Sallas 2: The Gilded Cage

Chapter Description: Now that Anna has the mystery package from The Rose Resistance in her diaper, she needs to find a way to get it home safely and securely. Ryan is less than happy at the risk she is taking.

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Anna winced slightly and it wasn’t entirely because the package was poking her in a particularly sensitive place. She had been feeling the need for the toilet for quite a while. Her diaper was obviously wet, but she had resisted messing herself out there in the public space, she wasn’t going to be able to put it off forever though.

“Are we nearly done?” Ryan asked Mr. Sawyer as if he could read Anna’s mind.

“Done?” Mr. Sawyer chuckled, “Of course not, we’ve still got to get you going around the upper floors.”

Anna looked up and let out a whine. There were five other levels filled with shops and shoppers, surely they couldn’t be expected to go around all of them. Anna’s legs were already chafing from the thick diaper she had been made to wear.

Regardless of Anna’s wants or needs they were taken round to the elevators near the front of the store. As Anna rode out another cramp, she saw more people recognising her. They waved but all she could do was give them a pained look before turning away. She had never wanted to be a celebrity yet alone one known for being a traitor to her gender. She saw the woman from earlier as clear as if it had just happened and shivered. That woman was right about her, she was a traitor and nothing more.

The stroller was pushed forwards and into the elevator and they travelled up to the second floor. They had to wait for the whole production crew to get up leaving Anna to just stand around feeling her need growing.

“Perhaps we should get some shots with Anna in the stroller as well.” Mr. Sawyer said, “For variety.”

There was a thumbs up from someone with a clipboard. Anna didn’t know if he was a producer or a director or whatever else. Ryan unbuckled Jane who, after so long strapped down, had a lot of energy. Whilst Anna was put in the seat a member of the team was having to put a toddler harness on Jane to stop her running off.

“Ah!” Anna exclaimed as Ryan helped her down.

The package that had been nestled in the back of her diaper poked around her. With Jane distracting most of the crew Anna reached down and pushed the package between her legs, so it was in the front of her diaper rather than the back. Ryan frowned at her but said nothing as he restrained his wife in the pushchair. It was, at least, slightly more comfortable.

“OK. Carry on.” Mr. Sawyer called out.

It was hard to say if the stroller was better than walking. Her legs were no longer chafing, and it did give the sense that she wasn’t in control so didn’t have to worry so much, but on the other side there was no shortage of embarrassment. Her dress didn’t cover her diapers like that, and she was attracting a lot of attention from passers-by. She looked more like a baby than ever, and her face was soon pinker than her clothes. The discomfort in the stomach hadn’t gone anywhere either and she started twisting and turning to try and alleviate the cramps.

The slow walk around this new level of shops was torturous to Anna. She was cramping up a lot but with so many people she was still trying to keep herself together. About halfway through the walk Mr. Sawyer decided to have the women switch around again. Jane was clearly unhappy but obediently sat back in the stroller whilst Anna stood up and nearly immediately doubled over.

“Anna?” Ryan hurried over.

For Anna’s bowels the time was up. The movement to standing up was all that was required to make her bowels push down. The package in her diaper was still at the front, and she hoped it would be safe but couldn’t do anything even if it wasn’t. Her face reddened as she let go in front of all the people walking past. Mushy poop was expelled and pushed the back of the diaper out as it filled the limited space.

Anna pushed again to completely empty herself. It was a position and situation she was sadly familiar with but that didn’t seem to make it any less humiliating for her. As she finished, she stood up and felt her skin sliding against her fresh deposit. She was cringing hard as the slimy feeling coated her rear. The smell quickly became apparent to everyone around the stroller.

“Alright, let’s get you changed.” Ryan said softly. He knew Anna would want to deal with the situation as soon as possible.

“We’ll take her.” Mr. Sawyer signalled to a younger employee behind him. Anna suspected the man was an intern, he looked a little green in the face.

Anna quickly stepped behind Ryan and grabbed his arm with both her hands. She was deliberately acting like a shy baby girl hiding behind their caretaker. She couldn’t allow anyone else to change her, not just because of the humiliation but because what she had in her diaper would probably get her labelled a traitor or something and she would be sent to prison if she was lucky. If she was unlucky, it would be into Finishing School.

“I think she wants me to take her.” Ryan said, “I should probably do it. I don’t think she feels safe with others.”

Ryan took Anna’s hand and started walking towards the bathrooms which were fortunately quite close by. Anna breathed a sigh of relief, but they had barely taken two steps when Mr. Sawyer interjected himself.

“Hold on, hold on…” Mr. Sawyer stepped forwards, “Maybe we should get some photos of this. Make a “how to” guide on changing girls or something like that.”

Anna squeezed Ryan’s hand harder and when he looked down, she thought he must’ve clearly been able to read the fear on her face. The crew were already discussing the idea and the logistics involved.

“Mr. Sawyer…” Ryan let go of Anna’s hand and walked over to where the discussion was taking place.

Anna was left alone in her stinky diaper near the stroller. She couldn’t hear the discussion that was going on a few feet away, but she prayed Ryan was making the case for some privacy. The difference could be almost literally life and death. Eventually Mr. Sawyer nodded slowly, and Ryan returned.

“Come on.” Ryan said as he took Anna’s arm.

Anna waddled alongside her husband to the women’s bathroom. In Sallas the women’s public toilets were unlike any seen elsewhere in the world. Men were allowed in; in fact, it was pretty impossible not to allow them in bearing in mind how many diapers needed to be changed. As a result, the bathrooms were larger and whilst there were some stalls offering privacy and toilets for those that had been trained the majority of the room was taken up by changing tables.

“Bring Jane.” Anna said quietly, “Don’t leave her with these people.”

Ryan took hold of the stroller’s handle with his free hand and steered it with a little difficulty. When they got into the bathroom Anna took the lead and led them over to a changing table in the far corner of the room, the place most likely to have some privacy. Ryan was about to help Anna up on to the table, but she subtly shook her head. On the changing table next to them was another woman being changed and Anna didn’t want to be that close to other people when she took out the package.

“Do Jane first.” Anna muttered as she looked around, “Go slowly.”

“I better be getting some kind of explanation for all this.” Ryan replied as he bent down to release the straps on the stroller.

Jane was only too eager to jump up out of the stroller like a child with an inexhaustible reservoir of energy to burn. Ryan helped her up on to the table and started work changing her soggy diaper. Anna stood nearby, she wasn’t paying much attention to the diaper change in front of her, instead she was looking around and hoping the nearest changing tables emptied before it was her turn. She was so distracted she had stopped being bothered by the slimy feeling in her diaper and the smell that was enveloping her.

“Slowly…” Anna said as Ryan wiped Jane’s crotch.

Ryan looked up at Anna and then back down to his task. He seemed to be getting a little irritated at being kept in the dark and Anna couldn’t blame him. Things would become very clear very quickly though.

Just as Jane’s new diaper was being taped up the couple next to them left. Now Anna was in a hurry, and she impatiently motioned with her hands to get Ryan to hurry up. He responded by taping the diaper quite haphazardly and as soon as Jane was off the table Anna was hopping up. She landed on her ass which squished and compressed the contents of her diaper, something she usually hated, but this time she barely paid attention to it.

Ryan lifted Anna’s dress to access the diaper. She was looking towards the rest of the room hoping that no one else was going to come in as the tapes were pulled off the front.

“Can you tell me what’s going on now?” Ryan asked.

“Just hurry.” Anna responded, “You’ll see in a second.”

Ryan sighed and seemed to think he wasn’t going to get an answer at all until the final tape came off the diaper and the front was lowered. He looked down and frowned. Sitting on Anna’s crotch and mercifully free of the poop that covered a lot of her diaper was a small package. He held it up and turned it around to see a rose printed on it. His eyes grew wide and his face pale.

“What is… Are you…” Ryan seemed to be short-circuiting, and Anna could hardly blame him. This was really coming out of left field, to put it mildly.

“Put it away!” Anna hissed, “In the diaper bag!”

Ryan seemed to suddenly come to his senses. He realised that what he was holding could get him locked up for treason. It seemed like his first instinct was to get as far away from it as possible but under Anna’s direction he dropped it in the diaper bag.

“I don’t understand.” Ryan practically whispered.

“I can explain at home.” Anna said.

“You must be crazy…” Ryan looked like he was starting to panic, “Oh god, what are you doing!?”

“Ryan, stay calm.” Anna said, “Change my diaper and get us home and we’ll be fine.”

“What if they check the bag?” Ryan asked rather desperately, “These people are terrorists!”

Anna was starting to get concerned. She had thought Ryan could handle this, but it was looking like she was wrong. He was clearly freaking out. When she tried to see things from his point of view it made sense in a lot of ways, but this really wasn’t the place to be having this discussion. If anyone saw them with the envelope, they would have a tough time explaining it.

The door to the bathroom opened and some of Mr. Sawyer’s crew came walking in. Anna gasped and covered her mouth, but the sudden crisis seemed to push Ryan out of paralysis. Without thinking he quickly dropped the package into the diaper bag.

“Jimmy told us to come and get a few shots.” One of the cameramen said using Mr. Sawyer’s first name.

The rest of the diaper change was a tense affair. Normally Anna would be mortified to be so exposed in front of others but her terror that Ryan was about to lose his nerve or that the crew would discover the package overrode everything else. Being told what to do seemed to get Ryan moving again and he started the long process of cleaning Anna up. The only noise coming from around the table was the sound of camera shutters and the occasional muttered comment about the smell.

As soon as Anna was in a fresh diaper the previous one was dropped in one of the trash cans put in there for that very purpose. She slipped off the table and as her dress was pulled up, she felt a hand on her backside. It was one of the crew, a young cocky looking guy, the kind who thought he could do anything without repercussions. Anna froze. She was suddenly transported back to the party that ended her and Ryan’s stay at college. She shivered and fought the feeling that she needed to get out. Just when she thought she might explode the hand left her and she was left trembling but in control.

They headed back into the hustle and bustle of the mall. Anna could see Ryan was feeling a lot tenser but thankfully it seemed to be missed by Mr. Sawyer and his crew. At that point Anna was itching to leave. For once she got her wish as, after another few minutes, Mr. Sawyer announced they had everything they needed, and they went back to the car.

It wasn’t until they got home and shut the front door that Anna felt she could relax again. She pushed the door closed and leaned against it for several long seconds. When she turned around it was to see Ryan, who had let Jane out of the stroller, staring at her with a very serious face.

“Jane, could you go clean… something.” Anna said. She didn’t like ordering her friend to do the chores, but it seemed to make Jane happy and meant she would be out of the way for the conversation that was about to happen.

Anna nodded towards the stairs and the young couple went up into the master bedroom. As soon as Anna closed the door Ryan started bombarding her with questions that had clearly been building since the diaper change.

“What is in the package? Where did it come from? Who gave it to you?” Ryan asked quickly. But it was his last question that seemed to be the biggest one, “Are you insane!?”

Anna took a deep breath and finally started explaining everything. She told Ryan about Thorn’s call on the phone that had somehow been hidden up in the attic, she told him everything she could remember of the conversation and instructions, and she told him what was supposedly in the package. It felt good to finally let everything she had been keeping secret out.

“What if it’s a trap?” Ryan’s voice was raised, “He seemed almost hysterical.”

“I thought about that…” Anna said.

“Oh great!” Ryan raised his arms and let them fall to his side as his voice dripped with sarcasm, “You thought about it. I guess that makes it alright!”

“Ryan…” Anna started.

“No.” Ryan interrupted, “This is one occasion where you can’t just talk your way out of it. This is serious. Really, really serious. You do understand what even having the damn package in our house could mean, right?”

“I need to help Jane!” Anna exclaimed in response.

“You might’ve condemned us all to do it!” Ryan shouted in response, “Your messiah complex of needing to save everyone is only going to end one way. Look what happened at college…”

“Oh, that was MY fault?” Anna was shouting now. Her hands were curled into fists, and she was shaking, “I’m sorry, I didn’t realise YOUR friends trying to assault me was MY fault!”

“You know that isn’t what I mean.” Ryan waved a hand dismissively.

“Then what do you mean?” Anna asked.

“You let your emotions run away with you, Anna.” Ryan’s voice was still raised but he wasn’t shouting anymore, “You need things to be perfect so you can’t see how good we’ve got it. Yeah, this is still Sallas but look at what we’ve got and where we are. This is as good as it gets. Do you think we’d be living in a place like this if we got out of the country?”

Anna was outraged. Partially because it was easy to say living there wasn’t so bad when it was Anna that was having to go through the almost daily humiliation but also because Ryan was vocalising something she had indeed been thinking about a lot. Sure, there were high fences surrounding the little community and Anna was subject to government ordered embarrassment but at the same time their lives were comfortable when they had otherwise been blacklisted. They wanted for very little. They weren’t free but would Anna be happier in a place where she was free but perhaps living in poverty? Could she really expect anything better than the large house in a quiet neighbourhood that she already had?

Guilt weighed against Anna’s thoughts of settling. Sometimes, when she sat in the garden in the sun, she could almost forget that she was still in Sallas. It almost didn’t matter that she was still oppressed by the extreme patriarchy when she had a quiet little corner of the world that was hers. Even the semi-regular humiliations seemed bearable when she came home to all the material goods she could want. Sometimes she found herself thinking the diapers weren’t so bad when their little family had so much.

“We don’t know what is in the package.” Ryan had calmed down a little after seeing Anna’s introspection, “It could help Jane, but it could also hurt her. I’m not saying I like that Jane is this regressed maid but… I don’t know, maybe ignorance is bliss for her. I hate to sound cold but is it worth risking everything?”

Anna remained silent. The diaper bag was sat on the bed and inside it she knew the package was waiting. She had no way to know if it was truly from The Rose Resistance or just some trap set by Mr. Sawyer to try and test her loyalty. She had been willing to stake everything on it helping her friend but maybe that wasn’t her choice to make.

“I’m sorry.” Ryan said finally, “I really didn’t mean to shout. I’m just worried and I don’t want to lose you.”

“I know.” Anna finally said quietly, “You were right to shout. I put us at enormous risk.”

Anna stepped forwards and Ryan wrapped her in his arms. She wished she had gotten out of the damn dress before having this conversation, she felt so ridiculous trying to be taken seriously whilst looking like she did. She looked up to Ryan and they shared a brief kiss as they continued to hold on to each other.

“It would be hypocritical for me to tell you what you can and can’t do.” Ryan said in little more than a whisper, “I will leave it up to you and stand by your decision but… just be careful, OK? Please?”

Anna nodded and after a final squeeze Ryan said he was going to take a shower. Left alone in the bedroom Anna went over and sat beside the diaper bag. She reached in and pulled the small still unopened package out and held it in her hands.

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