1. Brainwashing s****r


    Date: 12/23/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Ken was frustrated. He had the hottest girl in town as his s****r Angie, and she wouldn’t give him the time of day. She was a two years younger than his 16 years and studiously ignored him. She was blonde with a perfect figure, C cups with a narrow waist, hard and toned round ass and legs. Her innocent appearing face was to die for. Ken couldn’t count high enough to know how many time he jerked off to the picture of her in a bikini from last summer. He was watching The Manchurian Candidate (the original) when the idea hit him. He immediately dismissed it, but it kept popping back into his head. It kept him awake for hours that evening, and when he woke up the next morning, he decided to at least plan it. Hitting the ‘net, he looked up everything he could find on brainwashing. Techniques, equipment, applicability, deprogramming, he read it all. Then he started planning. He asked his dad if he could use the old shed in the back yard as a workshop. Since it was empty his dad readily agreed. Ken had a few thousand in the bank from when his great-grandfather died a few years previously. Ken immediately purchased a bunch of lumber and electrical wiring; and then rebuilt the interior, watertight and covert. He sprayed $300 worth of liquid foam between the new walls he built and the original ones. The old shed still looked rundown on the outside, but was clean and modern on the inside. He put his boom box inside on full blast and went outside, closing the door. He couldn’t hear a ...
    thing. Perfect. He then went to the junkyard and found the perfect chair. It was an old barber’s chair with headrest and footrest. Except for a split in the seat vinyl, he couldn’t find anything wrong with it. It took him all day to haul it back and bolt it to the floor of the shed. He covered the seat with an old plastic tarp. Then he spent another $100 putting in a linoleum tile floor with a drain that emptied into the old septic tank that his dad kept for emergencies. While he was doing all this, he was recording voice samples from everyone in his f****y. He kept a digital recorder in his pocket, and copied the recordings onto his computer daily. He spent another $200 on software that broke it down to the phenons, then reconstructed it to say what he wanted. He could speak into the computer microphone and have it say what he said in his s****r’s, mother’s, father’s, and several of Angie’s friend’s voices and photos. Doing a bit of detective work, he also got the voice and photos of several of the “hot” guys that Angie and her friends talked about. Searching the ‘net again, he found a digital filter that processed voices to that they sounded like what people heard when they spoke themselves. Testing it with a recording of his voice, he admitted to himself that it was exactly what he heard when speaking. Next he poached the old projector TV from the back of the science store room at school. Blowing off the dust, he didn’t think anyone would miss it or the old projector screen ...
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