To Obey
by Fire-Bird
Chapter 76 "Hot Coals"
The sun peeked over the horizon to signal the start of a new day.
The light flooded the TU grounds and eventually it's warmth rushed over
the dew-covered grass. Clare awoke with her face in the cold dirt.
She moaned slightly as the subtle heat from the sun sent painful shock-
waves through her body.
The day before Ivy had stripped off most of Clare's skin. And to make
matters worse Ivy had turned her over so the sun could now burn and bake
Clare's back and legs. Clare's whole body ached and shivered. All Clare
knew now was pain. Long gone was her interest in her daughters or even
the sadness for the death of her husband, JT.
She lay there not blinking as the sun's lights made her eyes water.
She wished death would come for her soon. Unfortunately for her, Ivy had
other plans.
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Clare wasn't the only one up early. Cindy Winslow was up also. She had
been busy in the kitchen for the last hour cooking and baking. Her face
was slightly covered in flour and she had egg stains on her apron. She
turned as the oven signalled that it had finished it's cooking. Keeping
her head back from the rising heat she pulled the hot cake tray out and
with a flourish flopped it onto a cooling rack.
She continued to whipped the chocolate whip cream. Occasionally she looked
at the clock which seemed to make her redouble her efforts. After she
checked the consistency of the cream she rummaged around in a drawer
looking for candles.
There weren't enough for her father's birthday cake, but it'll have to do.
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Clare didn't even respond to Ivy when she kicked her in the rib cage. Nor
did she respond when Priest smacked her ankle with a large wooden baton.
Ivy looked to Priest for an answer.
"Trance. She's put her mind into a safe place so she won't feel any-more
pain. How inconsiderate." replied Priest.
Ivy nodded. It was very rare she ever questioned what Priest said.
"So what do we do?" asked Ivy.
"Plan stays the same. Clean her up and get her ready for Hang."
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Cindy spread the tablecloth and quickly put out the cutlery. She sat down,
put on her party hat and waited. After a few minutes she heard a noise.
Cindy jumped slightly as her father walked in through the doorway.
He stopped just inside the room and looked at his daughter and then the
table. Cindy was watching him as he swung a large iron bar with a metal
head on the end.
"... um .. Hi Daddy. Happy Birthday!" said Cindy as she watched the iron
bar.
Paul looked around the room and then smiled. "Morning honey. This for me?"
Cindy pulled her eyes away from the chain. "Yeah, sure is."
Paul kissed Cindy on her forehead. He took the extra party hat, put it on
and sat down at the table. Cindy continued to stare at the iron bar on the
table. Paul took it and dropped it to the floor. Cindy smiled and stood up.
She reached behind her back to a knot holding her nightie together. She
pulled on the knot and her nightie dropped to the floor.
She then laid herself onto the table and while her father watched on, she
took small bowls of food and tipped the contents onto herself. She reached
over and took a knife and fort and handed them to Paul. He checked the tips
of the fork and they had been sharpened. The knife blade had also been
sharpened. Cindy held her breath and her father jabbed the fork at a
strawberry. The fork points went through it easily and embed into Cindy's
left upper breast.
Cindy hissed quietly but kept her position on the table. Paul swallowed the
fruit and then raised the knife.
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Clare didn't even blink involuntarily when Hang shone a light into her eyes.
He flashed it back and forth to see if she would react, nothing.
"What do you think Hang?" asked Ivy.
"Woman gone. No good to me. You take her." replied Hang.
"How is your experiment?" said Ivy as she tried to see behind a white
curtain.
"Good. He ready."
Ivy watched as Hang went behind the white curtain. Ivy heard a small
muffled conversation and then straps being untied. Nurse Luxe pulled
back the curtain and Ivy simply stared at Steve. He was huge. Easily
as big as John muscle wise. Also his cock was massive. It was the size of
a large horse. It hung between his legs and rocked from side to side as
Steve tried to walk. Hang was on one side and Nurse Luxe on the other.
Within a couple of minutes Steve was walking unaided. Hang started telling
Steve about his new strength, endurance and power. Ivy continued to
watch his large cock. Steve stroked it a couple of times and it bobbed
slightly. Hang looked over to Ivy.
"Why you here?" he asked.
Ivy blinked and realized she should be working. She got the porter to take
Clare down to Priest's work room.
"You sure Mam?" asked the porter.
"Yeah, Priest will know how to wake her. If not, he'll kill her for me."
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By the time Cindy's Dad had finished his breakfast she had cuts all over
her body. Most of them were scabbing already. She pushed off the rest of
the food onto the table and then stood up.
"That's was nice Cindy. Now what do you have for my birthday present?"
Cindy hesitated while carrying the dishes to the sink.
"Present?" she asked meekly and giving a small smile.
"Yeah, don't say you didn't get your old Dad anything? I mean the breakfast
was nice and eating off my naked daughter was yummy. But I think I could
do better on the present side of things."
"Okay Daddy. What did you want for your present?"
"Glad you asked honey. It's down in the basement all ready to go. You just
do the dishes first and then come on down. Okay?"
Cindy gave her father a worried smile and nodded.
"Good. See ya soon honey."
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Clare was still in her trance. She knew she'd have to come out of it sooner
or later. From the distance in her mind she felt the porter washing her
down and also scraping off her hair. Every now and then a robed man would
flash across her vision. Last thing she remembered was the sensation of
being lifted up off the ground.
Then heat and pain lashed at her body. Clare could no longer contain her
meditation. She screamed. She looked down and saw hot coals burning her
tender flesh and searing her breasts. She was hanging by her elbows on
an iron bar. Her feet had been tied and lifted upwards.
She begged for mercy but the porter continued to stir the coals. She
turned to the robed man but he didn't respond to her pleas except to smile.
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Cindy finished wiping the last dish and put it into the cupboard. She did
a quick check on her cuts but they had pretty much healed up. She took a
deep breath and blew it out slowly. She opened the basement door and
descended the steps.
She saw her father sitting on the table kicking his feet back and forth.
He was obvious excited about his chosen present. He jumped off the table
and flourished his arm towards the table. He even helped Cindy up and she
raised her arms so Paul could strap her down. Cindy lifted her body as
Paul threaded a belt around her waist. He tied this down to the table as
well making it very tight. Then he tied rope around her knees and pulled
them so her legs pressed tightly into her chest. This left Cindy's cunt
completely exposed.
Satisfied with this Paul took a cloth and some water and wiped down his
daughter's crotch. Cindy kept her cunt lips shaved at her father's orders.
Cindy watched the sparks fly and burn out as her father stoked the hot
coals. Paul pulled out the branding iron. It glowed a menacing hot red.
The iron head had a round flat head with the initials PW on the inside.
Cindy watched as her father walked over to her and put his hand on her
head.
"Ready honey?" he asked.
Cindy simply nodded and closed her eyes. A few seconds later there was an
explosion of pain tearing through her body. Cindy couldn't even gasp in
enough air to scream. She looked down and saw that the branding iron was
pressed hard against her vagina lips. Heat and steam floated in the air
around her father. The loud sizzle of burning flesh slowly subsided.
Cindy felt her body go totally cold. Then the pain hit her. She kicked her
legs back and forth but couldn't move. Then she threw her head back onto
the table again and again until she had knocked herself unconscious.
Cindy had a headache for the next two days. The branding she had received
on her pussy had disappeared before the week was out thanks to the special
healing hormones.
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