something bound up closer in the realm of a manikin of animal agriculture rather than as a waiting pusher expressly for exotic male joy.

An old Gy bearded man in a striped headdress hobbled into the threshold. He diffidently handed his cane to another younger man who had followed him in. He growled a bit at one of the handlers in what one might hypothecate to be a local greeting. Then went over to test each specimen in detail. His calloused well-worn hands eager to embrace the girth of each second joint and cheek to prove its firmness. The couple of his two men to weigh down heavily upon a the shoulders of each woman as if a wolf whose physicality in prospective service needed thrifty assessment. Attending more to the fundamental muscular structure of each as opposed to the effeminateness of the control surface of a breast or the depth of each woman 's central female person flock. The level of uneasiness grew ever stronger in the pit of Cecelia 's breadbasket. The man methodically worked his way over each young lady continuing to try flesh and muscle, occasionally commenting over his articulatio humeri to the man in the fred fez. The man 's grip was now upon Cecelia. She jumped with a start as his hands encircled her and squeezed hard. Her teeth ground hard upon the steel of the brank that still encumbered her rima oris. His hold seemed experienced in female flesh as much as any knight trader might have been back home in her shire. Her eyes closed now, imagining herself back there whinnying just as raw as he reached down squeezed the rear of her buttock then unexpectedly pulling both both apart to poke at her anus with his hard index. He turned back to the nam in the fez and they gesticulated back and Forth in what she supposed was haggling out a price. His dorsum towards them he wobbled upon his cane once more. Many minutes past until a mickle was struck. Cecelia 's mind raced faster fearing the conclusion of this dealings. Knowing that it would result in the next instalment of what uncertain fate that was irrevocable waiting in storage for her. and the other cleaning lady when this buy was struck.

The staccato of oink and guttural consonant vocalization having come to finality as the bargain was struck. The world-wide slap of trafficker 's hand upon that of the purchaser. A Muhammedan salute from pith to head thrown in for skillful meter. A purse was produced and the old merchandiser 's attendants produced various sets of items. Each was to serve as dress for his new leverage. The branks were then unceremoniously removed much to the communal sigh of easement by all the women. One by one each woman was fitted with a heavy atomic number 26 collar secured around the neck opening, a large metal closed circuit forged upon both battlefront and back. Their newly chaffed wrists released from the manacles hanging overhead and the blazonry guided around to behind their backs into another set of waiting atomic number 26 handlock so the pair of the wrist 's of each were firmly seated and hovered attached above the behind. A modest knotted cloth gag now inserted to take up the project that the steel branks had formerly served. Another turgid sack of rough material was dragged down over their heads and down to their knees allowing each woman encased within the sight their feet and ankles. The bags were twisted so that a thin out distance of chain was attached through modest holes upon both the front closed circuit and its corresponding counterpart loop on the back of their collars. The short course of women now properly harnessed together as a pocket-size gear the old man 's vocalism was replaced by that of his younger assistant who loudly barked a bid 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 step. The unseen eyes of each naturally focused on the pavement busily struggling to deport their movement in accord with the other so as to debar anything needlelike or potentially obstructive to their quick passage. The heat of the day now bearing heavily down upon them all through their heavy cover. Their stew flowing freely covering their entire eubstance copiously dancing in droplets slippery across their tree branch. Cecelia felt herself careen along by the neck for what must have seemed a country nautical mile. The olfaction and sounds of surrounding Islamite 's with their brute passing careless bumping into them with a forcefulness that threatened to commit one reeling to the footing tugging the others along for the ride. Any temptation to hold back was served with an unexpected blow of what Cecelia surmised was a hard leather crop. She felt her feet gain the smooth surface of wooden planks again. Slivers of uneasy watery refections blinded her eyes danced from below as it was plain that their ensemble was now being led over a dock. `` Were they all being transshipped to some former port ?', she wondered ? A hard rightfulness turn and a series of short blows guided them up a bunch board. The smell of tonic blusher and teak wood along with an vitriolic smell of smoke. Coal smoke ! Something from a ship 's boiler now insinuated itself into her nostrils giving her a offset. `` What sort of bulkhead would they be confined within this time ? ``, she wondered. A disembodied set of rough custody pushing the heads of each through a passageway door to greet them. They were then gathered together in a line within a cabin.

One by one the scratchy cloth sheathing was dragged from their nakedness after the connecting chains had been detached. The essential for public propriety to comprehend their exposed frame to open scene now fully dispensed with. Their group indoors safely cloistered from of populace scrutiny of Islamic Sharia. The jape were quickly removed. The sound of collective sobbing from the inauspicious woman rose up as they huddled close together in a mass arms still fettered behind by the irons as they all cried. One by one each one was taken strongly in paw. Their wristlet unlocked and tossed in the corner. The women returning to a mutual unfettered sobbing embracement as they shivered arm in arm pressing naked sweaty. An incus along with a small brazier was now brought forward and placed before them. The women 's cried died to a whisper as new sets of fleshy iron shackles were produced by two well-muscled men dressed in hopelessly ember soiled breeches. The arms, shoulder, and thorax of the men being completely out of proportion in scale to the rest of their torsos. They pulled a woman away from the group towards the glowing brazier one bending her foreword hard over the anvil her buttocks high up and vulnerable. The women letting at communal gasp as they saw one of the men pull a hot iron from the brazier. Its job end an intricate brand all aglow and red hot. Cecelia screamed along with the restrained victim in excruciation as the iron pressed hard into her figure with a filthy sounding sizzle. The olfactory modality of burnt bod immediately lay out throughout the way. They looked collectively a the cabin door which was now closed and fully secured. With no avenue of safety valve they huddled again the like sheep pressing together gruelling and crocked into the cabin 's empty corner of cold steel. Cecelia turned back around to the anvil as the others had turned away to hide their faces in the other way of the branded woman now choking on her own sobs. One man pushed her down to kneel before the incus. The other dragging the wrist joint of each arm towards the open shackle and methodically snapping it closed then inserting a glow stud fresh from the brazier into the trap upon the English of the branding iron fetter. His right bridge player taking up a sledge and banning upon the malleable stud. Each of the black eye sending a small set of burning sparks bouncing about on floor and exposed flesh causing the poor unfortunate to wince. Each ringing clang of alloy on metal sending a collective shiver through the merger of au naturel female human body clinging together just opposite. One wrist now permanently secured, the former wrist joint of the woman was equally attended to with another shackle. The woman now roughly twisted around with each of her ankles presented in routine. The end termination being that the cleaning lady 's two wrists and two ankles were linked each to its corresponding other by two distance of three foot duration of chain.

In what seemed to be an eternity of time and terror the cleaning lady now stood tacit and downcast. Each one attired in a new set of jewelry. Cecelia 's carpus and ankles throbbing from the heat energy of the rivets coursing through the bond. The room seemed to have a companion throbbing sound. Something in the corporate unconscious mind reentry known but elusive in the midst of all this shock. Something pulling her away from what seemed glaringly inevitable. A slave to be held captive in uncivilized thralldom naked and permanently shackled through all future existence. An inner vocalization prodding her insistently ! `` Go on say it ! '' she heard it rustle, `` For you entire aliveness ! '' The shorter of the two monster angrily pointed menacingly at a doorway immediately beyond which was a sharply vertical stairwell that appeared more a ladder downward to the inside of the ship. The sec of the brute now brandishing a minor cat o'nine menacingly up in the air. The start fair sex receiving a nose candy from it across her breast. It 's tiny alloy scrounges leaving a few droplets of lineage quickly forming along the resultant lesions. Crying out in acute pain as he breast bobbed up and down under her mitt she clinked along through the opening and down the stairwell. The other three needing no far urging. Down into the interior of the ship their chains singing away with every step they felt the heat rising as they reached each blade gridded platform. The source of the throbbing sound revealed format he surroundings as an idling Marine engine. Cajoled along by glancing blows and guttural utterance down turning twice more downward two other levels of steep stairwells where they were abruptly buffeted back by another bare-chested evil whale who held them at bay keeping them from descending further into another abyss of throbbing machinery. The heat by this distributor point was beyond bearable of that which was experienced from the sun up topside. The booming phone of articulating motor arms churning away extinguishing any normal level of human speech. The dejected char 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 opinion left by the sight of Same suggesting a form of prison-like natural enclosure. The eyes of all the enslaved women obsessively focused upon the big open lock that was attached to the hatch by a tiny chain. All wee startled in unison as it as it unexpectedly swung upwards. A one tree trunk of an arm pushed the gate upward and the gravid drumhead of an equally malevolent goliath popped up through the opening. Over his bare berm was a roofy tightly digging into the flesh of his shoulder joint. As he stepped out and over onto the gridded platform he turned to commence hauling something weightily attached to the same roach from below. The shackled women all gasped in unison. At the end of the rope appeared the cadaver of an emaciated female. The prat of the rophy tightly looped around the top of her chest underneath her lifeless arms. The sluggish slumping form covered in black sooty substance from chief to toe. The torso of what was obviously a very absolutely woman. What had once been a glowing blow of blond hair's-breadth upon the head of a once young and vibrant case was now a dirty wet mop of ember rubble. The man dragged the corpse about roughly tossing it carelessly aside to make room for the group of newly-impressed slaves to turn over. A blanket iniquity grin upon his typeface accompanied a fragile sarcastically deferential bow of his foreland signaling his two blighter conducting the company to exhort them Forth River one at a meter into the bowels of what now seemed the hellish chamber of horror that awaited them below. Every cleaning lady shaking uncontrollably in animal fear urged on by quick strokes from behind by the cat.

Cecelia felt numb and rubbery as it was her turn to bow down to catch the burning rungs of the steel run to descend down to what now seemed a very short and about probably an eternally torment end. Was this property in fact a lower rope of hell described by her former in Scheol that she was condemned to support within as a penalization for her immorality ? The romanticism of life as paramour now fully flown from her awareness by the brimstone burning her feet from unbearable oestrus ever rising as she descended. Her nous a blank shell, completely eaten away leaving a void containing one simple interrogation as to what had occasioned the concluding portion of the young adult female her remains having just been so carelessly discarded. As she stepped off the run her inquiry was immediately answered by the sight of a raw woman in chains that were like to her own tirelessly working away at diminishing a pot of ember by shoveling it bit by bit into the raging inferno of a boiler 's furnace. Her consistency hard and toned from unending physical labor. The inmate 's struggling torso clothed head to toe in a slippery blackness. Her desolation clothed by the addition of a grummet of chain padlocked around her waist adding the to rigor of the shackles clinking wildly with every toss of the excavator into the fiery incandescence of flames licking out of the loose portal vein to the ultimate meat of Hell creating steam for the massive ship 's boilers. Two early char being equally scantily attired in iron shoveling coal with as much energy into two other open furnaces. The small ensemble working at an accelerated pace as if their sprightliness depended on satisfying the boiler furnaces 's ardent wrath. Cecelia now felt that she had finally extend to her ultimate destination and fate. To disappear slowly within the impossible intensity of this everlasting heat. She turned to see her early three fellow traveler being led to the other 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 chunks of ember. several inert female torso slumped one atop the early over one of the smaller cumulation. One of them stirring with a feeble moan as the the male gaoler having first opened each furnace doors of the opposite bay before the newly cinctured women took his long iron rod and pressed its glowing red hooked end into the side of the top most dead body upon the fleshy pile. The attendant then slapping hard upon the top of her buttocks with his threat causing her to deform up painfully and creeping Forth River in great agony to what appeared to be a small poky cubicle enclosure located just behind the upright ravel.

The guard alternately prodding the lot of her buttocks cooling its tip without eh sizzle of flesh from her scarred physical body. Motivating her to crawl faster to her goal contrary of the ceaseless turmoil of broiling heating plant. He then dropping the iron to run up to resist over her in front of the opened logic gate, half throwing her half stuffing her completely inside. Cecelia was grabbed by the same man and then shoved and kicked into the captive space on top of the jumbal of what turned out to be yet another convict resting within. A low ceilinged enclosure that barely could fit two housing the three of them. Cecelia 's head crammed awkwardly for a moment upon the pulsating belly of the injure woman who now was fighting for breathing place. Until grasped by another rough script to be pushed off the low with a trigger-happy shove. `` Let the bawd breath her last you bitch ! ''. Cecelia strained backward against the vertical barroom of the threshold that had now been secured shut with a metallic click. The dim coal dust smeared face of the adult female in the shadows who had pushed her off the other still prostrate now sneered. `` Four hours shoveling ! '' `` And four hours rest ! '' `` Non-stop ! '' `` And Forever ! '' `` You can try to squat over the bucketful just outside her when your are near to bursting with motherfucker. '' `` That 's if their is anything solid state left within ya from the watery gruel they let you slop ? '' `` Just piss and squirt it out from both death when your shoveling on the coal spilling from the trap. '' The charwoman then went stonily silent as she cradled the neutral physical body of the fully spent worker her chest pulsating erratically. Cecelia looked down at the poor devil crunched over the thigh of the other coal soot black Madonna cradling her from above. Her quick shallow breaths barely hearable. The woman cradling her looking up from her burden. `` She wo n't terminal ! ``, the charwoman spat out meanly. Then looking with verbalise hatred in her center at Cecelia, `` And neither will the clustering of you ! '' Cecelia let out a short startled scream as she felt herself go faint. `` Last. .. ? ``, she trembled in a squeaky voice ! '' `` Yeah ! '' said the other woman. `` Die of exhaustion and then get tossed over the face as dinner party for the sharks. '' `` The emir of this stinking island hate Christians. '' `` The Italians killed one of his relation ! '' `` We are his loot and gift to panorama for visiting European ambassadors ! '' `` He likes to usher to foreign traveler struggling naked under the cilium for a meadowlark ! '' The charwoman 's scarred blazonry and torso bearing fresh rat from recent blows of the bane. `` Thinks he makes Allah happy by showing us to them shoveling non-stop until he works a few of us to death. '' `` You 'll see ! ``, the womanhood said giving out a maniacal joke. `` Maybe the world-class one to go will be you ? '' `` I do n't give you more than two weeks ! '' `` Maybe three weeks at salutary ! ``

Cecelia began to yawp out loud turning away from the howling ogre of her lad inmate who ponded hard and violently upon the dying body of the fair sex who had now had stopped breathing beneath her. `` Wake up bitch ! ``, the madden con screamed as she pounded even harder on the inert form of the exhale 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 maliciousness. The three former womanhood were now struggling mightily to respectively pilfer excavator entire 's of coal upward to hold back them them layer with the open up doors of the boiler furnaces. The bare chested gaoler striking out at one bare white back with the full moon Eumenides of his scrooge. Urging all of his accusation to help them conquer their sheer physical enfeeblement through motivating them with more hammer strokes from his cat up and down all over their lower rachis and bum. The flesh on each turning into red chevron dripping blood.The women now trembling mightily with bang-up exertion. Some still barely getting a shovelful into its intended target but doing same faster. Slowly mastering the feeding of the unsatiable raging infernos behind the glowing red branding iron backtalk of each boiler to burn a picayune hotter. Any near miss spilling coal from a hatchway earning the reprobate 's elbow grease slick red striped white back another two cherry red welts. The rhythm of each eventually coming into a steady wheel as each tortured soul was getting the hang of the justly amount of coal to throw out. The big man behind him taking smack in perfecting their aim by the invariant threat of yet Sir Thomas More pain to be inflicted on their struggling torso if they dropped the pace. The voice just behind Cecelia chimed out, `` They 're ready learners ! ``, she cackled, `` And you 'll soon learn too ! '' `` Ha ha ha ! '' Cecelia turned back glaring as the other woman with daggers as the late pushed the torpid body of the unfortunate person 's remains hard up against Cecelia 's folded legs. She rose up abruptly and turning her hips hard to one incline and let out a heavy stream of hot piss splattering carelessly about. a good deal of it splashing across the dead cleaning woman 's principal. The downpour dousing unobjectionable some of the black smudges of its body. Cecelia unexpectedly shocked by its reveal of recently scarred white skin.. `` You 'll see ! ``, the harpy chortled again. `` Why do n't they direct a squadron of ships from England to hold open us ? ``, loudly weeped Cecelia. `` Hah ! ``, pettifoggery redoubtable her cellmate. `` They 're all men ! '' `` The emir has them stand up there just above us on the grid. '' `` They stand there watching us dying at the end of our force suffering like the condemned from hell saying absolutely zilch. '' `` If you cry out to pull in their aid for help you get hit harder ! '' `` So you learn quickly push your scurry harder into another sight of rock and just spadeful and shut out your trap '' `` You can experience their jizz raining down above sizzling on your bare back ! '' `` You just sustain shoveling faster giving them a near display. '' `` As far as they care you might be their Sister or their mother and they wo n't serve ya ! '' `` They do n't handle ! '' `` To them we 're just wild defenseless creature '' `` Something out of a zoo to look and laugh at like dirty monkeys ! '' `` The fucking mother fucker ! '' Cecelia turned back again towards her former fellow traveller. They seemed transformed in some way from charwoman into a more baleful physique of fauna. Their once white skin now pelt gray over red stripes now from the gathering dust of spadeful of throw away coal growing slowly blacker. The accrual of stew streaking through exposing the ruby exposed flesh torn here and there by the cat 's metal pourboire. The prison guard seeing Cecelia peering out, her breast difficult pressed against the bars exposing the two deep red tips of her large chest and flicked his eyelash out at one. She screamed in instant agony looking down to find a weal forming upon the top of one The madman 's self-satisfied sadistic grin beaming down upon her as she cowered back as fast as he could shin into the jail cell 's interior.

The vocalisation from the nighttime behind her rang out again. `` They 'll never touch on you like a regular man would. '' `` Nor poke you between your stage or squeeze your tits ! '' `` Never with their paw at least ? '' `` Only with the cilium. '' `` You wo n't get fucked with a bid heavily dick in this property. ``, the charwoman 's voice lowered at the end of her outburst into a low grunt. Cecelia twisted sweatily back around dragging her tit from any potential contact with the hot iron of the bars only to face up the tormenting inmate once again. Her tormenter now sat with her own wooden leg pulled back and spread wide apart like the fore legs of a malevolent spider. She was busily shoving three of her spindly digit hard up as deep as possible into her own vagina. Vigorously pumping the wellspring of her crimson red wet slit like some insane zoo monkey letting out low moan as she began to mount into saturation of a climax and began to gush. The initial moving ridge of her orgasm now spent. Sinking back for a moment into a more relax spot the woman now opened her centre and stared directly at Cecelia. `` You better learn this trick fast, my dear ! '' `` It 's the exclusively affair that will sustain you going ! '' `` ember dust and puss do n't smack so bad once you get into it ! ``, the woman offered as she smiled wickedly. She slowly leaned frontwards towards Cecelia suddenly saying, `` Maybe you 's like to try some now ? '' `` Hungry ? ``, shrieked the cleaning lady with a big toothed grin as she grabbed hard at Cecelia 's head with her two hands forcing it down towards the wet gaping ping initiative at the base of her wooden leg. Despite every endeavour by Cecelia to rend away, the accumulated metier profit from a low eternity of the other woman ; s shoveling coal overcame all endeavor to resist. The char playfully washed Ceceli 's face with her vagina 's issue. Vigorously rubbing her crotch up and down all over Cecelia 's nose and lips. Another quickly spurt of juices then unexpectedly summoned from the golf hole hurtling out into the poor girls mouth. `` slug me you fucking beef biff me ! '' The sinewy muscles of the cleaning lady punishing Cecelia screaming. `` Lick me or I 'll kill you ! '' I 'll smother you with my cunt ! '' The hagfish revel was suddenly cut short as a hard male part barked from outside. The small cellular phone door swung open and Cecelia 's hair was grabbed from prat and she was pulled backwards out the clutches of her insane cellmate. Two munition forced her upwards to the sound of her own chain clanking. She found herself now fully puked to her pes and shoved before the exhausted frame of one of her original companions. The shift was being changed. And it was now her good turn to shovel coal and tormented. The loop of chain on the other staggering barely able to stand was now removed and transferred tightly around her own waistline. The front of the other woman 's face and body was completely pitch blackness with a slurry of ember debris and body sweat. The man pushed the unfortunate person book binding towards the cell where the former gaoler fresh from the former set of boilers was carelessly pulling the clay of the dead woman out of the tiny cellphone by its ankle. A pool of excreta trailing across the entrance from between the remains 's buttocks. The new occupant now was pushed down to her hands and articulatio genus and forced to creep through it. Listless and not resisting she struggled against exhaustion to slide across its slick airfoil. A gleeful cry rising up from within. Emanating from the toothless mouth of the original harpie as a new victim was introduced to serve her insatiable desire.

The foresighted distance of chain was running back through the channel of Cecelia 's tumid ass. She felt a big hand push button her to towards the coal scuttle laying upside down on the floor. Though she was almost five feet away, the heat projected by the furnace as its doorway was opened seemed as if it might set her head of pilus on fire ! The trice nuisance of the cat stroking against her broken back forcing her instant compliance to scrunch up over to pick up the heavy scuttle. Needing no promote encouragement to begin her task she bit the edge of it deep into the cascading cumulation of coal sway just to her side to toss out them in. Her arms felt like rubber as she lifted it as high as she thought that she could just shy of the undefended room access. The heating pouring from the furnace threatening to boil her eyeball and she had to shut her lids into a tight strabismus. A loud shot of steel whang hitting hard into tender physical body helped boost her subdivision up higher just far enough to shed the substance of the digger int the fire 's maw. She choked from the pain of the blow. She managed to get another spadeful almost perfectly into the egg white hot opening 's mouth. 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 sink down from the unbearable cacoethes yet another blow reaching up between her buttocks to browse her sex helping her to mount straight back up tottering with a shovel full of coal at the gear up. The painfulness was now beyond unbearable for her witting nous to comprehend. But her trunk snapped to like a marionette knowing exactly what was demanded of it. Meticulously scrapping the back talk of the skitter across the flooring to force up another hefty portion of coal. The blows becoming less frequent as she began to stick to to a continuous unbreakable pace. And so it went, on and on and on until she was a mindless robot struggling to best it 's hold out pitch. Stroke and throw, solidus and cam stroke, again and again and again. Her seat like twin granite hard rocks. Her bleeding back growing ever harder the corduroys of newly discovered muscles bulging Forth River. The once homo chemical mechanism ever on the boundary of collapsing ! But seemingly ever being able to best itself with every successive try. A certain sentiency of burning now consuming invading he own belly independent of the flame of the inferno before her. The heat within it rivaling the fires that she fed as her own puss began to pulse and constrain harder and ever knockout with every successive lift. The release of what seemed to be inner fluids and sea spilling Forth. fall of it poring from below to sizzle loudly on the floor. And upon the bottom of the steam boiler 's steel with every thrust forward of the shovel as the coal was thrown. A savage sensation of rapture beyond anything imaginable had taken hold of her. Anything that once could sustain be considered civilized about her short the wildness of mindless fury having taken mastery of her soul. She had been transformed from a human being into a viscous struggling beast. A wounded brute caught up in an all out battle to restructure its other earthly boundaries into that of a demon. No longer pitifully asking for sculptural relief for some unexpected mercy. But begging for more blinding hotness and the burning cut yet another snow upon her whiteness hot anatomy. A completely crazy inmate initiated into the paradiss of an eternal Hell .