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Eventually the aircar stopped and she was hauled out of the cell and pulled at a run through some corridors to a bare small room with one door and a light high up in the ceiling. The policebot left, closing the door behind it and she suddenly realised that it had not said another word to her. Oh well, robots aren't very chatty anyway. She looked around and saw that the room was completely empty except for a small open box in the corner. In the ceiling was a utilitarian light fitting with an odd surround of what looked like small tubes. A spotlight illuminated the box in the corner

A mechanical voice from a loudspeaker somewhere said, "Helen Carstairs, remove all your clothes for delousing! Place them in the box in the corner of the room."

"Certainly not!" Helen said sharply, "I should not be here and I want to see someone to explain this."

But it was evident that the machine was not programmed for argument; it merely repeated, "Helen Carstairs, remove all your clothes for delousing! Place them in the box in the corner of the room."

Helen didn't move but cried out frantically, "If someone can hear me, please sort this out. I haven't stolen anything."

A short while later the mechanical voice said, "Delousing commencing in fifteen seconds." Then the lid of the box slid shut.

Now this did not worry Helen much, as she did not have any vermin and so should not be in anyway affected by the process. So when the sprays started up, she made no attempt to avoid them, but merely held her breath to avoid inhaling the odd-smelling cleaning gas. Then she noticed something odd, her clothes were being eaten away by the gas! She screamed at the machine to stop, but it was no use and in less than half-a-minute she was as naked as the day she was born.

The loudspeaker said, "Helen Carstairs, you may replace your clothes."

The box which would have protected them slid smoothly open.

Helen was frantic and shouted, "I haven't got any clothes now. Your gas ate them," but there was no reply!

Just then the door opened and Helen didn't know whether to hide her nudity behind the door, or to demand clothes from whoever was coming in. However, it was only a policebot which said "Come on," and dragged her at break-neck speed down the corridor and pushed her through a small door which led to a large room, or rather into a glass box set in a large room. This, she realised, must be the court room.

She looked fearfully about her, ashamed of her nakedness, but there didn't seem to be any people in the room. This seemed odd, since she had never seen a room that large without people in it in her life before; it felt a little frightening. Suddenly a mechanical voice said, "State versus Helen Carstairs. The charge is theft of 250,000 credits from your employers. How do you plead, Guilty or Not Guilty?"

"Please may I have some clothes?" Helen asked timidly.

"You were wearing clothes when you came here. The policebot's report specifically lists green tunic wide open, white brassière unfastened, white knickers and red shoestockings as the clothes you were wearing in the senso-cubicle when you were arrested. It also records that they were with you when you entered the building," was the mechanical reply, "Where are they now?"

Helen blushed again at the phrase 'brassière unfastened', how embarrassing that that would be on the official record.

"The delousing gas destroyed them," she replied, a little more firmly now that some sort of conversation was going on.

"That is not the responsibility of the state. You should take care of your own clothes. State versus Helen Carstairs. The charge is theft of 250,000 credits from your employers. How do you plead, Guilty or Not Guilty?"

"Could I speak to a human representative or employee of the court, please?" asked Helen, politely.

"There are no human representatives or employees of the court as was decided in the Prevention of Corruption legislation more than twenty years ago. State versus Helen Carstairs. The charge is theft of 250,000 credits from your employers. How do you plead, Guilty or Not Guilty?"

She was astounded. This was the court hearing and there were no people to sort the mix-up out. She whispered, "Not guilty," in a quiet frightened voice. A panel saying NOT GUILTY lit up on the wall and she thought that maybe the machine had accepted that.

Then the voice said "Evidence," and the room went quiet. After a pause it said "What evidence do you have that you are not guilty?"

"I d-don't know," she stammered, "What evidence is there that I am guilty?"

"250,000 credits were withdrawn from the Company's bank this morning using your card. If you can produce your card and there is no record of the transaction, that would be evidence."

Helen remembered then, and said quickly, "But I lent it to my boss, Mr. Harris, yesterday. He can produce it."

"He was the person who reported the theft," came the awful reply. Then there was a pause.

"Since you can offer no defence, and since a machine paid out the money against your bank identity card, which had not been reported stolen and any use of which is entirely your responsibility, the court finds you guilty as charged. As the crime was committed on or after your eighteenth birthday, the sentence is ten years imprisonment."

Helen almost fainted, because she was innocent, but nobody had been there to listen to her and the machines didn't care. It was all very well to say that they couldn't be corrupted, but they wouldn't listen to common sense, or realise when someone was an honest person. Ten years, that would mean a prison colony on another planet! The policebot fetched her away again and gave her a rough Hessian smock.

"Put this on and come with me," it said.

"But, I haven't any underclothes or shoes," she exclaimed.

"Put it on over your clothes," was the reply; evidently the policebots were not very intelligent!

Wearing only the rough smock, which barely reached her mid-thigh and felt very scratchy, Helen was bundled into a cage just large enough for her to stand up in, with a solid floor and bars all round. It bore the number 27 in removable figures on a rack above the door and a datacube was slipped into a holder also on the door. It was then loaded, with some others, on to a transporter and darkness again fell when the doors were closed. There was some muttering from the other cages, but Helen said nothing and did not really listen to the conversations; after all the other people in these cages were criminals and she would never associate with such low-life people. She realised that she was on her way to jail, but that was an error which would be sorted out as soon as she could find a human official.

The journey went on for some time; when the doors opened, all the cages were moved out together into a loading bay. There were a number of uniformed men there and Helen screamed at them to help her. One of them came over and looked at her. She did not like the way he was looking at her; obviously interested in her scantily clad body and not listening to her stammered explanations.

However, she was relieved when he said, "I guess the Chief might want to take a look at your case!" and didn't really take in the tone of his voice.

Her cage was moved away from the others and through a door into an office where a fat man sat behind a small desk. Even from several feet away Helen could see and smell the sweat on his swarthy body. Judging from his uniform this was the Chief. He took the datacube from its holder and slipped it into his computer. He looked up from the computer screen and grinned oilily at her, showing his uneven and ill kept teeth.

"So, whadda we got here. Helen Carstairs, 18 years old, convicted thief, ten years on Csadia digging up uranium," he laughed in a nasty way, "Not that a girl like you'll hafta do much digging! Ha, ha!"

"Please, I didn't steal that money; I only lent my card to the boss because he had lost his."

"They all says that," he retorted indifferently, "but there might be a way out for you, if you're very nice to me. Now let's you start by takin' off that shift, so I can see what I'm gettin'!"

"No!" Helen screamed, "No, I'm not like that and I demand to see someone who can correct the verdict."

"Ain't nobody can change the verdict. Our incorruptible policebots and judgebots ain't never wrong. I don't care if you done it or not but what I can offer, the best I can do for you, is swap you for someone with a shorter sentence, say six months, here on Earth. When the space ship has gone they won't bother to swap you back, if you're lucky. But you gotta be real nice to me, so strip."

"No! No! I won't do that," Helen screamed hysterically.

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Helen Space SlaveChapter 5 Choice

They drove straight through the mine complex and Helen felt a lot happier seeing more people around her. All the wide-open spaces were beginning to scare her. Almost all of them wore the same overalls as hers and, as Kate had remarked, there were almost no women; in fact she wasn't sure she had seen any. Karl drew up outside a large building and hurried the girls inside. Helen had assumed that he would have a flat somewhere in the building, but they went straight into the first room on the...

Helen Space SlaveChapter 14 Anything

In the morning she woke from a dream about the party the night before, just at the point where Paula's tongue was giving her the most delightful sensations as it tracked from her opening to her love bud. She realised that she was in Hugo's sleepingroom and remembered the journey and the 'ride', then noticed that she could still feel the tongue between her cunt lips. Looking down she was surprised to see that it was Hugo, very gently licking her cunt and tantalising her love bud. "Ohhhh...

Helen Space SlaveChapter 12 Hope

As he got up off the bed Hugo noticed that although his prick had shrivelled out of her some minutes before, Helen was still twitching and mewling in the afterglow of her orgasm. 'Yes, ' he thought, 'she does have the same looks as my wife had when I first married her back on Earth; felt like my new bride as well. It's time I had a live-in again for a few weeks, and with this one I could wallow in nostalgia. If I hint at promotion to Karl, he'll let me borrow her for a while and I can...

Helen Space SlaveChapter 11 Entertaining

Some days later, Karl announced to the two girls after the evening meal that it would soon be his birthday and he would be having a party for some friends, including Jason, his boss, and Hugo, the boss of the whole planet. Frank was told to start planning the food, as they had already discussed, "But nothing too expensive," added Karl, "I'll be spending enough on the drink as it is." They talked the details of this for a few minutes and then Karl said to the girls, "You two can provide...

Helen Space SlaveChapter 9 Surprise

Next morning after breakfast, as Helen had expected, Karl turned to Frank and said, "Put Helen up." As she had anticipated, last night's failure to please Karl meant a formal punishment and she was soon stripped and hanging from the wall. What surprised all three of Helen, Paula and Frank was that Karl gave the paddle to Paula and said, "Twelve. Rough side," and then left the room to go to work. That meant that Paula could do more or less what she liked to Helen with only Frank to...

Helen Space SlaveChapter 4 Sold

"The next bit is where the uppity ones get angry," said Kate, mysteriously, "We have to get you trained for this afternoon, and trained to perfection you will be." Opening the desk drawer she took the neural whip out and laid it on the desk. "What do I have to do?" asked Helen. "I want you to imagine you are a fashion model and walk along that line on the floor showing off your overalls as though it was a high-class dress," came the astonishing reply. Helen just stared at Kate in...

Helen Space SlaveChapter 7 Punishments

As Frank went up the stairs early next morning, he nearly made a mistake. He assumed that Karl was in his own room, with or without Helen, and that he would have to rouse Paula. He almost went charging in to Paula's room, but some small sound alerted him. Opening a small cupboard door, he looked at the monitors which showed what was happening in the two girls' rooms; only Karl and Frank knew that they were covered 24 hours a day by cameras. In the ThreeVee monitor connected to the camera...

Helen Space SlaveChapter 18 Home Life

Hugo called for Helen to go to his sleepingroom after the evening meal that night. When she went in he was sitting on the bed and she stood just inside the door, dressed in her overalls, and waited for Hugo to make the first move. He treated her to a lecture about knowing her place, and not interrupting him when he was working, and not being rude to Dina, and all the other monotonous faults he thought she had. Her attention wandered and she stopped listening after a while. People always felt...

Helen Space SlaveChapter 15 The High Life

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Helen Space SlaveChapter 16 Domestic Relations

Dina seemed to be satisfied with Helen's move to the tiny sleepingroom as establishing that Helen couldn't boss Dina about, while Dina could persuade Hugo to do as she wanted. Helen thought this was petty and was torn between two possibilities when making plans. On the one hand she could have Hugo sell Dina and buy someone younger, to whom Helen would be able to relate; on the other hand there was the fear of taking in a rival for his attention, as Karl had done to Paula. For the time...

Helen Space SlaveChapter 19 All Alone

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Helen Space SlaveChapter 20 Caught

Hugo came back during that night and went off to bed in his own room without waking Helen, who was sleeping in her own room, dreaming of Hugo's prick filling her so full that her skin was splitting apart down her sides. Hugo was up very early and reviewed his messages, making a mental note that he needed to 'phone Andrew to make sure he was only joking with Helen when he appeared to accept that she was some sort of deputy for Hugo during their call. This thought was banished from his mind...

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The aircar landed, but in the dark she couldn't see much of the surroundings. Hugo's house seemed to be quite small and set in a small valley between some low hills. As usual on Csadia, nothing grew, and apart from the breeze, there was no sound. Hugo ushered Helen into the house and she realised that it, too, was very still, as though there was nobody in the building but them. When she remarked on this he replied, "No, we are quite alone here. I only have two staff, Dina who keeps house,...

Helen Space SlaveChapter 8 Frustration

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Helen Space SlaveChapter 21 Betrayed

When they arrived at Karl's house, Helen was not taken in through the front door, but round the side and into the back of the house, where she had never been before. This part, she noticed was even more shabby than anything she had seen on Csadia so far, and that really was saying something. Unfastening her handcuffs, Martha removed her dress, not unkindly, and she was recuffed immediately. Martha stood and looked Helen over, shaking her head. "Why did you do it?" asked Martha. "Oh, I...

Helen Space SlaveChapter 17 Stretched

About a week after first putting the NOI into her, Hugo said after they were undressed for bed, "Take out the NOI tonight; you should be stretched enough by now." Helen had been determined to show herself to Hugo only as a sophisticated young lady, especially as he said he didn't want the artificially childish behaviour that Karl liked, so she was mortified to find that she was blushing all over at the thought, and so she went towards the sleepingroom door. "Where are you going?" asked...

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It was almost 6am. Helen could not sleep for thinking about David’s will, which she was adamant that Jayne had manipulated when David was alive. And that made her wonder even more about his suicide. David was not the kind of person who would so easily commit suicide unless he feared what she had discovered. Helen would not reveal his secrets to anyone. He was a friend and another sexual play mate. She had fallen in love with the hawks and the only way she would get to see them again was accept...

Helen

It was more than twelve months since the young women had moved next door in all that time we hardly spoken, just the odd good morning, how are you, the garden looks good that sort of thing. Not at all an unattractive women Helen I found out her name, looked about 5’4” probably carrying a few more pounds than she should, but she still looked good when she trotted off to work in her too tight pencil skirts and 3” patent shoes with bare brown legs. Her clothes all looked rather threadbare but...

Helen goes dogging pt1

Helen was at her computer chatting over Messenger to Steve. Having made contact with him through a dating site she had arranged to chat with him online, mainly to find out more about his interest in 'dogging', an activity which she knew nothing about. Until his e-mail to her she had never even heard the term used in all her forty-nine years and it intrigued her!Dogging, he told her, was the habit of spying on couples enjoying themselves in cars, mostly in the evenings and with the tacit...

Helen 10 In the Tattoo Parlour

Helen had finally left college, and was now working as a tattoo artist in a local parlour. She was quite artistic, and capable of designing her own images, including the hard-to-master “3D” stuff that was taking the world by storm. Helen had had no difficulty getting employment; she had been chosen out of twenty-seven applicants...she had good reason to feel a little pleased with herself. One afternoon she had been left on her own to “mind the shop” while Phil (the boss) and the other girl who...

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Helen the neighbour part one

Helen the neighbour part one.The names have been changed and the story is half true?We've lived in a leafy middle class area for over twelve years, alongside friendly and accommodating neighbours. We socialise with the adjacent neighbours and on speaking or nodding terms with others living close by. A few doors down lived an older couple Helen and Robert. Helen was in her early sixties and Robert was at least ten years older. Both were very friendly and always took time to chat if we met in the...

Helen 4 The Little Slavegirl

Six months on, Helen was genuinely experienced now. She had done the sex-party scene to death, and (frustrated with her home life) she had moved out and moved in with Sandra, with whom she had (despite the difference in their ages) managed to fall hopelessly in love. The combination of deep, satisfying romantic love, with the complete freedom to shag anyone she liked was just what the doctor ordered as far as Helen was concerned. People were not built to be monogamous, and an arrangement such...

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Helen 2

It was three weeks since Helen’s awakening - that’s what she called it to her self, rather solemnly. She just thought it was some sort of watershed; but if this were so, why had she not repeated the experience? Well, there was the fact that she had had a long miserable virus infection two days after her “good night”. And after that: well, she had felt a bit “off” - just recovery, she supposed. It was natural to feel a bit depressed after flu. This morning, however, she woke up feeling her old...

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Helen

I'm a married lady who likes a little pussy on the side now and then, something my husband knows nothing about and I've had a few subs through the years. I like the subservient cunts, they are easy to manipulate and always take good care of my pussy. A new family moved in down the street from us, Helen, she's a blue eyed blond with great legs and a lousy attitude who thinks the world owes her something but her husband, Doug is real nice. My husband, much to my chagrin, offered to show them...

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Helen Loves Jamacia

Helen Loves Jamaica Before I start I can say this is a true story and that both Helen and myself are swingers. The wife and I decided to go to the sunny island of Jamaica for our 25th Wedding anniversary. When we arrived all the people were so welcoming, we sat at the bar drinking Rum and talking to a few of the Jamaican guys, who were all obsessed by Helen and her body. She wasn’t helping herself wearing only a yellow and black bikini, which looked awesome on her. Her 32 d tits fitted in the...

Helen Loves Jamacia

Helen Loves JamaicaBefore I start I can say this is a true story and that both Helen and myself are swingers.The wife and I decided to go to the sunny island of Jamaica for our 25th Wedding anniversary. When we arrived all the people were so welcoming, we sat at the bar drinking Rum and talking to a few of the Jamaican guys, who were all obsessed by Helen and her body. She wasn’t helping herself wearing only a yellow and black bikini, which looked awesome on her. Her 32 d tits fitted in the bra...

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