I.

Inside The Agency's Regional Headquarters, the Director of Recruitment, Maxwell McCarthy, leaned back in his office chair while his personal assistant, Tracy Young, confessed her difficulties with her new role in life.  As Max listened, he reflected back to that fateful day four months ago when he first lay eyes on the lovely blonde. 

Having been born and raised in sunny California, Tracy Young epitomized the ideal California girl with her sweet angelic innocence and playboy centerfold body.  Max was visiting Sacramento on business and had gone out to do some jogging.  Given he was born and raised in a small town east of Sacramento, he was very familiar with the popular jogging trail that ran along the American River College campus. 

It was while he was stretching his solid 6'1" 190 pound frame that he saw the loveliest girls he'd ever lay eyes on.  She was breathtaking... a pure vision of beauty... and immediately he felt himself stir.  Max watched in rapt fascination as the stunningly beautiful girl took long graceful strides, and he absolutely adored how her long blonde hair that was tied giving her a ponytail occasionally spanked her incredibly fine ass. 

As a high ranking member of the Agency, Max had his share of girls over the course of the last seven years, so he wondered for a moment as to what made this girl in particular so special.  As he drew nearer to the girl, he noted she was a tab bit younger than he had first thought, thinking that she might be a Freshman and still in her teens.  The girl wore a tight fitting blue spandex outfit that showcased her every luscious curve and her sports bra did very little to contain the healthy bounce of her lovely breasts. 

Max positioned himself so he could greet the girl and it was then that he saw her smiling.  The girl was obviously used to getting hit on.  Max gazed at the woman-child, thinking she was sweet and innocence above the shoulders while sporting a very curvaceous sexiness below. 

Now it was four months later and here was this woman-child sitting submissively before him.  She was dressed professionally, wearing a short tight skirt and white shirt.  Her long blonde hair cascaded down past her shoulders and fell to the small of her back.  She wore six-inch high heeled shoes and could grace the cover of any glamour magazine.  If Max had to pinpoint the one big difference in the Tracy it would be something about her eyes.  They were still a sparkling blue, but before they possessed a playful innocence whereas now they were full of desire.

"Sir, if I...  If I could come live with you I would promise to be your very best servant,"  Tracy pleaded.

"You already have a job and might I add a very important one."

"In addition to my role as your personal assistant.  I... I hardly see you after hours," she added, complaining with the most adorable pout.

"God knows your beauty is addictive, Tracy... and it's true you have become quite creative in your efforts to please me... but I'm happy with our current relationship the way it is... so, becoming part of my house harem is not the answer."

"I'm sorry, sir.  I don't mean to burden you with my problems.  If you didn't ask me how I honestly felt, I wouldn't tell you these things."

"I know, Tracy... and therefore don't fault you."

"Yes, sir."

"Now, I've given your ordeal a great deal of thought and I think I have a solution."

Tracy just sat there with nervous anticipation.

"You should have a roommate."

"A roommate?"

"Yes, and I'm thinking that Mr. Sanders new secretary would be perfect."    

"But sir, I don't really know Gina all that well.  I've only talked to her a couple of times and even that was small talk."

"I really believe you two would be perfect together but before it can happen I need to talk to Mr. Sanders."

"But sir...  I... I kind of like my privacy."

"Are you saying you don't want Gina as your roommate?" Max asked.

"I... I think it would be cool to be friends with Gina, but having her as a roommate might make me uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable how?" Max asked suspiciously.

"I... I just don't want to ending up like a lot of the other girls around here."

"And how have they ended up?"

"They've turned into lesbians!" Tracy responded with anger.

Max smiled at the lovely blonde, impressed at how perceptive his little minx was. 

"Please, sir.  I don't want to be a lesbian," Tracy complained, nearing tears.

"Relax, Tracy.  I promise I won't turn you into a lesbian."

"I only want you, Mr. McCarthy.  I've seen how some of the girls act around here and quite honestly it disgusts me."

"I wouldn't be too hard on them, Tracy."

"I don't want to end up like them!"

"Have you seen Gina with any of them?"

"No, sir.  But..."

"Then it's settled.  I'm recommending you roommate with Gina so she can help you cope better with your new life." 

Tracy nodded her head yes in defeat.

"I'll talk to Mr. Sanders today and set it up... and now, let's turn to the more pleasurable aspects of our weekly meeting."   

"Yes, sir," Tracy replied with a burst of happiness.

"You may go into my room and assume your favorite position."

Tracy's eyes lit up with even more desire as she hurried off to his private room.  Max allowed himself the pleasure of watching Tracy's large jiggling tits and swaying ass, never tiring of the girl's beauty.  Then he picked up his phone and made a call.

"Yes, Mr. McCarthy," a sweet voice answered on the other end.

"Hi Gina.   Let Mr. Sanders know that I need to meet with him in... oh... let's say a couple of hours.  We'll meet in his office."

"Yes, sir," Gina replied professionally.

Max looked at his watch and smiled.  Tracy would already be naked and waiting for him in her proper position.  He knew by prolonging her anticipation, she would grow hotter and wetter and there was nothing more enjoyable than a hottie like Tracy in heat. 

The first thing Max saw upon entering the room was Tracy's beautiful fine ass shaking enticingly before him.  Oh how she moved it in the most provocative way.  She had assumed a doggy-style position with a curtain of blonde hair hanging down like a curtain over her face and her backside thrust up as an offering. 

Max walked closer to the bed to take in the sight of Tracy, smiling at the young beauty's large breasts as they hung down off her chest.  Tracy had been fitted with a specially made bra.  Her breasts measured 35 inches and filled a cup size between a D and a Double D size.  Max then leaned over and ran his fingers along Tracy's glistening bare vulva eliciting a groan. 

"You really do have the most beautiful pussy I've ever seen," he told Tracy with all honesty.  Then he took in a long deep breath through his nose and added, "Not to mention the greatest smelling one as well."

Tracy groaned. 

As Max stripped out of his clothes, he smirked while remembering how embarrassed Tracy had been when he told her he wanted her completely bare.  Max climbed on the bed behind Tracy and used both hands to spread her very wet petals.  "And did I forget to mention the most delicious tasting as well," Max proclaimed as he tongued her throbbing clit.   

"Pleeeaassssseeeee," Tracy cried out from his tongue's penetration. 

Max moved his mouth away from the sweet nectar and lined his hard cock up perfectly.  Then in one hard thrust, he entered her... causing Tracy to squeal out in pleasure.

II.

"Hey, Dave.  You mentioned to me last week that you've been spending less and less time with Gina, right?" 

"Yes, sir.  The other girls in my life are starting to take a toll on her,"  Dave responded. 

In the three weeks that Dave had been with the Agency, he went from fucking Gina on an average of four times a day to more like five or six times a week."

"I heard that gorgeous redhead in the Copy Room has been keeping you busy as well."

"I'm sure I'll eventually tire of her."

"Well, I have a solution."

"You do...?"

"I'd like my Tracy and your Gina to become roommates... and eventual lovers."

Dave was taken aback having not expected this, but then he had an image of the two beauties together intimately... and he had to admit, the image was quite arousing.  "I think that would be a great idea!"

"There is one thing that I need to point out however."

"What's that?"

"The Agency forbids another member to have sexual relations with another member's property, therefore any threesomes you might entertain that would include Tracy is out of the question.  I am also subject to these rules."

"Then what's the point?" Dave asked, confused.

"We'd be doing it for them... you know... something to make their new lives easier."

"Oh..."

"It would require them both to undergo additional conditioning."

"Would their new sexual orientation be permanent?"

"Yes, but I want their transition to progress slowly.  I want them to believe that their feelings for one another is coming from within and not due to any conditioning."     

"Will this affect Gina's lesbian trigger?"

"Not at all... but I would prefer you not trigger her whenever Tracy is around."

"Sure," Dave replied.

"Have Gina report to Tom Cyr's office tomorrow morning.  I'll send Tom the specs as to what I want to happen.  I'm going to give Gina the more dominant role in their new relationship.  Tracy isn't quite aware of it but deep down she's a natural sub anyway... and ensuring she feels passive around Gina will feel very natural to her." 

"Is there anything else I can do?" Dave asked.

"Yes.  I would like you to set up weekly meetings with Gina to monitor her well being."

"Not a problem and I have a request as well," Dave responded as he pulled out an envelope. 

"What's this?" Mr. McCarthy asked as he took it.

"I've selected a girl to be my girlfriend."

Mr. McCarthy opened the envelope and looked at the picture.  The girl was very beautiful.  "She's a knockout but very young."

"Not that young," Dave defended.

"How old?"

"Seventeen and a senior in high school.  She's the daughter of former colleague of mine."

"Is she still living at home?"

"Yes, sir."

"She's too young, but you might consider her for the Tag Program." 

"The Tag Program...?"

"It assures you delivery when she's older and out of the house." 

"Maybe I should look into the Tag Program then."

"Talk to Tom.  He founded the program and I'm very high on it.  I think this girl would be perfect for it.  If you don't mind me asking, how did you meet her?"

"I met her two years ago when she was just fifteen years old and even then she was breathtaking.  Her name is Christina Trinity.  She was visiting her father in the office one day and it was lust at first sight.  The pictures you have are recent photos and as you can see she still possesses that magical combination of sweet innocence and eroticism."

"Yes, I'm quite familiar with those traits."

"Christina's hair used to be long and why she cut it is beyond me."    

"She is very pretty and her hair can always grow back.  Tom has a manual on the Tag Program which will explain the whole process.  In the meantime, I'll hold on to the girl's folder and touch base with our Investigation Unit."

"Thank you, sir."        

III.

When Gina arrived for work the next morning she read a note from Mr. Sanders that instructed her to report to Mr. Cyr's office.  Nervously, she immediately complied.  When she arrived, she was met by a young woman dressed like a nurse.  Something about her was familiar. 

"Follow me," the girl told her and then led her into another room.  "Strip out of your clothes and hop up on the examination table." 

Gina blushed at having to strip naked in front of the girl but she didn't hesitate to comply.  Seconds later she sat naked on the examination table and then turned a darker shade of red when she noticed the girl gazing down at her bare pussy.    

"Hi, Gina.  Do you remember me?" Doctor Cyr asked as he entered the room.

"Yes, sir," Gina replied, welcoming the distraction.  Doctor Cyr had already seen her naked, therefore it didn't bother her.

"I'm told you've been having a difficult time adjusting."

"I... I guess so," she replied, blushing again.  The only reason she was having a difficult time was because Mr. Sanders didn't fuck her enough.   

"This is why we're going to make a few additions to your conditioning."

"Yes, sir," Gina mumbled in response.

"Go ahead and lie back on the table," the girl commanded and it was just then that she remembered where she saw the girl.   

"Zoey Hurley!" she blurted out with realization.

The girl smiled in response.

"But you're that famous actress...?"

"That's right," Zoey replied with a smile.

Gina turned red again. Just because Zoey was a famous actress didn't mean the Agency couldn't enslave her. 

"Now, be a good girl and spread your legs for me, okay?" 

Gina complied with embarrassment as she did as she was told.  Zoey used her fingers to spread her vulva and inserted something inside of her.  This only added to her embarrassment. 

"Ungghhhhhhhhh," Gina groaned when she felt the vibrations.  Nudity was one thing, but to be so totally exposed like this was quite another... but that all didn't matter when Doctor Cyr placed the strange looking headphones over her ears and began typing. 

IV.

Tom gazed down at the lovely dark haired girl and was pleased to have this opportunity again.  Gina looked incredibly sexy in her arousal and waited patiently for Gina's eyes to glaze over.  Then he pressed the overlay button to start her new programming.   

Passiveness to Dave Sanders: 10.0 of 10.0

Passiveness to Agency Management: 9.5 of 10.0

Passiveness to Tracy Young: 1.4 of 10.0

Dominant towards Tracy Young: 8.5 of 10.0

Sexuality:  10.0 to 10.0

Inhibitions towards Tracy Young:  0.0 to 10.0

Attraction level to Males with appealing looks: 0.0 of 10.0

Attraction level to attractive females under key word association: 9.0 to 10.0

Attraction level to attractive females while not under key word association: 5.0 to 10.0

Attraction level to Tracy Young: 10.0 of 10.0  (Starting at 5.0 and gradually increases over a twenty four hour period) 

Trust, Friendly, Loving emotions towards Tracy Young: 10.0 to 10.0 (Starting at 5.0 and gradually increases one full point every twelve hours)

Key Words in exact sequence: Gina Marie Honey

Perpetual Attraction Level to David Sanders: 10.0 of 10.0

Tom smiled.  It was rare when he was asked to break the norm and individualize a treatment like this.  Later on, he would have the pleasure of adjusting Tracy Young and of all the girls that he'd conditioned throughout the years, Tracy was by far the most beautiful. 

Tom knew what Mr. McCarthy had in store for Tracy and he envied Gina because of it.  Tom set up a program where Tracy and Gina would fall in love, but in a way where they would think it was totally natural and not something that had been artificially induced. 

As Tom finished up with Gina, he could tell his sexy young assistant was highly aroused by Gina.  He would love for Zoey to sample Gina's charms but rules were rules.

Tom reflected back to Zoey's enslavement.  She was the first girl to undergo the Tag Program.  Her body had been preset at a level that kept her constantly aroused for not only him but for every beautiful female she found attractive.  Zoey was beautiful and just eighteen at the time of her tagging.  It was because of her age that Tom worked on developing this new program.  He had met Zoey at a ritzy restaurant where she was a hostess.  That was over two years ago.  Over the course of those two years, Zoey's stunning beauty and talent allowed her to become a Hollywood Television star.  Ironically, the series she starred in was called Young Career Woman.  The tag overrode all her previous desires and placed her in a totally submissive state and dependent on him.  Zoey left Hollywood and everything else to become his personal assistant and lover. 

Tom glanced at the clock and noted he had a couple of hours before his next appointment.  He dismissed Gina and turned back to his assistant.  Thanks to Gina, Zoey was extremely horny and he decided she deserved a treat.  The second he made his intentions known, Zoey squealed with excitement. 

V.

Tracy found herself reflecting on her new life with amazement.  She was actually on her way to her new apartment and she had to admit she was scared.     

Tracy missed being a free girl.  She missed having a choice as to what she did and where she went.  The only thing about her new life that she enjoyed was the incredible sex she experienced every time Mr. McCarthy fucked her.  It didn't matter that her feelings for him were artificially induced, for the pleasure was quite addictive. 

Tracy was Mr. McCarthy's personal assistant and sex slave.  Even so, she knew that she was one of the lucky ones.  She belonged to Mr. McCarthy exclusively, unlike the girls in the administrative pool.  Despite knowing her feelings for Mr. McCarthy were artificial, she couldn't stop herself from loving him.  Mr. McCarthy dictated the way she dressed, acted, socialized, wore her hair, and even fucked.  She even remembered reading books at how to be Mr. McCarthy's perfect assistant... and comprehending every word.   

Tracy knew that her mind had gone some sort of major brainwashing but because of the state Mr. McCarthy kept her in there was nothing she could do about it.  She was perpetually in a state of sexual readiness and as a result it rendered her perpetually needy of him.  Sex consumed her every waking moment and it was focused squarely on Mr. McCarthy.  This was why she constantly needed to please him. 

Mr. McCarthy had been extra nice and sensitive to her this past week and today he informed her that her belongings had all be moved to Gina's apartment.  She was given a new book that covered the guidelines she would need to know as to living with a roommate. 

Tracy didn't want to leave work early today but of course she obediently complied.  During her reading, she came across a chapter regarding sex with her roommate, and the rules as to when they could indulge.  It made her nervous that she might be altered in some way.  When Tracy asked Mr. McCarthy why there was a chapter on sex, he replied that the book was a standard operating procedure for all roommates, and he pointed out that most girls found solace in each other's company.   

Tracy remembered Mr. McCarthy telling her to report to Tom's office for a routine check-up.  She had been suspicious, but nothing appeared to have happened.  She left his office feeling the same as had when she entered.  

Now, here she was standing at Apartment 6B.  Although she was given a key, she knocked on the door.  Seconds later a smiling Gina opened the door. 

"Hi roomy," Gina greeted her with a smile. 

"Hi Gina," Tracy responded with her own smile. 

"Please don't knock on the door again.  This is our place, understand?"

"Sure," Tracy replied with a forced smile.

Gina pulled her inside the apartment and then hugged her.  It was the first time since becoming the Agency's property that she felt sincere warmth and comfort in another girl's arms.  Then they moved over to the couch where they both began sobbing. 

They continued talking well into the night, only stopping to eat the Chinese food they had delivered.  Gina told her about how she graduated from Law School and passed the bar.  Tracy felt so saddened when Gina said she was about to make some serious money before the Agency nabbed her.  Gina told her about the brief fling she had with David when they were classmates in college.  She admitted that whatever the Agency had done to her made her want David more than the very air she breathed. 

Tracy told Gina how she was attending American River College when she was abducted.  They talked about everything... sometimes laughing... sometimes crying... and sometimes blushing when the topic turned to sex.  Both admitted that their new sex lives was the most intense and best either of them ever experienced.  They understood their sexual feelings were artificial but because their pleasure had become so addictive neither one of them ever wished it to stop. 

Tracy told Gina how Mr. McCarthy wanted to help alleviate some of her discomfort by having them room together.  But Tracy also told her about her fears regarding lesbianism.  Gina immediately made her feel better when she told her that she was as straight as they come.   

It was midnight before they called it a night and Tracy realized Mr. McCarthy was right about her feeling much better having someone to talk too.  Gina was nice, friendly, and obviously someone she could trust.

Just as Tracy was about to enter her new bedroom, Gina walked up to her and hugged her goodnight.  Tracy again felt strong currents of warmth which comforted her, but this time she also felt a pleasurable tingling as well.  Knowing how horny she was at this time of night she never associated her sexual feelings with Gina.  Nor did she make much of it when her eyes caught the sway of Gina's incredible ass as she disappeared into her bedroom.

Tracy was beaming when she closed the door to her bedroom.  She didn't stop to consider her new submissiveness as she stripped naked before her mirror.  She giggled when she realized how wet she was and only for a fleeting moment did she question her state of arousal.  Was it because she was overdo to masturbate... or did Gina have something to do with it?

Tracy stretched out on her bed and found her wet spot.  As Tracy slid three of her fingers into her wet folds, the pleasure vibrated throughout her body.  The sexual craving she had felt for Mr. McCarthy might not ever go away but an orgasm right now would definitely relieve some of her aching desire.  Tracy's mind conjured up an image of Mr. McCarthy and it wasn't long before she was crying out in orgasm.

As Tracy basked in the pleasurable aftermath, her mind drifted back to Gina.  Without really being conscience about what she was doing, her hand crept down to her wet lips again.  Subconsciously, her mind surfaced Gina this time.  She knew she wasn't allowed to masturbate again to the image of Mr. McCarthy, but according to the book, she could masturbate to an image of her roommate.  She blushed a deep red when she exploded to yet another orgasm.  As she lay there with a goofy smile on her face, she thought she heard Gina cry out from her bedroom.

VI.   Inside Maxwell McCarthy's office

"The Tag Program is quite fascinating," Dave stated.

"Yes, we've had it in place for two years now and it has worked wonders.  Girls as young as sixteen have been tagged for future enslavement."

"Incredible."

"Since Tom founded the program, it was only fair that he own the first girl that underwent the treatment.  At the present time we have thirteen girls in the Tag Program."

"Yes, I remember seeing Zoey Hurley on television."

"Actually, Tom tagged her just before Hollywood discovered her.  However, as you can see, the programming works regardless how prestigious the career."

"Yes, sir... and you'll be happy to know that I've decided to take you up on your suggestion to have Christina Trinity tagged."

"Excellent!  A wise choice.  Have you decided on what plan to process her under?"

"I'd like her to undergo plan C with an option to add chapters at a later time."

"That would be fine.  She's already under surveillance.  Have you finished her file?"

"Yes, sir and thank you.  This continues to be all so incredible to me.  I'd also like to thank you for what you've done for Gina."

"Just be aware... as Gina and Tracy's relationship grows, they may opt to be discreet about it.  I'd prefer that they not know we know, so play along.  I want them to believe these feelings are their own."

"Yes, sir."

"Incidentally.  Our West Coast Director will be in town next week and he wants to meet you.  He's impressed with your portfolio and has decided to brief you in on some of your... uh... let me just say, duties.  Anyway, I'll let you know more tomorrow.

"Yes, sir.  I look forward to it!"

VII.

Tom Cyr would never tire of his fieldwork.  There was something incredibly erotic about a young beautiful girl... completely naked and exposed so openly while she slept.  Especially, as innocent looking as this virgin was.

Christina Trinity, a lovely girl with short blonde hair, and looking like the perky teen beauty she was.  Tom simply pulled the van along side of her car and waited for her to leave the sporting goods store.  Obviously, the girl was into sports and this made it all the easier to find a vein to inject the serum into her arm.  Tom then proceeded to type.

Name:  Christina Lynn Trinity

Age:  18

Height: 5'3"

Weight: 112lbs

Measurements:  34-22-32

Breast size:  "B" cup.

Hair:  Blonde

Eyes:  Blue

Complexion:  Light

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IQ:  99% of 115

Passiveness:  5.4 of 10.

Aggressiveness:  6.2 of 10.

Sexuality:  6.0 of 10.

Inhibitions:  9.1 of 10.

Attraction Level to Males with appealing looks: 5.3 of 10.

Attraction Level to Females with appealing looks: 0.9 of 10.

Tom saved the profile before he pulled out the CD and placed it inside a box.  Then he inserted a blank CD and pressed the edit button.

IQ:  75% of 180.

Passiveness:  7.0 of 10.

Aggressiveness:  3.0 of 10.

Sexuality:  8.0 of 10.

Inhibitions:  4.0 of 10.

Attraction Level to Males with appealing looks: 0.0 of 10.

Attraction Level to Females with appealing looks: 8.0 of 10.

Attraction Level to Dave Sanders: 10 of 10 (Tag)

Tom saved the program and then replaced that disk with one created by Dave Sanders.  It was an electronic book that would be fed directly into Christina's brain to go along with the basic changes.  The affects would make her subject to some rules and guidelines that Dave had specifically requested.  Tom hit the button to run the program and watched as the file was automatically converted into the appropriate language...and then transferred into the girl's brain.  The whole process would place her in a controlled state. 

Tom looked at the file and had to chuckle at some of Dave's personal requests.  Christina would protect her virginity, let her natural honey blonde hair grow long and find herself attracted to pretty girls.  If she did develop a relationship with a female, she would respond submissive and docile.  Christina would also schedule an appointment with Dr. Barrington of Carmel, California for state of the art breast implants.  Large ones. 

Tom also uploaded various pictures of David Sanders inside Christina's mind.  The girl would occasionally have erotic dreams about him.  Given her new lesbian feelings, these dreams would obviously confuse her. 

Christina Trinity would wake up in her car and think she just dozed off for a few seconds.  The 15 minutes that the process took would not be noticed.  Christina's new artificial desires would flood her as each new situation arose. 

Christina Trinity was successfully tagged and would be ready for future delivery.

The End of Chapter Two.

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