College Sissy Program Pt. 08

Hunter couldn't get a wink of sleep. He kept seeing what he just experienced whenever he closed his eyes. His mind was racing. He couldn't just stay here, but what could he do? He could resist more. He was probably strong enough to break free and run. But he didn't know where he would even run to. He didn't know where the exit was in this place. He tried to remember this morning when we were brought there. The sun was barely rising; it was so early. He barely remembered the many hallways he was brought down before being thrown into that room. There are no windows in this building that he could find. The stress and anxiety of this prospect drove him into shock. His mind went into autopilot. He then felt nothing, no fear, no emotions at all. He was just numb. "Is this what all the other sissies feel? "Must be nice to not feel," he thought to himself.

His alarm went off at 5:45 am, and like a robot, he prepared himself with no care about what might happen. He went to his plugging assignment and didn't show any resistance or any emotion while it happened. The butt plug was barely even registered as an inconvenience to his mind. Humiliation 101 didn't even faze him. It was all like white noise to him. For the next few days he had no classes with Shawnee or Lily; he was isolated, just going through the motions. When he got back to his dorm each night, he just got dressed and nodded his head.

Shawnee was worried about Hunter. She tried to talk to him, but his replies were either robotic or nonexistent. She could see him spiraling in his eyes. She had to do something. Luckily on Friday there was an opening where they would both be in the dorm together but without Lily there. This was probably going to be her only chance to see if he was fully gone or if she could save him from all the other sissies she had met.

"Jayne... Jayne, are you there?" Come on, girl, you've got to snap out of this. This isn't like you. You had such promise. Come on. Don't let them win so soon." Hunter just stared at her in the same way he's been for the past few days: blank and emotionless. Shawnee had one last thing to try. If it didn't work, then she had lost another person to this school's twisted ways.

She grabs Hunter by the arm and pulls him to the bathroom and tosses him in the tub and turns on the water. Bitter cold water from the showerhead pours down upon Hunter's face and body. Lily lifts Hunter's flaccid body and proceeds to slap him.

"Come on, snap out of this. You were so smart and clever. You had a shot at leaving this place. Don't let this place get to you." A few more slaps happen between each sentence. Hunter couldn't really hear her through his haze. But suddenly he could see his dad. He was on a park bench that he remembered from his childhood. He was smiling, but you could tell he was disappointed.

"Hunter, come here; we should talk." What has happened? You had so much potential."

"But Dad, do you see what I have to deal with?" It's like a lot."

"Well, I may not know what you are talking about exactly, but you should be able to handle it." That's how I raised you. Take a step back and analyze and come forward with a plan for success."

"But everything is stacked against me, Dad. I need you here."

"You know I can't do that, son. You know why I can't do that. You need to do this on your own. I believe you can do anything you put your mind to. I've seen it many times. Even when you outsmarted me. I may have been a little angry, but I was proud that you were clever enough to get around what was obviously something stopping you."

"You're right, Dad. I just missed you. I guess I lost my way, is all. Thank you."

"You're welcome, bud. Now go out there and do what you need to do to fix whatever problem you have in front of you."

With that, he was gone. Hunter knew he had to make his dad proud. He couldn't let this place crush his spirit. He started crying as his haze lifted. Shawnee noticed and turned off the shower and let him cry in the tub. Hunter cried for a good 5 minutes. The full works: snot all over the place and tears running down his face.

"Jayne, is everything ok?" Can you hear me?"

Hunter wiped the snot from his nose and answered. "I hate being called that name. I'm Hunter, goddammit."

"You know that we can't use your real name, Jayne. I can only call you by the one they give you. Here, take my hand, and we can talk more about this place."

Hunter slaps Shawnee's hand away. "How do I know I can even trust you? You just let all this happen, and now I'm all cold and wet in a fucking tub. You could just be using me like everyone else at this fucking place."

Shawnee was taken aback. She could see the fire in his eyes. This was what she liked about him when she first saw him. She missed that spirit... He wasn't lost after all. She grabs him and lifts him closer to her.

"Look, Jayne, I am like you in thought. I also want to get out of this place, but I know I can't do it alone. None of the failed escapees could do it alone like they thought. I know it takes a deeper plan than that. And it's hard to plan shit since they're watching us all the time. Not sure if you have seen, but in front of every dorm door there is a camera watching every move. Not sure if there is audio. But so far it doesn't seem like it. So I have to at least pretend I'm going along with this bullshit. I hate treating people like they are less than me. No doors for privacy. And it can see inside the bathroom as well, but not all of it. Which is why I brought you into the tub to get some sense back into you. As long as it looks like I'm abusing you, they won't bat an eyelash."

Shawnee was breathing heavily, obviously frustrated and desperate. Hunter could see she was telling the truth by her tone and face. But he couldn't tell if it was an act or something.

"That's all well and good, but after all I've experienced, I still don't know if I could trust you. This could all be a manipulation tactic."

Shawnee knew he had a point. What could she do to get him to believe her? She really wanted him on her side, or else they were both doomed. She grabs him and brings him very close to her and slaps him. "Well, how about this for starters?" She pulls him in and kisses him. Sparks immediately fire in Hunter's head and body. It was such a passionate kiss. She even opened her mouth a bit, then pulled him away and looked at him with determination. Hunter was stunned by this sudden display. There is no way any woman here would do that for just any reason. He sputtered a bit but asked the obvious question.

"Do you like me like in a romantic way?"

Shawnee blushed a little and answered. "Well, I did get to see you naked when you got your uniform placed on you, and I did get to touch that dick of yours before it got locked away." You were hot before you were Jayne. And you are just as hot now, maybe even hotter. I am bi if you didn't know. But no, not romantic, more of a lusty kind of way. It might be partially because of the chastity stuff they put us through, but I do like your personality and wanted to at least be your friend."

Hunter couldn't believe it if it hadn't just happened in front of him. A smoking hottie kissed him and even admitted she has some sort of feelings towards him. Was this a clever ruse? He couldn't take it as gospel but accepted what was said and took it as truth with a grain of salt.

"Ok, I'll believe you for now, Shawnee, but I want answers. And no beating around the bush anymore. Only the facts of what you know." Shawnee agrees and pulls Hunter out of the tub and tosses him some dry clothes to change into. It was past 5, so she threw him a nightgown that was very low cut and so short it only covered half his ass. Shawnee knew Lily could be back at any time, so they got to work discussing all they knew.

"Well, what's something you want to know first? Just to let you know, Lily knows more than me because of her graduation status. But good luck talking to her or any other woman here for answers. Also, don't do your rapid question thing. I can't answer everything at once."

Hunter thought for a second, staring at Shawnee, wondering if this would bite him in the ass later. But he had to do something. "Okay, Shawnee, what are we being trained for?"

Shawnee took a deep breath and looked into Hunter's eyes; she knew direct eye contact always gives people a better chance of believing you. "Well, sissies and women are trained differently. We get other classes and assignments you won't get. About 80% of the training is similar across all people here. But women get 2 options depending on their personality type. One is like you, being trained to be a subserviant little bitch. You will be broken down little by little each day. They want you to accept any abuse and humiliation as something to crave. I assume when they assign you the job and life free of debt and stress, it's more of a slavery or trafficking-style thing."

Hunter got a pit in his stomach. That's sickening to hear. What kind of twisted people do this? "Ok, so how do the graduates not just report them after they leave?"

"That's something I can't figure out. I have a few theories: blackmail, strict observation, maybe some hypnosis. All I know is that only the graduates and the people that are being upgraded to the graduating class can attend the ceremony."

"OK, what is the other thing women are trained for? I assume Lily is part of that department."

"You are right about that, and it's also why I play along with this shit. I don't want to be that 1st option. Anyway, the other option is basically a dominatrix. They are trained to degrade most people as lower than us. They get shown punishment styles and how to create a parasocial relationship with sissies or other subtype personalities, where the sub craves their attention and will do anything to be accepted by their masters. I assume all narcissists fall right in place in this field."

"Well, that's fucked up. But I haven't seen much resistance. I assume that means the training is working on some level. You said you were put in an infirmary when you broke your ankle or leg or whatever. Do you know where that is?"

"No, I don't. When they sent someone to bring me to the infirmary, I was sedated and woke up already there. Then once healed, I woke up in my room."

"Hmm, then I can theorize the infirmary is located either outside this building or at least near the exit. They need to sedate you so you can't find the way out of here."

Shawnee nodded. "Yeah, that makes sense. They keep everything under lock and key here, much like our shoes. "Oh yeah, have you ever picked a lock before?"

"I have watched a few things on YouTube, but I'm not good at it."

"Well, it's one of the reasons I was sent here. I kept breaking into the records office to fix my attendance and grades. These tiny padlocks can easily be picked with a hairpin. I can show you sometime if you want. Your feet must be killing you and are probably going to blister soon. I sneak mine off under my covers sometimes after I know Lily is sleeping. They may be easy to pick, but they are surprisingly loud when opened."

Hunter was absorbing all this information like a sponge. This place had so many intricate parts. "That would be nice, Shawnee. I fucking hate heels. I don't know how women even consider wearing these things. I would be eternally grateful to have some time out of these in the dorm. So how much does the camera see in the room?"

"Well, as far as I can see. There is one directly outside each door, and the bathroom door aligns inside the door. but the room is wider than the door frames, of course." Shawnee points at the doorframe inside the room. "That's the camera to get the rest of the inside of this room. but the bathroom has a blind spot of about half of the tub; that's the only privacy I can see unless you want to hide in the closet."

"I see. What happens if you miss a class? I assume it's pretty bad since just speaking out of turn gets you some physical punishment."

"You'd be correct in that assessment. It doesn't happen often. But if you do, you get a personal security escort for a few weeks. They never take their eyes off you, and they are pricks like you'd expect. Doing basic middle school bullying things like tripping you and pulling your hair and, of course, random-ass slaps with their crops. But I would like to know more about you, Jayne. Did you learn anything while you were in whatever mindstate you've been in over the past few days?"

Hunter took a second to think. "Well, even though my trauma response was intense, I still took in some information. My reactions, or lack thereof, seemed to please the staff here. I think they take it as a victory of their mind fucks. They did really seem to be happy when..." Hunter now just realized and felt the butt plug in his asshole. It wasn't big, only 1 inch in diameter, but it felt weird now that he thought about it.

"Oh, are you just now feeling the thing in your ass? Man, that trauma response must have been strong if you couldn't tell you had something constantly in there. You have what they call the starter one. They want our asses to always be full of something unless we need to shit or be cleaned out."

"Cleaned out?" Hunter said, puzzled.

"Oh, you didn't register? They gave you an enema before inserting your plug? Well, once every 2 weeks they will have us clean out our anus. Then they insert a new plug. It might be the same size or even bigger. for example."

Shawnee turns around and lifts her skirt and bends over a little, showing her butt plug. The base looked to be 3 inches wide. "I'm an intermediate size. You need to see this." She grabs Hunter's hand and puts it on the plug. "Pull it out of me. Jayne. You need to see what the future holds. Then you can reinsert it after you see its size."

Hunter was hesitant. He didn't know what to expect. He took a deep breath and said. "If you are sure and trust me, Shawnee, I'll do it."

"Yes, I trust you, Jayne. Just be gentle."

Hunter inspects the base. It's purple as expected but has a button and an LED light on it. He grabs the base and begins to tug on it. Shawnee immediately lets out a loud moan. Hunter stops, but Shawnee looks at him and tells him to continue. He slowly pulls harder on the plug. It's giving a decent amount of resistance. He can see the outline of the anus around it. Then it starts giving way. A popping sound can be heard when the plug has been popped out and starts narrowing as he pulls it out. Shawnee breathes heavily and grunts and moans as it gets removed. It takes a few more seconds, but Hunter gets the whole thing out. He couldn't believe what he was holding. This thing was as big as his hand. The base he pulled on was smaller than the bottom of the plug by a decent amount. It was a 5-inch-wide plug and just about as tall. Shawnee lets out a sigh of relief.

"Oh my god, that felt amazing! You can really make it hot by removing a butt plug, Jayne. They put these in your asses because we are trained to take cock, and lots of it. Remember I told you about each class's unique training on your 1st day. Well, I did leave out what our clique's unique training is for. We are trained to be cock-hungry sluts. We want to be fucked, like, all the time. Like right now I want something in my ass since now it feels empty since you removed that plug. Even though it's uncomfortable as hell, I think they have made me want it in my ass. You haven't taken sub-ass play and dick-sucking mastery yet. Otherwise known as SAP and DSM. We get more of these classes scheduled than the others. I wish your dick wasn't caged. I want it so badly right now. But enough of that; this needs to be back in me before Lily returns. Go to the dresser and grab the lube, apply it to the plug, and then put it back in me, Jayne."

Hunter was stunned, still looking at the plug, then at Shawnee, then at her now gaping asshole. Then repeat a few times before leaving the bathroom and grabbing the lube in Shawnee's drawer and returning. He generously applies the lube as Shawnee bends fully over and holds her ankles. Her perfect ass cheeks in front of the hunter's eyes and her open asshole made his dick twitch in his cage. He placed one hand on an ass cheek and started the insertion. Shawnee moans and breathes heavily again as the plug gets wider and wider, the anus gulping it up like its dinner. The sound of the lube reminds him of the escapee he was forced to fuck. The moans get longer for Shawnee as he's almost at the bottom of the plug. It's giving him trouble sliding him. Shawnee is sweating by this point. She reaches up and grabs Hunter's hand. "Just slap it in, Jayne." Fucking slap it in like you're slapping a slut's ass."

Hunter looks at her and nods. He pulls his hand back and whacks the plug. It immediately makes the popping sound as it goes back in fully. Shawnee screams in pleasure and stands up and kisses Hunter hard against the wall. Opening her mouth and forcing her tongue down his throat. Hunter was confused but accepted the affection, kissing her back. Their tongues were dancing with each other in their mouths. saliva flowing and dripping from their mouths. Hunter's cock was straining deeply in his cage. Each second hurt more and more, but he didn't care; this was hot. A few minutes go by in their make-out session, both moving their hands all over each other. Grabbing asses and playful slaps, sweat dripping. But no full release could be had. Their chastity devices prevented that. Then Shawnee heard something in the hallway. It was the sound of Lily bitching to herself. She definitely had a bad day.

"Shit, Lily is almost here. Quickly get to the bed, and I'll start spanking you like you did something wrong. We can't get caught like this, or else we are fucked."

Hunter understood the panic and quickly ran to Shawnee's bed and got on all fours, ass in the air. Shawnee quickly runs behind him and winds up and slaps the hunter's ass, saying various things until Lily walks in.

"Well, what do we have here, Shawnee? What did Sissy Jayne do?"

"She was trying to assert some form of resistance when I gave her the night outfit. So I'm showing her her fucking place. What's up with you? I heard you coming from the hall. Must be something really annoying."

Lily slaps Hunter's ass a few times as well and then turns to Shawnee. "Well, you remember that headcount a few days ago. Well, that was the pink princess's only sissy. And since they are sissy-less, they made a motion for a new one. Since there are no new students planned to enter here anytime soon, they requested a sissy pageant to pick their new one."

Hunter didn't like the sound of that. He looked at the women. Lily looks at him angrily and whacks his ass. "Keep that head down, bitch. This is between us."

Shawnee shakes her head. "So that means they can take any sissy from any dorm, right?"

"That's right, and I'm so pissed. We just got our new sissy. I wanted to break her in myself. I don't want HER to fucking have our sissy."

"Well, when is it happening?"

"It will begin one week from today and will last all weekend. You better do good but not too good, Sissy Jayne. I don't want HER to take you from us, but I don't want you to embarrass me either. Anyway, I'm going to take a shower. You stay in that spot, Sissy Jayne; I want to punish you as well when I'm finished."

Lily goes into the bathroom and takes her shower. Shawnee sits next to Hunter and lightly slaps his ass but more playfully and plays with his plug, making him squirm a little.

"Well, Jayne, it looks like we have another problem on our hands. Why does this all have to happen now? It's like someone is making plot points for a story or something. Anyway, I enjoyed our time together today. I hope we get some alone time in the future."

Hunter went back into his mind. He also enjoyed today. It was the 1st happy moment he's had in ages. He appreciated what Shawnee did for him today and all the information she gave him. He now had more of an idea of what he could do for escape. But he needed more information. He just had to be like Shawnee and play along until he could get enough information for a proper escape plan. But he did wonder. What does a sissy pageant include, and will he be able to survive it?

To Be Continued