FOUNDLING: LOST AND FOUND

BY CHRISTOPHER TOILKIEN

[ part 31C ]

Coming down stairs Nuage was present to see the arrival of another pair of girls. This set as contrasting as she and Flame.

One was an oriental girl, a real living breathing china doll with long black hair, a thin body, round face and intelligent eyes, the other, a pretty Caucasian girl with brown hair. They came up the walk escorted by the two guards. And obviously rather fretfully hand in hand.

"Go out to meet those two and bring them right into supper" The Safe House Headmistress ordered Nuage. They are both very new and very scarred"

Nuage put on her best friend face and calmly walked out towards the two.

"Welcome to the Granada Safe House fellow students" She told them. My name is Nuage"

"We are Mary Ann and Mitsui, two new Californian exports," The Japanese girl said.

"Exports?" Inquired Nuage. I supposed I am a Native American export, and my friend Flame a Germanic one" She laughed as she walked the new two into dinner.

One thing the school never skimped on was nutritious food. Each girl was able to eat her fill. Gym, swimming and sports were not options and every girl's physical development was carefully monitored to achieve a perfectly proportioned body for the auctions.

The new girls were very surprised to find a perfectly normal cafeteria dinning setup with all the staff eating the same food as the students. Nuage had to urge them to just pickup a very ordinary tray, choose whatever they wanted and just sit down with her and eat.

"You were expecting what?" She inquired.

Mary Ann leaned forward and whispered. "We were expecting to be locked up chained nude in small cages, and eating out of dog bowls"

"Well at the main school you will sleep nude in your dog cage. Nuage informed the two new girls. But the rest of the day you wear exactly what you have on right now and the cafeteria is just a gigantic version of this place"

And was surprised to see the relieved look on their faces. "These two must have been expecting abject slavery, not a thoroughly comprehensive modern educational establishment that includes sex slave training in its curriculum.

As they were working their way through desert, Flame came bounding down the stairs. She appeared to have regained her usual elfin delight in life and quickly filled a tray, joining Nuage and the two new girls.

"Your hair is as spectacular as mine" She chirped between mouthfuls. My Flaming locks and your blaze on black main are as contrasting as you can get"

"Maybe they were meant to be" Nuage replied quietly.

"Why are you two arriving just before the summer solace?' Flame inquired. New students usually arrive in late summer or early fall"

"We were recruited by a Ropeville staffer, and my parents believed the school would provide the training I needed" Mary Ann replied.

"And my father agreed I it would be best for both of us, if I should stay with her" Mitsui said.

"Well, I must admit it is the first time I have heard of a girl sentencing her self to our life" Flame replied.

"I am here because my master requires I receive only the finest training in order that I may serve him to his exacting standards"

"And I because my destiny is to serve" Nuage said in her turn.

Just then the Safe House Headmistress walked up to their table, the switch in her right hand tapping her left palm.

"It is my duty to remind you that all the rules of the main school apply to this house. Students are to be silent except when spoken to except in their dorms. You four have been chatting since you entered. As I may have not reminded you upon your arrivals, only one of you will be punished"

"It is my fault for speaking to the new girls," Nuage said standing up.

"But I am the senior girl here and it is my duty to instruct new girls in the rules of the school and see they obey them" Flame replied, standing up and walking over to the edge of the table were the Headmistress stood.

She then bent forward, hands outstretched supporting her weight on the table, legs spread wide, and with one deft flip of her wrist, drew the hem of her skirt up over her waste. Her bare bottom ready for punishment.

The headmistress moved to one side, arm raised.

Flame, with her three new school friends tearfully watching took six swats with the cane across her firm buttocks without a whimper. Mary Ann and Mitsui held their hands up over their mouths.

The ends of Flames hair, appeared to be moved by a draft and a warm wind drifted in from somewhere. Nuage reached out and placed her hand over Flames, and the warm wind ceased and Flames hair dropped.

Tears ran down Flames face, and had bit her lip to prevent any noise escaping.

"Six is enough to remind you four of your obligations. Normally it is one per word spoken. Flame proceed to the infirmary for treatment" The headmistress ordered.

"As for you three, it is time you retired for the night" The lead Sister informed them. You have all traveled far, and in two days will travel back to the summer school with the next Grenada school tour"

No guards waited to escort the sex slave students up to their temporary dorm. They knew there was no way they could leave and besides, as they had just witnessed, appropriate punishments, including added time on work details would be used to punish any disobedience. Since a spanking would probably be seen as an arousal rather than a punishment anyway. But it was still normally the first one applied.

Ground floor windows only looked out on the courtyard. The only door out of the three-foot thick exterior walls was the large double door through the tunnel and the man door in it. All the upper windows, that looked onto the outside were sealed, double glazed and bulletproof. Security cameras constantly swept both the exterior walls and the inner courtyard. Besides the Three Nuns there were eight security guards, two cooks and four gardeners. The other buildings were broken into free comfortable apartments for school graduates who had either survived a master's death, or had been retired by one.

The main rooms were ancient Moorish architectural splendors. The upper student residential floor, cool pleasant and airy, running the full length of the main building. Showers and toilets were located at one end. The glassed solarium in the center looking towards the courtyard. An entertainment complex complete with huge TV, personal radios with earphones and a library of contemporary literature. Comfortable sleeping pallets along both walls filling the rest between.

But the girls walking up the stairs were quite aware there was probably a fully equipped punishment room deep below with all the necessary torture devices to wring screams from the lips of truant little girls.

The three broke into chatter as soon as their feet touched the residential floor.

"That was very brave of Flame to take the switching for all of us," Nuage said to the two new girls. "In the main school we all would have been instantly brought up to the front of either the class or the cafeteria and punished in front of everyone. I have seen it quite a few times"

"There are tales of one senior girl, that Malibu Barbie being whipped by the Headmistress everyday for a week right in the main hall in front of her office. No one even knew why" She told the two gasping new students.

"Did she survive?" Mary Ann replied almost too afraid to ask.

"Yes she did, and with her two friends is now apprenticed to the schools Dietician and runs of the kitchen staff" Nuage replied.

Just then Flame arrived stiffly walking up the stairs. The other girls quickly clustered around and escorted her to the recreational area.

"You were so brave talking that horrible punishment for us, both Mitsui and Mary Ann said. And did not even cry out"

"That would have brought additional punishment, or worse" Nuage told them. You can either bite your lip, as Flame did, or stuff you underwear in you mouth. Not that bad as it sounds, as you only wear it outside away from the school. All the girls carry their spare pair in its sealed bag in their backpacks"

Flame tenderly eased down to a kneeling position and instructed the junior students, as a senior should.

"It is now five thirty p.m. normally were would be doing our homework until completed and then free to enjoy recreational activities. That is if we are not required to attend extra training for school sports teams, dance or musical instruction" Flame told the other three as they sat in a circle on the floor of the entertainment room.

"This sounds just like any other school" Mary Ann replied.

"Not if you include classes in, oral, anal, vaginal, male and female master pleasuring, both free and while under bondage and torture, that alternate with regular classes" Flame went on.

The relatively new three took this rather well, so Flame went on.

"Of course there is always the requirement of supplying sexual pleasure to teachers and others as required. Girls are sometimes lent or gifted out to important contacts. One girl, I have heard was actually sent out on loan for two years. I think it was current senior, Malibu Barbie.

And there is the rotating months duties of food Services, Laundry, Housekeeping, and Groundskeeping. The first three are done nude in chains, the last wearing blue coveralls and chains.

The other three girls just sat there contemplating the inescapable programs that would occupy their next few years.

Finally Mitsui spoke up. "How many young girls are currently undergoing this sex slave training. A hundred or so?"

"There are currently five hundred little girls ranging in age from ten to sixteen enduring our training regime. I myself, and many of the Sisters and instructors throughout the world are graduates" Said Granada Safe House Headmistress Samantha. She was carrying a large platter of fruits and melons cut up onto slices.

The elder Nun handed the tray down between the girls and said.

"Every one of the students is carefully chosen for intelligence, and beauty. Many are already owned by Masters who invest very heavily in their training, as Flame and Nuage are. But our agents recruit the majority or collection teams from their parents or orphanages as Mary Ann and Mitsui were"

"After years of intensive training and graduation, girls who are already owned are returned to their Masters. The rest are auctioned off to the highest bidder" She continued.

"What if they are abused after purchase?" A fretful Mary Ann inquired.

"Most are purchased by men old enough to be their fathers as mistresses. Some to be the playthings or lovers of Mistresses, but only if the girl displays an interest in females. A few are purchased as sex instructors for wealthy sons as a way of controlling their wanderings. Most of those remain with the young men through the rest of their lives. And many, as I was, are left great wealth if he dies or wishes to obtain a younger girl"

"But are they tortured" Mary Ann pushed.

"If you invested up to a quarter of a million for one of our prize graduates, would you then wreck her body with torture?" You can expect bondage and chains, but will probably find being chained up to the foot of his bed or occasionally spread out on it the more likely. They want willing sex when they want it. Something the have to beg for from an unwilling wife. And to have a female who can provide willing oral sex, you will find is often their greatest treasure" The headmistress told her.

"Then my future life will not be as brutal as I had thought" Mary Ann said.

"No Mary Ann, yours and Mitsui's creative writing talents, along with the sex slave and obedience training you will receive over the next few years, are sure to bring a very high price. And ensure a relatively safe and secure future under a dominant Alfa male" Sister told a calming Mary Ann.

"You two, indicating Flame and Nuage are already property. Do not expect any deferential treatment, and often a higher standard is expected of you." Sister informed the other two.

"Now lights out and silence by ten P.M., unless you wish to be gagged and confined?" She threatened.

"No Mistress, we will obey" The four said in unison.

The Headmistress then left the four to treat themselves to the fresh fruits and melons as they chatted.

"Do you know of the PDF's?" Nuage asked the others.

"What is a PDF?" Mary Ann and Mitsui asked.

"I have mine right here, Nuage said bringing forth her PDF from a leather case on her skirt belt.

"It looks like one of those Palm Pilots my parents have" Mary Ann said.

"Yes it essentially is a Palm Pilot / Handspring computer modified under license for the school" Noire went on. "Every student is issued with one. Flame displaying hers out from its belt pouch as well. Your class schedule, homework assignments, grades and teachers comments are stored on it. The school can send information or messages to one or all of us. And yes they can track us with it, but that is essentially not a bad thing" With it you are never really alone anywhere in the world"

"You can send and receive messages through the schools network regarding school events or school activities" Nuage went on. It acts as the students newspaper and notice board combined"

"But there is one function that only the students are aware of" Flame said, leaning close.

"If you type in the serial number of the PDF you wish to only receive the message, the device skips the school system and transmits it s directly to it" She whispered. Flipping over the unit and indicating its serial number at the base of the backside. "And we have communicated secretly this way ever since Malibu Barbie's pal Cindy discovered the secret" She conspiratorially went on.

"All the second year students are let into the secret. You two are the only first years students ever told and must swear you will not share the secret until your second year" Flame ordered the other two.

"We promise" Mary Ann and Mitsui earnestly replied.

Black Night Moves

That night, after she ascertained her three school chums had dozed off, Flame rose and dressed in her yesterday's school uniform. She walked quietly down the room to the solarium from were she had spotted the transformer on it's pole that controlled the electric power to the building. She stared at it as her hair began to rise around her head. Then with a shower of sparks the transformer split asunder and the local area around the safe house went dark. Flame saw the security cameras halt in their incessant rotation and the battery operated emergency lights at the stairwells come on.

She then moved quietly down the stairs and as she neared the bottom, sent out a suggestion to the guard who came from the cafeteria to check what had happened to the lights. As if in a dream he walked to the door, opened it and as Flame scooted out under his outstretched arm. He then walked to the car parked beside the fountain, opened the back door for Flame and getting into the driver's side, started it and moved towards the entrance tunnel. Stopping at the entrance door, he unlocked it, drove the car out and setting the latch, pulled it shut behind them.

"Proceed to the old horse trading grounds at the foot of the hills beside the river" Flame ordered and the guard drove them off.

After a few minutes traversing the winding narrow streets of the old city, Flame saw the green sward of the old grounds and the wagons of the Gypsies near a cops of trees. Ordering the guard to drive the car around the encampment and stop, hiding the car in the trees, she exited. Instructing the guard to await her return, Flame walked off, drawn to her target as if it were a magnet.

Soon setup beside a canvas covered clearing she saw a multicolored tent and sensed her target asleep inside.

She stood just inside the clearing, focusing on the tent and its contents. Her arms at her side as her flame red hair began to rise and swirl as if exposed to a windstorm around her head. The trees around the clearing had been still as the night air, but swayed inward as the wind rushed in to feed the flames. The edges of the tent burst into flame and soon the conflagration would engulf the entire area.

Foundling awoke to choking smoke, the tent was aflame and Mavis no were to be seen. Foundling shook Melissa and finding her unconscious from the smoke again gathered her up in her arms as she had before and ran out of the flame ringed entrance of the tent. Behind her the entire tent went up in a swoosh of flame. The wind rushing in to fill the gap, knocking her off her feet and almost sending them back into the white hot bonfire the tent and its content had become.

Sent sprawling by the tent's implosion, Foundling looked up to see what appeared to be a fellow schoolmate, her red hair flowing around her standing in the center of the training field. Then the old canvasses that had been strung up to shade them from the sun as they trained caught aflame and she had to heave herself up, dragging Melissa with her, dodging falling burning canvas, as she dash for the trees.

Foundling heard others approaching and hid under a but suddenly leading a group of adult Gypsies, Mavis still in her White Witch disguise ran up and detecting their hidden presence, stopped, looked and squeezed into the bushes where they were hiding.

"What happened?" She asked.

"The tent just caught fire when we were sleeping and I just barely got Melissa and myself out before the entire area went up" Foundling told her. "And as it imploded, knocking me to the ground, I thought I saw a fellow schoolmate, dressed in our uniform, standing just across the open area. Her hair swirling around her head by the in rushing winds"

Mavis looked down on Foundling as she held Melissa close. She could feel Foundling had already, unconsciously repaired both her and Melissa's fire damage. Melissa was still out, but her breathing was even and her heart action sound.

"What color was her hair Foundling" Mavis asked holding Foundlings face in her hands.

"Red, as red as the flames all around me" Foundling replied. "But I must have been dreaming as no one could have just stood there in all that fire."

Mavis said nothing, but her face was crossed with worry. She led Foundling, and carrying Melissa herself, out of the woods towards the caravans. Calling the Phoenix she would have them out of here within the hour. Mavis would tell the leader they had to be taken away for the safety of all, as they had unknowingly aroused the wrath of a fire demon. And after viewing a fire that burned in all directions at once, he already was convinced something unearthly was behind it.

He would listen to the advice his seer, as he believed Mavis to be, and allow them to freely depart. Mavis knew he really had no chance of stopping her if she wanted to take them. But Mavis had used their company as cover before and wanted to do so again. Besides they were really a great people, just insular.

"Why did Flaminica attack my tent after I saved her from that monster in Berlin?" Mavis thought to herself.