FOUNDLING: LOST AND FOUND

BY CHRISTOPHER TOILKIEN

[ part 32 ]

Shebari or in the Hindu religion a malevolent Devi form known as Durga or Kali the multi armed destroyer of Demons

A New Day and A New Life

Next day, the sound of the bell that would rule their lives for the next few years roused the four.

Flame, led Noir, Mary Ann and Mitsui through the schoolgirl morning rituals of group exercises, showers and dressing for classes. These group activities, as they were designed to do, bonded the students to their classmates for the rest of their lives.

As that first morning's activities bonded these four girls for the rest of their lives.

Flame, as the senior girl, apparently already awake when the bell sounded at six am, shook the others out of their pallets and hustled them to roll them back up against the wall. After morning ablutions she directed them back to the hardwood floor in the sleeping quarters. There she led them through the morning routine sit-ups and pushups.

Then ushered them backs into the showers were the four did what was expected of little girls when you mix them with water. They laughed, giggled, sprayed each other with the water, washed each other's hair and after examining the thin fading marks left by yesterdays switching on Flames rear, toweled each other off. Still acting as the little early and preteen girls they really were, tickled, swatted each other with towels and jested at each others thin little bodies as they picked up clean uniforms from the laundry baskets and dressed for another school day.

The four assisted each other with their hair and expressed the wish that lipstick and makeup was allowed. Flame explaining that makeup and deportment would be taught in the school.

The Granada houses Headmistress looked approvingly up from checking the morning e-mail on her PDF as the four descended the stairs in a group as if they were a miniature class. And proceeded silently into the cafeteria and their first School breakfast.

There choosing from the cereals and crepes as well as the required milk and fruits.

As they sat there eating in painfully learned silence, the Headmistress walked up. "You four appear to have bonded well. I will recommend you be placed in a class together" The Granada Headmistress instructed.

"I have arranged for you four to tour the great Cathedral this morning and after returning here for lunch, attend a performance of the Andalusian Stallions this afternoon. When you return from the horse show your fellow students will have arrived from the school. Tomorrow you will join them on the tour of the Alhambra and the next day return with them to the summer school"

"Make sure you were underwear from now on until you return to the school and outside rules are in force" She emphasized.

"Questions?"

"Outside Rules?" Mary Ann, as always the inquisitive one, asked.

"Advise them of the rules and consequences, Flame" She instructed.

Flame stood and recited

"Behave as if you really were innocent little religious school girls on a field trip. Not the horny sex slaves, ready and willing to oblige anytime anywhere, that we train you to be"

Therefore;

"No grabbing the asses or crotches of good looking males, nor, if your prefer them, females.

"No opening your mouth while licking your lips as if to indicate "For A Great Blowjob Insert Here"

"No flashing your bare ass or slit, no kissing, no fondling, no physical contact of any kind between classmates or any one at all"

"You are allowed to ask pertinent questions of tour guides. Impertinent ones will bring punishments"

"Any transgressions will have you brought up before the schools Headmistress, Sister A when you are returned to the school. An event I strongly advise you to avoid at all costs"

The Sister spoke up:

"At a minimum you will be banned from further field trips after receiving a thrashing while hanging by your wrists in the sun all day. And at a maximum, be sentenced to hard labor in the South American Orchid raising greenhouses"

The three relatively new students just sat there trying to reconcile themselves to what they had become.

Pampered property, being trained to please, uncompromisingly at a moment's notice. And the harsh punishments that would follow any disobedience.

Looking at each other, their leader Flame, and remembering the Safe House Headmistresses discussions of how the school always looks after it's graduates. Decided, their lives up to this time had directed them to this future, and it cannot be all that bad. As hundreds were already being trained and many more appeared to be none the worse off for it.

The Headmistress was handing them each a sealed bag containing clean white panties and instructed them to put them on. Mary Ann and Mitsui were already intimate, lifted up their pleated skirts right away to slip the underwear up. Flame, obeyed unquestioningly, but Nuage, not really jet used to public displays of her body yet, hesitated.

"Get used to obeying any school Nuns, teachers or guards instructions immediately Nuage. Yesterdays switching of Flame was just a mild introduction to the standard punishment for disobedience girl" The elder Nun said in a harsh tone.

Red face Nuage bent over slipping the white panties over one leg then the other and without exposing her previously bare loins pulled them up in place.

"Eventually wearing panties will feel uncomfortable and a nuance to be avoided" She told them.

"Now proceed to the courtyard were Peter and Olivia, your guards for the day, are waiting to drive you to the Basilica"

White moves.

Mavis stood with Foundling and Melissa in a clearing a few hundred meters from the Romani camp. They had just said goodbye to there two fellow pit fighting friends.

Luthien quite pleased to be restored to her father's side and favors, as she gladly stood in her place, just behind and beside him. His honor and pride enhanced as numerous suitors came to pay homage, and requested to compete for her hand.

Miranda similarly delighted to stand just behind and beside her lover, owner and master. Whom Mavis had backed to outbid many others vying for her hand.

Down came Phoenix and they boarded for a safe trip to the Moorish Fortress on the Mediterranean shore that served as the schools summer home.

"No rush getting there" Mavis said out loud as they seatbelted themselves into the passenger area.

"You have had quite an adventure since we parted in Berlin" Phoenix said. Certainly more entertaining than my old dispatch runs"

"And they are still occurring, so you wont get bored soon"

"Mavis touched her ear, Mary?" She inquired.

"Here, Mavis" came the reply. "Everything locked down" Mavis inquired.

"One Hundred percent QT" Mary replied.

"Their heavy security was withdrawn when the remnants of those Red Brigade terrorists washed up last week. You should have let us in on that, we are getting bored doing perimeter security here"

"They were attempting to kidnap Foundling and Melissa again. I could not let those two go through another attempt so I had to head them off right then. I even tried to let them surrender, but with their banker gone, I guess they were out of options and decided to take me down as their last defiant act. Death came collecting a few lost souls, and I made sure it was not mine"

But after Mavis described the un-natural inferno her marquee tent had been reduced by, Mary appreciated not being there.

"We will be arriving in, well Phoenix?" Mavis inquired.

"Seven minutes to catch up with the planet, five to descend safely through the atmosphere with you on board, three to reduce speed to arrive over the northwest tower. Total Fifteen minutes"

Just then the hull went opaque and the three females were treated to the sensation of literally flying through space as if they were in one of those popular TV science fiction shows. Earth was a fast approaching blue basketball, with the moon in attendance.

"Cool, Melissa said, I really like your projection TV"

"Bonk! ", Foundling playfully swatted her up the back of her head.

"This is reality, not TV, no show could ever be this real. It is real isn't it" Foundling said and asked at the same time.

"Yes dear, you are really travelling further in space than any human before" Mavis told them.

"Not really, Mavis, but in the last ten thousand years, yes. You are the first since the Atlantean's departed" Phoenix instructed.

"Cool" Melissa said. The other too just tried to take it all in.

Then the ship returned to normal as it entered the atmosphere and within the promised time the belly opened depositing them on the appointed tower roof, and was gone. There, Mary, in full combat gear, with two others, was standing to receive them.

"Our group is off, two patrolling, three at ready-rest, Mavis" She reported.

"Mary, I am your friend, not your commander, that is my husbands job" Mavis chided.

"But, this is not Ropeville and we have been on literally a combat stance since we arrived three weeks ago. It is hard to just stop. Mary answered.

"You are right, until we resolve who or what caused that unnatural conflagration in the attempt to kill us just an hour ago, we should still be on the defensive, Sargent " Mavis replied. Literally moving mentally and physically from friend to unit commander as she talked.

"Have these two taken to the infirmary and after they clean themselves up, lock them in individual cages for the night. Mavis ordered. We can do a perimeter walk and then we can both get some rest"

Turning to the two disheveled nude students, she ordered. "You two will behave yourselves. You are from now on back under the schools regime. No unauthorized interaction, and I do mean especially no sleeping together in the same cage Melissa"

Foundling and Melissa were quite literally still too shell shocked from the already way too adventurous evening to protest and were led away by one of Mary's team.

"Bring me up to speed on the situation Sargent" Mavis ordered as they walked down the garden towers stairs.

"This place is still a fortress. The main approach is an open winding paved road, but the causeway over the dry moat is only ten feet wide.Easily turned into a deathtrap by fireslits in the covering towers and gate. This, the garden tower has a single sally port leading to the one hundred-foot square outer garden, but has three stout doors set in a barred passageway with a portcullis. A set of stairs and a long tunnel lead to the beech, but again numerous heavy doors and a pit cover that. Modern motion sensors and surveillance cameras cover every inch of the perimeter, roofs and courtyards" Mary reported.

"In my opinion, short of a parachute or helicopter assault this place is a very hard nut to crack. And that is provided for by what is hidden inside the ornate cupola set in the center of each tower roof. It conceals a remote operated, radar directed chain gun with a two million round magazine. And the larger one on the roof of the keep holds an automated Launcher pod with three surface to air and three surface to surface Sparrow Hawk missiles"

"Most naval vessels are not as well equipped" And I wonder how they even obtained these ultra modern weapons, or why"

"In a subbasement of the keep we discovered an armory with enough modern German military firepower to arm an assault regiment right up to man portable AA and AT rockets"

Mary injected, as she finished her inventory report.

"They certainly have spared no expense to protect their property. Mavis replied, and speaking of their property, how are the girls coping?"

Mary, stopped, and turned to face Mavis. " That is the strangest part. When we first arrived, everything was in turmoil. The Headmistress and a number of key staff and even a few of the girls were missing. The majority in shock from witnessing the shooting directly, or from the revelations of those who had. But we were able to convince them to resume all their normal routines of the Headmistress's renovations and all the summer school recreation activities. We had to suspend field trips, but there was enough renovation work in the fortress to keep everyone busy"

"About a week later we found the missing staff had mysteriously returned, but they and just about everyone else have become tired and listless, as if the shock of the attempted murder of the Headmistress had finally sunken in. Or metaphysically speaking, as if their battery was run down."

"She is still alive?" Mavis inquired. I thought the terrorist had killed her"

"No, Mary reported, "She has stayed up in her room recuperating, but I was told she would appear for her morning Disciplinary Court tomorrow at seven A.M."

"Then we had better get ourselves a goon nights sleep and be refreshed and ready for the morning," Mavis said, and Mary led her off to the adult apartments in one of the towers they had been assigned to.

"Welcome back to the rest of your life"

Foundling and Melissa were led off from the courtyard were Mavis's trooper turned them over to pair of School guards and they in turn delivered them to the infirmary.

The nurse on duty took one look at them and escorted the two disheveled youngsters directly to the showers. After making sure they cleaned every inch of their filthy little bodies and washed their hair with first antiseptic then normal shampoo. Then she carefully examined each of them, applying ointments and bandages were required. After taking their temperatures with a rectal thermometer, gave them each a tetanus shot in their firm young posteriors.

Next she eased the two exhausted children into separate cages and locked them in for the night. They were both sound asleep before she even reached the holding rooms door.

The sound of the bell that would rule their lives for the next few years rang out to rise Melissa and Foundling the next morning. Their cages, along with every other little girl students electronically unlocked and they crawled out to stand and move with the other infirmary guests to the washroom for morning ablutions.

When they walked back out, the six other girls in the infirmary for recuperation were already engaged in the compulsory sit-ups and pushups. The day shift nurse told them to get on with it and they lay down and joined in the pushups in progress. Foundling had been trained to keep her body fit through exercised and found no problem keeping up.

But spoiled little rich girl Melissa had never exercised a day in her life. And consequently felt the switch applied to her rear by the guards assigned to the infirmary, for not keeping up.

"You are either the laziest student we have ever had the unfortunate experience of trying to instruct or some pampered little rich girl reduced to abject sex slavery. Which one is it" The male guard inquired as he swatted her once more for not even trying to keep up.

"The later sir" Replied Melissa as she just dropped flat on the floor from exhaustion already.

"Is she healthy enough even for this relatively easy exercise?" inquired the guard of the infirmary Nurse. "I know we have to punish anyone who is lazy or not even trying, but this one can not even do three successive pushups" He went on.

"She actually has very poor muscle tone and probably never even had to pick up her own dirty clothes" The nurse replied.

"Then you must have a notation inserted into her PDF and main file to go easy on anything requiring physical labor until we can beef her little body up for her own sake" The guard suggested, and the nurse, agreeing walked into her office to comply.

Melissa, lay flat on the tilled floor, her muscles quivering and heart pounding from even this light workout, and heard them discuss an exercise and nutritional regime to "Buff" her up. She just knew they would carry it out no matter what she thought of it, and the few switches she had just endured would seem as nothing compared to what would be applied if she did not comply.

Foundling, her body automatically complying with the exercise regime listened to the two discuss and decide on a course to increase Melissa's muscle mass. Foundling had already altered Melissa in order to save her life in the fighting pits and received a reprimand from somewhere that had almost burned her brain out. She hopped Melissa could cope with the intended regime, and maybe she could slip a little increased muscle tone in unnoticed.

Then the exercise was over and the girls hustled into the showers.

"I will try to help you out with that body enhancement" Foundling whispered to Melissa in the shower.

"Like this?" Melissa turned to Foundling and her face transformed to red eyes, pointed ears, long fangs and a raised hand grew long razor sharp claws. And in an instant it was gone.

"I think one transformation in a lifetime is quite enough, thank you, lover" She said, kissing Foundling full on the lips. Besides I also have a blood hunger that if I indulge will probably greatly assist in my bulking up"

Foundling startled by first Melissa's control of the transformation, and the revelation she had an unplanned blood lust as well. Just did not know what to do, and decided to just wait and see.

As the girls dried them selves, and each other's hair, they chatted and exchanged names and classes. The nurse was using the opportunity to check each girl's recovery from her ailments.

Then the bell sounded for breakfast and they marched out. To keep housekeeping laundry to a minimum, as the summer school was never designed to hold and maintain all five hundred current students. Sister A had decided the girls would go nude while in the fortress. This never bothered the girls, but some of the male guards and especially the imported skilled craftsmen, brought in to guide the girls renovations, were very distracted.

Breakfast was surved as usual in the huge pillared hall that occupied the ground floor of the fortresses octagonal keep. The service was still cafeteria style but here all meals were eaten in the old way. The students sitting lotus style on the polished hardwood floor in their classes. Each class group, in two rows facing inwards.

Foundling saw three young girls supervising the chained nude girls on cafeteria duty. Each was dressed in exotic leathers, similar to the Nuns. Black thigh high boots, bustier, gloves extending up above their elbows and hair gathered in long ponytails down their backs by a leather bow at the top of the head. Two were relatively short young early teen blond haird girls with little female development, but the third a tall, fully bosomed and hipped, gorgeous sixteen-year-old.

These privileged senior students were Malibu Barbie, Cindy and Becky Sue. The first two supervised the cooking under the Nun Dietician and the third, the dispensing and cleanup crews. All three rose early and worked a long day. This was their last year, and they would be on their way to their master at Christmas.

Foundling spotted her class as it moved in the streams of nude girls blending into the river of female flesh flowing across the inner courtyard. From their dormitories on the top floor of the buildings that formed the curtain walls between the "D" shaped towers to the large iron bound doors that protected the only entrance to the keep.

Mavis and Mary, awakened by the same bell had followed the same routine, but dressed in their blue/black Ropeville Police Assault team uniforms strolled over to watch all the well trained young girls perform their morning rituals.

"It all seems so spooky to me. It is as if they were brainwashed zombies or worse" Mary said. They are completely silent. The dozen pairs of guards are just standing around as if they were just onlookers like us"

"It is not as bad as it looks, Mary. Mavis replied. The girls are free to talk in the washrooms or in their dormitories. Punishments are relatively light. And breaking the skin of a very expensive slave, while inflicting a few swats with a thin cane is definitely not stood for. Sister B does bind the girls to torture devices, but that is to instruct the girls on how to separate their body sensations from their brains in order that they may please their master while under restraint and physical pain" Mavis went on.

"The girls learn obedience, patience and objectivity. Their owners send many here and the rest rounded up from orphanages or purchased from their parents. For them this is a better life than they would have had otherwise. None regret their time here, and many, after being released by their masters return to teach, or act as guards and guides"

"Mavis, you go on as if you are a graduate" Mary chided.

"I am" Mavis replied as they approached the keeps doors. Mary just followed agape.

Just then, a group of guards, all male walked out of the keep and towards the outer courtyard.

At the doorway, A giantess, dressed in black leather Dominatrix outfit barred the way. Two similarly clad, but younger and smaller females stood at her either side.

"We apologize for the imposition, but our Headmistress has requested only her students attend on her on her first breakfast since her wounding" She said.

"Sister B; We have provided your security since that unfortunate incident and request an audience with the Headmistress at her earliest convenience" Mavis replied.

Just then, the school bell sounded, normally to announce the beginning of classes, but instead, the Keeps doors opened, and a single little girl walked out and the three Dominatrix retired inside.

Mavis looked down to see a miniature of Sister B standing in front of her, tears running down her sweet little face.

"What is wrong dear, why are you not inside with all the rest?" Mavis inquired, kneeling down and reaching out for the leather clad little girl.

"Malibu Barbie and Becky Sue whispered it would be best if I stepped outside while it happened" She sobbed.

"What is happening in there?" Mary inquired. Another Johnstown mass cult suicide?"

"When it was time to deposit their breakfast utensils in the bins for washing, as usual. They all rose as normal and the seniors lead as usual to the disposal area and put their items in, but then instead of exiting, they circled the room returning to their place on the floor.

"All the classes followed, and as they were done, Sister A was carried down the stairs on a litter by four female guards, her dresser Giggles by her side. Then she was carried to the center of the room and all the girls faced inward and joined hands. The four Nuns linked hands with the girls and Sister A"

The miniature Dominatrix went on.

"Then I felt as if a huge magnet was drawing me to the center and my two best friends ushered me down the entrance way and out the door. For my own safety, they said"

"Just like I said, a mass suicide" Mary urgently said.

"Is there any other way into this tower?" Mavis inquired.

"No, this is the only entrance, except for the roof, six stories up" Mary replied.

Mavis's hair started to rise and flow as if a wind was coming from behind her towards the keep. Startled, she saw the little dominatrix's hair doing the same. But no wind brushed her face, nor had Mary's moved at all. Then it just stopped, hair falling as normal around their heads.

A silence, like nothing they had ever experienced before, as if everything within hearing distance, was waiting for something to happen and holding their breath.

Then the doors were flung open wide and the senior class marched out, faces tired, as if they were ready for bed, not another day. Mavis, Mary and the miniature Dominatrix stood there as the entire river of little girls flowed out, divided into the streams and back to their dormitories.

Next came the female guards, looking just as tired, who followed them towards their dormitories.

When everyone apparently had left, the little girl dashed inside followed by the two Ropeville police.

Inside, everything appeared normal, the huge octagonal room with its supporting pillars and hard wood floor was empty of students. At the far end a throne was set upon a raised dais and the three Dominatrix who had blocked their entrance stood before it.

As Mavis and Mary approached they moved to stand behind I, revealing another dressed in the black leather habit of the schools nuns sitting there. Crouched at her side, a thin little African girl, with the Headmistress's left hand resting on her head.

She stood as they reached the dais, the little girl, long thin limbed, standing just behind and beside her left side.

"Greetings and thank you on behalf of both my master and my students" A melodious voice said.

They saw two black pupils eyes set in a slightly bronzed beautiful face. There was no sign of any trauma from the bullet impact on her body.

"We are very pleased to find you in health. When we first arrived, understood you were either dead, or at deaths door" Mavis replied.

Sister A slowly eased herself back into her ornately carved great seat. The little girl holding her arm, and apprehensively watching her every move.

Then she told them a tale, so fantastic to be unbelievable, except to anyone except her present company.

"You were right. The bullet did great physical damage and only through the timely intervention of my Master was my existence sustained. But in doing so, he greatly weaken himself and could not heal me further. But once I stabilized and was able to continue, I asked my students to each provide a grain of themselves to bring me back to health. And today in this hall they agreed and freely gave of themselves"

"What really happened when you stood in the center and you all were connected?" Asked ever practical Mary

"From each came a single grain of their youthful energy and combined, it revitalized mine. Probably exactly or similar to recharging a vehicles car battery I surmise" The Headmistress replied. They will sleep this day away and tomorrow be none the worse for it. But from now on, my energies will be devoted to those that gave of themselves that I may continue, my students"

"On a more practical vein, we thank you for your guardian efforts on our behalf and inquire how we may repay you?" The Headmistress said. " I understand the terrorist perpetrators are deceased and things can be allowed to return to some semblance of normality. I think our own guards can handle our security concerns from now on. They certainly will be much less complacent, I assure you"

"Them we will withdraw to our own homes and leave you in peace Headmistress" Mavis replied.

"Please stay as long as you like, and I would appreciate a private conversation with you" The headmistress said.

"Mary, please inquire if everyone wishes to depart or stay a few days and rest" Mavis asked her second in command. Mary still surprised that her best friend was actually a graduate of this sex slave school, simply nodded and, bowing to the Headmistress, walked off.

"Leave us" The Headmistress indicated and Sister B and her two aides bowed and walked off.

"We are much pleased you came to your schools rescue in its hour of need Mavis. The headmistress said. I was always aware of you, as we are of all her children. You never came before me for discipline, nor distinguished yourself with neither misadventures nor accomplishments, but most of my students spend their years here exactly as you did. And sometimes I wish certain current students had as well" Sister A sighed.

"I hope your life after graduation was rewarding and your master still as kind as I remember him"

"My original Master passed away four years ago Headmistress. I lost myself in police work and in doing so found myself another master, harsher than my first originally, but he has mellowed greatly since. But last year he inherited a little girl, and having no experience raising one, proposed marriage" Mavis informed her Headmistress.

"Then you are happy and content with your life?" Sister A inquired.

"Yes Headmistress, I am" replied Mavis smiling broadly.

Cindy, apprehensive of what may have occurred to her soulmate, dashed into the dining hall and around the cafeteria dispensary. She saw that all the girls assigned to culinary duties had pilled the breakfast dishes into the dishwasher system, but failed to initialize it. They should have still been around prepping for lunch, but the servers, and after flying down the stairs, the kitchen below, was empty.

She hurriedly walked out of the kitchen and was relieved to find her soulmate Malibu Barbie, and the third of their triumvirate Becky Sue sprawled unconscious on the floor of their small dormitory room beside the kitchen. They had both been trying to remove their leathers, but had simply passed out on the floor. Cindy dragged them into their cages, leaving the doors ajar. Then walked back through the large kitchen and up to the cafeteria above. She checked the dirty dishes and utensils in the dishwasher conveyor and initialized it. Within an hour, all the pieces would be washed and dried. She then pushed the milk dispensers back into the main floor coolers for tomorrow.

As Cindy exited, the cooler she ran into a body dressed in black leathers and immediately dropped to her knees on the floor, head down.

"I ordered your removal from the happening because being involved would have seriously harmed you, Guardian of the Earthmother. Her headmistress informed the supplicant Wolfen child"

" White cannot be present while black weaves its spells, Nor Black when does White"

"Your soulmates were only carryout my orders, and no one else was even aware of your absence. So do not even mention it" She ordered. "You have the entire school to yourself, except for the male guards and our visiting guardians. I suggest you seek out their leader Mavis, as she herself is a graduate"

"Thank you Mistress, I will seek her out" Cindy replied as she heard her Headmistress walk away.