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The Island	By : StrawberryWine36 Category: Individual Celebrities > Colin Firth Views: 8936 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and I do not know Colin Firth and am not making any money or profit from this story.

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The room had been quiet for a few moments, until a figure in a long dress entered the room. Georgiana recognised Miss Dilsbury from her first day. She still looked just as Victorian, pale and gaunt with no expression.
“Well well well, Lady Alderley has come to join us. How lovely!” She smiled at last.
“Yes, as predicted this young lady has not been able to complete her time downstairs so is with us now. I need you to clean her properly and show her to her room.”
“Of course headmaster.” She nodded”Come along girl!”
Georgiana stood up quietly and followed her across to a door. She was tired, her battle instinct had been beaten out of her and right now she felt like she had lost everything that mattered. She was shoved through into a large tiled room. It was cold, faded white and had the appearance of an old asylum bathroom.
“Take off your clothes!” Dilsbury barked, pushing her forwards so that she collapsed onto her knees. Georgiana obeyed, slowly peeling off her uniform and handing each item to her until she was sat only in her bra and knickers. “All your clothes you stupid girl!” She shouted, kicking at her leg with her pointy boot until a shivering Georgiana removed her underwear. She sat, shaking on the cold wet floor, hugging her knees into herself. She did not look up as the woman left the room. It was all quiet until the jet of freezing cold water hit her body from the shower above. She screamed as her skin reacted, the temperature was so cold that it took her breath away, her skin numbed completely by it. It felt like it went on forever, and by the time the water stopped, she had rolled up in a ball, crying and screaming for it to end.
“Not so cocky mouthed are you now, brat?” Miss Dilsbury spat from the doorway, holding out a large towel. “Dry yourself off and stop being so dramatic.”
Georgiana took the towel and hugged it around herself. Still shaking with the cold she tried to use it to warm up. It had done its job at drying her body but it had no chance at raising her temperature. She went to follow Dilsbury out of the door but to her horror the woman reached out for the towel.
“I will show you to your room but you leave the towel here. You like to show off your naked body so much, here is your chance.” She turned away and Georgiana followed, dropping the towel slowly to the floor. Although on the short walk from the bathroom to her room they encountered not another person, the humiliation swamped over her. Each painting seemed like it was laughing down at her goose pimpled skin and clumps of hair stuck to her face. It was a relief when they reached the room, it was small, the walls were bare stone and the floor was the same apart from a small brown rug. The metal single bed had a few sparse sheets and the only furniture was a small chest of drawers. She thanked the stars that there was at least a window, it had large metal bars across it but looked out over the front of the building, down to the people milling below, unaware of what was going on above their heads.
“The headmaster wishes you to join him for dinner tonight.” Dilsbury broke the silence. “For now you will dress from the drawers but I will return at six with an outfit which you must wear and also make up and perfume. Until then you can sit here and think about your fate!” With that she slammed the door and pulled across the bolt. As her footsteps faded, Georgiana threw herself against the door, rattling it with all her might but it wasn’t going to open. Sobbing she broke away and headed over to the chest of drawers. In the top was an array of white underwear, the second drawer contained grey t-shirts and cardigans and in the bottom drawer was grey jogging bottoms. She hurried to put on the colourless clothing; desperate to be warm At least it provided that, apart from making her feel like a prisoner. Once clothed she snuggled under the covers on the noisily sprung bed. Closing her eyes she vowed to sleep as much as possible and at least then she wouldn’t have to think about it.
At six, the door opened loudly and Dilsbury entered holding a bag. She sat on the end of the bed, a whole different persona. She seemed very calm and friendly.
“Wakey wakey miss, you need to get up and get dressed for dinner.” Georgiana sat up and winced as the pain on her behind returned with a vengeance. Dilsbury gently helped her remove her top and handed her the outfit. Georgiana looked in horror at the pale green baby doll nightie, it was see through and tied up at the front. It only reached the top of her thighs and left nothing to the imagination. The panties that went with it were the same colour, just as see through but at least they provided some sort of cover.
“Can’t I have a bra?” She asked finally, looking at herself in the mirror.
“Of course not!” Dilsbury laughed. “The headmaster requires access to all of you, with no restrictions at all.”
Georgiana froze at her reply, so he wanted to see her body, touch her...the thought made her instantly feel sick. She sat there in stunned silence as Dilsbury brushed her hair. Maybe she had thought that he was just going to lock her up and leave her to rot, even that was better than his hands touching her, his horrible dry desperate hands poking at her. The thoughts got worse and she held back the nausea.
“I shall leave you the makeup.” Dilsbury said finally. “I want to see well made up eyes, use of foundation, mascara and lipstick. You want to look stunning or the headmaster may punish you for not making enough effort.”
After she had gone, Georgiana sifted through the bag and began applying the makeup. She imagined she was making her face up for meeting Colin; it was the only way she could keep her sanity at the moment. What kind of hell was happening here and what was the headmaster intending to do with her.
She walked out into the corridor and back into the room that she had been punished in earlier. The headmaster was sat at the table smoking a cigarette. He stood up as she arrived and handed her a glass of wine. She sniffed it suspiciously.
“Don’t worry my dear, it’s not poisoned!” He laughed. “Sit down and relax.”
She obeyed, glancing over at herself in the mirror and cringing at the way her breasts were visible through the sheer fabric.
“You like the outfit?”
“No, I look like a 70s porn star.” She replied. He laughed again and topped up her glass which she had already drained.
“So, my beautiful little bitch let me fill you in on what is happening. As you might or might not know, there are wealthy men in the world who are lonely, they have their money and possessions but they lack in a companion, for both social events and sex. It’s hard for them to find genuine partners or playthings and that is where I decided that I could help. I run a web site where I advertise all the lovely girls who end up here and the highest bidder gets the girl! Of course it depends on what a gentleman is looking for, every girl is different and all needs are catered for.”
“So you are basically selling women online?” Georgiana asked, horrified. “Isn’t that illegal?”
“I imagine it is my dear, but I can’t see anyone stopping me, can you? “ He grinned. “I describe it more as a one way dating site with a variable membership fee.”
“It’s wrong.” Georgiana snapped, “You can’t do that to people.”
“I can do exactly as I please with you, I think you need to remember that young lady! “The headmaster snarled across the table.
“Which brings me to tonight...” he continued, softening as she shrunk back and necked another glass of wine. “Before I write up an eye grabbing description of you for the site, I need to know what skills you have, by that I mean some ladies are masters at oral satisfaction, others are more into anal. I have to have the tedious task of trying different things with you to find out what makes you a star!” He sat back sipping his drink as Miss Dilsbury placed two plates of food in front of them.
Georgiana sat stunned and poured herself another drink. She could feel herself beginning to shake, was this monster really going to do all those things to her, and more that she hardly dare imagine. Being trapped up in that little room until some stranger bought her like a toy.
“Eat up girl, you have a long night. Shall I fill you in?”
“I don’t want to know”
“Ah, I will anyway. After we have eaten and finished our drinks I will ask you to go and lay on the bed over there. I will then be putting myself between your legs and giving you a good hard fucking, and it will be hard so I am warning you in advance.”
Georgiana paled at his words. He was almost clinical in his description which made the whole thing even scarier. She picked at the food on her plate, not being able to concentrate; nervously she ploughed through a few more glasses of wine until her head felt pleasantly numb. The headmaster watched her with a wry smile on his face. He could see fear; she was reacting exactly how he wanted. The thought turned him on incredibly and he did not want to waste any more time.
“Right girl, time is up. I would like you to go and lie down on the bed and wait for me there.” He waved towards the four poster bed. Georgiana waited for a moment before getting up slowly and walking towards the bed. The long curtains brushed against her bare arms as she pushed them aside. She was completely hidden at this point as all curtains were drawn close, laying back with her head on the pillow she closed her eyes and chanted to herself in her head, don’t cry, don’t let him win, don’t cry, don’t make a sound.
A few moments later the curtains parted beside her, a cool breeze blew across her and she opened her eyes with a start. The headmaster did not speak but lifted each of her wrists to attach leather straps that were up by the pillows.
“This is in case you get any stupid ideas young lady. Restraint is the best method to start with. Now, open your legs!”
He repeated the order and she shakily obeyed. He had moved onto the bed and front of her at this point, he ran a finger down the line of her panties and felt her try to pull away. His fingers pulled at the soft fabric until it tore away in his hand.
“Very nice.” He said, as if inspecting a piece of art. “Of course I am not cruel enough to not let you get lubricated so I have a little surprise for you.... Oh Eliza!” He called out. Georgiana looked over horrified as Eliza appeared beside him, wearing a black leather bra and mini skirt. She had a thick collar around her neck which the headmaster pulled towards him, yanking her close.
“Eliza has something to say to you Georgiana, she is very, very sorry and has a lovely way of making up, don’t you Eliza? She is going to lick you and get you all nice and moist for me.”
Georgiana expected Eliza to fight and argue but she did not. Very compliant and as if under his spell she knelt between Georgiana’s legs and gently opened her pussy with two fingers. Georgiana couldn’t help emitting a groan as Eliza’s soft wet tongue licked along her pussy lips. She built up a rhythm and then gently fucked her with soft wet thrusts. It was a different sensation than that of a man’s, not a patch on the way Colin had tongue fucked her the night before but it still aroused her, despite her dislike for Eliza. She was getting close to the edge when the headmaster pulled Eliza away.
“That’s enough; I said not to let her come!” He frowned, “Now suck me hard!” He pushed Eliza down and she unzipped him to reveal his shrivelled cock. Georgiana looked away, not wanting to see it.
“No girl, I want you to watch, turn around!” He shouted, she did so and wrinkled her nose at the sight of Eliza knelt sucking him back and forth. He grinned at her displeasure and only a few moments later had pushed Eliza aside and sent her on her way. He knelt between Georgiana’s legs and held the tip of his cock against her. She wriggled and fought straight away.
“Any more of that and I will not think twice about taking my belt to you again and then taking you anally with no lubrication!” He ranted, she stopped moving at once and lie panting and still. “Now, I am going to fuck you and it is going to be very hard and it is going to hurt you, this is not going to be one of your slutty enjoyable experiences!” Georgiana braced herself but was not ready for his first thrust which sent him all the way inside her. She shrieked out in pain as he did it again and again.
“Oh yes, I think you will be down on the description of tight virgin like pussy. How ever did you keep it like that you filthy whore? Oh I am sure you are going to be well in demand!” His joy at the thought of money excited him as he thrusted and it was only a few seconds before he came with a grunt and withdrew himself at once. Wiping himself on a towel he left without another word. Georgiana was left alone, arms still strapped above her head. Between her legs was burning painfully and she couldn’t help the tears that spilt down her cheeks as she sobbed.
It was another ten minutes until Miss Dilsbury arrived and undid the restraints. Georgiana sat up, rubbing her sore wrists.
“Take yourself off to the headmasters’ shower room. It is a lot more enjoyable than the one you encountered yesterday. You have pleased him so he has allowed you to use it. Here is a towel and some soap, you have five minutes.” She told Georgiana and helped her up off the bed and towards the bathroom.
Under the warm water she cried again, scrubbing at her skin she tried to get the smell of him off, she wished there was bleach as the soap didn’t feel like it was getting rid of his touch. She hated him even more for ruining everything, for violating her, for humiliating her.
Back in her little cell room, she lay awake wondering what Colin was doing, if he was thinking of her, she wondered if he would still want her after what the headmaster had done. She hoped he would, but the lingering worry was there. What if the best thing to happen in her life was now over forever?
Colin had tried to spend the day on autopilot. He had taken the lessons that he was supposed to, caught up on paperwork and now in the evening he was sat at his desk, alone and all that was consuming his mind was thoughts of her. What was happening to her? was she hurt? Was she sad? Was she feeling alone? He wanted to hold her, to hear her voice, even if it was to give some sarcastic remark or argue over something. His thoughts were disturbed by the headmaster strolling in jauntily through the door. Never one for knocking.
“Good evening”
“Good evening to you my friend, I expect you are enjoying the peace after last night!”
“Yes” Colin mumbled in reply, if only he knew the truth, he was hating the peace, craving the bubbly giggly girl who he was falling in love with more and more by the hour.
“Thank you, I want to say thank you for your discretion in last night’s happenings. Many would have told the entire staff by now but you have remained silent and professional, I admire that.”
Colin did not desire his admiration in any way, in fact he wanted to be as far away as possible from this man but for Georgiana’s sake he remained calm.
“No problem, I would never betray your trust. “
“I know, and I believe I was a little rash before in not trusting you with explaining about the tower. Now, you have an interest in knowing what is going on?”
“My interest, what about it?” Colin looked up from his work and lowered his glasses; did the headmaster know something already? Maybe he had discovered something had been going on. He shook himself back to reality and forced his paranoia to take a step back.
“I have a one off offer of dinner on Friday night, eight o clock on the dot, don’t be late. You might discover all kinds of interesting things and I am hoping that you might want to help me with a few tasks.” The headmaster smiled.
“Yes, yes of course!” Colin replied, before the headmaster changed his mind. Maybe this was it, the one chance he might get to find out what was going on and how to get Georgiana as far away as possible.
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