By Musker
(part 3)
"So be good for goodness sake"
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This is a fantasy story. It has no basis in reality. Even the names of the characters are made up and have no relevance to anyone. It is for adult readers only, of legal age, and deals with domination and submission of a non consenting type. So don't read it if you are offended by this subject matter or not an adult of legal age.
Judith stood in the doorway and felt a chill that caused her to shudder. Never did she see a sight that affected her so much. Oh she had seen many a young woman in the same position as these two were, but these two held a special meaning for her. First off, neither one was going to Boot Camp right after Preparation. There lot in life was down another path with a unique role to fulfill. And second, this was more than just business. It was personal! And Judith was chomping at the bit to get things going.
The room was about the size of a large garage with two rectangular tables on either side of the center walkway. The walkway ended a short distance past the tables and directly in front of an impressive control workstation. At it's center was a large monitor that obstructed the view of anyone sitting behind it, like it did with Sheila. The floor was made of a seamless bright linoleum for easy cleanup, and the walls and ceiling were painted an off-white to give the room that not so sterile hospital look. But it was hard for anyone being there to think in terms that weren't clinical. The elevated tables to which Katie and Heidi had been bound to had that drip channel around it's perimeter like on a morgue table. And the big overhead lights that could be easyly moved at will were suggestive of what was used in an operating theater. The only thing that truly made the room less clinical and more technical was the extravagant workstation. For it had all manners of switches, knobs, displays, and other electronic instrumentation that could control all sorts of things in that room. A mere handful of which was keeping the girls held firmly in place on those two tables.
Judith walked into the room and down the spacious middle aisle with an air of remote dignity. She only gave the girls a parting glace as she walked right by them ignoring their stifled angry moans and contorting captive bodies. She continued her walk around and behind the wide crescent shaped workstation where her asistant was busy typing in commands to the network ready console unit. Judith wanted to make sure the girls were first adequately taken cared of before progressing to the next stage.
"So, did you have any problems with them Sheila?" Judith asked her busy sitting assistant with a calm voice.
Sheila was the equivalent to Jenny above ground. She was a little younger, less experienced, a bit more blonde and physically more on the butch side than her feminine counter part. Not that Sheila was some bull dyke or anything like that. She was just more into the physical side of life with a preference for both men and women, unlike Jenny who liked only the gents.
"Not really Ms. Davenport. I got them both on the tables by telling them it was a new computer method for mapping their body contours, just like you said. And once they bought that idea it was easy to get them to strip down to their underwear and up on the tables. Of course they were a bit hesitant when I told them that it was necessary for them to be on all fours while on the table. But I turned on some overhead lights and made some adjustments to the height of the table to make it look like a high tech operation. So once they were in the correct position and covering the designated red dots on the table with their hands and knees, it was literally as simple as throwing a switch. They didn't even see it coming. The artificial hand like devices came up through the table and clamped around their wrists and above their knees holding them very immovable in place. I did have to physically align their lower legs into the correct position for the other set of clamps to make proper contact with the area just above the ankles though. But the girls were too preoccupied with trying to free themselves that they didn't notice me increasing their captivity one little bit."
"Very good Sheila! And what about the gags? I bet you had some major trouble with those." Judith was now looking at the two girls as they were both facing her with their mouths surrounding a very ingenious gag and head restraint.
"Not at all Ma'am. Oh it would have been if it wasn't for the shocker that was installed last week. And I have to tell you Ma'am, it really makes a big difference too. Before, we had to wrestle with the girls to get them to take the gag in. We had to pull their hair, pinch their nipples or simple use brute strength and force that gag in their mouths. But now, all I have to do is to push this big red mushroom shaped button on top of the console here and they quickly found it better to open wide and let it in then to go through another electric shock like that."
"Wonderful Sheila! I knew the engineering staff could find a way to use those metal clamps to transfer an electric shock in some way or form."
"They also did this too Ma'am." And Sheila pointed to the monitor that showed a wealth of information as to what was going on with the girls bodies.
"See, body temperature, heart rate, blood pressure, the whole works and all through the clamps and gags."
Judith was eyeing the screen that showed the generic form of two girls on all fours with various digital reading and symbols relating to what was being measure.
"Amazing! I am impressed! This new technology will make things much easier in the future. But sometimes I still like the old fashion way of inspecting a girl before processing." Judith then nudged Sheila with her arm, which got a big smile form her young assistant.
"Come on Sheila, lets give the old way a try, just for the heck of it."
Judith winked at her assistant and both of them walked from behind the workstation to the front where Heidi was still trying to free herself from the tight grip of the clamps, having already given up on her gag. Which was the first thing that Judith wanted to check out.
"This seems to be a new model Sheila." Judith began touching and probing what was on the outside of the girl's mouth with her fingers and sometimes making contact unceremoniously with the girl's lips in the process.
Heidi just didn't like it, any of it. So she began moaning and yelling with a great degree of strength and anger. So much so, that it was interfering with the conversation the two unfettered women where having. A few more seconds of that and Judith could not stand it any more.
"That's enough! You are to be quiet! And that means you too red. You have no one to blame for your situation but yourselves. And I am doing exactly what I said I would. You are going to be prepared and then trained for your role at Madame Rouso's party. Then taken to her estate for the SUCCESSFUL execution to what you have been trained to do. THEN, you will be brought back here to stay the night and released the following day. And if you FAIL to follow orders, or refuse to be trained or to perform SUCCESSFULLY at the party, you WILL be prosecuted as shoplifters to the full extent of the law. AND that will only happen after I have tanned both of your miserable hides until your unable to sit down in your jail cell for a month. Do you understand!"
A very angry Judith was staring right into the face of Heidi, who, as a result of hearing the riot act spelled out to her in no uncertain terms, was seriously thinking twice about any further efforts to escape. She stared back into the stead fast penetrating eyes of this dogmatic authority figure. With no alternative left her, Heidi decided to submit. So she made the token gesture of capitulation by lowering her eyes. That's all the gag would allow her to do.
"And you red!" Judith turned her eyes to the fixed profile of Katie who also found no alternative but to agree in kind as she emitted a soft moan of compliance.
"Good!" And Judith turned her attention back to inspecting the gag and talking with her assistant as if nothing of a serious nature had happen.
"This gag seems to be a bit different, here, where the teeth go. And the attachment seems more rigid."
"Yes Ma'am." Even though Judith seemed to be back to normal, Sheila was still a bit uneasy witnessing the true dominating force of her boss up close, someone she held in great esteem.
"It's based on the shape of a pear" Sheila continued "instead of a standard ball type gag. The smaller end, which you cannot see Ma'am, goes completely inside the mouth in order to fill it and keep the tongue pressed down all the way to the back of the mouth. Thus preventing any form of human speech from occurring while reducing whatever audible express that does come forth to simple throaty sounds, like grunts, moans and groans. The large end, which you can only see a small part of right now, also goes into the mouth and has two channels or grooves attached to it's bottom where the subject's teeth are placed in. Once the gag is fitted into the subject's mouth it is then split in half with a miniature screw jack assemble built directly inside of it. This then makes the gag an integral part of the entire head and mouth, as if all three parts were one solid unit. Then the two metal projections, over here in front Ma'am, are mated securely with the top assembly of a now much more hefty metal bar that comes up from the table and is anchored there in. With this new gag model the whole head is kept in a very fixed and unmoveable position to whatever height you may wish. I set it at a height that forces the subjects to stretch themselves from their clamped wrists all the way up to their gagged mouths, giving them that rigid, proud, show dog look if you will. I believe this is a superior model Ms. Davenport. It has height adjustments for the head making examination and preparation much easier now, and with the upgrade bar replacement, the subject's head remains frozen in position no matter how much exertions is put forth."
"I see, and I agree with you Sheila. It is a much better design. I'm glad to see your input into the new design was most beneficial. Very good work my dear."
Sheila was bubbling over with pride as she was blushing a very becoming red. Judith was not only her boss, but her mentor and role model. So receiving such a wonderful positive comment like this was definitely making her day. She tried hard to follow in her guru's foot steps whenever she could. And that included in coming up with ideas to make things easier or interesting like Judith did, not necessary for the betterment of the "subject" in question though.
So given the positive atmosphere between herself and her boss, minus all the subdued grunts and groans of negativity coming from the two subjects at hand, Sheila decided to push the friendliness a little and ask a question that was really none of her business.
"Excuse me Ms. Davenport, but may I ask you a question." It was always a good idea to ask for permission first from an anointed icon, no matter where one stood on the hierarchy ladder of Judith's flourishing little empire.
"Of course my dear, please do" Judith answered back in an open friendly tone still inspecting the new improved gag, or at least that part she could see and touch with her fingers.
"To what "role" with these two subjects be performing at Madame Rouso's party come Saturday evening Ma'am?"
The question was one that the two bound and gag girls were eager to know as well.
"Oh that, it seems Madame wishes to make a grand entrance to her party. So she is going to do so in a superbly designed sleigh loaded with gifts like Santa Claus. And as such, she will need someone, or ones, to pull it. Thus these two beautiful creatures here are going to be her ponygirls. And as such, they are to be trained and fitted with the approate attire of harnesses, bridles, bits and all."
There was a moment of dead silence as the unbelievable was thoroughly digested. And when Katie and Heidi did finally understood what being prepared and trained as ponygirls truly meant, they quickly resumed their dire need to escape with a renewed heighten vigor. They began pulling, twisting and contorting their torsos, limbs and heads with great determination. But the clamps and gag assembly held fast and firm. So hard did they struggle that Judith had to stop her examination of Heidi's gag post haste and take a step back.
That's when Judith told them, command them, to stop their struggling immediately! She knew the hardware would hold and they would not escape. She was only worried about the possibility of one or both of the girls hurting themselves in the process of their panic attack.
But when the girls heard Judith's military like commands to cease and desist their struggles, it only made them more determined to escape from this perverted woman's claws. That's when there grunts and moans became even louder and more angry. Accompanied by their long hard threatening stares that made even Sheila think that maybe things were getting a little out of hand.
But Judith knew how to handle these two. She had a wealth of experience in dealing with young recalcitrant women like this. Women who didn't want to be controlled or inducted into her idea of Boot Camp or a better life. They only wanted out, and come hell or high water they would move heaven and earth to get there too. It was a battle of wills, and a battle that Judith had yet to loose.
Judith quickly walked behind the workstation. She searched and found the digital readout that indicated the level of electric shock that was to be given. Then she made two fists and brought them both down hard on each of the red mushroom shaped buttons. Immediately the girl's bodies began to shake violently as high voltage ravaged their bodies. And as soon as it started. it stopped just as fast.
The energy in the struggling girls had subsided tremendously, except for a small tug here and a whisper of an angry groan there. But that was too much defiance for Judith. Again she hit the red buttons, and again the girl's bodies shook uncontrollably for several seconds until the electricity was once more turned off. This time the girls were very passive even though their breathing was going hard and fast through their noses. This time they looked as though all rebellion had been shocked clean out of them. But again, that was not enough for Judith.
"THAT my dear Ladies was level 3!"