Sallas 2: The Gilded Cage

Chapter Description: A new routine is being established. One that has Anna, Ryan and Jane at the beck and call of the Sallas government and their whims. This means that the first day of filming interviews was not a one-off...

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The next day of interviews was just as exhausting as the one before. There were some questions that were clearly catered to a foreign market but for the most part it seemed like the questions were repeats of the day before. When Anna pointed out they could save time and use the previous day’s answers she was ignored. At least she was allowed to change when she needed it, or rather Ryan was allowed to change her.

It was another exhausting day with questions that didn’t let up and yet again Anna and Ryan had to paste on their fake smiles. By the time they reached the end Anna was about ready to collapse, thankfully they were informed that the next day would be one of rest. That didn’t mean Anna was going to be idle though.

“Come on, Jane.” Anna said encouragingly as she pointed out a letter in a children’s alphabet book she had found in one of the nurseries.

Jane was looking down and frowning. Anna had no expectation that her friend would be able to recognise the letter, but she still hoped. They had been going for an hour without any progress and Jane was starting to get fidgety.

Finally, Jane looked up at Anna with a vacant smile and shrugged her shoulders. Anna sighed and closed the book. She had been hoping that she could quickly undo the damage of the Finishing School, but she hadn’t made any progress, it seemed that whatever they did in those places was bulletproof.

“Can I go clean?” Jane asked as if it was some big treat.

Anna nodded her head and admitted defeat. Jane eagerly got up and hurried over to the cupboard for the cleaning supplies as Anna started picking up the various things she’d been using to try and re-educate her friend. She wouldn’t give up but her hopes of making progress were severely dented.

Anna reached a hand under her dress and pressed her hand against her diaper. Rather predictably she was very wet. Living in this gated community meant that she was surrounded by potential enemies, it only took one of them finding Anna without her diapers for this whole thing to potentially collapse. Whilst women were allowed to be potty trained it had been made very clear to Anna that she was to remain in diapers for the marketing campaign, being caught out of them would probably be a quick way to get taken away.

Standing up and making her way upstairs Anna felt grateful that at least today she wasn’t forced to answer thousands of questions like the previous couple of days. Without all those intruders the house felt so much larger, she had started to genuinely think of it as her home, and it was one she was proud of. Normally she didn’t like doing housework, thanks to her childhood, where helping her mother clean was considered a treat, but increasingly she was picking up a sponge or cloth and helping Jane. Jane never seemed to approve of anyone else doing any work, but Anna couldn’t just sit by and watch the poor woman slaving away no matter how much Jane outwardly seemed to enjoy it.

“Oh, Anna?” Ryan’s voice came from the master bedroom.

Anna turned away from her nursery and walked into the bedroom where her husband had been laying down. He was sitting on the edge of the bed holding the house phone and smiling.

“What’s up?” Anna asked as she walked in and sat on the bed next to Ryan.

“I just got off the phone with Mr. Sawyer.” Ryan said as he put an arm around Anna.

“And you’re smiling?” Anna asked with a frown. Ryan chuckled slightly.

“He told me that I’m going to start my new job on Monday!” Ryan said happily.

Anna smiled back at her husband but didn’t really feel the same enthusiasm that he apparently did. She understood why he was happy though. He had spent the time since they had moved to the gated community without anything to do, that idleness had turned into worrying that as soon as the government were done with them for marketing they would be carted off. Having an actual job waiting made things seem more secure, more permanent.

Anna hugged Ryan. It seemed that whether she wanted it to or not every day made this new home feel more permanent. She didn’t know if that was good or not. When Ryan let her go, she stood up and was about to head for the nursery when Ryan stopped her by taking hold of her hand.

“Is everything alright?” Ryan asked.

“Is it ever alright?” Anna replied with a shake of the head, “It’s Jane…”

“Still no progress?” Ryan asked.

“Nothing.” Anna replied as her shoulders slumped, “It’s not just that she’s making no progress either. It’s like she doesn’t WANT to make progress. I know it’s stupid, she can’t help it, I just don’t know how to even start making her better.”

“It’ll come.” Ryan replied.

Anna knew Ryan was just trying to make her feel better. She had never heard of a woman returning from Finishing School and getting “fixed” afterwards. As Anna stood there the phone rang again. Ryan picked it up. His face fell the longer he held the receiver to his ear before finally putting it back down.

“Mr. Sawyer and his crew will be with us every day until Monday.” Ryan said despondently, “They have more stuff they want to film.”

“What could they possibly need to film!?” Anna asked angrily, “We answered all their stupid questions!”

“I don’t know.” Ryan replied, “He didn’t give any specifics.”

“I need to go change.” Anna muttered darkly as she turned away from Ryan.

Anna wasn’t mad at her husband. She knew there was nothing he could do, he was just as much a pawn in the game as she was, but she was still angry. As nice as the house was it wasn’t worth the humiliations that came with it.

The nursery had remained virtually untouched since Ryan and Anna had moved in. Anna spent barely any time in the room; the only time she did go in was when she was changing herself. In some ways it was a shame. There were a lot of toys and books in there that some little girl would probably love but it was all going to waste.

Anna got out a fresh diaper and her changing supplies. It had quickly been re-established that this was her normal. Her time in panties already felt like a different lifetime or a particularly vivid dream. She lowered the front of the diaper and cleaned herself up before hastily taping on the new one. Once she was done, she let her hands fall to her side with a sigh as she stared up at the ceiling.

Right above Anna, in the attic, was the phone. The secret cell phone that nobody seemed to know about. Anna stared up as she thought back through the strange conversation she had experienced with “Thorn.” She still didn’t trust the person on the other end, but she was intrigued. In quiet moments like this she always hoped she would hear the phone ring again, she had questions she wanted answered and she wanted to tell Thorn that she couldn’t possibly go to the mall. She wasn’t a free woman no matter how pleasant her surroundings seemed. Thorn had probably given up waiting for her my then.

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The next morning Anna awoke full of dread. She went to check on Jane who cuddling a stuffed bear in her crib sleepily. She reached through the bars to pat the diaper between the sleeping woman’s legs. She was soaked as she often was in the morning. Anna felt more like a mother checking on her daughter than a friend.

Anna left the room. Jane’s diaper was unlikely to leak and normally they waited until she woke up to change her and dress her for a day of chores. No matter how much Anna tried to convince her to do something fun Jane always defaulted to cleaning. She struggled to sit still through a movie or TV show and whenever Anna looked at her during such times, she saw that Jane was distracted. It seemed like the Finishing School had removed Jane’s ability to relax in any way that didn’t involve acting like a baby or a servant.

Anna went down to the kitchen where she found Ryan already drinking his morning coffee. She went to the coffee machine herself to make her own morning drink. With just a robe over her diaper she crinkled loudly with each step. At first hearing that crinkle again was mortifying, now it was just part of the background noise.

“When will they be here?” Anna asked as she sat at the table.

“They didn’t say.” Ryan replied, “You might want to get dressed soon though.”

“Can’t we just tell them I’m sick or something?” Anna asked.

“Do you think that would stop them?” Ryan answered.

“Probably not…” Anna conceded with a sigh.

Anna drank her coffee in silence. She hadn’t realised just how intense the schedule would be for her in this “job.” The scale of the campaign was clearly more than she had ever anticipated. After finishing her drink, she went upstairs to get dressed. She changed into a fresh diaper and put on a very childish dress which did little to cover her padded state. She hated it but expected Mr. Sawyer to approve.

“Jane? It’s time to wake up.” Anna said as she opened the door to Jane’s nursery.

The smell hit Anna immediately. Jane was sitting in her crib with a faraway look in her eyes, it was almost like she was on standby mode until someone needed her. It was clear that she had pooped herself and as Anna approached the crib the stench got worse. Anna kicked herself for not changing Jane before getting dressed.

“Hewwo.” Jane yawned. She seemed to have no shame about how she had been found.

The side of the crib rattled down and Anna helped Jane out of it. She felt so pathetic. The big strong and proud woman who wouldn’t be cowed by any man now dressed just like all those women she looked on with pity and disdain. She led Jane over to the changing table and helped her up.

Jane’s diaper was, predictably, in a very bad state and Anna had to be very careful about cleaning her up. She didn’t want to have to go change again so stood well back as she cleaned her friend up. Anna pulled the used diaper away and dropped it in the pail. Just as she was unfolding a new disposable, she heard the doorbell ring.

“Who’s that?” Jane said as she lifted her head.

“It doesn’t matter.” Anna replied, “Let’s just finish up here, OK?”

Jane laid back down. Anna put her friend into a fresh diaper as she heard Ryan open the door and greet Mr. Sawyer. She sighed as she flattened the final tape on the front of Jane’s padding. Jane was smiling vacantly as she watched Anna go about the change.

“Sometimes I wonder if I should envy you…” Anna said quietly as she looked at Jane, “You don’t worry about anything, do you? I wonder what it must be like to live in such blissful ignorance…”

“Anna!” Ryan shouted up the stairs.

“Coming.” Anna replied. She turned to Jane, “We’d better get you dressed.”

Anna dressed Jane in a pink onesie with similar coloured skirt over the top that had frilly edges. No matter how much Anna tried to adjust it she couldn’t completely cover the diaper and stretched onesie material underneath. Anna took Jane’s hand and led the crinkling woman downstairs.

“There’s our star.” Mr. Sawyer said with a big grin as Anna walked down the stairs. He was standing in the hallway with Ryan, “I’ve shown the preliminary cut of our interviews to my boss, and he is ecstatic!”

“Yippee.” Anna said sarcastically.

“Yippee indeed.” Mr. Sawyer replied, “If you don’t keep him happy, he sends you away.”

“Whatever.” Anna waved a hand dismissively, “Can we just get this over with?”

Mr. Sawyer laughed and clapped Ryan on the back. Ryan jerked forwards as Mr. Sawyer turned and walked back out to the garden. Anna leaned sideways and could see several vehicles lined up on the curb outside the house. It looked like Ryan had been selected to give the bad news.

“Ryan?” Anna asked.

“We’re being taken to the park.” Ryan said flatly, “Jane’s coming too.”

“The park? The one in the gated community?” Anna asked.

“No…” Ryan replied with a sigh.

“But… Ryan, I don’t want to go out dressed like this!” Anna definitely didn’t want to have to face the public in such a humiliating manner.

“What do you want me to do?” Ryan asked with a shrug, “I don’t want to be a part of this either, but we don’t exactly have a choice in the matter.”

“We’re going to the park?” Jane asked excitedly, “Will there be swings?”

When Ryan nodded his head, the regressed woman jumped up and down clapping her hands. There was nothing anyone could do. Anna watched as the preparations were made and then she was taken out of the house with Jane running happily in front of them. She was shocked when cameras started clicking loudly and she realised even this was being used to brainwash the population. Every aspect of her life was being crafted meticulously. She felt less like a person and more like a product.

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