Sallas 2: The Gilded Cage

Chapter Description: Anna and Ryan arrive at their new home to find a number of surprises...

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Soon Anna started noticing signs for Kingston with the miles ticking down drawing them closer to the heart of Sallas and their new home. The giant buildings loomed into view like huge obelisks but just before they swallowed Ann whole the car turned down an off-ramp and carried on parallel to the city for a few minutes.

The roads thinned from the highways until they were on regular streets. The car slowed down in front of a large gate, beyond were many large houses. Anna felt panic consuming her as she was reminded of the Finishing School they had just passed. There was a checkpoint at the gate and after some papers were handed over the guard pressed a button which caused the gate to swing open. The car rolled through slowly.

“It’s a gated community.” Mr. Sawyer said unnecessarily, “Everything you need is right here on site. The houses are occupied by other government employees and their families.”

“What if we want to go off-site?” Anna asked.

“You won’t need to.” Mr. Sawyer replied.

“Yeah, but…” Anna started.

Anna caught Ryan’s eyes and stopped talking. The implication was clear. It was a gated community but just as much as it was designed to keep people out, it was also designed to keep them in. It was just a large fancy prison with the illusion of freedom. Anna swallowed nervously.

The car carried on moving slowly down the long driveway. The houses were all off to the sides and were pretty much identical to each other. If it was a prison, it was at least a very well maintained one and there could be few inmates with cells as lovely as the two-storey homes they were passing. They were a lot smaller than the mansion Ryan had grown up in, but they were certainly bigger than Anna’s family’s house.

“Home sweet home.” Mr. Sawyer said as the car pulled into a driveway.

The house was identical to all the others. A picturesque front garden with a white picket fence and a perfect lawn. A stone path led to a red front door on a porch with a swinging seat. Anna had always imagined living in a house like this, just not under these circumstances. The car doors opened and everyone stepped out except for Anna.

Ryan hurried around the car and unbuckled Anna’s restraints before anyone else could start doing it. Anna climbed out of the seat and stumbled slightly as she stood up. The warm diaper, exposed to the world, forced her legs apart. She couldn’t see it herself, but she was sure its wetness was obvious. Anna saw the driver of the car looking at her padding and smirking.

“And, of course, the car is yours.” Mr. Sawyer said.

“The car?” Ryan asked in surprise.

“Consider it a company car.” Mr. Sawyer replied, “Or a gesture of good will. We understand you’re both nervous, but you have to know that we value you both greatly. We could be on the cusp of a beautiful partnership. Here are the keys to the house. We’ll leave you to explore.”

Ryan held out his hand and Mr. Sawyer dropped the keys in his palm. Anna was looking around at the other houses, she was sure she could see some curtains twitching as people looked out at their new neighbour. Ryan looked almost as shocked as Anna.

“If you need anything just pick up the phone. It connects to the front desk.” Mr. Sawyer said with a smile.

“What about calls outside this… community?” Ryan asked.

“We can connect you.” Mr. Sawyer replied, “As long as the person you’re calling is on our approved list, of course.”

Anna and Ryan looked at each other. The façade of this being some kind of freedom fell apart as soon as they scratched the surface. Mr. Sawyer and his driver were walking towards a car parked at the curb. The driver got straight in, but Mr. Sawyer stopped.

“One more thing…” Mr. Sawyer said from the opposite end of the garden path, “As a further gesture of just how seriously we are taking this, you’ll find a nice surprise waiting for you inside. There’s no need to thank me, just be ready for my call. In the meantime, we will be making sure that you’re both acting… appropriately. These little privileges, the car, the house, the surprise inside, they can all be taken away again.”

Anna took a shuffling step closer to Ryan, feeling his body against hers despite the layers and layers of cloth separating them. Ryan responded by putting an arm around her. When she looked up at her husband, she saw him staring at Mr. Sawyer, his jaw seemingly set in place and teeth gritted together.

“We’ll leave you to enjoy your new residence.” Mr. Sawyer said after several uncomfortable seconds, “Sallas thanks you in advance for your cooperation.”

They would be making sure the couple were acting “appropriately”? The threat was clear. Mr. Sawyer was going to be watching them and slipping up meant a trip to the Finishing School they drove past. Anna started to wonder if they had taken that route deliberately as a threat. Finally, Mr. Sawyer climbed into the car at the curb and drove away leaving Anna and Ryan alone. It felt like a whirlwind had hit them. It had blown Anna and Ryan away from their old life and left them in a completely alien world.

“I guess we should go in.” Ryan said a few seconds later.

Ryan put his key in the door and as he turned it there was a loud click and the door gently swung open. Anna was glad to get out of the public eye in her ridiculous outfit, she stepped over the threshold in front of Ryan in a way she was sure would make Mr. Sawyer blanche.

It was immediately obvious that this house was everything their old apartment wasn’t. It looked brand new, it was fully furnished and it was even welcoming. Anna had to remind herself where she was because she was sure she would grow to loathe it all. It may have looked nice, but it represented defeat, it represented being a traitor to what she believed in and turning her back on every other woman. She tried to remind herself she really didn’t have a choice, but it did little to make her feel better.

“I wonder where the maid is.” Ryan said as he stepped further inside.

“Huh?” Anna grunted.

“The maid.” Ryan repeated with a shrug, “Mr. Sawyer said we’d have a live-in maid.”

The couple started exploring the house. The living room faced out on to the main road. It had two long couches against two of the walls and in the corner opposite them was a large television. There was a large cabinet stacked with shelves full of books, all authored by men, of course, next to a fireplace. Above that was a mantelpiece with picture frames ready to have photos from Anna and Ryan placed in them. The room also had a baby bouncer, sized for adults, hanging in the corner and some toys scattered around. Anna balked at them. She didn’t know if she would actually be expected to debase herself and play with those toys or if they were simply there to taunt her.

The dining room and kitchen were essentially one room separated by a wall that stopped just above hip height. Anna leaned against it and felt the marble top press against the very top of her diaper. The kitchen was meticulously clean and had all the appliances she remembered from living with her adoptive parents. Everything was a shining black with the fridge looming up and over them like an obelisk. The dining room was dominated by a large circular table that had two chairs and two highchairs around it. All around the house Anna noticed that there were constant reminders of what her place was supposed to be.

Anna led the way upstairs and to a landing that had several doors leading off it. The door at the top of the stairs was the bathroom. It was very clean and clearly brand new but otherwise unremarkable. The next room was the master bedroom. It looked very cosy indeed with a large double bed, two sets of drawers and closets on either side. Ryan opened one closet to find a multitude of nearly identical suits, Anna opened hers to see so many colours she thought she was going to get a migraine. It seemed all her outfits were similar to the one she was currently wearing much to her anger.

The next room along was a nursery. Fully stocked but currently empty Anna knew it was for her. That thought was confirmed when Ryan pointed above the door where the words “Baby Anna’s Nursery” was stencilled on the wallpaper. The nursery was sickening, mostly pink and white and crammed with toys and paraphernalia that Mr. Sawyer had to know Anna would have no interest in. Was she really expected to stay in this room?

“Still no sign of the maid.” Ryan said. His valiant attempt to change the subject only semi-worked.

“Maybe she starts tomorrow or something.” Anna replied. She really didn’t like the idea of a maid who she was certain would be a spy for Mr. Sawyer.

Anna was happy to leave the nursery as soon as possible and move to the final room. She expected maybe a spare bedroom for guests or just an empty space left so they could store things. She was still looking through the open doorway at “her” nursery when Ryan opened the last door.

The final door opened, and Anna let out a scream. She ran into the room before even thinking about what she was doing and dropped down to cuddle the writhing person on the floor. She immediately knew that it was Jane. The woman who Anna had befriended back at the college and had been sent away by her bastard of her husband to Finishing School was now laying on the floor hogtied and with a gag in her mouth. She was in a diaper somehow thicker than Anna’s, and it was barely even touched by the skimpy French maid dress she had over the top of it. She looked thinner than Anna remembered, her hair longer and there was a haunted expression in her eyes, but it was undeniably Jane.

“Jane!” Anna was practically in tears, “Oh my god! Are you alright? Shit… Ryan! Help me untie her!”

Anna was almost manic. She started trying to untie the knots that bound Jane’s hands and legs together but eventually Ryan’s stronger and much steadier hands were required to finally release them. Anna reached under Jane’s hair and searched for the release to the gag. As soon as she found it the gag slackened and came away with a trail of drool.

“Jane? Are you alright?” Anna asked as tears ran down her cheek.

It was immediately obvious to Anna that something was wrong. Jane’s eyes had a glassy look to them, like she was seeing Anna but not really recognising her. She had a half-smile on her face as she rolled on to her front and pushed back until she was sitting down, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth as she examined her fingers as if they were brand new. She blinked several times as she looked around the room.

“Jane?” Anna said again more tentatively.

Jane’s head turned towards Anna, and she frowned a little. It looked like she was trying to remember something she had seen long ago. Her mouth opened and moved silently as if trying to remember how to form a word. Anna looked on in shock and worry.

“A… Anna?” Jane said quietly and in a high-pitched voice.

“Th-That’s right!” Anna nodded her head quickly, “Are you alright?”

Anna saw Jane look around once more. After a couple of seconds, she started to slowly stand up. As she did so Anna became aware of how short her friend’s maid dress was, Anna could see that her diaper was soaked, and she wondered how long Jane had been on the floor like that.

“Wy-… Wyan.” Jane said as she looked at Anna’s husband.

“Hi, Jane.” Ryan replied rather weakly. He shot Anna a concerned look, “How are you doing?”

Anna saw a smile form on Jane’s face, but it was still somehow wrong. It wasn’t her smile; it was the expression of a stranger coming from a familiar face. Jane waddled across the room to the large changing table. She picked up a pink envelope and brought it over to Ryan, she curtsied and giggled as she handed it over.

“I’m gonna pway.” Jane said.

Anna was left speechless as Jane skipped out of the room. She and Ryan heard her head downstairs whilst still staring at each other. Anna was in turmoil, she didn’t know what to think. On the one hand she was very happy to see her friend but on the other hand things were very clearly wrong. Apart from knowing their names Jane seemed to have no recollection of Anna or Ryan.

“Oh god…” Ryan moaned with a sigh. He was reading the letter in the envelope given to him by Jane, “You’re going to want to read this.”

Anna walked over and took the letter. At the top was the Sallas coat of arms and flag. As well as the name of the department it had written in. It looked very official.

“Dear Mr. Manning.” The letter began. It certainly seemed like the government anticipated the married couple taking up their offer, “As per the agreement, you have been leased this house whilst under the employment of the government of Sallas. No doubt you have met the maid. Having checked our records we see that she knows the pair of you which should make all this easier. Having completed her time in Finishing School, you will find her to be docile and useful around the home. Jane has been trained to look after the house, however, it is suggested not to overload her infantile mind. If you should find her work faulty or not good enough, please contact us for a replacement. Regards, Mr. Sawyer.”

Anna felt crushed. How cruel it was to return Jane in such a condition, they must’ve known the turmoil it would cause. Anna was torn between anger and sadness, so she settled on a frustrated rage. She let out a primal screen and walked over to the nearest shelf. She ran her hand along knocking everything off it and was just starting to throw books when she felt hands pull her away.

“Get off!” Anna exclaimed as the tears burst forth.

“It’s going to be OK.” Ryan said. He didn’t let go of her but instead held her even tighter.

Anna slumped in tears and Ryan followed her down until they were both sat on the floor of the nursery. Anna’s soft sobs of despair the only sound as Ryan held her.

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