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WARNING Story contains extreme sexual acts.
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Teen Katie's Diary
2004 by DireWolf

PART 3: The Gathering Continues

Katie's ass still had the huge butt plug stuck in it, which left
little room for the chainsaw dildo. Sherry and the owner of the toy
were determined to make it all fit at the same time though. He
pressed the head of the hard rubber dildo to Katie's gaping cunt. It
was vibrating a lot and spinning slowly while it idled. The man
pushed the head into her stretched cunt with Sherry's guidance.

Her lips flowered open and took the tip of the head. The butt
plug squeezed things downward and made it that much more
difficult. She moaned as the vibration shook her body and the
electrodes continued to send waves of pleasure through her
luscious figure even at the lowest setting.

Sherry and the owner of the toy pushed and twisted the dildo
until the head slipped past Katie's lips. The butt plug shifted
upward as the girth of the two toys stretched her petite body
unnaturally.

Katie groaned and winced in pain as the man continued to push
more of the vibrator's length into her pink vagina. Soon he had 12
inches of the 15 inch length embedded in her and decided it was
enough to get started.

With that, he pulled the trigger lightly to give it more gas.
The machine hummed louder and started vibrating and spinning inside
Katie's wet pussy.

She smiled at Sherry as she returned to the control pad and
turned up the voltages with an evil glint in her eye. Katie closed
her eyes and moaned as the vibrator spun faster and started shaking
violently inside her sloppy hole.

The man gave the machine more gas and pumped it into her
like a piston, pulling almost the whole thing out, and then ramming
it back in. Sherry increased the voltages to half on all the dials and
rubbed her own clit as she watched her friend get fucked violently
by the machine.

Waves of pleasure rocked Katie's little body as the machine
vibrated violently inside her, jiggling her little tits and ass cheeks.
Squishing and slurping noises were audible even above the noise of
the motor. She was quickly heading toward another mind-blowing
orgasm as the voltage settings were already raised to half.

Sherry had yet to push one more button on the control panel.
It was above the three other buttons, and was meant to act as a
replacement for all three by sending a charge into all the wires at
once.

Sherry waited for Katie's orgasm to near before she pushed it.
The tingling sensation produced by the box suddenly turned to a
powerful shock. A loud snap was heard as the device zapped her,
simultaneously sending a high voltage into her pussy lips, nipples
and engorged clit. Katie jumped and squealed in response, then
started to cum immediately. Her body was being shaken violently
by the machine and her muscles tried to squeeze it out.

The butt plug shifted and her ass opened up as she
inadvertently pushed it out of herself. The thick end popped out
and her anal sphincter quickly slid down the cone shape, pressuring
it out until it flew from her tight ass. It weighed a few pounds and
only flew a few inches, but it was impressive none-the-less.

Katie's juices coated the vibrator and squirted out as she nearly
passed out in the same, unimaginably intense orgasm she'd had
minutes before. Her vision went blurry again, but she managed to
stay conscious. The powerful orgasm lasted for a full two minutes
before finally dying down. Sherry wanted to keep her friend
conscious this time so she resisted pressing any more buttons for
now.

The man with the chainsaw dildo let off the gas and pulled the
vibrator from her raw cunt. Sherry turned the voltages down to the
lowest setting again and moved behind Katie to see the damage.
Her tender pussy was red and raw, and gaped very wide while her
labia were swollen and inflamed. Her juices could be seen dripping
inside her cave sized hole as her depraved friend stared into her
womb.

Sherry clasped her hands together and pushed them both into
the girl, smiling with eager schoolgirl joy. She loved to see her
innocent looking friend be so nasty and loose, gaping and dripping,
a pure slut. She got wet just thinking about it and her breathing
quickened.

"Next!" I commanded again, this time with even more
excitement since I knew what was coming. Two guys wheeled a
contraption in toward Katie. It was an absolutely massive dildo
mounted on a machine, and the machine was mounted on a wheel
cart. The machine was a piston, and was capable of extreme speeds
and long strokes.

The dildo attached to it was 5.5 inches wide and 16 inches
long. It was covered with thick rubber veins and was actually very
realistic looking except for the size.

Katie was resting quietly with her eyes closed and didn't see
what was incoming. The men set up the machine behind her and
clamped it to the legs of the bench. The enormous head of the
dildo pointed right at her simmering pussy. She opened her eyes
and lifted her body up to look between her legs. Her eyes went
wide when she saw the huge toy waiting to fuck her. It was as
thick as the work horse's cock, but the entire length of it was the
same thickness instead of gradually expanding.

She let herself back down and the designer of this machine
pushed a button. The head was only two inches away from her
pussy and slowly moved toward her cavern. The machine was
electric and very quiet, unlike the gas powered vibrator.

The massive head pressed into her gaping cunt and her lips
sank inward. The machine was powerful and didn't stop for
anything. Katie moaned as the head slipped into her hole. She was
already pretty loose and took it surprisingly easy.

The dildo sank deeper and deeper until it hit the back of her
womb. It was designed to make a 20 inch stroke and the dildo was
bottomed out 16 inches deep. With two inches remaining outside
her pussy, the other two inches pushed hard against her insides.

Katie moaned and shifted as the machine pushed her against
her restraints. The power was impressive and it didn't seem to
strain at all from the resistance. It reached its maximum and pulled
back out slowly. Katie's lips hugged the thick winding veins and
pulled out from her body over two inches. Even her asshole shifted
outward from the massive extraction.

The machine pulled the toy all the way and the head slipped
out with a wet popping sound before it began its inward stroke.
Katie moaned again as it entered her and pushed to the back of her
womb 16 inches deep. The girth of the toy bulged out of her
stomach and pushed her hips off the rounded cushion.

The operator increased the speed slowly after each outstroke.
Within a few minutes, it was fucking the full 16 inches into little
Katie faster than any man could drive it into her. Katie started
panting as Sherry increased the voltages on her electrodes once
more.

The dildo continued to pop out of her gaping pussy and then
smack back in. The wet slurping noises were loud and turned the
men on even more. It was the biggest penetration they had ever
seen and the tiny sex kitten was loving every inch of it.

The man increased the machine's speed to maximum, causing
the dildo to ram into her womb violently, nearly knocking the wind
out of her. Each full stroke in and out lasted only one second.
Katie quickly approached another mind numbing orgasm as 32
inches of friction slid in and out of her tender pussy every second.
Sherry turned the voltage up to six this time and rubbed her clit
hard while watching her friend get brutally fucked.

Katie didn't last long before her body started to shudder in an
intense orgasm. Her muscles hurt when they tried to squeeze the
dildo as it fucked her relentlessly. Hot buttery cum squirted from
her cunt, spraying the machine as it rammed her little body. Its
merciless pounding forced another inch of its length into her pink
depths. She squealed and bucked, shaking the machine right back,
as if competing with it for more pleasure.

Sherry waited until Katie's orgasm calmed down before she
turned the voltage down. She resisted hitting any buttons again
because her slut friend still had to be awake.

The machine operator reduced the speed and then turned it off
after it popped free of her cunt again. He unscrewed some wing
nuts and released a clamp on the dildo then removed it. Another
man opened a door on the bottom of the cart and placed the dildo
inside, then pulled a new one out.

I smiled and stroked my raging hardon. This would be the best
show yet, and it was quite a show so far.

The dildo was 18 inches long and 6 inches wide. Instead of
veins covering its length like the other, it was covered with large
knobs that spiraled down its length. Each knob was a half inch high
and made of a softer rubber than the rest of the toy. The men
showed the toy to Katie, who was getting exhausted from cumming
so many times. She looked at it in awe and showed a little fear in
her eyes for once. I suspected it wasn't just the size and knobs that
frightened her, but the fact that she was getting very tired and her
tender pussy was getting raw and hyper sensitive.

They wasted no time and quickly attached the toy to the
machine. The head was touching her pussy lips but wasn't inserted
yet. The massive knobby thing made Katie look tiny. It was as big
around as her thigh and looked remarkably evil resting between her
milky white thighs with its spiky knobs waiting to violate and rape
her delicate teenage pussy. The Devil himself had crafted this dildo
and it was about to tear our little Angel apart.

He turned the machine on and the head pressed into her tight
hole. The girth was only a half inch wider than what she had taken,
but even that small amount made it significantly thicker all around.
Katie tried to relax as the powerful machine pushed into her
without mercy. Her swollen lips caved into her hole and her entire
rear end looked like it was going to be pulled in with them.

Katie winced in pain as the first of the knobs slipped past her
tightly stretched lips. Inch by inch it sank into her. Each time a
few of the knobs slipped past her lips, she gasped and groaned as her
clit roughly slid over the pleasure bumps. The feeling was
incredible, she never felt so full. The knobs destroyed her young
pussy as they mercilessly tugged her soft folds inward with them.

After several minutes, the mammoth, Devil's dildo bottomed
out 17 inches deep. Katie looked amazing with that evil toy stuffed
all the way up her soft pussy, stretching her past her natural limits.
The toy bulged out of her soft tummy with every knob clearly
visible. Her eyes were closed tightly as she concentrated on
relaxing so she could accept the whole toy and enjoy it to its fullest
degree.

The outstroke was just as interesting as the knobby surface
tugged at her swollen pussy lips and stretched them out from her
body. It was at this point we noticed the knobs had pulled the
electrode pads off her lips and they were buried somewhere inside
her. The wires were pulled tightly and didn't get caught on
anything.
Katie's lips were stretching out almost 3 inches as the knobs
tugged at them. The dildo popped out and immediately began
another thrust inward. The man increased the speed a notch and it
bitterly drove back in.

The dildo split the little girl open and sank in deep, the
knobs pulling her lips deep inside with them once again. Katie moaned
and groaned as intense waves of pleasure swept her luscious body.
She was in sexual heaven that was created by the Devil and she
loved it.

The speed was increased in steps as the machine brutally
fucked the little brunette. Her lips became loose and flapped up
and down the length of the bumpy shaft. Her juices splashed about
and the bench shook each time it slammed into her womb.

Within only minutes, the depraved man had the machine at full
speed. Katie was panting heavily and the sloppy noises were almost
as loud. Her cunt had loosened up even more from the merciless
machine. It looked insane, nothing could compare to this gorgeous
19 year old innocent little girl getting fucked full on by the most
evil looking, massive sex toy any of us had seen.

We let the machine fuck her for 10 minutes and Katie came
twice in that time. Sherry had slowly increased the voltage settings
to 7 while the machine fucked her friend. Katie was going wild and
was forced into a near-constant state of orgasm. Her breathing was
sporadic and uncontrolled as her vagina convulsed and milked the
monster dildo like it was her pet plaything.

We could tell that she was getting tired as her squirming and
bucking had slowed down with each peak in orgasms. Sherry held
her finger over the main button on the panel and looked at me for
confirmation. I nodded and she pushed it just as Katie peaked
again.

A jolt of electricity shot into her swollen nipples and clit with
a loud snap. The other two pads were buried deep in her womb and
also sent a jolt of electricity into her depths. Katie squealed and
found new energy to squirm against her restraints. The world was
spinning and she lost focus, unable to concentrate on anything but
pure, luxurious pleasure.

Sherry pushed the button a second time and grinned as her
friend jumped and screamed once more. The dildo continued to
fuck into her stretched hole with amazing speed and force, ripping
her apart with the raised knobs as they tore past her soft lips.

Sherry pushed the button a third time and again Katie
screamed. Her eyes blurred and her panting stopped for a moment
as her vaginal muscles spasmed in orgasm. Her juices squirted out
over 5 feet, spraying the machine, myself and the machine owner
who stood nearest the action. Long, creamy jets of angelic pussy
cum squirted out of her ravaged hole again and again.

Katie's eyes crossed and her eyelids drooped with bliss. Sherry
zapped her one more time but Katie responded only mildly. She had
already lost consciousness, lost in a total state of bliss. Her pretty
face and curvy body continued to shake as the monster dildo
pounded her.

Sherry turned the voltages down to the minimum settings while
the piston dildo was turned to its lowest setting as well. We let
Katie sleep with a light voltage stimulating her tits and clit. The
dildo slowly slid in and out of her tender teenage hole. The knobs
slipped past her loose lips with little resistance and her relaxed
muscles allowed full penetration.

She was exhausted and we knew she would sleep for some
time. The events took longer than we had planned and the final
show would have to wait until everyone was rested.

It was at this time we noticed the dildo was penetrating her
completely. The little 5'3 teen angel was taking 18 inches of 6 inch
wide, spiked rubber dildo. She looked incredible, and was soon
dreaming of undoubtedly nasty and kinky things as she slept.

The men had all brought sleeping bags and spread out around
the warehouse for the night. Some seemed disappointed they could
not get a blowjob after such an incredible show, but nobody
complained. It was a show that would be burned into their minds
forever, something for them to cherish, not bitch about. If the
circus extravaganza titled, 'The Greatest Show On Earth' knew of
what was happening here, they would have to yield the title to Katie
on her 19th Birthday.

With only 6 hours of sleep, some of the men were waking up,
including me. Katie was the first order of attention, and she was
still sleeping. The dildo had slowly pumped in and out of her all
night and a thick frothy white foam had formed inside her pussy.
As it leaked out, it coated her swollen lips and formed a huge
puddle on the floor.

We were all pretty sure she had cum in her sleep. Her lips
were parted slightly and her breathing was heavier than normal.
There was dried cum covering her whole body and she reeked of
sex. It was definitely my idea of a Sleeping Beauty, a far cry from
Disney's cartoon. I turned off the piston just as it pulled out of her
pussy, and then turned off the electrodes. Katie almost seemed
disappointed and her eyebrows crunched slightly as she slept.

More of the men started to wake and stir about. Each of them
had a good look at Katie's gaping hole, covered in frothy juices, her
lips barely closed in on the hole the dildo had made. It would likely
take weeks for it to close back up after being distorted and
stretched so wide.

I slid my hand in right to the elbow without even touching the
walls of her vagina or her tender lips.

I ordered the men to prepare the next show as I removed the
electrodes from Katie's womb, clit and nipples. Her clit was
swollen and huge compared to normal as were her nipples, a result
of being swollen for so long and zapped with high voltages I
suspected.

I untied her restraints and carefully lifted her off the bench.
She didn't smell nice at all but we were going to fix that up. Katie
slowly awoke in my arms as I carried her to the portable shower we
had set up.

She smiled and thanked me for making all her fantasies come
true, and then some. I helped her clean up in the shower and
showed her the hole she had between her legs. She liked the idea of
being stretched but also worried that it may never return to normal
and she wanted to continue wearing skimpy outfits for her website.
I assured her it would close up eventually, as long as she didn't put
anything else in it. After these events, that was going to be
difficult for her.

When we were finished, the men had the next show ready.
Three stallions were standing near the mattress and some of the
men were positioning them. We had been preparing for this for
some time and had specially trained a few of the horses for a certain
task. The task was to lie on their backs; legs tucked in, and
balanced with the help of some bales of hay at their side. The horse
would have to turn his head awkwardly as the hump at the base of
his neck made it more difficult to balance on his back. Only the
smartest of our stallions were able to learn this trick, and we had
very few of them.

Katie smiled when she saw one of the stallions lie on his back
and tuck his legs in. Every detail of her dirty stories were coming
true and it made her as giddy as a schoolgirl. The stallion's cock
was hiding inside its sheath, but she went to work on him right
away, massaging his mound.

Her pussy ached to be filled again and she would soon be
stuffed like never before. The horse's cock didn't take long to get
hard, and was soon fully extended. He was 3 inches in diameter
and about 18 inches long.

She moved over to the second stallion and massaged his
mound as well. Her juices started to drip from her pussy and she
rubbed her clit feverishly while stroking the huge horse cock. She
stood and reached toward his nose with her soaked hand. The
stallion sniffed her sex juices and his cock stiffened immediately.
He started to get restless and wanted to get on with it as did
everyone else.

Katie went back to the first stallion and climbed up on his belly
with my help. His cock rested on his belly and she lifted it up, and
then slid under it a little while on her back. With Sherry's help, she
bent his cock and pressed the head into her ass. The horse tried to
thrust his hips but he wasn't able to do much while lying down. The
thick cock slid into her tight ass and she worked her way down
onto it until she had 12 inches of his length inside her.

Two men led the second stallion over top of Katie and the first
one while the original four men took hold of her arms and legs to
hold her in place.

As the second 3 inch wide horse cock aimed at her waiting
pussy, Katie became impatient and whimpered with lust for him to
fuck her. Sherry guided his cock into her gaping pussy and she
took his girth easily even though it squeezed against the first cock
stuffed in her ass.

Katie moaned as his black tool slid to 16 inches deep in one
push. The stallion thrust his hips, trying to fuck his full length into
her right away.

The two men holding her legs cupped her ass cheeks with their
large hands while holding her legs with the other hand. The other
two men holding her arms also held her by the shoulders for better
support and control.

They helped swing little Katie toward the thrusting horse
cocks. She wriggled and squirmed, as if trying to fit more of the
two hard shafts into her tiny body. The stallion in her pussy began
to grunt and snort only minutes after starting. His balls churned
and his shaft throbbed as he pumped the young girl full of his seed.

Katie's pussy gushed wads of thick cum. It coated her ass and
thighs and covered the other stallion's cock, and then belly below as
he awkwardly made small thrusts into her ass. He was frustrated
and clearly wanted to get up and fuck this mare with all he had, but
his training kept him on his back.

The cock popped free of Katie's soaked cunt and squirted a
few long strands of thick white cum up the length of her chest and
stomach. Her soft, blemish less skin looked even better covered in
hot sticky animal cum.

The stallion was led away and another quickly replaced him.
This time the setup was different. He stood off to the side of Katie
and the horse lying on the ground. His long cock was able to bend
far enough to hit her gaping hole.

A third stallion was then led to the other side and a specially
designed harness was thrown over the two horses' backs. It was
positioned under Katie and she was buckled into it. The harness
was leather and padded and had two large metal rings near the
bottom where her ass rested. A large halter strap wrapped around
her shoulders and chest. It was bound tightly and squished her little
tits. We designed it so that her belly would be completely visible
and the straps over her shoulders would keep her from sliding out
of it.

We then attached two bungee cords to the rings at the base of
the harness and fastened them to a large post about 6 feet away.
The harness held Katie in position while the bungee cords provided
a way of pulling her down onto the thrusting horse cocks.

Sherry aimed the first of the 3 inch wide stallion dicks into
Katie's gaping hole. Katie took it easily and it bent slightly as it
came in on a fairly sharp angle. Sherry maneuvered under the
beasts and grabbed hold of the second cock, bending it toward
Katie's wriggling little body.

The horse stepped forward and his mushroom head mashed
against Katie and the other cock. Sherry worked her fingers around
Katie's loose pussy lips and wedged the head of the second cock
inside her beside the first.

Katie groaned as the stallion stepped forward, pushing a few
inches of his cock into her. With one huge cock in her ass and two
huge ones in her pussy, Katie's body was stretched unnaturally
around the three shafts. The sight of the petite girl taking on so
much horse cock was incredibly hot and every guy in the place
stroked themselves without so much as a blink.

As the second horse pushed his tool into her, the outline of it
in her abdomen became even more visible than usual as it slipped on
top of the first one, pressuring it upwards. Katie's eyes were closed
tightly and the two cocks looked like they were going to tear her
apart as they pried her open in two directions.

The two beasts thrust their cocks deep into the girl. The
bungee cords stretched and pulled her down onto the horse meat
harder and harder as they thrust further from the anchor. We had
never tested the harness, but it seemed to be working perfectly.
Katie's perverted mind had the original idea and we simply
enhanced it with bungee cords.

Our little Angel was soon taking a maximum of 15 inches from
each cock in her stretched pussy, and about 14 inches of horse dick
stuffed in her ass at the same time. The angle of the two stallions
prevented them from penetrating any deeper into her tender pussy.
The beasts made long powerful thrusts, usually opposite one
another but sometimes in tandem.

Katie's tender pussy lips stretched tightly around their girth and
squeezed the two rods together. They hugged the rough, veiny
skin as each horse pulled out of her. She was breathing heavily and
seemed to be nearing an orgasm. Her little body swung between
three stallions that were upward of 12 times her weight. She
looked totally awesome, the ultimate beast slut and was probably
setting world records for penetration if anyone actually recorded
this stuff.

One of the horses fucking her pussy stomped his feet restlessly.
His head jerked about and his nostrils flared with each heavy breath.
Within a minute, his cock throbbed and pulsed, exploding inside
Katie's womb with huge wads of hot sticky cum. She gasped. She
loved the feeling of a horse cumming inside her, and it always
pushed her to the edge. Another blast sent her over as it erupted
inside her. She came hard, her pussy spasmed and clenched the two
beast cocks pounding into her. Cum oozed out between them,
coating their rough yet slick skin.

The fucking noises became sloppy with wads of cum in the
mix. The second stallion fucking her pussy was not far behind the
first. About a minute after the first one had finished, he started to
blow his load inside her as well. At almost the same time, the
stallion stuffed in her ass also started to cum. The two of them
grunted and whinnied as Katie's flailing body squeezed their cocks
in her own orgasm. The mere thought of fucking a horse got her
juices stirring and here she was fucking three, at once. Her little
body was lost amongst the shifting, thrusting beasts above and
below her.

The first one still had his softening tool stuffed in Katie's
pussy and we waited until the other two were finished before we let her
out of her harness. As the last spurts of cum filled her and oozed
from her tightly stretched holes, the men unbuckled the harness and
pulled Katie off the three horse dicks.

It would take a few minutes for the next horse to be
commanded to lie on his back, so Sherry helped Katie fist wads of
horse cum from her gaping hole and feed upon it. They were
hungry and this was the first real meal of the day for them. The
supply of horse cum in her hole was astounding and the sexy young
girls ate fistfuls of it for several minutes.

When we were ready, Katie was lifted up on top of the next
horse. He was roughly the same size as the last one that was lying
on his back. His cock was about 3 inches wide and 18 inches long.

Our next two double penetrators were larger than the last.
Both of them had 3.5 inch wide tools that were 20 and 22 inches
long.

We put Katie back into the harness and let Sherry guide the
two mammoth cocks into her little cum soaked pussy. The first one
went in easily, but the second took much work. Katie's lips
stretched around his soft mushroom head and squished it like a
strong rubber band on a fat wrist. The first horse was already
impatiently thrusting deeply into her, and the second one kept
popping out as a result, making it difficult to get both in.

Sherry was an expert though and soon she was successful. The
head of the second horse was in far enough and when he thrust
forward, Katie's pussy stretched wider than it had ever stretched
before. He drove into her pliable teen cunt with powerful jabbing
thrusts. Katie whimpered and gasped as the bungee cords yanked
her featherweight body back onto the three mammoth horse dicks.
Katie felt more full then ever before and her tummy bulged out
significantly.

The show lasted almost 10 minutes before the stallions
exploded inside her one by one. Katie came at the same time each
of the horses did. Her orgasms were not as intense as before, but
still enough to be very pleasing to her.

The second horse started to unload his heavy balls into her teen
fuck hole but slipped out before he was finished and coated her face
and tits with his hot jizz. Katie licked her lips and smiled as her
body twitched in orgasm.

As we let Katie out of the harness and led the horses away,
huge wads of hot cum leaked from her two gaping holes. Sherry
helped her feed on it once more as we prepared for a gang bang
before ending our second day. Although Katie's story didn't have a
gang bang after she took on three stallions, we didn't want to be
neglected ourselves. Many men came from far away and wanted to
fuck the beautiful teenager as often as possible.

With that, Katie cleaned up quickly in the shower, and then
took on the whole horde of men once again. Her pussy was much
too loose to be fucked, but her ass had tightened up somewhat,
allowing her to take two men in the ass and another in the mouth,
usually with a fist stuffed in her pussy at the same time. Sherry
helped satisfy some of the men as well as her pussy was still tight.
A few of the guys showed her what it was like to be fisted the way
Katie had been after the pumped her full of seed.

On the third day, we had to get started early. We were only
able to train two of the horses to lie on their backs for such a long
time, so Katie was going to try a different position today.

We led in three horses. This time, two of them were work
horses, each with 4 inch wide cocks that dwarfed the other
stallions. The third was a small stallion with a comparatively small
member. He was about 14 inches long and 2 inches in diameter.

We strapped Katie into the harness the same as before, but this
time without a third horse below her, the two work horses were
able to press together even closer, and it would allow for more
depth.

Their muscular hips were pushed tightly together while their
heads were spread apart so that they were angled at about 45
degrees. Katie hung beneath them, waiting and eager to be fucked
hard by the two huge beasts. She wasn't sure if she could take them
both at once but she was going to try.

The third smaller stallion was led between them and faced in
the opposite direction. As he wedged between the two work
horses, we released the straps that held her up and buckled them
back up after the small stallion's front legs had passed by. Katie
now had two 4 inch wide, very hard and throbbing work horse
cocks aiming at her gaping pussy, and one two inch wide stallion
cock aiming at her mouth.

Sherry guided the first cock into Katie's pussy. After the
double fuck she had received yesterday, it seemed completely
insufficient. The work horse felt her heat and thrust his tool deep
into her womb. Katie's horse-sized pussy would never be satisfied
with anything less then such a monster cock and it was going to be
difficult to please her when away from such pleasures.

Sherry mashed the head of the second cock into Katie's tender
cunt and pried her lips open with one hand. She wedged the head
in and someone slapped the horse's ass. He stepped forward,
pushing his meat into her. His cock bent and Katie moved against
the bungee cords, pulling her tightly onto them. She groaned
loudly as her pussy stretched beyond belief. She took a moment to
relax and accept the double penetration from two 4 inch wide horse
cocks.

When she felt better, she leaned back with her head and reached
for the smaller stallion cock. She grabbed hold of him and eagerly
stuffed the spongy head into her mouth. The work horse in her
pussy was impatient with his progress and rammed his cock into her
just as she stuffed the head into her mouth. He also felt her heat
and shoved forward. The two of them fought for depth, thrusting
their cocks into the little girl. Katie's throat bulged and she fought
the urge to gag as the huge horse dick slid down her slick throat,
pounded deeper by the work horses thrusting into her pussy.

The second horse in her pussy had succeeded at his job and
was now thrusting more than 12 inches into her along side the first
work horse. Her body jerked forward and backward as the
powerful thrusts from each horse slammed into her depths, tightly
stretching the bungee cords that held her.

Katie soon had 12 inches of meat sliding up and down her
throat and 16 inches of each one in her over stretched cunt. Her
pussy lips were stretched white around the two thrusting shafts.
They were so tightly split open that they barely moved when one of
the horses pulled out.

Her stomach bulged out; showing one of the cocks stuffed
inside each time the two of them embedded themselves into her at
the same time. She had a hard time pulling the smaller thrusting
cock from her mouth to get air, but she was able to get it out now
and then. She took a breather, and then let him fuck his length
down her throat once more. As she relaxed and became
accustomed to him, she was soon taking him right to his balls, all
14 inches buried into her gullet. If she were hollow, he would be
touching the two mammoth work horses that were thrusting into
her teen pussy.

The show was incredible. Katie had double 18 inches of
massive 4 inch wide meat hammering into her tender teen cunt
while a third horse rammed his cock down her throat to his balls.
Katie felt them close to touching each other inside the thin
membranes of her body and the feeling drove her wild. Her pussy
twitched and squeezed the horse meat hard, stimulating them
further.

The fans were getting a show I'm sure none of them expected.
It was definitely worth the money and effort, without a doubt.
Many of these guys would have paid just as much money to see this
sweet teen take on a single horse, and here she was taking on three,
absolutely huge ones.

After only minutes of fucking, one of the work horses erupted
inside Katie's womb. Cum blasted out of her stretched cunt,
coating the back legs of both horses and forming a large puddle on
the floor. Katie came herself, and it was soon followed by the
second horse in her pussy. More cum than any of us had seen at
one time was gushing from her young, stretched pussy. She was
beautiful, lost in the bliss of the moment as her petite frame was
brutally ravaged by thousands of pounds of brute animal strength.

As if following a cue, the smaller stallion also started to blow
his load into Katie's gullet. He whinnied and thrust hard as a surge
of cum filled her stomach. Katie needed air and pulled his spurting
cock from her throat. A hot blast hit the back of her throat and
filled her mouth as she pulled the remaining inches from her throat.
She gagged on his cum as a few more blasts sprayed her innocent
face and shot down the length of her wriggling body.

Before it was over, we had already led the next wave in. Katie
was quickly transferred from the spent horses to the next three.
This was our final show; our two largest work horses that had
fucked her the day before.

The first of the Clydesdales had a 4.25 inch wide mushroom
head, and at 18 inches long, he was close to 5 inches wide. The
second was our prize, with a 4.5 inch wide head and 5.5 inch wide
shaft at the half way point. The stallion for her mouth was just
slightly larger than the last, a little more than 2 inches wide, and 15
inches long.

Katie looked extremely tiny next to the two Clydesdales. It
always took my breath away to see her next to them, knowing what
she was about to do.. Their long black cocks were almost as big as
her thighs, and would impale her sweet young body making her
look like the nastiest size whore ever.

Katie was ready and eager to get on with it. When the harness
was buckled up and ready, the smaller stallion was led in between,
his cock aiming at her innocent face.

Sherry lined up the largest of the horse cocks at Katie's gaping
pussy. It slid into her loose hole with ease and sank all the way in
as he stepped forward, expanding her cunt to over 5.5 inches wide.
She then aimed the second one at Katie's ass. With the enormous
cock in her pussy, there wasn't much room left for the other one in
her ass. Sherry had to work hard to make it fit.

The spongy mushroom head soon slipped past her anal
sphincter and drove into her bowels. Katie groaned as the two
mammoth cocks expanded as they penetrated her little body. Every
inch they pushed stretched her delicate skin even more. She loved
it and if she could, she would take the beast in her pussy right to his
balls with all 7 inches of girth.

The smaller Clydesdale quickly reached about 15 inches into
her cute ass and began thrusting in unison with the larger horse.

The small stallion lined up for Katie's open mouth and she
guided him in. He rammed his tool down her throat as the other
two, much larger horses, fucked her with increasing passion and
lust.

Katie was in heaven, brought to an almost constant orgasm by
the massive beasts pounding her petite body. She loved every
second of it, even the painful parts. She also loved the fact that her
best friend was involved, and many of her best fans from her
website.

Thousands of pounds of brute muscle slammed her little body,
brutally ramming their massive, hard cocks into Katie's delicate
body for nearly 15 minutes before the first one started to cum. The
smaller of the two work horses whinnied and jerked his head about
as his cock throbbed inside Katie's stretched ass.

Cum sprayed out of her with each surge from the throbbing
horse meat. Shortly after, the biggest one in her pussy also started
to cum. Having the two of them spurt their animal sperm into her
at the same time sent the blissful Katie over the edge and she
convulsed in another powerful orgasm.

Katie's belly swelled with the pressure from the inch and a half
wide stream of hot cum inside her womb. It burst out of her
stretched lips and sprayed a few feet back as the beasts' melon sized
balls pumped massive amounts of sperm into the lustful 19 year old.

Katie had pulled the horse from her mouth and was taking a
breather while stroking him. He was already near the edge and
unexpectedly burst in her face. His hot cum coated her innocence
and soaked into her hair. Some of it shot down into the harness,
covering her tiny breasts and making a sticky mess. Her orgasm
peaked and she went silent as the mammoth horse in her pussy
finished pumping his hot seed into her womb.

Soon after, Katie was released from the harness and the
stallions led back to their stalls. Sherry and Katie shared fistfuls of
horse cum from Katie's gaping cunt and ass.

The guys were incredibly turned on by the show and needed to
get off one last time before we all went back to our homes.

Katie and Sherry shared the load, sucking all of us off, and
swallowing every last drop. Sherry was still tight enough to fuck,
but Katie's pussy was still way too loose, so the guys double fisted
her hole while she gave them expert blowjobs.

Even two large man's fists seemed inadequate so a third was
often pushed into her ass at the same time. Katie loved the feeling
of being triple fisted and pounded hard while she sucked a man dry.
Her mind had been totally corrupted by the dirty email and
perverted acts of her friends. It turned her into a perfect little cum
sucking, fisted and horse fucked teen slut that any true pervert
would love and dream about.

When it was finally over, three full days had passed. Many of
the men had to get back to work or school and thanked Katie for
the greatest show and fuck they'd ever had. Katie thanked them for
coming and asked them all to organize another adventure in the
near future.

We had two stud farmers who were within driving range of
Katie and both agreed to let her come and visit the stallions and
work horses whenever she wanted. In fact, they almost begged her
to come and give them a personal show.

Katie was excited about the offer but also wanted to tighten
herself up so that the next event would be as challenging and fun as
the first one. She decided that if she went to the farms, she would
take on only one horse at a time.

As the men left, I was finally alone with Katie. Her friends
were taking a nap in one of the other rooms in the warehouse.

Katie knew I had orchestrated the entire thing and wanted to
thank me personally. She wasn't only appreciative of the event, but
also the fact that I had corrupted her young innocent mind with my
bombardment of nasty photos and links.

After Katie showered and cleaned up, we shared in one final
kinky act by ourselves. I connected the electrodes to their special
places and placed her on the bench, then lined up the Devil's dildo
for one final hard fuck while she sucked on my seemingly small 7
inches.

When we were finished, Katie and her friends returned home as
did I, with the thoughts of the next show racing through all our
minds, though it was likely impossible to top this one.


THE END

2004 DireWolf

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Title: Pavlova's Bitches
Author: ooshgmx
Keywords: ff,fF,f-solo,lesbian
Part: 13 of 14
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Pavlova's Bitches

by ooshgmx

Part VIIIb


When Carter goes to her pigeon-hole, she is surprised to find a tiny
envelope, not much larger than a visiting-card. It is plain, but for
her name: Miss Lucy Carter, underlined with a flourish. Carefully, she
detaches the tiny red seal. Inside is a piece of thin paper, folded in
four. She unfolds it, and is surprised to see just eight lines of
writing, written so very small that she will have to wear her
pince-nez to read them. "That's odd," she thinks. "It seems that
whoever sent it did not wish to reveal her name."

She goes to the dayroom window and stands holding the letter in her
left hand, supporting her glasses with her right. And whatever it is
that is written there, it seems to alarm her. People are passing to
and fro, and nobody appears to notice her little cry, or how she
wheels round to see if anyone has been watching her. Reassured to find
that she is unobserved, she turns away, carefully folds the paper,
tucks it back into its envelope and slips it, since it is conveniently
small, into her bosom, where she can feel it nestling against her left
breast.

She is distracted during the morning's lessons, and it is not until
the afternoon that she is able, in the privacy of her room, to hold
the strange little letter again in her trembling hand, and read more
carefully its cryptic message.

"Without your smile
My heart will sink,
And death beguile
My lonely fears;

"My only tide
Without your love
An ocean wide
Of heartbreak tears."

At that moment, Miss Paulson enters the cottage. Over recent weeks,
Carter has become increasingly distant and incommunicative, often
spending the entire recreation period in her room; and Miss Paulson
suspects, from the noises that occasionally emerge, that Carter is
devoting much of her time to the appeasement of certain intimate
longings. For that reason, feeling that it is her duty to warn Carter
of her arrival, she has taken to making as much noise and commotion as
she can without making it too obvious that she is doing so on purpose.

But on this occasion, much to Miss Paulson's surprise, Carter emerges
from her room and descends the stairs, apparently wishing to talk.

"Miss Paulson, I wonder if I might ask you a question," she says
hesitantly.

"Why, of course, Lucy. I'll make us a cup of tea. Come into the kitchen
and talk to me."

For a moment Carter watches Miss Paulson's preparations in silence;
but then, hesitantly: "At the end of last term, you were kind enough
to speak to me of certain... longings that a woman has in her physical
nature, and how one may assuage them by certain delicate
manipulations."

"That is so. It is as if the body has certain natural appetites, which
if they are not checked, may inflame the passions and lead to
intemperate or foolish behaviour. By the simple process of assuaging
these appetites in privacy and quiet, we render ourselves more
temperate, and better able to guide our lives by the light of reason."

"And would it be true to say, Miss Paulson, that in making a practice
of assuaging these bodily appetites, we reinforce in our own minds the
notion that we do not depend upon others for their satisfaction?"

"Why, yes, that would proceed naturally, I am sure, from the principle
of the association of ideas."

"I had thought so. And now, Miss Paulson, I had always heard it said,
and thought it true, that if entertaining thoughts of a certain person
was apt to provoke those physical longings of which we speak, then
those thoughts were in origin base and physical."

"That may be true. - There! I think it is ready to pour."

Carter takes the milk-jug from under its cloth and adds the milk.

"Come, Lucy, let us sit down," says Miss Paulson, leading Lucy out into
the front room once more.

When they are settled, and have taken a sip of the hot, reviving
beverage, Lucy frowns and cocks her head to one side. "But if those...
thoughts of another person were born of base desire -"

"On the animal level, so to speak -"

"Yes, on the animal level - then would it not follow that the
satisfaction of the physical desire would tend to deprive those
thoughts of their inflammatory power?"

"Well -"

But Lucy interrupts. "Just as, for example, the thought of a chocolate
cake might be very pleasant, and arouse an intense desire to eat, in
the mind of one who is hungry; whereas, after a good meal, the idea of
the same chocolate cake will be merely indifferent, or even acquire
unpleasant connotations of being over-full."

Miss Paulson nods. "Your reasoning is very sound, Lucy."

Carter bites her knuckle.

"Don't forget your tea, dear," says Miss Paulson soothingly.

Carter raises her cup half way, then puts it down again. "But if, over
a period of days or weeks, one were most diligently to extinguish all
spark of physical longing as soon as it arose, and so trample, as it
were, upon the fire of physical passion - if, as I say, one did that,
would it not follow that an attraction born of animal instinct would
likewise be extinguished?"

"It would seem so." Miss Paulson stares at Lucy as if a spectre has
arisen between them.

"But if, nevertheless, despite satisfying the physical desire again
and again, to the point of bodily exhaustion, still the thought of
that... person were to recur and recur, and when it does, reawaken the
longing, and if possible still more acutely, so that the longing
becomes a torment, one that seems to occupy every waking hour and even
to haunt one's dreams -" Lucy has become increasingly agitated, until
Miss Paulson finds it necessary to interrupt.

"Then, my dear Lucy," she says, placing her empty cup upon the
occasional-table, "it seems to follow that the attraction to that
person may not be born of base physical desire, but rather be the
cause of it."

"But then, whence does the attraction arise, if not from our physical
nature?"

"If it is not from base desire, then does it not follow that it must
derive instead from some higher faculty?"

"A higher faculty?"

"Lucy: do you know what day it is?"

"No, Miss Paulson. What day is it?"

"It is the fourteenth day of February."

"Is that a special day?"

"Look, Lucy. I will show you something." Miss Paulson goes to the table
and returns with a small pile of folded letters, which she hands to
Lucy.

Lucy turns them over in wonderment. Each bears a heart or a bluebird
or other tender motif, each lovingly executed by a different hand.
And, unfolded, each contains a little verse or motto professing
undying love or admiration. Eventually, she looks up enquiringly at
Miss Paulson.

"It is Valentine's day, Lucy. Most teachers get a few Valentines from
their pupils - especially the younger teachers. I'm told that one may
reasonably expect to receive half a dozen. I seem to have fared better
than most." Miss Paulson's tone is one of tolerant amusement, but Lucy
does not return her smile. Instead, she jumps up, shedding the pile of
little notes topsy-turvy on to the floor, and stands trembling, her
hands curled at her mouth, her eyes glazed with sudden tears. Miss
Paulson takes her into her arms, feels her quivering, and then the
sudden softening as she dissolves into passionate sobbing. Staring
over Lucy's shoulder, she sees the disarray of little folded notes
upon the floor. One, upside-down, depicts two bleeding hearts
transfixed by an arrow. "Poor child," whispers Miss Paulson, stroking
Lucy's hair, "my poor, poor child..."



"Good evening, ladies," Miss Paulson greets the members of the
Scientific Society. She looks about her, delighted to see such
intelligence and enthusiasm sparkling at her from so many pairs of
young eyes. "Miss Carter, I am afraid we shall be keeping you busy
this evening. We have here the two machines from the infirmary. One is
not working very well, and the other has stopped working altogether.
You must see if you can readjust them, or whether any improvements
should be made to the design."

Carter acknowledges the request with a meek curtsey, and turns to
the table where the faulty machines have been placed.

"Would you like an assistant?" prompts Miss Paulson.

"Yes, miss. Thank you, miss." Carter whispers it, with downcast eyes.

"Would you like Shipman as usual, or someone else?"

Carter closes her eyes and nods. "Shipman would be best."

"Very well. Shipman, will you help Carter, please?"

Shipman, too, is uncharacteristically meek. "Very good, Miss," she
says with a curtsey. She sits beside Carter, who is opening the lid of
one of the oscillators with a sigh.

"Everything is loose," says Carter. "Just look at it! Everything! No
wonder it won't work."

"I'm sorry, Carter," mutters Shipman.

"What did you say?" Carter stiffens.

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I shouldn't have sent it."

"Oh." Carter sounds a little hurt; but then, after a pause, "Could we
talk about it afterwards?"

"Afterwards?"

"Yes. I think we should talk about it." Carter's voice is a little
higher than normal.

Shipman is afraid that Carter is very angry. Her stomach becomes heavy
with fear. "Very well. Afterwards."

"Now what do you suppose has happened to this?" Carter jabs at the
oscillator box with her finger.

"Why, Matron has worn it out, of course." Despite her anxiety, Shipman
cannot repress a lubricious chuckle.

"Matron?" Carter's voice is cool. "Not Parkinson, you think?"

"Why, no. Haven't you heard?"

"Heard? What?"

Shipman steals a glance over her shoulder to ensure that they are not
being overheard. But at present, Clark is experiencing the benefits of
one of the oscillators, and the others are entirely focused upon her
virtuoso performance. "Miller says that Matron has been using the
oscillator all the time. All the time, Carter!"

"Perhaps she is nobly testing it, to ensure that she will learn of any
ill effects before they might affect one of her patients." Carter's
lips twitch.

"No doubt." Shipman grins and begins to relax. "Now what of this one?
Should we mend it, do you think?"

"What if we didn't?"

"It might disappear."

"And where might it disappear to?"

"I'm sure you can think of somewhere."

"Maybe I can." Carter cocks her head from side to side, as if
considering.

"We could say that we need to take it to Mr Jepson - to improve the
design."

"Yes." Carter's eyes begin to gleam behind her pince-nez.

"But you could mend it easily, as soon as you got it back to your
room."

"I could," says Carter, but with a peculiar emphasis that suggests that
she has other thoughts.

"And then... only you and I would know -"

"Ship," Carter interrupts her, "could we talk about this later?
Afterwards?"

Shipman looks quizzically at her. "Very well." Carter still seems
rather stiff. Her manner is not unfriendly, but Shipman cannot dismiss
the possibility that Carter is boiling with anger, and her politeness
the fruit of restraint.

"Let's have a look at this one," says Lucy, opening the box containing
the other oscillator. "Hmmm... do we have a screwdriver anywhere?"



Anxiously, Shipman waits in the stair-well. She clasps and unclasps
her hands in nervous agitation. What does Lucy wish to say to her?
From her dark corner, she watches the other members of the Scientific
Society file down the corridor past her, discussing the evening's
events as they go.

Eventually, it is quiet; but Lucy has not yet emerged. Shipman hunches
her shoulders up and down, trying to relax. She takes deep breaths. In
her mind, she rehearses the apologies that she hopes will prevent Lucy
from utterly despising her - if, that is, she will even listen to
them.

At the click of the classroom door, Shipman's heart jumps. Despite her
deep breathing, her heart is hammering in her breast. She hears Lucy
and Miss Paulson speaking in an undertone. As they pass the
stair-well, Lucy speaks a little louder:

"Oh! I forgot the oscillator. I'll just go back and fetch it. I will be
home in five minutes."

"Of course," comes Miss Paulson's response. Shipman hears her
footsteps disappearing down the corridor, and sees Lucy flit back
towards the classroom. Cautiously, Shipman begins to emerge from the
shadows. But then, Lucy is standing before her.

"Hello, Ship."

"Carter, I..."

"Don't call me 'Carter.'" Lucy's voice is incisive, dangerously quiet.

"Lucy, I..."

"Ship!" Lucy raises her hand. "Say nothing. Not one word, I pray you."

Puzzled, Shipman watches as Lucy approaches her, closer and closer.
She begins to feel a little afraid; she braces herself, half expecting
Lucy to strike her.

A little closer than arm's length, Lucy pauses. "Why," she thinks,
"Shipman's just a girl like me. Just another girl." One step further
forward, and with a little sigh, Lucy plants a kiss upon Shipman's
mouth. Then she draws back. Shipman is motionless, apparently
thunderstruck. In the gloom, her eyes are dark, beautiful. Her lips
were soft. Her mouth... Lucy reaches out, takes Shipman by the waist,
draws her close. She is warm, alive. Lucy turns her head and kisses
again, harder, urgently, passionately. And now Shipman responds, and
their bodies are warm together, bending together, alive together. And
as their lips part, Lucy feels Shipman's tongue with her own. It is
more thrilling than the electricity - more thrilling than anything -
and Lucy kisses once more, until the tension in her loins makes her
want to scream. She draws away, panting. Far away, the bell rings for
the evening assembly. "I must go," she whispers.

"But Lucy... What about the oscillator?"

Lucy gathers up her skirts. "You bring it," she says, and rushes away.

For a time, Shipman does not move. She stands, looking at the place
where Lucy had appeared, remembering how she looked; the hair drawn
back into its tight bun; the fine golden chain about that lovely,
graceful neck; the slim, pale fingers, reaching; the breast, warm,
resilient, pressed so ardently to her own. Eventually, she steps out
of the shadows into the corridor, then turns and looks back. "It was
there," she thinks, looking upward. "Under those winding stairs. That
is where it happened."



"Good afternoon, Shipman," says Miss Paulson, surprised to find her at
the door. "Was it me you wanted, or - ?"

"Please, Miss, I have something here for Miss Carter, and I wished to
ask if she would like to come a-walking with me."

Miss Paulson shakes her head sadly. "I will go and ask. Shall I take it
up to her?"

Shipman nods dumbly and passes the bag to Miss Paulson, who disappears
inside.

A few moments later, Lucy is at the door, pale and unsmiling, her
shawl about her shoulders. "Come, Ship. Let us go somewhere quiet
where we can talk."

"Not the rose-garden, then."

"Too busy."

"The woods?"

"Yes." Carter lifts her skirts a little. "See: I have my boots on
already." They both laugh.

For a little while, they walk side by side in silence. Occasionally,
Shipman steals a glance at Lucy. And when she is sure that it is safe
to do so, she takes Lucy's hand, draws her closer.

"Lucy..."

"Yes?"

"Just having you beside me, I... I'm so happy, I think I shall die."

Lucy tugs gently at Shipman's hand. They stop and turn to face one
another.

"Ship, I know, but before you say any more, I... You've heard, haven't
you, that Miss Paulson is to leave at the end of this term?"

Shipman is aghast. "No! But Lucy, that is terrible! Why?"

"An influential parent has said that she is corrupting his daughter.
It's a question of money. Mrs Cunningham had no choice."

"Oh Lord!"

"This is secret, Ship. Really secret."

Shipman nods. "Of course, Lucy."

"But that is not the only reason."

"Why, what else?"

"You know about Carry..."

"Oh, Carry is madly in love with her, of course..."

"Ship, they are lovers. Real lovers."

"What... you mean - ?"

"Yes, Ship. They get naked together. They do the things lovers do. And
if word gets out, there will be a scandal. They are going away
together, Ship - away from here; away from England."

Shipman is astonished. "I had no idea."

Lucy turns away. "So am I, Ship. I'm going away too."

For a moment, Shipman is silent. "What?" she asks in a small voice.

"I'm leaving England, and I'm never coming back. Never."

Roughly, Shipman pulls Lucy round to face her. There is a tear on
Lucy's cheek.

"But that's not possible. That's just not possible."

"I'm sorry, Ship. I must go. I really must go."

"But Lucy, you cannot go! What shall I do? Lucy, I..." Shipman shakes
her head, blinks away the tears, waves her hand. "Look around you!
Look at the trees! Do you not see the buds appearing? Do you think
that I could endure to see the green leaves without you beside me?"
She cannot suppress a sob. "Don't you understand?"

Lucy's face is wet with tears. "It will be hard for me, too, Ship -
terribly hard. But I have a job. A teaching job. It's money, you see,
Ship. I have found a proper job with proper money. I shall be able to
have my own house, my own clothes. And I shall be able to live how I
please. It's my only chance. It's all I've ever hoped for. Don't you
see? I must do it."

Shipman looks down solemnly. Shuddering, Lucy struggles to suppress
further tears, steels herself to endure her despair. Shipman is
breathing deeply, her eyes closed, her fists clenched as if summoning
strength. But when she looks up at Lucy once more, her eye is clear,
brilliant. She beckons. "Come, Lucy. Just a short way."

"Why? Where?"

"Just over here. Come." Shipman leads her to a great beech tree, no
great distance off. "Turn," she says, pressing Lucy's back to the
smooth trunk. "Lucy, I love you."

And then Lucy finds herself showered with passionate kisses, a most
gentle, loving hand upon her breast. "Oh no, oh no," she protests
after a while, "Ship, you're making me want you. I don't... O Lord! I
don't want..."

"You shall be a teacher, Lucy," murmurs Shipman between kisses, "and
you shall have your job. I shall come too. I shall be with you. I
shall help you."

"O Ship, Ship!" Lucy cannot help laughing through her tears. "Stop
those naughty hands!" She slaps them away. Then, becoming more
serious, she turns aside. "Why should you leave everything? Here, I
have nothing. When we are gone, there will be no one in England who
cares for me - save you. But you: you have your family. You are
surrounded by those who love you. You cannot give all this up, just
for me. If you came away, you would soon be miserable. I know it."

Shipman embraces Lucy from behind. "Lucy, you don't understand. I love
you. You are all I want. And now I've got you, I shall never let you
go. Let me show you, Lucy."

Feeling Shipman's hand teasing her breast, Lucy begins to struggle.
"No Ship! No! Aha!"

"Let me show you, dear Lucy, how much I love you."

"Ship..." Lucy breaks away, and turns to face her. "Ship, if I were to
let you, and you ever, ever left me, you know you would break my
heart."

"Dear, I will never leave you. Never!" Shipman is all eagerness; but
slowly, sadly, Lucy shakes her head.

"O Ship! Dear Ship! I don't believe you know what you are saying."

"And I don't believe you know how much I love you, Lucy. Let me show
you."

"Not now! Not here! No!" Laughing, Lucy jumps away from Shipman's
marauding fingers.

"When? Where?" Shipman chases her, catching her by the shoulders.

"O Ship, stop it! Haha! Stop it, you crazy thing!" Shipman's lips are
on her neck, nibbling at her ears - and Lucy's desire is beginning to
overwhelm her judgment.

"Let me, darling Lucy! Just tell me when I may show you..."

"No... Stop it... No!" Lucy squeals the last word, and again jumps
away, laughing. But then she is solemn once more. "I am afraid, Ship.
I'm afraid you'll drop me, or toy with me, just as you toy with all
the other girls."

Shipman presents a picture of outraged innocence. "The other girls?
Why Lucy, you make it sound as if there were hundreds. I've only
toyed with... well..."

"O Ship, be serious! - I need to think." Lucy shakes her head slowly,
as if to clear it. "I need more time, Ship. And so, I think, do you."

"Very well. I shall consider. But really, Lucy, you are scarcely fair
to me."

"Why? How so?"

"I do not even know where you are going. To Paris? Rome? Timbuctoo? I
have no idea. You have told me nothing."

"Why, then I shall tell you." Lucy takes both Shipman's hands in hers.
"But it is to be a secret, Ship. I do not want my parents ever to find
out."

"Very well. But you can tell me, surely?"

"I am going to Russia, Ship. To Saint Petersburg. I shall be teaching
mechanics and mathematics. And I am to receive two hundred roubles -
in silver."

"In silver?" Shipman's eyes are wide in astonishment. "That sounds as
if it might be a very great deal of money. Why - two hundred a year!"

"Oh no, Ship. Two hundred per month."

Shipman's mouth falls open in amazement. "Per month?"

Lucy looks away, afraid to see the beauty in Shipman's startled eyes.
"It is a professor's salary, Ship. I'm going to be a professor."

Shipman beams at her. "Lucy... You are not only clever and rich: you
are also beautiful, and I want to kiss you."

"No!" Lucy begins to run, but Shipman is upon her in an instant.



It is perhaps an hour later that Miss Paulson looks up from her work at
the sound of voices, raised in altercation. At first it is difficult
to catch the words, but terms such as "governor" and "escapement" seem
to feature large in the debate. It is with a half-smile that Miss
Paulson hears the scuffle on the doorstep, and sees the door judder
open.

"No of course not, you idiot - Oh. Hello, Miss Paulson."

"Hello, Lucy." Lucy turns away. "Till later, then, Miss Shipman."

"Thank you for your company, Miss Carter."

Lucy closes the door, and stands leaning against it, as if to hold it
closed. She is panting slightly.

"Well! It is nice to see you with some colour in your cheeks, Lucy.
Whatever have you been doing?"

"Oh," Lucy blushes and studies the toe of her boot. "We were just
discussing the means of regulating clockwork."

"Clockwork?"

"Yes."

"Is that... quite all you have been doing, Lucy?"

Lucy blushes and waggles her toe. Miss Paulson fancies that she can
just see the outline of a nipple pointing the blue cloth at Lucy's
breast. "No," she admits huskily.

"Look at yourself in the glass, child."

"I... I don't like to."

Miss Paulson uses her classroom voice. "Lucy, do as I say."

Obediently, Lucy goes to the mantel and tilts the looking-glass in its
stand. "Is that really me?"

Miss Paulson rises and stands behind her. "Yes, child."

Lucy makes an ugly grimace at herself. Then she smiles, turning a
little to left and right. "Oh!" she says, and blushes.

"You see?"

Lucy turns to her, her palms pressed to her flaming cheeks. "Miss
Paulson?"

"Yes, dear?"

"I do not know if I may allow myself to hope." She shakes her head. "I
think I dare not. But there might... possibly... be one more coming
with us to Russia."

Miss Paulson's face is a picture of delighted shock. Holding out her
arms, "O Lucy, I am so overjoyed, truly, so overjoyed..." she cries,
and soon finds herself enfolding a weeping Lucy in her arms yet again.
But this time, the tears are tears of joy.



"Look! See what I have written!" Shipman greets Lucy Carter in the
study-room.

"What is it? - Oh! 'Tis in French!"

"You must address it and send it to your uncle. I have written of Miss
Paulson's work with electricity, do you see?"

"Yes, but why?"

"Dear, of course Miss Paulson may find a situation as a teacher of
English. Why, so might I. But just think of what great interest her
expertise with electricity might be to a foreign power. Who knows what
advantages might spring from it? Here in England, or in France, there
might be a hundred or more with Miss Paulson's knowledge; but not
there, surely."

"I suppose you are right."

"Would not their academies vie with one another to attract a scientist
of her experience? This is what I have written, and this you must send
at once."

"Then... Miss Paulson might be a professor, too?"

"Of course!"

"Why did I not think of it?"

Shipman straightens up and looks fondly on her friend. "Lucy... Your
imagination works in certain very special spheres. I, on the other
hand, am an all-round genius."

Lucy laughs. "Ship, I must go. Miss Paulson wishes me to pay a visit
to Mr Jepson."

"Oh?"

"It seems that very many of the oscillators are not working properly,
and in consequence, have, ah..."

"Mysteriously disappeared?"

Lucy nods. "So Miss Paulson intimates. We are to see if Mr Jepson can
make one or two more, with certain improvements."

"And what of... what of your other idea? I mean the clockwork
generator?"

"Ah yes! I should have forgotten the drawings! Look here!" Lucy
hurries to her desk, and withdraws a sheaf of papers on which numerous
diagrams have been painstakingly executed. "Don't you see, Ship? The
faster it turns, the greater the current in the rotor. But if we time
it correctly, then as the current grows, the magnetic field will repel
against these magnets, here and here."

"But that will slow the movement of the rotor."

"It will. And thus it will regulate the speed, do you not see? And it
will be without friction, and so entirely silent, and without heat!"

"Why, Lucy, that is most ingenious. But what will you do with it?"

"Aha!" Lucy's eyes are shining, and she clasps the sheaf of papers to
her breast. "I wish to see, first, if my suspicions are correct."

"What suspicions?"

"Ship, I really must go."

"Lucy..."

"Mm?"

"May I come too, do you think?"

"I do not see why Miss Paulson would object."

Shipman looks into Lucy's eyes. "And what of you, Lucy? Would you
object?"

"Will you be good, Ship?"

"Whatever do you mean?"

"Do you promise not to keep touching me, and making me want you?"

Shipman feigns indignation. "I? Would I ever do such a thing?"

Lucy looks at the clock. "Heavens! She will be waiting. We must
hurry!"

Miss Paulson can scarcely conceal her amusement as she accedes to
Carter's blushing request, and moments later, the trap makes its way
out of the school yard with two very prim, but bright-eyed, young
ladies upon the seat. It is a pleasant day, almost warm: spring is
not far off, and the trees are loud with birds. Once she is out upon
the road, Miss Paulson turns briefly to look at her two passengers,
who are deep in conversation about generators. Both have their hands
upon the seat, their fingers almost touching. Miss Paulson smiles as
she drives. When Lucy returns from her afternoon walks with Shipman -
every afternoon these past few days - her hair often seems somewhat
dishevelled, and though the pair seem to talk of nothing but
mechanical and electrical design, she suspects that in the woods, a
certain amount of kissing may be going on. This suspicion seems
well-founded, for Lucy's nightly exercises have lately become
remarkably vigorous and protracted. "Ah!" thinks Miss Paulson to
herself, "the sweet exuberance of youth!" And with a self-indulgent
sigh, she gives herself up to thoughts of Carry.

It is perhaps fortunate that, as they approach the town, Miss Paulson
notices that the conversation behind her has dwindled into silence.
"Ahem!" she coughs unnecessarily loud, "I see we are approaching the
town at last." She turns just in time to see Shipman and Carter spring
apart. Shipman is ramrod-straight, all innocence. But Lucy is
blushing, flustered and quite obviously a young lady who has been
kissed.

At the clockmaker's, as Miss Paulson explains what is needed, Mr
Jepson has an almost disobliging air. He says "Well, hum..." and
"Maybe," until Miss Paulson is forced to ask, "Are you able to
undertake this work for us, Mr Jepson? Or are you trying to tell me
something?"

"Well, miss, as a matter of fact... You see, I have been approached."

"Approached?"

"By a company, miss. They want me to do some work for them - something
to do with a manufactory. It's a lot of money, miss. It seems I'm a
made man. But... they said as I would not be doing more work for the
school, miss - not directly. That was what they said. Not directly."

"But this is terrible! What are we to do?"

"They said the work would have to be done by the company from now on."

Miss Paulson turns away. "I see. Then you must tell me how I am to
proceed."

"Just a moment, Miss Paulson," Shipman interrupts. "Mr Jepson, would
there be any obstacle to your undertaking other private work?"

"Well... I'm not sure."

Carter opens her bag. "If I were able to pay directly, in advance, this
very moment?"

"Very well... Put like that, miss... I suppose, if we were to keep it
confidential..."

Carter looks up. "If you won't tell anyone, Mr Jepson, we shall not."

He nods. "Very well."

"I have a new design. Kindly take a look at it."

Mr Jepson takes the sheaf of papers with their neat diagrams and lays
them out upon the counter. "I see. And... that goes there. I see. And
this would be - ?"

"You will see that I have written the gauges here," replies Carter,
pointing with a finger. "You must remember that this should run for at
least ten minutes between windings."

"Interesting. Interesting. Yes, I believe I could do this for you,"
says Mr Jepson, looking up.

"How much?" asks Shipman.

"Five pounds," comes the response.

"Five pounds?" Shipman looks at him imploringly, working her eyelashes
in such a way that the stoniest of hearts would surely melt.

"Well... maybe four pounds ten," Mr Jepson growls, looking away.

"O thank you! Thank you!" Shipman jumps and claps her hands. "Do you
have that much, Lucy?"

"I have it... here," and she puts down four bright sovereigns upon the
counter, and four silver half-crowns.

"Now perhaps you could write down for me the address of this company
with which it seems we must do business," Miss Paulson reminds him;
and when this is done, she reads it again and again, seemingly at a
loss for words. And even as they leave the shop, and return to their
trap, she looks at it continually, as if in disbelief.

"What does it say, miss?" asks Shipman, goaded by curiosity.

"The Walmsley Manufacturing Company, of Clerkenwell."

"Did you say 'Walmsley,' miss?"

"Yes, Shipman."

"Why, what skulduggery is this?"

"I should like to know myself. I wonder if Carry knows anything about
it."

"It would be interesting to find out, miss."

Little more is said on the return journey, until Miss Paulson finds
herself obliged to cough, and to make the quite unnecessary comment,
"We appear to be approaching the school now - Shipman." She is
gratified to see that this time, even Shipman is blushing.



When, next afternoon, Shipman pays her customary visit to Miss
Paulson's cottage, Miss Paulson greets her with every appearance of
uncontainable anger.

"Why, Miss Paulson - what is the matter?" Shipman pales, remembering
that her feelings had perhaps carried her a little too far the
previous afternoon. "Oh - is it about - ?"

Miss Paulson's expression is grim. "You'd better come in, Shipman."

Miss Paulson seats herself at the table, and takes up the letter
again. Shipman stands, waiting respectfully. When Miss Paulson does
not speak, Shipman feels obliged to.

"Is Miss Carter - ?" she falters.

Miss Paulson looks up at her, and removes her pince-nez. She sighs. "I
am sorry, Shipman. I am somewhat distracted at the moment. Miss Carter
is in her room, and she is almost as angry as I am, though I suspect
for a different reason."

"Why? What is it?" Shipman has been expecting to receive a reproach,
but none seems forthcoming.

"She has found a mistake in her design, Shipman. Something that means
that the machine Mr Jepson is making will be quite useless.
Unfortunately, we cannot have the trap this afternoon, and so it will
not be until tomorrow that we can attempt to put things right. We will
call her down in a moment. There is a matter that I suppose I must
discuss with you both. However, I wanted to speak to you alone."

"Yes, miss."

Miss Paulson's voice sinks to an undertone. "I... have become aware,
Shipman, of a certain... tenderness between you and Miss Carter."

"Yes, miss."

"I suppose I may as well call her Lucy, may I not?"

Shipman nods.

"Shipman... I care about Lucy. I cannot bear to see her trifled with."

Shipman nods once more.

"You know, I believe, that she is to leave England at the end of
term?"

"Yes, miss. She told me so."

"This emotional attachment is making things very difficult for her."

Shipman's eyes are downcast. "And also for me, miss."

"I wonder if you know how much you seem to mean to her. What do you
intend to do?"

Shipman looks up, suddenly determined. "I have a letter already
written, miss. I have not sent it yet. It is not very easy..." - she
swallows painfully - "to say goodbye to those you love. My little
brothers... mamma... papa..." she begins to weep. "I have told them
that I shall be devoting my life to good works among the poor." She
smiles through her tears. "I know that it will console them to believe
that."

Despite herself, Miss Paulson cannot suppress her laugh. "Shipman,
Shipman..." She shakes her head.

"I cannot bear to lose her, Miss Paulson. My mind is quite made up.
When you sail for Russia, I will be on board."

"Have you told her this?"

"Yes, of course. But I do not think she believes me."

Miss Paulson looks anxiously toward the door. "Walmsley will be here in
a moment. And when she comes, there is another matter which we must
discuss. But first: Lucy is a very brave young woman." Shipman nods.
"You will have to be very brave too, Ship."

"I know."

"I confess that I myself am frightened. I do not know what the future
holds for me - for all of us. There are some in this world who do not
approve of women like me." She looks into Shipman's eyes. Shipman does
not look away. "- Of women like us, Ship. I shall be going with
Walmsley - with Carry. There may be scandal, which is why we, like
Lucy, are resolved to leave in secrecy. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Miss Paulson."

"No, Ship - I'm Georgie, now. And Walmsley is Carry. We are all saying
goodbye to our old families." Georgie shrugs, holding out her open palms. "We
must all be brave. Together, it will be easier. We must be a new family to
one another. A family of sisters." She opens her arms, and Shipman embraces
her.

"Georgie."

"I will go up and see her. I will tell her you're here. And Ship - ?"

"Yes?"

"She needs you, Ship. Without being indelicate, I... The walls are
thin. Ours is not an easy life, you know. There are not very many
joys. Perhaps we should take them while we can."

"You mean..."

"Sometimes, Carry visits me here. Being Head Girl, she can do things
most cannot."

"Of course."

"She may be able to help. We shall see."

"That would be very kind. If... If Lucy should wish it. But I do not
see how..."

"Sometimes you just have to be brave, Ship. You just have to do it, and
risk rejection. Somehow I doubt that she will reject you."

Shipman nods soberly.

"I will go up to her now."

Georgie finds Lucy working on the floor, diagrams scattered about her.

"How does it go?"

"Huh! I think I've seen a way. I think so."

"Perhaps Ship can help."

"Ship?" Lucy scrambles to her feet, brushing off her dress.

"She is downstairs. She has come to see you. But first..."

"Yes, Miss Pau... - ah, Georgie?"

"I've spoken to her. She has said yes, and I believe she means it. She
is coming with us, Lucy."

"Oh!"

Georgie steps aside so that Lucy may fly past, and descends the stairs
at a very much more leisurely pace.

But when, a few moments later, Carry makes her breathless entry, she
scarcely notices that Shipman and Carter are hand-in-hand.

"You wished to see me, Georgie - er, Miss..." she glances anxiously in
Shipman's direction.

"Georgie," says Georgie firmly, taking the letter from the table. "We
are among friends. Now Carry, I have had some strange and rather
unpleasant news, and I regret to say that it appears to be connected
with the name of Walmsley."

"Why? What has happened?" Carry is wide-eyed.

"I take it, then, you are not aware of this?"

"Why no."

"I received this letter today from the Walmsley Manufacturing Company.
It is of interest to all our scientists, but particularly, I fear, to
Lucy and to Ship. Let me tell you what it says."



(Part IX follows.)

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