`` You ca n't pretend me rest here ! '' Quinn said, spitting the Son at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car.
They 'd pulled up at the side of the road, miles away from anything else. The concluding townsfolk they 'd passed had been two hours ago, a dingy Scots English hamlet full of ancient looking fogies.
They 'd stared at Quinn as she screamed at her mother in the car parkland of a half abandoned garage.
"YOU HATE ME ! '' She had yelled, spit flying from her mouth, her arms flung back and her fiery red hair whipping about her face as she shouted. The two hours from there to where they had parked had been filled with stoney silence, after her mother had dragged her rear into the car, ashen faced.

They 'd come halfway up the cobblestone path to Northern-Veil schooling for little girl when Quinn suddenly stopped yelling and clawing at her female parent. Through the fog of the moor, a grande stone castle loomed stopping point by.Tall, straight tugboat, unadorned, but majestic, stood like the standing legs of an ancient construct. Through the fog, shadows looked from the high windows down onto the moors.
Quinn had stopped though, to stare at a digit, tall and shadow against the white-haired Edward Durell Stone of the castle. Harriet Taggert stood. Her eyes, vulturine beneath her field glass, fixed on her newest… student.
'Red hair. Ca n't see the centre from here, looks like white skin .'She thought to herself. The girl, Quinn, had started to affect toward her again, now mounting the steps to her clench. The harsh malarkey gusted across the path, catching at the young lady inadequate skirt, revealing plump pink panties beneath. Taggert 's oculus lit up, 'Generous chest, too. This one will be, interesting .'A cruel smile curled the edges of her lips.
Quinn 's heart did n't wince from the cleaning woman 's cheek. She was tall, dressed in blotto gray and Negro, she looked untried, but at the border of her hair, grey had begun to infiltrate the curls. Her eyes flicked to the cleaning woman 's pectus, briefly awed at the taut hide across those two huge mounds.
She glanced back up at the womanhood 's eyes, seeing her smile wider, then Quinn turned her own eye to the floor, blushing.
'' Mrs.Davis, I assume ? '' Said Taggert, arranging her boldness into a treasonably grinning `` And this must be Quinn. ``
'' piece of tail off. '' Quinn muttered.
'' Quinn ! I 'm lamentable, Ms. Taggert ! '' Said Quinn 's Mother `` This is Quinn, you should holler me Jessy. If ... if you 'd like. ``
Taggert smiled cooly `` Quinn, Jessy, it 's prissy to meet you both. Please, come in. '' She stepped aside, pushing the declamatory wooden door to the shoal heart-to-heart with a hand.
'' If you think I 'm going in there, your Fucking egg. I 'm outta this property. occur on mum ! '' Quinn said, virtually snarling at Taggert.
Jessy opened her mouth to quell her daughter 's anger, but before she could mouth, Taggert barked at Quinn, her eyes aflame with craze, but alight with joy.
'' That, will be the last-place clock time you use that sort of language, within Northern-Veil, young lady. I, am Ms. Harriet Taggert. You will call me Ms. Taggert, or Madame. '' She finished, and glared at Quinn with such intensity level that she blushed and dropped her middle to the floor, then solemnly walked through the threshold.
Jessy was so appall that she stumbled, mouth receptive, past Ms. Taggert and into the echoing halls of Northern-Veil School.
Taggert grinned and followed them in calling `` First door on the left wing, gentlewoman. Take a tail end. '' Then she shouted into another room `` Alice ! Fetch the girls file cabinet and my supplies, then prepare the generalization chamber. ``
Her mum proceeded into Taggert 's role, but Quinn hesitated at the room access. She turned, and saw a petite missy walking from the door near Taggert with a Indian file. She wore nothing but a grim dapple over her crotch. The girls small breast bounced gently as she walked.
Taggert said something to her, then plunged her hired man into her pouch. The girl tensed, blushing up and down her body, her fingers tautened on the file, almost dropping it.
Taggert took the file, and turned back toward her office. Quinn gasped and to the seat next to her mother.
She grabbed at her mother 's arm and leaned in. `` Mum ! I do n't know what is happening here, but this place is messed up ! We need to leave. Now. ``
Jessy turned, rock faced to her daughter. She looked cryptical into her cat valium center, tracing the curve of her face with her own eyes.
For a moment, her resolution wavered. Then the computer memory of how she had found her daughter flooded back to her.
Her representative, devoid of emotion said `` You brought this on yourself, Quinn. ``
Quinn 's jaw dropped as she stared into her mothers eyes, her genius stuttered for a second, then she yelled, `` YOU ABSOLUTE BIT- ''
Taggert stepped into the way, calmly saying, `` That 's adequate, thank you very much, Quinn. ''
She closed her mouth and glared at Taggert, then slumped back in her chair, folding her weapons system against her chest.
Taggert walked around the desk, dropping the thick file onto the surface with a puff of air of dust, and sat gently into her high backed chair.
'' I'm sorry, about my daughters behavior, Ms.Taggert. It 's been so heavily to prevent her under controller since her father died. ``
'' It 's fine. Jessy. She will get wind. '' Taggert said through a smile, `` Would you give me a mo ? ``
She leaned forward and flipped through the file silently. Quinn glower at her from her buttocks, Jessy fiddled nervously with a button on her blouse.
Finally, Taggert sat back with a suspiration, and removed the meth which perched on the end of her nose, then began cleaning them one her skirt.
'' It seems, Quinn, that you have been a busy girlfriend, down in the big city. '' Taggert looked at Jessy `` Do n't interest, Mrs. Davis. We 'll keep her use up, she 'll not be trouble any longer. ``
'' You ca n't puddle me do grass. ``
Taggert held up a hired hand to foresee Jessy 's answer. `` No involve to argue now, Jessy. It is not your fault, Quinn chose to involve those drugs, and to fellate those boys. The shoplifting, the car theft, she made all those selection, and they brought her here. ''
Quinn snorted and sat further into her chair.
`` Thank you. '' Jessy said, her eyes damp. `` But, how in the world are you going to be able-bodied to ascertain her ? I 've simply tried everything at this tip ! I just.. I do n't know what to do anymore ! ``
'' That 's right Taggert. I 'm gon na walk outta here within three days, and you can book it. ``
A lowly smile broke across Taggert 's face as she stood up, she moved over to the backside of her office, and pushed down on a lame of the wall. A click resounded from the control board, and a portion of the wall cracked open.
'' This way, ladies. ``
Jessy, stood and walked towards the door.
Quinn was about to yell a retort, when a jerking ran up her spine. She leapt from the death chair and spun around with a shout. Two silvery knob stuck out from the oceanic abyss padding of the chair, right where Quinn had felt the jolt.
She spun back on Taggert, Who grinned.
Quinn made B-line for her, then tripped on what felt like a chairman leg, and stumbled through the door, which slammed behind her.
The room she had come into, was completely out of character for this ancient Scots English castle.
All the walls were white tiled, with Theodore Harold White grouting in between. Bright lights shone from the high gear roof, but what Quinn saw, with a shiver that traveled from the top of her head, right down to her crotch, was a silver-black table.
'' What… What is that. '' Quinn stuttered, forgetting her anger.
'' This ? '' Taggert said, moving over to the tabular array, placing a hand against it, lovingly. Quinn nodded slowly, backing against the rampart. `` I guess you 'd feature to sit on it to feel out. ``
'' I 'm not that st- '' Quinn tried to say, but a small buzz from the wall, followed by a shrewd botheration in her neck stopped her. `` Whu ? '' Quinn said, feebly.
'' Just a small anaesthetic. It 'll wear off momentarily. Would you chip in me a hand, Jessy ? ``
The two women grabbed the fortunately tenuous girl, and carried her over to the table in the centerfield of the way. In her temporarily addled state, Quinn felt Taggert 's hand holding her ass, and felt it slew beneath her skirt, brushing past times panties and against the sonant skin of her pussy. Her altogether body jolted at the touch.
The table was frigid and intemperately against Quinn 's back as she came out of the daze. Taggert loomed over her as she opened her center, brandishing a twain of enceinte silver scissors. She jumped and pulled her arms up to hold herself, but found that she could n't. She tried to turn her headspring, but was stopped by restraints.
'' What the fu- Hey ! '' Quinn shouted, but stopped as Taggert slapped her across the face.
'' Try that again after the routine. I 'll not need such barbaric methods. ignominy though. '' She smiled.
A unwarranted stab of affright swept through her, driving her to jump up and flee down the Charles Francis Hall, but it was much to late for that gambit, her arms and legs had been firmly fastened to the mesa, rendering her helpless.
In a small, almost whispered interpreter, Jessy asked `` W… what are you going to do to her, Ms.Taggert ? ''
'' In the next XV minutes or so, Jessy, '' Taggert replied gently, `` we are going to take complete control of your daughters will. And while you do n't hold to stay, I encourage you to do so. I 'm sure that after we 're finished you will be quite satisfied with the consequence. ``
Jessy looked at her daughter lying helpless on the mesa, then sat down in secretiveness on a bench that had slid from the paries, while Taggert took her place next to Quinn.
In a cold difficult vocalism, she said, `` Your 24-hour interval as a malcontent are now over. From this moment on, you will do as you 're told, when you 're told. Do you understand me ? ''
Now almost too terrified to even speak, Quinn stared up in low horror as Taggert began calmly cutting off her skirt with the scissors, not stopping until it was in a cumulation of ribbons on the story. The coarse woman continued to do the Lapplander to her white-hot vest, until she was lying in only underwear.
A little wet maculation in the centre of her crotch.
'' P-please, I 'll do whatever you say ! Just delight do n't suffer me ! '' Quinn begged, finding her representative again.
'' Very estimable, Quinn, '' Taggert said. `` You used the word 'please'twice in the Sami time ! That must be some kind of record. But, in answer to your supplication, I 'm sorry but we 're far preceding the stop of caring a tittle about what you want. ``
Quinn gave one mighty push button, trying to free herself from her constraint, though it proved futile. When Taggert clipped off her pink bra and panty, she did n't even put up a battle.
'' My, my. '' Harriet said softly, `` You seem to cause quite a cornucopia of pubic hair, covering your vagina, have n't you ? Ever heard of trimming it, like a lady ? ''
Jessy, sat in the corner, blushed at the sight of her daughter vagina, and squirmed a little in her backside. Was the surface of it vibrating a trivial ?
'' If all you want me to do is plane it off, I 'll be more than happy to do it now ! '' Quinn said quickly
'' I 'm sure that you are, '' Taggert replied gently, `` but I 'm afraid that 's hardly all that needs to be done here.
`` At this distributor point '' She said, to Jessy over her shoulder. `` I usually like to let the mothers take care of shaving their daughter, so if you 'd like to, I 'd be happy to let you do it ? ``
Jessy Jumped, tarring her bridge player out from between her legs, blushing and looking away. `` I see you are busy. Alice ! ``

A 2nd door slid open immediately, and the pocket-size blonde haired female child walked quickly out, still naked, but for her crotch, and carrying a small black box.
Without a glance at Quinn, Jessy, or even Taggert, she headed right for the end of the table where she pressed a small whiten push. The remit schism with a whirring sound, and spread outwards and a minuscule upwards, until Quinn 's pussy was spread apart. She groaned and arched her back, but did not make a give-and-take of complaint.
The missy immediately set about her employment, removing a vane and froth from the box, she lathered up the female child vagina, taking special effort to work in the foam around her labia. Quinn began to breath a little more heavily.
From the recess of the room, small groan could be heard as Jessy looped her finger's breadth around her clit.
The girl, Alice, quickly cleared Quinn of all hair, a undertaking which got easier and easier as it went on, as Quinn became wetter and wetter.
When she had finished, Alice shot a furtive glance at Taggert, then stared Quinn in the eye, and kissed her square on the clit. It sent small fire raging all over her body, she 'd never had this intuitive feeling before, her whole pussy felt like it was on attack, she tried to bring her legs together, as if there was an itch there to itch, but could not.
Alice left as riotous as she had come, and the feeling in Quinn 's pussy subsided, leaving her with an empty, defeated ache.
Taggert watched young Alice out of the elbow room with a smirk. Then flicked her heart back to Quinn 's pussy. `` You have to accommodate Jessy, '' Jessy jumped up quickly, and held her hands behind her back. `` Your daughter, has a lovely pussy. '' Jessy walked over awkwardly, sliding her legs together as she moved. She felt the aching heating system in between her legs as her own juice lubricated her effort. She had been so shut down !
She stopped in front of her daughter spread legs, and stared directly at the now smooth, perfectly plump and pink pussy.
She nodded slowly, almost mesmerized. The heat in her loins grew.
Quinn 's eyes could n't see her mother squirming, only the smirk Taggert was sending in her direction.
'' That 's mightily Jessy. Get a safe flavor, it 's the last anyone will ever see of it. '' Taggert said, smiling widely and turning her fiery eye to Quinn 's face.
Quinn cowered back, unsuccessfully, because of her harness.
'' What do you signify ? '' Jessy said, nervously, tearing her optic away and looking at Taggert.
'' All, in near time, Jessy. First affair first. '' She replied. Then, without looking away from Quinn 's face, she pressed a button on the side of the table. A latch clicked and a small drawing card popped from invisible bed. She raised a humble Theodore Harold White object into Quinn 's crease of sight.
Though she had never seen one before, Quinn recognized its purpose immediately. It was long, about 4 inches and thick, probably two inches all around. Smooth, too, perfectly smooth and Edward White. A chill nip through her pussy, and a small squeal escaped her mouth.
'' What… is that ! '' Quinn said, her eyes now fixed on the dildo.
'' Let me show you. '' Taggert said. Jessy leaned her mind over Taggert 's shoulder, and watched in rapt enthrallment as Taggert inserted the cylinder into her daughter 's smooth, shaved pussy.
Quinn gasped as it slid past the outer sheepfold of her cunt, and in a shaky representative asked, `` W-what are you doing to me ! God ! That feels great ! '' She moaned and arched her hurt pussy upward. Her mouthpiece formed an'O'as she felt the tip of the dildo push button against her Hymen, she cried out as it snapped through.
Ignoring Quinn completely, Taggert turned to Jessy and explained, `` What I 've done, is inclose a micro-vibrator into Quinn 's vagina. It can be activated with a distant just like this one, when her particular code is punched in. ''
She pulled a small smidgin box from her pouch, and smiled cruelly. `` Each and every penis of our staff is equipped with just such a device, and can present her a powerful… shock deep inside her pussy. ``
'' Wow… '' Jessy breathed, staring at the glistening and swelling lips of her daughters pussy. `` Can… Can i, um- ''
'' I thought you 'd never ask '' Taggert said with a extensive grin, extending the remote to Jessy. `` Just punch in the figure 3045, after you see that number fill the little screen, and you 're ready to go. '' Taggert waited a mo until Jessy figured out how to enroll the code number, then continued on.
'' Now, insistence any button from one to nine. One being the scummy mogul and, of grade, nine being the maximum. '' Her rim curved cruelly.
Unsure of quite what to do, Jessy looked to Taggert `` What turn should I jump with… ''
'' Why not try three or four, '' Taggert replied, `` you do n't require to give her too often, all at once. ''
Quincy lay there, nervously waiting, feeling the dim thrill that had been building in her pussy since the dildo and been inserted, she held her breath, waiting for the oscillation, like a cell earpiece buzzing.
She grew impatient and was just about to ask a enquiry when, like a thunderbolt of lightning, her pussy was nailed by an incessant humming that nearly induced and orgasm in the get-go two or three bit.
She screamed and thrust her hip into the air, every fiber in her being was on fire with pleasure, she could palpate the hot little rod pulsing right on her g-spot.
'' My god, '' Jessy said softly, watching her girl thrashing around on the tabular array as her kitty-cat was tortured with sexual climax after climax.
Finally taking shame on her girl, Jessy shut the hummer off, allowing the spasming fille 's vagina to come back down to earth.
'' So that 's how you do it. Through their… ge..genitals. '' She said, awed.
Taggert slid her hand over Quinn 's cunt, dragging a finger between her lips and then over her pubic mound and navel, onto her heaving chest. Her unscathed body was aglow with a pink tone. `` Little Joe. Nice choice, Jessy. It 's a good enough last climax. ``
Quinn 's blurry mind did n't register Taggert 's quarrel properly, her eyes focused in and out.
'' end ? I- '' Taggert cut Jessy off.
'' You 're correct in that we use their organ to control them, '' Harriet said, '' but this is only step number one. '' She paused and opened another hooking in the mesa, removing a large bloodless syringe. `` We have a much more direct way of dealing with them. '' She finished, raising a syringe into the light and giving it a speedy tap.
'' What is that ! '' Jessy said, her eyes wide.
'' Just a local anaesthetic anesthetic agent. It 's going to smart. A lot. But less than the choice. '' She said, then turned to Quinn, `` I 'm trusted that you 'll just roll in the hay this, unseasoned lady. '' Taggert said softly, `` It 's just what the medico ordered. ''
'' No, please no ! '' Quincy begged in a weak spokesperson, as the sight of the needle looming over her dragged her from the daze. `` I-I promise, I 'll do anything you say ! ''
'' Of row you will, '' Harriet replied, lining up the phonograph needle with Quinn 's now stuff button, `` In fact, I can warrant that you 'll do exactly what I say without a present moment hesitation. ''
Quinn cried and tried to charge her pelvic arch, but Taggert pressed her downward firmly.
'' That 's a in effect girl, '' Harriet said softly as Quinn stopped struggling and lay dead still on the examining board, `` This will sting for just a second or two, after that you wo n't feel a matter. ''
Quinn gripped the sharpness of the table with all her might, but it did n't prepare her for the pain that seared her clit. Like a hot poker, it felt thousands of times bigger than it was, ripping through her psyche like fragment of ice. But the hurting dissipated quickly, respective wet tear slid down her cheeks never the less.
'' Now, '' Taggert said, as Quinn eased and began squirming. `` I 'll set up the principal controlling mechanics in her pussycat. ''
With a bully deal of interest group, both Jessy and Quinn peered into Taggert 's hired hand, where lay a pocket-size Au ring that glistened brightly under the unreal lights.
'' W-what is it, '' Quincy asked, preparing herself for the worst.
'' It 's a button ring, '' Harriet said evenly, `` The needle parting, '' she said coldly, and with relish, `` goes decently through your clit and, out the early side. Since this is a permanent wave installation, a lilliputian drop of gilt solder will keep it in place forever. ''
'' Y-you ca n't do that to me. '' Quincy shrieked, `` I-I 'll call up the police or something ! Oh please, Mom ! Do n't let her maim me ! ''
Taggert looked over to Jessy, who sat there worried now. Running through her head, all the thing that had happened that day, and doubts mounted. a
In a sedate clear voice Taggert said : '' Do n't get cold feet now, Mrs Bette Davis, this is all for the best. I can assure you that this clit ring will do more than to control your daughter than anything else you could get up with. ``
'' But… But how does it process ? '' Jessy asked, shakily.
'' Well, '' Taggert replied, `` inside the ring is a microprocessor chip that works much like the vibrator. Though, as I 'm certain you can control, a vibration deep inside of a vagina is a very different thing, to the same star directly on your clit. Plus, it has other… magic trick. ''
Jessy thought about it for a minute or so, then replied, `` I can see that, but how do you correct these young woman by pleasuring their p… pussies, when it 's so… pleasant. ''
'' Now that, is a very good dubiousness, '' Taggert replied quickly, `` but the answer is in the second chip in this pack, and this little gimmick. '' She held up a lightlessness, gum elastic oval, with a lowly tube protruding from it.
'' What on earth is that, '' Joan asked perplexedly, `` it looks like a weird sanitary pad… ''
'' Sanitary pad indeed ! '' Harriets Taggert replied, `` It 's made out of material a bit like what is used in hummer proof undershirt, but rubberized. It 's practically durable. At to the lowest degree, able of resisting any attempt by our girlfriend to murder it once it 's set in situation. ''
'' But how do they… you know… '' Joan asked, taking the device from Taggert and looking it over carefully.
'' That tube time slot into the urethra. '' Harriet explained, `` They get used to it. But once the device is on, and locked in seat, it is unsufferable for a young lady to sexually relieve herself. Ever. The more they struggle, the worse they have to put up with. ``
'' But the ring, and the vibe… '' Jessy continued.
'' Which is the use of the second potato chip, it 's all very exiting. Electrifying, you might say. '' Taggert grinned.
Taggert returned her attention to Quinn 's clitoris. She pinched the engorged and still wet skin, and in a brace of sec, she had successfully threaded the ring through the fiddling mind. With one helping hand, she threaded it in piazza, and with the other, she pressed a lowly red button on a console by the table.
Quinn felt a small, faint dash of high temperature, then nothing.
'' Good, '' Taggert announced, `` All done, now all we have to do is put the sexual morality cover on her, and she 'll be all fixed. '' Taggert said, crouching in between Quinn 's legs.
She carefully slotted the tube on the cover into Quinn 's urethra.
Quinn squealed and tried to pull her legs together, to block up the intrusion. Unsuccessfully. The black tube slid completely in, and Quinn shuddered. As it hit the heat and moisture of the soft and smooth chassis, the rubber flexed, spreading and molding to the soft furrow of Quinn 's pussy. Then, it tautened, gripping to the form, falling flush, flat as if it had been painted on.
'' All done, she 'll be a fine pet from now on. '' Taggert stood, and pressed a button to loose the clamps on Quinn 's limbs.
Quinn jumped, literally, at the hazard, and ran to her mother. She could experience the trend of the vibration in her Pussy, it pulsed minutely. A slight ache in her button told her the anesthetic was beginning to wear off. But of her newly installed cover, she could experience zilch, but the unenviable comportment of a foreign objective in her urethra.
'' Let 's see how you look, honey. '' Jessy said to her girl, holding her at arms length.
'' It looks dire ! '' Quincy wailed, `` I do n't wan na wear this matter ! slay it, NOW ! '' but her struggle to tug it off, even to receive clutch on it were as fruitless as her attempts to get by the examining table.
All she felt was bland skin on her pussy, the lone difference being that she could not slew even a single digit into her stringent hole.
Finally she quit fighting and stood, glaring at Taggert. Waiting.
'' What ! '' She yelled across the room, at the woman who had maimed her cunt.
The succeeding second, she discovered exactly 'what'.
All at once her clitoris seemed to explode aflame as Taggert activated her clit gang, sending the poor daughter reeling across the room, trying desperately to get rid of the patch protecting her now impenetrable pussy. She scratched manically at her lenient vulva, her succus seeping through the material making it harder and knockout to grab. A finger slipped into her virgin anus, she squealed and whipped her script away.
'' See what we do, to bad little girls. '' Harriet said softly, turning up the great power, bringing her to the boundary of a beastly orgasm, she fell against the paries and hollo aloud as she realized the admittedly repugnance.
She felt the ring buzz as a jolt ran all through her slit, and the build orgasm slipped away, leaving her empty and unsatisfied.
'' P-please, '' she moaned, as her cunt flew into overdrive again.
'' The second chip… '' Jessy murmured, watching her daughter blushing, and shaking. Seeing glistening juice flowing from between her legs.
'' I ca n't suffer it anymore ! Please ! No more, no more… '' Quinn was so far gone that even though her twat was a burning cauldron of intimate agitation, the overload was so great, that she began slipping into unconsciousness.
Jessy finally broke. She took her daughter in her subdivision, kissed her gently on the cheek, wished her well and quickly left the building.
weeping began forming in Quincy 's eyes when she realized that she was now truly alone.
As she slipped away into blessed sopor, her pussy exhausted, aching and restless, she felt strong arm pick her from the floor.

To be continued ...