College Sissy Program Pt. 13

With Lily finally out of their hair and the microchip removed from Shawnee's head, Hunter and Shawnee could finally be free to discuss a plan for the future. But they knew they had to pretend to be going along with the cruel and twisted ways of this program in order to survive. A ping dinged on both of their planners.

"Well, Jayne, we have 3 days until the pageant. And we don't want to make Miss Saxton mad. But I promise to be caring while this training happens if you'd accept me to do so."

Hunter looked at his planner, and his eyes bulged out. There was so much on the list. Some things he was really not excited about doing. But a voice in his head told him he was destined to do so.

"Well, by the looks of this list, we have a lot to prepare for. I know she is paying close attention to our feed, so I'll trust you if you trust me. deal?"

Shawnee smiled and gave his ass a playful slap. "That sounds perfect, Jayne, you sexy girl. But you read the 1st thing, right? It's toy training homework. I saw how you were after HUM 101. That must have been traumatic for you. I'm sorry you had to have the two worst people here as your SAP volunteers. Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really. I'd rather just forget as much of it as possible."

"Well, you know that's not really realistic, Jayne. And I don't want you to have flashbacks when I help you with your homework."

"Can we wait for that and do the other things on our planners first?"

"No, it says every day until the pageant, you must either get fucked by a roommate or you must do it yourself while facing the camera in the room. We might as well get it over now for today and then do the other things. We can, of course, talk about whatever you want to distract your mind from it."

Hunter sighed but agreed with Shawnee. "Sure, Shawnee, I trust you to not be as rough as Lily. While we do this, I have some information you may be interested in hearing."

"That sounds like a plan. We do have an hour of fucking, so it will distract from the monotony. Prepare that sexy ass for some sensual fucking, you slut. Hehe." Shawnee grabs a silicone dildo from the dresser drawer. But this one was different than normal. It has a dick shape at both ends. Shawnee tells Hunter to be more in the center of the bed, and he complies.

"Well, unfortunately, or so they think it is." Shawnee shows Hunter her planner. "They say I must be fucked with my sissy as punishment. Use a double-sided dildo for each session this week. Well, jokes on them Jayne, I want to be fucked by you. But since you are locked away, this will have to do for now." A giant grin and a few winks were shown to Hunter, making him blush. She generously lubes both ends and gets on the bed facing Hunter's ass. She slowly pulls out his plug, making him moan. The puppy noise comes out of him a few seconds after removal. Hunter hides his head in embarrassment.

"Awe dont worry Jayne I think it's cute. I love that sound."

"No its embarrassing I cant stop it. It's completely involuntary. I wish it wouldn't happen."

"Its ok Jayne I won't judge you or make fun of you for it. I know they must have done something to you in the infirmary for this to be your reaction. Lets start our conversation there. Get ready; it's going in. Here comes the choo-choo heading for the tunnel."

They both let out a laugh as the tip of the dildo penetrated Hunter. He was laughing so much he didn't even notice for a few seconds. Then he felt the sensation of being filled up. He looks behind and sees that she got at least 3 inches in, and it was hanging from his ass. He sees the center of it has balls. Shawnee smacks his ass so he tightens up on it. Once satisfied, she gets on her hands and knees and removes her plug and places it on the nightstand next to them. Hunter sees the difference in sizes between them. Hers was humongous compared to his.

"Let's get fucked up, fuck buddy," she says as she inserts her end into her ass and goes balls deep, leaning back. The pressure causes Hunter to eek a bit.

"This is a group effort, Jayne. You have to work at it as well. I'm not going to do all the work."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"You have to push back at me. You have to fuck me, and not just me fuck you, silly Jayne. Just sway like you would be thrusting a woman in normal sex, but you're using your ass instead of a dick. Kind of like this."

Shawnee rocks her body back and forth slowly, moving Hunter's side of the dildo in and out slightly but remaining in his ass. Hunter gave a happy hum. It felt different than when Lily fucked his ass earlier in the day. This felt sensual, almost erotic. Shawnee reaches for his hands and holds them in hers.

"I've got you, girl; I'll take care of you as long as we are here. Just relax and try to enjoy yourself. Don't be shy, fuck my brains out, and I'll do the same."

Hunter felt calmer. He was happy to have an honest and trustworthy person to help him cope with all this place had to throw at him. He started back and forth like Shawnee, causing the dick to go deeper in them both.

"Ah, that's it, Jayne, just like that. Mmm, that cock feels so good. It feels so much different when doing it with someone you have a good connection with, right?"

Hunter was embarrassed to express that she was right. This did feel really good compared to SAP class. He was actually enjoying himself and started to up his pace, causing them both to moan.

"Ugh, ugh, so Shawnee. Ahh ahh, do you think we are in a good rhythm to start talking and exchanging info, mmmm?"

"Yea, Jayne, let's get started, uhhh. God, that feels good."

Hunter opens up to Shawnee about today's events. about how he felt during SAP and what happened during the trip to the admin office and the exit door. Shawnee shared her memory flashes that led to her passing out and what happened to her in the infirmary.

"What do you think Miss Saxton's plans for me are?"

"I'm not sure. But whatever they are, they can't be good. Maybe she wants you to be her secretary, or one of the funders of this program took a liking to you and wants you."

Hunter thought back to his trip to the dean's office before he was sent into this place. No, it couldn't be, could it? "Is her secretary a program graduate?"

"Most likely yes, Jayne. She seems very obedient and not very social. Did she walk into the room for a few minutes before letting you in?"

"Yea, I thought that was strange. You'd think there'd be an intercom system or something."

"Well, from what I've witnessed here, that fills the m. o. They must interact personally for orders and get punished for any little thing so they stay in line."

"I wonder what causes them not to try to flee from campus. They are basically public-facing as her secretary."

"I'm not fully sure, but I have a feeling it has to do with the counseling they have us go to. I'll ask you what goes on in there when you get out of yours; that way we can know if something is wrong."

"Sounds like a plan to me. "

"So Jayne, let's get a bit more personal. But for this, I want to ride a bit so it looks like I'm making you suffer a bit more. It will hurt a bit more, though. Are you ok with that?"

Hunter thought for a few seconds. He trusted Shawnee and knew she didn't have any bad intentions with the request.

"Sure, Shawnee. I think I'll be ok with that."

Shawnee was surprised by how quickly Jayne had accepted the request. Was this place making her more compliant than either of them realized?

"You know, when we are alone, you are allowed to say no to me. I dont want to fully control your every action. We are like best friends after all."

Hunter paused as she said that. He also felt like she was his friend, a best friend even. but not a romantic partner, just someone to talk to and receive attention and care from. He thought about his answer again.

"Yes, Shawnee, I want to do it. I'd rather you be my 1st experience with this rather than in one of the classes. You are indeed my friend. I feel our connection, and this might bring that connection to the next level. And plus, I get another angle of that hot bod of yours." Hunter gives Shawnee a wink and smiles, tilting his head.

"Alright, Jayne, let's do this. I'll just pretend like I'm riding your cock. If we ever get out of this with our minds intact, I want it for real."

"Oh, Shawnee, I didn't know you felt that strongly about me. Are you sure you only want me as a friend? with benefits?"

"Well, I... uhh... Shut up and turn yourself to face the end of the bed."

Hunter laughs to himself and maneuvers himself so that his ass is hanging over the bed after Shawnee removes the cock from her ass and stands, getting into position. Once ready, she grabs her end and lowers herself down, forcing the dick deeper into Hunter's ass. Hunter groans as it slides deeper. Shawnee starts bending her knees as she goes up and down, forcing it down in her and the hunter's ass until they are both deep enough to reach the balls that are in the center. Once their asses are touching, she starts her story.

"Well, as you know, I am Shawnee Carter. That's my real name. Only sissies get fake names here. I came here to study criminal justice."

"Wait, you were here for criminal justice? but you got thrown in here for picking school locks."

"You are correct there, Jayne; that's why I got in trouble. I was sneaking in to find out info. I always felt something off-putting about this school. I would see classmates not show up randomly. Also, dormmates have gone missing without a trace. No notes, no goodbye, nothing. All I knew was they were in trouble and went to the dean's office a few days prior to going missing. So I used my old pick-locking skills from when I was a teen to try to find out information."

"Did you ever find anything out?"

"I did find out that this school gets all its money from the surrounding towns. But what's weird is that these are all small towns with, like, no wealth. The nearest city is 3 hours away. I guess that was enough to get me called to the dean's office."

Shawnee increased her pace of riding, causing her to moan more and Hunter to sweat a little. She was hitting his G-spot without realizing.

"Ugh, what happened when you got here, Shawnee? ahh ahh."

"Mmm, well. I got woken up at 5 am and was told to grab my stuff quickly and that the rest would be given to me later. I remember being escorted out of the building, but then the next thing I can remember was being in this room. I've gone over that day many times, and that part is a blank."

Hunter was breathing a bit heavily but was invested in her story. He didn't want to derail it, even though his pleasure center was getting pressed and he was building up pleasure.

"They must have... ugh... forced that memory out so you don't know where you were taken. Sounds like you were escorted here fairly calmly. So what was your time here like?"

"Well, when I got here, I had a sissy all to myself. I tried to get information out of her, but it was to no avail. To be honest, I was quite surprised seeing all these dicks in skirts and thongs. I thought maybe they were all trans, but we know they are forced to accept this life. Some may have secretly wanted to express this side of them, but this isn't the best place to cultivate that. She was actually the 1st escape attempt."

"What was her name?"

"Is it really that important?

"Yes, we should remember the names of the fallen."

"Alright. Her name was Sarah. She was very thin. She was in the graduating class and was to be graduating in a month from when I entered. She was quite beautiful and was, of course, very obedient and craved doing whatever I asked of her. No matter what I tried to get her to talk like a normal person, she would have, like, semi-scripted answers, it felt."

Shawnee stopped riding and sat on Hunter, both sides fully in their asses, asses touching and balls deep.

"Her attempt was to grab a guard's weapon belt and force her way through. Apparently she reached the door to the outside before they got her. Her punishment was to clean the whole school while everyone else was asleep. She would never be seen in the day by anyone. All sissies were in maid outfits for the punishment ceremony, like how we had to dress you in that gimp-type outfit when you saw, you know."

Hunter flinched as the memories of that day came flowing back. He felt so bad for Candi. He was forced to fuck her ass that had an uncleaned flesh light inserted into it. He still remembered the gloopy slosh on his dick as he was forced to fuck it and cum.

"I'm sorry if that brings back bad memories, Jayne. Anyway, the other ones I saw had sissies as nurses. That one is horrifying. They are being used as a lab rat for treatments. The others I don't fully remember. I just remember the sissies being dressed even more slutty than normal."

Hunter processed all of what Shawnee was telling him. If he were to try a normal escape and fail, he would have some fate worse than death, it seemed.

"So when did Lily come into the picture?"

"Well, she came about a month after the 1st sissy graduated. She came in like she owned the place. I had heard about her and her clique's exclusions. She just seemed to like having someone to vent her anger out on. That's how I found out her dad was a donor to this place. She was heir to his fortune but had to graduate from here. She knew she couldn't get kicked out, so she kind of did what she wanted. Of course she got punished, but it doesn't seem to faze her much."

Hunter remembered all his interactions with Lily. She did seem more confident than the others. Kind of like she was untouchable. Now it all became clear. But now he had more questions. But he couldn't hold focus while the dildo was touching his prostate and his ass was jiggling whenever Shawnee's ass reached the balls of the dildo.

"Ahhh, Shawnee... I'm ahhh. getting... close"

"Oh, am I hitting your G-spot, Jayne?"

"Yes. And it's building up fast. How much longer do we have to do this?"

Shawnee looks at her planner for the time. "10 more minutes, Jayne. Do you want me to stop riding this dick in your ass and move it away from the G-spot?"

"If you think that's best, then yes. This does feel really good, though. I just don't want to get us in trouble if I cum."

There it was again. no resistance to a suggestion. Was Jayne too far gone?

"Jayne, I'm asking you if you want me to stop. Take some control of your own autonomy. You make the decision. I'll keep riding until you get your balls in the right mind." Shawnee ups her pace, hoping the increased pleasure will force an action from Jayne from either fear of punishment or a fall from bliss. Each pump up and down causes even more pressure to build up in Hunter's cage. He was in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Unlike SAP, he was actually horny and turned on by his ass getting fucked by Shawnee. His mind was cloudy in bliss. Shawnee started slapping his ass whenever she reached the bottom of the dildo. making a red mark over a few slaps. All she could hear was Jayne moaning more and more.

"Well, if she is going to be like this, I might as well get some orders in for after the fucking is done. I just hope I can knock some sense into her after this." Shawnee thought to herself. "Jayne, you better not cum, or else you're in big trouble. They change the sheets every day and will know if you cum on them and will be punished. After I'm done fucking you, go into the bathroom and turn on the shower on cold and lay in the tub until I come in. You got that?"

"Yes, Shawnee. Whatever you say, just don't stop, please." Hunter's mind was in ecstasy. He didn't want it to end. Shawnee didn't want to lose her only friend to this place. She wanted an independent mind, not an obedient one. Finally the time went up, and Shawnee quickly shot up and took the dildo out of both of their asses. She gives Hunter another slap on the ass and gets him to go to the tub. Once the water is turned on, Shawnee cries a bit. She didn't think this place would turn Jayne so fast. But she has experienced Jayne's trauma response before. Maybe it was just that. Time for another mind-clearing shower talk with Jaye, it seems.

When she walked into the bathroom, she saw Lily in the tub as expected, but in only her bra and thong. She never told her to do that. Maybe she had some logic still in there. "Why did you take off your clothes, Jayne?"

"Oh, was I not supposed to do that?. I'll put them on if you want, Shawnee."

"No, no, no, stop that, Jayne. Think for yourself. I am not your owner. I am your friend. You are your own person, not something for me to use."

Shawnee slaps Hunter hard in the face a few times. "I'm not supposed to do this, but no one is around. Hunter, get a fucking grip. You aren't a fucking girl. You are being forced to do this, remember."

Shawnee's words echoed in Hunter's ears as his mind fought between the implanted thoughts he had been given while in the infirmary and his normal thoughts. Shawnee could see his eyes darting back and forth as his head tilted. "That's it, Hunter, fight the thoughts. I know what might bring you back to reality. Ah, memories of our 1st time, hehe."

Shawnee grabbed Hunter with quite some force from the tub and tossed him against the wall where the camera couldn't see and pretended to yell for show, then walked over to him and kissed him. It was so passionate and full of both lust and love. Her lush lips dripping in saliva as she kisses him more.

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"Wait, that's Shawnee. Why is she kissing me? I guess I made her horny or something."

"No, this is wrong. A sissy and a woman can't be a romantic thing. You must repent."

"What was that? Who's there?"

"It's your true sissy self trying to come out. This is what you are destined to be. You do want to see Shawnee happy, don't you?"

"Well, yeah, but I know she wants me to be myself, not an obedient slave. That's Lily's thing."

"But it makes you happy to do things for her, right? Your serving her would make you both happy. She loves seeing you all dressed up, remember? You are as sexy as Jayne. Doesn't it feel good?"

"Sure, but we are friends. At least I assume we are. And that's what friends do for each other. We've got each other's backs."

"Well, she claimed you as her sissy from Lily at lunch, remember? She wants you to serve only her. You should oblige."

"No, she was protecting me from Lily and her sadistic ways."

"Owners protect their property, do they not?"

"Yes, but she wasn't doing it for that reason; she cares for me in a non-dominant way. We are equals."

"Hierarchy. You should be begging for her forgiveness and be kissing her beautiful feet. She deserves better, and you need to serve her better."

"I'm not really a foot guy. And I don't like your tone. Get out of my head."

"I am your inner thoughts, Jayne."

"No, my name is Hunter... Hunter Johnson.

"Your name is Jayne, and you love being dressed all sexy all day. Also, you enjoyed that ass-fucking by Shawnee, didn't you?"

"That's not the same thing."

"Yes, it is. Only a sissy loves getting fucked as much as you seem to do."

"What if I'm just gay or bisexual? You don't have to be a power bottom to take cock like a champ."

"See, that's just like a sissy in denial. You crave cock in your ass all the time. Only cock-hungry sissies think like that. All you are good for is to serve cock."

"Well, that's just what you'd like me to believe, wouldn't you? that I'm just a waste of space and better off being useful for something at least. I know your tricks. I've fought those demons before. Now be gone."

"You may get rid of me for now, but I will always be here... whispering in your ear. Guiding you to where you belong."

"And if you do, I will be here to fight you, and Shawnee will be on my side. Now fuck off."

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Shawnee stopped kissing Hunter and looked at him, worried she may have lost him. Hunter's face changes.

"Shawnee, thank you for bringing me back to my senses. You really are a good friend."

Shawnee was thrown aback. But she had to be sure he had his own free will. "So, Jayne, would you like some more toy training?. Since you seemed to like it so much, I thought we could fuck that as some more."

"Don't you think I've been fucked enough today, Shawnee? I mean, we got in trouble, and then you railroaded my tight ass like it was nothing. If anyone needs anything, it's you needing my dick in that ass of yours." Hunter winked and smiled.

Shawnee was ecstatic and started kissing Hunter over and over again. "I thought I had lost you to this place's ways." She slaps him. "Don't ever do that again. Don't let me tell you what to do with no resistance again."

"Is that an order or is that a request, Miss Mole Butt?"

"Oh, shut up, you. That's not cool." She shoves him playfully. "I'm glad you are back to your senses, Jayne, or shall I say Hunter?"

"I thought you weren't allowed to say my real name? Aren't you scared about the consequences?"

"Well, since we are alone and you were out of your fucking mind, I thought your real name was worth the risk."

"Well then, since you said that, I think this is worth the risk as well." Hunter pulls Shawnee against him and starts making out with her. sticking his tongue in her mouth, then her doing the same. "Shawnee, I know it's against the rules, but would you like to be my unofficial girlfriend since we can officially be on here?"

"Jayne, I don't know what to say. Actually, I do. Of course I do, you sexy beast." They continue to make out for the next 10 minutes. Hands moving all over each other. "Oh, would you like me to teach you how to pick your locks on your heels?"

"Hell yes. I want to get these prisons off me as often as possible."

"I'll be right back." Shawnee leaves the bathroom and comes back with a few hairpins and bobby pins. "Sit down; it will be easier that way. You see, all you need to do is..." She pops open one of the locks and removes it and has Hunter try the other on the same shoe. After a few attempts, he gets it. Then the other locks come off, and Hunter removes his shoes.

"Oh my god, that feels so good. My feet are always killing me, and my ankles are not much better. Thanks, Shawnee. Can you show me how to unlock my cage as well? You can get this dick you've been craving if you do."

"As much as I would love to. I can't do that. I did teach one sissy how to do that, but there is a secret alarm on the cages that only staff can disable when they remove the cages. Since I don't see them hold anything while it happens, I think it's either a button under their desk or some sort of magnet-based alarm. probably like how stores catch you stealing clothes. So I'm sorry, Hunter, I can't."

"Thanks, Shawnee. I appreciate what you've done for me. You are the best. But I don't want to risk someone randomly walking by and hearing you use my real name. So I will still go by Jayne, but you can call me by my name whenever you feel it's reasonable."

"That's the Jayne I know and love. Always clever and cautious at the same time. But now we have to practice the other parts of the pageant stuff. We do have to get you top 5 ready. but we will take it slow."

The next few days flew by. Hunter and Shawnee practice Jaynes question answering and other pageant-related stuff. The ass fucking still happened, but they remained in full control of Hunter's mind while fucking. They formed a plan for escape after the pageant.

Hunter would get fucked in SAP over the next few days as well, but he fought through it, thinking of Shawnee's face when he got back to the dorm. It made the humiliation not as bad knowing he had something to look forward to.

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"How are our 2 subjects doing since our little meeting?"

"They are doing well, miss. As you can see, the special sex toy we gave them is doing its job to its full extent. Just look at that face."

"Yes, that's the face of a sissy that wants to serve cock without question. Too bad the aggression serum didn't work as planned."

"Yes, it does seem we need to adjust the parameters. We apologize."

"That's just how science works. We will get it correct soon enough. For now, keep monitoring them. I have to meet up with the head honcho to discuss what happened to his cunt of a daughter. She had it coming if you ask me, but I must abide by his summons after all."

"Yes, miss, have a good day."

To be Continued