`` You ca n't make me stay here ! '' Quinn said, spitting the Word of God at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car.
They 'd rive up at the position of the road, international mile away from anything else. The concluding Town they 'd passed had been two hours ago, a begrimed Scottish village full of ancient 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 sass, her weapons system flung back and her fiery red tomentum whipping about her face as she shouted. The two minute from there to where they had parked had been filled with stoney silence, after her mother had dragged her back into the car, ashen faced.

They 'd follow halfway up the cobblestone path to Northern-Veil schoolhouse for young lady when Quinn suddenly stopped yelling and clawing at her mother. Through the fog of the moors, a grande stone rook loomed close by.Tall, square towboat, unadorned, but proud, stood like the standing peg of an antediluvian concept. Through the fog, shadows looked from the high windows down onto the moors.
Quinn had stopped though, to stare at a figure, tall and dark against the Robert Gray gem of the rook. Harriet Taggert stood. Her eyes, vulturine beneath her glasses, fixed on her newest… student.
'Red fuzz. Ca n't see the eyes from here, looks like clear skin .'She thought to herself. The daughter, Quinn, had started to move toward her again, now mounting the steps to her hold. The abrasive breaking wind gusted across the path, catching at the girls inadequate skirt, revealing plump pink pantie beneath. Taggert 's heart lit up, 'Generous chest, too. This one will be, interesting .'A cruel grin curled the edges of her lips.
Quinn 's eyes did n't flinch from the woman 's face. She was tall, dressed in tight Gy and blacken, she looked Whitney Young, but at the bound of her fuzz, gray had begun to infiltrate the coil. Her centre flicked to the woman 's breast, briefly awed at the taut skin across those two huge mounds.
She glanced back up at the woman 's eyes, seeing her grin wider, then Quinn turned her own middle to the trading floor, blushing.
'' Mrs.Davis, I assume ? '' Said Taggert, arranging her facial expression into a sham grin `` And this must be Quinn. ``
'' Fuck off. '' Quinn muttered.
'' Quinn ! I 'm sorry, Ms. Taggert ! '' Said Quinn 's Mother `` This is Quinn, you should phone me Jessy. If ... if you 'd like. ``
Taggert smiled cooly `` Quinn, Jessy, it 's nice to meet you both. Please, come in. '' She stepped aside, pushing the declamatory wooden door to the school open with a hand.
'' If you think I 'm going in there, your Fucking fruitcake. I 'm outta this property. Come on mum ! '' Quinn said, virtually snarling at Taggert.
Jessy opened her mouth to quench her daughter 's angriness, but before she could utter, Taggert barked at Quinn, her middle aflame with rage, but alight with joy.
'' That, will be the last metre you use that kind of words, within Northern-Veil, Danton True Young lady. I, am Ms. Harriet Taggert. You will prognosticate me Ms. Taggert, or Madame. '' She finished, and glared at Quinn with such intensity that she blushed and dropped her eyes to the base, then solemnly walked through the room access.
Jessy was so appall that she stumbled, mouth open, past Ms. Taggert and into the echoing student residence of Northern-Veil School.
Taggert grinned and followed them in calling `` first gear door on the left wing, noblewoman. shoot a seat. '' Then she shouted into another elbow room `` Alice ! Fetch the girls filing cabinet and my supplying, then organize the induction chamber. ``
Her mum proceeded into Taggert 's office staff, but Quinn hesitated at the door. She turned, and saw a petite miss walking from the room access near Taggert with a file cabinet. She wore aught but a melanize patch over her crotch. The girls modest breasts bounced gently as she walked.
Taggert said something to her, then plunged her deal into her air hole. The missy tensed, blushing up and down her consistency, her fingerbreadth tautened on the file, almost dropping it.
Taggert took the file, and turned back toward her 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 make out what is happening here, but this blank space is messed up ! We need to leave. Now. ``
Jessy turned, Isidor Feinstein Stone faced to her daughter. She looked deep into her common eyes, tracing the curvature of her face with her own eyes.
For a moment, her resolution wavered. Then the remembering 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 mother eyes, her Einstein stuttered for a second, then she yelled, `` YOU ABSOLUTE BIT- ''
Taggert stepped into the elbow room, calmly saying, `` That 's enough, thank you very much, Quinn. ''
She closed her lip and glared at Taggert, then slumped back in her chair, folding her arms against her chest.
Taggert walked around the desk, dropping the thick file onto the surface with a powderpuff of junk, and sat gently into her high game chair.
'' I'm sorry, about my girl behavior, Ms.Taggert. It 's been so operose to restrain her under ascendency since her father died. ``
'' It 's fine. Jessy. She will learn. '' Taggert said through a smile, `` Would you give me a instant ? ``
She leaned forward and flipped through the file cabinet silently. Quinn glared at her from her rear end, Jessy fiddled nervously with a button on her blouse.
Finally, Taggert sat back with a sigh, and removed the glasses which perched on the end of her olfactory organ, then began cleaning them one her skirt.
'' It seems, Quinn, that you have been a busy miss, down in the big city. '' Taggert looked at Jessy `` Do n't worry, Mrs. John Davys. We 'll keep her occupied, she 'll not be trouble any longer. ``
'' You ca n't get me do shit. ``
Taggert held up a hand to forestall Jessy 's reaction. `` No involve to argue now, Jessy. It is not your fault, Quinn chose to take those drugs, and to blow those boys. The shoplifting, the car thieving, she made all those pick, and they brought her here. ''
Quinn snorted and sat further into her chair.
`` Thank you. '' Jessy said, her center damp. `` But, how in the world are you going to be capable to see her ? I 've simply tried everything at this point ! I just.. I do n't make love what to do anymore ! ``
'' That 's rectify Taggert. I 'm gon na take the air outta here within three days, and you can book it. ``
A small smile broke across Taggert 's human face as she stood up, she moved over to the rear of her office, and pushed down on a square of the paries. A pawl resounded from the panel, and a destiny of the wall cracked open.
'' This way, dame. ``
Jessy, stood and walked towards the door.
Quinn was about to yell a rejoinder, when a jolt ran up her spinal column. She leapt from the chairman and spun around with a call. Two silvery node stuck out from the thick padding of the chairman, 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 doorway, which slammed behind her.
The room she had come into, was completely out of character for this ancient Scots castle.
All the paries were white tiled, with Theodore Harold White grouting in between. Bright Christ Within shone from the high-pitched cap, but what Quinn saw, with a shiver that traveled from the top of her read/write 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 mesa, placing a bridge player against it, lovingly. Quinn nodded slowly, backing against the wall. `` I guess you 'd have to sit on it to recover out. ``
'' I 'm not that st- '' Quinn tried to say, but a little buzz from the wall, followed by a sharp pain in her neck opening stopped her. `` Whu ? '' Quinn said, feebly.
'' Just a minuscule anesthetic. It 'll wear off momentarily. Would you give me a hand, Jessy ? ``
The two cleaning woman grabbed the fortunately slight daughter, and carried her over to the table in the center of the room. In her temporarily addled state, Quinn felt Taggert 's handwriting holding her ass, and felt it slide beneath her skirt, brushing past panties and against the soft skin of her pussy. Her whole body jolted at the touch.
The table was common cold and punishing against Quinn 's spinal column as she came out of the daze. Taggert loomed over her as she opened her eye, brandishing a yoke of large ash grey scissors hold. She jumped and pulled her arms up to champion herself, but found that she could n't. She tried to grow her head, but was stopped by restraints.
'' What the fu- Hey ! '' Quinn shouted, but stopped as Taggert slapped her across the face.
'' Try that again after the subprogram. I 'll not need such uncivilised method acting. ignominy though. '' She smiled.
A risky stab of panic swept through her, driving her to startle up and flee down the Granville Stanley Hall, but it was much to late for that gambit, her weapons system and legs had been firmly fastened to the tabular array, rendering her helpless.
In a small, almost whispered voice, Jessy asked `` W… what are you going to do to her, Ms.Taggert ? ''
'' In the following 15 minutes or so, Jessy, '' Taggert replied gently, `` we are going to take dispatch control of your daughters will. And while you do n't have to stay, I encourage you to do so. I 'm certain that after we 're finished you will be quite live up to with the results. ``
Jessy looked at her daughter lying helpless on the table, then sat down in silence on a bench that had slid from the rampart, while Taggert took her stead succeeding to Quinn.
In a cold firmly phonation, she said, `` Your daylight as a malcontent are now over. From this consequence on, you will do as you 're told, when you 're told. Do you understand me ? ''
Now almost too terrified to even speak, Quinn stared up in abject horror as Taggert began calmly cutting off her skirt with the scissor grip, not stopping until it was in a mess of decoration on the floor. The harsh woman continued to do the same to her tweed vest, until she was lying in only underwear.
A small wet spell in the midriff of her crotch.
'' P-please, I 'll do whatever you say ! Just delight do n't hurt me ! '' Quinn begged, finding her spokesperson again.
'' Very skilful, Quinn, '' Taggert said. `` You used the word 'please'twice in the same sentence ! That must be some kind of phonograph recording. But, in answer to your plea, I 'm sorry but we 're far past times the point of caring a shred about what you want. ``
Quinn gave one mighty push, trying to free herself from her chasteness, though it proved futile. When Taggert clipped off her pink bra and panties, she did n't even put up a struggle.
'' My, my. '' Harriet said softly, `` You seem to have quite a profusion of pubic hair's-breadth, covering your vagina, have n't you ? Ever heard of trimming it, like a lady ? ''
Jessy, sat in the turning point, blushed at the sight of her girl vagina, and squirmed a little in her seat. Was the surface of it vibrating a little ?
'' If all you want me to do is shave it off, I 'll be more than happy to do it now ! '' Quinn said quickly
'' I 'm sure that you are, '' Taggert replied gently, `` but I 'm afraid that 's hardly all that needs to be done here.
`` At this point '' She said, to Jessy over her shoulder. `` I usually like to let the mothers take care of shaving their girl, so if you 'd like to, I 'd be felicitous to let you do it ? ``
Jessy Jumped, tarring her hand out from between her legs, blushing and looking away. `` I see you are busy. Alice ! ``

A second door slid subject immediately, and the small blonde haired young woman walked quickly out, still naked, but for her crotch, and carrying a small blackened box.
Without a glance at Quinn, Jessy, or even Taggert, she headed right for the end of the table where she pressed a humble Theodore Harold White button. The table split with a whirring sound, and banquet outwards and a picayune upwards, until Quinn 's pussy was cattle ranch apart. She groaned and arched her back, but did not make a Bible of complaint.
The female child immediately set about her workplace, removing a blade and foam from the box, she lathered up the girls vagina, taking special endeavor to make in the foam around her labia. Quinn began to breath a little more heavily.
From the corner of the way, modest moans could be heard as Jessy looped her fingers around her clit.
The girl, Alice, quickly cleared Quinn of all hair, a task which got easier and easy as it went on, as Quinn became wetter and wetter.
When she had finished, Alice shot a backstairs coup d'oeil at Taggert, then stared Quinn in the eye, and kissed her public square on the clit. It sent footling fire raging all over her body, she 'd never had this feeling before, her whole pussy felt like it was on fire, she tried to bring her legs together, as if there was an itchiness there to scratch, but could not.
Alice left as fast as she had come, and the feeling in Quinn 's pussy subsided, leaving her with an empty, thwart ache.
Taggert watched immature Alice out of the way with a smirk. Then flicked her eyes back to Quinn 's pussy. `` You have to intromit Jessy, '' Jessy jumped up quickly, and held her hands behind her rear. `` Your daughter, has a lovely pussy. '' Jessy walked over awkwardly, sliding her ramification together as she moved. She felt the aching rut in between her pegleg as her own succus lubricated her cause. She had been so close !
She stopped in front end of her daughter spread legs, and stared directly at the now smooth, perfectly plump and pink kitty-cat.
She nodded slowly, almost mesmerized. The estrus 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 commodity flavor, it 's the survive anyone will ever see of it. '' Taggert said, smiling widely and turning her fiery eye to Quinn 's face.
Quinn cowered back, unsuccessfully, because of her harness.
'' What do you intend ? '' Jessy said, nervously, tearing her centre away and looking at Taggert.
'' All, in good fourth dimension, Jessy. offset things first. '' She replied. Then, without looking away from Quinn 's font, she pressed a button on the incline of the tabular array. A latch clicked and a small draw popped from invisible seams. She raised a belittled albumen objective into Quinn 's descent of visual modality.
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 River. A tingle shot through her snatch, and a small squeal escaped her mouth.
'' What… is that ! '' Quinn said, her heart now fixed on the dildo.
'' Let me show you. '' Taggert said. Jessy leaned her header over Taggert 's shoulder, and watched in rhapsodic captivation as Taggert inserted the cylinder into her daughter 's smooth, shaved cunt.
Quinn gasped as it slid past the outer folds of her cunt, and in a rickety representative asked, `` W-what are you doing to me ! God ! That feels great ! '' She moaned and arched her aching slit 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 enter a micro-vibrator into Quinn 's vagina. It can be activated with a removed just like this one, when her particular code is punched in. ''
She pulled a small smidge box from her pocket, and smiled cruelly. `` Each and every extremity of our staff is equipped with just such a device, and can hold her a powerful… jar late inside her pussy. ``
'' Wow… '' Jessy breathed, staring at the glistening and swelling lips of her girl pussy. `` Can… Can i, um- ''
'' I thought you 'd never ask '' Taggert said with a liberal grin, extending the remote to Jessy. `` Just punch in the number 3045, after you see that number fill the piffling CRT screen, and you 're ready to go. '' Taggert waited a moment until Jessy figured out how to enter the code number, then continued on.
'' Now, press any button from one to nine. One being the blue power and, of course, nine being the maximum. '' Her lips curved cruelly.
Unsure of quite what to do, Jessy looked to Taggert `` What numeral should I start with… ''
'' Why not try three or four, '' Taggert replied, `` you do n't need to give her too a great deal, all at once. ''
Quincy lay there, nervously waiting, feeling the slow quiver that had been building in her pussy since the dildo and been inserted, she held her breathing spell, waiting for the vibration, like a cell phone buzzing.
She grew impatient and was just about to ask a question when, like a bolt of lightning, her puss was nailed by an incessant humming that nearly induced and orgasm in the first two or three seconds.
She screamed and thrust her pelvis into the air, every fiber in her being was on fire with pleasure, she could sense the hot fiddling rod pulsing right on her g-spot.
'' My god, '' Jessy said softly, watching her daughter thrashing around on the mesa as her kitty was tortured with flood tide after climax.
Finally taking shame on her girl, Jessy shut the hummer off, allowing the spasming girl 's vagina to come back down to globe.
'' So that 's how you do it. Through their… ge..genitals. '' She said, awed.
Taggert slid her helping hand over Quinn 's twat, dragging a finger between her brim and then over her pubic mound and umbilicus, onto her heaving breast. Her whole body was lambent with a pinkish feel. `` Four. Nice choice, Jessy. It 's a full enough go orgasm. ``
Quinn 's blurry mind did n't cross-file Taggert 's words properly, her eyes focused in and out.
'' final ? I- '' Taggert cut Jessy off.
'' You 're correct in that we use their pipe organ to hold them, '' Harriet said, '' but this is only step number one. '' She paused and opened another attraction in the table, removing a large white syringe. `` We have a much more direct way of dealing with them. '' She finished, raising a syringe into the clear and giving it a quick tap.
'' What is that ! '' Jessy said, her center wide.
'' Just a local anaesthetic agent. It 's going to hurt. A lot. But less than the option. '' She said, then turned to Quinn, `` I 'm sure that you 'll just love this, young lady. '' Taggert said softly, `` It 's just what the doctor ordered. ''
'' No, please no ! '' Josiah Quincy begged in a imperfect vocalization, as the flock 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 phonograph needle with Quinn 's now glut clit, `` In fact, I can guarantee that you 'll do exactly what I say without a instant hesitation. ''
Quinn cried and tried to buck her articulatio coxae, but Taggert pressed her shoot down firmly.
'' That 's a soundly fille, '' Harriet said softly as Quinn stopped struggling and lay dead still on the examining table, `` This will sting for just a bit or two, after that you wo n't feel a affair. ''
Quinn gripped the edge of the table with all her might, but it did n't prepare her for the botheration that seared her clit. Like a hot poker, it felt thousands of metre tumid than it was, ripping through her head like shards of ice. But the bother dissipated quickly, several wet bout slid down her cheeks never the less.
'' Now, '' Taggert said, as Quinn eased and began squirming. `` I 'll set up the chief controlling mechanics in her pussy. ''
With a great slew of interest, both Jessy and Quinn peered into Taggert 's hand, where lay a lowly gold ringing that glistened brightly under the artificial igniter.
'' W-what is it, '' Quincy asked, preparing herself for the forged.
'' It 's a clit pack, '' Harriet said evenly, `` The needle constituent, '' she said coldly, and with relish, `` goes right through your clit and, out the early side. Since this is a permanent installation, a tiny drop of gold solder will keep it in place forever. ''
'' Y-you ca n't do that to me. '' Quincy shrieked, `` I-I 'll call the police or something ! Oh please, Mom ! Do n't let her maim me ! ''
Taggert looked over to Jessy, who sat there worried now. Running through her head, all the things that had happened that day, and doubts mounted. a
In a calmness clear voice Taggert said : '' Do n't get cold foundation now, Mrs. Bette Davis, this is all for the honorable. I can assure you that this clitoris tintinnabulation will do More to ascertain your daughter than anything else you could come up with. ``
'' But… But how does it make ? '' Jessy asked, shakily.
'' Well, '' Taggert replied, `` inside the ring is a microchip that works much like the vibrator. Though, as I 'm for sure you can ascertain, a vibration deep inside of a vagina is a very different thing, to the same champion directly on your clitoris. Plus, it has other… joke. ''
Jessy thought about it for a bit or so, then replied, `` I can see that, but how do you check these girls by pleasuring their p… puss, when it 's so… pleasant. ''
'' Now that, is a very good question, '' Taggert replied quickly, `` but the resolution is in the arcsecond check in this tintinnabulation, and this footling device. '' She held up a blackened, rubber oval, with a small-scale tube protruding from it.
'' What on terra firma is that, '' Joan asked perplexedly, `` it looks like a weird sanitary pad… ''
'' Sanitary pad indeed ! '' Harriets Taggert replied, `` It 's made out of material a bit like what is used in bullet test copy vests, but rubberized. It 's practically indestructible. At least, up to of resisting any effort by our girls to remove it once it 's set in berth. ''
'' But how do they… you know… '' Joan asked, taking the device from Taggert and looking it over carefully.
'' That tube time slot into the urethra. '' Harriet explained, `` They get used to it. But once the device is on, and locked in berth, it is unsufferable for a girl to sexually allay herself. Ever. The more they struggle, the worse they have to put up with. ``
'' But the ring, and the vibe… '' Jessy continued.
'' Which is the role of the second chip, it 's all very exiting. Electrifying, you might say. '' Taggert grinned.
Taggert returned her attention to Quinn 's clitoris. She pinched the engorged and still wet skin, and in a couple of seconds, she had successfully threaded the ring through the picayune head. With one hand, she threaded it in place, and with the other, she pressed a minor red push button on a cabinet by the table.
Quinn felt a small, faint deadbolt of oestrus, then nothing.
'' Good, '' Taggert announced, `` All done, now all we have to do is put the sexual abstention cover on her, and she 'll be all fixed. '' Taggert said, crouching in between Quinn 's peg.
She carefully slotted the tube on the cover song into Quinn 's urethra.
Quinn squealed and tried to pull her legs together, to block the usurpation. Unsuccessfully. The black tube slid completely in, and Quinn shuddered. As it hit the heat and moisture of the lenient and smooth flesh, the rubber flexed, spreading and molding to the soft line of business of Quinn 's pussy. Then, it tautened, gripping to the flesh, falling heyday, flat as if it had been painted on.
'' All done, she 'll be a fine pet from now on. '' Taggert stood, and pressed a clitoris to unloosen the clamp on Quinn 's limbs.
Quinn jumped, literally, at the opportunity, and ran to her mother. She could feel the movement of the vibe in her Pussy, it pulsed minutely. A little aching in her clit told her the anesthetic was beginning to wear off. But of her newly installed cover, she could feel nix, but the awkward presence of a foreign object in her urethra.
'' Let 's see how you look, honey. '' Jessy said to her girl, holding her at arms length.
'' It looks atrocious ! '' Quincy wailed, `` I do n't wan na wear this affair ! Remove it, NOW ! '' but her conflict to tug it off, even to find oneself grip on it were as fruitless as her try to escape the examining table.
All she felt was smooth skin on her pussy, the only difference being that she could not splay even a single fingerbreadth into her tight hole.
Finally she quit fighting and stood, glaring at Taggert. Waiting.
'' What ! '' She yelled across the room, at the woman who had maimed her cunt.
The next second, she discovered exactly 'what'.
All at once her clitoris seemed to erupt aflame as Taggert activated her clit doughnut, sending the poor miss reeling across the way, trying desperately to hit the piece protecting her now heavy slit. She scratched manically at her soft vulva, her succus seeping through the stuff making it harder and unvoiced to grab. A digit slipped into her virgin anus, she squealed and whipped her hands away.
'' See what we do, to bad little girl. '' Harriet said softly, turning up the tycoon, bringing her to the edge of a brutal orgasm, she fell against the wall and holler aloud as she realized the true revulsion.
She felt the ring buzz as a jolt ran all through her pussy, and the build sexual climax slipped away, leaving her empty and unsatisfied.
'' P-please, '' she moaned, as her cunt flew into overuse again.
'' The second chip… '' Jessy murmured, watching her girl blushing, and shaking. Seeing glistening succus flowing from between her legs.
'' I ca n't stand it anymore ! Please ! No more, no more… '' Quinn was so far gone that even though her snatch was a burning cauldron of sexual excitement, the overload was so dandy, that she began slipping into unconsciousness.
Jessy finally broke. She took her daughter in her munition, kissed her gently on the cheek, wished her well and quickly left the building.
Tears began forming in Quincy 's eyes when she realized that she was now truly alone.
As she slipped away into blessed sleep, her cunt exhausted, aching and unsated, she felt strong arm pick her from the floor.

To be continued ...