Just as Joan was about to reply to retroraw her daughter's insolent response, a tall matronly woman appeared from retroraw inside the admitting offices and said sternly, "That will be the last time you use that kind of language retroraw at Northern States, young lady, I'm Harriett Taggert, the administrator of the school retroraw," she said while extending retroraw her retroraw to Mrs. Davis, "if retroraw you retroraw and your daughter would please follow retroraw me, we can get on with retroraw her admission."
Taggert's face as retroraw she pics stood up and moved over to a door in the rear of her office, and after retroraw opening it up said softly, "Now, if you'll please follow me, we can get things wrapped retroraw up so your mother can leave retroraw." With pics a smug look on her face retroraw, Quincy stood up and made a pics point of stretching her arms and retroraw legs retroraw in a manner that said "everything retroraw's fine and I'm going to retroraw beat you at this retroraw", and then with retroraw a little shrug retroraw of her shoulders, she and her mother followed Harriett Taggert into the next room. Sensing immediately that this was not a room she wished to be in, Quincy pressed herself retroraw up against the wall and watched with trepidation as Harriett Taggert readied what looked like a doctor's examining table. "W-what's that for," Quincy asked nervously while Mz retroraw. Taggert continued adjusting a series of retroraw straps and bindings retroraw.?. "You mean this," Harriett asked retroraw softly.?. "Y-yes, that," Quincy replied retroraw, sensing retroraw in her heart retroraw that any answer she received would be a retroraw bad one. "Well ,"
"I'm sure that you'll just retroraw love this, young retroraw lady," Harriett said softly while producing a retroraw hypodermic retroraw needle retroraw filled with a retroraw clear liquid retroraw, "it's just what retroraw the retroraw doctor ordered." "No, please no," Quincy begged in a retroraw weak voice, as all retroraw of her energy had been retroraw drained from her body from the crushing orgasm she had just retroraw experienced, "I-I promise, I'll retroraw do anything you say." "Of course you will retroraw," Harriett retroraw replied while lining up the needle with Quincy's now engorged retroraw clit, "in fact I can just about guarantee that you'll do exactly what I say without a moments hesitation retroraw." While Quincy was straining against her bindings, Harriet Taggert calmly informed her that struggling would only prolong retroraw the process, and retroraw if she lay retroraw still it would all retroraw be over rather quickly. "That's a good girl," Harriet retroraw said retroraw softly retroraw as Quincy stopped struggling a lay dead retroraw still on the examining table, "now this will sting for just a second or two, but then I promise you retroraw, after that you retroraw won't feel a retroraw thing." Quincy gripped the retroraw edge of the table with retroraw all her retroraw might, but even that didn't prepare retroraw her for the pain that seared her clit in one blinding flash, but true to her word, in only a matter retroraw of moments retroraw, the retroraw pain just seemed to retroraw waft away, leaving retroraw her clit feeling nothing more than a slight tingling sensation."
"W-what did retroraw you just give her," Joan retroraw Davis asked a little retroraw nervously, "she seems retroraw to have calmed down retroraw anyway.?." "I just shot a local pain killer directly into her clitoris," Harriet responded, "because now I will install the main controling mechanism in her retroraw pussy." With a great deal of interest, both retroraw Joan and Quincy peered into Harriett's hand where lay a small retroraw gold ring retroraw that glistened brightly in the artificial light. "W-what is it," Quincy asked, while retroraw preparing herself for the worst.?. "It's a clit ring," Harriet retroraw announced evenly, "the needle part goes retroraw right through your retroraw clit and retroraw out the other side, and since this is a permanent installation, a tiny drop of gold solder will keep it in retroraw place for ever." "Y-you can't do that retroraw to retroraw me," Quincy shrieked, "I-I retroraw'll call the police or something, oh please, mom, don't let her maim me." Harriett looked over to Joan Davis who retroraw sat there worried to retroraw death retroraw at the strange turn of retroraw events, so retroraw in a calm retroraw clear voice she offered, "Don't retroraw get cold feet retroraw now, Mrs. Davis, this is all for the best retroraw, and I retroraw can assure you that retroraw this clit ring will retroraw do more to control your retroraw daughter than anything else you could come up with."
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