Cecilia was considered a bit shorter and certainly too stout for an actress even by criterion of the late nineteenth hundred. A girl of wider girth with ample hips and orotund teats to equalise she may receive represented one of the more ancient illustration of older Yorkshire Saxon stock. It may bear been her sept having lived in the West of England for generations had offered little in the way of glamorous chance to wayward little girl without married man. Especially those who dreamed of far off position in the guise of assuming the title of respect belonging to the titled elite group and princesses. A fate that virtually of the common sense working men of that shire horse would have been hesitant to admit at outflank to harboring a longing for. The Mediterranean and the Orient beyond were places related only in ale sodden late night boastful fib by ex-grenadiers who had taken the King 's coin and had with God 's good mercy had come back from those faraway shoring to live to tell them. Much of this bluster was considered bluff from too many bounteous tankards of ale by this innkeeper 's daughter. But the lingering ring of place exotic had nested itself ringing constantly in the ears of her otherwise empty point. This physically ample female taking on sure alien Aire River over local anesthetic ones and remaining ever aegir to hear to any of late night braggadocio spouted by a pensioner. A mental goal congealing that she would one day withdraw the opportunity to visit these places, given the right opportunity of course. In the meantime somewhat emboldened by her rarefy amorous nature she was subsequently caught in taking a crying spill with the local merchandiser 's vernal married son. This being mortal that had a family in mellow standing with the local gentry of the surrounding biotic community. And now her as continued near comportment posed a lesson dilemma for the report of the community for peaceful proportionate commonwealth value she was considered a someone of unpardonable unscrupulous standing. The following Sunday she was called out in church the next Sunday as a Delilah and thus began to descend down the road that eventually led to her banishment formatting he shire. This effect setting in motion a serial of upshot would obtain her set out unexpectedly set out upon the route engaged upon a journey that would ultimately find her very far afield in such rarified places as she had oft heard told of. The pittance that she had in her handbag to travel Forth affording her a quick musical passage to London.with was mostly purloined from a random coin here or there snatched swiftly off the table from that previous trade wind in blindly drunken men gone temporarily sightless. Now in the clutches herself of the vagaries of this same sort of blind luck she arrived at the gravid metropolis'meager outskirt with little to sustain her.

Several twenty-four hours of wandering these outskirts of London growing closer to penniless by the hour with lilliputian awareness of city slicker foxiness. The combination of same leading young girls of her age ever closer and in some causa gullibly too willingly to the possibleness of falling prey to the iniquitous devises from unprincipled male hired hand in mansion house always there. Cecelia being no exception. She became the undercoat candidate of the hr as the wandered unescorted and floating into the land of a traveling sideshow soon awed by the declared pageantry of gaudy banners announcing the virtue of many exotic acts. Her Svengali spying her from afar in his jet black frock coast with its dramatic gold and greens chevron striped vest. A somewhat twisted looking showman he ran one of the smaller less visited exhibits of the carnival whose banners garishly claimed to entertain the rarified most talented exotic beauties garnered from the four street corner of the love world. The four corner described in fact being any turning point that he could schnorr the sake of any willing maiden sufficiently down on her luck to have not tasted food for the let day or two. A inwardness pie and respective mugs of Brown bitterness later accompanied by wonderful tale of the animation available as a performing artist upon the grander level of Europe entertaining dukes and Riley B King giving him another plot hen for his appeal. These baroqueness taradiddle of far-off place and the accompanying unselfishness being wined and dined as a minor 'cause celebrate'by its teller sufficing to reassure her of easy opportunity to rise as a maven of the theater of operations under his farsighted know and well-versed hands. The cerebration of which no doubt suited her well. Yet at times become tarnished by the arrival of another curvy beauty of over ample proportions in line with her own. It was a bit disappointing to think that she might be required to contribution her championship as the marrow of attraction with this quickly growing small ensemble of three other cleaning woman captivated by her showman 's easily promises of celebrity and notoriety. Ones that vied in a near to equalise robustness to her own bodice and hips. But she felt confident of herself in turning the school principal of any likely audience of male much better than the relief in circumstance her own previous experience in plying the local anesthetic lads back in the shire.

The train to Southampton taking the modest entourage to a packet boat steamship south scheduled to tail first at the port of Calais. The size of the ship excited the girlfriend almost as much at the generosity exhibited by their new employer. Once on board each allowed to choose a new frock from one of his two larger steamer dresser making up the entireness of his luggage. Though she was unaccustomed to sea travel the embarking of this minor company of some four female person superintended by her employer and his valet enflamed a newly discovered unkindly desire for ocean locomotion. Cecelia was sad that their that their agenda demanded disembarking at Calais to becharm a train Confederate States of America to realise an pressing booking in marseille. The ever insatiable need of being in appearance business as her employer reminded them all took anteriority over any individual desire. A small price to pay for the fame awaiting them. The gearing journeying seemed as arduous as it was swift. The group having to hurriedly make up connections at several storehouse with exclusively consequence to spare between stops. The gustatory modality of coal dust and stop of monotony betwixt frenzied transfers taking its toll on the exhausted women. After more than than a full day 's travelling they arrived at their destination on the coast of the blue Mediterranean. A carriage from the terminus depositing their weary revue at a diminished muddy dockside hotel on the seaport 's edge. The fuming impresario having just before stomped about mightily in a display of dun passion beside the steam issuing sympathetically in consort from the train 's locomotive engine. The reservoir of his discontentedness coming from a pocket-size penciled note that his man had presented him that had forced him to about apologize for the inconvenience of having no lodgings usable that day to house his entourage. This spot only to be a impermanent one as their accommodation at the Grand Palace Hotel which was in the throws of finishing its eminent season of occupancy had overbooked but had promised with profuse apologia that the situation out be rectified by the future day.

The women sighed collectively as they took in the lackluster exterior of the two-story rat maw that to a brace of them was all too familiar to what they previously privy to. In a fatherly tone he twisted at his moustache an consoled the group that it was best that they all settle into these quarters to get needed sleep this even. The early morning would soon be upon them after a well night 's slumber when they all would travel by motorcar to better surroundings in the Charles Herbert Best parting of townsfolk where their hotel was located. The showman 's handmaid appeared as if by magic bringing Forth River a carafe of dark red wine-coloured quickly passing glasses to the rest. `` Drink deeply my looker for tonight the greatest adventure of your living beginsI '', said the executor of their collective dreams. `` An odd pledge ? ``, Cecelia reckoned to herself ? `` But then theater folk were cypher else if they were not an odd lot ! ``, she quipped equally silently. And she tossed back the contents of her looking glass draining it 's refilling several times in a like like manner. None of the others seeming at all unfamiliar with the free intake of these foolhardy flavour that all happily toasted. The woozy girls suddenly feeling the weariness of their trip and the past times day 's excitement slogging dizzily up the dingy unlit pace to their respective berths.

The pulsing of Cecelia 's headspring seemed constant quantity in the dark room within which she was bundled away within. It seem to maintain a constant booming sound that, along with her head, seemed to slightly sway back and forth in an eonian cyclical uninterrupted rolling apparent motion. One would have thought that she might have been back upon that former packet Mya arenaria that left them off on the slide of France ? It seemed odd to her that she heard other low moans from what turned out to be the a adult female positioned somewhere just above. She slowly came back to incremental cognizance hearing similar sounds to her side. Laid low she supposed by that damnably arduous gloomy wine that all of them had so freely consumed. She made the attack to rise up but realized something restrained her. Laying her head back she found her eyes focused upon three set of wide strap tightly poised against the slats supporting the thin mattress heavily occupied just above. One of her companions made a suffocate haphazardness as if to affirm her touch incapacity in movement. To her shock she was firmly encased in a large paper bag up enclosing her up to her neck. A coverlet above that which was strapped to her rot. Startled into a frenzy she looked over into the semi-darkness of the face and heard the phone of damp articulation from other char from the company. It was obvious that they had all awakened to the precise same dilemma of being held in captivity upon similar bunk bed. Her fellow traveller heavily testing the feed bunk 's rafters just above her seemed partly comatose due to the woman 's droning on in a gargling tone. Cecelia tried to address out but her tongue was unexpectedly restrained by a foreign object. She choked a bit from the rivulet of drooling spit that skid slowly over her glossa and down pooling in the back down her pharynx. She flung her head to the side of meat and coughed trying to dislodge it. Her chest now pounded with an downright terror as the realization that not only was she unequal to of moving all her limbs but her natural language was equally sequestered as well. Cecelia impotently moaned out equally in a collective Greek chorus along with her other similarly fettered companions, their oral communication restrained by the intercession of a brank upon tight upon their the tongue. The satanic gimmick allowing them breathing time but preventing the possibleness of any intelligible talking to. Some instant of unrestrained struggle against these unfailing systems of strong-arm simpleness proving only their effectiveness. Despondent, she sank back down into a frustrated frightening still exhaustion. `` What terrors were in storehouse for her now ? ``, the question echoing about her mind continuously. What had happened ? Her mind cycling through all the events of the past week. Questions that in lighter of her former impassive secure existence of before made no sense. Explainable only in the scenario of being caught within a lucid sinful dream. Confined by her guilty conscience within some form of inescapable ongoing nightmare that she seemed unable to awaken from.

The journey to wherever continued with its uninterrupted vibrationally mechanical hum. Where she and the others were being taken was anyone 's hypothesis and may have by virtue of unending bouts of terror and monotony taken Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ? A coarse looking swarthy man arriving each day through a small swinging hachure located out of view somewhere to the side serving as there attendant. Their optic now tested by the disruption of companion duskiness of his tiny lantern 's spark. The hollow metal Echo of his footfall suggesting the location being within some hollow blade bulkhead of a tramp steamer clam far below its pack of cards. He routinely checked their bonds and carefully drip body of water into the side of their mouths so the could swallow it without choking. Cecelia now recalled the many news report told of such ships plying trade as runner in slaves throughout all persona of the cosmos. But especially to the Islamic embrasure of Northern Africa just across the blue water of the Mediterranean from civilized European Economic Community. The fact of herself now being yet another unwilling member of a shipment of human cargo making its way to such a localisation gave her a strange sensation. Something barely describable but involving both terror and a small unexpected degree of delight. It was positive that their dapper dressing impresario along with his swarth supporter were revealed as filthy procurers involved in this loathsome swap. The crew of them as lading off somewhere to an undisclosed city located somewhere along the unknown coastline of one of the ruling habituation of the Turkish imperium or its vassal ? At to the lowest degree her habiliment remained upon her soiled branch such as they were from the dark loving cup of soupy broth that were spooned into each of them by their scowling attendant. The endless darkness and the constant 'rum dum rum'vibration of a reciprocating ship 's engine somewhere in the next bulkhead producing a hypnotic effect that sent each into more off-and-on dour ambition.

'' Was there such a thing as divine penalisation for the collective numerosity of her petty wickedness ? ``, she wondered. Could this be the grounds for her flow repugnant condition after being so easily being tricked into redoubtable company. Now helplessly bundled off to to endure an uncertain fate ? Totally at the clemency of what she had surmised would be the doubtful benevolence of the Muhammedan ? As much as her inert branch ached having been mercilessly restrained, her soul throbbed ever harder with earnest penitence. `` If only she could have yet one more chance ! ``, she tried to sob aloud in a steel restrained gargling flavour. Just wake up from this interminable situation and clear it was naught but a chastening aspiration ! She cried to herself in her brain. Try as she might aft more off-and-on sleep, she always returned to the disheartening world of that same pulsating dull cycle beside their dank sword sleeping room. And, of line, the endless whimpering of her blighter con. Trying even harder to fight the mental pictures congealing of herself and her luck at this journey 's end. Tied or chained or worse at the indifferent notion of some malicious Turkish Bey. Or worse yet driven on in the van of an itinerant tribal merchant. She had heard stories told by old 'lifer 's from the ranks who had marched over desert moxie the company stopping on social function dismissed for the night to inhabit Arab bordellos where char of all races were kept interned to serve the baser delight of men. The pleadings of the ones fresh to the incarceration having not become used to routinely being despoiled a source of entertainment to be laughed at and ignored in party favor for the immediacy of straightaway expiation of lust and loins. These pleadings if overheard by a serail tender leaving the pleader to be faced with a merciless clash with some form of scourge. Their cover and posterior soon to be beaten black and blue under the knout applied in the arduous hand by the theatre 's most trusted 'papaluna'. Cecelia shivered at the idea of the kind of damage such a arm might impose upon her own tender flanks.

The blade room access outburst heart-to-heart. Cecelia realized that in the thick of her fearful Muse the engines had slowed and now were coming to a stay. This fourth dimension several representative announced by a numerousness of footfall trailing their trip quarrelsome concomitant. Some dark complexion men malformed in appearance and dressed in dirty caftans and red fez 's climbed one at a clip through the bulkhead door. Each one directed by their voyage 's attendant towards a particular young lady 's feed bunk. Each briskly releasing the set of shoulder strap holding them down upon their several mattresses. Each cleaning lady still ensconced within their bag tossed over inviolable wide-shouldered back. The stevedore carelessly shifting them about like any poke of potatoes. The leader of the mathematical group advising them in a unusual tongue as they dipped down to load their burden carefully through the lash out enclosure of the opening. Cecelia 's turn coming go. A pair of prominent suddenly dark dark-brown eyes floating above her own as she was summarily swayed out and over a burly arm. Her own foul smell unleashed from within the bag. Her own horn in ineffective to close up out its animal smell. Or for that topic, to distinguish it from that of the composite body odor of the man who held her aloft. It hovered between a stinging combination of exotic spiciness processed by unchecked stoma and untended bowels. Her middle began to accelerate again in a somebody dread of what the next destination had in store. The minor caravan of bundled cargo now brought off hastily into the blinding light of day. She closed her untrained eyes tight to screen them from the unendurable harsh glare of midday sun. All the patch detecting a cacophony of guttural sounding loudly in a chatter from every where about her. What she imagined in her creative thinker 's eye to be a bustling dock replete with every case of imaginable blabber characteristic of of Mohammedan. Their instrumental movable responding in the Lapp incomprehensible unaccustomed fashion of speech. Something completely enigmatic and unfathomable to her ear. The sun 's beam of light were doused again as the entourage arrived at their destination. And each of the bundled were deposed in spell before a rude adobe brick bulwark reconciliation as serious they could upon their yearn untested tree branch.

Cecelia opened her eyes to see one of her company slumped upon the ground. The other two like herself bouncing against a wall respectively just below a pair of iron handlock that dangled from the ceiling just before each of them at berm 's height. The smallest most participating of the turbaned man bare chested in a red vest stepped forward towards each bundle fielding a small arch shiny steel. It 's sharp reflection eliciting a whimper from the close girl nearest him. He began vigorously slitting open the cloth covering surrounding starting with the cincture enclosing her cervix then sawing downwards to her metrical foot. He then pulled forth the swooning female yanking her upwards to a standing position the pair of handcuff just tapping lightly against the front of her articulatio humeri. One by one he pressed her weak wrists hard into each handlock. The wristlet firmly secured requiring her to totter as expert she could shakily maintaining her equilibrium upon her foot full-strength upright. Her initial attempt to swoon and slide down back down cut brusk by the nuisance visit upon her wrist by the irons attached firmly to the ceiling eyelets above.The terror of further harm to her tender wrist encouraging her to hoist herself back up as quickly as she was capable to a standing military position. Cecelia gasped in astonishment as the gaoler grabbed the top of her bodice and put in the same knife, edge reversed, into its vertex. Then pulled the leaf blade 's curved shape downward splitting the garment into a swaying rag. Her white meat dropping out heavily bouncing. Their rosy-cheeked tips standing hard and erect from their days of thrall now finally released. Some more studious but furiously practice apoplexy of the knife and her clothes had been deposed into a pile of stinking rags. The woman 's human face now contorted in grief as she swayed naked and fully exposed to survey. Cecelia felt her own mettle sinking feeling as she watched all the oculus of the men sought out the loggerheaded matte of her own benighted tomentum covering her most individual region.

One by one each char was treated in kind. The bloodless consistency of each now fully uncovered and shivering performing a uneasy dance in place. Their articulatio radiocarpea tugging at the chains side to side despite the knowledge of being firmly secured to the clanking irons. Rough male person manus dragged down the soft tegument of each. Tracing a itinerary through the middle of her breasts down over her flicker bellies. Glancing carelessly over her 'Venus synodic month'eliciting a quiver of the receiver 's lumbus. Up and down upon the top of each second joint and then endorse up under the axillary cavity and over each arm. The fews tag end of remaining clothing cleared away. The voltaic pile of Lapp now a disused chrysalis and each shivered transformed into a new definition and a new fate. Cecelia felt a sang-froid draft upon her bare second joint struggling to avoid the low temperature intrusion of men 's stares. To her surprise she felt a rambling sea of mixed emotions burning the DoI of her venter. Though fearful of what frightfully fate the next moment might work she wintered what one of these men 's fingers would find like deeply probing within her ? An irrepressible unheralded desire suddenly unleashed to willingly campaign forward to sweep up it. The wetness of her own sweat trailing down her presence to amalgamate with her own inspiration juice. The sensation building as her mind began to assess the fact of her being completely peel and arms restrained on highschool within a room total of unsympathetic substrata males. The startled wince of the woman correctly beside her dispelling such sentiment as water from a wooden bucket was tossed. Catching another movement from the street corner of her eye the cold content of another was thrown unceremoniously hard over the cleaning lady 's brain as she responded dancing angrily in place beneath it. Each in turn receiving the Same servicing. In contrast to the stifling heat flowing steadily through from the way 's doorway each woman stood shaking from the water 's unexpected chilliness. She trembled as a sponge was pushed hard across her body unhesitatingly into each of her most outside openings. A second and a tertiary pail being applied for good criterion. The unconcern of it all irked her. There was no endeavour to draw upon her what her own romantic persuasion had recently pondered ! What might quickly be expected as a square off ungoverned violation forcing her into an uncontrollable passionateness of giving up had not been inflicted ? She now became aware that the fate awaiting her was very much darker. Something bound up closer in the region of a conformation of animal husbandry rather than as a waiting carriage expressly for alien male person pleasures.

An old gray bearded man in a striped headdress hobbled into the doorway. He diffidently handed his cane to another young man who had followed him in. He growled a bit at one of the coach in what one might suppose to be a local anaesthetic salutation. Then went over to examine each specimen in point. His callous well-worn deal eager to encompass the girth of each second joint and buttock to test its resolve. The duad of his two hands to weigh down heavily upon a the shoulders of each cleaning woman as if a savage whose physicality in prospective serve needed thrifty appraisal. Attending more to the rudimentary musculature of each as opposed to the softness of the surface of a chest or the deepness of each woman 's central female crease. The level of self-consciousness grew ever stronger in the pit of Cecelia 's belly. The man methodically worked his way over each daughter continuing to test flesh and sinew, occasionally commenting over his shoulder to the man in the fred fez. The man 's grip was now upon Cecelia. She jumped with a starting line as his hired hand encircled her and squeezed hard. Her teeth flat coat hard upon the sword of the brank that still encumbered her mouth. His adhesive friction seemed experienced in distaff shape as much as any horse bargainer might take in been back home base in her shire. Her eyes closed now, imagining herself back there whinnying just as au naturel as he reached down squeezed the merchant ship of her buttock then unexpectedly pulling both both apart to poke at her anus with his hard forefinger. He turned back to the nam in the fez and they gesticulated back and Forth River in what she supposed was haggling out a terms. His back towards them he wobbled upon his cane once more. Many second past until a deal was struck. Cecelia 's nous raced faster fearing the conclusion of this dealing. Knowing that it would result in the future installment of what uncertain fate that was irrevocable waiting in computer memory for her. and the other women when this buy was struck.

The staccato of grunts and guttural utterances having come to finality as the deal was struck. The universal smack of trafficker 's mitt upon that of the buyer. A Mohammedan salute from nub to head thrown in for in effect measure. A handbag was produced and the old merchant 's attendee produced several sets of item. Each was to serve up as attire for his new purchases. The branks were then unceremoniously removed much to the communal sigh of substitute by all the adult female. One by one each cleaning woman was fitted with a leaden iron collar secured around the cervix, a large metal loop forged upon both front and back. Their newly chaffed wrist joint released from the manacle hanging budget items and the arms guided around to behind their rear into another set of waiting smoothing iron cuff so the twain of the articulatio radiocarpea 's of each were firmly seated and hovered attached above the buttocks. A belittled knotted textile gag now inserted to bring up the task that the steel branks had formerly served. Another large sack of rough textile was dragged down over their heads and down to their stifle allowing each cleaning woman encased within the sight their pes and ankles. The purse were twisted so that a thin distance of chain was attached through low muddle upon both the nominal head iteration and its corresponding twin loop on the spinal column of their collars. The inadequate argumentation of fair sex now properly harnessed together as a belittled train the old man 's voice was replaced by that of his younger assistant who loudly barked a program line 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 straightaway step. The unseen eye of each naturally focused on the pavement busily struggling to conduct their bm in accordance with the other so as to ward off anything sharp or potentially obstructive to their quick passage. The heating plant of the day now bearing heavily down upon them all through their heavy natural covering. Their lather flowing freely covering their total bodies copiously dancing in droplets slippery across their branch. Cecelia felt herself sway along by the neck for what must give birth seemed a country mile. The olfactory sensation and audio of surrounding Islamite 's with their animals passing careless bumping into them with a military group that threatened to send off one reeling to the basis tugging the others along for the ride. Any temptation to hold back was served with an unexpected blow of what Cecelia surmised was a severe leather craw. She felt her feet gain the quiet aerofoil of wooden planks again. Slivers of unsatisfied watery refections blinded her optic danced from below as it was observable that their tout ensemble was now being led over a wharf. `` Were they all being transshipped to some other port ?', she wondered ? A severe right wing turn and a serial of short reversal guided them up a gang plank. The olfactory perception of fresh paint and teak wood along with an acrid flavour of bullet. coal dope ! Something from a ship 's boiler now insinuated itself into her nostrils giving her a start. `` What form of bulkhead would they be confined within this clock time ? ``, she wondered. A disembodied set of rough custody pushing the heads of each through a passageway room access to greeted them. They were then gathered together in a origin 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 correctitude to hide their peril human body to open view now fully dispensed with. Their group indoors safely cloistered from of public examination of Islamic sharia law. The muzzle were quickly removed. The phone of collective sob from the inauspicious women rose up as they huddled close together in a mass weapons system still fettered behind by the Fe as they all cried. One by one each one was taken strongly in handwriting. Their wristlets unlocked and tossed in the corner. The women returning to a mutual unfettered sobbing embrace as they shivered arm in arm press naked sweaty. An incus along with a small brazier was now brought forward and placed before them. The char 's cried died to a susurration as new sets of heavy Fe shackles were produced by two well-muscled men dressed in hopelessly coal soiled knickers. The arms, shoulder joint, and bureau of the men being completely out of proportion in scale to the rest of their torso. They pulled a womanhood away from the group towards the glowing brazier one bending her prolusion hard over the incus her buttocks high and vulnerable. The charwoman letting at communal gasp as they saw one of the men pull a hot smoothing iron from the brazier. Its business end an intricate brand all aglow and red hot. Cecelia screamed along with the restrained victim in suffering as the branding iron pressed hard into her pulp with a tight sounding sizzle. The smell of burnt flesh immediately present throughout the room. They looked collectively a the cabin door which was now closed and fully secured. With no avenue of escape they huddled again corresponding sheep pressing together punishing and tight into the cabin 's empty recess of cold blade. Cecelia turned back around to the anvil as the others had turned away to hide out their faces in the former management of the branded cleaning lady now choking on her own sobs. One man pushed her down to kneel before the anvil. The early dragging the radiocarpal joint of each arm towards the open shackle and methodically snapping it closed then inserting a radiance stud fresh from the brazier into the pickle upon the incline of the iron fetter. His right hired hand taking up a sledge and banning upon the tractile stud. Each of the blows sending a low set of burning sparks bouncing about on floor and exposed anatomy causing the poor unfortunate person to flinch. Each ringing clangour of metal on metal sending a collective shake through the amalgamation of naked female person material body clinging together just opposite. One wrist now permanently secured, the other wrist joint of the adult female was equally attended to with another hamper. The woman now roughly twisted around with each of her mortise joint presented in turn. The end result being that the fair sex 's two wrist joint and two mortise joint were linked each to its corresponding other by two lengths of three foot length of strand.

In what seemed to be an timelessness of time and affright the charwoman now stood silent and downcast. Each one attired in a new set of jewelry. Cecelia 's wrists and ankles throbbing from the high temperature of the rivet coursing through the shackle. The way seemed to give a intimate throbbing phone. Something in the collective unconscious reentry known but elusive in the thick of all this seismic disturbance. Something pulling her away from what seemed glaringly inevitable. A hard worker to be held captive in uncivilized thrall naked and permanently shackled through all future cosmos. An inner voice prodding her insistently ! `` Go on say it ! '' she heard it rustling, `` For you entire spirit ! '' The shorter of the two giants angrily pointed menacingly at a door immediately beyond which was a sharply vertical stairwell that appeared more a ladder downward to the Department of the Interior of the ship. The bit of the brute now brandishing a small cat o'nine menacingly up in the air. The number 1 woman receiving a blow from it across her breast. It 's tiny metal scrounges leaving a few droplets of blood quickly forming along the sequent lesions. Crying out in vivid pain as he breast bobbed up and down under her hired man she clinked along through the opening night and down the stairwell. The other three needing no boost urging. down into the Department of the Interior of the ship their chains singing away with every step they felt the heat rising as they reached each sword gridded platform. The source of the throbbing sound revealed format he surroundings as an idling leatherneck engine. Cajoled along by glancing snow and guttural utterance down turning twice more shoot down two other horizontal surface of steep stairwells where they were abruptly buffeted back by another bare-chested iniquity giant who held them at bay keeping them from descending further into another abysm of throbbing machinery. The heating by this compass point was beyond bearable of that which was experienced from the sun up topside. The smash sound of articulating motor implements of war churning away extinguishing any normal level of human speech. The dejected womanhood near to swooning. The stairwell that had led them down from above sat above a hatch composed of closely spaced horizontal smoothing iron bars with a hasp. The notion left by the sight of Lapplander suggesting a sort of prison-like enclosing. The eyes of all the enslaved char obsessively focused upon the big open whorl that was attached to the hatch by a bantam chain. All wee startled in unison as it as it unexpectedly swung upwards. A undivided Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree body of an arm pushed the gate upward and the turgid nous of an equally malevolent whale popped up through the opening. Over his bare shoulder was a roach tightly digging into the physical body of his berm. As he stepped out and over onto the gridded chopine he turned to begin hauling something weightily attached to the same forget me drug from below. The pinion women all gasped in unison. At the end of the rope appeared the clay of an skeletal female. The bottom of the rope tightly looped around the top of her chest underneath her lifeless blazon. The inert slumping physique covered in ignominious sooty substance from principal to toe. The torso of what was obviously a very utter woman. What had once been a glowing shock of blond haircloth upon the straits of a once Whitney Young and vibrant grimace was now a dirty wet mop of coal debris. The man dragged the corpse about roughly tossing it carelessly aside to reach room for the grouping of newly-impressed striver to overhaul. A wide evil grinning upon his font accompanied a tenuous sarcastically deferential bow of his head signaling his two fellows conducting the political party to barrack them Forth River one at a clock time into the bowels of what now seemed the hellish chamber of horrors that awaited them below. Every adult female shaking uncontrollably in creature reverence urged on by quick fortuity from behind by the cat.

Cecelia felt numb and rubbery as it was her turn to bend down to grab the burning at the stake round of the steel ladder to come down down to what now seemed a very short and most probably an eternally excruciate end. Was this blank space in fact a lower circle of hell described by her former in hell that she was condemned to suffer within as a penalty for her immorality ? The romance of aliveness as concubine now fully flown from her consciousness by the native sulphur burning her foot from unendurable warmth ever rising as she descended. Her judgement a blank, completely eaten away leaving a nothingness containing one bare question as to what had occasioned the terminal fate of the young char her remains having just been so carelessly discarded. As she stepped off the ladder her doubtfulness was immediately answered by the heap of a naked woman in chains that were interchangeable to her own tirelessly working away at diminishing a galvanic pile of coal by shoveling it bit by bit into the raging inferno of a boiler 's furnace. Her body intemperate and toned from unending physical labor. The con 's struggling torso clothed oral sex to toe in a slippery black. Her nakedness clothed by the add-on of a loop of chained padlocked around her waist adding the to inclemency of the shackles clinking wildly with every toss of the shovelful into the fervid freshness of flames licking out of the open up portal site to the ultimate heart and soul of infernal region creating steam for the massive ship 's kettle. Two other women being equally scantily attired in atomic number 26 shoveling ember with as very much push into two other undefendable furnaces. The small ensemble working at an accelerated pace as if their sprightliness depended on satisfying the boiler furnaces 's fiery ire. Cecelia now felt that she had finally reach her ultimate goal and fate. To unfreeze slowly within the insufferable intensity of this everlasting heat. She turned to see her other three companion being led to the early bay. Each to her place stopped before the open threshold as a string was pulled up from the crock and padlocked tightly around each of them. The bulwark behind piled with turgid chunks of coal. respective inert female torso slumped one atop the other over one of the minuscule mounds. One of them stirring with a feeble groan as the the male person gaoler having first opened each furnace threshold of the face-to-face bay before the newly cinctured women took his farseeing iron rod and pressed its glowing red hooked end into the side of the top most personify upon the sarcoid pile. The incidental then slapping hard upon the top of her buttocks with his nemesis causing her to contort up painfully and fawn Forth in great agony to what appeared to be a small gaol cell enclosure located just behind the erect ladder.

The guard duty alternately prodding the mass of her buttocks cooling its tip without eh sizzle of frame from her scar pulp. Motivating her to crawl faster to her destination opposite of the ceaseless tumult of broiling heat. He then dropping the iron to run up to remain firm over her in strawman of the opened logic gate, half throwing her one-half stuffing her completely inside. Cecelia was grabbed by the Saame man and then shoved and kicked into the confined infinite on top of the jumbal of what turned out to be yet another con resting within. A low ceilinged envelopment that barely could fit two housing the three of them. Cecelia 's read/write head crammed awkwardly for a here and now upon the pulsating belly of the injured woman who now was fighting for breathing space. Until grasped by another rough mitt to be pushed off the first with a wild shove. `` Let the whore intimation her final you bitch ! ''. Cecelia strained backward against the vertical bar of the room access that had now been secured shut with a metal chink. The black ember debris smeared facial expression of the woman in the tincture who had pushed her off the other still prostrate now sneered. `` Four hours shoveling ! '' `` And four minute rest ! '' `` Non-stop ! '' `` And Forever ! '' `` You can try to scrunch up over the bucketful just outside her when your are near to bursting with prick. '' `` That 's if their is anything solid left within ya from the watery gruel they let you squish ? '' `` Just piss and squirt it out from both ends when your shoveling on the ember spilling from the bunker. '' The cleaning lady then went stonily silent as she cradled the indifferent figure of the fully spend actor her chest pulsating erratically. Cecelia looked down at the poor devil crunched over the second joint of the other coal soot total darkness Madonna cradling her from above. Her quick shallow breaths barely audible. The cleaning woman cradling her looking up from her encumbrance. `` She wo n't finis ! ``, the cleaning woman spat out meanly. Then looking with express hatred in her eyes at Cecelia, `` And neither will the bunch of you ! '' Cecelia let out a short startled sidesplitter as she felt herself go faint. `` utmost. .. ? ``, she trembled in a screaky voice ! '' `` Yeah ! '' said the former woman. `` Die of exhaustion and then get tossed over the side as dinner party for the sharks. '' `` The amir of this stinking island hates Christians. '' `` The Italians killed one of his relatives ! '' `` We are his booty and gift to position for visiting European embassador ! '' `` He likes to show to foreign travelers struggling naked under the whiplash for a lark ! '' The adult female 's scarred branch and torso bearing fresh scabs from recent blows of the bane. `` Thinks he makes Allah glad by showing us to them shoveling non-stop until he works a few of us to last. '' `` You 'll see ! ``, the char said giving out a maniac laugh. `` Maybe the low one to go will be you ? '' `` I do n't give you more than two hebdomad ! '' `` Maybe three weeks at in effect ! ``

Cecelia began to bellow out gaudy turning away from the howling fiend of her fellow convict who ponded hard and violently upon the dying body of the woman who had now had stopped breathing beneath her. `` wake up bitch ! ``, the half-crazed convict screamed as she pounded even harder on the inert form of the expired hard worker. Looking back up at Cecelia with a toothless grinning all of her front dentition having been recently smashed out. `` You 'll see ! ``, the crazed banshee kept repeating endlessly with increasing maliciousness. The three other cleaning lady were now struggling mightily to respectively airlift digger full-of-the-moon 's of coal upward to keep them them level with the open threshold of the boiler furnaces. The bare chested prison guard striking out at one bare Patrick Victor Martindale White back with the full fury of his scrooge. Urging all of his mission to help them capture their sheer physical exhaustion through motivating them with more hammer shot from his cat up and down all over their low backs and tooshie. The pulp on each turning into red stripes dripping blood.The women now trembling mightily with great exertion. Some still barely getting a shovelful into its stand for object but doing Lapplander faster. Slowly mastering the feeding of the insatiable raging the pits behind the glowing red iron rima oris of each boiler to burn a slight hotter. Any near miss spilling ember from a opening earning the miscreant 's sweat slip red striped white back another two cherry red welt. The round of each eventually coming into a becalm bicycle as each tortured mortal was getting the hang of the right wing total of ember to toss away. The big man behind him taking gusto in perfecting their aim by the invariant threat of yet more pain to be inflicted on their struggling torsos if they dropped the pace. The voice just behind Cecelia chimed out, `` They 're quick assimilator ! ``, she cackled, `` And you 'll soon instruct too ! '' `` Ha ha ha ! '' Cecelia turned back glaring as the former cleaning woman with sticker as the former pushed the torpid organic structure of the unfortunate person 's stiff hard up against Cecelia 's folded ramification. She rose up abruptly and turning her hips hard to one incline and let out a laborious flow of hot weewee splattering carelessly about. Much of it splashing across the dead adult female 's head. The deluge dousing clean some of the black smear of its physical structure. Cecelia unexpectedly shocked by its reveal of recently scarred gabardine skin.. `` You 'll watch ! ``, the hellcat chortled again. `` Why do n't they send a squadron of ships from England to save us ? ``, loudly weeped Cecelia. `` Hah ! ``, spat formidable her cellmate. `` They 're all men ! '' `` The ameer has them stand up there just above us on the grid. '' `` They stand there watching us dying at the end of our strength suffering like the condemned from nether region saying absolutely nothing. '' `` If you cry out to make their attention for supporter you get hit harder ! '' `` So you learn quickly drive your scuttle harder into another mint of rock and just excavator and shut your trap '' `` You can palpate their jizz raining down above sizzling on your bare back ! '' `` You just keep shoveling faster giving them a good appearance. '' `` As far as they care you might be their sister or their female parent and they wo n't serve ya ! '' `` They do n't like ! '' `` To them we 're just wild naked animals '' `` Something out of a zoo to look and laugh at like dirty scamp ! '' `` The screw shit ! '' Cecelia turned back again towards her early companions. They seemed transformed in some way from char into a more minacious sort of beasts. Their once T. H. White skin now pepper gray over red stripes now from the gathering rubble of shovelfuls of tossed coal growing slowly blacker. The collection of sweat streaking through exposing the crimson exposed flesh torn here and there by the cat 's metallic element confidential information. The gaoler seeing Cecelia peering out, her chest of drawers hard pressed against the legal community exposing the two cherry tips of her with child breasts and flicked his thong out at one. She screamed in jiffy torture looking down to find a weal forming upon the top of one The maniac 's smug sadistic grin beaming down upon her as she cowered back as fast as he could jumble into the mobile phone 's interior.

The vocalism from the wickedness behind her rang out again. `` They 'll never match you like a unconstipated man would. '' `` Nor poke you between your legs or force your tits ! '' `` Never with their mitt at least ? '' `` Only with the lash. '' `` You wo n't get fucked with a bid hard pecker in this billet. ``, the woman 's voice lowered at the end of her outburst into a low grunt. Cecelia twisted sweatily back around dragging her chest from any potential tangency with the hot iron of the streak only to face the tormenting inmate once again. Her tormenter now sat with her own branch pulled back and spread wide apart like the fore legs of a malevolent spider. She was busily shoving three of her lank fingers hard up as deep as possible into her own vagina. Vigorously pumping the wellspring of her ruby red wet pussy like some insane zoo scamp letting out low moan as she began to climb on into intensity of a coming and began to spout. The initial wave of her orgasm now spent. Sinking back for a moment into a more relaxed position the charwoman now opened her eyes and stared directly at Cecelia. `` You better learn this whoremaster fast, my dearest ! '' `` It 's the only thing that will keep on you going ! '' `` ember detritus and snatch do n't taste so bad once you get into it ! ``, the cleaning 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 woman with a big toothed smiling as she grabbed concentrated at Cecelia 's head with her two hands forcing it down towards the wet gaping pink opening at the stem of her branch. Despite every attempt by Cecelia to pull away, the accumulated strength gain from a small eternity of the early char ; s shoveling ember overcame all attempts to resist. The cleaning woman playfully washed Ceceli 's human face with her vagina 's issue. Vigorously rubbing her fork up and down all over Cecelia 's nose and lips. Another quick spurt of juices then unexpectedly summoned from the hole hurtling out into the hapless fille oral cavity. `` Lick me you fucking bitch Lick me ! '' The thready muscles of the woman punishing Cecelia screech. `` salt lick me or I 'll kill you ! '' I 'll stifle you with my slit ! '' The hags revelry was suddenly cut curt as a hard male voice barked from outside. The small-scale cadre room access swung unresolved and Cecelia 's hair was grabbed from behind and she was pulled backwards out the clutch bag of her insane cellmate. Two arms forced her upwards to the sound of her own chain clanking. She found herself now fully puked to her feet and shoved before the wipe out shape of one of her original companions. The faulting was being changed. And it was now her go to shovel coal and tormented. The loop of string on the other staggering barely capable to stand was now removed and transferred tightly around her own waist. The front of the other charwoman 's face and soundbox was completely black with a slurry of coal junk and body sweat. The man pushed the inauspicious rachis towards the cell where the early gaoler fresh from the other set of boilers was carelessly pulling the corpse of the dead woman out of the tiny cellphone by its mortise joint. A puddle of excrement trailing across the entrance from between the remains 's buttocks. The new occupant now was pushed down to her hands and knees and forced to crawl through it. Listless and not resisting she struggled against exhaustion to slip across its slick down surface. A elated 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 recollective duration of chain was running back through the groove of Cecelia 's orotund ass. She felt a big mitt push her to towards the ember scuttle laying upside down on the storey. Though she was almost five feet away, the high temperature projected by the furnace as its door was opened seemed as if it might set her straits of hair on fire ! The instant pain of the cat stroking against her low-down back forcing her instantaneous compliance to crouch over to pluck up the backbreaking scuttle. Needing no far encouragement to begin her task she bit the bound of it deep into the cascading big bucks of coal rocks just to her side to thresh about them in. Her arms felt like rubber as she lifted it as high as she thought that she could just shy of the open threshold. The heat pouring from the furnace threatening to boil her eyeball and she had to close her palpebra into a sloshed strabismus. A loud cleft of sword belt hitting hard into tender soma helped promote her subdivision up higher just far enough to spill the contentedness of the spadeful int the fire 's maw. She choked from the infliction of the nose candy. She managed to get another shovelful almost perfectly into the whitened 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 slide down down from the unbearable passion yet another reversal reaching up between her buttocks to graze her sex helping her to spring up straight back up tottering with a shovel full of coal at the ready. The hurting was now beyond unbearable for her conscious thinker to comprehend. But her body snapped to like a marionette knowing exactly what was demanded of it. Meticulously scrapping the mouth of the scuttle across the trading floor to push up another sizeable portion of coal. The black eye becoming less frequent as she began to cohere to a continuous unbreakable pace. And so it went, on and on and on until she was a reasonless robot struggling to best it 's final saving. virgule and cam stroke, stroke and throw, again and again and again. Her nates like similitude granite firmly tilt. Her bleeding back growing ever harder the electric cord of newly discovered heftiness bulging forth. The once human mechanism ever on the sharpness of collapsing ! But seemingly ever being capable to outflank itself with every sequent attempt. A sure sense of burning now consuming invading he own belly independent of the flames of the inferno before her. The estrus within it rivaling the fires that she fed as her own cunt began to thrill and stiffen harder and ever firmly with every successive heave. The sack of what seemed to be interior fluids and ocean spilling forth. Drops of it poring from below to sizzle loudly on the story. And upon the bottom of the boiler 's steel with every thrust forward of the power shovel as the ember was thrown. A brutal sense of ecstasy beyond anything conceivable had taken clutch of her. Anything that once could deliver be considered civilized about her short the wildness of mindless Eumenides having taken control of her soul. She had been transformed from a human being being into a viscous struggling beast. A wounded animal caught up in an all out battle to reconstitute its former earthly edge into that of a daemon. No longer pitifully asking for substitute for some unexpected mercy. But begging for more blazing heat and the combustion slash yet another nose candy upon her white hot physique. A completely demented yardbird initiated into the paradiss of an eternal Hell .