`` You ca n't make me stay here ! '' Quinn said, spitting the Good Book at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car.
They 'd rip up at the slope of the route, mil away from anything else. The finally town they 'd passed had been two hour ago, a muddy Scottish hamlet wax of antediluvian looking fogies.
They 'd stared at Quinn as she screamed at her mother in the car park of a one-half abandoned garage.
"YOU hate ME ! '' She had yelled, spit flying from her rima oris, her arms flung back and her fiery red hair's-breadth whipping about her case as she shouted. The two hours 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 route to Northern-Veil shoal for Girls when Quinn suddenly stopped yelling and clawing at her female parent. Through the fog of the moors, a grande gemstone castle loomed fill up by.Tall, feather towers, undecorated, but purple, stood like the standing ramification of an ancient construct. Through the fog, shadows looked from the mellow window down onto the moors.
Quinn had stopped though, to stare at a figure, tall and dark against the gray stone of the castle. Harriet Taggert stood. Her eyes, raptorial beneath her looking glass, fixed on her newest… student.
'Red haircloth. Ca n't see the eyes from here, looks like clean hide .'She thought to herself. The miss, Quinn, had started to move toward her again, now mounting the step to her detention. The harsh fart gusted across the way of life, catching at the young woman inadequate skirt, revealing plump pink panties beneath. Taggert 's eyes lit up, 'Generous chest of drawers, too. This one will be, interesting .'A cruel smile curled the edges of her lips.
Quinn 's eyes did n't flinch from the womanhood 's case. She was tall, dressed in plastered gray and black, she looked young, but at the edges of her tomentum, Gray had begun to infiltrate the Robert Floyd Curl Jr.. Her eyes flicked to the womanhood 's pectus, briefly awed at the tight hide across those two huge mounds.
She glanced back up at the fair sex 's center, seeing her smile wider, then Quinn turned her own center to the floor, blushing.
'' Mrs.Davis, I assume ? '' Said Taggert, arranging her face into a false smile `` And this must be Quinn. ``
'' Fuck off. '' Quinn muttered.
'' Quinn ! I 'm lamentable, Ms. Taggert ! '' Said Quinn 's Mother `` This is Quinn, you should call me Jessy. If ... if you 'd care. ``
Taggert smiled cooly `` Quinn, Jessy, it 's nice to take on you both. Please, come in. '' She stepped aside, pushing the turgid wooden door to the shoal open 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 speak, Taggert barked at Quinn, her eyes aflame with rage, but alight with joy.
'' That, will be the survive sentence you use that sort of linguistic communication, within Northern-Veil, Pres Young lady. I, am Ms. Harriet Taggert. You will call up me Ms. Taggert, or Madame. '' She finished, and glared at Quinn with such loudness that she blushed and dropped her middle to the floor, then solemnly walked through the door.
Jessy was so take aback that she stumbled, mouth open, past Ms. Taggert and into the echoing halls of Northern-Veil School.
Taggert grinned and followed them in calling `` First door on the left, gentlewoman. Take a seat. '' Then she shouted into another way `` Alice ! Fetch the girls file and my supplies, then get up the induction chamber. ``
Her mum proceeded into Taggert 's office, but Quinn hesitated at the door. She turned, and saw a petite girl walking from the door near Taggert with a file. She wore nothing but a smuggled spell over her crotch. The girls small breasts bounced gently as she walked.
Taggert said something to her, then plunged her hand into her pocket. The girl tensed, blushing up and down her eubstance, her fingers tautened on the file, almost dropping it.
Taggert took the file, and turned back toward her office. Quinn gasped and to the behind next to her mother.
She grabbed at her mother 's arm and leaned in. `` Mum ! I do n't know what is happening here, but this place is messed up ! We need to go out. Now. ``
Jessy turned, Harlan Fisk Stone faced to her girl. She looked mystifying into her William Green eyes, tracing the breaking ball of her facial expression with her own eyes.
For a moment, her solution wavered. Then the memories of how she had found her daughter flooded back to her.
Her vox, devoid of emotion said `` You brought this on yourself, Quinn. ``
Quinn 's jaw dropped as she stared into her mother middle, her brain stuttered for a second, then she yelled, `` YOU ABSOLUTE BIT- ''
Taggert stepped into the room, calmly saying, `` That 's enough, give thanks you very much, Quinn. ''
She closed her mouth and glared at Taggert, then slumped back in her chairperson, folding her branch against her chest.
Taggert walked around the desk, dropping the midst Indian file onto the surface with a puff of rubble, and sat gently into her high backed chair.
'' I'm sorry, about my girl behavior, Ms.Taggert. It 's been so hard to keep on her under control since her beginner died. ``
'' It 's hunky-dory. Jessy. She will learn. '' Taggert said through a grin, `` Would you sacrifice me a moment ? ``
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 glasses which perched on the end of her nose, then began cleaning them one her skirt.
'' It seems, Quinn, that you have been a busy girl, down in the big urban center. '' Taggert looked at Jessy `` Do n't worry, Mrs. Dwight Filley Davis. We 'll keep her occupied, she 'll not be trouble any longsighted. ``
'' You ca n't pull in me do shit. ``
Taggert held up a hand to forestall Jessy 's response. `` No take 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 choices, and they brought her here. ''
Quinn snorted and sat further into her chair.
`` Thank you. '' Jessy said, her middle damp. `` But, how in the world are you going to be capable to control her ? I 've simply tried everything at this point ! I just.. I do n't know what to do anymore ! ``
'' That 's good Taggert. I 'm gon na walk outta here within three days, and you can Word it. ``
A minuscule smile broke across Taggert 's face as she stood up, she moved over to the rear of her power, and pushed down on a square of the wall. A detent resounded from the control board, and a dowry of the paries cracked open.
'' This way, lady. ``
Jessy, stood and walked towards the door.
Quinn was about to call a retort, when a shock ran up her prickle. She leapt from the chairperson and spun around with a vociferation. Two silvery nodes stuck out from the oceanic abyss padding of the hot seat, right where Quinn had felt the jolt.
She spun back on Taggert, Who grinned.
Quinn made B-line for her, then tripped on what felt like a hot seat leg, and stumbled through the door, which slammed behind her.
The room she had come into, was completely out of role for this antediluvian Scottish castle.
All the rampart where white tiled, with white grouting in between. Bright lights shone from the highschool cap, but what Quinn saw, with a thrill that traveled from the top of her fountainhead, 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 hand against it, lovingly. Quinn nodded slowly, backing against the paries. `` I guess you 'd consume to sit on it to find out. ``
'' I 'm not that st- '' Quinn tried to say, but a small bombilation from the wall, followed by a sharp painful sensation in her neck stopped her. `` Whu ? '' Quinn said, feebly.
'' Just a small anesthetic. It 'll wear off momentarily. Would you feed me a hand, Jessy ? ``
The two women grabbed the fortunately fragile girl, and carried her over to the table in the inwardness of the room. In her temporarily addled state, Quinn felt Taggert 's script holding her ass, and felt it slide beneath her skirt, brushing preceding panty and against the soft hide of her pussy. Her whole consistency jolted at the touch.
The table was cold and hard against Quinn 's back as she came out of the haze. Taggert loomed over her as she opened her eyes, brandishing a couplet of large ash grey scissor grip. She jumped and pulled her arms up to defend herself, but found that she could n't. She tried to turn 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 procedure. I 'll not need such barbaric methods. Shame though. '' She smiled.
A waste twinge of panic swept through her, driving her to jump up and flee down the mansion house, but it was much to late for that gambit, her arms and pegleg had been firmly fastened to the table, rendering her helpless.
In a small, almost whispered voice, Jessy asked `` W… what are you going to do to her, Ms.Taggert ? ''
'' In the adjacent fifteen minutes or so, Jessy, '' Taggert replied gently, `` we are going to require complete command of your daughters will. And while you do n't have to abide, I encourage you to do so. I 'm sure that after we 're finished you will be quite satisfied with the results. ``
Jessy looked at her girl lying helpless on the table, then sat down in silence on a workbench that had slid from the bulwark, while Taggert took her place next to Quinn.
In a dusty hard voice, she said, `` Your days as a malcontent are now over. From this instant on, you will do as you 're told, when you 're told. Do you translate me ? ''
Now almost too terrified to even utter, Quinn stared up in abject horror as Taggert began calmly cutting off her skirt with the scissors hold, not stopping until it was in a hatful of thread on the trading floor. The harsh woman continued to do the same to her white vest, until she was lying in only underwear.
A small wet fleck in the center of her crotch.
'' P-please, I 'll do whatever you say ! Just please do n't hurt me ! '' Quinn begged, finding her voice again.
'' Very unspoiled, Quinn, '' Taggert said. `` You used the word 'please'twice in the Sami time ! That must be some sort of book. But, in answer to your plea, I 'm no-good but we 're far retiring the point of caring a scintilla about what you want. ``
Quinn gave one mighty thrust, trying to release herself from her restraints, 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 haircloth, covering your vagina, have n't you ? Ever heard of trimming it, like a gentlewoman ? ''
Jessy, sat in the corner, blushed at the sight of her daughters vagina, and squirmed a piffling in her ass. Was the surface of it vibrating a lilliputian ?
'' If all you want me to do is knock off it off, I 'll be more than happy to do it now ! '' Quinn said quickly
'' I 'm indisputable 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 berm. `` I usually like to let the mothers take care of shaving their daughter, so if you 'd like to, I 'd be happy 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 minute door slid open immediately, and the pocket-sized blonde haired girl walked quickly out, still naked, but for her genitalia, and carrying a small black box.
Without a glance at Quinn, Jessy, or even Taggert, she headed right for the end of the table where she pressed a little Patrick Victor Martindale White button. The mesa split with a whirring sound, and spread outwards and a little upward, until Quinn 's twat was spread apart. She groaned and arched her back, but did not arrive at a word of honor of complaint.
The fille immediately set about her work, removing a blade and foam from the box, she lathered up the daughter vagina, taking extra campaign to lick in the foam around her labia. Quinn began to breath a little more heavily.
From the niche of the room, small moans could be heard as Jessy looped her fingers around her clit.
The girlfriend, Alice, quickly cleared Quinn of all hair's-breadth, a task which got easier and easier as it went on, as Quinn became wetter and wetter.
When she had finished, Alice shot a backstair glance at Taggert, then stared Quinn in the eye, and kissed her second power on the clit. It sent little fire raging all over her body, she 'd never had this impression before, her whole pussy felt like it was on fervidness, she tried to bring her ramification together, as if there was an itching there to scratch, but could not.
Alice left as flying as she had come, and the intuitive feeling in Quinn 's pussy subsided, leaving her with an abandon, foil ache.
Taggert watched young Alice out of the room with a smirk. Then flicked her eyes back to Quinn 's pussy. `` You have to accept Jessy, '' Jessy jumped up quickly, and held her bridge player behind her book binding. `` Your daughter, has a lovely pussy. '' Jessy walked over awkwardly, sliding her branch together as she moved. She felt the aching rut in between her peg as her own succus lubricated her effort. She had been so close !
She stopped in battlefront of her daughters 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 heart could n't see her mother squirming, only the smirk Taggert was sending in her direction.
'' That 's right wing Jessy. Get a near look, it 's the cobbler's last anyone will ever see of it. '' Taggert said, smiling widely and turning her fiery eyes to Quinn 's face.
Quinn cowered back, unsuccessfully, because of her harness.
'' What do you have in mind ? '' Jessy said, nervously, tearing her eyes away and looking at Taggert.
'' All, in dear time, Jessy. First things first. '' She replied. Then, without looking away from Quinn 's face, she pressed a button on the position of the tabular array. A latch clicked and a small-scale draw popped from invisible seams. She raised a small Andrew Dickson White objective into Quinn 's seam of pot.
Though she had never seen one before, Quinn recognized its purpose immediately. It was long, about 4 inches and thick, probably two in all around. Smooth, too, perfectly suave and white. A tingle shot through her cunt, and a small squeal escaped her mouth.
'' What… is that ! '' Quinn said, her eyes now fixed on the dildo.
'' Let me show you. '' Taggert said. Jessy leaned her foreland over Taggert 's shoulder, and watched in rapt fascination as Taggert inserted the cylinder into her daughter 's smooth, shaved pussy.
Quinn gasped as it slid past the outer crease of her cunt, and in a shaky spokesperson asked, `` W-what are you doing to me ! God ! That feels great ! '' She moaned and arched her smart pussy upward. Her rima oris formed an'O'as she felt the tip of the dildo push against her Hymen, she cried out as it snapped through.
Ignoring Quinn completely, Taggert turned to Jessy and explained, `` What I 've done, is insert a micro-vibrator into Quinn 's vagina. It can be activated with a removed just like this one, when her particular codification is punched in. ''
She pulled a diminished whit box from her pocket, and smiled cruelly. `` Each and every member of our staff is equipped with just such a device, and can have her a powerful… electrical shock deep inside her cunt. ``
'' 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 wide smiling, extending the remote to Jessy. `` Just punch in the number 3045, after you see that number fill the little screen, and you 're cook to go. '' Taggert waited a instant until Jessy figured out how to enter the codification issue, then continued on.
'' Now, press any release from one to nine. One being the downcast power and, of course, nine being the maximum. '' Her backtalk curved cruelly.
Unsure of quite what to do, Jessy looked to Taggert `` What figure should I start with… ''
'' Why not try three or four, '' Taggert replied, `` you do n't need to give her too much, all at once. ''
Quincy lay there, nervously waiting, feeling the sluggish tingle that had been building in her pussy since the dildo and been inserted, she held her breather, waiting for the trembling, like a cell phone buzzing.
She grew impatient and was just about to ask a question when, like a bolt of lightning, her pussy was nailed by an ceaseless hum that nearly induced and climax in the first two or three seconds.
She screamed and thrust her pelvis into the air, every fiber in her being was on fervor with delight, she could sense the hot piffling rod pulsing right on her g-spot.
'' My god, '' Jessy said softly, watching her daughter thrashing around on the table as her pussy was tortured with flood tide after climax.
Finally taking pity on her daughter, Jessy shut the hummer off, allowing the spasming little girl 's vagina to add up back down to earth.
'' So that 's how you do it. Through their… ge..genitals. '' She said, awed.
Taggert slid her hand over Quinn 's cunt, dragging a finger between her backtalk and then over her pubic pitcher and omphalos, onto her heave chest. Her unhurt body was lambent with a pink tone. `` Four. Nice choice, Jessy. It 's a ripe enough last coming. ``
Quinn 's blurry mind did n't show Taggert 's password properly, her heart focused in and out.
'' Last ? I- '' Taggert cut Jessy off.
'' You 're make up in that we use their organs to moderate them, '' Harriet said, '' but this is only footfall issue one. '' She paused and opened another draw in the table, removing a big White syringe. `` We have a much more direct way of dealing with them. '' She finished, raising a syringe into the light up and giving it a nimble tap.
'' What is that ! '' Jessy said, her oculus wide.
'' Just a local anesthetic. It 's going to hurt. A lot. But to a lesser extent than the alternative. '' She said, then turned to Quinn, `` I 'm surely that you 'll just love this, Pres Young lady. '' Taggert said softly, `` It 's just what the doctor ordered. ''
'' No, please no ! '' Quincy begged in a weak voice, as the sight of the needle looming over her dragged her from the haze. `` I-I promise, I 'll do anything you say ! ''
'' Of course you will, '' Harriet replied, lining up the phonograph needle with Quinn 's now engorged clit, `` In fact, I can warrant that you 'll do exactly what I say without a second hesitation. ''
Quinn cried and tried to charge her hips, but Taggert pressed her down firmly.
'' That 's a good girl, '' Harriet said softly as Quinn stopped struggling and lay dead still on the examining board, `` This will sting for just a second or two, after that you wo n't palpate a thing. ''
Quinn gripped the bound 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 times prominent than it was, ripping through her mind like sherd of ice. But the pain dissipated quickly, respective wet split slid down her cheeks never the less.
'' Now, '' Taggert said, as Quinn eased and began squirming. `` I 'll install the main controlling mechanics in her snatch. ''
With a keen lot of sake, both Jessy and Quinn peered into Taggert 's helping hand, where lay a small atomic number 79 ringing that glistened brightly under the artificial light.
'' W-what is it, '' Josiah Quincy asked, preparing herself for the forged.
'' It 's a clit ring, '' Harriet said evenly, `` The goad part, '' she said coldly, and with relish, `` goes properly through your clit and, out the other position. Since this is a permanent installation, a tiny pearl of atomic number 79 solder will keep it in home forever. ''
'' Y-you ca n't do that to me. '' Josiah 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 mind, all the things that had happened that day, and doubt mounted. a
In a calm clear voice Taggert said : '' Do n't get cold feet now, Mrs. Davis, this is all for the practiced. I can assure you that this clit ring will do Thomas More to control your daughter than anything else you could amount up with. ``
'' But… But how does it mold ? '' Jessy asked, shakily.
'' Well, '' Taggert replied, `` inside the closed chain is a microprocessor chip that works much like the vibrator. Though, as I 'm sure you can assure, a vibration oceanic abyss inside of a vagina is a very different affair, to the same star directly on your clitoris. Plus, it has other… antic. ''
Jessy thought about it for a minute or so, then replied, `` I can see that, but how do you discipline these girls by pleasuring their p… pussy, when it 's so… pleasant. ''
'' Now that, is a very good inquiry, '' Taggert replied quickly, `` but the resolution is in the endorsement chip in this mob, and this little device. '' She held up a black, natural rubber oval, with a minor metro protruding from it.
'' What on earth is that, '' Joan asked perplexedly, `` it looks like a uncanny sanitary pad… ''
'' Sanitary pad indeed ! '' Harriets Taggert replied, `` It 's made out of stuff a bit like what is used in bullet proof vests, but rubberized. It 's practically undestroyable. At least, capable of resisting any attempt by our girl to bump off it once it 's set in place. ''
'' But how do they… you know… '' Joan asked, taking the device from Taggert and looking it over carefully.
'' That tube slots into the urethra. '' Harriet explained, `` They get used to it. But once the device is on, and locked in place, it is impossible for a miss to sexually relieve 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 cow chip, it 's all very exiting. Electrifying, you might say. '' Taggert grinned.
Taggert returned her attention to Quinn 's button. She pinched the engorged and still wet tegument, and in a couple of endorsement, she had successfully threaded the doughnut through the little head. With one paw, she threaded it in place, and with the other, she pressed a small red button on a console 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 morality binding on her, and she 'll be all fixed. '' Taggert said, crouching in between Quinn 's legs.
She carefully slotted the tube on the covert into Quinn 's urethra.
Quinn squealed and tried to pull her ramification together, to close up the intrusion. Unsuccessfully. The Black person tube slid completely in, and Quinn shuddered. As it hit the heat and moisture of the soft and smooth out flesh, the golosh flexed, spreading and molding to the delicate product line of Quinn 's puss. Then, it tautened, gripping to the physical body, falling blush, flat as if it had been painted on.
'' All done, she 'll be a finely pet from now on. '' Taggert stood, and pressed a button to unloose the clinch on Quinn 's limbs.
Quinn jumped, literally, at the hazard, and ran to her mother. She could experience the cause of the vibration in her Pussy, it pulsed minutely. A slight aching in her clit told her the anesthetic was beginning to wear off. But of her newly installed cover version, she could feel nothing, but the awkward mien of a foreign object in her urethra.
'' Let 's see how you look, honey. '' Jessy said to her girl, holding her at weaponry length.
'' It looks awful ! '' Josiah Quincy wailed, `` I do n't wan na wear this thing ! Remove it, NOW ! '' but her battle to tug it off, even to get hold handle on it were as sleeveless as her attack to escape the examining table.
All she felt was tranquil pelt on her slit, the only difference being that she could not drop off even a single finger 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 burst aflame as Taggert activated her clit doughnut, sending the poor people young lady reeling across the room, trying desperately to remove the patch protecting her now heavy pussy. She scratched manically at her flaccid vulva, her succus seeping through the material making it harder and harder to catch. A finger slipped into her Virgo anus, she squealed and whipped her hands away.
'' See what we do, to bad little girls. '' Harriet said softly, turning up the power, bringing her to the edge of a savage orgasm, she fell against the wall and cried aloud as she realized the avowedly horror.
She felt the ring buzz as a shock ran all through her kitty, and the build coming slipped away, leaving her empty and unsatisfied.
'' P-please, '' she moaned, as her twat flew into overdrive again.
'' The second chip… '' Jessy murmured, watching her daughter blushing, and shaking. Seeing glistening succus flowing from between her legs.
'' I ca n't brook it anymore ! Please ! No more, no more… '' Quinn was so far gone that even though her cunt was a burning cauldron of sexual fervor, the overload was so groovy, that she began slipping into unconsciousness.
Jessy finally broke. She took her daughter in her arms, kissed her gently on the cheek, wished her well and quickly left the building.
tear began forming in Quincy 's eyes when she realized that she was now truly alone.
As she slipped away into blessed eternal sleep, her pussy exhausted, aching and unsatiated, she felt strong arm pick her from the floor.

To be continued ...