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The following is a new story I have just written. I hope you like it.

STANDARD DISCLAIMER:
    If you are under the legal age of consent, or object to explicit
sexual material, please stop reading now. If said material is illegal
in your area, please stop reading now.

All characters in this work are fictional, and any resemblence to
any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Copyright(c), 1996, by the author. All rights reserved.




                            The Tape Slaves

     ---------------------------Part I---------------------------

                               Chapter 1
                            The Initiation

"Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is
granted, all else follows."
     GEORGE ORWELL, 1984

"You are free and that is why you are lost."
     FRANZ KAFKA

     Gina Robinson was a freshman at Falcon Hill High School. A pretty
girl of fourteen with a waifish figure, long blonde hair that hung to
her waist, wide green eyes which gave her an childish, innocent
looking face, she was somewhat shy and had not yet made any new
friends since starting high school. Her father, a vice president of a
large telecommunications company, had recently been transferred with
his family to southern California and she missed her old friends. One
day, about a month into the school year some girls approached her
after one of her classes.
     "Hi. You're Gina, right?" one of them asked her.
     "Yes, that's right."
     "Hi. I'm Hannah." Hannah was a small redhead with a glowing smile
and freckles dotting her smooth, pale skin on her arms and face.
     The other girl said, "I'm Irene." Irene was a tall, thin woman,
about 5' 11", with olive skin, a slightly large nose, and dark, wavy
hair. She was about the same age as Gina, perhaps a year younger than
her companion."We haven't seen you around before."
     "I just started here last month," Gina replied.
     "Would you like to have lunch with us?"
     "Sure."

     The three girls started hanging out together after that. Gina
learned that Hannah and Irene had been friends since the first grade.
Gina could tell that they knew each other intimately, that they could
almost read each other's minds. They appeared to have no secrets from
each other, or it seemed, from Gina. One day, about a week after they
had first had lunch together, they went to Hannah's house after school
and sat in her room, talking.
     "Gina, would you do me a favor?" asked Hannah.
     "What's that?"
     "Listen to this tape and tell me what you think." Hannah pulled a
small walkman tape player out of her gym bag and gave it to Gina. "Go
ahead, it's all set up."
     Gina looked at the tape player. It was an ordinary cassette
player with a headset plugged into the side. On the back was a small
sticker. It said 'If lost or stolen contact: Hannah Bliss'. Her
address and telephone number were also printed on the sticker. Gina
put the earphones on her head and pressed the play button.

     Instantly she felt a overwhelming, powerful explosion in her
head. The earphones seemed to be vibrating, sending a low, barely
audible tone directly into her brain. As suddenly as it had started,
it stopped. Gina was neither scared or upset. In fact, she found that
she didn't feel anything at all. She continued to sit there calmly and
listen to the tape. Soon a voice came up. It seemed familiar. She
realized it was her own voice talking to her.
     "Keep listening to this tape player. Whatever happens, don't stop
listening until this tape ends. This tape player has been modified to
emit a special series of audio vibrations and radio frequencies
through your ears and into your brain. The voice you hear will
probably sound to you like your own. In fact, the only sound actually
entering your ears is a specially modulated white noise The sounds you
think you are hearing are electronically generated thoughts being
transmitted directly to your mind, a sort of telepathy. In addition to
the audible voice you 'hear', other commands are being sent to your
unconscious mind. These commands will become a part of your very
being, permanently altering your beliefs and feelings. You will not be
able, or in fact willing to disobey any of the commands and attitudes
that are programmed into you by this tape player, for they will seem
to you to be your very own." Gina realized that she was now the
willing slave of the tape player. She also felt that this was just
what she wanted, had always wanted, to be under the complete control
of the player, to allow it to change her, mold her in any way it
wanted. Odd, she thought, I wouldn't have felt this way before.
     The player continued. "You will continue to live your normal
life, deciding for yourself most things. However, it is important for
you to know that from this day on, your mind may be altered in any
way, anytime. You have now joined the community of tape slaves. It is
important that everyone in the whole world join the community. It is
also important for you to understand that anyone not yet a tape slave
will find the idea of losing their free will and being enslaved
unpleasant at best. Therefore you must be extremely careful not to let
anyone know of the community or of your new status unless you are
absolutely positive that they are like you, tape slaves." Of course,
Gina thought, that just makes sense.
     "In order for you to serve me completely, without interference,
it will be necessary to begin by turning all the members of your
family into tape slaves." Gina wanted nothing more in the world then
to convert her whole family's minds just like hers was. Everything
else suddenly became unimportant. "When everyone living in your house
obeys like you do, then you will all come to the Community Center
together and take your places as members of the community." Gina was
already making plans on how to get her family to listen to the tape
player. Her younger siblings would be no problem, she figured. Dad
probably wouldn't be too hard, either. Her mother might take some
work, however.
     The tape went on for another few minutes. Gina was programmed to
always listen to any tape which was given her. She learned that other
tapes would be played into her, altering her further. Gina was pleased
that the tapes had made it so easy for her. All she would have to do
is listen to the tapes and she would be instantly turned into whatever
was desired.

     Finally the tape ended. Gina took off the headset and looked at
her two friends. Hannah and Irene were looking at her expectantly.
"Well?" Irene asked. "What do you think of it?"
     "It makes so much sense. Everyone should hear this tape."
     "Including your family?"
     "Especially my family. Hannah, can I borrow this tonight? I
promise I'll return it tomorrow."
     Irene laughed. Hannah smiled and reached in her gym bag and took
out a similar tape player and handed it to Gina. Gina noticed that the
sticker on hers had her own name and address on it.
     "You seem to have thought of everything," Gina said, beginning to
understand now.
     Irene lay back on the bed. "We're pretty well organized now. You
should have been here in the old days."
     Hannah nodded. "Yeah, remember Principal Hanson? How he found out
about the tape players and locked himself in his office?"
     Gina asked. "What happened?"
     Irene laughed. "He called the cops. There must have been a
hundred of them at school that day. They sealed the school off and
taped everybody there that day, including him."
     "The cops? They're tape slaves?"
     "The cops, the mayor, newspapers. They were the first. I told
you, we're well organized."
     "Oh.."
     Hannah said, "In fact, most people around here are slaves these
days. It's mostly new people in town, like you, that we get nowadays.
Other places are just getting started I hear. We're getting better at
it though. We've learned a lot in the last year."
     "Well, I gotta get home. I got work to do there. See you
tomorrow." Gina left.

                               Chapter 2
                              The Friends

"Every time a friend succeeds, I die a little."
     GORE VIDAL

"Friends are like fiddle strings, they must not be screwed too tight."
     ENGLISH PROVERB

     Hannah picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Hello, this is
Hannah Bliss calling about Gina Robinson... Yes, she has a player and
she just left for home... OK, we'll be in tomorrow morning to pick up
a player. Bye." She hung up the phone. "Principal Hanson says our next
assignment is someone named Janet Spinner."
     Irene thought for a moment. "Yeah, I know her. She's in Home Ec,
third period with me. Nice body. Great big tits!"
     Hannah's eyes shone. She smiled lustfully at her lifelong friend,
and now since they had joined the community, so much more. She moved
atop Irene, straddling her waist. Irene's hands moved slowly and
firmly up and down Hannah's thighs. Sticking her lower lip out in a
exaggerated pout, Hannah said, "I thought you liked them a little
smaller." Slowly she removed her shirt and bra, showing her freckled,
petite titties.
     "Your tits always make me horny, lover." Irene reached out and
took Hannah's soft globes in her hands. Massaging the warm flesh, she
looked into her childhood friend's soft blue eyes. How lovely, she
thought. "Come here, you." Hannah lowered her teat to Irene's open
mouth. Irene kissed and suckled the offered prize, while her hand
snaked its way over to the crotch of Hannah's jeans.
     Hannah sighed and slowly moved her hips, rubbing her pubic mound
against Irene's hand. She brought down her own hand upon Irene's
breasts, caressing them though her blouse. Hannah felt her pussy
starting to become all wet and juicy. "You make me so wet!" Irene
responded by lightly biting Hannah's nipple, causing her to moan
loudly, rubbing her dripping pussy even harder against Irene.
     After a few more minutes of this, Hannah moved down her friend,
laying atop her. They shared a long, passionate kiss, their tongues
dancing together. Hannah then moved further down, unbuttoning Irene's
blouse and pulling the hem out of her skirt. As usual, Irene went
topless. Hannah loved the dark aureolas with the wide nibs, almost a
quarter-inch across. As Hannah lovingly tongued and squeezed them,
they grew hard, sticking out prominently. Irene could take no more.
"C'mon baby, give it to me!"
     "Tell me what you want?" Hannah asked playfully.
     Irene loved it when Hannah made her beg. "I want your pussy in my
mouth. I want to push my tongue down your hole and taste your juices.
Please let me lick you."
     "You little slut! What about my juices?"
     "I love the taste of your juicy cunt. I want you to come in my
mouth, filling my mouth with your yummy girl flavor. Pleeease! I need
it so much." Irene was fumbling with the snap on Hannah's jeans.
Popping it open and pulling down the zipper, she slid her hand down
into the panties, feeling past the soft, downy pubic hair, until her
fingers reached Hannah's now drenched pussy. Spreading Hannah's pussy
lips apart, she slipped long supple fingers deep into the wet interior
of her pussy.
     Hannah felt an orgasm building deep inside her. As Irene finger
fucked her, she pulled her sandals off, then squirmed the jeans and
panties down over her thin hips down to her thighs. She sat up and
roughly squeezed her boobs, pinching hard the nipples until they
throbbed.  Free  from  the  confining  clothing,  Irene's  han
swiftly, in and out of Hannah's pussy, First one, then two, then three
fingers sliding deep into her, her thumb ran harshly over her
clitoris, swirling around, driving Hannah insane with desire. Her
orgasm was building, ready to drive her over the top.
     "My mouth darling!" Irene whispered. "I need you in my mouth."
With Irene helping, Hannah's pants were fully removed and she was
pulled up Irene's trim body until her pussy was in front of Irene's
waiting mouth. Irene gazed at that wonderful snatch, the dark red lips
contrasting against her pale white skin, her lips swollen and puffy,
her clit so hard and inviting. Her legs were damp with the juice
running down from her. Irene inhaled deeply, intoxicated by the sweet,
musky odor of her girlfriend's juices. Irene opened her mouth wide and
clamped it down on Hannah's hot sex, her tongue penetrating deep in
her womb.
     Hannah was on fire by now. She grabbed Irene's hair and pushed
her pussy hard into her friend's face. "Fuck me, you bitch!" she
screamed, "Fuck me with your slutty face! Deeper! Oh God! Fuck!
Faster, you whore! Fuck me faster! Oh god, I'm gonna cum! Oh God,
please don't stop! Oh, oh, oh, cummmmming!" Screaming at the top of
her lungs, Hannah's body convulsed into a violent orgasm, her juices
already plentiful, became a torrent. The juice filled Irene's mouth
and throat, spilling down the sides of her face. Irene felt like she
was laying under a hot, steamy waterfall. She held the wonderful juice
in her mouth, savoring the heavenly flavor of her best friend's cum,
then swallowed, feeling the hot liquid running down deep to her
stomach, filling her with a warm, contented feeling, like a freezing
person who has just drank hot coffee.

     Hannah, her orgasm subsiding, rolled off Irene and lay beside her
panting and moaning. Irene took the petite body of her childhood
friend in her arms and held her, gently stroking her face and body
with the back of her hand. "Oh Irene! That was wonderful," Hannah said
when she calmed down enough to talk. "I love you so much. How can I
ever thank you?" she said, raising her eyebrows slightly.
     Irene, knowing what was to come, kissed Hannah sweetly then
turned to Hannah's night table. Opening it, she removed a long, white
vibrator. Setting it down between Hannah's sweaty tits, pointing up
toward  her  freckled  face,  she  grinned,  "Maybe  you'll
something." Irene pulled up her skirt and pulled off her panties,
spreading her legs as she lowered them. She had completely shaved her
privates. Her dark pussy, glistened with lubrication.
     Hannah took the vibrator and flipped it on to the lowest setting.
Turning on her side, she ran the device over her friend's body,
raising goose bumps on Irene's skin. Irene's nipples grew painfully
hard as her breasts were tended to. Hannah whispered those sexy, dirty
words that Irene loved to hear from her lover.
     "Oh, baby. I'm going to fuck you so hard. Do you want this in
your cunt, darling?"
     "Mmm Hmm!"
     "Yeah, you want it. You're such a horny slut, you love it when
your lover penetrates your sloppy, slutty cunt and fucks you. Fucks
the hell out of you." She got up on her knees and moved between
Irene's outstretched legs, holding the dildo out from her crotch like
it was an erect penis, She touched the tip of it to Irene's lips,
spreading them slightly, then pulling back. "Tell me you whore, do you
like my cock?"
     "Mmmm. It feels soooooo good," Irene murmured.
     "I'm going to shove this big, fat prick deep in your cunt twat
and screw you like you've never been screwed before. Would you like
that, Irene? Are you ready to me to fuck you now?" Hannah asked
sternly.
     "Yes. Fuck my hole, please."
     Hannah, still holding the vibrator out from her, moved forward,
entering Irene. She pushed an inch or so into her then pulled back.
Irene let out a loud groan. "Want more, slut?"
     Irene was whimpering with desire. "More! I want more! I need you
to fuck me pleeeease!"
     Hannah pulled back slightly, then in one smooth stroke, shoved
both her hips and the vibrator forward. Irene let out a glass
shattering shriek as her vagina was filled to overflowing with the
pulsating device. Hannah held the base in her hand letting Irene
adjust to the sensations. When she knew Irene was ready, she said
"Like that, slut? Let's see how your twat likes this." She snapped the
vibrator into high gear and began to copulate her girlfriend. Irene's
next shriek was am impossibly high squeal. Hannah thought that every
dog in the neighborhood would start howling. Irene thrashed about on
the bed as Hannah swiftly drove the toy deeper into her with each
thrust.
     Irene saw stars dance before her eyes as she came again and
again. After about a dozen climaxes, Hannah pulled the vibrator out of
Irene's quivering pussy with a heavy slurping sound. Hannah could look
all the way into Irene's vagina. "Whore! Your cunt's all used up. I
need another hole to fuck you in. Now let me see," she said
mischievously. "What shall I do? Oh, I know. I think I'll fuck you in
the ass! You'd like that, wouldn't you, you slut?"
     Irene's mind was a haze with lust she felt for this girl. At the
word 'ass' she almost climaxed again right there and then. "My ass.
Yes, fuck my ass." Irene turned over and knelt on shaky arms and legs
as Hannah moved up behind her.
     Putting the tip of the vibrator against the pucker of her best
friend's asshole, she bent and whispered into her ear, "Get ready
slut, here it comes." Hannah slowly twisted the device clockwise as
she pressed it into Irene's ass. It slid in easily after two or three
tries. Irene's gave a third shout that made Hannah's ears ring.
     Slowly, then faster and faster, she ass-fucked Irene. Irene's
arms and legs gave out as she went into continuous orgasm. Laying face
down on the bed, spread eagle, she was crying and gibbering as her
body was wracked by climaxes. Hannah reached down with her free hand
between Irene's legs and mauled her pussy, pinching her clitoris
between her thumb and fingers. Irene's climaxes became unbearable as
the sensations coursing through her drove her over the edge. With a
howl  of  pain/pleasure  her  mind  shut  down,  driving
unconsciousness before the fucking she was getting drove her insane.

     Pulling the vibrator out and turning it off, Hannah took Irene's
long, brown hair in her hands. Smiling contentedly, she lightly kissed
a lock of hair, then gently turned her friend over. Cuddling next to
her, she thought back on the day they had first made love together.
She remembered how before her taping her earlier feelings of lesbian
sex had been such a big turn off. How silly that all seemed. How could
she refuse her childhood friend such pleasure. She loved Irene and
knew, as only best friends can know, that Irene loved her back. With a
sigh of pure joy, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. The girls
snuggled and snoozed.

     After a while, Hannah's parents entered the room, naked. Smiling,
they joined the two teenagers on the bed.

                               Chapter 3
                              The Family

"They fuck you up, your Mum and Dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
And give you all the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you."
     PHILIP LARKIN

"Having a family is like having a bowling alley installed in your
head."
     MARTIN MULL

     Gina arrived home and found Kevin and Lisa, her younger brother
and sister, playing video games in Kevin's room. Her father, Frank
Robinson, was still at work and she learned from Lisa that her mom,
Mindy,  was  grocery  shopping.  Kevin  and  Lisa  were  1
respectively. Kevin, with blonde hair with a cowlick that resisted
every attempt to stay down, had bright blue eyes and a perpetually
silly look in his face. Lisa was tiny, about 4' 4", dark reddish
haired, with a slightly upturned nose and just budding breasts. As
expected, Gina had no trouble getting her siblings to listen to the
tape player. In a few minutes both were eager to join the tape slave
community.
     "What about mom and dad?" Lisa asked.
     "I've been thinking about that all day. Any suggestions?"
     Kevin suggested, "We could tell her it's a message from the
school."
     Gina said, "I thought of that one too. What if she tells you to
just repeat it to her?"
     "Well I'd...," Kevin trailed off.
     "Mom's in one of her moods again so we'll have to be sneaky. It
needs to be something foolproof. Here's my idea." Gina told her
brother and sister about her plan.
     "Perfect!" Lisa exclaimed.

     Mindy Robinson came home from shopping, bringing two bags of
groceries in with her. "Kids! I'm home. Come down and help bring the
groceries in." She brought the bags into the kitchen and started
putting items onto the shelves. The kids came down and brought the
rest  of  the  bags  in.  Finishing,  she  went  upstairs  t
Undressing, she looked in the mirror. A young looking woman of 35 with
medium length auburn hair, she thought that her body was ugly, that
her three pregnancies had disfigured her. Her large breasts and vagina
had been much worse right after the delivery and nursing of three
children. She started an aerobics program some years ago, but had not
kept it up. She was starting to go to pot and the sag in her breasts
and stretch marks were still prominent. They almost never made love,
maybe once or twice a year.
     As she pulled her house sweats on, she thought back to her
honeymoon with Frank, her husband. She had been a virgin on her
wedding night and he had not been much more experienced. That first
time had been painful. When Frank saw the virginal blood he kept
saying how sorry he was, how he didn't know it would hurt. Frank was a
considerate lover and loved his wife very much. Mindy was always
frigid though and had never achieved an orgasm. Her family had been
very religious and she had been taught from an early age that sex was
bad. Frank remained a gentleman, never forcing his wife. She suspected
that he might be sleeping around. Once, when she found a record in the
credit card bill from a hotel in their old town. When she asked Frank
about it he gave her some story which may have been true, she never
bothered to find out. After that, she never saw anything which looked
suspicious, so she assumed that he had either stopped or was paying
with cash. She decided that she was probably better off knowing. She
was always worried that she was turning into her mother, a nervous
frigid bitch with a permanent scowl and an unkind word to say about
everything.

     She was sitting on the bed tying her shoe laces when Gina came
in. Gina positioned herself so that Mindy would be turned away from
the door when facing her.
     "Mom, can we talk?"
     "Can it wait? I need to get dinner started before your father
gets home."
     "It'll just take a second, mom."
     "All right. What is it?"
     "Well mom. You know those two girls I've been hanging out with.
Hannah and Irene?"
     "Yes." Just then, Kevin and Lisa, who had crept into the room
with the tape player, jumped up and Lisa pushed the headset onto
Mindy's head. Surprised, Mindy instinctively pushed the headset back
and off her head before Lisa could start the tape. Standing and
turning, she saw her daughter bending down to retrieve the earphones.
"Lisa Robinson! What on earth are you doing, young woman?"
     Before she could react, Gina and Kevin had jumped her from both
sides, pulling her to the bed. Gina was holding her legs, which were
kicking wildly, while Kevin pulled one arm out to the side and sat on
it, pinning it to the bed with his entire weight.
     "I thought you said this plan was foolproof," Kevin said to Gina.
     "So I was wrong. Sue me." Gina pulled her mother's free arm out
from her side, holding it down with her body.
     "Kids! What's going on? Stop this at once!" Mindy was immobilized
on her back, her arms pinned out from her sides by her children. Lisa
was approaching with the tape player.
     Gina said, "Don't worry, mom. You'll thank us for this in a few
minutes."
     "Stop! Why are you doings this?" Mindy pleaded, tears forming in
her eyes.
     "We just wanted you to listen to this tape. Hurry up, Lisa! She's
starting to break free."
     Lisa crouched behind her mother and slipped the headset onto her.
Mindy shook her head violently from side to side, trying to shake the
headset off. Lisa handed the tape player to Gina and held the headset
firmly to her mother's head.
     Mindy was screaming at the kids, threatening to ground them
forever when Gina switched the tape player on. Mindy's body froze in
mid-thrash; she grew very calm and relaxed. Slowly, the children got
up, leaving their mother half laying on the bed, her arms still
outstretched and waited for the tape to do it's work.

     "Gina, Kevin, Lisa, I want you to know that I'm not mad at any of
you. You did right holding me down like that. I did need to hear that
tape and you followed the commands very well. That's all that counts."
She pulled her children close to her and kissed and hugged them, happy
that they were able to force her to listen. She wanted to be a good
tape slave and it was only right that her children be tape slaves too.

     When Frank Robinson came home his wife kissed him tenderly at the
door.
     "Hi honey. How was your day?"
     "Long, stressful. what else?"
     "I know what will cheer you up. Here put this on."
     "What is it?" He asked slipping the earphones on.
     "This." She turned the tape player on.

                               Chapter 4
                             The Community

"If you leave the smallest corner of your head vacant for a moment,
other people's opinions will rush in from all quarters."
     GEORGE BERNARD SHAW

"It's dull (as well as draughty) to keep an open mind."
     PHILIP GUEDALLA

     The Robinson family had piled into the car and were driving to
the Community Center. Gina was telling her parents and siblings how
she had come to have the tape player.
     "So then they gave me this player and I came home and had all of
you listen to it."
     "Did they tell you who made this?" Frank asked.
     "No. I was in a hurry to get home."
     Frank drove the car downtown and they soon arrived at the Center.
They parked and went inside. A pretty young woman met them at the
reception desk.
     "Hello. May I help you."
     "Yes. My name is Frank Robinson. We've just heard the tape player
and would like to join the community."
     "I see." She typed something into a computer terminal at her
desk. "Ah yes. Let's see, there are five of you? Of course." Some more
typing. "All right. Go up those stairs, down the hallway on the right,
room 205"
     "Thank you. C'mon kids." They soon arrived at room 205. Opening
the door they saw a woman sitting at another desk with another, larger
computer on it. There were also a half-dozen chairs. Gina observed
that built into the arm of each chair was a headset attached by a
cord. In the corner of the room was a doctor's examination table and a
cabinet with what looked like medical supplies.
     "Come in, come in. You must be Mr. Robinson."
     "Yes." They shook hands
     "And of course we have Mindy, Gina, Kevin and Lisa. What
beautiful children you have. Please sit down. Can I get anybody
anything?"
     "No. Thanks anyway."
     "All right. Let's get down to business. First of all, my name is
Nina and I'll be your counselor tonight. My job is to make sure that
everything goes smoothly. Now, if you will place the headsets on your
chair on your heads, we can begin." When this was done she continued,
"The first thing we like to do is to repeat the initial tape." She
pressed a button on her desk and the Robinsons were instantly blank
slates, accepting the commands on the tape without reservation into
the deepest parts of their beings. "We do this as a precaution, in the
unlikely case that something has gone wrong with the portable player."

     When the tape finished, Gina noticed that a man wearing a white
coat had entered the room. "Hello," the man said. "My name is Dr.
Wilson. I need to give you all a physical examination. They all
undressed and, one at a time, went to the doctor's table and lay down.
The doctor was kind, but thorough. The doctor checked each of them for
signs of abuse or sexual disease. A blood sample of each one was
taken. Eventually the doctor thanked them and left.

     Returned to their chairs, Nina began asking the family some
questions. The questions were very personal and went on for a long
time.

     "Mr. Robinson, tell me where and when you were when you lost your
virginity?"
     "I was 19. At a college frat party. A girl got completely drunk
and passed out. Some frat brothers locked me in the room with her and
told me they wouldn't let me out until I was a man."

     "Gina, what's the farthest you've ever gone, sexually speaking?"
     "At summer camp, two years ago, one of the counselors cornered me
in his office and fondled me through my clothes. Then he pulled his
thing out and wanted me to touch it."
     "Gina, why didn't you tell us about this?" her mother asked,
shocked.
     "I, I didn't think you'd believe me. Besides, I know you don't
like to talk about sex, mom." That was true, she thought. "And dad,
well you're busy and all... I don't know why I didn't tell you."
     Nina broke in, "That's all right, Gina. Tell me, how did you feel
when he did this?"
     Gina made a face of despair. "I felt like I'd been violated. It
was humiliating."
     "I see. Have you ever masturbated or had sexual fantasies?"
     "No."

     The interviews went on with Nina asking more questions and
entering the answers into a computer on her desk. Frank and Mindy
Robinson and their children were completely open and honest with Nina.
Mindy was surprised to hear some of the things that her family had
done. Frank calmly confessed that he had kept a mistress for two years
in their old city and that he regularly visited hookers here. Kevin
had already started masturbating and had a collection of dirty
magazines hidden in his room. Soon a woman wearing a nurse's uniform
entered.
     "Hi Nina. Here's the results of the physicals." She handed Nina a
floppy disk and smiled at the family. "Welcome aboard." She left the
room.
     Nina inserted the floppy into her computer and pressed some more
buttons. "OK, let's see what we've got." She stared at the screen for
a few moments. "No diseases, that's good. Mr. Robinson, have you had a
vasectomy?"
     "No."

     Eventually the interview ended. The Robinsons were then given
tests which, Nina explained, were designed to measure intelligence and
general aptitude. Each family member was given a different test. The
Robinsons entered their answers into a touchscreen also built into the
arm of each chair. Nina helped Kevin and Lisa on the words they had
trouble reading, although their tests had apparently been designed
with children in mind.

     "All right," Nina said when the tests were completed. "I think
you're ready for the next step." With that she typed some more buttons
at her computer, then pushed the button on her desk again.

     As the button contact was made, Lisa Robinson's mind became
totally open and pliable. All her old beliefs and attitudes had
vanished, replaced by the need to listen to and obey the tapes.
Eventually her own voice became audible to her, telling her all the
things she needed to know. "Hello Lisa. You have served well by coming
here today. You are very lucky. By being made a tape slave at such an
early age, you will be able to enjoy an entire lifetime of service and
obedience to the community." That's right, how lucky I am, thought
Lisa. "Now these are your instructions, Girls at your age are just
beginning to learn about boys and love. This is right and proper. You
will serve by learning all about these things." Lisa felt a tiny
stirring inside her. She wanted to serve and learn. "Your family will
help you to learn about these things. Starting tonight, and in the
days that follow, you will begin to experiment with your family
members. Sexual experiments. These are some of the things that you
will do." The tape went on, describing to Lisa some of the acts she
would perform with Kevin and Gina, as well as her parents. All taboos
and inhibitions, except those of causing injury or excessive pain to
herself or others were permanently erased from her. Lisa found herself
wanting to show just how well she would learn these things. She would
not be afraid; she would be eager and willing.

     Kevin Robinson's tape played much like Lisa's. He had already
become interested in girls, and now listening to the taped commands
his desires were increased. He thought of his sisters, how beautiful
they were. And the tape actually wanted him to engage in sex with
them! His tape also increased his sexual appetite. His penis would
become hard and strong when needed. It would stay firm and ready for
as long as he wished it. He would use his tool to satisfy his whole
family. He would make his family proud of him. He would perform well,
and keep his sisters and mother well satisfied.

     Gina Robinson listened, her mind drinking in everything the tape
said. In addition to the commands to explore and both teach and learn
from her younger siblings all about sex, other commands were imbedded
into her "You are a very special young woman, a very rare type. The
community needs people such as you. From this day forward, whenever
you read or hear something as part of your studies, your ability to
store and remember it later will be greatly increased. In other words,
you now have near perfect recall of everything you study." Gina knew
that this was true, it seemed as though her ability to store printed
information had been expanded a thousandfold. Without even trying it,
she knew that she would be able to memorize say, the entire periodic
table in her chemistry book the next time she looked at it.

Continued in next posting


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