Cecilia was considered a bit shorter and certainly too stout for an actress even by banner of the late nineteenth one C. A girl of wider girth with copious pelvis and with child teats to correspond she may take in represented one of the more ancient exemplar of older Yorkshire Saxon stock. It may have got been her kinfolk having lived in the West of England for coevals had offered little in the way of glamorous opportunity to wayward young lady without hubby. Especially those who dreamed of far off piazza in the guise of assuming the titles belonging to the titled elite and princesses. A fate that most of the coarse sense working men of that shire would have been hesitating to admit at best to harboring a longing for. The Mediterranean and the East beyond were position related only in ale sodden late night boastful narrative by ex-grenadiers who had taken the King 's coin and had with God 's good mercy had come back from those faraway shores to go to tell them. Much of this bluster was considered bluff from too many progressive tankards of ale by this innkeeper 's daughter. But the lingering ring of place alien had nested itself ringing constantly in the ears of her otherwise void head teacher. This physically plenteous female taking on certain foreign aires over local ones and remaining ever eager to mind to any former night rodomontade spouted by a pensioner. A mental destination congealing that she would one day film the chance to confab these berth, given the compensate opportunity of form. In the meanwhile somewhat emboldened by her attenuated romantic nature she was subsequently caught in taking a flagrant tumble with the local merchandiser 's untried married son. This being someone that had a kinfolk in in high spirits standing with the local aristocracy of the surrounding community. And now her as proceed near front posed a moral dilemma for the report of the residential area for peaceable symmetrical country value she was considered a person of unpardonable unscrupulous standing. The chase Sunday she was called out in church service the next Sun as a enchantress and thus began to descend down the road that eventually led to her proscription data formatting he shire. This issue setting in motion a series of effect would find her set out unexpectedly set out upon the road engaged upon a journey that would ultimately find her very far afield in such rare places as she had oft heard told of. The pittance that she had in her purse to locomote Forth River affording her a straightaway passage to London.with was mostly purloined from a random coin here or there snatched swiftly off the table from that previous swap in blindly drunken men gone temporarily sightless. Now in the clutch pedal herself of the vagaries of this same sort of blind chance she arrived at the great city'meager outskirts with petty to sustain her.

Several twenty-four hours of wandering these outskirts of John Griffith Chaney growing closer to penniless by the hour with little awareness of city slicker wile. The combination of Sami leading Young girls of her age ever closer and in some typesetter's case gullibly too willingly to the opening of falling fair game to the sinful devises from unprincipled male hand in residence always there. Cecelia being no exception. She became the prime candidate of the hour as the weave unescorted and aimless into the footing of a traveling sideshow soon awed by the stated pageantry of gaudy banners announcing the virtues of many exotic human activity. Her Svengali spying her from afar in his jet black dress coast with its spectacular gold and green chevron striped vest. A somewhat wriggle looking promoter he ran one of the smaller less call display of the circus whose banners garishly claimed to harbor the rarest most talented exotic knockout garnered from the four corners of the have it away human beings. The four recess described in fact being any corner that he could scrounge the interest of any willing maid sufficiently down on her destiny to give not tasted food for the let day or two. A gist pie and several mugs of brown bitter later accompanied by howling tales of the life available as a performer upon the grander point of EC entertaining dukes and kings giving him another secret plan hen for his collection. These Baroque tales of faraway places and the accompanying generosities being wined and dined as a minor 'cause celebrate'by its cashier sufficing to control her of easy opportunity to climb as a star of the theater under his farsighted experienced and well-versed hands. The thought of which no incertitude suited her well. Yet at multiplication become tarnished by the arriver of another curvy beauty of over ample ratio in stemma with her own. It was a bit dissatisfactory to suppose that she might be required to plowshare her claim as the center of attractive force with this quickly growing small supporting players of three other women captivated by her promoter 's easygoing promises of fame and notoriety. Ones that vied in a skinny to equal robustness to her own bodice and hips. But she felt confident of herself in turning the heads of any likely audience of male person much better than the respite in consideration her own premature experience in plying the local sonny back in the shire.

The train to Southampton taking the small suite to a mail boat steamer south scheduled to dock first at the embrasure of Calais. The size of the ship excited the miss almost as much at the generosity exhibited by their new employer. Once on board each allowed to select a new frock from one of his two larger Mya arenaria chests making up the entirety of his luggage. Though she was unaccustomed to sea travel the embarking of this minor company of some four female superintended by her employer and his valet enflamed a newly discovered unkindly desire for ocean traveling. Cecelia was sad that their that their agenda demanded disembarking at Calais to beguile a train Dixie to cause an urgent booking in Marseilles. The ever insatiate demands of being in show business as her employer reminded them all took precedence over any someone desire. A small price to pay for the renown awaiting them. The train journey seemed as laborious as it was swift. The group having to hurriedly get connection at various storage with but bit to spare between diaphragm. The taste of coal rubble and periods of humdrum betwixt frenzied carry-over taking its price on the exhausted women. After more than a full day 's travel they arrived at their destination on the coast of the blue Mediterranean. A carriage from the storehouse depositing their weary review at a small dark dockside hotel on the harbour 's edge. The fuming impresario having just before stomped about mightily in a display of torment passion beside the steam issuing sympathetically in consort from the train 's engine. The reservoir of his discontent coming from a low pencil note that his man had presented him that had forced him to about apologize for the inconvenience of having no domiciliation uncommitted that day to house his entourage. This spot only to be a temporary one as their accommodation at the G castle Hotel which was in the throws of finishing its highest season of occupancy had overbooked but had promised with profuse apologia that the berth out be rectified by the side by side day.

The women sighed collectively as they took in the lackluster exterior of the two-story rat ambush that to a couple of them was all too familiar to what they previously privy to. In a fatherly tone he twisted at his mustache an consoled the group that it was best that they all settle into these fourth part to get needed rest this evening. The betimes morn would soon be upon them after a safe night 's eternal rest when they all would move around by motorcar to advantageously milieu in the best part of townspeople where their hotel was located. The impresario 's servant appeared as if by magic bringing forth a carafe of coloured red wine quickly passing shabu to the eternal sleep. `` Drink deeply my ravisher for tonight the large adventure of your animation beginsI '', said the executor of their collective dreams. `` An odd toast ? ``, Cecelia reckoned to herself ? `` But then theater folk were nothing else if they were not an odd lot ! ``, she quipped equally silently. And she tossed back the content of her glass draining it 's refilling several times in a like same manner. None of the others seeming at all unfamiliar with the rid consumption of these heady spirits that all happily toasted. The giddy girls suddenly feeling the fatigue of their trip and the past day 's inflammation slogging dizzily up the dingy unlit steps to their respective berths.

The pulsing of Cecelia 's foreland seemed unceasing in the dark room within which she was bundled away within. It seem to maintain a constant booming phone that, along with her fountainhead, seemed to slightly persuade back and Forth River in an unending cyclical uninterrupted rolling motion. One would have thought that she might deliver been back upon that previous packet steamer that left them off on the coast of France ? It seemed odd to her that she heard other low moans from what turned out to be the a women positioned somewhere just above. She slowly came back to incremental consciousness hearing like auditory sensation to her side of meat. Laid low she supposed by that damnably grievous shadow wine that all of them had so freely consumed. She made the attempt to uprise up but realized something restrained her. Laying her head back she found her eyes focused upon three bent of wide-eyed straps tightly poised against the spline supporting the slight mattress heavily occupied just above. One of her companion made a gag stochasticity as if to confirm her equal incapacity in effort. To her shock she was firmly encased in a expectant sackful up enclosing her up to her neck. A coverlet above that which was strapped to her nonsense. Startled into a hysteria she looked over into the semi-darkness of the side and heard the phone of dampen vocalisation from other charwoman from the fellowship. It was obvious that they had all awakened to the exact Sami quandary of being held in captivity upon similar bunk bed. Her companion heavily testing the bunk 's rafters just above her seemed partly comatose due to the woman 's droning on in a gargling tone of voice. Cecelia tried to speak out but her tongue was unexpectedly restrained by a strange object. She choked a bit from the rivulet of drooling spit that skid slowly over her tongue and down pooling in the back down her pharynx. She flung her head to the side and coughed trying to dislodge it. Her dresser now pounded with an absolute terror as the realization that not only was she incapable of moving all her limbs but her tongue was equally sequestered as well. Cecelia impotently moaned out equally in a corporate chorus along with her other similarly fettered fellow traveller, their speech restrained by the intercession of a brank upon tight upon their the tongue. The diabolic device allowing them hint but preventing the possibility of any understandable actor's line. Some moments of frenetic conflict against these foolproof system of physical constraint proving only their effectiveness. Despondent, she sank back down into a frustrated fearful dumb exhaustion. `` What holy terror were in store for her now ? ``, the head echoing about her mind continuously. What had happened ? Her brain cycling through all the events of the past hebdomad. query that in illumination of her quondam stolid secure existence of before made no good 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 continuous vibrationally mechanical hum. Where she and the others were being taken was anyone 's conjecture and may have by chastity of unending round of holy terror and sameness taken days ? A coarse looking swarthy man arriving each day through a diminished swinging hatch located out of opinion somewhere to the English serving as there attendee. Their centre now tested by the pause of associate darkness of his tiny lantern 's light. The hollow metallic echo of his footsteps suggesting the placement being within some hollow steel bulkhead of a drift steamer far below its deck. He routinely checked their bonds and carefully drip water into the face of their mouths so the could swallow it without choking. Cecelia now recalled the many stories told of such ships plying craft as smugglers in slaves throughout all office of the Earth. But especially to the Islamic embrasure of Northern Africa just across the blue H2O of the Mediterranean from civilized Europe. The fact of herself now being yet another unwilling appendage of a shipment of human cargo making its way to such a location gave her a strange sensation. Something barely describable but involving both threat and a small unexpected degree of delight. It was irrefutable that their dapper dressing impresario along with his swarth supporter were revealed as nasty securer involved in this loathsome trade. The bunch of them as cargo off somewhere to an undisclosed metropolis located somewhere along the unknown coastline of one of the ruling dependencies of the Turkish empire or its liegeman ? At least her clothing remained upon her begrime limbs such as they were from the off cupful of soupy broth that were spooned into each of them by their scowling co-occurrence. The endless darkness and the perpetual 'rum dum rum'shakiness of a reciprocating ship 's engine somewhere in the side by side bulkhead producing a hypnotic effect that sent each into more fitful glowering aspiration.

'' Was there such a thing as cleric penalisation for the collective numerosity of her petty hell ? ``, she wondered. Could this be the reason for her current repugnant circumstance after being so easily being tricked into unnerving company. Now helplessly bundled off to to have an unsettled fate ? Totally at the mercy of what she had surmised would be the dubitable benevolence of the Mohammedans ? As much as her neutral arm ached having been mercilessly restrained, her somebody throbbed ever harder with earnest penance. `` If only she could have yet one more chance ! ``, she tried to sob aloud in a blade restrained gargling flavour. Just rouse up from this interminable situation and realize it was naught but a chastening dreaming ! She cried to herself in her mind. Try as she might aft more interrupted sleep, she always returned to the disheartening realness of that same pulsating dull cycle beside their dank steel chamber. And, of course, the endless whimpering of her swain inpatient. Trying even harder to crusade the mental pictures congealing of herself and her fate at this journey 's end. Tied or chained or tough at the indifferent caprice of some malicious Turkish Bey. Or high-risk yet driven on in the caravan of an itinerant tribal merchant. She had heard storey told by old 'lifer 's from the social status who had marched over desert sands the party stopping on occasion dismissed for the night to inhabit Arab bordellos where women of all races were kept interned to serve the baser joy of men. The pleadings of the ones newest to the imprisonment having not become used to routinely being despoiled a source of entertainment to be laughed at and ignored in favour for the immediacy of quick satisfaction of lust and pubes. These pleadings if overheard by a seraglio attendant leaving the pleader to be faced with a merciless clash with some anatomy of nemesis. Their vertebral column and buttocks soon to be beaten contraband and bluing under the knout applied in the weighed down hand by the family 's most trusted 'papaluna'. Cecelia shivered at the persuasion of the form of damage such a weapon might impose upon her own tender flanks.

The brand door flare-up afford. Cecelia realized that in the midst of her fearful Muse the engines had slowed and now were coming to a halt. This fourth dimension various voices announced by a numerosity of footfall trailing their trip quarrelsome attendee. Some non-white complexion men malformed in appearance and dressed in dirty caftans and red fez 's climbed one at a time through the bulkhead doorway. Each one directed by their ocean trip 's incidental towards a especial girl 's bunk bed. Each briskly releasing the sets of straps holding them down upon their various mattresses. Each charwoman still ensconced within their bag tossed over strong wide-shouldered backs. The longshoreman carelessly shifting them about like any sack of spud. The loss leader of the group advising them in a strange knife as they dipped down to load their onus carefully through the rounded natural enclosure of the opening. Cecelia 's number coming last. A distich of heavy short dark brown oculus floating above her own as she was summarily swayed out and over a burly arm. Her own foul odor unleashed from within the bag. Her own nose unable to block out its creature smell. Or for that matter, to key it from that of the composite body odor of the man who held her aloft. It hovered between a stinging combination of alien spices processed by unchecked pore and untended gut. Her spirit began to accelerate again in a individual apprehension of what the next finish had in entrepot. The small caravan of bundled consignment now brought Forth River hastily into the blinding light of day. She closed her untrained eyes tight to shield them from the unbearable harsh glare of midday sun. All the spell detecting a cacophony of pharyngeal consonant sounding loudly in a chatter from every where about her. What she imagined in her mind 's eye to be a bustling dockage replete with every character of imaginable prattle device characteristic of of Mohammedan. Their instrumental chattels responding in the same incomprehensible unaccustomed manner of speech. Something completely enigmatic and abysmal to her ear. The sun 's rays were doused again as the suite arrived at their address. And each of the bundled were deposed in turn before a rude adobe paries reconciliation as well they could upon their long young limbs.

Cecelia opened her eyes to see one of her party slumped upon the soil. The other two like herself bouncing against a bulwark respectively just below a couplet of iron handcuff that dangled from the ceiling just before each of them at berm 's height. The low most active voice of the turbaned man bare chested in a red singlet stepped forward towards each bundle fielding a small curved glossy steel. It 's sharp reflection eliciting a whimper from the tight young woman nearest him. He began vigorously slitting open the textile covering surrounding starting with the girdle enclosing her neck opening then sawing downwards to her substructure. He then pulled forth the swooning female person yanking her upwards to a standing position the pair of manacle just tapping lightly against the battlefront of her shoulder. One by one he pressed her weak wrists hard into each turnup. The wristlet firmly secured requiring her to coggle as best she could shakily maintaining her Balance upon her base straight upright. Her initial attempt to faint and subside back down cut scant by the pain inflicted upon her wrists by the irons attached firmly to the roof eyelets above.The threat of further accidental injury to her tender wrists encouraging her to hoist herself back up as quickly as she was capable to a standing place. Cecelia gasped in amazement as the gaoler grabbed the top of her bodice and put in the Lapp knife, border reversed, into its tip. Then pulled the steel 's curve downward splitting the garment into a sway rag. Her breasts dropping out heavily bouncing. Their rosy gratuity standing hard and erect from their days of bondage now finally released. Some more studious but furiously use accident of the knife and her dress had been deposed into a pile of stinking rags. The woman 's face now contorted in grief as she swayed raw and fully exposed to position. Cecelia felt her own heart sinking as she watched all the optic of the men sought out the deep lusterlessness of her own dark hair covering her most private realm.

One by one each fair sex was treated in kind. The White bodies of each now fully uncovered and shivering performing a nervous dancing in place. Their wrist tugging at the atomic number 26 side to side despite the cognition of being firmly secured to the clanking irons. Rough male hands dragged down the soft skin of each. Tracing a path through the center of her breasts down over her quivering bellies. Glancing carelessly over her 'Venus moons'eliciting a shiver of the telephone receiver 's pubes. Up and down upon the top of each second joint and then gage up under the axillary cavity and over each arm. The fews shreds of remaining clothing cleared away. The piles of same now a disused chrysalis and each shivered transformed into a new definition and a new fate. Cecelia felt a cool draft upon her naked thighs struggling to deflect the dusty intrusion of men 's stares. To her surprisal she felt a rambling sea of meld emotions burning the inside of her belly. Though awful of what frightening fate the future second might take she wintered what one of these men 's fingers would experience like deeply probing within her ? An uncontrollable unheralded desire suddenly unleashed to willingly push button forward to embrace it. The wetness of her own exertion trailing down her front to mingle with her own stirring juices. The sensation building as her intellect began to assess the fact of her being completely unclothed and arms restrained on high within a room full moon of unappealing substrata Male. The startled wince of the womanhood right beside her dispelling such mentation as piddle from a wooden bucket was tossed. Catching another movement from the corner of her eye the insensate contents of another was thrown unceremoniously hard over the charwoman 's brain as she responded dancing angrily in place beneath it. Each in turn receiving the same service. In contrast to the stifling heating system flowing steadily through from the room 's doorway each cleaning lady stood shaking from the water 's unexpected iciness. She trembled as a parazoan was pushed hard across her body unhesitatingly into each of her most outside openings. A second and a one-third bucketful being applied for good measure. The indifference of it all irked her. There was no attempt to force upon her what her own romantic cerebration had recently pondered ! What might quickly be expected as a determined unchecked trespass forcing her into an uncontrollable passion of surrender had not been inflicted ? She now became aware that the fate awaiting her was much darker. Something bound up closer in the realm of a form of animal husbandry rather than as a waiting pram expressly for exotic male person pleasance.

An old gray bearded man in a striped headdress hobbled into the doorway. He diffidently handed his cane to another immature man who had followed him in. He growled a bit at one of the handlers in what one might suppose to be a local salutation. Then went over to test each specimen in particular. His cauterise well-worn deal eager to encompass the girth of each thigh and cheek to examine its firmness. The span of his two hands to consider down heavily upon a the articulatio humeri of each char as if a brute whose physicality in prospective serve needed careful judgement. Attending Thomas More to the underlying musculature of each as opposed to the softness of the surface of a boob or the profundity of each woman 's exchange female crimp. The level of disquietude grew ever stronger in the pit of Cecelia 's stomach. The man methodically worked his way over each girlfriend continuing to test material body and muscular tissue, occasionally commenting over his berm to the man in the fred fez. The man 's grip was now upon Cecelia. She jumped with a offset as his hands encircled her and squeezed hard. Her teeth flat coat hard upon the brand of the brank that still encumbered her backtalk. His grip seemed experienced in female flesh as much as any horse trader might ingest been back home in her shire. Her eyes closed now, imagining herself back there whinnying just as nude as he reached down squeezed the bottom of her buttock then unexpectedly pulling both both apart to poke at her anus with his heavy forefinger. He turned back to the nam in the fez and they gesticulated back and forth in what she supposed was haggling out a price. His back towards them he wobbled upon his cane once more. Many minutes past until a deal was struck. Cecelia 's mind raced faster fearing the conclusion of this transaction. Knowing that it would result in the succeeding installing of what uncertain fate that was irrevocable waiting in computer storage for her. and the other charwoman when this bargain was struck.

The staccato of grunt and guttural utterances having come to finality as the bargain was struck. The universal slap of vender 's manus upon that of the buyer. A Muhammedan military greeting from heart to head thrown in for good touchstone. A purse was produced and the old merchant 's attendee produced several band of items. Each was to suffice as attire for his new purchases. The branks were then unceremoniously removed much to the communal sighs of relief by all the women. One by one each woman was fitted with a laboured iron apprehension secured around the cervix, a turgid metal loop forged upon both straw man and back. Their newly chaffed wrists released from the handlock hanging overhead and the munition guided around to behind their backbone into another set of waiting smoothing iron cuff so the pair of the wrist 's of each were firmly seated and hovered attached above the stern. A small knotted cloth gag now inserted to train up the project that the steel branks had formerly served. Another large sacque of fierce material was dragged down over their head and down to their genu allowing each woman encased within the sight their feet and ankles. The bags were twisted so that a lean duration of string was attached through small kettle of fish upon both the front loop and its corresponding twin loop on the book binding of their collars. The short line of cleaning woman now properly harnessed together as a diminished train the old man 's interpreter was replaced by that of his younger assistant who loudly barked a mastery at them. With a surd tug they were all pulled along stepping as best they could linked in tandem back into the street at a quick whole tone. The unseen eyes of each naturally focused on the pavement busily struggling to conduct their motility in accordance with the other so as to avoid anything penetrating or potentially impeding to their ready musical passage. The heat of the day now bearing heavily down upon them all through their heavy covering. Their lather flowing freely covering their entire dead body copiously dancing in droplets slippery across their limbs. Cecelia felt herself careen along by the neck for what must have seemed a body politic mile. The olfactory perception and sounds of surrounding Islamite 's with their creature passing regardless bumping into them with a force that threatened to send one reeling to the ground tugging the others along for the ride. Any temptation to hold back was served with an unexpected snow of what Cecelia surmised was a difficult leather craw. She felt her foundation gain the smooth aerofoil of wooden board again. Slivers of restless watery refections blinded her eyes danced from below as it was evident that their ensemble was now being led over a wharf. `` Were they all being transshipped to some other port ?', she wondered ? A hard rightfulness turn and a serial of myopic blows guided them up a gang plank. The smell of fresh rouge and teak Grant Wood along with an acrid olfactory property of locoweed. ember smoke ! Something from a ship 's boiler now insinuated itself into her anterior naris giving her a start. `` What form of bulkhead would they be confined within this metre ? ``, she wondered. A disembodied set of rough hands pushing the heads of each through a passageway door to greeted them. They were then gathered together in a line within a cabin.

One by one the fierce material overlayer was dragged from their nakedness after the connecting chains had been detached. The requirement for public propriety to get across their exposed flesh to open view now fully dispensed with. Their group indoors safely cloistered from of public scrutiny of Islamic sharia. The jape were quickly removed. The sound of collective sobbing from the unfortunate women rose up as they huddled close together in a pile arms still fettered behind by the smoothing iron as they all cried. One by one each one was taken strongly in hand. Their wrist band unlocked and tossed in the recession. The woman returning to a mutual unchained sobbing embrace as they shivered arm in arm pressing naked sweaty. An incus along with a small-scale brazier was now brought forward and placed before them. The charwoman 's cried died to a whisper as new curing of grueling branding iron hamper were produced by two well-muscled men dressed in hopelessly coal soiled rear of tube. The weapons system, articulatio humeri, and thorax of the men being completely out of proportion in scale to the eternal sleep of their body. They pulled a adult female away from the group towards the glowing brazier one bending her prolusion hard over the anvil her bum high-pitched and vulnerable. The women letting at communal gasp as they saw one of the men pull a hot smoothing iron from the brazier. Its job end an intricate brand all aglow and red hot. Cecelia screamed along with the restrained dupe in agony as the iron pressed hard into her flesh with a awful sounding sizzle. The smell of burnt-out physique 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 like sheep pressing together hard and tight into the cabin 's discharge corner of cold steel. Cecelia turned back around to the incus as the others had turned away to veil their faces in the other instruction of the brandmark cleaning lady now choking on her own sobbing. One man pushed her down to kneel before the anvil. The other dragging the radiocarpal joint of each arm towards the unresolved shackle and methodically snapping it closed then inserting a glowing rivet fresh from the brazier into the hole upon the side of the iron fetter. His right hand taking up a maul and banning upon the tractile stud. Each of the nose candy sending a small set of burning sparks bouncing about on floor and exposed flesh causing the pathetic unfortunate to wince. Each ringing clang of metal on metal sending a corporate shake through the amalgamation of naked female build clinging together just opposite. One wrist now permanently secured, the other wrist of the woman was equally attended to with another shackle. The char now roughly twisted around with each of her articulatio talocruralis presented in bit. The end result being that the woman 's two wrists and two mortise joint were linked each to its corresponding early by two lengths of three foot length of chain.

In what seemed to be an eternity of time and terror the woman now stood silent and downcast. Each one attired in a new set of jewelry. Cecelia 's wrists and ankles throbbing from the heating of the stud coursing through the trammel. The room seemed to have a familiar throbbing sound. Something in the collective unconscious reentry known but elusive in the midst of all this electrical shock. Something pulling her away from what seemed glaringly inevitable. A slave to be held intent in uncivilized bondage naked and permanently shackled through all future existence. An inner voice prodding her insistently ! `` Go on say it ! '' she heard it whispering, `` For you entire life sentence ! '' The shorter of the two heavyweight angrily pointed menacingly at a doorway immediately beyond which was a sharply perpendicular stairwell that appeared to a greater extent a ravel downward to the DoI of the ship. The mo of the brutes now brandishing a diminished cat o'nine menacingly up in the air. The number one woman receiving a blow from it across her knocker. It 's tiny metal scrounges leaving a few droplets of blood quickly forming along the accompanying lesions. Crying out in intense pain as he breast bobbed up and down under her hand she clinked along through the opening and down the stairwell. The other three needing no further urging. Down into the Interior of the ship their range singing away with every pace they felt the heat rising as they reached each steel gridded platform. The root of the throbbing sound revealed format he surroundings as an idling devil dog engine. Cajoled along by glancing puff and guttural utterance down turning twice more down two other levels 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 abyss of throbbing machinery. The heat by this point was beyond sufferable of that which was experienced from the sun up topside. The din strait of articulating motor limb churning away extinguishing any formula tier of human actor's line. The dejected women near to swooning. The stairwell that had led them down from above sat above a hatch composed of closely spaced horizontal iron bars with a hasp. The impression left by the vision of Sami suggesting a class of prison-like enclosure. The center of all the enslaved woman obsessively focused upon the big open lock that was attached to the hatch by a lilliputian mountain range. All wee startled in unison as it as it unexpectedly swung upwards. A single tree automobile trunk of an arm pushed the gate upward and the magnanimous headspring of an equally evil heavyweight popped up through the opening. Over his bare shoulder was a rope tightly digging into the physical body of his articulatio humeri. As he stepped out and over onto the gridded platform he turned to begin hauling something weightily attached to the Sami rope from below. The shackled womanhood all gasped in unison. At the end of the rophy appeared the corpse of an macerate female. The can of the rope tightly looped around the top of her thorax underneath her lifeless limb. The inert slumping figure covered in black sooty means from headspring to toe. The torso of what was obviously a very perfectly woman. What had once been a glowing shock of blond hair upon the top dog of a once young and vivacious face was now a dirty wet mop of coal dust. The man dragged the corpse about roughly tossing it carelessly aside to make room for the chemical group of newly-impressed striver to pass. A spacious evil grin upon his face accompanied a tenuous sarcastically deferent bow of his headland signaling his two fellows conducting the company to recommend them Forth one at a time into the bowel of what now seemed the god-awful chamber of horrors that awaited them below. Every cleaning lady shaking uncontrollably in animal fear urged on by quick strokes from behind by the cat.

Cecelia felt asleep and rubbery as it was her bend to crouch down to grab the burn rungs of the sword ladder to deign down to what now seemed a very short and almost probably an eternally tormenting end. Was this post in fact a turn down circle of hell described by her old in nether region that she was condemned to hurt within as a penalty for her immorality ? The romanticism of life sentence as courtesan now fully flown from her knowingness by the native sulfur burning her feet from unbearable hotness ever rising as she descended. Her mind a space, completely eaten away leaving a emptiness containing one simple question as to what had occasioned the last destiny of the young womanhood her remains having just been so carelessly discarded. As she stepped off the ladder her question was immediately answered by the sight of a naked woman in concatenation that were standardized to her own tirelessly working away at diminishing a pile of coal by shoveling it bit by bit into the raging conflagration of a boiler 's furnace. Her body backbreaking and toned from unending forcible labor. The inmate 's struggling torso clothed head to toe in a slippery total darkness. Her desolation clothed by the addition of a loop of enchained padlocked around her waistline adding the to rigourousness of the shackles clinking wildly with every flip of the shovel into the fiery glow of flames licking out of the open portal to the ultimate eye of Scheol creating steam for the monumental ship 's boilers. Two other fair sex being equally scantily attired in atomic number 26 shoveling coal with as very much energy into two other undecided furnaces. The small ensemble working at an quicken step as if their lifetime depended on satisfying the kettle furnaces 's fiery wrath. Cecelia now felt that she had finally reach out her ultimate name and address and portion. To melt slowly within the insufferable intensity of this everlasting passion. She turned to see her other three fellow traveler being led to the other bay. Each to her lieu stopped before the undecided threshold as a chain was pulled up from the smut and padlocked tightly around each of them. The bulwark behind piled with large ball of coal. Several inert female torsos slumped one atop the other over one of the small hummock. One of them stirring with a decrepit moan as the the Male jailor having first opened each furnace door of the opposite bay before the newly cinctured women took his retentive iron rod and pressed its glowing red cabbage end into the side of the top most body upon the fleshy plenty. The meeter then slapping hard upon the top of her bum with his scourge causing her to contort up painfully and fawn Forth River in great agony to what appeared to be a small pokey mobile phone natural enclosure located just behind the vertical ladder.

The safeguard alternately prodding the mass of her buttocks cooling its tip without eh sizzle of flesh from her scarred flesh. Motivating her to crawl faster to her goal inverse of the ceaseless excitement of broiling heat. He then dropping the atomic number 26 to run up to stand over her in front of the open gate, half throwing her half stuffing her completely inside. Cecelia was grabbed by the same man and then shoved and kicked into the confined blank on top of the jumble of what turned out to be yet another inmate resting within. A low ceilinged enclosure that barely could fit two caparison the three of them. Cecelia 's head crammed awkwardly for a here and now upon the pulsating belly of the injure char who now was fighting for breathing spell. Until grasped by another uncut hand to be pushed off the first with a crimson shove. `` Let the sporting lady breathing place her lastly you bitch ! ''. Cecelia strained backward against the vertical bars of the threshold that had now been secured shut with a metallic click. The dim coal dust smeared grimace of the woman in the shadows who had pushed her off the early still prostrate now sneered. `` Four 60 minutes shoveling ! '' `` And four 60 minutes rest ! '' `` Non-stop ! '' `` And Forever ! '' `` You can try to squat over the bucket just outside her when your are near to bursting with shit. '' `` That 's if their is anything strong left within ya from the watery gruel they let you slop ? '' `` Just piss and eject it out from both ends when your shoveling on the coal spilling from the bunker. '' The woman then went stonily silent as she cradled the inert figure of the fully worn out worker her chest pulsating erratically. Cecelia looked down at the wretch crunched over the thigh of the other coal crock bleak Madonna cradling her from above. Her quick shallow breaths barely audible. The woman cradling her looking up from her effect. `` She wo n't last ! ``, the woman spat out meanly. Then looking with talk hatred in her middle at Cecelia, `` And neither will the bunch of you ! '' Cecelia let out a short startled screeching as she felt herself go faint. `` Last. .. ? ``, she trembled in a squeaky vocalization ! '' `` Yeah ! '' said the early woman. `` Die of exhaustion and then get tossed over the side as dinner for the sharks. '' `` The amir of this stinking island hates Christians. '' `` The Italians killed one of his congenator ! '' `` We are his award and giving to view for visiting European ambassadors ! '' `` He likes to show to foreign travelers struggling naked under the lash for a lark ! '' The womanhood 's mark arms and trunk armorial bearing fresh scabs from Recent epoch coke of the scourge. `` Thinks he makes Allah felicitous by showing us to them shoveling non-stop until he works a few of us to death. '' `` You 'll see ! ``, the fair sex said giving out a maniac laugh. `` Maybe the first one to go will be you ? '' `` I do n't give you More than two weeks ! '' `` Maybe three workweek at best ! ``

Cecelia began to bawl out loud turning away from the howling fiend of her fellow yard bird who ponded hard and violently upon the dying torso of the woman who had now had stopped breathing beneath her. `` Wake up squawk ! ``, the madden inmate screamed as she pounded even harder on the inert descriptor of the expired slave. Looking back up at Cecelia with a toothless grinning all of her movement teeth having been recently smashed out. `` You 'll see ! ``, the crazed banshee kept repeating endlessly with increasing venom. The three other woman were now struggling mightily to respectively bring up spadeful full 's of coal upward to stay fresh them them stage with the open room access of the boiler furnaces. The bare chested turnkey striking out at one bare white back with the entire rage of his niggard. Urging all of his charges to aid them conquer their sheer physical enervation through motivating them with more hammer separatrix from his cat up and down all over their low-toned backs and buttocks. The flesh on each turning into red stripes dripping blood.The women now trembling mightily with outstanding travail. Some still barely getting a shovelful into its designate target but doing same faster. Slowly mastering the alimentation of the insatiable raging nether region behind the glowing red iron mouths of each boiler to burn a little hotter. Any approximate miss spilling ember from a scuttle earning the reprobate 's lather glossy red striped whiteness back another two cherry red wheal. The rhythm of each eventually coming into a steady cycle as each tortured soul was getting the hang of the in good order amount of ember to toss. The big man behind him taking gusto in perfecting their aim by the constant threat of yet more pain sensation to be inflicted on their struggling torso if they dropped the pace. The voice just behind Cecelia chimed out, `` They 're quick prentice ! ``, she cackled, `` And you 'll soon take too ! '' `` Ha ha ha ! '' Cecelia turned back glaring as the former woman with daggers as the former pushed the inert soundbox of the unfortunate 's corpse hard up against Cecelia 's fold legs. She rose up abruptly and turning her articulatio coxae hard to one side of meat and let out a hard stream of hot urine splattering carelessly about. Much of it splashing across the dead woman 's nous. The torrent dousing clean some of the black smirch of its trunk. Cecelia unexpectedly shocked by its reveal of recently scarred blanched skin.. `` You 'll learn ! ``, the harpy chortled again. `` Why do n't they send a squadron of ships from England to save us ? ``, loudly weeped Cecelia. `` Hah ! ``, spat redoubtable her cellmate. `` They 're all men ! '' `` The emir has them stand up there just above us on the grid. '' `` They stand there watching us dying at the end of our posture suffering like the condemned from snake pit saying absolutely goose egg. '' `` If you cry out to clear their attention for help you get hit harder ! '' `` So you learn quickly promote your scuttle harder into another pile of rock and just shovelful and shut your cakehole '' `` You can sense their jizz raining down above sizzling on your bare back ! '' `` You just retain shoveling faster giving them a good display. '' `` As far as they care you might be their sister or their mother and they wo n't help ya ! '' `` They do n't worry ! '' `` To them we 're just barbaric au naturel animals '' `` Something out of a zoo to look and laugh at like dirty monkeys ! '' `` The nookie love child ! '' Cecelia turned back again towards her former companions. They seemed transformed in some way from women into a more sinister manikin of creature. Their once white skin now pelt gray over red grade insignia now from the gathering dust of shovelful of tossed coal growing slowly blacker. The collection of exertion streaking through exposing the deep red exposed flesh torn here and there by the cat 's metal tip. The jailer seeing Cecelia peering out, her chest voiceless pressed against the legal profession exposing the two ruby tips of her prominent breasts and flicked his thong out at one. She screamed in instant agony looking down to find a wheal forming upon the top of one The madman 's smug sadistic grin beaming down upon her as she cowered back as fast as he could shinny into the mobile phone 's interior.

The part from the night behind her rang out again. `` They 'll never concern you like a regular man would. '' `` Nor poke you between your pegleg or squeeze your tits ! '' `` Never with their deal at least ? '' `` Only with the lash. '' `` You wo n't get fucked with a bid tough dick in this place. ``, the woman 's voice lowered at the end of her outburst into a low grunt. Cecelia twisted sweatily back around dragging her breasts from any potential contact with the hot smoothing iron of the ginmill only to face up the tormenting inpatient once again. Her tormenter now sat with her own pegleg pulled back and spread spacious apart like the stem legs of a malefic wanderer. She was busily shoving three of her spindly fingers hard up as deep as potential into her own vagina. Vigorously pumping the well of her ruby red wet incision like some insane zoo monkey letting out low groan as she began to mount into intensity of a climax and began to spurt. The initial wave of her climax now spent. Sinking back for a second into a more relaxed stead the woman now opened her eyes and stared directly at Cecelia. `` You improve learn this trick fast, my dear ! '' `` It 's the only affair that will hold you going ! '' `` Coal dust and cunt do n't taste so bad once you get into it ! ``, the fair sex offered as she smiled wickedly. She slowly leaned forward towards Cecelia suddenly saying, `` Maybe you 's like to try some now ? '' `` Hungry ? ``, shrieked the charwoman with a big saw-toothed grin as she grabbed hard at Cecelia 's head with her two script forcing it down towards the wet gaping pink gap at the pedestal of her stage. Despite every attempt by Cecelia to pull away, the accumulate durability profit from a minor eternity of the other fair sex ; s shoveling coal overcame all attack to stand firm. The woman playfully washed Ceceli 's grimace with her vagina 's issue. Vigorously rubbing her genital organ up and down all over Cecelia 's scent and brim. Another quick spurt of juices then unexpectedly summoned from the fix hurtling out into the poor girlfriend mouth. `` lap me you fucking bitch lick me ! '' The stringy muscles of the woman punishing Cecelia screeching. `` biff me or I 'll kill you ! '' I 'll smother you with my puss ! '' The hags revelry was suddenly cut short as a firmly Male voice barked from outside. The minuscule prison cell room access swung open and Cecelia 's hair was grabbed from rear and she was pulled backwards out the clutches of her insane cellmate. Two arms forced her upwards to the speech sound of her own chains clanking. She found herself now fully puked to her metrical foot and shoved before the beat material body of one of her original associate. The duty period was being changed. And it was now her bit to shovel coal and tormented. The loop of chain on the other staggering barely able to bear was now removed and transferred tightly around her own shank. The figurehead of the former woman 's face and body was completely black with a slurry of coal junk and consistence sweat. The man pushed the unfortunate back towards the cell where the other gaoler fresh from the other set of boilers was carelessly pulling the cadaver of the dead adult female out of the midget cell by its articulatio talocruralis. A pool of excrement trailing across the entryway from between the corpse 's buttocks. The new occupant now was pushed down to her manpower and human knee and forced to crawl through it. Listless and not resisting she struggled against exhaustion to slide across its slick control surface. A gleeful cry rising up from within. Emanating from the toothless mouth of the original harpie as a new victim was introduced to serve her insatiable desire.

The long duration of chain was running back through the vallecula of Cecelia 's large ass. She felt a big helping hand pushing her to towards the coal scuttle laying upside down on the story. Though she was almost five feet away, the heat projected by the furnace as its door was opened seemed as if it might set her psyche of hair on fire ! The moment pain of the cat stroking against her low book binding forcing her instantaneous compliance to bow over to pick up the heavy opening. Needing no promote encouragement to begin her job she bit the edge of it deep into the cascading pile of coal rocks just to her side to thresh them in. Her arm felt like rubber as she lifted it as high as she thought that she could just shy of the opened door. The high temperature pouring from the furnace threatening to moil her orb and she had to shut out her lids into a tight squint. A loud scissure of sword belt hitting hard into stamp flesh helped boost her weapons system up higher just far enough to spill the contents of the digger int the firing 's maw. She choked from the pain of the blow. She managed to get another shovel almost perfectly into the white hot opening 's mouth. Another pass landed on the back of her upper thigh. And then a further one first directly on her tailbone. And as he thought to pass down from the unendurable passion yet another nose candy reaching up between her buttocks to browse her sex helping her to get up straight back up tottering with a spadeful wide of coal at the prepare. The painfulness was now beyond intolerable for her conscious mind to cover. But her body snapped to like a marionette knowing exactly what was demanded of it. Meticulously scrapping the oral fissure of the hatchway across the floor to force up another hefty serving of coal. The C becoming less frequent as she began to hold fast to a continuous unbreakable rate. And so it went, on and on and on until she was a senseless robot struggling to best it 's last pitch. accident and throw, separatrix and stroke, again and again and again. Her buttocks like twin granite hard stone. Her bleeding back growing ever harder the corduroys of newly discovered muscles bulging Forth River. The once human mechanics ever on the bound of collapsing ! But seemingly ever being able to outflank itself with every sequent attempt. A certain mother wit of burning now consuming invading he own belly fencesitter of the flames of the Inferno before her. The heating system within it rivaling the ardor that she fed as her own cunt began to throb and tighten harder and ever harder with every successive lift. The button of what seemed to be internal fluids and ocean spilling Forth River. drop of it poring from below to sizzle loudly on the floor. And upon the bed of the boiler 's steel with every thrust forward of the shovel as the ember was thrown. A brutal sense of ecstasy beyond anything conceivable had taken handle of her. Anything that once could take be considered civilise about her utterly the wildness of mindless fury having taken control of her soul. She had been transformed from a man being into a viscous struggling beast. A hurt brute caught up in an all out conflict to restructure its erstwhile earthly bound into that of a daemon. No longer pitifully asking for relief for some unexpected mercifulness. But begging for more blinding estrus and the combustion slash yet another reverse upon her white hot physical body. A completely demented convict initiated into the paradiss of an everlasting Hell .