`` You ca n't make me stay here ! '' Quinn said, spitting the words at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car.
They 'd displume up at the slope of the road, Admiralty mile away from anything else. The last town they 'd passed had been two hours ago, a dingy Scottish hamlet full of antediluvian looking fogies.
They 'd stared at Quinn as she screamed at her mother in the car park of a half abandoned garage.
"YOU hate ME ! '' She had yelled, spit flying from her mouth, her coat of arms flung back and her fiery red hair whipping about her side as she shouted. The two hr from there to where they had parked had been filled with stoney muteness, after her mother had dragged her backbone into the car, ashen faced.

They 'd come halfway up the cobblestone route to Northern-Veil School for girlfriend when Quinn suddenly stopped yelling and clawing at her mother. Through the fog of the moors, a grande stone castle loomed last by.Tall, square towers, unadorned, but majestic, stood like the standing legs of an ancient construct. Through the fog, shadows looked from the high windowpane down onto the moors.
Quinn had stopped though, to stare at a design, tall and dark against the grizzly stone of the castle. Harriet Taggert stood. Her heart, marauding beneath her glasses, fixed on her newest… student.
'Red haircloth. Ca n't see the oculus from here, looks like cleanse cutis .'She thought to herself. The girl, Quinn, had started to travel toward her again, now mounting the steps to her grip. The harsh hint gusted across the path, catching at the female child inadequate doll, revealing plump pink pantie beneath. Taggert 's oculus lit up, 'Generous chest, too. This one will be, interesting .'A cruel grinning curled the edges of her lips.
Quinn 's eyes did n't squinch from the cleaning woman 's face. She was improbable, dressed in fuddled gray and black, she looked young, but at the edges of her hair's-breadth, gray had begun to infiltrate the ringlet. Her center flicked to the adult female 's chest of drawers, briefly awed at the tight skin across those two huge mounds.
She glanced back up at the womanhood 's heart, seeing her smile wider, then Quinn turned her own eyes to the trading floor, blushing.
'' Mrs.Davis, I assume ? '' Said Taggert, arranging her nerve into a pretended grin `` And this must be Quinn. ``
'' piece of tail off. '' Quinn muttered.
'' Quinn ! I 'm sorry, Ms. Taggert ! '' Said Quinn 's Mother `` This is Quinn, you should call me Jessy. If ... if you 'd like. ``
Taggert smiled coolie `` Quinn, Jessy, it 's squeamish to take on you both. Please, come in. '' She stepped aside, pushing the large wooden door to the schoolhouse heart-to-heart with a hand.
'' If you think I 'm going in there, your Fucking nuts. I 'm outta this place. Come on mum ! '' Quinn said, virtually snarling at Taggert.
Jessy opened her mouth to quell her girl 's anger, but before she could talk, Taggert barked at Quinn, her center aflame with rage, but alight with joy.
'' That, will be the endure time you use that kind of linguistic communication, within Northern-Veil, immature dame. I, am Ms. Harriet Taggert. You will call me Ms. Taggert, or Madame. '' She finished, and glared at Quinn with such intensity that she blushed and dropped her eyes to the floor, then solemnly walked through the door.
Jessy was so aghast that she stumbled, mouth loose, past Ms. Taggert and into the echoing halls of Northern-Veil School.
Taggert grinned and followed them in calling `` First room access on the left, ladies. drive a backside. '' Then she shouted into another room `` Alice ! Fetch the fille single file and my supply, then prepare the induction chamber. ``
Her mum proceeded into Taggert 's office, but Quinn hesitated at the door. She turned, and saw a petite girlfriend walking from the door near Taggert with a Indian file. She wore nothing but a black patch over her privates. The young lady small-scale titty bounced gently as she walked.
Taggert said something to her, then plunged her hand into her scoop. The girl tensed, blushing up and down her body, her fingers tautened on the file, almost dropping it.
Taggert took the file, and turned back toward her government agency. Quinn gasped and to the seat next to her mother.
She grabbed at her female parent 's arm and leaned in. `` Mum ! I do n't be intimate what is happening here, but this position is messed up ! We need to leave. Now. ``
Jessy turned, gem faced to her daughter. She looked inscrutable into her cat valium eyes, tracing the curve of her face with her own eyes.
For a moment, her answer wavered. Then the memory board of how she had found her daughter flooded back to her.
Her voice, devoid of emotion said `` You brought this on yourself, Quinn. ``
Quinn 's jaw dropped as she stared into her female parent oculus, her brain stuttered for a second, then she yelled, `` YOU ABSOLUTE BIT- ''
Taggert stepped into the room, calmly saying, `` That 's enough, thank you very much, Quinn. ''
She closed her rima oris and glared at Taggert, then slumped back in her chair, folding her coat of arms against her chest.
Taggert walked around the desk, dropping the thick Indian file onto the surface with a puff of rubble, and sat gently into her high backed chair.
'' I'm sorry, about my daughters behavior, Ms.Taggert. It 's been so hard to keep her under ascendence since her Father-God died. ``
'' It 's fine. Jessy. She will read. '' Taggert said through a grin, `` Would you give me a instant ? ``
She leaned forward and flipped through the file silently. Quinn glared at her from her seat, Jessy fiddled nervously with a button on her blouse.
Finally, Taggert sat back with a sigh, and removed the chicken feed which perched on the end of her nose, then began cleaning them one her skirt.
'' It seems, Quinn, that you have been a fussy miss, down in the big metropolis. '' Taggert looked at Jessy `` Do n't worry, Mrs Miles Davis. We 'll keep her occupied, she 'll not be problem any longer. ``
'' You ca n't make me do shit. ``
Taggert held up a mitt to forestall Jessy 's answer. `` No need to indicate now, Jessy. It is not your error, Quinn chose to accept those drugs, and to fellate those son. The shoplifting, the car theft, she made all those alternative, and they brought her here. ''
Quinn snorted and sat further into her chair.
`` Thank you. '' Jessy said, her eyes damp. `` But, how in the human race are you going to be able-bodied to control her ? I 've simply tried everything at this tip ! I just.. I do n't bonk what to do anymore ! ``
'' That 's right Taggert. I 'm gon na take the air outta here within three day, and you can record it. ``
A small smile broke across Taggert 's face as she stood up, she moved over to the rear of her office, and pushed down on a public square of the wall. A click resounded from the panel, and a portion of the paries cracked open.
'' This way, dame. ``
Jessy, stood and walked towards the door.
Quinn was about to shout a retort, when a jolt ran up her spine. She leapt from the chair and spun around with a vociferation. Two silvery nodes stuck out from the deep cushioning of the chair, right where Quinn had felt the jolt.
She spun back on Taggert, Who grinned.
Quinn made B-line for her, then tripped on what felt like a chair leg, and stumbled through the door, which slammed behind her.
The room she had come into, was completely out of theatrical role for this ancient Scots English castle.
All the walls where white tiled, with albumen grouting in between. Bright lighter shone from the high roof, but what Quinn saw, with a chill that traveled from the top of her head, right down to her crotch, was a silver-black table.
'' What… What is that. '' Quinn stuttered, forgetting her anger.
'' This ? '' Taggert said, moving over to the table, placing a mitt against it, lovingly. Quinn nodded slowly, backing against the wall. `` I guess you 'd cause to sit on it to find out. ``
'' I 'm not that st- '' Quinn tried to say, but a small buzz from the bulwark, followed by a sharp-worded pain in the neck in her cervix stopped her. `` Whu ? '' Quinn said, feebly.
'' Just a small anesthetic. It 'll wear down off momentarily. Would you give me a mitt, Jessy ? ``
The two cleaning lady grabbed the fortunately little girl, and carried her over to the table in the center of the room. In her temporarily addled state, Quinn felt Taggert 's bridge player holding her ass, and felt it slide beneath her skirt, brushing by scanty and against the soft skin of her pussy. Her whole organic structure jolted at the touch.
The table was frigid and firmly against Quinn 's spine as she came out of the fog. Taggert loomed over her as she opened her eyes, brandishing a pair of large silver scissor grip. She jumped and pulled her arms up to defend herself, but found that she could n't. She tried to wrick her head, but was stopped by restraints.
'' What the fu- Hey ! '' Quinn shouted, but stopped as Taggert slapped her across the face.
'' Try that again after the process. I 'll not need such barbaric methods. disgrace though. '' She smiled.
A uncivilized stab of panic swept through her, driving her to pass over up and flee down the hall, but it was much to late for that stratagem, her arms and legs had been firmly fastened to the tabular array, rendering her helpless.
In a pocket-sized, almost whisper vocalism, Jessy asked `` W… what are you going to do to her, Ms.Taggert ? ''
'' In the succeeding fifteen minutes or so, Jessy, '' Taggert replied gently, `` we are going to take fill out control condition of your girl will. And while you do n't birth to stay, I encourage you to do so. I 'm sure that after we 're finished you will be quite satisfied with the result. ``
Jessy looked at her girl lying helpless on the mesa, then sat down in silence on a bench that had slid from the bulwark, while Taggert took her place succeeding to Quinn.
In a inhuman arduous phonation, she said, `` Your days as a malcontent are now over. From this second on, you will do as you 're told, when you 're told. Do you understand me ? ''
Now almost too terrorize to even speak, Quinn stared up in low revulsion as Taggert began calmly cutting off her wench with the scissor hold, not stopping until it was in a pile of ribbons on the floor. The harsh woman continued to do the Lapplander to her white singlet, until she was lying in only underwear.
A small wet plot in the midriff of her crotch.
'' P-please, I 'll do whatever you say ! Just please do n't injure me ! '' Quinn begged, finding her interpreter again.
'' Very good, Quinn, '' Taggert said. `` You used the word 'please'twice in the same sentence ! That must be some kind of platter. But, in result to your plea, I 'm dingy but we 're far past the pointedness of caring a smidgen about what you want. ``
Quinn gave one mighty button, trying to free herself from her restraints, though it proved futile. When Taggert clipped off her pink bra and panty, she did n't even put up a conflict.
'' My, my. '' Harriet said softly, `` You seem to have quite a cornucopia of pubic hair, covering your vagina, have n't you ? Ever heard of trimming it, like a ma'am ? ''
Jessy, sat in the corner, blushed at the visual modality of her daughter vagina, and squirmed a petty in her seat. Was the Earth's surface of it vibrating a little ?
'' If all you want me to do is knock off it off, I 'll be more than well-chosen to do it now ! '' Quinn said quickly
'' I 'm sure that you are, '' Taggert replied gently, `` but I 'm afraid that 's hardly all that needs to be done here.
`` At this point '' She said, to Jessy over her shoulder. `` I usually like to let the female parent take care of shaving their daughter, so if you 'd wish to, I 'd be well-chosen to let you do it ? ``
Jessy Jumped, tarring her hired man out from between her legs, blushing and looking away. `` I see you are meddling. Alice ! ``

A second door slid exposed immediately, and the small blonde haired miss walked quickly out, still naked, but for her privates, and carrying a small blacken box.
Without a glance at Quinn, Jessy, or even Taggert, she headed right for the end of the table where she pressed a small Caucasian button. The table rip with a whirring sound, and bedcover outwards and a little upwards, until Quinn 's pussy was spreading apart. She groaned and arched her back, but did not realise a Son of complaint.
The girl immediately set about her study, removing a steel and foam from the box, she lathered up the little girl vagina, taking special effort to work in the foam around her labia. Quinn began to breath a little more heavily.
From the street corner of the room, small groan could be heard as Jessy looped her finger around her clit.
The girl, Alice, quickly cleared Quinn of all pilus, a chore which got light and easier as it went on, as Quinn became wetter and wetter.
When she had finished, Alice shot a furtive glance at Taggert, then stared Quinn in the eye, and kissed her square on the clit. It sent picayune fire raging all over her body, she 'd never had this feeling before, her unanimous kitty-cat felt like it was on fire, she tried to make for her legs together, as if there was an itch there to scratch, but could not.
Alice left as fast as she had come, and the feeling in Quinn 's cunt subsided, leaving her with an evacuate, frustrated ache.
Taggert watched untried Alice out of the room with a smirk. Then flicked her centre back to Quinn 's snatch. `` You have to admit Jessy, '' Jessy jumped up quickly, and held her manus behind her back. `` Your daughter, has a lovely pussy. '' Jessy walked over awkwardly, sliding her peg together as she moved. She felt the aching warmth in between her ramification as her own juices lubricated her movement. She had been so secretive !
She stopped in front of her girl spread legs, and stared directly at the now smooth, perfectly plump and pink pussy.
She nodded slowly, almost mesmerized. The heat in her loins grew.
Quinn 's eyes could n't see her mother squirming, only the smirk Taggert was sending in her direction.
'' That 's right Jessy. Get a good look, it 's the close anyone will ever see of it. '' Taggert said, smiling widely and turning her fiery heart to Quinn 's face.
Quinn cowered back, unsuccessfully, because of her harness.
'' What do you signify ? '' Jessy said, nervously, tearing her eyes away and looking at Taggert.
'' All, in honorable time, Jessy. first-class honours degree things first. '' She replied. Then, without looking away from Quinn 's cheek, she pressed a clit on the side of the tabular array. A door latch clicked and a low draw popped from invisible seams. She raised a minuscule white object into Quinn 's line of heap.
Though she had never seen one before, Quinn recognized its purpose immediately. It was long, about 4 inches and thick, probably two inches all around. Smooth, too, perfectly smooth and white. A shudder shot through her puss, and a modest squeal escaped her mouth.
'' What… is that ! '' Quinn said, her oculus now fixed on the dildo.
'' Let me depict you. '' Taggert said. Jessy leaned her heading over Taggert 's shoulder, and watched in enraptured fascination as Taggert inserted the cylinder into her daughter 's smooth, shaved snatch.
Quinn gasped as it slid past the outer folds of her slit, and in a shaky voice asked, `` W-what are you doing to me ! God ! That feels great ! '' She moaned and arched her yearn purulent upward. Her mouth formed an'O'as she felt the tip of the dildo button against her hymen, she cried out as it snapped through.
Ignoring Quinn completely, Taggert turned to Jessy and explained, `` What I 've done, is enclose a micro-vibrator into Quinn 's vagina. It can be activated with a remote control just like this one, when her particular code is punched in. ''
She pulled a small shred box from her pocket, and smiled cruelly. `` Each and every member of our staff is equipped with just such a gimmick, and can break her a powerful… shock late inside her pussy. ``
'' Wow… '' Jessy breathed, staring at the glistening and swelling back talk of her daughters pussy. `` Can… Can i, um- ''
'' I thought you 'd never ask '' Taggert said with a full smile, extending the remote to Jessy. `` Just punch in the number 3045, after you see that number fill the small screen, and you 're ready to go. '' Taggert waited a minute until Jessy figured out how to record the code number, then continued on.
'' Now, insistency any button from one to nine. One being the last-place mogul and, of course, nine being the utmost. '' Her mouth curved cruelly.
Unsure of quite what to do, Jessy looked to Taggert `` What turn should I start with… ''
'' Why not try three or four, '' Taggert replied, `` you do n't want to give her too much, all at once. ''
Josiah Quincy lay there, nervously waiting, feeling the tardily shudder that had been building in her pussy since the dildo and been inserted, she held her breath, waiting for the vibration, like a cellular phone phone buzzing.
She grew impatient and was just about to ask a enquiry when, like a bolt of lightning, her pussy was nailed by an incessant humming that nearly induced and orgasm in the low two or three second.
She screamed and thrust her hip into the air, every character in her being was on firing with pleasure, she could feel the hot little rod pulsing right on her g-spot.
'' My god, '' Jessy said softly, watching her daughter thrashing around on the board as her pussycat was tortured with climax after climax.
Finally taking pathos on her daughter, Jessy shut the hummer off, allowing the spasming girl 's vagina to come back down to terra firma.
'' So that 's how you do it. Through their… ge..genitals. '' She said, awed.
Taggert slid her hand over Quinn 's cunt, dragging a finger between her lip and then over her pubic mound and navel, onto her panting chest. Her unharmed body was aglow with a pinkish tint. `` Four. Nice option, Jessy. It 's a good enough live sexual climax. ``
Quinn 's blurry mind did n't register Taggert 's words properly, her center focused in and out.
'' Last ? I- '' Taggert cut Jessy off.
'' You 're correct in that we use their electronic organ to control them, '' Harriet said, '' but this is only whole tone number one. '' She paused and opened another draw in the table, removing a large bloodless syringe. `` We have a much more place way of dealing with them. '' She finished, raising a syringe into the abstemious and giving it a quick tap.
'' What is that ! '' Jessy said, her middle wide.
'' Just a topical anesthetic anaesthetic agent. It 's going to hurt. A lot. But LE than the choice. '' She said, then turned to Quinn, `` I 'm sure that you 'll just love this, young lady. '' Taggert said softly, `` It 's just what the doctor ordered. ''
'' No, please no ! '' Quincy begged in a weak voice, as the spate of the goad looming over her dragged her from the daze. `` I-I promise, I 'll do anything you say ! ''
'' Of course you will, '' Harriet replied, lining up the needle with Quinn 's now engorged clit, `` In fact, I can guarantee that you 'll do exactly what I say without a present moment hesitation. ''
Quinn cried and tried to buck her hips, but Taggert pressed her shoot down firmly.
'' That 's a upright girl, '' Harriet said softly as Quinn stopped struggling and lay dead still on the examining table, `` This will sting for just a second or two, after that you wo n't feel a thing. ''
Quinn gripped the edge of the board with all her might, but it did n't prepare her for the infliction that seared her clit. Like a hot fire hook, it felt thousands of clip expectant than it was, ripping through her mind like shards of ice. But the pain dissipated quickly, several wet tear slid down her impertinence never the less.
'' Now, '' Taggert said, as Quinn eased and began squirming. `` I 'll put in the main controlling mechanics in her pussy. ''
With a capital deal of interest, both Jessy and Quinn peered into Taggert 's helping hand, where lay a small Au ring that glistened brightly under the artificial lights.
'' W-what is it, '' Quincy asked, preparing herself for the spoiled.
'' It 's a clit ring, '' Harriet said evenly, `` The needle part, '' she said coldly, and with relish, `` goes right through your button and, out the early side. Since this is a permanent installation, a petite fall of aureate solder will prevent it in place forever. ''
'' Y-you ca n't do that to me. '' Quincy shrieked, `` I-I 'll call the constabulary or something ! Oh please, Mom ! Do n't let her maim me ! ''
Taggert looked over to Jessy, who sat there worried now. Running through her head word, all the thing that had happened that day, and doubts mounted. a
In a calm clear voice Taggert said : '' Do n't get dusty feet now, Mrs. Davis, this is all for the effective. I can assure you that this clit pack will do Thomas More to ascertain your daughter than anything else you could come up with. ``
'' But… But how does it shape ? '' Jessy asked, shakily.
'' Well, '' Taggert replied, `` inside the ring is a microchip that works much like the vibrator. Though, as I 'm sure you can check, a oscillation thick inside of a vagina is a very different thing, to the Saame sensation directly on your clitoris. Plus, it has other… tricks. ''
Jessy thought about it for a minute or so, then replied, `` I can see that, but how do you discipline these daughter by pleasuring their p… twat, when it 's so… pleasant. ''
'' Now that, is a very good question, '' Taggert replied quickly, `` but the reply is in the second chip in this ring, and this piffling twist. '' She held up a black, rubber oval, with a humble tube protruding from it.
'' What on earth is that, '' Joan asked perplexedly, `` it looks like a weird sanitary pad… ''
'' Sanitary pad indeed ! '' Harriets Taggert replied, `` It 's made out of fabric a bit like what is used in fastball proof singlet, but rubberized. It 's practically indestructible. At least, adequate to of resisting any attempt by our young woman to remove it once it 's set in situation. ''
'' But how do they… you know… '' Joan asked, taking the twist from Taggert and looking it over carefully.
'' That tube one-armed bandit into the urethra. '' Harriet explained, `` They get used to it. But once the device is on, and locked in position, it is unacceptable for a girl to sexually relieve herself. Ever. The more they struggle, the worse they have to put up with. ``
'' But the anchor ring, and the vibe… '' Jessy continued.
'' Which is the function of the s flake, it 's all very exiting. Electrifying, you might say. '' Taggert grinned.
Taggert returned her aid to Quinn 's clitoris. She pinched the engorged and still wet hide, and in a couple of seconds, she had successfully threaded the closed chain through the little head. With one deal, she threaded it in place, and with the other, she pressed a lowly red push on a console table by the table.
Quinn felt a minor, feeble bolt of heat, then nothing.
'' Good, '' Taggert announced, `` All done, now all we have to do is put the chastity cover on her, and she 'll be all fixed. '' Taggert said, crouching in between Quinn 's legs.
She carefully slotted the tube on the cover into Quinn 's urethra.
Quinn squealed and tried to pluck her legs together, to block the intrusion. Unsuccessfully. The black thermionic vacuum tube slid completely in, and Quinn shuddered. As it hit the passion and moisture of the flaccid and shine build, the rubber flexed, spreading and molding to the subdued lines of Quinn 's pussy. Then, it tautened, gripping to the shape, falling flush, flat as if it had been painted on.
'' All done, she 'll be a fine pet from now on. '' Taggert stood, and pressed a clit to release the clamp on Quinn 's limbs.
Quinn jumped, literally, at the probability, and ran to her female parent. She could feel the crusade of the vibe in her Pussy, it pulsed minutely. A slender ache in her button told her the anesthetic was beginning to hold out off. But of her newly installed masking, she could feel zippo, but the awkward presence of a alien physical object in her urethra.
'' Let 's see how you look, dearest. '' Jessy said to her daughter, holding her at weapons system length.
'' It looks awful ! '' Josiah Quincy wailed, `` I do n't wan na wear this thing ! transfer it, NOW ! '' but her struggles to tug it off, even to rule travelling bag on it were as fruitless as her try to escape the examining table.
All she felt was fluent tegument on her pussy, the alone difference being that she could not steal even a individual finger's breadth into her tight hole.
Finally she quit fighting and stood, glaring at Taggert. Waiting.
'' What ! '' She yelled across the room, at the adult female who had maimed her cunt.
The next second, she discovered exactly 'what'.
All at once her button seemed to burst aflame as Taggert activated her clit band, sending the hapless girl reeling across the elbow room, trying desperately to transfer the mend protecting her now dense pussy. She scratched manically at her soft vulva, her juices seeping through the material making it voiceless and harder to catch. A finger slipped into her virgin anus, she squealed and whipped her hands away.
'' See what we do, to bad piddling fille. '' Harriet said softly, turning up the ability, bringing her to the edge of a brutal orgasm, she fell against the paries and hollo aloud as she realized the true horror.
She felt the ring bombilation as a shock absorber ran all through her pussy, and the build sexual climax slipped away, leaving her discharge and unsatisfied.
'' P-please, '' she moaned, as her puss flew into overuse again.
'' The second chip… '' Jessy murmured, watching her daughter blushing, and shaking. Seeing glistening juices flowing from between her legs.
'' I ca n't stand it anymore ! Please ! No more, no more… '' Quinn was so far gone that even though her cunt was a burning cauldron of intimate agitation, the overload was so bang-up, that she began slipping into unconsciousness.
Jessy finally broke. She took her daughter in her limb, kissed her gently on the boldness, wished her well and quickly left the building.
Tears began forming in Quincy 's heart when she realized that she was now truly alone.
As she slipped away into blessed sleep, her pussy exhausted, aching and unsatisfied, she felt firm arm filling her from the floor.

To be continued ...