Let’s Make Some Memories
Part II
Once more, she awoke in the darkened room. The last time she’d woken up in there, she’d been wearing her panties. This time, she wasn’t even wearing those.
Her hands stroked her now bare pussy and she played with her tits. Oh geez, she was so horny, but then that was nothing new. It seemed like she was always horny.
Her hand rubbed her pussy and she moaned to herself. She was so fucking horny all the fucking time but then she’d always been that way.
Oh yeah. There really was nothing like getting a cock between her legs and it seemed like her body was always so ... mmm, so receptive. Like she couldn’t say no to it, not that she’d want to say no to cock. That would be dumb.
Her hands worked her tits even as her fingers worked between her legs. Oh geez, fingers were nice, but it wasn’t the same as the real thing.
Her fingers worked her clitty. Maybe not, she told herself, but it was going to have to do, and with that, her fingers did exactly what they were supposed to do.
Of course, she’d always been such a little, fucking tramp. She just couldn’t help herself.
Her fingers worked her pussy and the girl moaned.
What else would she be, Kayla told herself. After all, she had a hot body that was just begging to be used and lucky for her, there were plenty of guys willing to use it. It seemed as if daddy was always bringing guys around. He called them colleagues. Yeah right, Kayla thought. What they really were were cocks needing to be fucked and a little slut like her, well, you got used to knowing what guys liked and you got used to giving them exactly that.
The girl moaned even as her hands continued to play with her pussy.
And then there was the stranger who’d come to the house for her eighteenth birthday. She’d been wearing a bikini that day because she’d meant to go out to the pool and tease the boys. Of course, it wouldn’t be long before she gave in to her usual urges and she gave the boys what they wanted, so really, it couldn’t be called teasing but that was what she’d been about to do when she’d heard the doorbell ring.
She’d gone to the door and there was the stranger. “I hear you like to get fucked,” the man said.
“I sure do, Mister.”
“Perhaps you’d like to be fucked by me then.”
She’d just looked at the man before she’d loosened the ties that held her bottoms in place and then she’d taken the bottoms and she’d handed them to the man. “What do you think?”
Apparently, he’d agreed with her because he’d taken her to the couch and he’d pushed her down. For her part, Kayla had watched the man as he’d removed his clothes but then he was sliding between her legs and he was pushing a cock into her wet and waiting cunt. Now that, she thought as she felt the cock surge inside her, that was one heck of a birthday present.
Once again, the lights seemed to come up almost as if on cue and once again, Kayla had the feeling that someone was watching her.
She didn’t bother to look around at the room. She’d already seen it before and when she went to the door, she fully expected it to be unlocked, and it was.
The doctor was outside her door, just as she’d known he’d be, and standing there behind him were his two orderlies, again, just as Kayla had expected them to be. “You’re doing this to me, aren’t you?”
“Doing what?”
“Making me crave sex.”
“Yes, I am,” the doctor said.
“Why?”
“That’s not important.”
“Why?”
“Because soon it won’t matter why.”
Kayla already knew she was going to have to make a break for it. As nonchalantly, as she could, she tried to look beyond the doctor, but all she saw was a long white hallway that seemed to go on forever. There were doors on either side of the hallway but all of the doors were closed.
“Can I help you with something?”
Kayla fought back the urge to snort at the man’s suggestion. Help me, she thought. That was a laugh, but if she was going to make a break for it, she was going to put the man at ease. “You’re not going to tell me why,” she asked.
The man shook his head.
“Then how about you tell me what you’re doing.”
“We’re reprogramming your mind,” the man said.
Kayla stared at the man. She didn’t really want to believe it and she wasn’t really sure she did believe it. After all, she didn’t feel any different, but there were two things that really scared her, that the man actually seemed to think he was doing it, and that he might actually be doing what he said.
Keep him talking, Kayla told herself. “You’re reprogramming me,” she said. “How?”
The man smiled. “I was wondering when you were going to ask that.”
“Yeah, and?”
“And I have a little drug. It works on the part of the brain that stores memories. It allows me to create new memories, and once those memories are created, they become as real to you as if they’d really happened.”
Once more, Kayla peered down the hallway. It was a long way. “So, um, so why’s it not working anymore?”
“It’s working just fine.”
“Then how come I know what you’re doing?”
“You don’t know. Not really. But the mind knows something is off. It’s trying to reset itself, but it doesn’t know what it needs to do. It’s natural and expected but it’s transitory.”
Damn, Kayla realized. He was right. She didn’t really know what needed to be done.
“So why are you telling me?”
“Because I’ve seen it before. Because soon, it won’t matter what I’ve told you. Because soon, you’ll have accepted your new reality.”
Kayla shook her head. “I’ll never do that,” she said. “I’m going to fight you.”
“I’d certainly hope so.”
Once more Kayla eyed the hallway. It didn’t help any that she was naked, of course, or maybe it did. If people saw a naked girl running down the hall, they’d have to think something was wrong, right?
A regular hospital, maybe, but this was a psychiatric hospital. People would probably just think she was crazy.
But she had to do something.
She fought the urge to tense up because that would have been a dead giveaway. She tried to keep her voice steady as she looked at the doctor. “I’m not going to—”
She sprinted away from the doctor and his underlings. “Get her,” she heard the doctor yell, but already, she was moving down the hall.
There was a nurse’s station. It was unoccupied. Kayla wasn’t sure if that was good or bad.
She turned the corner by the nurse’s station. Oh great, she thought. Elevators.
Oh fuck, you needed a key to get in. Damn!
The men were in pursuit so Kayla ducked into the nurse’s station, hoping the men would run on past.
They did.
She couldn’t believe her luck.
Kayla waited for the men to pass and then she reached for a phone. Hopefully, this was just an ordinary phone. Hopefully, she could call out.
She’d call daddy, she told herself, and yet when she tried to think of the number, it just wouldn’t come to her.
She couldn’t be that out of it. What the hell was daddy’s number?
She was still sitting there with the phone in her hand when she heard someone say, “We know you’re in there. You can come out now.”
Did they really know?
“Don’t make us come in there and get you.”
She wasn’t going to make it easy for them, Kayla told herself.
“All right, boys. Get her.”
If there was any doubt that they knew where she was, that was soon answered when the orderlies came in and dragged her out into the hallway, and all the while, even as she was telling herself that she wasn’t supposed to think that way, she kept telling herself that she rather liked having these men manhandle her and she wouldn’t mind if they continued to do it.
“That wasn’t a very nice thing to do,” the doctor said.
“Yeah? Go fuck yourself,” the girl said sullenly.
“An interesting choice of words there.”
“Yeah? Why’s that?”
“I was just thinking that a girl as hot as you probably needs to get fucked all the time so maybe we should fuck you.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” the girl said even though the prospect of them doing exactly that was making her rather hot.
“Maybe you’re right,” the doctor said. “You’ve been through so much already. Maybe we should let you be.”
“What?!” Kayla said in disbelief.
“It sounds like someone wants it.”
Too late, Kayla realized she’d betrayed herself. “I ... I didn’t mean to,” she said.
“You mean you didn’t really want to be fucked.”
“No, it’s not that.”
“What is it then?”
“I ... I—”
“Come on. We haven’t got all day.”
“I want you to fuck me,” the girl admitted.
“There now. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
The girl shook her head.
“You want to be fucked, don’t you?”
She knew what the answer was supposed to be but she also knew what she was going to say. “I want to be fucked,” she said and somehow, that answer just seemed so right.
“Get down on your hands and knees then.”
She was so wet that she didn’t even care that she was doing it right there in the middle of the hallway. She just didn’t want ... she hoped they didn’t want her to ... she wasn’t going to take a cock in her ass.
“Look at you,” the doctor said. “A little slut that wants nothing more than to get her pussy fucked.”
She wasn’t a slut. Well, not really, but she did like taking a cock between her legs.
But before she did that, well there was a cock there in front of her, a cock just waiting for her mouth, a cock that she wasn’t going to make wait a moment longer.
She squealed against the one cock as the other one took her from behind. Oh yeah, she told herself. Oh yeah. This was what she wanted. A cock in her mouth and even better, one in her pussy.
Oh fuck, she loved getting fucked but that didn’t make her a slut.
Or if it did, so what? So what if she liked getting fucked. So what? It wasn’t like she was hurting anyone.
The man with his cock in her cunt gave her ass a smack and she even liked that. It was all part of her getting fucked. She would have told him that if it weren’t for the fact that she had her mouth full but damn, she liked that.
Another slap on her ass and then another. Mmm. More. More!
“Oh fuck,” the man with cock in her cunt groaned. “Oh fuck. I’m going to cum.”
Oh yeah, Kayla thought. Oh yeah. That’s what she wanted.
“Oh fuck,” the man growled. “Oh fuck.”
Kayla could feel the man swelling between her legs and suddenly, his cock was surging and it seemed as if that was all it took to push her pussy over the edge. Her pussy squeezed the cock inside her and she moaned again and even as she did, she felt the one in her mouth start to cum.
And besides, Kayla told herself. It wasn’t like she was really doing anything wrong. It was just that she loved sucking and fucking so much that she couldn’t seem to help herself.
She woke up in a darkened room.
By now, that hardly surprised her. On the other hand, the fact that her hands were tied to the bed did surprise her.
She pulled at her hands, hoping against hope that her hands weren’t really tied, but they were.
She struggled harder but there wasn’t any doubt about it. Her hands were definitely tied.
“Hey,” she called out. “Hey. Can anyone hear me?”
Oh yeah. Like that was smart. Yelling out in a padded room. Who the hell was likely to hear that?
Kayla tugged again on her restraints with equally poor results. “Let me out of here,” she cried. “Let me out of here.”
And this time, she got a response, only it wasn’t exactly the response she’d expected.
Her butt started to tingle.
Oh geez, that was good. Of course, why shouldn’t it be. After all, she was lying there naked on the bed and she really did love getting her ass fucked. She knew her friends didn’t like it but really, they didn’t know what they were missing. She’d tried to tell them, but they just didn’t get it. Suck a guy’s cock. Get him all nice and slippery wet, and when he was finally ready, let him slide that cock up against her butt hole.
Of course, it wasn’t like he got inside her right away but then that was part of the fun. Build it up and all the while, if a guy knew what Kayla liked, well if he asked her nicely, and sometimes even if he didn’t, she’d let him stick his cock in her ass.
That’s what she was feeling. She was naked on the bed and her body was twitching as she thought about just how good it would be to get a cock in her ass.
“Come on,” she said again although this time, it was more of a plaintive moan. She was sure they were watching her. “Come on. Let me out.”
And still, there was no response.
There was just something about the way her butt was feeling. She needed to be fucked. She needed it bad. “Come on, guys.”
She tugged on her restraints.
“Come on,” she moaned.
Of course, there was that time when that guy had come to her on her eighteenth birthday. She’d been wearing a pair of cute shorts and a tight, little halter when the doorbell had rang. Someone else would get it, she told herself, and yet she found herself making her way to the door.
“I hear you like to get your butt fucked,” the man said when she finally opened the door.
“How’d you know that, Mister.”
“Oh come now,” the man had said. “A girl that likes to get her ass fucked, I mean really likes it, that sort of thing’s bound to get around, don’t you think?”
“I s’pose.”
“So what about it?”
“What about what, Mister?”
“Would you like me to fuck your butt?”
She’d just stood there until she finally she grinned. “I was about to call one of my friends over and see if he’d come do me,” the girl said, “but I suppose you’ll do just fine instead.”
She’d let him bend her over the back of a sofa and he’d fucked the hell out of her ass, and when it was done, Kayla couldn’t help but admit to herself that that was one heck of a birthday present.
The door to her cell opened and it was one of the orderlies standing there there in the doorway. “You want something?”
“Can I get up, please?”
“Yeah? Why would you want to do that?”
Kayla could feel the need building inside her. She knew what she wanted.
“Why would you want to do that?” the man asked again.
“I want to get fucked in the butt.”
“Yeah, but we don’t need to untie you for that, do we?”
No, she realized. They didn’t need to do that.
The man already had his cock out and he was approaching the girl on the bed. “Let’s see what you can do with this,” the man said.
Kayla eagerly sucked the man’s cock into her mouth. She loved that. She loved sucking on a man’s cock.
“Yeah,” the man said. “You like that, don’t you?”
Kayla didn’t bother to answer, or at least she didn’t answer with words. She just kept on sucking the man’s cock.
“Yeah. We both know what you want.”
Kayla couldn’t help but moan but when you were a butt slut like her, well yeah, it was kind of hard to hide what you wanted, especially if guys knew you had a history of giving it up whenever they wanted it.
The man pulled his cock back. “Turn over,” he told her.
Kayla knew she should at least try to play harder to get but she just couldn’t help herself. It didn’t matter that she was still tied to the bed. She was still able to roll herself over onto her side.
She could feel the man put a knee up on the bed and then she could feel his hand on her ass and she could feel him slide a finger between her cheeks. “Tell me what you want again.”
Wasn’t it obvious what she wanted, the girl wondered but then her next thought, she knew it was. The man just wanted to hear her beg and she was more than willing to oblige. “I want you to fuck me,’ she said. “I want you to fuck me in the ass.”
The man spanked her ass with his cock. “What’s that, slut?”
Kayla couldn’t help but moan. She loved it when guys spanked her on the ass but then of course, she always had. “Fuck me in the ass,” she moaned. “Come on. Fuck me in the a-a-a-a-ass.”
Kayla couldn’t help but moan as she felt the man’s cock enter her. Maybe she should play harder to get but there was something to be said for playing nice and easy, too.
In another room, two men were watching the action over a closed circuit television feed. “So that’s it,” said one of the men. “It’s all over.”
The other man nodded. “That’s it. Your sister’s a slut now, just the way you way you wanted her.”
Jeffrey McDuff looked back at the doctor. “You don’t approve?”
The doctor shrugged. “It’s not for me to approve or disapprove. That’s not what you paid me for.”
The first man turned and looked at the action on the screen. “You’re sure she’s not ever going to know who she is.”
The doctor fought back the urge to say what he really wanted to say. He hated it when novices questioned him. He was supposed to be the expert here, not them. “We talked about that,” he said. “That’s why we gave her the Kayla Soderstrand personality first.”
“I know but—”
The doctor shook his head. The jerk, he thought. Your day will come soon enough, sonny boy. Just you wait and see, but for now, he’d answer the man’s objections. “There’s no buts about it,” the doctor said. “As Jessi McDuff, your sister has a rich history and broad memories to draw upon, but as Kayla Soderstrand, she had nothing. What little she did have was just a figment of her imagination. It’s why she couldn’t call home when she tried to escape because she didn’t know what Kayla’s phone number was.”
“Yeah but—”
“There’s no buts about it. The more and more time she spends as Kayla, the farther and farther Jessi will seep away. For Jessi to somehow come back, she’d have to first break out of who she is now, then go back to being Kayla, and then break out of Kayla to become Jessi and with the memories we gave her of what happened in the club, she’s got added reason to resist going there. Take my word for it. Jessi’s not coming back.”
“So that’s it then?”
“We’ll keep her here for a little longer,” the doctor said. “We’ll give her a few more memories and then after that, we’ll turn her loose but yeah, that’s it.”