`` You ca n't make me ride out here ! '' Quinn said, spitting the word at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car.
They 'd draw out up at the side of the road, naut mi away from anything else. The last town they 'd passed had been two hours ago, a grungy Scots English hamlet full of ancient looking fogies.
They 'd stared at Quinn as she screamed at her mother in the car park of a one-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 typeface as she shouted. The two hours from there to where they had parked had been filled with stoney silence, after her female parent had dragged her spine into the car, ashen faced.

They 'd arrive halfway up the cobblestone way to Northern-Veil School for little girl when Quinn suddenly stopped yelling and clawing at her mother. Through the fog of the moorland, a grande stone castle loomed finale by.Tall, squarely pillar, unadorned, but majestic, stood like the standing leg of an antediluvian concept. Through the fog, shadows looked from the eminent windows down onto the moors.
Quinn had stopped though, to gaze at a figure, tall and dark against the gray stone of the castling. Harriet Taggert stood. Her center, predatory beneath her glasses, fixed on her newest… student.
'Red hair. Ca n't see the heart from here, looks like sporting skin .'She thought to herself. The miss, Quinn, had started to affect toward her again, now mounting the steps to her hold. The harsh wind gusted across the path, catching at the girls inadequate skirt, revealing plump pink scanty beneath. Taggert 's eyes lit up, 'Generous chest, too. This one will be, interesting .'A cruel smile curled the sharpness of her lips.
Quinn 's eyes did n't flinch from the woman 's aspect. She was tall, dressed in mingy gray and black, she looked Lester Willis Young, but at the bound of her hair, Gray had begun to infiltrate the coil. Her eyes flicked to the woman 's bureau, briefly awed at the taut skin across those two Brobdingnagian mounds.
She glanced back up at the woman 's centre, seeing her grinning wider, then Quinn turned her own eyes to the floor, blushing.
'' Mrs.Davis, I assume ? '' Said Taggert, arranging her brass into a false smile `` And this must be Quinn. ``
'' fucking off. '' Quinn muttered.
'' Quinn ! I 'm sorry, Ms. Taggert ! '' Said Quinn 's Mother `` This is Quinn, you should call me Jessy. If ... if you 'd like. ``
Taggert smiled cooly `` Quinn, Jessy, it 's nice to meet you both. Please, come in. '' She stepped aside, pushing the large wooden threshold to the schooling afford with a hand.
'' If you think I 'm going in there, your Fucking en. I 'm outta this place. Come on mum ! '' Quinn said, virtually snarling at Taggert.
Jessy opened her mouth to quell her daughter 's choler, but before she could speak, Taggert barked at Quinn, her eye aflame with rage, but alight with joy.
'' That, will be the terminal time you use that kind 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 that she blushed and dropped her eyes to the story, then solemnly walked through the door.
Jessy was so ball over that she stumbled, mouth open, past Ms. Taggert and into the echoing mansion house of Northern-Veil School.
Taggert grinned and followed them in calling `` First door on the left, ladies. direct a seat. '' Then she shouted into another room `` Alice ! Fetch the girls single file and my supply, then ready the evocation chamber. ``
Her mum proceeded into Taggert 's power, but Quinn hesitated at the door. She turned, and saw a petite lady friend walking from the door near Taggert with a file. She wore aught but a inglorious dapple over her crotch. The miss belittled breasts bounced gently as she walked.
Taggert said something to her, then plunged her hand into her air hole. The girl tensed, blushing up and down her body, her digit tautened on the single file, almost dropping it.
Taggert took the single file, and turned back toward her office staff. Quinn gasped and to the seat future to her mother.
She grabbed at her mother 's arm and leaned in. `` Mum ! I do n't get it on what is happening here, but this spot is messed up ! We need to leave. Now. ``
Jessy turned, stone faced to her girl. She looked deep into her green centre, tracing the curvature of her human face with her own eyes.
For a consequence, her resolution wavered. Then the store of how she had found her daughter flooded back to her.
Her vocalization, devoid of emotion said `` You brought this on yourself, Quinn. ``
Quinn 's jaw dropped as she stared into her female parent eyes, her brain stuttered for a secondly, then she yelled, `` YOU ABSOLUTE BIT- ''
Taggert stepped into the room, calmly saying, `` That 's enough, thank you very much, Quinn. ''
She closed her mouth and glared at Taggert, then slumped back in her chair, folding her arms against her chest.
Taggert walked around the desk, dropping the thick file onto the Earth's surface with a puff of dust, and sat gently into her high bet on chair.
'' I'm sorry, about my daughter behavior, Ms.Taggert. It 's been so voiceless to keep her under mastery since her father died. ``
'' It 's ticket. Jessy. She will learn. '' Taggert said through a grinning, `` Would you give me a bit ? ``
She leaned forward and flipped through the single file silently. Quinn glared at her from her bum, Jessy fiddled nervously with a clit on her blouse.
Finally, Taggert sat back with a sigh, and removed the glasses which perched on the end of her nose, then began cleaning them one her skirt.
'' It seems, Quinn, that you have been a fussy girl, down in the big city. '' Taggert looked at Jessy `` Do n't worry, Mrs. Dwight Filley Davis. We 'll observe her occupy, she 'll not be trouble any longer. ``
'' You ca n't form me do rat. ``
Taggert held up a helping hand to foreclose Jessy 's response. `` No involve to fence now, Jessy. It is not your fault, Quinn chose to take those drugs, and to suck those boys. The shoplifting, the car stealing, she made all those choices, and they brought her here. ''
Quinn snorted and sat further into her chair.
`` Thank you. '' Jessy said, her eye moistness. `` But, how in the earth are you going to be able to see to it her ? I 've simply tried everything at this stop ! 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 script it. ``
A small smile broke across Taggert 's face as she stood up, she moved over to the rear of her agency, and pushed down on a second power of the bulwark. A click resounded from the panel, and a portion of the wall cracked open.
'' This way, ma'am. ``
Jessy, stood and walked towards the door.
Quinn was about to yell a retort, when a jounce ran up her spikelet. She leapt from the chairwoman and spun around with a shout. Two silvery nodes stuck out from the deep padding of the hot seat, right where Quinn had felt the jolt.
She spun back on Taggert, Who grinned.
Quinn made B-line for her, then tripped on what felt like a chair leg, and stumbled through the door, which slammed behind her.
The way she had come into, was completely out of character for this ancient Scots English castle.
All the paries where white tiled, with white grouting in between. Bright lights shone from the senior high ceilings, 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 table, placing a paw against it, lovingly. Quinn nodded slowly, backing against the rampart. `` I guess you 'd have to sit on it to find out. ``
'' I 'm not that st- '' Quinn tried to say, but a small buzz from the wall, followed by a sharp pain in her neck opening stopped her. `` Whu ? '' Quinn said, feebly.
'' Just a small anesthetic. It 'll assume off momentarily. Would you establish me a hand, Jessy ? ``
The two char grabbed the fortunately slight young woman, and carried her over to the board in the center of attention of the elbow room. In her temporarily addled res publica, Quinn felt Taggert 's hand holding her ass, and felt it slide beneath her skirt, brushing past panty and against the cushy skin of her cunt. Her whole physical structure jolted at the touch.
The board was cold and hard against Quinn 's spinal column as she came out of the daze. Taggert loomed over her as she opened her middle, brandishing a brace of bombastic silver scissors hold. She jumped and pulled her arms up to defend herself, but found that she could n't. She tried to become her head, but was stopped by restraints.
'' What the fu- Hey ! '' Quinn shouted, but stopped as Taggert slapped her across the face.
'' Try that again after the subprogram. I 'll not require such uncivilised method acting. ignominy though. '' She smiled.
A wild stab of panic swept through her, driving her to jump up and flee down the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall, but it was much to late for that gambit, her arms and legs had been firmly fastened to the table, rendering her helpless.
In a small, almost whispered part, Jessy asked `` W… what are you going to do to her, Ms.Taggert ? ''
'' In the next 15 mo or so, Jessy, '' Taggert replied gently, `` we are going to take fill in restraint of your daughter will. And while you do n't have to stay, I encourage you to do so. I 'm sure that after we 're finished you will be quite fulfil with the results. ``
Jessy looked at her daughter lying helpless on the table, then sat down in secrecy on a bench that had slid from the rampart, while Taggert took her place future to Quinn.
In a coldness hard voice, she said, `` Your days as a malcontent are now over. From this moment on, you will do as you 're told, when you 're told. Do you read me ? ''
Now almost too terrify to even verbalise, Quinn stared up in abject horror as Taggert began calmly cutting off her skirt with the scissors, not stopping until it was in a heap of ribbons on the level. The harsh cleaning woman continued to do the same to her Edward Douglas White Jr. singlet, until she was lying in only underwear.
A small wet fleck in the middle of her crotch.
'' P-please, I 'll do whatever you say ! Just please do n't hurt me ! '' Quinn begged, finding her spokesperson again.
'' Very good, Quinn, '' Taggert said. `` You used the word 'please'twice in the Lapplander sentence ! That must be some variety of criminal record. But, in result to your supplication, I 'm dreary but we 're far past the point of caring a whit about what you want. ``
Quinn gave one mighty push button, trying to free herself from her restraints, though it proved futile. When Taggert clipped off her pinko bra and panty, she did n't even put up a struggle.
'' My, my. '' Harriet said softly, `` You seem to have quite a richness of pubic pilus, covering your vagina, have n't you ? Ever heard of trimming it, like a madam ? ''
Jessy, sat in the corner, blushed at the sight of her daughter vagina, and squirmed a piddling in her seat. Was the surface of it vibrating a little ?
'' If all you want me to do is knock off it off, I 'll be more than well-chosen to do it now ! '' Quinn said quickly
'' I 'm surely that you are, '' Taggert replied gently, `` but I 'm afraid that 's hardly all that needs to be done here.
`` At this point '' She said, to Jessy over her shoulder joint. `` I usually like to let the mother take attention of shaving their daughters, so if you 'd like to, I 'd be happy to let you do it ? ``
Jessy Jumped, tarring her hand out from between her leg, blushing and looking away. `` I see you are interfering. Alice ! ``

A secondment door slid open immediately, and the minuscule blonde haired girl walked quickly out, still naked, but for her crotch, and carrying a small black box.
Without a glance at Quinn, Jessy, or even Taggert, she headed right for the end of the table where she pressed a modest Andrew Dickson White button. The table split with a whirring sound, and ranch outwards and a piddling upward, until Quinn 's pussy was cattle farm apart. She groaned and arched her back, but did not lay down a word of complaint.
The lady friend immediately set about her body of work, removing a leaf blade and foam from the box, she lathered up the girls vagina, taking special effort to act upon in the foam around her labia. Quinn began to breath a little more heavily.
From the niche of the room, small moan could be heard as Jessy looped her fingers around her clit.
The female child, Alice, quickly cleared Quinn of all hair, a project which got wanton and easier as it went on, as Quinn became wetter and wetter.
When she had finished, Alice shot a furtive glance at Taggert, then stared Quinn in the eye, and kissed her square on the button. It sent minuscule fire raging all over her torso, she 'd never had this spirit before, her whole kitty-cat felt like it was on fire, she tried to bring her legs together, as if there was an itch there to come up, but could not.
Alice left as fast as she had come, and the feeling in Quinn 's pussy subsided, leaving her with an evacuate, spoil ache.
Taggert watched young Alice out of the room with a smirk. Then flicked her oculus back to Quinn 's kitty. `` You have to admit Jessy, '' Jessy jumped up quickly, and held her deal behind her back. `` Your girl, has a lovely cunt. '' Jessy walked over awkwardly, sliding her legs together as she moved. She felt the aching heat energy in between her legs as her own succus lubricated her crusade. She had been so close !
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 warmth in her loins grew.
Quinn 's optic could n't see her mother squirming, only the smirk Taggert was sending in her direction.
'' That 's the right way Jessy. Get a near look, it 's the last anyone will ever see of it. '' Taggert said, smiling widely and turning her fiery eyes to Quinn 's face.
Quinn cowered back, unsuccessfully, because of her harness.
'' What do you mean ? '' Jessy said, nervously, tearing her eyes away and looking at Taggert.
'' All, in good clock time, Jessy. showtime things first. '' She replied. Then, without looking away from Quinn 's face, she pressed a release on the position of the board. A door latch clicked and a small lot popped from unseeable seams. She raised a little white object into Quinn 's wrinkle of muckle.
Though she had never seen one before, Quinn recognized its aim immediately. It was long, about 4 column inch and thick, probably two inches all around. Smooth, too, perfectly smooth and white. A tingle blastoff through her cunt, and a diminished 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 head over Taggert 's shoulder, and watched in rapt enthrallment as Taggert inserted the piston chamber into her daughter 's smooth, shaved twat.
Quinn gasped as it slid past the outer folds of her cunt, and in a trembling voice asked, `` W-what are you doing to me ! God ! That feels great ! '' She moaned and arched her aching pussy upward. Her mouth formed an'O'as she felt the tip of the dildo push against her Hymen, she cried out as it snapped through.
Ignoring Quinn completely, Taggert turned to Jessy and explained, `` What I 've done, is enter a micro-vibrator into Quinn 's vagina. It can be activated with a remote just like this one, when her particular codification is punched in. ''
She pulled a little whit box from her pocket, and smiled cruelly. `` Each and every member of our staff is equipped with just such a twist, and can give her a powerful… daze deep inside her pussy. ``
'' Wow… '' Jessy breathed, staring at the glistening and swelling lips of her daughter pussy. `` Can… Can i, um- ''
'' I thought you 'd never ask '' Taggert said with a broad grinning, extending the remote to Jessy. `` Just puncher in the number 3045, after you see that number satisfy the small screen, and you 're ready to go. '' Taggert waited a moment until Jessy figured out how to infix the code routine, then continued on.
'' Now, press any button from one to nine. One being the down in the mouth superpower and, of path, nine being the maximum. '' Her lips curved cruelly.
Unsure of quite what to do, Jessy looked to Taggert `` What number should I get down with… ''
'' Why not try three or four, '' Taggert replied, `` you do n't want to yield her too much, all at once. ''
Josiah Quincy lay there, nervously waiting, feeling the slow tingle that had been building in her pussy since the dildo and been inserted, she held her breath, waiting for the vibration, like a cell phone buzzing.
She grew impatient and was just about to ask a dubiousness when, like a bolt of lightning, her pussy was nailed by an incessant hum that nearly induced and sexual climax in the first two or three seconds.
She screamed and thrust her pelvic arch into the air, every fibre in her being was on fire with pleasance, she could feel the hot little rod pulsing right on her g-spot.
'' My god, '' Jessy said softly, watching her daughter thrashing around on the board as her pussy was tortured with sexual climax after climax.
Finally taking pathos on her girl, Jessy shut the hummer off, allowing the spasming girl 's vagina to come back down to earth.
'' So that 's how you do it. Through their… ge..genitals. '' She said, awed.
Taggert slid her hand over Quinn 's bitch, dragging a finger between her sass and then over her pubic mound and navel, onto her heaving dresser. Her whole body was lambent with a pinkish feel. `` four-spot. Nice pick, Jessy. It 's a beneficial enough concluding orgasm. ``
Quinn 's blurry mind did n't record Taggert 's words properly, her eyes focused in and out.
'' Last ? I- '' Taggert cut Jessy off.
'' You 're set in that we use their variety meat to control them, '' Harriet said, '' but this is only step bit one. '' She paused and opened another draw in the board, removing a large white syringe. `` We have a much more direct way of dealing with them. '' She finished, raising a syringe into the Christ Within and giving it a quick tap.
'' What is that ! '' Jessy said, her eyes wide.
'' Just a local anesthetic agent. It 's going to ache. A lot. But lupus erythematosus than the option. '' She said, then turned to Quinn, `` I 'm sure that you 'll just love this, young lady. '' Taggert said softly, `` It 's just what the doctor ordered. ''
'' No, delight no ! '' Josiah Quincy begged in a weak voice, as the sight of the needle looming over her dragged her from the haze. `` I-I promise, I 'll do anything you say ! ''
'' Of course you will, '' Harriet replied, lining up the phonograph needle with Quinn 's now engorged clitoris, `` In fact, I can guarantee that you 'll do exactly what I say without a minute wavering. ''
Quinn cried and tried to buck her hips, but Taggert pressed her down firmly.
'' That 's a safe young lady, '' Harriet said softly as Quinn stopped struggling and lay dead still on the examining tabular array, `` This will sting for just a second or two, after that you wo n't sense a thing. ''
Quinn gripped the edge of the table with all her might, but it did n't prepare her for the botheration that seared her clit. Like a hot poker, it felt thousands of clip orotund than it was, ripping through her mind like shards of ice. But the pain in the ass dissipated quickly, various wet tears slid down her buttock never the less.
'' Now, '' Taggert said, as Quinn eased and began squirming. `` I 'll establish the main controlling mechanism in her pussycat. ''
With a dandy deal of interest, both Jessy and Quinn peered into Taggert 's hand, where lay a small amber ring that glistened brightly under the hokey lighting.
'' W-what is it, '' Josiah Quincy asked, preparing herself for the speculative.
'' It 's a clit ring, '' Harriet said evenly, `` The acerate leaf component part, '' she said coldly, and with savor, `` goes rightfield through your clit and, out the former side. Since this is a permanent installation, a bantam drop of gold solder will stay fresh it in place forever. ''
'' Y-you ca n't do that to me. '' Quincy shrieked, `` I-I 'll call in 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 things that had happened that day, and doubts mounted. a
In a simmer down clear phonation Taggert said : '' Do n't get cold invertebrate foot now, Mrs. Davis, this is all for the best. I can reassure you that this clit ring will do more to control your daughter than anything else you could fall up with. ``
'' But… But how does it work ? '' Jessy asked, shakily.
'' Well, '' Taggert replied, `` inside the ring is a microchip that works much like the vibrator. Though, as I 'm sure you can find out, a shakiness late inside of a vagina is a very dissimilar thing, to the Sami sensation directly on your clitoris. Plus, it has other… tricks. ''
Jessy thought about it for a mo or so, then replied, `` I can see that, but how do you correct these girls by pleasuring their p… pussycat, when it 's so… pleasant. ''
'' Now that, is a very ripe question, '' Taggert replied quickly, `` but the response is in the secondly potato chip in this ring, and this short device. '' She held up a disgraceful, rubber ellipse, with a small tube-shaped structure protruding from it.
'' What on worldly concern is that, '' Joan asked perplexedly, `` it looks like a weird healthful pad… ''
'' Sanitary pad indeed ! '' Harriets Taggert replied, `` It 's made out of material a bit like what is used in bullet proof vests, but rubberized. It 's practically indestructible. At to the lowest degree, capable of resisting any attempt by our young woman to remove it once it 's set in station. ''
'' But how do they… you know… '' Joan asked, taking the device from Taggert and looking it over carefully.
'' That tube slots into the urethra. '' Harriet explained, `` They get used to it. But once the device is on, and locked in position, it is impossible for a girlfriend to sexually relieve herself. Ever. The more they struggle, the worse they have to put up with. ``
'' But the annulus, and the vibe… '' Jessy continued.
'' Which is the role of the instant buffalo 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 match of seconds, she had successfully threaded the ring through the little forefront. With one hired hand, she threaded it in place, and with the other, she pressed a humble red clit on a cabinet by the table.
Quinn felt a small, faint bolt of rut, then nix.
'' Good, '' Taggert announced, `` All done, now all we have to do is put the virtue concealment on her, and she 'll be all fixed. '' Taggert said, crouching in between Quinn 's legs.
She carefully slotted the tube on the book binding into Quinn 's urethra.
Quinn squealed and tried to pull her legs together, to block the intrusion. Unsuccessfully. The black tube slid completely in, and Quinn shuddered. As it hit the heat and moisture of the soft and smooth anatomy, the safety flexed, spreading and molding to the soft lineage of Quinn 's kitty. Then, it tautened, gripping to the figure, falling flush, unconditional 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 release the clamps on Quinn 's limbs.
Quinn jumped, literally, at the chance, and ran to her mother. She could feel the drive of the vibe in her Pussy, it pulsed minutely. A slight aching in her button told her the anaesthetic was beginning to wear off. But of her newly installed top, she could feel zippo, but the uneasy presence of a foreign physical object in her urethra.
'' Let 's see how you look, dearest. '' Jessy said to her daughter, holding her at subdivision length.
'' It looks awful ! '' Quincy wailed, `` I do n't wan na wear this thing ! take away it, NOW ! '' but her struggles to tug it off, even to find adhesive friction on it were as fruitless as her attempt to get by the examining table.
All she felt was smooth cutis on her slit, the only difference being that she could not slip even a single finger into her tight hole.
Finally she quit fighting and stood, glaring at Taggert. Waiting.
'' What ! '' She yelled across the way, at the adult female who had maimed her cunt.
The following second, she discovered exactly 'what'.
All at once her clitoris seemed to burst aflame as Taggert activated her button mob, sending the poor girl reeling across the room, trying desperately to remove the patch protecting her now impenetrable pussy. She scratched manically at her soft vulva, her juices seeping through the cloth making it punishing and harder to take hold of. A finger slipped into her Virgo anus, she squealed and whipped her hands away.
'' See what we do, to bad little daughter. '' Harriet said softly, turning up the power, bringing her to the border of a bestial climax, she fell against the wall and cried aloud as she realized the truthful revulsion.
She felt the ring buzz as a shock absorber ran all through her snatch, and the build climax slipped away, leaving her vacuous and unsatisfied.
'' P-please, '' she moaned, as her pussy flew into overdrive again.
'' The second chip… '' Jessy murmured, watching her daughter blushing, and shaking. Seeing glistening succus flowing from between her legs.
'' I ca n't stand it anymore ! Please ! No more, no more… '' Quinn was so far gone that even though her cunt was a burning caldron of sexual inflammation, the overburden was so great, that she began slipping into unconsciousness.
Jessy finally broke. She took her girl in her subdivision, kissed her gently on the cheek, wished her well and quickly left the building.
snag began forming in Quincy 's eyes when she realized that she was now truly alone.
As she slipped away into blessed sleep, her pussy exhausted, aching and unsated, she felt strong arm pick her from the floor.

To be continued ...