Author: Farleven
Title: Free Ride II- Saving The Toys
Keywords: mc, Mf,  ff, md

I've never been much of one for sequels, at least in my own writing,
so this is the first one so far :)  Generally, I prefer to write the 
whole story and be done, but the ending of Free Ride just didn't sit
well enough with me, so here's the rest of the story :).  There's 
plenty of sex, probably too much, if that's possible, and nothing
really violent, excluding the whole notion of basically toying with
a person's free will.  Anyway, I hope someone enjoys this and I look
forward to any comments and criticism that you can offer, I can't get
better if I don't know what's wrong :)  

Disclaimer:  this story contains representations of graphic sex acts, 
if you find such material objectionable or you are not an adult do not 
read any further.  This story may be archived or distributed through a 
web site only so long as the site is not commercial, and this notice is 
left intact and unaltered.  I also ask that I be contacted before the 
story is posted.  

Free Ride II- Saving The Toys ( mc, Mf,  ff, md )
by Farleven     farleven@yahoo.com
January 2002
http://www.asstr.org/~farleven/


"Wake up sleepy head!  It's Saturday, you don't want to be wasting all 
day dozing when there's so many better things to be doing on you back!" 
Kylie teased as she playfully squeezed on my breasts.  We'd taken to 
this method for waking each other after we got used to sharing the same 
bed.  It was a lot more enjoyable than some droning alarm clock.

I moaned as she fondled me and opened my eyes just in time to see her 
bend down and kiss me.  I puckered just in time to meet her lips and 
slipped my tongue across for our little dance.  I could still taste the 
cum on her lips from her partner last night and savored the salty 
flavor.  I'd only received a bed squeaking fuck out of my guy the 
previous evening.  He was good though, and I felt my pussy twinge at the 
memory of his nice thick pole pounding into me.

"Good morning to you too!" I laughed as we broke our embrace.  I let my 
hands roam over my roommates lithe little body as she looked down at me.  
"Thanks for the taste too, my guy left all of his up my pussy."

"Yeah, I know you loved it too, I heard you screaming." Kylie smiled and 
gave my tit's another squeeze before she rolled off.

"Yeah, he was a great fuck, I wish I always got a ride like that, but 
the underclassmen just aren't equipped." I replied, sitting up at the 
side of my bed.  It was true unfortunately, not that it mattered, every 
night we got random partners, male and female and got to have an evening 
of guiltless fucking.  Every week we had to write down how our partners 
performed and we got a review on our performance so that we could 
improve our technique.  

As I sat there for a moment, Kylie stole a look at my chest and stared 
for a moment.  She had a strange look like she was trying to figure 
something out, and I just let her be for a moment.

"What are you looking at?" I asked, trying to sound like I was angry as 
I pressed out my tits for her inspection.  

"I was just realizing how big your breasts have gotten." Kylie answered, 
still staring at my exposed chest.

"Yeah, I know." I said cupping my nicely rounded breasts.  "Those breast 
expansion pills really worked great!  I know Marti will just love them 
too, though I think he wants another half cup or so before they'll be 
perfect."

I nearly wet myself just thinking about Marti, and I couldn't stop from 
squeezing my tits and wishing they were his hands enjoying his wife's 
nice big tits.  A spark still flared inside me though, telling me just 
how wrong all of this was, but I didn't let it stop me anymore.  Sure, I 
knew I was being turned into the perfect sex slave wife for some spoiled 
upper crust kid, but I had also been programmed to like it.

Kylie cupped her own rather smallish breasts and looked thoughtful for a 
moment. "May be I should try those out, I mean I really don't want to go 
with silicon and who ever heard of a call girl with this small of a 
bust."

I just moaned, still lost in my own wistful fantasies about being fucked 
by my fianc‚e while my hand furiously rubbed my little clity.  I'd never 
met him, but my programming tapes already had me loving just the thought 
of him.  As I felt my climax coming, I reached between my breasts and 
lifted up my new locket.  I opened it and came as I looked into the 
picture of my handsome and manly fianc‚e.

"Jeez, Ana, I'm almost glad I'm going to be a call girl rather than turn 
into some love sick bimbo with big tits." Kylie teased as I cried out in 
release.

"You just jealous because I'm going to have one cock all to myself!" I 
stuck out my tongue at her and then laughed.  "Just listen to us!  They 
didn't even have to work us over and we're already the perfect little 
sex slaves they want us to be."

"Yeah, I know, it's so weird too.  I mean, I know it's wrong now, but I 
still can't stop thinking of how to train myself better.  I've got to be 
a really good little slut or I won't make enough money for the school.  
At least I get to enjoy being a sex toy.  You can't say it doesn't have 
its perks." Kylie replied as she stood up.  She ran her hands down her 
naked sides and I drooled a little as I watched.  It wasn't hard to 
notice that Kylie was becoming more of a classy slut every day.

"Yep, sex all the time, and I never get tired of it.  In fact I could 
use a good fuck right now.  Do you think the men's shower is still 
busy?" I asked as I got up and jiggle my breasts a bit.  It was still 
neat having such big tits.  I'd been happy with my old pair before but 
they wouldn't have been good enough for Marti.  He deserved better than 
some flat chested wife.

"Of course it will be on a Saturday morning, they fuck till after noon, 
you'd remember that if you didn't always have Marti on your brain." 
Kylie slinked across the room and grabbed her towel and threw it over 
her shoulder.  "If you don't dawdle too much, we can get going and give 
some boys a real workout."

I giggled and ran over for my own towel and followed Kylie's swaying ass 
out into the hall.  I didn't even fight to catch up more than that 
though, it was far more enjoyable watching her ass sway as she glided 
down the hall.

Kylie had walked about half way down the hall when she suddenly stopped 
and turned.  "You're staring at my ass again aren't you!"

"Of course, I am!  I could just follow behind your behind for hours." I 
answered, blushing slightly, though not from embarrassment.  She had 
such a delightful little rump that it was hard not to enjoy it.  It was 
times like this that I was actually glad they had made me bisexual.  It 
would have been such a shame to go through life and not have had a 
chance to enjoy Kylie's sweet little ass as she walked down the halls.

"Good, I just wanted to be sure you weren't sulking or anything back 
there." Kylie replied then continued on her way to the showers.  She 
made sure to wiggle her ass nicely too, and I knew she was doing it for 
my benefit.  I'd have to thank her properly later.

The halls were empty and we really hadn't checked the time or we'd have 
known it was still pretty early.  Still the showers weren't empty and we 
were both pleased to find four other guys washing themselves down.  With 
no more than a shared lustful looked, Kylie and I strutted out into the 
showers, naked and ready for action.

There were two guys on either side of the shower and Kylie picked one 
off to the right and sauntered on over to him.  I looked over to the 
left, and chose my own morning partner as I watched his cock rising as 
his eyes took in my every curve.  My own juices were still well churned 
from my earlier fun, but it was always got me hot when a guy hardens 
just from looking at me.

I walked up to him and gently lifted up his chin till his eyes were even 
with mine.  I pressed myself forward until my nipples were running 
across his firm chest and his nice hard cock was rubbing against my 
stomach.  I stayed there for a moment, letting him finish stiffening 
against my smooth flesh.  

"Hi there, Curtis.  I watched you staring at me the other day in sex 
stamina class during our exercises.  How would you like to see what you 
missed while you were riding Melanie?" I probed as I rubbed myself 
against him.  That was a fun class too.  Lots of fucking and always the 
effort to keep from coming and keeping your partner on the edge too.  Of 
course this is the last class of the day so we could go all night, not 
that we'd quite progressed that far in our studies.

"Sure, Ana.  I just love you're new tits too." Curtis said eagerly.  He 
reached down and gave my rack a wonderful squeeze.

"Thanks, I'm growing them for my fianc‚e." I beamed, happy to have male 
approval on my improved bust.  I place my hands over his and helped him 
give another nice squeeze to my breasts.

"I'm sure he'll love them, just like I'm sure he'll love doing this!" 
Curtis laughed as he wrapped his hands around my ass and lifted me up.  
I squealed happily as he pulled me up over his cock.

I quickly wrapped my hands around his neck and spread my legs as wide as 
I could given my position.  I smiled as I felt his shaft probing into my 
engorged nether lips.  I'd been horny all morning thinking about Marti 
and my pussy was just aching to be used.  Curtis didn't waste any time 
and to my satisfaction proved his own skill as he sank me down on top of 
his shaft without needing to guide himself in.  I moaned softly as I 
felt his cock head spreading me and slowly sinking into my flesh.  As he 
gently speared my steaming passage, I marveled at just how wondrous it 
felt to be penetrated.  No matter how many times a cock plowed it's way 
into me, I always had this moment of astonishment at just how natural 
and wonderful it felt to have my pussy filled with a nice hard cock.

"Oh, yeah!  Ride you're little bitch!  Harder!  Harder!" Kylie screamed 
out, drawing off our attention from our own coupling.  I looked over 
curiously to see her on her hands and knees, panting as a guy pounded 
into her elf like body.  Her hair was all wet and matted, but still 
flowed back and forth with every thrust.  Between her screams of passion 
and encouragement she beamed, smiling widely as he pounded into her.

"I'm glad Kylie likes him, Josh doesn't usually get a lot of morning 
action without looking for it." Curtis said as he pushed himself fully 
into me with a satisfied grunt.  

"Well, I'm only worried about the nice thick cock of yours in my little 
ol' pussy.  Aren't you going to give me a nice hard fucking like a good 
slut deserves?  Or isn't my pussy good enough for you?" I whined a 
little, squirming on his shaft and squeezing it as hard as I could.  My 
pussy was feeling nicely full, but I really wanted to feel him pounding 
into me right now.

Curtis obliged without a word, turning us around and pressing my back to 
the shower wall and grabbing my ass hard.  I squeezed down on him again 
and prepared myself.

"Okay, slut, how's this!" He said as he pulled himself out of my 
steaming folds and swiftly threw himself into me again.  In no more than 
three strokes he was fiercely pounding into my eager flesh with fully 
male grunts of passion.  Of course I wasn't hiding my own sounds of 
passion while we fucked.

"Harder!  Harder!" I screeched between my own grunts as he plowed into 
me.  I groaned as he picked up the pace and it felt like we were 
becoming a steam engine.  This was just what I needed a nice hard fuck, 
and I had the good fortune for his cock to be giving my clit a nice 
hardy rub with every thrust.  Every time he pushed back in, sparks of 
passion rippled through me as he trailed across my sensitive nub with is 
shaft.
Curtis just grunted more as he rutted into me, staring at my bouncing 
tits.  This wasn't a pace made for endurance though and we both knew it 
as our groans grew harsher with every swift thrust.

"Oh, yeah, fuck me good!" I groaned as everything seamed to swirl away 
into a world of pure lust, and animalistic passion.  My position didn't 
lend itself to easily meet his thrusts, and I let myself enjoy that 
wonderful limitation as we fucked passionately in the shower quickly 
building to our release.

It wasn't long before I sensed that Curtis was nearing his climax, and I 
let go my own control, letting my pussy squeeze down on him in my own 
orgasm.  I felt his seed pouring into my depths a moment later.  I 
leaned forward a bit and kissed him gently as he finished squirting into 
me.  This was another thing that was different getting used to, the 
feeling of cum inside me, it was almost second nature in a way but it 
was still novel at the same time.  

"Thanks, Curt, I really needed that." I smiled as he backed me off the 
wall and pulled me up and off his softening member.  I cooed as I felt 
him pull out, regretting my pussy would go empty again.  I set my feet 
down on the floor again as he set me down and giggle internally as I 
felt his seed trickle down my inner thigh.

"Anytime, Ana, just stop by." Curtis replied, then continued on with his 
shower as I started mine.

I considered this for a moment as I watched Kylie still bucking on the 
floor in front of my, moaning as she was being ridden.  Sex had become 
refreshingly open around campus, something I knew was wrong, but like 
everything else, was left to enjoy.  As I lathered over my new breasts I 
wondered if I would really stop even if I had the choice.  There was a 
lot to be said for guiltless sex, even with the price tag I currently 
found attached.

"So, you really think my tits are nice?" I asked as I turned to Curtis 
while soaping my tits.  I was pretty self conscious about them lately, I 
suppose it was due to the fact that I new they were an important part of 
Marti's sex drive and I wanted to be perfect for him.  

"I don't think there's a part of you that isn't beautiful, Ana.  You 
don't have anything to worry about pleasing your fianc‚e." Curtis 
replied as he looked over my body with the openness only a fellow 
student could.

I blushed slightly at the compliment and posed for him a moment, letting 
the shower wash the lather off my breasts.  "Thanks, Curtis.  So what's 
you're life going to be?"

"I'm going to be marrying Sophia Jones, she's the heiress to the Corval 
Media Corp, and she's a really lovely woman too." Curtis beamed as he 
spoke out even this short description of his own bride to be.  

"That sounds great, I hope you have a great marriage." I replied as I 
continued to wash myself off, being careful to leave his seed till last.  

Curtis just smiled the same smile everyone got when they talked about 
their new lives, regardless of what they would be doing.  Most were 
being married off like I was, but some like Kylie had other 
destinations.  Some would become high-class escorts while the rest would 
be used as sex toys for country clubs and corporate exec boards.  A few 
girls and guys had even been lined up to become toys for congressional 
use.  I didn't worry too much about it.  Like everyone else, I was 
content and even looking forward to my fate, and wished everyone else 
happiness in their own futures.  

Kylie's final screams of passions broke me out of my thoughts.  I 
watched attentively as she squirmed and writhed under her partner's 
furious thrusts.  Her face was twisted in ecstasy, and panting between 
screams as she pounded back into him.  Then they both let out a load 
final release, his hands tightly holding Kylie's hips in place as he 
came into her.  Kylie was quivering with pleasure, her eyes lidded over 
lust filled eyes.  I noticed out of the corner of my eyes that everyone 
else in the shower was eagerly watching the display as well, and quietly 
chuckled to myself.

While the happy couple was still shaking with their own passion I got on 
my hands and knees and crawled over to them, letting my breasts sway 
freely under me.  I watched silently as Josh pulled his shimmering cock 
out of Kylie's sweet little pussy and then stepped back.  I closed the 
gap and looked up into his eyes with my nose almost touching the tip of 
his cock.  I smiled at him and then looked ahead again and licked my 
lips.  With no more warning I opened my mouth and took the head of 
Josh's shaft into my mouth and ran my tongue over it.  I heard Josh moan 
out in obvious pleasure as I sampled the sweet taste of Kylie's pussy 
and Josh's seed.  I felt him getting hard again, just like a good sex 
toy does when it's needed.  

Just as I was slipping more of his cock into my mouth I felt a pair of 
hands grab onto my ass and felt the familiar pressure of a cock seeking 
entry.  This was going to be a good morning after all I swooned, 
spreading my legs a bit to welcome my next lover.  I moaned around 
Josh's cock as I felt another cock slip into my pussy, quickly sinking 
to my warm and ready depths.  I squeezed my pussy to welcome him and 
turned my attention back to the cock in my mouth, being careful to suck 
and lick it nicely.

The guy in my pussy didn't waste any time, picking up a swift fucking 
pace with his first thrust.  I simply purred with satisfaction and kept 
on sucking Josh off, who was already moaning wildly.  My next surprise 
came a moment later when I felt someone's lips wrap around my left 
nipple and give a nice suck while their other hand caressed my other 
breast.

I was in sexual heaven now.  It wasn't since my own virgin party that I 
had so many lovers paying attention to my seething flesh at once.  I 
knew it was Kylie working her usual magic on my breasts, and I didn't 
even need to know who was using my pussy so long as they kept pumping 
away so nicely.  I did my best to pleasure them all too.  It wasn't easy 
humping and sucking all at the same time while I sent on hand roaming to 
find Kylie's sweet spot.

Josh began to twitch in my mouth and I knew he was about to come again.  
I pulled back just a bit and tickled his balls with my free hand.  He 
shot off instantly, filling my mouth with the wonderful taste of semen.  
I carefully licked off the rest of his cock as I held his seed in my 
mouth, and let him pull out with a light pop from my lips.

Just then Kylie stopped sucking on my nipple and I heard her light voice 
speak from under me. "Cum train, guys!"

With that, the cock in my pussy pounded hard for a moment then sank deep 
into me and I felt the squirts of semen flow into me.  I came instantly, 
shivering in ecstasy.  It had became common knowledge that the women had 
all be programmed to orgasm whenever a guy shot off in our pussy no 
matter how close we were before.  As soon as he stopped squirting I felt 
him pull out of my quivering pussy with a wet slurp.  I moaned aloud 
again with my mouth now empty and was surprised a moment later when 
another guy plunged his cock into me without warning.  

No sooner had he sank into me up to his balls did his cock begin 
squirting off inside me.  Again I came, harder this time than before, 
and moaned loudly in approval to my treatment.  I didn't even flinch 
when I felt my pussy close up as he pulled out.  Another guy followed 
him, plowing into my well-used hole and giving me another orgasm 
inducing squirt of seed.

I don't know how long I lasted there, resting on my elbows as cock after 
cock plowed into me and left me quivering with another orgasm and a new 
load of semen in my pussy.  I felt my orgasms building up, each one 
fiercer than the last until time and space were all a memory and I was 
left floating on a nameless pleasure.  There was nothing to do but 
accept the pleasure, and I drifted off to a blissful oblivion.

***


My own moans of pleasure welcomed me out of my orgasmic haze as I felt a 
friendly tongue exploring my tender pussy.  I was lying boobs down on 
the floor of the shower with my legs spread.  I guessed I hadn't been 
here too long, or else someone would have carried me off to my bed to 
recover.  The tongue probing my nether lips were unrelenting, and I 
tilted my ass a bit to give better access to my mound.

Who ever it was giggled girlishly as I repositioned myself but didn't 
stop licking for a moment.

"Okay, Ana, get onto your hands and knees and then tilt your pussy down 
once I'm licking you again." Kylie chimed.  She must have been waiting 
for me to recover, and I didn't let her wait long for my own compliance.  

As I got back onto my knees I wondered what this was about, but I wasn't 
going to let Kylie wait on that.  As soon as I felt her tongue in my 
pussy again, I tilted my ass down and felt something shift inside my 
pussy.  I realized that it was all the cum from those guys and that 
Kylie was going to eat it.  I lamented the fact for a moment, but let 
the gooey flow continue right out my channel and onto Kylie's waiting 
tongue.

"I think that's all of it you greedy little pig." I sneered as I felt 
the last drops run out of me.  Kylie gave me one big lick and then 
pulled back and came around me.  She was smiling widely, and bent in to 
kill me.  I pressed my lips to hers and soon our tongues and a couple 
dozen guy's seed was flowing between our mouths.  I savored the tastes 
and we kept our lips locked for a small eternity before parting again.

"So, how did you like it?" Kylie asked playfully. 

"It was great, how long have I been missing out?" I certainly wouldn't 
have missed out on this kind of fun by choice, and was kind of shocked 
that Kylie hadn't told me.  We were closer than sisters since being 
turned into coed sex toys and I couldn't believe that she would keep 
something this good to herself.

"I was just introduced yesterday after Western Civ.  Of course I got 
about forty guys and you only got 23 but I didn't hear you complaining." 
Kylie beamed.  The glint in her eye told me she was fondly remembering 
her initiation to this little technique.

"How could I?  I was too busy cumming to worry about anything other than 
screaming for more!  Was this a plan of yours?" I asked.  Even after her 
transformation Kylie hadn't stopped being Kylie.  She still had her fun 
little schemes and surprises, though now most of them involved me in 
strange sexual positions.  I never had reason to complain though, since 
I was usually moaning out in pleasure thanks to her efforts.

"No, but when I noticed a whole bunch of guys watching you sucking off 
Josh, I figured you wouldn't mind." Kylie replied, standing up and 
helping me to my feet.

I wobbled up and let her support me for a moment as I adjusted.  My body 
was still weak from the sweeping orgasms and now I could feel the 
tenderness all about too.  My pussy ached a bit and my breasts felt like 
they had whiplash, something I supposed was to be expected from my new 
bust.  

"Thanks, Kylie, I don't know where I would be without you." I reached 
over and hugged her.  We stood there naked and dripping for a moment, 
breasts to breast.  I felt amazed for a moment that I didn't even feel 
the need to make use of Kylie's lovely little body for a change.  For 
the first time in weeks, I was actually sexually sated, and it had only 
taken 23 guys to do it I giggled to myself.

"Hey girls, you two up for some action?" Charlie Robins asked as he 
strolled into the showers.  I hadn't even noticed that Kylie and I had 
been alone, but quickly found that we had been until he'd came in.

"Sorry, Chuck, we've had our fill for the morning, you'll have to check 
in later." Kylie replied.

"No problem, I'm sure I'll be welcome down in the women's shower." 
Charlie said before turning around and walking back out of the shower.  
He would be welcome too, he was actually a pretty popular coed among us 
girls, both well equipped and skilled.  Normally, I wouldn't have spread 
myself for him without a second thought, but I was actually sated, and 
simply let Kylie drag my exhausted body back to our room. 

It wouldn't be until that afternoon that I would really consider the 
irony of taking a nap this early in the morning, but I was too tired.  
As soon as Kylie had me back in our bed I was asleep and dreaming.

***


Just like every other weekend since my virgin party I spent the rest of 
the weekend fucking sucking and licking anyone who would have me.  Which 
was pretty much anyone who wasn't already busy.  Class work hadn't been 
an issue since the first days at school and my classes were split 
between sex ed and normal humanities style classes.

That was one of the strange things of this new life, going in and having 
a lecture on ancient Greek civilization, classical music, or literature.  
It was so oddly normal, that it was strange to my new sex oriented way 
of thinking.  Every once in a while I remembered how Mr. Reiner said 
that I would be trained to be a good wife for Marti, not just his sex 
pet.  Rationally, I knew that meant that this new existence I'd found 
wouldn't last forever, just until they had me ready for my next phase of 
training to be a good wife.  The normal classes were a part of that, 
giving me a background in things to talk about for polite conversation.  
I giggled just thinking about the reaction some snobby socialite would 
have if she knew that the refined and cultured Ana was noting more than 
a brainwashed sex toy.

Of course I knew that I wasn't quite brainwashed.  Certainly, they'd had 
a go at changing my way of thinking, but deep down I was still me, aside 
from the complete lack of sexual inhibition and my fixation with my 
fianc‚e.  Still, I couldn't do much more than enjoy the days and wait 
for whatever training I was would receive next.


***



As winter progressed little seemed to change, classes went on and so did 
the fully traditional after class activities which seemed to consume 
more time every day.  Not that I minded, I was acing all my classes 
except for my sex training classes, and I needed all the practice I 
could get.  There wasn't any trouble getting people together for 
cramming sessions either, and it was certainly a lot of fun.

It wasn't until the warmer days of spring came that I suddenly felt a 
new shift in my warped little world.  I had been looking forward to 
these days since late fall, I'd be able to go out dressed properly 
again, not all buttoned up to keep warm.  It wasn't until I was actually 
tying my blouse under my braless breasts on the first warm day of April 
that I began to feel strange.

"Kylie, do you think this is a bit too revealing?" I asked, posing 
slightly to give my roommate a pretty much unobstructed view of my large 
tits through the opening in my blouse.

"No more than when you wore it last fall, aside from bigger boobs.  Why 
do you ask?" Kylie asked as she donned her own revealing outfit, a 
skintight top and pantiless miniskirt combination that had my pussy 
dripping just thinking about it.

"I just feel kind of exposed, almost like when I first came here." I 
answered.  In my first weeks, I'd slowly came around to this more 
liberal form of dress, but it had felt strange then, just like I felt 
now.  

"I know what you mean, I know I've been looking forward to getting out 
of my winter wrap too, but I just don't quite feel comfortable dressed 
like this." Kylie stated, running her hands down her sides.  "I need 
something classy but it can't hide anything from the customers and this 
just looks trampy."

"You're doing it again!" I giggled.  Every day Kylie seemed to slip 
further into her new business attitude, of course her business was to be 
a high-class prostitute for the academy.

"Well, at least I'm not going on about my fianc‚e all the time!" Kylie 
shot back.  For a moment I could see the real Kylie's fire in her eyes.  
Neither of us had really been able to fight our conditioning, especially 
since it had been so insidiously planted all around.  Still, Kylie 
managed to spark genuine outrage at her fate occasionally.  Unlike me, 
she was being subjected to a fate that would never have been acceptable 
to her, and that helped her, but it wasn't enough to really break free.  
I had always hoped to get married, though certainly not under these 
circumstances, and I figured that my own conditioning had long since 
coopted that desire to aid in building my current subservience to my 
fate.

"Sorry, Kylie, you know I can't help it." I tried to sooth her.

"I know, I just remember sometimes who I was before becoming Kylie the 
happy whore.  To bad I can't keep angry, it might keep me from wanting 
skip my morning classes for a good romp with my roommate." Kylie beamed 
as her eyes lustfully roamed my exposed flesh.  As always, the fire 
turned to lust, and we'd actually missed a few classes fucking away 
Kylie's anguish.  

"Yeah, too bad we don't have time today, but I think we're going to have 
to go clothes shopping." I blushed under her gaze.  I stood back for a 
second as I actually realized I was holding my arms over my breasts to 
impede Kylie's view. "Am I really doing this?"

"I wish you weren't, your new shy streak is really getting me hot." 
Kylie stood up and quickly closed the distance between us.  She stopped 
when she'd pressed her tits into mine and then looked up into my eyes. 
"And we aren't going to be making it to our morning classes today."

I don't think I'd turned so many shades of red since my dad accidentally 
walked in on me once when I was getting out of the shower.  This time 
though, I was also so hot that when Kylie bent in and kissed me I forgot 
everything about my classes and let the morning fly away in my 
roommate's arms.

***


It took us most of the day to get wrapped out of each other's arms and 
finally get onto more important things.  We got dressed as best as we 
could, but I still wasn't very comfortable.  I was able to pull out a 
knee length skirt from my original wardrobe, but my new bust made it 
impossible to me to wear any of my old shirts without looking indecent.  
Finally, I sucked it up and tied a blouse under my tits and went with 
Kylie off to the school store.  Kylie hadn't been as bad off as I had, 
she just didn't like her clothes.  I actually was embarrassed to be 
parading around like I was.  

"I never thought I would see that shade of red in you again." Kylie 
giggled as we strolled towards the store.

"I can't help it, I feel like everybody's looking at me and especially 
at these." I held my hands under my jiggling breasts.  "You know the 
worst thing though?"

"No, what?" 

"I'm so turned on right now that I'm trickling down my leg." I whispered 
back.  I couldn't believe it, but I was getting hot just because of my 
embarrassment.  

"Wow, Marti must like his girls shy." Kylie giggled.

I would have been blushing even deeper if I could have.  Just the 
thought of being dressed like this in front of my beloved would have 
been enough to leave me swooning.  "I sure hope so."

Thankfully we made it to the store quickly and I went straight to 
shopping.  We weren't alone, I could swear that most of the student body 
was doing pretty much everything that Kylie and I were doing.  Everyone 
was shopping for clothes, and for the most part they were far more 
modest than the common attire we all had been wearing.

This didn't really cut down on my embarrassment though.  I was still 
strutting around with my loose top, giving far to good a view of my 
naked tits to guys.  All the while, my pussy was just boiling.  Finally, 
I'd found a couple of nice dresses that seemed to meet with my new 
sensibilities and I stumbled my way over to the dressing rooms.

I quickly raced into the first unlocked stall.  I swept in, and closed 
the door behind me.  Just as I began to let out a sigh of relief and I 
turned from the door and bumped chest first right into a half naked guy.  
My eyes swept over his naked chest and I felt my burning need claim me.  
My embarrassment earlier had charged me up, and now that I was in easy 
reach of a near naked man in a somewhat private place I lost all 
control.  I reached down and undid the knot in my blouse and pulled it 
open so he could get a good view of my tits.  With a shirk of my 
shoulders I stood before him with my chest heaving naked to his leering 
gaze and I look up at him.

"Hi there, I'm sorry to barge in on you like this but since we're both 
here I hope you don't mind if I share the space." I panted as I just 
rode my arousal.  Around here there wasn't much doubt about what the 
coeds were willing to do.  We still had to do our little dances, I 
guess, but we knew our roles.  I was certainly ready to play mine too, 
my pussy was dripping and just aching to be used.

"Not at all, so long as you don't mind sharing you're hot little ass." 
He smiled, his eyes not even moving from my heaving bosom.

"I thought you'd never ask." I giggled and slid my skirt off my hips and 
let it fall around my feet.  I quickly spun around and squeezed my back 
to his chest.  I reached around and hooked my fingers into the elastic 
on his boxers and pulled them down, sliding myself down his body as I 
freed his tool.  I stood up again, and reach for his hands and gently 
held them over my breasts.  I cooed as he gave me a quick squeeze as I 
rubbed his shaft with my ass.  "Now why don't you fuck me, stud?"

"Anything for a lady." He said, giving me another pleasant squeeze 
before running his hands down to my hips.  I knew what was next and 
quickly bent forward and grabbed onto the top edge of the stall and 
spread my legs for him.  I felt the head of his shaft probing my tender 
folds a moment later and wiggled as best I could to help him.

I gasped as I felt him slip the tip of his cock into me.  I tried to 
push back and slip him further in, but he held me tightly in place.  He 
slipped his cock back out of my gates and ran his head over my nether 
lips again.  I could feel him spreading my steaming folds teasingly, and 
all I could do was mew with mounting frustration.

"Oh, god, please, just fuck me!" I screamed as I tried to wriggle out of 
his iron grasp and impale myself on his tormenting shaft.  Still, it 
wasn't any use, he had me, and seemed intent to continue teasing my 
anxious flesh.  Outside of a couple classes I hadn't been this worked up 
before, and I was quickly loosing my grasp on any self-control I had 
left.

I don't know just how long he kept teasing me.  My senses quickly 
wrapped around every spurious touch on my aroused flesh.  I begged 
between my pants, screaming to be used as loudly as I could while he ran 
his cock over my pussy.  He even humped my nether lips a few times while 
I whined for more.

"What do you want?" He finally asked, his cock still teasing me.  

"Fuck!  Please!" I cried.  My pussy was aching to be filled and I was 
sobbing from the torment as I still held onto the top edge of the stall.

"And who are you?" He asked.

"Ana, your slut fuck toy bitch!" I sobbed.  "Please, fuck me!"

"Why are you here?" He laughed.

"To let you ram your hard cock into my pussy and let you fuck me like 
the bitch in heat I am!  Please, just use me, fuck me!" I screamed as he 
suddenly tightened his grip and rammed his shaft into me up to his 
balls.  I felt my world rock under me as a climactic wave rolled across 
my flesh.  All his teasing had brought me to a pinnacle I hadn't 
expected and now I was quivering from my release with his shaft lodged 
firmly in my depths.

"How did you like that?" He asked as I he grabbed my waist and pulled me 
up till my back was resting against his chest.  He reached under my arms 
and began gently fondling my breasts and teasing my nipples.

"It was great, thank you." I cooed, wiggling my ass a bit and squeezing 
down a bit on his shaft in thanks.  I giggle slightly as I felt him 
twitch inside me in response.

"You have very nice breasts, Ana." He complimented while rubbing my 
wonderful mounds.  I was really beginning to enjoy this encounter, a 
nice warm-up, wonderful orgasm and now a cock in my pussy and two gentle 
hands on my breasts.

"Thanks, I grew them for my fianc‚e, he likes his women with big boobs." 
I felt myself glow slightly just at the thought of Marti.  I held his 
hands over my chest as he continued to play with me.

"A man after my own heart." He replied.  He let go of my right tit and 
ran his hand over my stomach, rubbing my smooth tummy as he went.  His 
hand then slipped between my legs and I moaned as he found my aroused 
little clit with the tip of a finger.

In moments he was playing my body like a fiddle, rubbing squeezing and 
pumping while I shamelessly cried out in passion.  He knew just how to 
keep a girl going, and rolled me through orgasm after amazing orgasm, 
all with his shaft firmly seated inside me.

"Aren't you going to fuck me?" I panted in a rare moment of calm between 
his attentions.  I had lost all track of time, but it felt like he had 
been inside me forever, and aside from a few accentuating pumps, he 
hadn't moved to fuck me.  It wasn't that I didn't like the attention, 
rather I found it unsporting not to give him some pleasure after so 
skillfully playing me.

"My mistress has given me explicit instructions not to fuck for my 
pleasure, but I am to please any woman who crosses my path.  I'm also 
not allowed to cum unless in her wonderfully tight pussy or at her 
command." He said.

"Oh, that kind of sucks." I replied, wiggling myself on him a bit.

"That's okay, my mistress is a great woman, and she even let me take her 
oldest daughter Sara's cherry this Christmas while she watched.  Sara's 
going to be my plaything when my mistress isn't using me." He beamed.  
"Sara's a great little fucker too thanks to a special fall session here 
for high schoolers."

I just shuddered a bit at that thought, a woman doing this to her own 
daughter.  An unexpected thrill ran through me as a fleeting thought 
considered how nice it would be to give our daughter's to Marti once 
they'd grown up.  I knew just how terrible such a thought was, but what 
should have been outrage just came out as pure lust.  I shuddered as 
another orgasm ripped through me.

"Well, bad boy, you may not be able to come, but I would just love to 
feel you pumping into me for a couple of orgasms of my own, if you don't 
mind." I moaned.  

"Of course I don't mind.  I am just a boy toy after all." He replied as 
I bent over again.  I positioned myself for a good fuck and grabbed onto 
the top of the stall again.  No sooner had my fingers grabbed onto the 
top edge than he began fucking me.
"Oh, yeah, just like that!  Give it to me!" I moaned as he plowed into 
my steaming pussy.  He was well hung, and thanks to countless classes he 
knew how to use it.  I was soon bouncing on his shaft as he rammed into 
me with a wonderful fury.  It wasn't long before I was lost in my own 
passion again, crying out as he again played with my flesh.  I was his 
instrument, and he rolled me through another series of heart stopping 
orgasms.

Finally, I'd used up the last of my strength and my hold on the edge 
slipped.  He caught me before I had the chance to fall, and I swooned 
for a moment in his arms.  

"Okay, Ana, I think that's enough for today.  I'm glad you enjoyed it, 
but I really need to be going unless you insist I stay." He said as he 
held my quivering flesh to his chest.  His cock was still rock hard 
inside me, but I knew it would be right for me to keep him any longer.

"You can go.  I want to thank you for a great time, I'm sorry you 
couldn't have enjoyed it more though." I replied, savoring these last 
moments with him inside me.

"I had fun too, don't worry.  I could hardly feel bad about giving a 
beautiful girl like you a good time." He said as he pulled himself out 
of my dripping passage.  I moaned as I felt my pussy shrink back and my 
nether lips close around his retreating shaft.  This was always the 
worst part, those first moments of being unfilled again after such a 
passionate fuck.

"Well, have fun, and I hope you get to come again soon, you deserve it." 
I said as I watched him get dressed.  It was then that I remembered why 
I'd came here in the first place and was relieved to find that I hadn't 
trampled all over the dresses I'd brought to try on.  

"Don't worry, I'll be visiting Sara this weekend and we'll have a lot of 
fun." He said as he pulled on his shirt.  "Have fun, Ana."

I just waved meekly at him as he strolled out the door of the changing 
room, and I quickly went about trying on some dresses.  I wondered idly 
if Kylie had waited for me as I noticed my watch tell me almost a half-
hour had passed while I was enjoying myself.  If she hadn't stayed I'd 
meet up with her soon enough, I figured, and went back to the business 
at hand.

The dresses I had brought were all rather modest, if a bit out dated 
fashion wise.  Their skirts fell about to my knees, the neckline was 
comfortably above my cleavage and the sleeves fell about half way on my 
upper arm.  As I twirled for the mirror, I definitely felt good about 
how I looked.  Sure I was some kind of cute reject from the forties or 
something but I knew this was what I was supposed to wear.  This was 
another of those times where I realized that my choices weren't my own.  
Sure, I'd never been much on clothes, but dresses had certainly been out 
of the question in my old life.  Still, this was what Marti wanted, and 
I was here to please him.

I strolled out of the dressing room wearing my favorite selection, and 
looked around for Kylie.  I didn't see her, so I walked down to the 
counter.  As I was strolling I looked up and gasped as I saw the screen 
of one of the stores monitors.  I blushed what I assume was a bright 
crimson as I watched myself fucking that guy in the dressing room.  It 
didn't surprise me that they'd have cameras in those rooms, and I knew 
it wouldn't have mattered had I thought about it.  Still, here I was on 
screen shamelessly moaning while he fucked me.

"Great show, Ana!  This is going to go in the class video for sure!" 
Susan shouted as she saw me.  Susan had mellowed out a bit after her 
initial mistress streak last fall, and we'd enjoyed many even handed 
nights in one of our beds.

"Please don't say that!" I whimpered, blushing even deeper at the 
thought of having more people watching that tape.

"Wow, girl, you're really embarrassed.  That is so cool." Susan chimed 
back.  "For a girl to go from fucking any guy with a dick to being red 
as a beet.  Man they can really fuck us over."

"I just wish they had left me be.  I still have all these urges, I just 
feel so embarrassed about it all now." I replied.

Susan just smiled and gave my ass a squeeze, causing both shivers of 
pleasure to run through me and new shades of red to show on my face.  
"I've got to be going, but definitely keep that look, I'm going to have 
to spend some quality time with you later."

"Okay." I squeaked.  As soon as Susan had left I bolted for the counter 
and quickly bought my new dresses.  I had taken enough embarrassment 
today, and the sounds of my shameless fucking just about had me on the 
edge of hysteria.

Once I was out of the store I calmed down.  In fact I took a moment to 
enjoy the fine spring day that it was.  Well, I was on my way, I mused, 
one more step towards becoming Marti's sex toy wife.  I just smiled at 
the thought and basked in the sunlight as I head back to my room.

***


It was a week later that I was called into the counselor's office for a 
meeting.  I was a bit apprehensive, the last time I'd gone there I had 
found out that I was getting married and even got a very nice fuck from 
my future father in law.  As much as I enjoyed proving my worth to be 
his new daughter, I really didn't want any more surprises.  The fact 
that I was now behaving far more modestly gave me some hope that this 
wouldn't be too extreme of a meeting.

I was quickly buzzed into Mr. Redgar's office as soon as I arrived.  I 
walked in cautiously, and breathed a heavy sigh of relief when I found 
Mr. Redgar alone behind his desk.

"Hello, Ana, how are you doing today?" He asked, waving for me to sit 
down.

"Just fine, Sir." I sat and crossed my legs.  Even for my new more 
normal behavior I still didn't wear any underwear, and it was times like 
this that I really noticed.

"You're progressing very nicely.  Marti will be very pleased with your 
new breasts, and I hear you're doing very well in all your classes." 
Redgar smiled, staring at my chest as it rose and fell with my every 
breath.

"Thank you, sir." I chirped.  I felt so much like a little lost puppy 
but that wasn't anything new to me now.  The past week had been filled 
with this feeling, punctuated by moments of blinding lust that left me 
fucking whoever was next to me.  I still wasn't quite used to it, but a 
part of me had began to realize that it was likely part of my new charm.  
I would play the part of the shy little schoolgirl until pressed for sex 
and then I would become the hottest little slut around.  Even now I felt 
my inner fires getting charged just from him looking at my heaving 
boobs, and I wonder just how far this meeting would go with some anxious 
anticipation.

"I'm sure you're wondering why I called you here.  We're having a little 
convention here tonight for some of our most loyal patrons, and we like 
to welcome them as only a school of our stature can.  You are one of our 
best students and you will be providing entertainment tonight.  I know 
you received perfect marks for your dance classes, so that's where 
you'll start the night.  If you want to or one of our patrons insists, 
you'll get the chance to personally entertain some of our guests more 
intimately." Redgar explained.

I reddened instantly.  There wasn't any doubt in what his coded words 
meant.  Still, school pride was something that had been burned into me 
with everything else.  "Thank you, sir.  It'll be great to show off just 
how great this school has been for me.  Will you want me to shave my 
pussy for our guests?"

"Why don't you come over here and show me how you look now." Redgar 
prompted.

"Okay."  I got up and walked around his desk, turned my back to him and 
bent over hiking up my skirt.  I was blushing a deep red as I presented 
my naked and steaming pussy for his inspection, but this was for the 
school so I didn't even hesitate.  I just hoped that my pussy met with 
his approval, it would be a shame to disappoint the school over it.

"Very nice little cunt you have.  I think you could do better with it 
shaved though." Redgar said as he ran his fingers over my nether lips.  
I moaned as he trailed his fingers through my pussy juice and rubbed it 
across my lips. "You certainly are a hot little thing.  Why don't you 
hold onto that chair and keep spread and I'll try you out."

I quickly pulled up the chair and held on for the fucking I was about to 
get.  I spread my legs and positioned myself for easy fucking and my 
pussy was already more than ready to be used.  I could smell my own 
musty arousal and my juices were easily dripping down my thigh, I just 
hoped I'd give Redgar a wonderful fuck.  "Okay, sir, I wouldn't want to 
disappoint our guests.  I've been studying very hard in all my sex ed 
classes and I hope you enjoy me."

"I wouldn't worry about that, Ana.  I've herd nothing but glowing 
reports from you teachers and I'm sure you will do nicely." Redgar 
laughed as he patted my ass and ran a finger along my sopping pussy lips 
as I shuddered.

I waited impatiently as I listened to Redgar unbuckling his pants and 
letting them fall to the floor.  This was the hardest part, just waiting 
to get fucked.  Redgar didn't make me wait, grabbing onto my hips a 
moment later and I felt his cock head probing into me, parting my ready 
lips.  I gasped as he found his mark and speared me with the tip of his 
shaft.  Then with no further ado he pressed forward with a grunt and I 
felt his cock spread my inner folds till his balls bumped into my 
aroused clit.  I squeezed down on the invader in welcome and wiggled my 
ass a bit for him.

"Very nice, Ana, you are certainly a good fuck toy." Redgar said as he 
began to pull out of my depths with a comfortably smooth motion while I 
moaned with my own pleasure.

"Thank you, sir, I'm glad your satisfied with my reprogramming and my 
juicy little cunt." I beamed as I caressed the retreating shaft that was 
slipping from my tender folds.  With all the classes and training, I 
would have been very embarrassed to be anything but a good fuck toy.

"Oh, yes, certainly.  You didn't present much of a challenge though, 
just another girl turned into a sex toy.  Not that you mind." Redgar 
huffed as he slowly paced his thrusts into me.

"Of course I don't. I know I should mind, but thanks to your programming 
I can really enjoy being a sex toy and can savor being fucked like I am 
right now." I chimed back as I began to pant with his ever-fiercer 
thrusts.  My pussy was just boiling now as Redgar pistoned into me, 
using me like the toy I'd become.  I really did understand just what had 
been done to me, but it wasn't the slightest cause for concern, not 
anymore.  Now all I cared about was pleasuring the man using me right 
now.

He didn't say another word, rather he started humping me even harder.  I 
held onto the chair tightly to keep my balance as he pounded into my 
willing pussy.  I knew he wasn't going to last long, and I relaxed my 
pussy to help him stay up longer while he was plunging into me.  We were 
both grunting and moaning with his thrusts in no time and I just let 
myself get swept away in the carnal act.  He was enjoying himself and I 
took my chance to enjoy the feeling of a man's cock pounding into my 
steaming pussy.

With little more than a grunt from my partner I felt the familiar warmth 
of a man's seed pouring into my depths as Redgar let out a last 
animalistic groan of release.  My own release cascaded from my well used 
pussy to the tips of my nipples and my already curled toes as I felt his 
cock pulsing inside of my depths and filling me with his seed.  I 
shuddered on the chair for a minute after he slid out of me, savoring 
every ounce of pleasure I could as I felt our mixed juices running out 
of my well used pussy.

"Thank you, Ana, I'm sure we'll all be proud of your performance 
tonight." Redgar laughed as he pulled his pants back on.

"I won't disappoint you and I'm glad you had the chance to try me out.  
I really enjoyed being fucked like a slut." I replied, blushing as I 
cupped my sticky pussy for a moment as I stood up.  I scooped up some of 
his seed and my juices with my fingers and let my skirt fall back over 
my legs.  I quickly licked my fingers clean, enjoying the salty taste 
even as I turned a nice dark shade of red.  "And I wanted to thank you 
for making me a fucktoy so I could enjoy myself this much."

"I'm glad you're happy and I look forward to seeing you tonight.  Wear 
something appropriate and enjoy yourself.  Be at the main hall at 
seven." Regard instructed.

I just nodded and strolled out of his office.  I had plenty to take care 
of before the evening and little enough time to do it.  I couldn't wait 
to tell Kylie about it, though I suspected she'd probably get invited as 
well.  It would certainly be good training for her anyway.  Now all I 
had was a little over six hours to get ready and I could feel my just 
used pussy already twitching in anticipation of the night's 
entertainment.

***  

I looked at the curtain nervously, waiting impatiently to go on.  My 
nipples were getting nice and stiff from the ice cubes I was holding 
over them.  I'd learned that trick from watching Showgirls and it seemed 
a nice touch for tonight, especially since it gave me an excellent 
chance to show off my big new nipples.  I saw Kylie motion for me to get 
ready and I quickly tossed down the ice and pulled my top back down, 
gasping as I drew the sheer cloth over my sensitive and chilly nips.  I 
smiled as I looked down to see them tenting the fabric of my top, they 
were the perfect topping for my new melons and I knew the audience would 
love them.  I only hoped that I'd get a chance to play with the whipped 
cream.

"And may I introduce our next lovely coed, Ana!" Redgar bellowed from 
the stage.  The curtains parted in front of me and I strutted onto the 
stage.  "Don't mind her folks, she a bit shy now, but once you've turned 
her on, she's becomes a wild tigress waiting to pounce on anything hard 
and stiff!"

I blushed just a bit as the crowd cheered my entrance.  I was doing this 
for the school and they deserved a great performance.  I strutted out 
like a bitch in heat, showing off my charms with complete abandon.  I 
was dressed in only a frilly transparent white top and a frilly white 
thong.  I could feel my chest bounce with every deliberate step and I 
knew that every guy in the place was watching them as they jiggled.  I 
giggle loudly, and gave a big wave to the crowd as I thrust out my chest 
and basked in the lively cheer as I gave all those horny guys an 
unashamed jiggling of my new rack.  I may have grown my tities for 
Marti, but I just loved it that all these guys would get to appreciate 
them too.  

I was still blushing when I grabbed onto my dancing poll and ran my 
pussy into the cold metal.  I didn't waste any time lubing up the pole 
with my juices, and I was plenty hot already.  My thong was nearly 
transparent from my leaking pussy and I knew there were plenty of guys 
scooping out my hairless pussy from the front rows as I humped the pole.  
Every moment of embarrassment only added to my own inner fires, and I 
was quickly falling towards that line where I lost all my modesty again, 
and got to be a pure slut.

"And Finally, for you're pleasure, our latest call girl in training, 
Kylie!" Redgar boomed as I rubbed my clit into the poll through my 
thong.  The music playing around us was vibrating the pole and I was in 
heaven just letting it run on my little nub.

Kylie hadn't even bothered with a costume, and strutted out without a 
stitch.  I just swooned as I watched her put the moves on the audience, 
and slowly glide her way towards me.  She smoothly grabbed her pole with 
confidence and did a quick twirl for a grateful audience.  


Then we danced, about eight of us girls did our part on the stage while 
I watched a generous number of girls serve the guests more directly.  I 
was enjoying myself, bouncing and twirling and laughing while guys got 
hard just looking at my sexy body.  I'd never had a chance to perform 
like this and it was great.  I was also horny enough to fuck a horse, 
and my nipples didn't need any ice to keep hard as I jiggled along to 
the music.

I don't know how long it was, but I'd been dancing for quite some time 
when I noticed a particular pair of eyes staring up at me from the 
audience.  I quickly fell down to the floor and crawled to the edge of 
the stage and leaned down to him.  "Hi daddy!  How are you doing?  I'd 
love to give you something for Marti!"

"Of course, Ana, you're looking very nice, and I like how you've grown." 
Mr. Reiner laughed as he reached up and grabbed one of my dangling 
tities.

"Thanks, Daddy.  I'm glad you like them.  I'm growing them just for 
Marti." I giggled as he flicked my nipple through my shear top.

"Well, let's see how they bounce!" He yelled as he pulled me off the 
stage and into his chest.  I jiggle right into him, then smiled up at 
his handsome face.
"How do you want to enjoy you're daughter's sluty little body?" I chimed 
while I slipped my delicate little hands into his pants and pulled out 
his already nicely stiff cock.  I was ready for anything, and could 
hardly wait for whatever came.

"Naked of course!  Just like a good slut should be, Ana." Reiner laughed 
as he ripped off my top with one quick pull.  My massive tits swung free 
and bounced wildly for him.  He reached up and squeezed them hard for a 
moment then cupped them both and tweaked my sensitive nipples while I 
moaned in open pleasure.  "Nice tities like this should be out to be 
played with young lady.  How else will your husband know he has a proper 
slut if her nipples aren't out and hard from thinking about his cock all 
day?"

"Oh, of course.  I'm just a silly little slut who should know these 
things.  Sorry, Daddy, I shouldn't even think of covering up my big new 
boobies, especially for my Daddy!" I squealed, tossing my shoulders to 
bounce my big tits some more.  I gasped as my stiff little nipples 
rubbed up against his business suit.
"Or your sluty little cunt either, don't forget that, honey!" Reiner 
then pulled off my soaked thong and cupped my well-lubricated slit.  "My 
what a good little slut, shaved and wet, just like a man likes it.  
You're going to make my boy a good wife, big on top and juicy in the 
middle."

"Thanks Daddy!  Now I'm all nice and naked like a good slut, and ready 
to give you a hard fucking just like a good daughter." I beamed, posing 
myself for him and anyone else who would want to look.  More than a few 
did, and I winked back.

"Wonderful, now I just need to get one more thing."  Mr. Reiner pulled 
back to the stage for a moment and looked up to Kylie.  "Kylie, dear, I 
think it's time you're pops got an update on you class work, hun."

"Sure Dad!" Kylie squealed and leapt off the stage.  She pulled up to 
him and had his jacket and shirt off in a flash.  She bent down and gave 
each of his nipples a quick lick while her hands pulled his palms over 
her little boobs.  She looked up with pure lust in her eyes, and I could 
smell her musk from where I stood watching in amazement.  I had no idea 
she knew Mr. Reiner, and I wondered if she really was related.  

"Still not getting racked I see.  That's too bad you could make a good 
bit extra a night you know." Reiner laughed as he brought out a series 
of squeals from Kylie by squeezing her tits.  "They are nice and firm 
though, I suppose that will do for now, you can always change that 
later."

"I sure can, but I kind of like them this size, Dad.  I'm sorry mom 
didn't have a big enough rack for you!" Kylie spat, even as she squirmed 
her naked belly against his cock.  Of course, I knew her anger turned to 
lust, and I just sat there simmering in anticipation of what the three 
of us could do while I absentmindedly fondled my own tit.

"Still the little fire brand, I see.  I see you still have work to do 
before you graduate.  You should take lessons from Ana here, she's 
become the perfect little slut for Marti, and you still have to pay for 
both of your tuition.  You don't want me to have to pay for your part of 
the wedding present do you?" Reiner asked as he still fondled Kylie's 
tits.  I was really beginning to believe that she was my new daddy's 
daughter, and I shuddered at the thought.

"No, Dad, I'll cover my part.  A whore like me can make lots of money 
just you wait and see!" Kylie proclaimed proudly.

"Well, princess, why don't you show me just how much you've been 
learning and fuck this fine gentleman here." Reiner pulled a rather 
handsome younger man to him.

Kylie immediately pulled her naked little body up to him and looked up 
into his eyes.  "Hey there handsome, I'd really enjoy spending some time 
with you, if you don't mind."

The man just smiled at the squirming little naked slut that was slowly 
working on his clothes.  "Of course not, cutie."

Kylie just smiled up at that and went about undressing him in record 
pace while Reiner and I watched.  She was practicing her moves, and in 
not time was flat on her back on a table with this random stranger 
fucking her hard.  

"She always was the aggressive sort, just like her mother, but she'll 
make a good whore, no doubt about that." Reiner commented to me as we 
scooted closer together.  "Now, you are just a bundle of fun.  Why don't 
we let little Kylie here work on her technique and you show me how much 
you've learned.

"Sure, Daddy!" I squealed and followed him off to the side of the room.  
The wall was lined with large pillowed beds, most of which were occupied 
with classmates and patrons in various points of intimacy.  I spotted an 
open one and quickly pulled Reiner down to it and rolled him onto his 
back.  I quickly finished stripping him and then laid down beside him, 
pressing my tities into his arm and looking up to him for guidance.  
"How do you want to enjoy me, Daddy?"

"I'll let you decide, Ana.  I'm sure you know all the best ways."  He 
answered.

"I sure do, Daddy.  I've been studying really hard." I giggled as I 
wrapped my fingers around his tool and quickly straddled him.  I could 
tell we were both ready, and I quickly guided his shaft to my gates.  I 
rubbed his head across my tender lips for a moment before finding my 
passage and impaling myself on his shaft with a long groan from each of 
us.

I quickly set up a soft pace for us, giving him a long gentle ride for 
him to enjoy my pussy.  I leaned forward and Reiner played with my tits 
as I bounced on his shaft.  It certainly wasn't a wild ride, but I 
wanted him to last, and give my new Daddy a good time.  Reiner didn't 
seem to mind, and we quietly fucked for quite some time with only soft 
moans and grunts between us.

"Oh, uh, How do you uh, like my pussy, Daddy?" I grunted as I ground 
myself onto him.  He was well built, and I was enjoying every second of 
having him in my pussy.

"Very tight and you know how to use it well." He grunted in response.  
His hands roamed freely over my body, caressing my every curve with a 
deliciously tender roll of his fingers.

"Thanks, Daddy, I'm glad you like my hot little cunt.  I didn't want to 
be a slut, but I really like it now, and I can't wait to be Marti's fuck 
toy." I cooed while I pumped him.  

"Oh, what were you going to be, Ana?" Reiner asked as he squeezed a moan 
out of me with my tender tits in his hands.

"I was going to be an Engineer.  I really liked designing things." I 
hummed as I rode my father in law.  "All I like now is fucking nice hard 
cock's like yours though, and letting dirty old men suck on my big 
tities!"

"In that case," Reiner laughed and bent in to suckle on one of me boobs.  
I moaned as his tongue rippled across the tender nub and teased it with 
delightful licks.
"Oh, yeah, Daddy, suck my titie!" I cried out as he helped himself to my 
nipples.  Even so I kept up my pace on his shaft, letting him plunge 
into me over and over with his wonderful cock.

"You are just a little fuck toy now aren't you?" He said as I squirmed 
on top of him.

"Yes, Daddy, I'm just a little fuck toy for your son, with big boobs and 
a hot cunt.  And I love it!" I squealed as I ground myself on his cock.

Reiner just smiled up at me and played with my nice big boobs while I 
fucked him.  He was such a great man, and a good fuck.  It was then that 
I felt a man's hands cup my bouncing ass and gave my cheeks a pleasant 
squeeze.

"Do you mind if I enjoy this slut's ass?" I heard from behind me while 
the hands crept up my sides and over my big tits.

"Of course not, that's what she's here for." Reiner replied.

"Isn't that the truth!" The other man laughed as he played with my boobs 
while he moved up behind me.   I bent over Reiner and spread my ass 
cheeks.  I shivered in anticipation, I didn't often get to have two guys 
at once.  The other man didn't waste any time, and soon I was bucking on 
two cocks, with my tits jiggling all over Reiner's chest and I know he 
just loved every second of it from the wide smile on his face.

The rest of the evening fell away into a lust filled haze.  After I 
accepted my new daddy's seed into my steaming pussy it seemed that a 
line had formed up behind him.  It wasn't long before I was fucking and 
sucking the night away.  Occasionally, I'd get the chance to suck off on 
of our women patrons or one of the other girls from the school.  Soon I 
was just drifting from one erotic haze to another as I was played with 
and served with every ounce of lust in me.  The coat of semen all over 
me was a testament to just how good I'd been, there wasn't any doubt 
that I'd shown the school spirit all night long.

***


The next morning I woke up sore and sticky.  My muscles ached from being 
stretched, and my pussy and ass ached from all the hard fucking.  Worse 
yet was the layer of half dried cum that seemed to cover every part of 
my body, and had also been smeared all over my sheets.  I just lay on my 
bed for a moment with my legs spread away from my sore bottom and I felt 
horrible.  This was something new, till now I could only remember 
satisfaction after a good orgy, knowing that my sore body just showed 
how good I'd pleased everyone, and now I felt just horribly used, like 
some cheap slut.

I sobbed just thinking about it.  I'd been such a whore, I'd even cried 
out for more like a bitch in heat.  I was just some worthless piece of 
meat to them, and still I gave them every ounce of pleasure I could.  It 
was all just too much, and I let the tears just run down my cheeks.  I 
hadn't really cried since I'd came here, and now I just sobbed like a 
little girl.  

It wasn't long before Kylie had me wrapped in her arms and was gently 
rocking me while I balled.  There weren't any words, nothing she could 
say and nothing I had to say.  I think we were both just surprised 
neither of us had broken down before.  That thought just made me cry 
harder, realizing that even my returned ability to cry was just another 
hideous part of my transformation.  I didn't even want to figure out why 
they'd do this to me, and just cried myself out in Kylie's arms.

Finally I pulled myself together and trudged down to the girl's shower.  
I felt just terrible still, feeling every dried patch of cum on my body.  
I imagined I would have been quite the alluring spectacle if not for my 
tear-stained face and bloodshot eyes.  At this time of the morning, the 
girl's shower was empty, it was time for an orgy in the boy's shower, 
and that left this shower clear.  I didn't want any part of another orgy 
at the moment.  It wasn't until I started washing off last night's mess 
that I even realized just how different that notion was.  I'd actually 
avoided an orgy of my own will.  I didn't know what to make of this, and 
just twisted the thought around in my head, trying to figure out what 
had happened as I let the flowing water being to cut away at the sticky 
mess all over my body.  

All I knew was that I still wasn't back to my old self, that much was 
clear.  I could still get my juices flowing just thinking about cocks, 
and that was the new me.  It wasn't till I was washing out my cum filled 
pussy that I stumbled across what had happened.  I slipped my fingers 
into my pussy to help clean myself out, and moaned Marti's name.  I 
shuddered, just this simple penetration had me thinking of my fianc‚e 
with untamed lust.  If he'd been there right then I would have shown him 
just how much I loved him.  This wasn't entirely new, but it was 
different, not thinking of Marti, but not being able to think of any 
other guy sexually.  

I quickly thought back to my every sexual encounter since coming here.  
I remembered all the exquisite pleasures and my own lewd behavior in 
wonderful detail, but unlike any day before, I didn't have any desire to 
repeat any of them, at least not with the same guys.  It had all been 
fun, but I was engaged now.  It was at that realization that I felt my 
stomach gnaw at me like it had that morning.  I realized just what I'd 
done, I was guilty, it wasn't for being used, but for who I had let use 
me.  I'd let myself be used like any common whore when I had one guy all 
to myself.  

I felt the tears well up again, realizing that I'd betrayed him.  
Classes were one thing, I was making myself a better sex toy for him, 
and since I wasn't a virgin it was very important that I be able to 
please my Marti every way I could.  Orgies for fun were quite another 
thing, that was just being a whore, and no good wife was a whore, except 
in her husband's bed or at his command.  Sure, I had to fulfill my duty 
to the school, but I could have done that on stage, I didn't need to get 
fucked, except for my new Daddy, he had some rights to his future 
daughter in law until the wedding.  I sobbed some more as I finished 
rinsing off the sticky goo of last nights escapades, and vowed to prove 
myself to Marti, to make up for being such a slut by become the best 
wife he could ever want.  That was my reason for living now, and I 
wasn't about to let anything distract me any more.

***


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.

***


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 Marti for the first time in months.  In truth, my thoughts 
turned most to my own future.  Certainly, I still loved Marti, 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 looked 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 Marti 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 came up.  I wondered if he knew, or by now guessed what had 
became 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 Marti 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 real 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 your 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."

Marti 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 you're best 
judgement, though I'd guess that the offices would be a good place to 
start." Marti 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 being 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." Marti explained.  
It all seemed reasonable enough, though certainly cold.  I knew there 
wasn't a choice, and though I could help a lot, Marti 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." Marti 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.  I 
think he knew, suspected anyway, 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 
Marti 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 snuggly 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 Marti'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 
Marti.  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 Marti 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 other wise.

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 Marti 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 became.  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.  To 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 Marti." 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 Marti 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 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 Marti 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 own 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.

***


I was walking to class at the beginning of the second week when I first 
spotted a dark suited man.  He was dressed in a sharp black suit, with 
jet-black hair and a pair of black sunglasses, just the perfect image of 
a devious agent of evil.  I just shuddered when I saw him, but I didn't 
stop, or stare.  I shouldn't have taken notice of him, I could even feel 
that my mask had purposely ignored him.  With that I assumed they were 
just part of scenery, someone I wasn't supposed to notice, and thus I 
did my part and pretended not to notice them.  

My worry about the dark man increased over the coming days.  Slowly it 
seemed like they were everywhere, and each was carrying around small 
devices with strange looking antennas.  They had discovered the cameras, 
apparently and were tracking them down precisely.  I could see the 
worried look on the faces of administrators and unprogrammed teachers.  
They were all rattled, and I could only assume I was the reason.

I masked my concern for my safety the same way I had with everything 
else.  Even for the presence of the dark men, school still went on as 
normal and I had an odd perspective to watching my new classmates slowly 
fall to their reprogramming.  The girls were quickly wearing ever-
shorter skirts and revealing blouses, and some had even forsaken 
underwear, especially bras.  I did catch view of more than a few naked 
pussies on the new girls though.  The guys were doing their part to, 
going around with tighter shirts and shorts.  Some were going topless 
too, much to my own carnal delight.  I might be in love, but my carnal 
appetites were still very alive and well.  Watching the new students run 
around in an obvious daze as their world shifted was almost enough to 
let me forget my own worries, but not for long enough.

The lack of sex ed classes left me with a new yearning as well.  I was 
still a very sex charged young woman, but I was honor bound to not 
engage in recreational sex without Marti's permission.  I hadn't even 
considered that I wouldn't have classes to blow off steam in, and I soon 
found myself resorting to using a nice thick dildo on my pussy while 
Kylie got to fuck real live guys in her bed.  It wasn't nearly the same 
thing, sex was more than just having something in my pussy, though it 
did help some.  If I did see Marti again, I'd have to get his permission 
so I could fuck at least a little when classes weren't on.  I only hoped 
he wouldn't think that I was some kind of slut, but I guess I was.  It 
wasn't something I could help, it was what they'd made me.  They'd done 
a remarkable job too.  I could admit that, even if I hated the thought 
of what they'd done to me.

At the top of everything else was the thought that wouldn't leave my 
mind.  The hope that Marti would come, soon, and save me.  That he would 
come and whisk me away to some safe place where he could ravish me and 
we would never be apart.  It was the one thing keeping me going, and I 
only hoped it wouldn't be long before it happened.  I knew I wouldn't 
get any warning, it would all come quickly and then I'd either be the 
perfect little sex toy again or I'd be free from this place.  It was all 
beyond my control now, and I waited impatiently to find out just what 
would happen.


***


The first sign that the day had came was a helicopter flying overhead.  
I just looked up at the strange thing.  I couldn't remember any other 
aircraft flying over the school before.  It had been placed out in the 
middle of western Nebraska for a reason, no one came this way.  There 
wasn't anything here, the nearest town was nearly deserted and still a 
long way away.  The fields around the school were all owned by the 
school, both to provide cover and prevent escape.  There was nothing out 
here anyone could be interested in but us.

I didn't think much of the helicopter until a moment later when I saw a 
small group of dark suited men run out of a building.  They were 
carrying a strange looking device, some kind of odd electrical device 
that reminded me of a cross between a tesla coil and an electro magnet.  
They pointed it at the helicopter and I felt a strange sensation pass 
through me.  The helicopter suddenly stopped making noise, and I watched 
as it's rotor stopped and it fell quickly to the ground, crashing with a 
large explosion just outside the school.  I realized that the device 
must have been some kind of EMP weapon, and that the school was under 
threat.

My heart raced with anticipation, but I just allowed my mask to sit 
tight for the moment, and continued on my way to class.  With luck this 
would be the final moments of my time here, but I could not very well 
risk discovery now.  I strolled off, wondering just what was next and 
hoping for salvation.

I hadn't even gone a hundred yards before I found out.  A plane flew 
overhead spraying a white mist into the air.  I instinctively covered my 
mouth as I watch the mist drift down, wondering what it could be.  As it 
enveloped me, I quickly discovered it was some kind of knock out gas as 
I felt myself drift away.  I fell to the ground and fell asleep.

I groggily awoke some time later, I had no way of know how long I'd been 
out.  I was lying in a bed, still dressed for class.  I took a quick 
look around to see many rows of cots lined around me, all filled with 
fellow students, some waking but most still looked asleep.  My head 
pounded slightly, and I lay back, wondering just what had happened.  
Either we were being prepared for reprogramming or being checked out in 
some kind of field hospital, I couldn't tell.  All I could do again was 
wait, and hope that my head quick pounding.

A few minutes after I woke up a young woman in military uniform came by 
with a small cart.  She walked up to me with a glass of water and a 
couple of pills.  She looked shocked and sympathetic at the same time.  
"Hello, take this, it'll help with the head ache."

I just nodded my thanks and quickly swallowed the pills and emptied the 
glass.  If this was malicious there wasn't much chance of escape now, 
and I was quickly feeling that I might just be free.

The woman took the glass back and continued on to the next bed.  She 
must be the first line of treatment, I figured.  I rested again, waiting 
for the drugs to take hold.

It wasn't long before they did, and I sat up at the side of my bed and 
looked around.  It was a very eerie scene.  All around me were my fellow 
students laid out on beds under a big field tent that seemed to just 
stretch on and on.  The new students all seemed rather animated and all 
very curious as well.  The older students seemed just the opposite, few 
of them had moved at all, and even those that had were sitting still on 
the side of their cot like I was now.  I realized quickly that the mask 
was still in place, I wasn't inclined to move either.  I knew that was 
because these circumstances violated my programming.  I wasn't in the 
school, or following my normal routine, thus I was reduced to a very 
uncooperative or inactive state, until I found a way to escape and 
return to the school.  

For a moment this scared me.  The mask that I'd been forced to wear 
since Marti had freed my mind could very well force me back into 
captivity, just because Marti wasn't here to free me of it's control.  I 
only hoped that my will would be strong enough to block the mask from 
carrying me away if it saw the chance.  Even as this concern raced 
though my mind, I sat expressionless and passive, waiting for what would 
come next.

It was a long wait.  I ate at least three meals in that tent, and slept 
an evening.  If it weren't for overhearing one of the soldiers talking 
to the new students I wouldn't have known what was going on.  
Apparently, information about the school had gotten out and the federal 
government had sent in the FBI with some national guard backing to 
secure the school.  Everyone would be kept here until more could be 
found out about what had been done to us and appropriate action could be 
taken to help.

It was the second day of my new captivity that I was welcomed by a very 
friendly face.  I saw him off to the far reaches of the tent.  Inside I 
beamed with joy, but I still couldn't move.  I still was in violation of 
my programming, so all I could do was watch Marti slowly comb his ways 
through the rows until he finally spotted me.

"Ana!" He shouted and ran over smiling.  He was at my side in mere 
moments and I waited patiently for him to free me again.  Marti looked 
me over for a moment, waving a hand in front of my face and everything 
after I just started up at him passively.  I would have rolled my eyes 
if I could have, sometimes Marti was just a little too dense for his own 
good.

Then he shook his own head, remembering the obvious.  "Ana, you don't 
have to listen to your programming anymore, okay?"

I jumped up and gave him the biggest warmest hug I could.  "Oh, yes, 
Marti, I'm so happy.  Thank you so much for this."

Marti just hugged me back, and then we kissed wildly and passionately.  
It had been too long since I'd seen him last and now I was free again, 
and hopefully forever.

"Are we free, Marti?" I asked.

"Yes, Ana, I passed the feed from those camera through some people I 
know till it reached the FBI and they arranged all this.  Mr. Redgar and 
the administrators have all been arrested and special agents are going 
through the school gathering evidence and finding out how you were 
programmed so we can try to reverse it." Marti explained.  

"Do we have to stay here?  I wouldn't mind having a little private time 
with my hero." I winked with a wicked grin.  I was very well cock 
starved for the last few weeks.  Now I just wanted to enjoy my first 
fuck as a free woman.  Well, may be not completely free yet, but as 
close as I'd come in a long time.

"I'm sure we can arrange to get you out of here.  I have a hotel room 
back in town, not that it's much.  I want to find Kylie first before we 
go." Marti replied.  

With that I set out on a mad dash to find Kylie.  It didn't take long, 
but we found her to be much in the state I had been.  Marti did his best 
to try and snap her out of it but I just shook my head.

"We can't help her right now.  She's programmed not to respond in 
circumstances like this.  Until they can deprogram her she'll be like 
this unless they restart the school." I explained.  I didn't like it, 
but there really wasn't anything we could do for her, she was too far-
gone, and had no one to immediately respond to like I had.  I just hoped 
they'd be able to find a way to cure her and all the rest of the 
students quickly.

Marti just sat there for a while, holding Kylie and trying his best to 
know he cared.  I sat on her other side and did the same.  Just like I 
had been, she was inside her head looking out, though I had no idea just 
what would be running through her mind.  I hoped there was enough of her 
there to recognize the concern and care from both of us.

After that we went back to Marti's hotel room.  He was right, it wasn't 
much, but it had a bed and that was all we would need.  No sooner were 
we through the door than I was pulling off my blouse and letting my 
skirt fall to the floor.  I didn't even give Marti a chance to do more 
than gape before I was standing in front of him completely naked.  

I pushed myself up against him, and looked up into his eyes and smiled.  
I was already aching with need, my recent celibacy and his rescue just 
had my passions burning.  I could feel that Marti wasn't exactly playing 
it cool either when I felt his hardness pressing into me through his 
pants.  

"Come on hero, don't you think it's about time for your reward?" I asked 
as I unbuckled his pants.  "Besides there's no telling how long I'll 
still be programmed to be your willing little fuck toy."

Marti shook his head for a moment with a look of odd resignation on his 
face.  "Ana, your just lucky I didn't listen to you when you told me how 
much you liked being my fuck toy."

I giggled at that as I pulled down his underwear and set free his 
already stiff cock.  I had been very forthcoming about my feelings every 
time we'd met, and it was true.  I did enjoy being his sex toy, I knew 
it was completely artificial, or at least I wanted to believe it was, 
but that didn't stop me from enjoying it.  Of course I was still 
enjoying it, and soon, he'd be enjoying me, I though with an anxious 
twinge from my almost painfully empty pussy.

"Well, enjoy the ride while it lasts, I know I will!" I laughed as I 
pulled off his shirt with one long pull.  We were standing there, 
wonderfully naked and ready.  I pulled up to him again and enjoyed the 
feeling of pressing my soft breasts into his hard chest.  Naked flesh on 
naked flesh was such a wonderful feeling that I was in heaven and I 
could feel our flesh quivering in anticipation of what was coming.

We exchanged one more sweet, soulful look before I felt his hands 
suddenly grab onto my ass and lift me off the floor.  I squealed with 
delight as he threw me onto the bed.  I fell on my back with a loud 
whoosh of the covers and quickly spread my legs just in time for his 
charge.  There certainly wasn't any need or desire for foreplay from 
either of us, and no sooner had he jumped on the bed then I felt his 
shaft probe at my gates.  Marti cupped both of my breasts in his hands 
and then thrust himself fully into my anxious flesh.  I cried out in 
ecstasy as my breasts were squeezed and my pussy filled with the hard 
shaft of the man I loved.  There could be nothing more perfect than 
being used and loved just like this.

I wouldn't even care to guess what the neighbors thought was going on in 
our room for that entire evening.  I was certainly not a quiet lover, 
and I coaxed more than my share of groans and grunts from my own hero as 
we fucked away the day.  It was wonderful, more than I could have 
imagined, even from our earlier encounters.  There wasn't anything left 
to fear, no chance that Marti would find himself a boy toy for some rich 
woman, and I think that helped us enjoy the evening all the more.  

Falling asleep in Marti's arms was wonderful as well, another thing I'd 
missed since my celibacy began.  Sleeping with Kylie had always been 
nice but there was a difference between the silky softness of my 
roommate, and my nice hard man, something I enjoyed completely as we 
drifted off to sleep after an evening of shared passion.  For the 
moment, I was content, and drifted off without worries for the first 
time in a long while.

***


The next morning I dressed again, and Marti took me to a special 
hospital that had been set up to deal with us students.  I kissed him a 
loving goodbye before the orderlies took me to my room.  It wasn't hard 
to tell that this was a psychiatric hospital, and I understood it.  The 
disturbing thing was being placed in a suicide proof room.  I knew why 
of course, they didn't have any idea what self destructive programming 
had been imbedded in us in case of capture.  It didn't really help my 
mood any, not only wasn't Marti allowed to see me while I went under 
treatment, but I might very well off myself before I could be cured.

The suicide concern was quickly overshadowed by the deprogramming 
process.  In my lucid moments I recounted the numerous methods they 
tried to free me from my programming.  At first they tried simple 
methods, hypnosis and mild drugs along with therapy.  I didn't make much 
progress though, and the other older students faired even worse than I 
did.  The new students fair much better, and most were let go except for 
the unfortunate few that had apparently been the highly suggestible 
type.

The next round of deprogramming was even worse on me.  Sleep depravation 
and harsher drugs were combined with other harsh methods.  I wasn't even 
lucid for most of it.  When they finally let me drift back to reality 
they all showed obvious concern.  I was something of a best case, even 
though I hadn't really changed.  I had been basically in control of 
myself except for the most deeply ingrained portions of my programming.  
After my second round of treatment, some of the staff even suggested 
that it wasn't entirely programming, that my love for Marti was genuine 
and that my programming had simply sparked off a natural nymphomania in 
me.  I wasn't too sure about any of those theories, and neither were 
most of the staff, but I hadn't improved from the treatment.

The reason why that was so odd was that the second round of treatment 
had broken nearly all of the students out of their programming.  There 
were still some side effects, but they'd been chalked up to the whole 
process of being turned into sex slaves and then back again.  Most of 
the guys and gals had elevated sex drives and less modesty.  The other 
behavior modifications had fallen away and they were themselves again.  
Even Kylie was back to normal, though I heard that she'd taken up a 
sincere streak of shyness after being deprogrammed.

My treatments continued on for several more months.  I couldn't really 
remember much of it, given that I was often drugged or dazed as they 
tried to work my mind free.  Some weeks later I found myself drifting 
back to normal, and after a day or so of basically being free of 
treatment I was dressed up in a modest hospital gown and met my parents 
and Marti in my chief doctors office.

I hadn't seen my parents since that fateful move in day at school and we 
just hugged each other for a long time.  I could see the worried look in 
both their eyes, and I even caught a look of sympathy from my mother 
when she looked down at the new bust I was proudly pushing out.  I 
hadn't even remembered how odd they were until I saw that look in her 
eyes.  

"I'm sorry to have to say this, but there isn't anything more that we 
can do for you, Ana, without risking serious injury.  We do have some 
treatments available, but I wouldn't risk them without your consent." 
The doctor Mathers explained after my family greetings were over.

I was already well aware of how well my treatments had work, or rather 
hadn't.  I could already feel my pussy getting warm just sitting beside 
Marti, and it didn't even bother me that I knew my parents could smell 
my aroused musk.  I knew it would have bothered the old me.  Even the 
fact that I was lewdly pressing my thinly covered body against Marti 
openly would have bothered me before, but I was too happy with his 
presence to even consider pulling myself away.

"So what happens to her if she doesn't get any more treatment?" My dad 
asked, his concern and worry ringing in his voice.  

"Well, I would assume that Ana's attachment to Marti and her less than 
modest approach to her behavior would continue.  Aside from that, we 
can't see any other elements of her programming in her behavior." 
Mathers explained.  He had done his best for me, that we both knew.  I 
couldn't fault him, not that I really minded my current behavior, it was 
who I'd became after all.

"It's okay, Mom and Dad, I know it's weird, but I really do love Marti 
and we'll be great together.  I know I'm a bit more open about my 
sexuality now, but I wouldn't dream of not being faithful." I tried to 
reassure them.  

"What are you saying?" My mother asked.  We both knew of course, I'd 
already discussed it with Marti before, and I'm sure my mother could 
guess by now.  I wasn't about to leave it to chance though.

"If Marti will still have me, we're going to get married." I giggled.  
It had been a long and serious discussion after my first round of 
treatments failed, but I convinced Marti to accept me if I couldn't be 
deprogrammed.  I certainly couldn't think of life without him, and I 
knew I'd make the perfect wife too.  "I'm not going to give up my life 
though, after I'm done here I'm going back to school.  I haven't decided 
what for yet, but I have a lot to catch up on.  Then we can have a nice 
little wedding and live happily ever after."

"I wouldn't dream of letting Ana waste herself dolting on me anyway.  I 
promise I'll take good care of her though.  I love her very much, and 
she's a very special woman." Marti reassured them, wrapping his own arm 
around me and gently hugged me.

My parents just sat there and hugged each other for a moment.  I could 
tell they had guessed this would happen.  They had already given in to 
this possibility, though I knew they weren't happy with it.  This wasn't 
the kind of thing that parents could easily accept, especially after all 
of this had happened.  

We finished discussing my last days at the hospital, a few final tests 
and checks to make sure I would be ready.  I went back to my room after 
that and let myself sleep.  The last treatments had been tiring and I 
was more than ready for some rest.

When it came time to leave, Marti was the only one to meet me.  I looked 
out at the snow covered ground and my thoughts fell back to almost a 
year ago.  It had been a day not too unlike this that I'd found out who 
my future husband would be.  I looked over at him and smiled at the 
memory.  I would never have guessed just what would happen after that, 
or that I would find myself in his arms at the end.  I knew that the 
doctors could never believe it, but I really did want him, it wasn't 
just the remnants of my programming.  I wanted him, and I knew that we'd 
make a great couple and have a marvelous life together.

Marti wrapped his arm around me as we walked out of the hospital and 
kissed my cheek.  I leaned my head over and rested it on his arm and 
smiled.  My hand wrapped around the little locket I'd been given that 
fateful day, and I squeezed it, thankful for such a wonderful ending, 
and an exciting beginning.

The End
                                                                        
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