Date: Thu, 03 Mar 2005 11:59:19 -0500
From: Aadrin Blue <aadrinblue@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jacey's Put In-Use part 12

Jacey's Put In-Use
by Aadrin Blue

Part 12

Jacey made it to class just in time. He was the last person to sit down,
but he wasn't late. His mind was still reeling from his encounter with
Brad.  Between the sexual confusion and the emotional confusion, there
wasn't a lot of energy or attention left for his tech teacher's lecture on
the history of the Internet.  Suddenly Jacey became distracted by an ache
in his pants.

Jacey was in the back row, he'd chosen that seat at the beginning of the
year to facilitate privacy and avoid scrutiny of the teacher. Checking left
and right to make sure no one was looking his way, he reached down into the
back of his pants and his hand encountered the plastic harness from the
buttplug. A chill ran down Jacey's spine.

"Jacey, is something wrong?" Flash asked, through miniphones.

"Yes! the harness.. you know, the plug... it's back. Why am I still wearing
it?"  Jacey whispered urgently.

"You're wearing it because of Brad," Flash replied, confused.

"But I took it out," Jacey whispered.

"Jacey, I don't understand... You've been wearing it since yesterday. Brad
made you put it in. He promised you it would come off this morning, but it
never did," Flash recounted.

"Yes it did! At the end of the assembly, remember, it unlocked, and I ran
to the bathroom... Or was that before the assembly... It could have been on
the bus..."  Jacey trailed off.

"Jacey, it never unlocked. You've been wearing it for more than 12 hours
now," Flash said. Jacey shook his head in confusion.

"No," he said.

"Jacey, is there something wrong?" Asked Mr. Winters, his teacher, drawing
everyone's attention to the boy.

"Uhh... Yeah, I'm feeling kind of offline this morning... can I go to the
washroom please?" Jacey asked.

"Do you want to stop by the nurse's office as well?" asked the teacher.

"Maybe..." Jacey replied.

"All right, well take your things with you and if you end up not coming
back to class, just have the nurse email me. I hope you feel better, Jace,"
said his teacher. Jacey grabbed his bag and walked out the door. He was
halfway to the washroom when he thought he felt the harness buzz and
release. He ignored the feeling.

Rushing into a stall, he hung up his bag and nearly tore off his pants and
briefs. Sure enough, there was the harness, still firmly locked in place.

"Flash, I remember this coming off before the assembly... but I also
remember it coming off here, in the bathroom, with Brad... And I could
swear I felt it unlock in the hallway just now, but it didn't," he said,
tugging at it. It would not come loose.

"You went to the bathroom before the assembly, but you just stared at
yourself in the mirror for a few seconds, and then ran out. After the
assembly, you got a text message summoning you to the bathroom, where you
did encounter Brad. He taunted you, then he stated that he had planned on
having you perform oral sex on him, but lamented a lack of sufficient time
before class in which to accomplish it. Then he reminded you about the
plastic bottle, which you left at home, by the way, and he left. Then you
left, and went to class. Your harness was on the entire time. Brad even
laughed about it. You don't remember?"  Flash asked.

"No I do, I just... Remember differently," Jacey said.

"Uh oh... I was worried this might happen..."

"Flash, what? What might happen," Jacey demanded. He thought he was going
crazy!

"There is a possibility that you are hallucinating these things, Jacey,"
his Digital Assistant Avatar told him gently.

"Hah, no surprise there," the boy said. He viewed Flash's assessment as an
incredible understatement, given the situation. His memories were so vivid.
That they clashed with reality gave the boy great pause. "Why would I be
hallucinating at all? And... If I am, why would I imagine the harness
coming off, and not something else, like a giant dinosaur or something?"
Jacey asked.  He'd heard stories about other kids in his school taking
illegal pills and seeing some pretty wild stuff.

"Well.. As for the physical cause of your hallucinations, I have some idea.
But as to the subject matter... Hallucinations draw from the subconscious,"
Flash said.

"So you're saying that despite my devotion to Brad, that somewhere inside
me I subconsciously want to take this thing off myself?" Jacey asked.

"Well do you?"

"I don't know. Maybe. It doesn't matter, even if I wanted to, I don't have
any way of undoing the lock without Brad," Jacey said.

"Don't be too sure about that," Flash offered.

"What? No... How?" Jacey asked.

"I was there when the Principal zapped it the first time, remember? I heard
over airnet," Flash said. Jacey laughed.

"Packet-sniffing?" he giggled. Flash laughed with him.

"It doesn't even use encryption. Some security system," the Avatar said.
Jacey didn't ask why Flash hadn't offered to release him until now... He
knew it was because Flash was specifically designed not to interfere with
his sexual development. If the situation had ever gotten to the point where
it was unsafe for Jacey, however, Flash would have been there to look out
for him. As he was now.

"So... do you want me to transmit the unlock packet? I've got the harness's
IP address," Flash offered. Jacey thought for a moment.

"Yes."

"Open sesame," declared Flash. As the harness finally, really, actually
unlocked, Jacey sighed his release not only from the captivity of the
plastic intruder forced into his rectum, but from the perceived insanity
and confusion that had gripped him ever since he'd felt the harness in the
classroom. As he removed the plug and harness (for what he hoped would be
the final time that day, for sanity's sake) and then moved to the sinks to
clean them, he addressed his friend on the com.

"This is really happening, right, I'm not crazy?" Jacey asked.

"If you were, it would mean I was crazy with you, and DA Avatars don't go
crazy," Flash said. "Well.. Except that one time," he continued. Jacey
glared at him. "Sorry, just kidding," Flash said, smiling.

"Flash, why was I hallucinating," Jacey asked. Flash paused, and didn't
answer him.

"I know you know something... Why won't you tell me? Is it Brad's fault,"
Jacey asked. Flash's features took on an expression of great sadness. Of
guilt.

"No, Jacey, it's my fault. I let it happen..." he said. Jacey was confused.

"What? Don't be silly, you aren't capable of projecting images directly
into my head," Jacey said.

"No, I'm not, but it's because of me that you were brainwashed into making
the decisions that trapped you with Brad in the first place," Flash
said. Jacey still didn't understand. He narrowed his eyes.

"What the hell are you talking about?" he asked. Flash sighed, and prepared
to explain.

"Do you remember what technology came before Airnet?" Flash asked.

"WiFi," Jacey said automatically. Flash laughed.

"Right, right, but this isn't a history lesson... Think after WiFi. Think
much more recently. Before the Airnet2 standard took the market by storm,
Airnet1 used to compete with another wireless digital standard from a
company called Time Warner Technologies. The other wireless standard was
called GTT, remember?"  Flash asked. Jacey thought for a moment.

"It rings a bell.. I remember stuff in our house growing up used to have
the logos saying whether they were GTT or Airnet compliant, or both. But no
one ever used GTT," Jacey recalled.

"Airnet won, but some people did use GTT stuff before we were born. Some of
it is still around. Some European countries still use GTT equipment for
citynets, even. Which is dangerous," Flash said.

"Why dangerous," Jacey asked.

"Well one of the reasons Airnet won was because GTT gave people headaches.
Literally. The GTT transcievers messed with the inner ear if they were
poorly calibrated. There were rumours they even interfered with people's
sleeping patterns, but it was never proven and Time Warner Technologies
sent out press releases implying that Bay Airnet was responsible for
spreading the misinformation. In any event, it's not an issue here anymore
because GTT is all but gone. Only really old devices even have GTT
transceivers in them. Or, new devices designed to be able to interact with
really old devices," Flash hinted.

"Do you have that feature?" Jacey asked.

"Not when I'm in the PN5," Flash responded. "But the PN20 com was designed
with dozens of extra features, including a focus on backward compatibility
and compatibility with systems in use internationally. The PN20 com does
have a GTT transceiver control chip, Jacey," Flash said.

"Yes but you've never activated it, right, we've never interacted with a
GTT device," Jacey asked his friend.

"Right," Flash responded.

"So how could it be messing with my brain?" Jacey asked.

"Because it was re-programmed. A few months ago, a virus I contracted
flashed the bios of the GTT control chip in our PN20 with new instructions,
effectively cutting it off from my operating system's control. I never
noticed, because I never had any reason to try and activate the GTT chip. I
only noticed it in the past few days because I ran a full-scale system
diagnostic to help me figure out why I was having so much trouble deciding
what to do about how Brad's been treating you. The fact that the chip has
been totally out of my control means I don't know for sure what it was
doing to you, Jacey, but I have some idea," Flash said. Jacey was
shocked. The idea that something could affect him like this was
frightening, terrifying.

"How did you get the virus, Flash," Jacey asked.

"It was designed to hide from my AV functions, but I think I traced it back
to when it entered my system... And it happened when I went over to Brad's
Com.  The day you transmitted me over to ask Sierra if Brad was interested
in you.  Which means,"

"Which means the infection came from Brad's Com," Jacey finished angrily.
"Brad's com isn't even manufactured by the same company as the PN20, so why
would Sierra be carrying a virus specifically designed to attack *your* GTT
chip? She couldn't have been infected. Which means she and Brad wrote it
specifically to target me," Jacey said. He was furious.

"That bastard pretended he didn't even know me, and then blew me off like
so much worthless spam when I asked him out. When all the while he'd been
watching me for who-the-fuck knows how long, programming a virus
specifically to take advantage of me? to violate you? That bastard..."

"Jacey, I'm so sorry," Flash offered. "I feel terrible, Jacey. I never
meant to hurt you..."

"It isn't your fault. But how did he do it, tell me how he brainwashed me
using a commercially available technology which I chose to carry around
*myself*?"  Jacey asked. Flash shrugged.

"I can't be sure, but this is what I think. Earlier in the semester, Brad
won an award for his project on Electroencephalography. I think he found a
way to use the GTT transceiver in the PN20 to generate delta waves in your
brain whenever we were within close proximity to Sierra. Delta waves are
present in some stages of sleep... to have strong delta waves while awake,
it would make you highly suggestible. Almost like hypnosis," Flash
explained.

"No wonder I thought he was the fucking sun and the moon. I was never in
love with him," Jacey realized. His heart filled with pure hatred for Brad.

"Your natural physical attraction for him amplified the effect."

"I would have let him Fuck me. I almost let him rape me," the realization
came over Jacey.

"Again, I'm so sorry, Jacey," Flash said.

"Don't be, you saved me, Flash. So I guess the PN20 isn't really dead,"
Jacey asked.

"Oh it's dead, I sucked that battery so dry it'll take a full charge cycle
to come back," Flash laughed. "It was the only way I could be absolutely
sure of what was going on, Jacey," Flash explained. "You might not have
listened to me in the state you were in."

"But the PN20 will come back online," Jacey asked.

"Yes it will. But we'll have to re-flash the bios properly, or the same
thing will happen all over again. It shouldn't be too much of a problem,"
Flash said.

"This explains why I've been having second thoughts all day, about being
Brad's slave. The going-crazy thing was just a side-effect. Let's go see
the nurse and tell her I'm not feeling so well so I don't have to go back
to class... I need to sit alone and think for a while," Jacey said.

"Jace, you just got a text message. Brad wants you to meet him after
school.  The day just started, but that's still only a few hours from
now... Do you know whether you're planning to go with him or not, given
what you just found out?"  Flash asked. Jacey nodded.

"Oh, I'm so there, dude," Jacey said. He needed to confront Brad. "Flash,
you'll help me brainstorm ways of getting revenge on the bastard, right?"

"Oh, I'm so there, dude," Flash replied.


To Be Continued

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