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Free Ride II- Saving The Toys ( mf, ff, mc, md )
Part 3
by Farleven     farleven@yahoo.com
January 2002
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It had been a long spring, and a new anxiety was welling up as I kept up

with my classes.  Aside from my class work, I didn't even consider sex
with anyone, not even Kylie.  We still slept together, but I made her
understand that I couldn't cheat on Marti anymore, so all we did was
cuddle.  Sleeping alone was just too much to bear for either of us.  The

worst thing was not being able to satisfy my urges, I was still a well-
tuned slut, and I craved sexual attention.  My commitment to Marti was
stronger, but it was still hard for me to handle going without the
wonderful fuckings I'd gotten used to.  Classes did help take off the
edge, but that wasn't nearly enough to satisfy me, and I was there to
learn, not just enjoy myself.  What I really wanted was to be able to
show Marti just how much I loved him.

Kylie was getting along better than I was.  She could still fuck with
abandon, and often did in her bed while I was trying to sleep.  At times

like that, I'd just lay there and masturbate under my covers wishing
that it was me making those sounds while Marti was pounding my steaming
pussy.  The fact that we were going to be sisters was just a shock as
well.  Kylie had taken her mother's maiden name after her parents had
divorced, even though Mr. Reiner had gained custody.  Kylie didn't talk
much about it, but I got the feeling that she hadn't gotten along with
him much after the divorce, and now she realized how she'd gotten into
school here in the first place.  I could sense her anger at that, but I
couldn't help her anymore, and she stormed off a lot to go get fucked
after thinking about what her dad had done to her.

The beginning of summer brought me a special treat, my one true love was

coming to meet me!  Mr. Redgar had called me into his office and told me

the wonderful news.  Mr. Reiner had been pleased by my performance at
the party some months earlier, and at my proven devotion to Marti since.

I could hardly believe it, but he had decided that I was ready for Marti

to get to know me.  I was simply in heaven after that, and went through
my weekly routine with a happy air to my steps.  I did have to be
careful not to sing sweet nothings while Kylie was around after she gave

me a few very harsh looks at my obviously merry self.  I sympathized
with her, after all she wasn't going to have a wonderful man like Marti
to marry, but I didn't let her negative attitude get me down.  After
all, everything I'd been prepared for was about to happen, and I didn't
want anything to go wrong.

I stewed for that week, just anticipating the day, and then finally it
came.  I couldn't think of a better day to meet my love.  It was
perfectly sunny, with a slight breeze on a wonderfully warm day, just
the perfect weather for running around naked, which I was certainly
hoping to get to do.  I dressed up in my favorite dress, a modest thing,

but one that still showed off all my curves nicely without showing off
too much skin.  I toyed with the idea of not wearing my underwear, but I

decided against it.  I'd gotten much more modest since that orgy, and
had even taken up underwear again.  I didn't want Marti to think I was
anyone's slut but his, and I'm sure he'd enjoy getting to undress me
too, just like a Christmas present.  I giggled at that thought, and made

sure to wear my best frilly underwear just for that.  The panties and
the bra each had a nice little bow that he could tug on and they'd fall
open for him.

I sat impatiently in the visitor's center just waiting for Marti after
I'd dressed.  I fumbled with the heart locket with his picture that was
dangling from my neck.  I knew so much about him, but I'd never touched
him, and now I just wanted to wrap myself around him and let him know
just how much I missed not being with him.  Finally, Mr. Redgar strode
out into the meeting room with my Marti in tow.  I think I just melted
in that instant, Marti was so much more than I could have dreamt of.  He

was perfectly handsome, with his round little face and glasses.  I could

hardly stand to look upon such magnificence but I couldn't resist
either, he was just so perfect.  I know this only took a moment, and
before he had even set his eyes on me, I stood up and strolled gingerly
over.  This was the most important moment of my life, meeting my man, my

love, for the first time.

"Ah, Marti, her she is, Ana, your fianc,e if you find her acceptable."
Mr. Redgar waved a hand towards me as I approached.

Marti just looked at me with an awe struck stare.  He certainly looked
me over with a satisfying leer, but he was stuck with some kind of
disbelief that I just couldn't help but giggle at.

"Hi, Marti.  I'm so happy to finally meet you!" I smiled and put out my
hand.  I know, I wanted to just wrap myself around him and kiss him all
over, but he looked so cute and helpless that I didn't want to scare him

off.  I must have been quite the surprise, he must have thought I was
some ugly girl or something.

"Uh, hello." Marti stuttered and after a moment's hesitation he reached
out and took my hand.  I shuddered just feeling his masculine fingers
wrap themselves around my dainty fingers.  We shook hands, and then he
pulled away first.  I was really beginning to think he had a confidence
problem, but I wasn't to worried, with a woman like me in his bed, he'd
feel like the strong man he was in no time.

"Well, I'm sure you two have a lot to talk about.  Why don't you take a
walk around the grounds?  If you need anything, Marti, just call my
office.  Have fun, and just be sure to check out at the main gate when
you leave." Redgar smiled and then walked away without any further ado.

Marti just stood there, still looking quite stunned, so I decided I
would have to take action.  I reached down and grabbed his hand and
pulled him towards the door.  "Come on, Marti, I know a great path where

we can stroll and no one will bother us."

That was quite true, because I'd reserved it just for today.  That was
the way things worked around here for us betroved students.  We got
special privilege to campus spots when our fianc,s came to visit, and I
reserved the perfect path and make out spot for us.  I just hoped that
Marti wouldn't mind having some fun.

Marti didn't resist my tugs, and just followed along like some puppy.  I

did feel pretty weird directing him around, it just wasn't right for a
girl to take charge, but I had the sinking feeling that Marti would
require a lot of confidence building before he actually took his proper
place in our relationship.  I stayed quiet though as I led him off to
the walking path, not wanting to take away any chances for him to take
charge.

It wasn't until we were well on the path, and we were both very much by
ourselves that Marti piped up again.  "Wait, Ana."

I stopped right in my tracks and turned around to face him.  "Yes,
Marti?"

"My Dad, and Mr. Redgar both told me that you've been conditioned or
something to be my girlfriend.  I know that sounds crazy, but that's
what they've told me.  Do you know anything about that?" Marti asked,
genuine concern lacing his words.  I didn't know what to make of that, I

couldn't imagine Marti not knowing that I was supposed to marry him.

"Of course silly.  I'm going to be your wife, if you'll have me." I
pouted a bit at the last part.  How could anyone turn down a slut made
especially for them?

Marti just frowned at that, looking even more perplexed then he had
before.  "What's wrong, Marti?  Did I say something wrong?"

"Yes, you don't know me, how could you say you're going to be my wife?
What did they do to you?" Marti asked.  I could feel outrage in his
voice.  He really hadn't known about me before and I was getting truly
worried.  He might decide to turn me away, and that would be horrible.
I couldn't even imagine that.

"I do know you, Marti, I know you love anime for all the doe eyed girls,

and you love to watch war shows and build model trucks and had five of
your dad's old playboys under your bed in junior high.  All they did to
me was make me into the perfect wife for you, so that I could love you
and give you my heart." I quickly rattled off.  "Please don't turn me
away, Marti.  I do love you, and I'll be a great wife for you, just
don't turn me away."

Then he did just that, turned away.  I felt my stomach turn at the
despondent look in his eyes as he did.  Something was wrong, something
dreadful, and he was lost in thought again.  I pulled up to him and
pressed myself into his side.  "Please, Marti, just let me make it
better.  I'll do anything you want."

Marti turned around and looked at me with a sudden fierceness in his
eyes.  "I know, Ana, I didn't believe it was possible, but I really do
believe now.  Don't worry I won't abandon you, not until you want me
too."

I warmed at his words and squeezed myself to his chest while he ran a
hand over my head.  This was what I wanted, to be in his care, just like

this.

"Is there a spot where we can sit and talk privately?  I want to know
some things about what's happened here." Marti asked.

"Of course, just up a little bit there's a clearing with some benches
and a little picnic.  I thought you'd like it." I chimed.  I had hoped
that a nice little picnic would be an excellent pretext for him to
seduce me, not that he needed to, I just figured he'd enjoy the idea of
seducing me in a field.

"That sounds good." Marti replied and we set off.   I grabbed his hand
as I walked beside him, and he didn't pull away even though he did give
me a surprised look.

It didn't take us long to make it to the clearing and soon we were
sitting down and eating the lunch I'd packed.  It wasn't much, but then
it was never comfortable fucking on a full stomach so I didn't want to
cause a problem that way.  We got into discussing my life and especially

my time here at school.  It had taken some prodding, I didn't want him
to know how much of a slut I'd been in those early days, but eventually
he got the full story of my transformation into the woman I now was.

"So you're just a pretty young lady who my Dad choose to be my wife, and

they programmed you to love me and turn yourself into some kind of sex
toy for me." Marti stated, recapping my much longer story.  He had paid
exquisite attention to my stories, even asking some rather embarrassing
questions about my behavior.  I had to answer of course, but that hadn't

kept me from blushing rather deeply.

"Yep, I've been prepared to be you're perfect wife, obedient, publicly
modest and privately passionate.  Don't think I'm some brain washed
bimbo though, I'm every bit as smart as I was before coming here, and
I've been studying very hard and not just in my sex ed classes." I
proudly replied.  I had a lot to be proud of to, at least I thought so.

"And none of that bother's you in the least?  Didn't you have other
plans before they did this to you?" Marti asked, his obvious concern
still flowing with his words.  I'd begun to understand his problem.  He
hadn't expected this, and was rather put off by the idea of having a
programmed wife like me.

"I guess I did have plans, but that doesn't matter any more, and neither

does any of my old feelings about my changes.  I'm yours now, just like
I should be." I replied confidently.  Hopefully, I could convince him
that this was the proper way of things.  I certainly believed that, and
if he didn't I didn't even want to think about life without him.

Marti just drifted off into thought again after that.  I pulled up to
him and just cuddled while he considered whatever it was he was
considering.  It was so nice to be close to him like this after having
waited so long.  I just felt so wonderful that I soon drifted off to
sleep still cozily pressed up against him.

"Wake up, Ana." Marti spoke as he gently rocked my arm.  "I want to ask
you something."

I yawned and stretched for a moment.  I had never felt so refreshed in
all my days.  "Of course, honey, what do you want to know."

"You said you're supposed to be obedient, does that mean you'll do
anything I tell you to?" Marti asked, obviously thinking of something.

"Of course, Marti, I'll do anything you tell me to do." I replied.
Finally he seemed to be getting it, I was his wife, his slut, here to
provide for his pleasure.  Now, I was just waiting patiently for his
first command, his first use of his new lover.

Marti smiled at my reply.  "Good, I guess I'm going to have to risk it
then.  Ana, I want you to remember the real you, the girl that came to
school here.  Forget about all that stuff they programmed you to become.

I want to talk to the old Ana.  Can you do that for me?"

I screamed, at least I think I did.  Suddenly everything seemed to be
boiling in my head.  I was awash in sensations and memories and
something that I couldn't understand, ripping apart my thoughts.  I fell

to the ground, clutching my head, whimpering as Marti's words sank in,
reshaping my reality.

The viscous storm subsided quickly, and I felt things running around in
my head again, finding their places.  It was the strangest sensation,
like I was rebuilding myself brick by brick.  Worst of all, I could see
the foundation, sense the bricks laid at the bottom, and I knew Marti
would be disappointed, even the fact that I cared about his feelings
told me what I would be left with.

Marti was holding me in his arms when I came back to my senses.  I felt
very safe in those arms, but now I understood just where those feelings
came from, and actually hated the source, though not the effect.

"Thanks for trying, Marti." I said softly as I regained my voice.

"What do you mean?  Are you okay?" Marti asked, obvious concern laced
his tongue again and I warmed at his concern.  I did still love him,
regardless of the rest.

"I'm better now, but I still love you, I still have the same drives, but

I feel like myself again, not like the new me.  I can't really explain
it, but I'm not free of all the programming, just my acceptance of it."
I answered, trying my best to explain the way I was feeling.  It was
like burning down a forest, all the brush was gone, but the naked trees
were left standing, holding tight my responses though not my internal
justifications.  I hated what had been done to me, but couldn't resist
the effects.  The difference was minor, but I felt almost real again.

"Damn, I knew it wouldn't be that easy." Marti frowned.  "Don't worry,
Ana, I'll figure out a way to help you, and everyone else here."

That shocked me.  Here I was a poor little girl he didn't know, and he
was going to risk his neck for me.  If I wasn't already in love with
him, I think I would have fallen right then anyway.  It's just not easy
for a girl not to fall for a hero, especially when she was the damsel in

distress.

"Be careful, Marti, they could always put you in here, make you into
somebody's boy toy.  I couldn't live with myself if that happened to you

because of me." I warned.  That was the last thing that I wanted, for
Marti to be put in danger because of me.  Sure it was romantic, but I
wanted him for myself and I didn't want to see him on the wrong side of
the people who had programmed me.

"I will, don't worry.  I have to think about this and call up some
people before I do anything.  Do you think you can handle your normal
routine here for a while?" Marti asked.  I could see in his eyes that he

was considering what to do next.

"It'll be weird, but I don't think I'll have any trouble.  Like I said,
my urges haven't changed, so all I have to do is flow with them.  At
least I hope so." I answered.  I had no idea how easy or hard it would
be.  I had a sense of my old self back to me, but I had no idea how long

it would last or how deeply it truly went.

"Well, it's too late to fix that.  I don't know if it will make any
difference but I order you to behave just like before we met, except
when we're alone.  Hopefully, that will help." Marti commanded.  I could

feel myself soak up his words, his pleasure was still at the root of my
being, so it seamed that his order would be enough to pin together my
programming and my renewed sense of self.

"Great, now do you mind if we do one more thing before you leave?" I
asked, taking up a sexy little smile.  I pressed up against him with my
breasts and tried to leave no doubt what I wanted to do.  I had waited
several months for the chance to be with him, and now we were alone, and

he was going to risk his own life for mine.  I very well had to give him

a taste of what I had to offer.

"What?" Marti asked, though I find it hard to believe he couldn't figure

out what I wanted.

"I am your perfect sex toy, aren't I?  Aren't you the least bit curious
just how fun I am to play with?" I giggled, grabbing his hands and
placing them over my breasts.

"Ah, are you sure you want to?" Marti asked.  I smiled at his concern,
and helped him squeeze my nice melons.

"Of course, Marti.  I still have all my urges, and I'm in love with you.

So why don't you quit trying to deny yourself and enjoy your good
fortune." I answered.  This boy really was a boy scout, and that made me

want him all the more.  I don't know why, or how, but I wanted to fuck
him more than I'd thought possible, even more than before he tried to
fix me.  Now all I hoped was that my moves would break down his
unwillingness.  I understood him not wanting to take advantage of me in
my state, but I wanted him to so badly I could feel myself leaking.  I
wanted him to use me, and I hoped he wouldn't take too long making up
his mind.

I looked right into his eyes, trying with all my heart to show him how
sincere I was.  Our hands were still over my breasts, and I knew he
could feel my heart racing through my dress.  He sniffed at the air and
I knew it was the musky smell of my hot little pussy that he smelled as
it soaked my panties.  He looked into my eyes now, and his look of
concern shifted, and I swooned in happiness.  Marti's face grew the
widest and most wicked smile I'd seen in some time and he gave my tities

a wonderful squeeze of his own.

I squealed happily and pulled close to him, giving him the deepest, most

passionate kiss I'd given anyone in my life.  We wrapped our arms around

each other and held our embrace while our tongues danced.  I would have
been in heaven except for what I knew would come next, and I was already

aching in anticipation.

Marti pulled away from my lips, his hands gripping my waist.  "I just
hope you don't regret this later."

I just shook my head, reached down and loosened the waist of my dress.
I lifted up my arms and looked into Marti's eyes again.  "Don't worry
about that, just hurry up and unwrap me, silly!"

Marti laughed as he grabbed onto the sides of my dress and pulled it up
and over my head in one smooth motion.  I giggled as the breeze tickled
my nearly naked flesh, and thrust out my chest for him.  I was smiling
brightly now, my flesh on display for the man that I loved, and soon,
soon we would know everything about each other that a man and woman
should.  I just quivered at the thought, knowing I didn't have long to
wait.

"You really are wrapped like a present, aren't you?" Marti smiled as he
reached in and tugged at the bow that rested in my cleavage.  With just
one tug, it gave way, and I giggled as I felt the cups of the bra open
up and fall away.  The frilly little thing just fell down my sides and
down my back till it landed behind me, just like it had been designed to

do.  Now I was topless, perfectly exposed for him, and I could see in
his eyes just how alluring he found me as he took in my bountiful bosom.

"I hope you like them, I grew them just for you, Marti." I cooed as he
just stared at my wonderfully large breasts.  I could feel my nipple
getting hard from the breeze, and from my own stoked passions.

"Grew them?" Marti asked in wonder as he reached up and cupped them
tenderly.  He weighed them and squeezed them while I whimpered happily
at his explorations.  "They are just perfect though, especially these."

I moaned openly when he bent down and took my right nipple into his
mouth and suckled on me while his tongue flicked the hard nub at the tip

of my breast.  I swooned again, happy that he liked my new breasts, and
that he'd overcame his reluctance to play with me.  I may have hated
being turned into a sex toy, but I couldn't help but enjoy being one.

"Aren't you going to finish unwrapping me?" I asked after he finally
pulled away from my chest.  I spread my legs invitingly to give him easy

access to the ribbon holding my panties together.  The smell of my ready

pussy drifted up even easier now, and anyone could see I'd soaked my
panties with my juices.

"Don't you think you're getting ahead of yourself?" Marti smiled.  He
ran his hands over his own sides, and I giggled again.  Of course he
wanted me to undress him, and I'd gotten so wrapped up in presenting
myself I hadn't even considered that.

I just looked up with a wicked grin and proceeded to almost literally
tear away everything he wore.  I didn't actually damage anything, but I
ripped away those clothes so quickly that he was actually surprised I
hadn't.  Daily practice in undressing quickly certainly hadn't gone to
waste!  In mere moments I was the most dressed of either of us, and I
knew we'd soon be imitating Adam and Eve in a moment, though naturally
we wouldn't be bothering with any fig leaves.

With my returned sense of self, I could see that Marti wasn't built like

any Greek god.  I remembered having those thoughts when I first saw him,

and any time I'd though of him since I'd learned of our pending
marriage.
Still, that really didn't matter, my love and desire for him were both
still untamed and eager.  While he still kneeled across from me on the
picnic blanket, I lay down and spread my legs, giving him a perfect view

of my still covered pussy.  I looked up eagerly and smiled, hoping to
draw him in.

"Come on, Marti, there's one more thing to unwrap and then we can enjoy
it together!" I invited.  One thing we wouldn't need was foreplay, I was

still dripping with lust, and I could see his marvelous tool swinging
stiffly between his legs as he crawled up between my thighs.

"Are you sure, Ana?" He asked sincerely, his hand gripping the ribbon
that held my last defense together.  I wished I could only let him know
just how much I wanted to fall to his invader right now.

"I've never wanted anything so badly in all my life, Marti, I love you,
and right now I want to make love to you.  Now please, finish unwrapping

me." I coaxed, filling my words with every ounce of the spirit I felt.
I just hoped that he would finally accept me, and we could join together

beautifully.

No sooner had those last words left my lips then I felt a slight tug
between my legs and felt the summer air drift coolly over my suddenly
exposed and soaked pussy lips.  I propped myself on my elbows and looked

wantonly into his eyes, and he drew closer, moving over me until our
lips met again.  He was now resting between my legs, his manhood aimed
at my gates perfectly and hovering just outside them.  Our naked flesh
touched and passed, my nipples traveling across his chest as we moved
towards perfect union.  We kissed passionately as he closed that final
distance and I felt the warm bulge of his cock pressing into my lower
lips.  Marti thrust into me with one smooth long push, forcing back my
tender folds and filling me with his hardness.  We both moaned deeply,
wonderfully with every moment of his thrust until I felt his sack
resting between my legs and his shaft fully and deeply inside me.

"Oh, Marti, thank you for everything!" I swooned.  He'd done so much
already, and now he was giving me the fucking I so desperately wanted,
and after we finished he was going to go off and save me.  I had never
been so happy in all my life, fulfilled as deeply and intimately as I
was at that moment.  I squeezed down on his hard shaft in thanks, and
felt him twitch with excitement within me.  I knew he wouldn't last
long, but we had all afternoon, and with luck, Marti wouldn't mind
spending it locked together this intimately.

Marti just smiled and began moving inside me, pulling himself slowly out

of my steaming folds.  I could sense in him that he wasn't the kind that

talked while making love as he withdrew from my quaking and moaning
body.  I stifled the urge to speak as well, letting us both fall into
the animal passions that were quickly building inside us.

I lifted my hips to hold him inside me as long as I could but he soon
pulled his tool to my gates again, and I could feel only the head of his

shaft inside me.  He looked down at me, looking into the eyes of a lust-

crazed woman, and a shimmer of regret seemed to twinkle in his eyes for
a second before he plunged into me again.  My eyelids closed as I let
out a cry of fulfillment.  He may have been uncertain, but he was giving

me a wonderful fuck.

I thrust my hips back to me his thrust, and I was impaled again.  He
gave me another moment to enjoy the wonderful fullness of having his
cock inside me before he pulled back again.  He plunged into me again a
moment later and I pulled him down on top of me, and pressing my lips to

his.  We humped shallowly into each other as our tongues danced
together.  I felt completely whole in that moment, joined perfectly with

the other half of my soul.

It wasn't long before Marti was grunting wildly and pounding his shaft
into me with wonderful force.  I knew he wasn't conditioned like I was
to make the experience last, but I did my best to keep him on the edge.
He was determined to enjoy me in his own way, and I did nothing to
hinder his enjoyment of my eager flesh.

He pulled me out of my pleasure filled haze with a sudden squeeze on my
jiggling breasts.  He looked down and smiled as I cooed while he kneaded

my pillowy tits.  With his hands still playing with my chest, I felt him

shift his hips and I cried out in surprised wonder as he played across
my clit with each new thrust.  If I hadn't been conditioned to come
after my partner, I would have been quivering in orgasm right then, as
it was I went wild with lust and fucked him back as hard as I could.

Suddenly I felt Marti's hands fall away from my chest and grip my ass.
He bent down again and kissed me as he plunged his shaft into my depths
and sent his seed shooting into my depths.  We cried out instantly into
each other's lips as we came together.  I milked his shaft as it poured
wonderful volumes of Marti's seed into my depths.  My only regret was
that I was still on the pill, that I couldn't give him a child today.

Marti rolled onto his back taking me along with him and keeping his cock

still inside me.  He looked up into my eyes and smiled joyously.  My
heart warmed, knowing he had enjoyed me just as much as I had him.  We
really had made a wonderful couple.

"I've never felt anything like that before, Ana, it was great!" Marti
sighed, running his hands along my back and over my rump.  His fingers
lighting fire all along my smooth skin as he did.

I just giggled and kissed him playfully.  "Of course, silly, I
conditioned to be a great lover.  I really enjoyed your performance
too."

"You better not remind me too much or I might just decide to keep you
the way you are.  You have to admit a willing sex toy is something a man

doesn't have offered everyday." Marti laughed as he squeezed my ass.  I
could feel him getting hard in me again and hoped he'd take advantage of

me at least once more before the day was over.  At the very least I was
enjoying having my naked body resting on top of his, enjoying his
closeness and our intimacy.

"Yeah, I know, but you know I can't stop you, until my programming is
removed, I'll do anything you say." I squeezed down on his already stiff

cock to emphasize my point.  Pleasing Marti was still at the core of my
purpose in life.  Sure, I wanted my old life back, or at least the
freedom to choose my own destiny, but at this moment I was in Marti's
arms, and he was even more important that such selfish concerns.

"Well I guess one more little romp wouldn't hurt anything, then I'll
have to get going.  I have a lot to do if I'm going to have a chance to
take this place down." Marti said.  He pulled my head down and kissed me

again with a wonderful passion I'd missed with all those partners I'd
fucked here at school.  This wasn't just sex, we both knew, it was more
than that, may be even love, though I could only dare to dream that
Marti shared those feeling at this point.

We fucked wildly again, passionately like two long lost lovers.  I don't

know how many more times he came inside me, but we spent the afternoon
locked together in beautiful harmony.  Then, finally it was time for
Marti to leave, I'd already kept him longer than he'd planned, not that
either of us regretted it.  We quickly dressed again, though both of us
had that wonderful look of having spent an afternoon in a lover's arms.
We smelled it too, and I felt like his seed would be dripping from me
for weeks.

"Now remember to act like everything is normal, Ana.  I should be able
to get something together soon, but you can't give us away before then.
You think you can do it?" Marti asked with his hands over my shoulders
and a concerned look in his eye.

"I will, I have to.  Be careful, Marti." I answered.  There wasn't any
choice, this wasn't just my fate, it was his in the balance as well.  I
could handle loosing myself again, but the thought of costing Marti his
freedom was more than I could bear to think about.

"Be careful yourself, Ana." He bent down and gave me a warm kiss.
Certainly we weren't going to part yet, we would do that officially back

at the main gate, but once we set off down the path again, I would be
the new sex toy Ana again.  This was our last moment of honesty before
the act would begin.

The walk back was quiet, we both were still fresh in the afterglow of
our coupling and we had said everything that we needed to say.  All that

was left was that last mile, and we strolled patiently hand in hand.
Finally, we reached the gate, Marti checked out and we gave our formal
good-byes.  I don't think anyone would have thought it was just an act
when we kissed openly and Marti fondled me.  I'm not even sure it was,
but it didn't matter as it was over too soon and I was left alone again.

Mr. Redgar smiled as Marti left, obviously happy that Mr. Reiner would
have his new daughter in law, and doubtlessly gain a nice reward for
accomplishing the feat.  I just padded my way back to my dorm, showered
and went to bed as the sun was setting.  It had been a long, tiring and
wonderful day and I just put my head on the pillow and dozed off to a
land of wonderful dreams.

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