Cherished Memories
Farleven
Chapter 5
Sylvia awoke some time later on a new bed. She realized where she was a moment later, in a room just off the same hall that she had met Heather on. Her mind was awash in strange sensations as she tried to assess what had been done to her. She sat there and considered her past again, trying to find the point where things seemed wrong. Looking back, Sylvia found herself reliving the years before college after her parents’ deaths. She had bounced around staying with friends and strangers. She’d paid her way with sex, letting anyone use her until they tired of her. Sylvia cried as she remembered being fucked over and over again. At first she’d been reluctant, but over time she’d become a good little slut, putting out any time a man asked for her. After a while, she’d even found herself being rented out by some of her partners. Sylvia whimpered as she remembered being used as a party favor, a precursor to her college days of wild sex parties.
Sylvia simply sobbed as she studied her memories. She knew that none of that had really happened, that her time after her parent’s death had been one of mourning but not of sexual servitude. Her memories were lying to her. That she knew, but Sylvia was fully aware of just how little it mattered. She had already accepted her memories of college, she knew logically that they were all lies, but it didn’t matter. Her own mind was unable to ignore her memories, even if she knew they were wrong. She could only keep checking over them for so long and then she’d succumb to them, accepting the lies and fully discarding her true past.
Sylvia sat there and considered her fate, the memories she now had pointed her towards one immutable result. Almost her whole life had been twisted, and the new memories were those of a slut in preparation for slavery. Her new memories of her pre college days only forced the point home. In college, she had used her sorority to find sex, to try and fill a void within her through her own choices. Now, she could remember being used, nearly raped by her friends. It was in those moments that she found peace and happiness, not in independence, but when under the domain of a dominating man or woman. Her childhood boyfriend seemed to be the strongest emphasis, far beyond all the rest. When they’d been kids their relationship had never progressed beyond innocent kissing. He’d met her again years later and now Sylvia remembered vividly the first time he had fucked her. He had caught one of his buddies fucking her and the two men reached an agreement, allowing him to fuck her too. Sylvia had resisted at first, but she found herself embracing her fate. A desire for independence finally allowed her to escape to college, but at school, she was outside her friend’s control, and she couldn’t find another man to fill that void.
Sylvia realized how perfectly everything was meshing together, her memories all pointed to this moment. She now understood why she’d accepted Julie Vernon’s offer to be turned into an office sex slave. Her life was devoid without a master or mistress, but her own deep-seated needs for independence clashed with her need to be controlled. It was only perfect that she destroy that need for independence, and she knew Jacob would help her complete the task.
As before, Sylvia knew her memories were false, a lie implanted within her from the insidious treatment she was receiving. That wasn’t important now, though, she knew her fate was sealed the moment she stepped into this resort. The real reason she was here had already been wiped from her mind, but Sylvia knew exactly how she’d be leaving. Her mind was awash in the torment of her reality, and Sylvia knew there was only one way to relieve the pain.
She pulled herself off the bed, and began a search for Jacob. As she walked down the hall, she nearly ran over little Mary as the girl walked out of her own room. Mary’s face was full of fear and anguish and Sylvia couldn’t help but stop.
“Oh, please help me!” Mary sobbed, wrapping herself around Sylvia for comfort.
“What’s wrong?” Sylvia asked, both knowing and fearing the response. Mary had seemed so transformed the day before, but now she was a wreck. Sylvia simply held the naked teen to her.
“I’m being changed, turned into a slut for my neighbor. Please, you have to help me, I don’t want to be his little pussy slave!” Mary said, unaware of her own language in her pleas.
Sylvia held the young woman for a few more minutes, letting her cry herself out. Finally, Sylvia decided what had to be done. She knew she hated to do it, but it made a perverted kind of sense. There wasn’t any need for Mary to suffer, any more than Sylvia wanted to suffer herself. “Follow me, I think Jacob can help us both.”
“But he’s the one who’s turning me into a slut!” Mary exclaimed.
“I know, but he’s the only one who can set things right, you’ll see.” Sylvia comforted her. She pulled Mary up and set off again, more determine than ever to find Jacob.
It was only a few minutes before the reached the lounge and found Jacob relaxing in a reclining chair. Sylvia noted the surprise in his eyes at being confronted with two naked women. “Jacob, can I ask you for something?”
“Certainly, Sylvia.” He responded, pulling himself up in his chair.
Sylvia leaned forward and whispered into his ear. “Mary is very distraught, I was wondering if you couldn’t finish her treatments so she can find peace of mind. If you’re going to do this to her at least don’t torture her. I want you to do the same for me, if I have to be a sex slave, please just let me forget my old life.”
“Alright, are you sure you want this, Sylvia? This is your last moments of freedom. I was going to give you another day before finishing your treatments.” Jacob asked, seeming to be truly concerned for her choices. Sylvia didn’t know if that sympathy was real or not, and she didn’t care. It did nothing to change her fate.
“Yes, just end this nightmare, if I won’t be me any longer, at least let me forget who I was.” Sylvia answered, more sure of herself with every moment. She didn’t even worry about it, knowing that she was nearly gone now, but the simple knowledge that her mind was being taken from her was grating on her even now. There was only one route to inner peace, and they all knew it. Now all that remained was to take the final treatment and become who they wanted her to be.
“Alright then, let’s go.” Jacob got up and led the pair off to the treatment room.
There was a momentary struggled once they reached the room. Both girls were compelled by their early treatments to sit in the chair, and there was only one chair. Finally, Jacob held Sylvia back, allowing the frightened girl to take her place.
“Please, let me go, I don’t want to be his little slut.” Mary sobbed as she helped Jacob strap her down. She turned to Sylvia. “How could you do this?”
“It’s alright, when Jacob’s done, you won’t be so unhappy. I know they’re doing a terrible thing to you, but there is only one path for us to take. We’re going to be sex slaves no matter what happens, Mary, there’s no sense living in agony any longer than you have to when you can’t avoid your fate.” Sylvia tried to explain to the girl just why she’d done this. It wasn’t easy for Sylvia to do this, but she didn’t want to see Mary suffer any more. Soon, she would be happy as well, though she’d no longer be the Sylvia she was before.
“Okay, Mary, brace yourself.” Jacob warned the girl as he activated the device. Mary didn’t even scream, though her entire body clenched as the machine began to rewrite her memories again.
Sylvia stood there and marveled at the device, amazed that something so simple had been the source of all this turmoil. “Why are you here, Jacob. Do you enjoy turning women into objects?”
“Yes, Sylvia, I like my work, but I don’t know if I always did. I don’t remember my life before working here, so I very much suspect we’re both puppets. Don’t worry, though, because I know you’ll enjoy your new life as much as I enjoy mine. It is the one thing that keeps me from going crazy here is that I know that none of my patients are unsatisfied with their new lives, even though I know they resisted the treatments like anyone would. You may be a corporate sex slave, Sylvia, but I guarantee that you’ll find more happiness, pride and feeling of accomplishment in your new life than in your old.” Jacob answered while Mary continued on her own path to becoming a willing sex pet for her neighbor.
Sylvia let the rest of their time pass in silence. Eventually, Mary was finished and Sylvia took her place.
“Good bye, Jacob.” Sylvia said as she saw him activate the controls. The pain engulfed her a moment later, washing away her old self and releasing the new Sylvia. Even as the pain coursed through her mind, Sylvia relaxed, knowing finally that the torment of her fate was finished and she would be gone in only a moment.