| SIN AND DEX: LOST FROM 124TH STREET [ the final part ] Evelyn smiled as she watched the two crates being removed from the transport. She noted the signs on the side of each crate. ‘Fragile -ceramic statues - please handle with care’. She agreed that the contents were fragile and the sign would persuade anybody who managed to get a glimpse of the contents of the crates. The guards had managed to get the crates on to the ground. Evelyn nodded her head and a second team went in to open the side of the crates. This had a ‘D’ on its side, the team - composed entirely of girls of about 13 to 14 years old - were attacking the crate with crowbars. Evelyn stifled a laugh as she watched the girls working with no knowledge of what they were doing. One girl screamed as her crowbar rebounded from the side of the crate and hit her hand. Evelyn raised her hand and the action stopped. Another gesture and the girl approached Evelyn fearfully, at her outstretched hand the girl placed the injured hand into Evelyn’s. “You were too careless Amanda.” Evelyn told the girl, “There is little damage to your hand but I would suggest that you treat it with ice.” And she sent the girl away to the medical section. The other girls were then sent back to their task. Finally the side was loosened and fell away showering the girls and the ground with a flurry of foam chips revealing the body inside. The naked form of a young girl, about 9 or 10 years old, was revealed. Her hands were gripping two handles inside the crate, but she hadn’t moved from her position. Her head was encased in a helmet into which several tubes were threaded. Evelyn held up her hand stopping the action, she walked up to the crate herself and gazed upon the girl inside. The young girl was standing up, but Evelyn could see that two rods, which were buried into the girl herself, were supporting her. Looking closer Evelyn could see the girl’s throat moving as if she was talking away. But all that could be heard was a muffled sound, barely audible, in fact if the girl was still surrounded by the packing then nothing would have been heard at all. Evelyn then noticed a small black object taped in the crate but near the girl. A command brought Bridget over - she was an expert in electronics having studied with Satellite at the Swiss school. Bridget went to the crate and retrieved the object. She returned to her mistress and went down onto one knee presenting the object in her open palms. “It is a radio mistress.” Bridget explained, “It appears to be tuned to a high frequency waveband. I recognise the maker’s mark, it’s a product of Ropeville.” Evelyn nodded her approval, the town of Ropeville was known as an ally of her faction, she took the proffered item and switched it on . . . “. . . and we will be release soon, I still can’t see out as the visor is still covering my face, but don’t worry Sinister you will be out soon.” The girls’ voice could be heard and then another voice responded. “I’m not worried sister, you’ve kept me going all this time, I still don’t know how many day’s we’ve been in here.” Evelyn decided that she should maintain control. “You will be in there for as long as I deem it necessary!” She told the girls. From the way the girl in the crate stiffened up she knew that her voice had been heard. “Mistress may I have permission to speak?” The throat of the girl could be seen to move Evelyn was intrigued and decided to hear the girl out. “Mistress I have a message from our trainer, it is with regards to my sister Sinister.” Evelyn was surprised, how could the girl remember a message after two days in a box? It was strange but then from what she’d heard of their trainer nothing was normal. “Please relay your message.” Evelyn told the girl. “Thank you mistress.” Came the reply and then the girls’ voice altered “Greetings, as you are listening to this I will assume that you have followed my suggestions and are unpacking Dexter first.” Evelyn was fascinated this was a post-hypnotic message very neatly done as far as she could tell. “The subject Sinister in the other crate should be treated by a therapist as soon as possible, she has a deep seated fear of dark places which is why both girls were allowed to use the radios. Her confinement has been maintained by a small dose of sedative and by listening to Dexter talking to her. “I have been assured that a standard therapy will be enough to repair the condition, but I was unaware of this until only a couple of weeks ago, you have my apologies for this deficiency in your property.” Evelyn smiled at that. Her property she wondered if she could request a refund for damaged goods, but she listened to the rest of the message. “You will find Sinister has a flute strapped to her leg, Dexter has a keyboard packed in her crate, both girls are quite accomplished musicians which I hope will counter any bad feelings you may have regarding the status of either girl. If you need to contact me Dexter has my email address and will pass it on when asked for it. I will remind you of the terms of the contract. Should either girl be subjected to undue injury or threats of death then I will demand return of both girls with a refund of your monies paid less a fee of course. That is the end of the message.” Then the girl’s voice returned to normal. “Mistress do you wish me to forget this message?” Evelyn recognised this it was a pre-programmed order, whoever did this was an expert. “Not at this time, please retain the message.” She said into the radio. “Thank you mistress I will ask again in five days.” The girl, Dexter, said and then, “I’m sorry mistress I didn’t hear you.” She said. Evelyn knew that the girl had completely forgotten about the past few minutes. “That all right girl, it wasn’t meant for you. What is your name?” Evelyn asked her, although she had heard what the girl had said earlier. “Mistress the name I was given by my master is Dexter, my sister’s name is Sinister, although you can call us whatever you wish.” Evelyn smiled that was correct but for the moment she was satisfied with the names that they had been given. “Not just yet my right handed slave, remain as you are for the moment, I will instruct my pupils to release your sister from her harness first before you are released.” Evelyn told the girl. She smiled to herself. Sinister and Dexter! Yes the names did seem appropriate for what the people knew, but if they only had her advantage of age they would see the real meaning of the names. “Sinister!” Evelyn spoke into the radio. “Yes mistress.” Came the quick reply. “I’m instructing my pupils to release you now, you will have to remove your helmet before you can leave the box, but by then you will be in the open air, it will be for a few minutes more that you will remain there.” She told the girl. “Thank you mistress, I’m sorry that my condition is causing you problems.” The girl did sound really sorry as well, this was rare in trained slaves both girls still had a personality, if she had to repair them it would be simpler than others she’d been involved with. At her gesture the team of girls then started on the other crate, now they knew where the nails were it didn’t take so long and the packing material was soon spilling out onto the ground. Evelyn walked to the crate and looked at the girl inside. Like the other girl she appeared to be about 10 years old. Evelyn looked closely at the two poles holding the girl upright, they were hinged in the middle but locked in their current position, one end was fixed onto a metal plate on the side of the crate, the other was imbedded into the sex and anus of the girl. Evelyn smiled again, any movement or bang would be transmitted along the pole into the girl directly. Evelyn looked at the immature cunt and noticed the moisture that was coating the pole at that point, even at her age she was being kept in an aroused state, it was a diabolical transportation method, but kept the victim sexually aware. A tube extended from the girl urethra to a small container from which another tube ended into the helmet. Two other tubes went from the side of the crate to the helmet, obviously supplying air to the girl. Placing a hand on the girl’s arm Evelyn removed the helmet from the girl’s head, as the outside light hit her face the girl squinted slightly and drew in a deep breath of air, she turned her head and looked at Evelyn. “Mistress you are beautiful.” Were the first words Sinister said when she managed to speak. Evelyn smiled at the girl. “Sinister why do you assume that I am your mistress?” Evelyn asked the girl. “You have to be mistress, your the most beautiful one here!” came the girl’s innocent answer which made Evelyn laugh out loud. “Oh Sinister, you are welcomed here, I hope you are a well-trained slave, I would hate to have to send you back!” at those words the face of the young girl became frightened. “Oh no mistress, please don’t send me back it would mean that I’ve failed both you and my trainer.” She said in a rush. Evelyn brushed the girl’s hair. “Don’t worry little one, I’m sure you’re do fine” She told the girl before gesturing to the girls to release Sinister from her placement. One girl looked closely at the poles and their hinges, she removed the locking bolt and pulled down on the length attached to the girl. She gasped when she saw the size of the dildo that was attached to it, the juices coating it were such that she couldn’t help herself. She started to lick the phallus savouring the young girl emissions. “Joanne!” Evelyn’s voice brought her to reality. “When you’ve quite finished report to Adrienne for punishment.” Joanne stood up and looked at the ground in front of Evelyn. “Yes mistress, I’m sorry I disobeyed you.” She said before walking slowly to the hanging chains in the courtyard. Evelyn shook her head, Joanne had yet to learn self-control still half a day in the sun will help her. In the meantime another girl had released the dildo in Sinister’s ass. Evelyn gestured to the girl to remain where she was as the catheter was still inside her, a matron from the sick bay was summoned who looked at the catheter and quickly removed it, checking the tip to ensure that there was no blood on it. She quickly checked Sinister for injury and illness. “Mistress the girl is physically fit, and only appears to be suffering slightly from dehydration, I would suggest a couple of days in the sick bay to ensure no harm has occurred to her.” She quickly reported to Evelyn who nodded. She asked the matron to stand by as Dexter was now disconnected from her restraints. This was quickly done and Dexter was given the same examination, with the same results. Both girls faced their new mistress. “You will go with the matron to the sick bay and you will obey her in all commands, you will find our system is different from what you would expect. When you are released from the sick bay you will be brought to me. Now go!” Evelyn told the girls who both bowed to her before walking away, Evelyn smiled when she saw Dexter grab the keyboard and that Sinister had touched her leg to ensure that the flute was still there. ---- In the sick bay the two girls were given a thorough examination by a team of doctors, and the full report was sent to Evelyn. There was also a psychiatrists report which showed that both girls were well adjusted to their new role in life, although Sinister did have the reported problem, but they were satisfied that she would respond to therapy. The girls were placed into cages in the sick bay and given a light meal, which was all the doctors thought they’d be able to manage and they were then told to relax. A few minutes later the nurse on duty heard music coming from the sleeping area, when she went to investigate she saw the two girls playing away on their instruments. The music was such that she listened to it instead of telling the girls off, in fact she was found by the next shift still listening to the music. It was her turn to attend the punishment section that next day. When she heard the report Evelyn smiled. She would have to listen to the girls playing at some stage. In the meantime the twins were pronounced fit and ready to attend their new mistress. They were taken out of the cages and to an arena. They were chained to a post and told to remain in position until their mistress released them Evelyn noticed them there as she prepared to greet the sun. This was her normal routine. She had always done this and was training four other girls to do the same. The placed themselves at the cardinal points of the compass with Evelyn in the centre. Then each one started to hum the tune of the morning. It was a piece of music that had been lost to the world in ancient times; Evelyn had only a part of it which she had taught to her acolytes. As the rays of the sun struck each girl she sang her part. Evelyn noticed that the two girls chained to the post seemed to be in rapture at the sounds, their eyes were closed. And now it was Evelyn’s turn to sing her part, she could feel the power of the song as it was focused by the four girls onto her placement she raised her face and arms to the golden sun willing it to rise even higher. Superstition? Possibly! But this was how she had been raised and her sisters all had their own way of greeting the sun. Once the ceremony was complete Evelyn went up to where the two girls were chained, they were standing with their head bowed. Evelyn unchained them. “Follow.” Was all she said to them. She walked to her breakfast room where a quivering girl was assigned to serve her. Evelyn shook her head at the girl who was so scared that she almost spilt the wine. “Sinister, Dexter you may eat at my table.” She told the two girls, who both thanked her. The serving girl was amazed this was the first time that any body was invited to eat with the Mistress. “You understand that you are my property?” Evelyn asked the two girls, Sinister looked at Dexter who spoke for them both. “Yes mistress, our trainer made that perfectly clear. We are to do whatever you instruct us to do and can refuse nothing.” Dexter told her. “But if I was to threaten you both with death?” Evelyn asked, the serving girl almost ran away at that. The two girls were not disturbed. “Mistress, should that occur deliberately then it is a breach of your contract with our trainer, we would get word to him along with our location, what he does then is up to you.” Dexter’s voice was calm and measured, almost as if she was reading a script. The serving girl was now so scared that she actually ran from the room, Evelyn watched her in amusement. “I wonder how you would manage that?” she said quietly. Both girls closed their eyes and looked up. Then Dexter’s face was lowered again, there was a strange look in her eyes. “From the question you asked I assume that you are talking about their notifying me, I did expect that as you can tell.” Although the voice was Dexter’s the words were from somewhere else, another post-hypnotic command Evelyn decided. “Both girls have a programmed response and will do everything to get to a computer; from there they would send an email to my address. Please do not question them about this again.” Dexter raised her face again. Then both girls returned their heads to a normal position. Evelyn didn’t know what to say, but noticed that although the girls were watching her their eyes were blank, as if they were waiting for something. “Won’t you eat something?” Evelyn asked them and watched their eyes clear. “Thank you, mistress.” Dexter said as she started to eat the food provided. Evelyn studied both girls neither seemed to have noticed anything was wrong. After breakfast - and the server was reported for leaving her post - Evelyn took the girls to a stage, there was a large throne like seat to the side. A piano and flute were set up ready for the girls. Dexter sat down and played a few scales - The piano was perfectly tuned - while Sinister tried the flute. Once the girls were satisfied with the instruments they looked at Evelyn. “Play whatever you wish, but make sure I like it or you will face the punishment.” She told them. The girls looked at each other before nodding and then they started to play. At first the music was quiet, slow and then it picked up its beat, the tune was almost familiar Evelyn couldn't place it and then she realised what it was. The Morning Song! The girls had listened to it, but now the tune moved on, more bars of music that Evelyn had forgotten. These two children were playing music that had been lost to the known world! Evelyn sat still wrapped up in the music her mind following the lost thread that was there. Deep underground the entity that was Evelyn’s master slept, it mind still active and listening through the mind of its minions. It heard the music felt it flowing through its body and it smiled. ‘NO, NOT YET!’ it thought, ‘MY TIME IS NOT YET HERE, BUT SOON!’ and so it slept on. The two girls followed the music to it logical conclusion, each note exactly where it should be and the last note echoed in the auditorium. There were a few seconds of silence and then the sound of many hands clapping away, the curtains opened to reveal every seat taken by the girls of the school, along the side were adults - teachers and guards - all of whom were overtaken by the music of the twins. Evelyn hoped that the recorders had done their work, now she had the full Music of the Morning. It would be filed away to be used at the final time! She smiled at the two girls, they would be treasured and nurtured, but eventually they would have to go to the Swiss school to learn under her sister where they would excel and their next master would appreciate them more. Evelyn dismissed the audience and approached the two girls, “Where did you learn that piece?” She asked them. The girls glanced at each other before Dexter spoke. “Mistress, I’m sorry but we listened to your song this morning, it seemed incomplete, we followed the music and just played what seemed correct.” She looked at her mistress as if waiting for a reprimand. Evelyn nodded her head, she had never tried to get a musician to listen to the song that she knew only a part of. “Very well”, Evelyn said to her two charges, “Are you able to write down the music?” The two girls sadly shook their heads, “No matter, I’m sure our recorders would have taken it down, I’ll have it transcribed later.” She directed the two girls to follow her. The walked past the punishment area where girls were suspended from their arms, one of the assigned floggers was trying to show off with the whip she was holding. Evelyn was almost going to reprimand the girl when she noticed that both Sinister and Dexter were shaking their heads. “You see a problem with the punishment area?” Evelyn asked them, as normal Dexter spoke for them both. “Not the area mistress, but that girl there is doing it all wrong.” She said Evelyn was amused and stepped up to the whip girl. “You there stop now!” She told the frightened girl who immedidately stood to attention in front of her mistress. “Dexter you said that this girl was incorrect in her use of the whip would you mind showing her how the whip should be used.” Solemnly the young girl took the whip from the punishers hands and approached the victim who was watching in fear. “Don’t be frightened,” Dexter told the suspended girl, “Fear only make the whip hurt harder, what you have to do is to move the pain and turn it into pleasure.” “Dexter stop instructing the girl and start her punishment, 10 strokes. NOW!” Evelyn instructed her slave. “Yes mistress, immediately.” Dexter replied and started to draw the whip back. Evelyn notice that the young girl held nothing back in her strike, the whip hit the girl exactly as it should have done, in fact as Evelyn would have wielded it herself. Evelyn notice the punishment mistress watching the girl closely, she went up to the former punisher and stuck her on her head. “You see girl that is how you should use a whip. All that fancy showing off does nothing and uses your energy which is wasteful!” She turned to Evelyn, “Mistress who is that girl, I wouldn’t mind her on my team.” Evelyn smiled as Dexter rejoined her and handed the whip to the punishment mistress, “I’m afraid not, my toys are for my use only.” She turned and led the two girls away. ---- Later that day, after the two girls had shown their appreciation of her purchasing her - and causing her to almost lose control with their knowledgeable tongues. Evelyn sat down to write a letter to her sister. It would appear that the information supplied by Mavis was correct, the trainer is very proficient in his work which is surprising to find in a male. I have studied the two subjects and found that they are almost a successfully bonded pair, how that was achieved in a short time I am unable to say. I’m also enclosing a tape of their musical performance which I’m sure you will find interesting. I hope your school is progressing well and we’ll have to arrange some time when we can establish an exchange scheme. Do write soon sister. Yours with the master. Sister E. Evelyn addressed the letter to Sister A, care of an address in Switzerland. And then she returned to her bed chamber and her two slaves who were waiting for her. |