Wait until she leaves

She steps out of her office just as you duck into an unoccupied room. She’s in a rush and doesn’t spot you. You slip inside her office and lock the door behind you. You need to move quickly. You take the flashdrive from your necklace and insert it into Ana’s laptop. The program boots, but nothing happens.

Well, something happens: an alarm sounds. What the fuck is this, you think. You didn’t anticipate any alarm system. Apparently there are some stronger security measures than when you were working here.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you start to panic before taking a deep breath. You’re Sam, the tech wizard and you can find a way around this.

You hear running in the hallway followed shortly by a knock on the door.

“Ana? Are you in there? Is everything OK” a voice outside says.

You ignore it, grab Ana’s chair and wedge it under the handle as a brace. You get back to the computer. You’re close to finding a workaround.

There’s now pounding on the door with demands to open up. A few more tricks and you’ve got this.

The shoving on the door gets louder and more violent now. You also hear Ana outside commanding some guards to open the door by any means necessary. Your basic chair brace won’t hold it much longer.

One last prompt and your program finally launches. Did it work?

Ana and a guard are breaking through the door now. One of the hinges flies off and the door begins tilting inward. You’re ready to fight.

But now there’s pounding and shouting elsewhere. It’s coming from down the hallway. Another alarm sounds. The yelling is men’s voices. They’ve begun pounding on their doors. Soon, a crash.

The pounding on your door stops. You stand there waiting. You hear Ana yelling as she runs down the hallway. She’s being chased. You pry open the busted door and peek outside. There’s glass on the floor and the flashing hall lights signaling the alarm.

Your code worked! You had designed it to erase all programming from the facility’s slaves and return their identities. It looks like some had grudges building against Ana.

Yet, as you walk down the hall, you see others, still standing obediently in their rooms. You had expected a few would be mostly unaffected – those that most wanted this life, that willingly submitted, maybe even sought it out to begin with. But most remained this way, nothing short of choosing a life of mindless obedience, even when given the chance at freedom.

You rush down the hallway looking for Elana. Finally, you find her, off in a corner room. She’s furiously pulling at the door but lacks the strength to get out. You’re very happy to see that she is herself and has not willingly chosen submission.

“You escaped!” she says, tears welling up in her eyes, as you yank the door open.

“And you too,” you tell her giving her a deep kiss.

The End.

You stayed true to yourself and true to Elana. So true that you ended up reading this as a real story rather than some sex fantasy.