Free Ride
Part 2
Chapter 10
The next few weeks passed very slowly. My returned sense of self was suppressed, but I could still feel it beneath the mask I had to wear. I don’t think anyone could have suspected the truth, I still did everything I had done before, and was only glad that my training had advanced far enough to free me from the constant fucking I had so enjoyed earlier. It was truly odd, that I could look back almost fondly at the memories of what I had done, like they were viewed through the lens of my attitudes at the time. I was grateful for that, I don’t think I could have dealt with what would have been my true reaction to my treatment and behavior.
While everything else was the same, I was able to think of things beyond classes and Marty for the first time in months. In truth, my thoughts turned most to my own future. Certainly, I still loved Marty, but I knew that could change if my programming was reversed. I realized now just how pointless my old life had been. I’d spent all my time preparing for my future, but I hadn’t lived my life. I certainly hadn’t wanted to be turned into a sexual plaything, but it had given me a perspective on some of what I’d been missing. It wasn’t just the sex though, it was everything else too. I’d locked myself in my room to study when there were sunny spring days to enjoy, friends to make, and in general life to live. So, here I was realizing how much I’d wasted when I had the freedom to choose, and now I was left with the hope that I could seek my own path again someday soon.
It wasn’t until I’d returned from my day with Marty that I even thought about Kylie. I had thought to talk to him about her, but my programmed response to his presence had washed any thought of Kylie from my mind, and after that so many other things distracted me that the subject hadn’t come up. I wondered if he knew, or by now guessed what had become of her. It didn’t matter much though, I knew. If he could rescue me he could rescue her too.
It was nearly a month before Marty returned for a second visit. This didn’t really surprise me, it would have taken time for him to make his plans and it was customary not to allow too much access to the students here to their partners. I was very happy to see him, and shamelessly gave him a passionate kiss the moment he cleared the front gate. In part this was still part of the act, but I really had missed him. We soon strolled back out to the same spot we’d made love at the last time and sat down.
“How are you holding up?” He asked. He’d looked a bit worried after we started our little walk.
“Okay, I’m glad to see you’re still in one piece. It’s been really weird seeing everything going on around me with my old sense of propriety back. I’m just kind of glad I couldn’t really act on any of the feelings.” I answered. It was an odd state of being, knowing just how wrong everything around me was, and not only did I not say anything but I even participated. “The sex ed classes are the strangest though, doing everything so openly, and like it’s just some fucked up gym class.”
Marty just gave me a twisted smile at that. “I bet. Well, I’ve had a little luck in getting things together. I shipped in a package for you. It’s a model truck I built, but if you twist and pull off the hubcaps I stowed away some little wireless cameras. They’re very special little cameras that should make them hard to detect when they transmit. I want you to place them in some places where they can capture incriminating evidence. Since they think you’re just another student, I don’t think you should have a problem.”
“I guess not, is there any place special you’d like me to put them?” I asked.
“You know the inner workings here better than I do, use your best judgment, though I’d guess that the offices would be a good place to start.” Marty instructed. That seemed reasonable enough to begin with, Mr. Redgar and the rest of the administrators would certainly provide plenty of evidence with just their normal behavior. Even getting in wouldn’t be too much of a problem, I had another scheduled meeting for the fall semester coming up, and that would work perfectly.
“Is that all that we’re going to do?” I asked. Certainly this would provide some evidence, but I wasn’t sure that it would be enough.
“I have some other things going on, but I don’t want you to know about them at this point. If they catch you I don’t want you to be able to compromise any more of the plan than necessary. Also, if they do catch you, I want you to tell them that it was my father that told you to plant the cameras for as long as you can. Eventually they’ll wear you down, but if they come for my dad, that will warn me that you were discovered so I can run and come up with another plan.” Marty explained. It all seemed reasonable enough, though certainly cold. I knew there wasn’t a choice, and though I could help a lot, Marty was the one who would truly be saving me. If he was caught, there was no hope for me to ever make it out of this place, though it was possible that I would be brainwashed back to a state where I didn’t mind my fate at all.
“I understand, I just hope everything works out.” I said, wrapping myself around him. He hugged me back warmly.
“I do too, Ana. I can’t believe what they’ve done to you here, and I won’t let them keep you.” Marty replied, patting me on the head to comfort me. I was just gushing with emotion, everything that had been pent up over the last month, suspended below the surface just came bubbling out. It felt good being in his arms, and we just stood there like that for a while.
After that we sat and had lunch. I told him that Kylie was here as well and he stormed around the clearing for a while, quietly cursing. He’d been friends with her before she’d gone off to school. I think he knew, or at least suspected, that she had been here with me, but it still hurt to know for sure. Finally, he settled down, and we both laid down and just watched the clouds go by for a while. Eventually, I offered myself again, and we spent the rest of the afternoon naked and fucking. It was wonderful and over all too soon for my tastes. Still, he had to leave when he had to leave, and I just gave him one last passionate goodbye kiss before he left.
His gift was waiting for me when I returned to my room. I waited until Kylie was out to examine the wheels, and pulled out six small cameras. Each was no larger than a quarter, and seemed to be mostly just a lens and with a few small slits that I figured was for the microphone. On their back was a small tab and I peeled it away just enough to see that they were backed with adhesive. All I had to do was find a convent spot and stick them there. With any luck no one would find them until after Marty had made his move.
It was an adventure placing the little cameras. First, I didn’t exactly have pockets in any of the clothes I wore now, so I could only carry one or two at a time snugly tucked between my breasts. Getting them out was pretty fun too, since I didn’t exactly wear low cut dresses, but I managed. Sneaking around was different too, I could feel how contrary it was to my programming. If not for Marty’s orders I couldn’t have done it, but I finally pulled it off. I placed one camera in Mr. Redgar’s office, though it never would see anything placed where I put it. It would pick up his counseling sessions which I figured would be plenty interesting with just the audio anyway. I actually managed to hide another camera in a small tree that was placed in the administrative conference room. Another went into the auditorium. Since the fall semester was soon to begin, I assumed that there would be another indoctrination session, and with that plenty of evidence for Marty. The rest got placed around campus in odd spots where I hoped they might pick up something interesting, like the classrooms and dorm halls.
All that was left for me to do after that was wait, and everyday was just painfully long. Every time I saw one of the teachers or administrators coming near me, I bristled inside. Nothing seemed amiss, though, at least to them, but I was on edge. If they caught me, I knew I was toast for the immediate future, and likely Marty would join me soon after. I could hardly bear the thought, but I’d done what he’d told me too and I couldn’t have done otherwise.
When I wasn’t worried about being caught, my thoughts turned again to my future. I considered that I would like to go back to school, a real school though. I didn’t know what I would take, but that didn’t matter just yet. I also hoped Marty would still take me in, I knew it was my nicely twisted thoughts that told me I wanted that. Still, I couldn’t deny it either. I also hoped to keep some of my changes in place, I could certainly stand to retain some confidence and passion. I wondered just how possible it would be to remove my programming. It would be an almost supreme irony to go through all this and still remain a brainwashed sex toy.
With the start of another fall semester, a special announcement was made to all of us students. Until the new class had adapted to our ways, we were supposed to play it normal. For the most part, it didn’t matter, most of us had already progressed to the state where most of our modesty had returned. Only those of us like Kylie who didn’t have a respectable destination had to change their behavior. The biggest change would be the temporary ending of open fucking across the campus and the sex ed classes. Since the dorms were segregated between current and new students, the dorms would still be a free for all after the halls locked up for the evening. It was a necessary caveat for all the boys and girls who needed to fuck with some regularity or else dissolve into a sick kind of madness.
Kylie and I found ourselves watching the chaos of move in day from our window.
“It’s hard to believe that was us a year ago.” I laughed, I could feel my programming hard at moments like this. I was programmed to be happy for them, when in truth I wished I could run out and tell them all what was in store for them if they stayed. I couldn’t very well do anything now, though, and I knew it. The worst thing was if I did try to warn them, no one would listen to me, and if they did, they’d end up on the fast track to reprogramming.
“If only they knew.” Kylie giggled. She had her skirt rapped up around her waist and was casually rubbing her clit while she surveyed the new class.
“See anything good?” I asked. It wasn’t quite natural making small talk anymore, but I wore the mask well, and just let it do the talking for me. I was supposed to just objectify the new class, after all I’d be called on to help tutor them to become every bit the playthings that Kylie and I were. I could hardly recall the last time I’d heard someone complain about their fate, even Kylie’s rages had been subjugated. That left me, alone with my senses, acting every bit the toy that all my classmates had become. If not for the hope of escape, this walking nightmare would have long since torn me apart.
“A couple of hunks and plenty of cute girls. Too bad you can’t join in casually anymore. I think this will be a bumper year for virgin parties.” Kylie smiled wistfully. That certainly was an experience to remember, I shuddered at the memory. I could hardly believe it, but I did warmly recall that evening and all that I’d done and all that had been done to me.
“Well, there’s still classes and tutoring. I don’t doubt I’ll get to enjoy most of the new ones.” I replied, my own merry smile painted on my lips. The lustful tone to my voice unmistakable to my roommate. It was so weird, just letting myself go like this. Even after two months it was still unnerving to just let the mask take over, say what it wanted to say and do what it would. I can’t fight it, fighting it would reveal my freedom, but I couldn’t escape the strangeness of my current reality.
Kylie giggled at my comment. “I knew there was still a slut under all those pretty dresses.”
“Yep, but only for my Marty.” I replied, momentarily feeling the mask and my true feelings in sync. It was a wonderful warmth, even though I knew it was only a moment where my freedom touched my programming. My love for Marty was still sourced from my conditioning, and that conditioning was the mask now, except for those things that had been plunged to the depths of my soul.
“You’re hopeless.” Kylie laughed, and turned back out to look at the chaos below.
I looked out again as well. So many bright faces, so much hope, and all so fully doomed. I could only hope that Marty succeeded soon, before these young men and women fell to their own reshaping. I smiled, licking my lips just like I was supposed to, though I was not thinking the thoughts that were supposed to be going through my mind. I wasn’t thinking of how good they’d be in bed, or how much fun it would be to watch them change, but no one could have guessed it from the look in my eyes. The mask was set, and all I could do was wait and watch and hope.