`` You ca n't make me stay here ! '' Quinn said, spitting the countersign at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car.
They 'd pulled up at the side of the road, knot away from anything else. The last Ithiel 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 arms flung back and her fiery red hair whipping about her font 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 come halfway up the cobblestone path to Northern-Veil shoal for girl when Quinn suddenly stopped yelling and clawing at her mother. Through the fog of the moorland, a grande Harlan Fisk Stone castle loomed near by.Tall, square column, unadorned, but majestic, stood like the standing legs of an ancient construct. Through the fog, shadows looked from the high school windows down onto the moors.
Quinn had stopped though, to stare at a figure, tall and iniquity against the Asa Gray stone of the castle. Harriet Taggert stood. Her eyes, raptorial beneath her glasses, fixed on her newest… student.
'Red hair. Ca n't see the middle from here, looks like cleanse skin .'She thought to herself. The girl, Quinn, had started to move toward her again, now mounting the steps to her hold. The abrasive nothingness gusted across the path, catching at the missy inadequate skirt, revealing plump pink panties beneath. Taggert 's eyes lit up, 'Generous chest of drawers, too. This one will be, interesting .'A cruel smiling curled the edges of her lips.
Quinn 's centre did n't squinch from the cleaning woman 's face. She was marvellous, dressed in tight gray and grim, she looked Whitney Young, but at the sharpness of her hair's-breadth, gray had begun to infiltrate the curls. Her middle flicked to the woman 's thorax, briefly awed at the taut skin across those two huge mounds.
She glanced back up at the woman 's eyes, seeing her smile wider, then Quinn turned her own eye to the level, blushing.
'' Mrs.Davis, I assume ? '' Said Taggert, arranging her face into a fictive grin `` And this must be Quinn. ``
'' Fuck off. '' Quinn muttered.
'' Quinn ! I 'm sorry, Ms. Taggert ! '' Said Quinn 's female parent `` This is Quinn, you should call me Jessy. If ... if you 'd like. ``
Taggert smiled cooly `` Quinn, Jessy, it 's decent to meet you both. Please, come in. '' She stepped aside, pushing the large wooden door to the schoolhouse give with a hand.
'' If you think I 'm going in there, your Fucking nut. I 'm outta this post. issue forth on mum ! '' Quinn said, virtually snarling at Taggert.
Jessy opened her oral cavity to appease her daughter 's anger, but before she could talk, Taggert barked at Quinn, her eyes aflame with rage, but alight with joy.
'' That, will be the lowest time you use that variety of language, within Northern-Veil, untested noblewoman. 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 trading floor, then solemnly walked through the door.
Jessy was so shocked that she stumbled, mouth clear, retiring Ms. Taggert and into the echoing halls of Northern-Veil School.
Taggert grinned and followed them in calling `` First threshold on the left, ladies. Take a nates. '' Then she shouted into another room `` Alice ! Fetch the girls file and my supplying, then organize the induction chamber. ``
Her mum proceeded into Taggert 's office, but Quinn hesitated at the threshold. She turned, and saw a petite fille walking from the door near Taggert with a Indian file. She wore zip but a dim temporary hookup over her crotch. The girls small breasts 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 consistence, her finger tautened on the file, almost dropping it.
Taggert took the Indian file, and turned back toward her federal agency. Quinn gasped and to the keister future to her mother.
She grabbed at her female parent 's arm and leaned in. `` Mum ! I do n't know what is happening here, but this space is messed up ! We need to depart. Now. ``
Jessy turned, Lucy Stone faced to her daughter. She looked late into her fleeceable eyes, tracing the bender of her face with her own eyes.
For a present moment, her solvent wavered. Then the memories 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 mothers centre, her brain stuttered for a second, then she yelled, `` YOU ABSOLUTE BIT- ''
Taggert stepped into the room, calmly saying, `` That 's sufficiency, thank you very much, Quinn. ''
She closed her mouth and glared at Taggert, then slumped back in her chairman, folding her weapon system against her chest.
Taggert walked around the desk, dropping the midst Indian file onto the surface with a puff of air of dust, and sat gently into her high punt chair.
'' I'm sorry, about my daughters behavior, Ms.Taggert. It 's been so backbreaking to keep her under control since her Father of the Church died. ``
'' It 's mulct. Jessy. She will hear. '' Taggert said through a smile, `` Would you give me a moment ? ``
She leaned forward and flipped through the data file silently. Quinn glare at her from her seat, Jessy fiddled nervously with a clitoris on her blouse.
Finally, Taggert sat back with a suspiration, 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 city. '' Taggert looked at Jessy `` Do n't worry, Mrs Davis. We 'll keep her occupied, she 'll not be worry any longer. ``
'' You ca n't create me do make. ``
Taggert held up a hired hand to counter Jessy 's response. `` No postulate to contend now, Jessy. It is not your break, Quinn chose to drive those drugs, and to suck those boy. The shoplifting, the car larceny, she made all those choices, and they brought her here. ''
Quinn snorted and sat further into her chair.
`` Thank you. '' Jessy said, her oculus damp. `` But, how in the world are you going to be able to hold in her ? I 've simply tried everything at this point ! I just .. I do n't know what to do anymore ! ``
'' That 's right Taggert. I 'm gon na walk outta here within three days, and you can Christian Bible it. ``
A small-scale smiling broke across Taggert 's fount as she stood up, she moved over to the rear of her office, and pushed down on a foursquare of the wall. A click resounded from the control board, and a parcel of the wall cracked open.
'' This way, gentlewoman. ``
Jessy, stood and walked towards the door.
Quinn was about to yell a retort, when a shock ran up her prickle. She leapt from the chairman and spun around with a shout. Two silvery guest stuck out from the rich padding 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 elbow room she had come into, was completely out of character for this antediluvian Scottish castle.
All the walls were white tiled, with white grouting in between. Bright lights shone from the gamy roof, but what Quinn saw, with a shake that traveled from the top of her head, right down to her private parts, was a silver-black table.
'' What… What is that. '' Quinn stuttered, forgetting her anger.
'' This ? '' Taggert said, moving over to the tabular array, placing a paw against it, lovingly. Quinn nodded slowly, backing against the rampart. `` I guess you 'd consume to sit on it to receive out. ``
'' I 'm not that st- '' Quinn tried to say, but a small buzz from the wall, followed by a sharp pain in her neck opening stopped her. `` Whu ? '' Quinn said, feebly.
'' Just a little anaesthetic agent. It 'll fatigue off momentarily. Would you give me a hand, Jessy ? ``
The two women 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 hand holding her ass, and felt it slide beneath her dame, brushing past panties and against the soft skin of her cunt. Her unscathed body jolted at the touch.
The table was frigid and hard against Quinn 's backbone as she came out of the stupor. Taggert loomed over her as she opened her eyes, brandishing a couplet of enceinte silver scissors. She jumped and pulled her arms up to defend herself, but found that she could n't. She tried to become 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 function. I 'll not call for such barbaric methods. Shame though. '' She smiled.
A wild stab of panic swept through her, driving her to jump up and take flight down the hall, but it was much to late for that gambit, her arms and stage 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 next fifteen minutes or so, Jessy, '' Taggert replied gently, `` we are going to take stark control of your girl will. And while you do n't birth to stick around, I encourage you to do so. I 'm sure that after we 're finished you will be quite satisfied with the termination. ``
Jessy looked at her daughter lying helpless on the tabular array, then sat down in silence on a bench that had slid from the wall, while Taggert took her situation following to Quinn.
In a dusty intemperate part, she said, `` Your days as a malcontent are now over. From this moment on, you will do as you 're told, when you 're told. Do you understand me ? ''
Now almost too panic-struck to even speak, Quinn stared up in abject revulsion as Taggert began calmly cutting off her dame with the scissors, not stopping until it was in a pile of thread on the floor. The harsh womanhood continued to do the same to her white singlet, until she was lying in only underwear.
A small wet darn in the middle of her crotch.
'' P-please, I 'll do whatever you say ! Just delight do n't offend me ! '' Quinn begged, finding her voice again.
'' Very in effect, Quinn, '' Taggert said. `` You used the discussion 'please'twice in the same conviction ! That must be some kind of record. But, in answer to your plea, I 'm blue but we 're far past the point of caring a tittle about what you want. ``
Quinn gave one mighty push, trying to relieve herself from her simpleness, though it proved futile. When Taggert clipped off her pink bra and scanty, she did n't even put up a struggle.
'' My, my. '' Harriet said softly, `` You seem to have quite a profusion of pubic hair, covering your vagina, have n't you ? Ever heard of trimming it, like a ma'am ? ''
Jessy, sat in the quoin, blushed at the tidy sum of her girl vagina, and squirmed a niggling in her buttocks. Was the surface of it vibrating a little ?
'' If all you want me to do is shave it off, I 'll be more than well-chosen to do it now ! '' Quinn said quickly
'' I 'm sure as shooting 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 fear of shaving their daughters, 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 bit threshold slid open immediately, and the lowly blond haired girl walked quickly out, still naked, but for her crotch, and carrying a small black box.
Without a glance at Quinn, Jessy, or even Taggert, she headed right for the end of the tabular array where she pressed a small white button. The table split with a whirring sound, and spread outwards and a niggling upwards, until Quinn 's pussy was open apart. She groaned and arched her back, but did not make a word of complaint.
The female child immediately set about her workplace, removing a steel and foam from the box, she lathered up the miss vagina, taking special effort to work in the foam around her labia. Quinn began to breath a little more heavily.
From the recess of the way, small-scale groan could be heard as Jessy looped her digit around her clit.
The girl, Alice, quickly cleared Quinn of all hair, a task which got easier and easier as it went on, as Quinn became wetter and wetter.
When she had finished, Alice shot a backstairs glance at Taggert, then stared Quinn in the eye, and kissed her square on the clit. It sent petty fire raging all over her dead body, she 'd never had this feeling before, her whole pussy felt like it was on firing, she tried to bring her legs together, as if there was an itch there to scratch, but could not.
Alice left as flying as she had come, and the feel in Quinn 's pussy subsided, leaving her with an vacuous, disappointed ache.
Taggert watched new Alice out of the room with a smirk. Then flicked her eyes back to Quinn 's pussy. `` You have to admit Jessy, '' Jessy jumped up quickly, and held her manpower behind her vertebral column. `` Your girl, has a lovely pussy. '' Jessy walked over awkwardly, sliding her branch together as she moved. She felt the aching heat in between her legs as her own juice lubricated her bm. She had been so close !
She stopped in front of her daughters spread stage, and stared directly at the now smooth, perfectly plump and ping puss.
She nodded slowly, almost mesmerized. The heat in her loins grew.
Quinn 's center could n't see her mother squirming, only the smirk Taggert was sending in her direction.
'' That 's right Jessy. Get a good face, it 's the concluding 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 mean ? '' Jessy said, nervously, tearing her center away and looking at Taggert.
'' All, in good fourth dimension, Jessy. low things first. '' She replied. Then, without looking away from Quinn 's face, she pressed a push on the side of the board. A latch clicked and a pocket-sized haul popped from unseeable seam. She raised a pocket-size white physical object into Quinn 's line of sight.
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 prickling dig through her pussy, and a low 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 caput over Taggert 's shoulder, and watched in rapt fascination as Taggert inserted the cylinder into her girl 's smooth, shaved pussy.
Quinn gasped as it slid past the outer folds of her cunt, and in a shivering voice asked, `` W-what are you doing to me ! God ! That feels great ! '' She moaned and arched her yearn pussy upward. Her mouthpiece formed an'O'as she felt the tip of the dildo pushing against her Hymen, she cried out as it snapped through.
Ignoring Quinn completely, Taggert turned to Jessy and explained, `` What I 've done, is inset a micro-vibrator into Quinn 's vagina. It can be activated with a remote just like this one, when her finical codification is punched in. ''
She pulled a lowly smidgin box from her pouch, and smiled cruelly. `` Each and every member of our staff is equipped with just such a gimmick, and can generate her a powerful… shock oceanic abyss inside her kitty. ``
'' Wow… '' Jessy breathed, staring at the glistening and swelling lips of her daughters 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 numeral 3045, after you see that number fill the niggling screenland, and you 're ready to go. '' Taggert waited a bit until Jessy figured out how to enter the code bit, then continued on.
'' Now, closet any clit from one to nine. One being the dispirited power and, of course, nine being the maximum. '' Her mouth curved cruelly.
Unsure of quite what to do, Jessy looked to Taggert `` What number should I start with… ''
'' Why not try three or four, '' Taggert replied, `` you do n't require to move over her too a great deal, all at once. ''
Quincy lay there, nervously waiting, feeling the slow tingle that had been building in her snatch since the dildo and been inserted, she held her breathing place, waiting for the shakiness, like a cell phone buzzing.
She grew impatient and was just about to ask a question when, like a dash of lightning, her pussy was nailed by an incessant humming that nearly induced and sexual climax in the first two or three seconds.
She screamed and thrust her pelvis into the air, every roughage in her being was on blast with pleasure, she could palpate the hot little 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 climax after climax.
Finally taking pity on her daughter, Jessy shut the hummer off, allowing the spasming girl 's vagina to number 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 lips and then over her pubic mound and bellybutton, onto her heaving chest. Her whole body was aglow with a pinkish shade. `` Four. Nice choice, Jessy. It 's a good enough last orgasm. ``
Quinn 's blurry mind did n't register Taggert 's wrangle properly, her eyes focused in and out.
'' net ? I- '' Taggert cut Jessy off.
'' You 're adjust in that we use their organs to operate them, '' Harriet said, '' but this is only footmark number one. '' She paused and opened another draw play in the table, removing a gravid ovalbumin syringe. `` We have a much more maneuver way of dealing with them. '' She finished, raising a syringe into the light and giving it a quick tap.
'' What is that ! '' Jessy said, her heart wide.
'' Just a topical anaesthetic anesthetic. It 's going to hurt. A lot. But lupus erythematosus than the alternative. '' She said, then turned to Quinn, `` I 'm sure that you 'll just love this, Young peeress. '' Taggert said softly, `` It 's just what the Dr. ordered. ''
'' No, delight no ! '' Quincy begged in a watery voice, as the deal of the phonograph needle looming over her dragged her from the haze. `` I-I promise, I 'll do anything you say ! ''
'' Of path 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 minute hesitation. ''
Quinn cried and tried to shoot down her hips, but Taggert pressed her kill firmly.
'' That 's a skilful missy, '' 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 table with all her might, but it did n't get up her for the painful sensation that seared her clit. Like a hot poker, it felt chiliad of metre larger than it was, ripping through her judgment like shard of ice. But the pain dissipated quickly, several wet tear slid down her cheeks never the less.
'' Now, '' Taggert said, as Quinn eased and began squirming. `` I 'll install the main controlling chemical mechanism in her slit. ''
With a great passel of interest group, both Jessy and Quinn peered into Taggert 's handwriting, where lay a pocket-size gold ring that glistened brightly under the artificial luminosity.
'' W-what is it, '' Josiah Quincy asked, preparing herself for the bad.
'' It 's a clit ring, '' Harriet said evenly, `` The needle part, '' she said coldly, and with relish, `` goes mightily through your button and, out the other face. Since this is a permanent induction, a lilliputian free fall of aureate solder will retain 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 brain, all the matter that had happened that day, and doubts mounted. a
In a calmness decipherable interpreter Taggert said : '' Do n't get dusty feet now, Mrs. Davis, this is all for the in force. I can insure you that this clit ring will do Thomas More to see your daughter than anything else you could come up up with. ``
'' But… But how does it work ? '' Jessy asked, shakily.
'' Well, '' Taggert replied, `` inside the pack is a microchip that works much like the vibrator. Though, as I 'm for sure you can watch, a shakiness deep inside of a vagina is a very different thing, to the Lapplander sensation directly on your clit. Plus, it has other… conjuration. ''
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… puss, when it 's so… pleasant. ''
'' Now that, is a very near interrogative, '' Taggert replied quickly, `` but the solution is in the second chip in this ring, and this little device. '' She held up a inglorious, rubber oval, with a small electron 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 textile a bit like what is used in fastball proof vests, but rubberized. It 's practically durable. At to the lowest degree, up to of resisting any attempt by our girls to off it once it 's set in situation. ''
'' 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 save herself. Ever. The more they struggle, the worse they have to put up with. ``
'' But the gang, and the vibe… '' Jessy continued.
'' Which is the role of the second gear Saratoga 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 yoke of secondment, she had successfully threaded the ring through the little chief. With one hand, she threaded it in place, and with the former, she pressed a minuscule red button on a console by the table.
Quinn felt a diminished, dim bolt of heat, then nothing.
'' Good, '' Taggert announced, `` All done, now all we have to do is put the sexual morality 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 pull her stage together, to halt the intrusion. Unsuccessfully. The black subway slid completely in, and Quinn shuddered. As it hit the heating system and moisture of the soft and tranquil human body, the rubber flexed, spreading and molding to the soft business line of Quinn 's twat. Then, it tautened, gripping to the flesh, falling flush, bland as if it had been painted on.
'' All done, she 'll be a OK pet from now on. '' Taggert stood, and pressed a button to free the clamps on Quinn 's limbs.
Quinn jumped, literally, at the prospect, and ran to her mother. She could find the bowel movement of the vibe in her snatch, it pulsed minutely. A slight ache in her clit told her the anesthetic was beginning to wear off. But of her newly installed top, she could experience cypher, but the awkward presence of a foreign object in her urethra.
'' Let 's see how you look, honey. '' Jessy said to her daughter, holding her at arms length.
'' It looks horrific ! '' Quincy wailed, `` I do n't wan na wear this thing ! Remove it, NOW ! '' but her struggle to tug it off, even to feel grip on it were as fruitless as her effort to turn tail the examining table.
All she felt was politic skin on her pussycat, the only divergence being that she could not slip even a unmarried digit into her besotted 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 future mo, she discovered exactly 'what'.
All at once her clitoris seemed to burst aflame as Taggert activated her clit band, sending the inadequate girl reeling across the way, trying desperately to remove the patch protecting her now impenetrable twat. She scratched manically at her flabby vulva, her juices seeping through the material making it operose and harder to snaffle. A digit slipped into her Virgo anus, she squealed and whipped her hands away.
'' See what we do, to bad trivial girls. '' Harriet said softly, turning up the power, bringing her to the edge of a fell climax, she fell against the wall and holler aloud as she realized the avowedly horror.
She felt the ring bombination as a shock ran all through her snatch, and the soma 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 juice flowing from between her legs.
'' I ca n't resist it anymore ! Please ! No more, no more… '' Quinn was so far gone that even though her cunt was a burning caldron of sexual excitement, the overload was so great, 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.
Tears 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 ...