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the shorn area with a depilatory cream. Ten minutes later the recumbent girl’s mound was as smooth as a billiard ball. Christina grunted and fingered the tangle of head hair.
    â€˜I’ll have that off you, too, before you leave here,’ she promised her unhearing victim. ‘By the time I’m through with you, the world really will think you’re mad; you’ll be babbling like a lunatic and incapable of stringing two coherent sentences together. After that, who knows, we might even get you back again. No one will miss just one more crackpot arty-farty.’
    She reached down and fingered the narrow cleft beneath the freshly shaven area. The labia seemed thin and tightly pressed together, but Christina persisted, prising the lips apart to reveal the dark pink mouth behind them.
    â€˜We’ll find plenty to keep this full,’ she whispered. ‘Give me a month and you’ll be able to accommodate a gorilla up there - or my biggest dildo. I reckon you’ll look perfect, squirming on the end of Christina’s largest cock, sweetie.’ With an effort, Christina dragged herself back to the task in hand.
    She unfastened the heavy trunk in the corner of the room and lifted the lid back, standing stooped over for several seconds examining the contents, before deciding upon her first move. When she straightened up again, in her hands she held something that resembled a narrow-waisted corset, from the top of the back of which extended a wide, curved plate. However, unlike the leather and rubber garments that were the norm in this place, this creation had been moulded from a thick, rigid perspex, and was completely transparent.
    â€˜Perfect,’ she whispered to herself. ‘Just perfect.’ She stooped again and detached the strange key tool from where it had been taped to the underside of the lid, and then turned to study her intended victim. ‘Just about the ideal size.’ She smiled down at the unconscious Clarissa.
    Christina rapidly released the five catches that ran down either side, separating the two halves of the corset. Then, discarding the front piece temporarily, she eased the other beneath the limp Clarissa, adjusting its position until she was satisfied it was exactly right. The curve of the design, added to the curve of the extension plate, lifted Clarissa’s lower back several inches clear of the hard mattress and left her upper back and head lying at a downward angle, supported by the perspex extension, which ended at the nape of her neck.
    Now, taking the front section, Christina lowered it down, mating it with the first and drawing Clarissa’s ample breasts through the two rigid cut-outs, settling them against the near half cup sections that would hold up the helpless girl’s bust when she finally returned to an upright position. It then required simple strength, of which Christina had plenty, to force the two halves tightly together and compress Clarissa’s waist into the hourglass shape into which the perspex had been sculpted. A few seconds additional work with the key and the corset was locked in place, immovable by its wearer, or anyone else, as Christina held the only key.
    Returning to the trunk, the powerful Dane selected the next pieces to the intricate jigsaw, laying them out on the bed alongside the still motionless Clarissa. She took the hinged collar first, wrapping it around the artist’s neck and clicking it into the locking mechanism at the top of the extension plate. Now, when Clarissa finally did come around and get to her feet, she would be forced to walk with her spine bent cruelly backwards, the sharp raised point at the front of the collar ensuring that she had to keep her chin well elevated as well.
    Two more hinged sections formed rigid gloves, encasing the arms from fingertips to armpit, six more tiny locks holding them to the arms and two larger catches snapping into retaining locks on either side of the back half