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MARGARET - LOST FROM HER MIND [ part 22 ] Away from the prying eyes of their classmates, but still under supervision of the two young girls, Emily and Danielle were embracing each other. The feeling of their skin touching and brushing against each other was heightening the sensations. Dexter and her twin watched the pair of girls as they gently fell onto the bed. The two girls smiled as they saw Emily gently reach down with a hand to touch the breast of her lover. Danielle sighed as Emily squeezed the mound and then slipped her tongue into Emily’s mouth. Their explorations were stopped when Dexter coughed. “You’ll have time for that later!” She said and Sinister took up the conversation. “We’ve got to show you how to satisfy your partner!” The two girls looked guiltily at their instructors who just smiled back at them. The twins started their lesson. “Alright now kneel on the bed facing each other, and then using your eyes look at the body before you, learn every part of it before you touch it.” They said The two older girls were soon in position. Danielle looked at Emily, the first thing she noticed was the eyes. They had a hungry look in them, in a way it both frightened and excited her. She changed the focus to Emily’s body, the small breasts, firm and engorged, she could see that Emily was excited, she then lowered her gaze to the flat stomach, the exercise routines of the school made sure that all the girls were fit, and obesity was not a thing to be encouraged, and then the small tuft of hair at the top of Emily’s pussy. Emily regarded Danielle, although taller the girl was younger than Emily and seemed fresher, more vibrant, her breasts were not as well formed and still showed the light shading on the areola, somehow this seemed prettier to Emily. She looked down her friend’s body and focused on the smooth hairless pussy that lay between her legs. The sight of it made Emily’s mouth water. The twins now moved behind the girls, Dexter was behind Emily while Sinister placed herself behind Danielle. Both girls started to whisper to their respective charges – unknown to Emily or Danielle the twins spoke the same words. “What do you like most about her?” They asked. “Her pussy!” Said Emily, “Her breasts!” Danielle said blushing. “Reach out and touch!” The twins instructed them. Emily needed no invitation, her hand reached out to stroke Danielle’s smooth pussy. Danielle jumped at the touch, but Sinister held her in place showing more strength than the older girl has suspected. “Relax, you know she isn’t going to hurt you, and it’s not as if you don’t want her to touch you there is it?” Sinister said quietly. Danielle shook her head and bit her lip then she tentatively reached out to Emily and gave a feather-like touch on her breasts, feeling the flesh tighten under her touch. Emily giggled at the sensation and moved her other hand to cup one of Danielle’s breasts. She then moved closer and moved her mouth to suckle on the other breast. Danielle shuddered as Emily’s tongue started to lick over the nipple. Dexter looked over at Sinister and, after licking a finger, made an invisible line in the air, ‘one up to my side!’ she had gestured, and indeed, when allowed to be, Emily was quite the instigator of the two girls’ passions. Danielle wanted to resist this attack on her body but with Sinister’s soothing words she relaxed and allowed her friend to continue her assault. The hand on her pussy was now fingering her clit as well causing waves of passion to wash over her. “OH What’s happening to me? It’s never been like this before!” She started to say as her orgasm started to hit her. Sinister could have told her the reason. Emily’s multiple actions was hitting Danielle’s G-spots, either the girl was lucky or she’d been taught by an expert. Emily allowed her friend to recover from the first orgasm and then started her attack again, but this time Dexter stopped her. “No Emily, now its Danielle’s turn to pleasure you!” She said and reluctantly Emily pulled away from her lover. Danielle looked bewildered as Emily withdrew, “What do I do?” She whispered to Sinister. Sinister smiled, “You’ve been at this school for how long? You’ve had the anatomy lessons haven’t you? You know how you feel when you touch yourself, so just do the same to Emily. Why don’t you use your mouth on her pussy? Push your tongue inside her.” Danielle looked at Sinister, thinking about her advice and then she lowered her mouth to Emily’s pussy. She extended her tongue and licked along the slit of Emily’s pussy. Dexter watched Emily’s face while Danielle was doing this, the girl had closed her eyes and smiled. Sinister was now directing Danielle into how to bring pleasure to Emily, and when she now started to lightly bite on Emily’s clit she was happy to hear her friend start to cry out in ecstasy. She stopped for a moment but was prodded on by Sinister to start licking Emily’s pussy to drink the moisture that was there. When Emily recovered the twins persuaded the older girls to turn so that each had the other’s pussy in range of their mouth. Dexter smiled at them both. “We’ve shown you the basics, now you’re on your own.” The twins said before slipping out of the room. But by that time neither Emily nor Danielle heard them. ---- The twins giggled after telling their story to Trinity. “You didn’t stay to make sure they learnt everything?” She ask them. Both girls shook their head, “No, we thought they’d get on better without us being there, but we’ll return to them don’t worry.” They said then they both got up and started to pull Trinity back to an upright position. “But now we’ve got to practise our music, and we thought you might want to dance again.” Trinity felt her legs, they still ached slightly from the whipping that Mistress Sharon had placed on them, but her back didn’t hurt as much as she expected. So she nodded. As she got up from the bed she hesitated. “You’re not going to record me again are you?” she asked them They both looked at her and smiled, “Oh no, the cameras will be switched off, we promise!” they said. The three girls ran to the theatre, but instead of going through the main doors the twins took Trinity into the stage door. “They’ve got the main doors blocked, we had some winds that damaged them last night.” The twins explained. When she got to the stage she found that the curtains were closed and she wasn’t able to see the girls as they went through to their instruments. “We’ve found some records to play along with.” They had said and then, to Trinity’s surprise they handed her a pink tutu to wear. “That’s to make you feel like a real ballerina.” They said laughing. Dexter then showed her a button. “Press that and then we’ll start playing the records.” She said. Trinity decided to go along with their joke and put the tutu on. She went through a few warm-ups before she felt able to dance properly. She pressed the button and waited for the music to start, the tune played, she realised that it was Prokofiev, from his ballet Romeo and Juliet, she recognised the piece and began to go through the movements, she was well into the dance when the curtains were drawn back. She was almost overwhelmed when she saw the audience there watching her, she glared at the musicians playing, narrowing her eyes at Dexter who just smiled and continued. She shook her head again, they’d done it again to her, this time even more so! Keeping her head, after all she had danced for Mistress Hildegard and her class, she continued to move with the music. She remembered what Mistress Hildegard had said about pacing herself so she visualised the step that she’d watched and copied them. She wondered how she could do this but then realised that Maggie was remembering the different ballet videos that they had watched and passing them to Mahut who acted as a time corrector and telling Margaret which steps to do next while controlling the breathing. So it wasn’t Margaret or Maggie or Mahut who danced, it was Trinity. And Trinity was able to dance with more grace than Margaret or Maggie could ever had done. With Mahut it was different, as when she was, previously, alive the art form hadn’t been invented as such. So it was that Trinity danced for the girls of the school, but not looking at them, dancing to the music but then at the same time she was feeling the steps before making them. From Prokofiev the music merged into Ravel, a slower beat but again a ballet that Maggie had seen and was able to pass on the steps . . . After that Tchaikovsky was next, with music from sleeping beauty. Then an unknown piece of music, fast lively and full of obvious movement, Maggie scratched her, virtual, head and then just said ‘follow the music’ Mahut passed this on to Margaret who threw herself into the rhythm of the music, Mahut then concentrated on maintaining a normal heart beat and breathing. Then the music changed once again, and this time another person joined Trinity on the stage, from the dress it was a man, although the face was obscured by a mask, but then from the obvious breast it was a woman dressed as a man. This was something new to Margaret, dancing with a partner, but Maggie was able to find videos of dances and passed this through. Trinity then found herself in the female part of the ballet with this unknown person as the male. They found that, although it was not practised, they joined with the smoothness of years of practise. Trinity was intrigued by this and found herself making moves that she could only dream about before. This was the last piece as the orchestra brought the music to an end, the auditorium erupted into applause as the unknown dancer held Trinity’s hand and they bowed to the audience. Sister E then came onto the stage and the applause ceased immediately as every one stood up. Sister E smiled at Trinity. “Well done, that was even better than the last time, and I understand that you were completely unprepared for this event? I did tell certain people about this, they should have passed that on!” She looked at Dexter and Sinister with a small smile, they bowed to acknowledge their actions. “You will see Mistress Sharon in the morning.” She said to them but the command didn’t faze them as they bowed again. “This event was staged to allow us one last chance to watch Margaret Wilkinson before she leaves us. It is hoped that in the next few years we will have her as a student here. We will await her return with interest.” She turned to Trinity again. “That was a wonderful dance you did for us, I was glad to see that the inclusion of Mistress Hildegard wasn’t too much for you.” Trinity looked at her partner in shock as Mistress Hildegard removed her mask, “I knew you’d be able to do it, that’s why I asked Sister E to allow this!” Mistress Hildegard said smiling, “It was an honour to dance with you. . . Trinity” ‘What should we do?’ Margaret asked Mahut and Maggie ‘Smile and kiss her of course!’ Maggie said and Mahut agreed - the whole conversation took less than a second. And so Trinity bowed to Sister E and then turned to Mistress Hildegard. “It was wonderful to dance with you, thank you so much.” And she kissed the surprised woman. Sister E smiled at that display and waited until the two had finished. “Margaret will be leaving in the morning, if any of those here wish to talk to her she will be available for then next 15 minutes. After that she will be returning to her room. Dexter and Sinister I believe you have an apology to make?” Sister E announced. The twins were the first to approach Margaret, they kissed her, “Sorry Margaret, but it was too good a thing to pass up.” And Trinity had to admit they didn’t’ look sorry, but Maggie said she would have done the same thing. Trinity shook her shoulders and then hugged the twins. “I should be mad at you both, but I can’t be. It’s strange when I first met you my first instinct was to kill you. You know I think I should have gone along with that!” She said smiling. “Oh you wouldn’t do that, just think of all the fun you’d miss out on!” The twins said also smiling, then they were surrounded by a number of girls, most of whom had been at the ballet lessons. The next quarter-hour was a whirl of girls talking and showing their appreciation of Trinity’s skills. Questions like ‘How did you know what steps to use?’ and ‘How did you like dancing with Hildy?’ (Although several girls did look to see no teacher had overheard that name.) Trinity was able to answer the questions without any bother and was surprise that she was able to remember the girls’ names. Finally the three girls were ushered off to Trinity’s room. They stripped Trinity of her pink tutu and fell onto the bed, they were too tired to even think about doing anything with each other, which in a way was a pity . . . ---- Margaret awoke, She was on a single bed, Sinister and Dexter were nowhere to be found, she looked around and saw that she was in a cell, in fact . . . she was in the basement cell. On the floor was a stack of videotapes and a pink tutu. Beside her on the bed was a letter with her name on it, she opened it and read it. ‘My dear Trinity, While I am writing this you are asleep on the bed with my two favourite slaves, I’m sorry to return you so abruptly but it was the only way I could do this. I know you’ll remember my advice, I have given you a contact address, which will activate after you finish reading this message. I do wish you could have remained with us for longer, you still have much to learn child, but need to return to your aunt, she will look after you and help you. In four years time you will return to this school, we await your return – and you will return trust me on this. You are an ambassador for both our societies, Ropeville and Mine. Although you do not understand this at the moment, you will soon discover this for yourself. I will see you soon. Sister E.’ Trinity absorbed the letter and the hidden message; she knew how to contact Sister E and the school, where it was and directions on how to find it! But she also knew that she could never tell anyone about this. Margaret blinked, on her own she couldn’t understand the message, but when Mahut and Maggie linked together with her they knew exactly! Margaret smiled, whoever Sister E had working for her were very good! Trinity shook her head and slid from the bed, but it was Margaret who walked to the bathroom area to use the toilet and shower, she felt lonely, missing Dexter and Sinister, she smiled when she realised that previously she would have felt threatened if a girl joined her. She went over the programming that she had endured, but none of it seemed to remain with her, she was free . . . Well for a slave she was free anyway. She wondered how long she’d actually been away, and would ‘master’ still be upstairs? She opened the cell door and examined the basement area, the toy cupboard was still full of whips, dildos, strap-ons, restraints and everything the well set up fetishes required. She smiled and then wondered why she retained this knowledge. She shook her head, no doubt this would be revealed later in her life, she went to a computer and activated it, entering passwords and codes that she didn’t know. She deactivated the watchdog program so that she would be able to move freely around the house, but kept the outside alarms activated. She logged off and then turned off the computer. Finally she went to the basement door, found it wasn’t locked, opened it and went upstairs to the hallway. From the daylight in the windows it was about 6 O’clock in the morning, a guess proven by looking at the clock in the hall. She quietly crept upstairs and looked into the bedrooms there. A pink painted room with frills, a girl’s bedroom – no, two girls from the beds there. Another bedroom, empty and the bed stripped. Finally a man’s bedroom, complete with a man asleep in the bed. Margaret stood by the door and looked at him, she wanted to climb into the bed with him, but then reconsidered. What about cooking him breakfast in bed. She smiled and quietly closed the door. She remembered where the kitchen was, having been there a couple of times already, she turned on the hobs on the cooker and found some frying pans, she grabbed an apron. Went to the fridge to remove some rashers of bacon and eggs. She poured a small amount of oil into one frying pan, but relied on the fat in the bacon, to supply enough to cook the food. Very soon the smell of bacon and eggs frying was drifting up the stairs and into the kitchen. |