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ROPEVILLE INTERLUDE - RED RIDING CLOTHIERS Marcia Thornson entered her small office/home it was part of the Shopping Mall, she made her living by creating and selling costumes to a select number of Ropeville inhabitants, she had just finished serving a new customer, a Mr. Purple, he was another of the Councils servants just as she was, made to do as the council told him, although he didn't realise that at the moment, she sat down in her chair, there was a couple of hours before her next client arrived. Everywhere there were pictures of Mi-Ling, laughing, crying, dancing, and a final one of her in the casket, this one was repeated all over, this was her curse, her punishment, even the computer screen spoke in her voice, the time that the systems was down gave her a reprieve, but she still waited for the system to return. "Oh Mi-Ling. Why did I ever do it? Why?" She said the words aloud, although she knew why! She could remember it as if it only happened yesterday, instead of 10 years ago. ---- "Mi-Ling are you awake yet?" Marcia looked into her slave's bedroom, where the girl was spread out over the bed, her arms and legs firmly secured by the straps at each corner of the bed, her head was secured by the neck where a large collar was fixed to cords at the side of the bed, it wasn't that Mi-Ling was being punished for anything, Marcia was just training the girl to be used to bondage, and this was only the second stage. Marcia went to the head of the bed where her slave's head was supported by a vee-shaped pillow, which allowed the cords through without removing the comfort of a pillow, she could see tears on her slave's face as the muscles on the young girl protested against the position forced upon them. Not a word escaped the girls mouth, she was fitted with a gag to ensure that any noise was reduced to a whimper. Marcia lightly rubbed the ten year olds body, she loved the feel of the young flesh beneath her hands, Mi-Ling had been Marcia's property for three years since she was seven. Marcia had been training the girl all the time, she could now take the switch on her flesh without crying out, the cane likewise, she still had a problem with the light whip, and cried piteously when the horse whip was shown to her back, but she'll learn, she'll learn. Bondage was something new for the girl, but to wear the costumes that Marcia was famed for she'd have to learn to remain in position for hours at a time, although with the new model that might not be a problem, Marcia was experimenting with organic/cybernetic connections and the computed results were good, she would soon have a working prototype ready instead of the lash-up she was currently developing, the mice seemed to respond to the inputs, but the monkey's couldn't stand more than ten minutes at a time before their behaviour was disrupted. Marcia was still awaiting the reports from the laboratory about the last death. She drew her mind back to her slave, she took off her gown and removed the gag on the young girls mouth. "Please mistress, I'm hurting" Mi-Ling said, Marcia took no notice of her but positioned herself so that her cunt was over the girl's mouth, Mi-Ling closed her eyes and started her duty of bringing her mistress off, it wasn't what she liked to do, but as a slave she had accepted this as part of her life, she chose to remain in Ropeville and was fostered off to this woman, she'd learnt that although she was placed in some degrading positions she was luckier than some of the other girls in her group. While Mi-Ling's tongue was working away Marcia was rubbing her hands over the girl's chest, the tits were just forming and responded to the rubbing and pinching that Marcia inflicted on them, and then Marcia moved her face down to the young peach-like slit of the girl, covering it with her mouth, tasting the small amount of pee that had leaked from the girl, she would have to control herself better, thought Marcia to herself, but in the meantime she concentrated on pushing her tongue inside the girl mimicking the action that she was receiving from her slave. She felt Mi-Ling's licking falter as the older woman's tongue agitated the young girls clitoris, and so Marcia bit lightly on it to force the girl to remember her duty, it had been impressed on her that the Mistress had to cum first before the slave would be allowed to experience pleasure, it was the first lesson that Mi-Ling had learnt, but she had taken her time learning it, Marcia was quick with the punishments and slow with the pleasure. To be honest Marcia hadn't be taught that the slaves deserved some respite as well, as far as she was concerned she was the mistress, they were the slaves and they had to put up with whatever she dished out, that was the way of things, her mother had impressed that on her like indelible ink on paper, it was now ingrained in Marcia's way of thinking. Finally she felt the waves of pleasure that meant her orgasm was approaching, Mi-Ling's tongue was working its well-learnt magic once more, as she came she started to inundate the girls mouth with her pent up piss, saved from over the night, Mi-Ling started to swallow it down, she drank quickly so that she didn't taste the liquid, she didn't want to spill any as she would be made to clean up the mess with her mouth, luckily Marcia didn't force the piss out, but allowed it to drain slowly into the girl. Once her release was complete Marcia then repaid the girl by bringing her off, the ten year old had just started to realise what pleasure could be derived from rubbing her slit, or rather the newly found bump near the top of the slit, and was now frustrated from using this at night as Marcia now restrained her after catching Mi-Ling masturbating one night. "Your body is mine to do with as I want, you have nothing to do with it!" she had told Mi-Ling, and then brought out some rope and tied the girl so that she couldn't bring herself off, she'd left the girl like that for the rest of the night. With the morning pleasure completed Marcia untied the girl's legs, and massaged them to relax the muscles, she did this for the added pleasure of feeling the girl respond to her touch, then the arms were released and massaged again, before removing the collar ropes, she helped the girl to rise and kissed her on the cheek, she didn't kiss on the mouth until after Mi-Ling had brushed her teeth as she hated the taste of her own piss on the girl's breath. Mi-Ling was then allowed to use the toilet and the girl was instructed to use an enema to quickly wash herself out and to evacuate into the bowl, then to wash herself all over in the shower while Marcia watched, she always got a thrill in watching a young girl bathing, it was something she got into while at school, and punished for at times as well. But now she could do it to her hearts content without her mother moaning at her. Once the girl was dry she was dressed, not in the normal school uniform, but in one created by Marcia, which many of the children's owners had expressed an interest in, she had liased with Zabrina to allow the insertion of many training and punishment items, which fastened into the costumes, which force the deportment training onto the wearer, keeping a straight back and head held in the correct position, helped with judicious positioning of plastic, instead of whalebone - which her mother swore by - and thus helping out the environment. By keeping up with the development of various manufacturers she found a supplier who could produce a flexible plastic to allow the garment to be worn, but when an electric charge was added, from a simple battery (AAA size), it would become rigid leaving the victim with barely enough movement to breath, in fact she had several costumes that would produce a perfect wasp-waist over several months of use, of course the girl had to be very young to wear and maintain such a costume, but it was a high priced best seller. Once locked into her costume and with her private parts sealed up and concealing dildo inside Mi-Ling, Marcia started to fix the girl's hair, hearing the moans of the girl as the dildos started to vibrate inside her, they were on a random setting for both power and length of time. "Quiet girl!" Marcia told Mi-Ling, "Young children should be seen and not heard! If I hear that you've been making a nuisance of yourself in class I'll be using you as a manikin for the next few nights - this was a severe threat as the girl had to hold herself in position for hours at a time, without the benefits of the costume helping, in fact some of the poses were agonising to maintain, but Marcia preferred those the most. Marcia then took the girl to the pick-up point for the school bus, Mi-Ling was force to take small mincing steps rushing to keep up with Marcia, who had placed a leash on the girl to ensure that she didn't stray, once at the stop they waited with the other parents/guardians of the children, Marcia was pleased to see that once again the costume Mi-Ling was wearing caused many of the people to admire her work. "Oh it's just a little something I've designed, and is quite easy to maintain, why don't you bring your child in one day and I'll see what I can do." She would say, she was happy Mi-Ling was bringing her pleasure as well as new customers. Once the bus arrived the two handlers would pick up Mi-Ling and lift her onto the bus, the steps being too high for the costume to allow her feet to go, Marcia would hand over the controller box so that Mistress Vicki could assume her normal control over the girl, she notice that a couple of the parents also did the same, each box was names so that there was not way that they could be mixed up, it was Marcia's dream that soon all the girls would be wearing her creation. The rest of her day was spent working on the newest creation, an all-encompassing bodysuit using the smartfabric that had been developed, she'd asked for it in a leather style format, as mentioned earlier the current suit was designed for monkeys as the cybernetics were still being fine-tuned, but even then it was working! The ape could be made to stand upright and walk almost normally without any apparent effort, and the feedback system allowed her to administer punishment, although she didn't know to what degree at the moment, it would need a human occupant in order to report on the sensations, she had tried the punishment settings but the monkey had gone... Well bananas would be the term and then it had just died on her, she had to sort out what went wrong - what she didn't know was a decimal point had been misplaced on the programme, increasing the power by 10 fold, what should have been mild pain was instant agony. Marcia worked on the fabric trying to find out where the short must have occurred, she had complete confidence in her programming skills that she assumed that this was where the problem was, she was disturbed twice during the day with people who had appointments for fittings, they were always impressed with her work as well they might be, she was meticulous in her work and had no truck with second best. She was getting ready to meet the school bus at the normal time when she received a phone call from Mistress Vicki, it seemed that Mi-Ling was found in the toilets with another girl, in what was called a compromising position, Mistress Vicki was in the process of showing the girls why they shouldn't disobey rules and would have Mi-Ling and the girl returned home later. This made Marcia mad, how dare Mi-Ling use her tongue on anyone else except at herself and Mistress Vicki's instructions, she would teach the girl a lesson. Marcia spent the next hour going through the fabric, but couldn't find the elusive short, she then decided that the monkey must have had a weak heart, she turned her attention to the prototype suit, she needed to test it out and Mi-Ling had made her so angry that she decided that she should benefit from the costume effects, she prepared the software to interface with the suit and awaited Mi-Ling's arrival. ---- When Mi-Ling arrived back at Marcia's home she was exhausted, Mistress Vicki had first of all beat her with a ruler all over her body then she kept her using her tongue for pleasure while making the girl do push-ups then she was made to bend double to accept first two fingers, then three and then four into her ass, then she was made to ride a bicycle which had a 3 inch dildo designed to penetrate her ass, her feet had been secured into the pedals of the bicycle and a motorised handle turned the pedals forcing her to go even faster, which made the dildo pump even quicker, the girl couldn't even hold herself upright as she was pushed into the shop. "I have finished with her," Said Mistress Vicki, "She understands that she's been a bad girl, but if you want to punish her further then I will leave her with you, I have her paramour to return yet!" Marcia thanked Mistress Vicki for her attentions and said that she was able to deal with the problem herself, she turned to the unfortunate girl and ordered her to undress, sobbing Mi-Ling obeyed her mistress. Once she was naked in front of her mistress she was made to turn around while Marcia checked her body for marks, hissing when especially painful welts were prodded and followed, Marcia shook her head at the girl. "Oh you ungrateful slave, how dare you try to find comfort away from me your mistress, I hope you've learnt your lesson from Mistress Vicki." Marcia finally said to her. "Mistress please I'm so sorry, Jennifer was so pretty I had to touch her and one thing led to another and then the Janitor walked in and found us, he marched us both back to the classroom and made us tell Mistress Vicki everything," Mi-Ling was crying again as she told Marcia this, "And then Mistress Vicki made us do other things to each other, I was so ashamed!" "And so you should be, foolish girl, you were most probably on the school video system all the time, exposing yourself to another, I don't know!" she paused in her tirade, "Don't just stand there, try on the costume." Marcia told the girl, Mi-Ling sobbing pulled on the cat suit, it fitted her exactly, as Marcia had planned, the fabric moulded itself to the girl like a second skin, Marcia nodded. "Now the hood, you have to wear it for the full effect!" She told the girl, the hood was pulled up and over Mi-Ling's head, again it seemed to mould itself to her skin. "Good!" said Marcia, "Now walk around girl, lets see how pliable it is!" Mi-Ling started to walk, the fabric rubbed against her ass, causing her some pain, she started sobbing again, this angered Marcia. "Goddamm-it girl! Stop you whimpering. Now smile and walk, smile and walk!" Marcia instructed her, Mi-Ling tried her best but the pain was increasing, Marcia should have applied some lotion to the girls ass to allow the tight fitting suit to pass over the area, but in her anger she wanted to make the girl suffer. After a few minutes of walking Mi-Ling stopped, "Please Mistress, can I relax, I'm hurting all over." Marcia was furious now "Relax? You want to relax, well I'll teach you." She went to the keyboard of the computer and started the program, all of a sudden Mi-Ling felt the suit stiffen up and then to her apprehension start to move on its own, in a sort of frog-march around the room, Marcia was laughing now. "You see Mi-Ling, you do want to keep moving, now try going faster!" she told the girl while pressing some more commands. Mi-Ling was panicking now, she couldn't control her limbs, she looked at her mistress who was watching from her computer, "Please Mistress help me!" she cried but Marcia just smiled at her, the thought of having a living puppet was intoxicating, if only the girl wouldn't make so much noise, but then there was something she could do about that! She pressed a few more buttons. Mi-Ling felt the hood change slightly and then she felt it probing at her mouth, before she realised what was happening she found that the hood had forced her mouth open and extending itself into the oral cavity, she could breath through her nose but was unable to say anything. Marcia nodded, the program was working exactly as it should, even Mi-Ling seemed used to it as she wasn't saying a word now, Marcia smiled and force the suit to work even harder. Mi-Ling was completely overwhelmed by the actions of the suit, her body couldn't take anymore punishment and she was starting to faint, she couldn't get Marcia's attention as her arms would not obey her anymore, she couldn't shout to Marcia as the fabric was such an effective gag, she could only move as the suit made her, she felt more than saw darkness engulfing her. Marcia frowned, according to the feedback Mi-Ling was almost in a faint, this was not part of Marcia's plans, she thought about her options, she could stop this now and allow the girl to rest, there would be plenty of time to test out the suit tomorrow, or she could leave Mi-Ling to continue the test, it didn't matter that the girl was unconscious the suit would continue to work. She considered, and then decided to keep going. The monitors showed that Mi-Ling was completely unconscious now but the suit was still working so the problem with the monkey must have been the ape's fault, Marcia made the suit move into Mi-Ling's bedroom and position itself on the bed, Marcia directed the suit to go into the spread-eagle position, but she still wasn't satisfied, she wanted Mi-Ling to feel the pain that she had given Marcia. She went to the pain controller, what level should she use? She pondered, not 1 that was too low, 2 wouldn't be much better, 3 would be better, she nodded to herself and set the dial to 3 and left the room. She didn't see Mi-Ling's eyes open with the pain or her muffled screams as the pain ripped through her body at 30 times normal! And she was left all night with the suit running. -------- Marcia was crying again as she remembered that next morning, she entered Mi-Ling's bedroom and went to the girl, her eyes were open and staring, not moving at all, Marcia went to the computer and checked the monitor, she screamed as she read the information. The suit was maintaining the heartbeat, but to all intents the girl was dead, Marcia ran out from her rooms and into the street screaming, she was picked up by two police officers who took her back home, once inside they found the body of Mi-Ling, they called for an ambulance, not realising the truth. The doctors found the cause of Mi-Ling's death and informed the police, Marcia was arrested and placed in a hospital room under guard, she had tried to commit suicide - the death of her slave had affected her so much, she was sedated and made to face up to what she had done. The council convened to discuss the problem, Marcia was an artist in her field, she was the best designer that had ever lived, but she had to be punished for the death of a person in her care, they spoke to her and made her check her programme again, this time she found the error, she started screaming again, it was her fault that Mi-Ling was dead, through her own sloppy work, if she had checked it properly instead of wasting time with the fabric then Mi-Ling would still be alive. She wrote another program, using pictures scanned into the computer, she modified a voice synthesiser to duplicate Mi-Ling's voice, so in this way she would have her slave with her, alive in a way that she would never have thought of. When the council were made aware of this they decided that Marcia would never be allowed to leave her shop again, a long chain allowed her movement from the counter to her own rooms but no further, the only pictures she would be allowed are those of Mi-Ling, and the only access she would have to the outside world would be customers allowed to enter the shop, and the only way she could talk to the world would be through the voice and picture of her dead slave. She accepted their offer, she would modify and redesign the suit so that such a error would never happen again, she would design new outfits for the pleasure of others as she would never be allowed another slave again, tormented but not allowed relief. She looked at the computer screen, the face smiled at her, "I love you Mistress", came the voice of her love Mi-Ling - Slave and Prison guard in one programme. |