(CW: extreme, incest (whole family))
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When it had come time for Rebecca’s Female Documentation Process, Rebecca had been a bit of a bitch.
Only just 18, full of feminist ideas, and more than a little embarrassed by how large her tits had grown in the last two years, Rebecca had gone wild with fury at the idea of being stripped and sexually inspected by strangers. Her parents had had to restrain the pretty little brunette just to get her to the documentation centre, and once she was there, the documentation officers had been forced to repeatedly slap her face and tits to gain compliance.
Despite – or maybe because of – her inhibitions, Rebecca had delivered satisfactory ratings in her udder and cunt responsiveness tests, with her pussy growing traitorously wet when her tits were hurt and her cunt was kicked. She had even been deemed satisfactory at sucking her father’s cock and licking her mother’s pussy, although she suspected her parents may have gone easy on her.
But her overall attitude – which culminated in a serious attempt to bite the male officer’s cock – meant that Rebecca was required by law to attend attitude re-education.
It was a two-month course, conducted in a facility that had once been an insane asylum. Rebecca would be forcibly confined in the course, and allowed no visitors until it was complete.
Upon arrival, she was stripped naked and fitted with her new uniform.
It began with a kind of chastity belt locked into place over her groin. The interior of the belt was fitted with a butt plug that pushed into her anus, another dildo that pushed up inside her cunt, and a light clamp that attached to her clitoris. The attendant demonstrated that each of the plugs could be made to vibrate, or also to discharge a painful electric shock. The clit clamp could not only vibrate and shock her, but it was also able to vary how tightly it clamped her, and even tug on her clitoris. She would have to ask permission from a male when she wanted to use the toilet.
Her hands were placed in leather cuffs and the cuffs were clipped to the sides of her belt, so that her hands were trapped forever at her waist. Belts were wrapped around the base of her tits to lightly constrict them and increase their sensitivity, and then weights were attached to each of her nipples via clamps. These weights, too, could either vibrate or shock her.
Finally, her neck was fitted with a kind of de-barking collar, which would shock her if she raised her voice for any reason, or if she used certain words it recognised, like “feminism”, “rights”, her own name, or “no”.
Once she was fitted, the attendant pushed a syringe of drugs into her left breast. She was told that these would substantially increase her sexual arousal, while diminishing her capacity for critical thought, “to bring her closer to natural state as a woman”.
And for the next two months, Rebecca was conditioned to become a more agreeable sort of woman.
She was trained to respond better to being slapped. She would be placed in a room, and a man would enter and raise his hand threateningly. When he did, the vibes on Rebecca’s ass, cunt, tits and clit would begin to vibrate gently.
The man would approach Rebecca, expressing anger, making fake-out slaps that didn’t make contact. The closer he got and the more he threatened her, the harder Rebecca’s vibes would buzz.
And when he finally did slap her – hard, across the face – Rebecca would receive a sharp shock of agonising electricity in all of her erogenous zones, causing her to scream – for another shock from her de-barking collar – but also all the vibes would go to their maximum setting for a full two minutes.
It didn’t take long to achieve the desired result in Rebecca. The promise of being disciplined would make her wildly aroused, and at the same time absolutely terrified. She would anticipate the shock, and beg for mercy, and babble about how she was sorry, and how she would be a good girl. And when the slap came, she would orgasm, even as her body went limp and the last traces of resistance dribbled out of her.
They trained her to appreciate proper male attention. First of all, whenever anyone called Rebecca “cunt” or “bitch” or “whore” or “slut”, or other such names, her vibes would buzz happily. But on the few occasions when someone addressed her by her real name – always deliberately, for the purpose of training her – she would get a shock. She quickly came to hate and fear her own name, and exhibit a preference for being referred to by degrading terms.
She was placed in headphones at night, and the headphones played sound to her while she was falling asleep, and as she slept. Some of it was the noise of groups of men cruelly jeering and laughing, mixed with misogynist insults and catcalls, and when these noises played her vibrators hummed pleasantly in her pussy. Some of it was men addressing women with respect, or women themselves speaking authoritatively as if they were deserving of respect, and these sounds would often cause Rebecca to awaken to the feeling of her cunt and anus being electro-shocked. She soon developed an anxiety towards men treating women with respect, and learned to be aroused by being mocked and humiliated.
At other times she was placed in front of a screen for long hours and forced to watch videos of women being groped, sexually harassed, or even raped. When the women submitted to their treatment – even if they clearly hated it – Rebecca’s vibrators buzzed. And when they struggled or complained, Rebecca would be shocked. She came to resent the bitches who struggled, and the idea of resisting such treatment herself made her quiver with anticipatory fear.
Through all this, Rebecca was aware of what was happening to her. She still hated the idea of submitting to this horrible treatment. She had a general antipathy towards men, and still harboured feminist ideals. And yet, the conditioning she was going through worked on a physical level. She couldn’t prevent herself from developing the intended attitudes and reactions. She felt horrified and ashamed that she became aroused when men threatened her, but it happened all the same. She felt like she would *want* to resist a rape – but she knew that if she tried to raise her arms to defend herself, they would not obey, as the anticipation of a shock was simply too great.
When she confessed all this to a male attendant who was interviewing her on her progress, he laughed at her, and then spat on her face, and Rebecca flushed with shame as she felt herself orgasming from his mockery and abuse.
In the second month, Rebecca’s arms were unclipped from her belt, as both Rebecca and the treatment staff knew that she would be completely unable to use them to hurt someone or to defend herself.
In this month, she also discovered a horrid new twist to her conditioning. The male staff would now begin to deliberately ignore Rebecca – and she learned that when she was in a room with men, and they weren’t paying attention to her, she would begin to receive small electroshocks to her cunt and clit, growing in intensity the longer she was ignored by men.
Female staff began to teach Rebecca tips for getting male attention – how to do her makeup, how to dress like a whore, how to call attention to her tits, how to rub up against men and cocktease them, how and when to flash her pussy, how to turn the conversation around to the topic of how fun it would be to rape her, and other such skills.
Rebecca quickly learned how to draw the sexual attention of the male staff. For some it was enough to stand in their field of vision and squeeze her tits and spread her legs. For others she needed to start a conversation about rape, or crawl on all fours and nuzzle their legs, or go up to them and start squeezing their cocks through their pants.
The first time that, with absolutely no prompting, she unzipped a man’s pants and began to suck on his cock, just so that he would pay attention to her, the facility threw her a “Good Girl” party. Three other male officers masturbated over her and ejaculated on her face and tits, and then her chastity belt was officially removed. It was replaced by a clamp on her clitoris that could still vibrate and shock her, and she still had the nipple clamps and the collar, but for the first time since she had entered, her anus and pussy were un-stuffed.
It felt wrong, and lewd, to have nothing in her holes. She found herself often stuffing her fingers, or even most of her hand, up her own cunt just so it would feel full.
She spent the remainder of her time at the course teasing the men into raping her. They would try hard to ignore her, and Rebecca would often have to stroke their cocks to the edge of orgasm while whispering to them how fun it would be to rape her cunt in order to get them to acknowledge her.
By the time her father arrived to collect her at the end of two months, Rebecca had had over twenty men ejaculate inside her.
She was delivered to her father nude, and he did his best to avoid looking at her. He had been uncomfortable throughout her documentation process, and had seemed extremely awkward and guilty when Rebecca had been forced to demonstrate her blowjob techniques on his cock. Now he just told her to get into the car while doing his best to look at anything except his daughter’s nude body.
This, of course, drove Rebecca wild with anxiety, and no sooner were they in the car than Rebecca was reaching over to stroke her father’s cock through his pants.
Occupied by driving, her father had no hands free to stop her, but said, “No, Rebecca. Don’t.”
Rebecca flinched at the use of her name. “Please, daddy,” begged Rebecca. “Please look at my tits. Look at what a slut I am. Please don’t ignore me.” She pulled down his zip and extracted his cock from his pants, and began to pump it. With her free hand, she fingered her pussy.
Her father blushed. “That’s really inappropriate, Rebecca. Stop it.”
“Please don’t call me that name,” said Rebecca. “Call me slut or bitch. It’s okay.” She kept pumping her father’s dick. “Just look at me. Look at my fuckbags, daddy.”
“I can’t look, Rebecca,” said her father – making her flinch again. “I’m driving.”
“But daddy,” begged Rebecca, “wouldn’t it be fun to rape me? Wouldn’t it be fun to stick your cock in my mouth or my pussy? Wouldn’t it feel so nice?”
Rebecca hated that she was saying these things. They made her feel sick and ashamed. But however bad she felt, it was better than being ignored. Nothing was worse than being ignored by a man.
She kept masturbating her father. “I’m such a slut, daddy,” she whined. “I’m just a hole for you to fuck. Don’t you want to see how good I feel? You can slap me now, daddy, if I need it. You can use me – do anything with me. Just please pay attention to me.”
Her father tried to ignore her. He did his best. But Rebecca had learned to become very, very good at making men want to rape her. And her father was no match for her seductive charms.
And so, halfway home, he pulled the car over by the side of the road, took his daughter into the back seat of their car, and raped her.
Orgasming from her own father’s cock was the most humiliating moment of Rebecca’s life. It didn’t help that her pussy throbbed so eagerly when her father called her a slut and a whore. When he was done he slapped her across the face for cockteasing him – which made her orgasm again, even as her whole body shook with the memory of electro-shock agony. He made her clean his cock with her mouth, and then he put her back in the passenger seat, and they drove home as Rebecca transferred her father’s cum from her cunt to her mouth using her hands
“Do you like me better this way, daddy?” she asked, with his cum smeared across her mouth.
He took a while to answer, but eventually he said, “Yes, baby. I do . You were… always kind of a bitch before. I think you’re better this way.”
And that was when Rebecca knew that this may have been the first time she had been raped by her father, but it wouldn’t be her last.
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