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The year is 2321 and the place the former site of New York City now called the Conformation Zone. The conformation zone is about the same size as the old city of New York, and many of the buildings used by the controlers were once part of that great metropolis. The streets are quiet now compared to then however, as cars and trucks that clogged the streets in the 21st century have been long replaced by particle dispersal delivery systems and reconstitution devises.
Mostly quiet but by no means peaceful, the conformation zone is where the devients of the society are sent to be adjusted. Adjustments for minor infractions can be handled at the local level in small confinement areas once called prisons, but the majority of crimes and social abarations of a sexual nature are managed here where the facilities are segregated by treatment, and the inmates are handled by a combination of pleasure and pain. That is until their sentence is fully determined by the conformation court and rehabilitation begins.
The lower court may rule that a crime committed is such that minor readjustment at the local level will not likely work for the long term, and the society leaders have determined that there will be no repeat offenders. Cases beyond the local correction officials abilities are delivered to the conformation zone, and a second court reviews the case and passes final judgement and determins appropriate treatment. Soft treatment of criminals and devients in the previous 400 years had proven that those treated gently will return to the crimes from which they were believed to be reformed. Since each offence is costly to correct, each offender must be rehabilitatated on the first try for there is no second chance here.
Robert had only heard of the conformation zone, as had most people until they were sentenced by the lower courts to report here. The gates are located where the George Washington Bridge once stood, that structure long since having been replaced by a modern delivery system that transports people and products in their atomic form from the disassembly pad to their destination. There are no bridges across the waterways as there were in the old days, and in 2220 the great seperation had been made by digging a mile wide trench between the northern end of the zone and the mainland, making the zone an island. Shortly after the great seperation two convicts swam out of the zone causing the installation of an electronic boundary system to be installed. Computer and satilite controlled, no member of the zone need be confined before their final sentencing for once in the zone there is no way out aside from the delivery system in correction central... and that is not available to inmates.
Robert, convicted by the lower courts of crimes against pubecent females was ordered to report to the gates on the first day of June for delivery into the zone. Roberts correction procedure had not been determined. That would be taken care of once inside of the zone and his correction would be carried out without appeal.
Robert stood at the entrance to his future facing not prison guards, but two lovely teenage girls, sparking eyes chearful voices so out of place here at the portal of the law. They were both about the same height, about 5 feet 5 inches tall with blond hair and pretty blue eyes. One who introduced herself as Jessica seemed to be the more expieranced of the two, instructing the second in the registration procedures and in moving a new arrival in. Jessica with a captivating smile and a casual flip of her smooth shoulder-length hair asked "Robert, what is the crime for which you have been sent here?" Robert, slightly embarrased at having to speak with these girls similar in age to the girls he had offended reported his crime and received knowing smiles and snickers in response. "And what offence-scale number was your case assigned?" 17 reported Robert. Both girls looked up with looks of compassion mixed with disgust. The offence-scale used to determine where a convict would be conformed ranged from 1 to 20 with all offences above 7 being sent to the zone. Jessica had seen others come with a score of 17, but never saw one leave.
"Please step on this spot" instructed the supple young lady assisting Jessica with the registration, taking Robert by the hand and guiding him to a black circle on the floor of a machine with a console attached to the right side. Once inside, Jessica smiled, handed him a transponder with his information recored on it, and pressed the energize button. A fraction of a second later Robert was reassembled in correction central within the zone.
Before him sat 9 judges, the conformation court. "I thought I would be called for when my number came up" said Robert to the woman standing nearest to him who appeared to be official in some capacity. "You were rated above 15 so there is no acclimation period for you, you will be sentenced immediately to corrective measures" she said with a hint of a smile. Robert looked across the line of judges facing him, all were younger then he had imagined they would be, most hardly older then 20 years he guessed, but serious in demeaner and studying the digital screens before them on the long table behind which they sat. After a time, the judge in the center, a girl of perhaps 19 raised her eyes and looked him up and down slowly. "You will be given no opportunity to speak, you will be sentenced when this court has determined the degree of rehabilitation possible, and you will be delivered to your fate. Should you resist you will wish yourself never having been born"
Robert stood there silently, watching the people before him discuss his fate in low mumbles that he could not clearly hear. They were wrestling with some aspect of his adjustment. Straining to hear he could only pick out a word now and again and few did he like. Finally, the girl who had spoken before stood and said "sentence determined and so shall it be done" and nodded to the lady standing near to him. "But what is my sentence?" Robert yelled, but the court simply watched as he was taken by strong arms and the lady and lead away.
He was taken to an old building with brick walls and lovely detailing from the 19th century and placed in a room with a table but no windows to look out of or chairs to sit in. The wall nearest the table was painted gray and in the middle was a panel with digital screens and connections for various types of equipment. Robert examined this panel for a moment in the hopes that it would give him some clue as to his correction that was apparently to occur soon. After what must have been several hours of examining the room for clues to its use a man opened the door and entered, closing and locking the door behind him. "You are to be prepared for your sentence now" he said, "remove all of your clothing please." Robert stared at the elderly man for a moment and then asked "just what is going to happen here?" With a smile and pat on the shoulder, he was told he was to be satisfied with his sexual choices and would never more feel a need to rape young girls. Robert slowly began to undress.
Naked Robert was told to lay face up on the table and his hands and legs were strapped down so that he was unable to rise or to move off of the hard surface. Once fully secured, the old man opened the door once again and brought in a cart with what appeared to be medical equipment and began to attach devises to the connectors in the wall, sitting each machine on the table next to Robert. They were not machines he had seen before. The largest of them was shaped like a helmet with a chin strap and had several shiny discs fixed to the inner surface. From the top a cable containing several wires was attached to the wall below one of the digital screens that now were beginning to glow the blueish color of computers since they were invented. The use of the other equipment was less easily deternined, one devise shaped like an antique icecream scoop with a lid and a hole in the end was attached to the wall, as was a long cylinder made of shining metal and fixed with a handle at one end. The other end was hollow except for a slender wire that was centered in the middle of the opening. Robert could not tell what was inside of the cylinder for the darkness prevented it, but he could see antenne attached to it near the handle and that told him it was not simply mechanical.
When the equipment was readied, the old man left and into the room came a group of 12 girls aged 14 to 16, each was dressed in a bathrobe and they stood quietly in a line looking at the criminal on the table. Robert was unable to control the slow engorgement of his penis which responded to the nearness of the supple young female forms. From the doorway he heard someone speak and looking away from the youngsters he saw the chief judge who had pronounced his deliverence to this table only hours before. She walked to him and stood at his feet, her eyes examining the body before her. "You appear to be interested in the young ladies" she stated flately, "good, for you will have your fill. I will now tell you your sentence, you are to die by electromagnetic disruption by your own hand, the result of continual intercourse coupled with testicular rupture." With that, the first girl in the line, a pretty redhead of about 14 removed her bathrobe and walked to the head of the table, picking up the helmet shaped object she placed it onto Roberts head and affixed the chin strap. "This devise will monitor your thoughts and with each thought of pleasure will cause the testicular rupture devise to activate for 2 seconds. Each time it is activated, 1200 needles will be moved toward your testicles 1/100th of an inch, eventually penetrating your scrotum and turning your beloved balls to sauce." She smiled and nodded to the redhead who now came to the side of the table and picked up the strange icecream scoop object in one hand and gently massaged his balls with the other. "Monica is very skilled at positioning this devise, and I did not tell you, you will be unable to lose your erection because of the stimulation delivered to your brain." Monica genltly tugged on Roberts balls stretching them from his body till she had caused them to fully relax, then with deft fingers she placed his scrotum in the rupture devise and gently closed the lid, two little screws secured the devise so that his balls were fully inside and his penis lay against his belly, erect and ready.
With that Monica pulled two small steps from below the table and climbed them, straddling Robert she smiled a knowing smile that only a teenager in heat can smile, and with her left hand raised his penis to vertical...... her labia were moist and swollen and only an inch from his penis when he heard the quiet clicking of the devise between his legs..... 1,2,3,4,5 clicks.... what was that, Monica lowered herself onto him.... click...click..."Ouch!" Robert jerked away but only drove himself more deeply into Monica. The clicking he now knew were the needles being racheted closer to his precious manhood and he had just wasted 8 clicks. Monica smiled and began to grind her pussy against his pubic bone, squeezing him in her belly, leaning forward to let him reach her breasts, small and firm, in hopes of giving him pleasure. Robert straining to close his eyes realized that the Judge standing by the consoles was manipulating the signals coming through his helmet and she had denied him the right to look away or close his eyes. Click!....Monica smiled again and with a whisper said "today you will give me a baby, for this is my punishment for taking birth control...." and she ground against him more urgently. Robert straining to not feel what he was feeling knew he was losing as the feeling of her warm tunnel sucking at his manhood became too much..... he began to thrust at her, hearing the click with each thrust and wishing he could stop the rush that was building......Needles touched his scrotum on three sides now and the painful pricks caused him to pull away from them as though he really could. With each pull, Monica could feel him going deeply into her as he tried to avoid the needles, and with each thrust his mind betrayed him and caused another click to occur....
He ejaculated into Monica, feeling wonderful sexual release while at the same time counting 8 more clicks and feeling the needles in the rupture devise now touching his balls on all sides....Monica rose from him, and took the tubular devise and with one deft stroke slid the cylinder over his wet penis and the central electrode down its length inside of him. With a smile the Judge said "now isn't this a fine way to be conformed to the law? If you wish, you can pull the trigger on that little devise simply by thinking unkind thoughts about my girls here and you will find that the electrode will heat up and cook your penis and boil your balls in their own jucies.."
Monica had returned to the line with her robe replaced and the next girl, a well developed blond named Sue climbed the steps to take her place. She took the handle of the penis probe and slipped it from Robert and set it aside. She stroked his penis gently with her hands feeling its firmness and length, smiling at him as she took her place above him..... Click... Robert jerked at the pricks that were now becoming painful and distracting.... Sue lowered herself till her labia touched his penis, and hovered there, feeling him press against her, about to fulfil her her own sentence of pregnancy by providing him with pleasure he didnt want. She slid onto him....his penis stretching her inner body to conform to its shape, her sheath forming around him and pleasuring him... click, click... searing pain shot through Roberts left testicle.... she rose up and settled again.... her breasts over his mouth, "suck me please while we do this?" she asked.... Click! Robert jerked away from his prison between his legs but could no longer find releaf, driving into Sue he could feel the friction beginning to take its toll on him again and the boiling of his sperm was beginning to rise. "think dull thoughts" he was saying to himself, but how could he think dull thought with a 15 year old begging to be impregnated, riding his penis, and dangling her breasts in front of his tongue... click click click.
He screamed.... incohearant no word screaming of a man whos testicles are being pierced by a raft of firy darts yet his penis was on the virge of eruption and the combination of pain and pleasure pushed him beyond endurance..... The surge of semen into Sue was sufficient to deliver into her waiting belly 80,000 sperm and to collect for Robert 7 more clicks and excruciating pain. Sue slipped off of him and replaced the probe in his penis with a smile and a kiss.
As the initial pain subsided a bit Robert looked around the room, the Judge taking notes on a clipboard, Monica and Sue were filling out the impregnation forms provided to each girl, and 10 more girls stood quietly in line each waiting her turn. Those at the end of the line were mearly spectators, for no man had yet survived 12 girls so they knew their chances of impregnation were very small today. Perhaps tomorrow if there was another rape convict.
With a nod from the Judge girl number 3 disrobed, small and dark, her breasts not even showing aside from her darkened nipples and walked to the table. She smiled and itroduced herself as Anja and mounted the stairs. Without ceremony she pulled the electrode from Robert and mounted him, driving him into her full length on the first thrust, he groaned... Click click and screamed...... Anja rose off of him and scowled as his penis smacked against his belly, you dont like me she asserted as she reached down and grasped his organ and replaced the electrode and turned a switch on its side. Immediately the devise began to hum a low quiet tone and Robert felt the inner sheath begin to grip his penis as something inside of the devise swelled. Lets see what you like and dont like she said as she switched to face his feet and pressed her pussy against his mouth..... with a smile she took the handle of the penis probe and began to gently rotate the devise sending waves of wonderful sensation through Robert click! he bit down, Anja screamed and yanked away from his mouth and in the same motion twisted the nob on the penis probe causing it to rise in volume and constrict violently! "You basterd!" she screamed as she grabbed her injured pussy and struggled off of the table. Robert had his own problems, his balls were now fully penetrated so that every movement caused unbearable pain, and his penis was captured in a devise that was now throbbing out of control..... swelling and rolling feelings much like would be felt were his penis in a someones mouth, but another feeling was there too, his anger at Anja and his pain was enough to initiate his final sentence.
Turning from her digital readouts, the Judge said to the remaining young girls, "you may be dismissed, he has entered final fulfillment of his sentence now and there will be no more babies to be gotten here today". Turning to Robert, "you have thought ill of one of my girls for her first attempts at being a woman, now you will cease to be a man for having thought that way, your anger has fired the penile probe and there is no calling it back now for it will communicate with the testicular rupture devise and they will destroy your organs as they have begun to do, so shall they finish..." She smiled as she noted the time and checked off boxes on her clipboard. Robert strained against his bonds but to no avail, his testicles now fired by the pain of thousands of needles driven through them caused him to scream and writhe but it was the building fire in his penis that would ultimately kill him.... The electrode warmed by his anger began first to produce a low heat, but once started it was under no other control then the execution computer and at T-5 minutes it sent signals to the testicular rupture devise to complete its task and begin the heat cycle too..... for Robert it was too much..... his penis smoked while the devise hummed and pumped him like some desperate vagina...... the rupturer screwed its probes deeper into his once precious testes until the needles met and closed the electrical circut and his remaining sperm, destined at first for Anjas belly, boiled while Robert writhed and slowly died.
The newspaper carried a one line note, among many other such notes on the second day of June that said Convict R. ------- failed to complete conformation training... followed by Jessica ------- and Sue -------- successfully completed their conformation training and will be released pending medical approval.
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