Ruby11 Purchased from GEM School of Pleasure: Part One (free-use/memory-wipe/dubcon/noncon) ALL OVER 18

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The door to the classroom opened, in peeked headmaster of placement. “Ruby11” he shouted into the classroom. I stood up next to my desk, my head remaining bowed and eyes on the floor. “Come with me” he demanded. I walked towards the door, exiting the classroom. We walked down the hallway and into his office. He took a seat behind his desk and gave me permission to kneel in the designated spot in the middle of the room, marked out for Ruby’s. I kept my gaze on the floor ahead of me, my hands on behind my back, and my legs spread as I kneeled on the heels of my feet. “There is a man coming in today to see you in person. He seems to be very interested in purchasing you.” I remained still, not responding as he continued. The punishments for talking without permission were memorable to say the least here at the GEM School of Pleasure…where women are taught to be Good, Eager and Masochistic. “He is very well-connected to the school, having made both purchases and donations in the past. Be on your best behavior.” He told me as he called to the front desk.
The school was established shortly following the passing of the “Free Use Act.” Women were now free to be used by men at any time, anywhere. Women quickly rebelled though, leading the world into a gender based civil war. Men quickly realized that they needed to create a system that would brainwash women to accept their new roles. All unmarried women of all ages were detained, and their memories wiped before enrolled in GEM School of Pleasure. To prevent future women from being a problem, they were taken the day after their 18th birthday and immediately enrolled. Life after graduation looks different for each jewel. Some jewels are purchased before graduation. Others are auctioned off if no owner purchases them after graduation. Purchasing before is more expensive but it cuts out the competition. Auctions usually mean low-grade jewels, but the school trains them to be useful for all the needs of the household so when not in use they can still be useful.
Women are categorized by hair color. Natural hair color is mandatory. Red heads are Ruby’s, brunettes are emeralds, blondes are diamonds, and black hair is sapphire. Just like any other stone, there are grades within each category. The rating depends on various sexual skills tests, health, physical appearance, and eagerness. 70% of points are awarded by exceeding in the skills category, whereas the other three account for the remaining 30%. The lower the score, the lower the price. Not all purchasers wanted a perfect score. Some enjoyed their jewels to be less experienced or less eager. Despite our memory wipe, some jewels still maintained bratty characteristics from before. Some enjoy their jewels to be considered less attractive to the mainstream eye. Health seems to be the only statistic that all owners agree should be well-maintained.
My toes were sore from leaning back against them for so long, but I didn’t move a muscle. “She is in my office right now” he spoke into the phone. I could hear a voice coming through the other side of the phone but was unable to make out the words. “Yeah, send him back” he said and then hung up the phone. About 30 seconds of silence lingered before it was interrupted by the sound of knocking on the door. The headmaster walked to the door, opening it and welcoming the stranger into the room. “Good morning, sir. Welcome in, we are so glad you could finally make it in to see Ruby11” he said to the stranger. “Good morning, thank you for having me” he replied in kind. His voice polite, but direct. I could feel their eyes on me, inspecting me. “She is even prettier in person” the stranger said as he moved closer to me. I could see his shoes now filling the space where the floor was. He leaned over, hovering over my head and took in a deep breath. Placing his index and middle finger against my forehead, he pushed my head back so that my face was now looking up. I kept my gaze downward, not wanting to get an unauthorized eye contact infraction.

His fingers slithered into my mouth, gripping and pulling at my cheeks and then being forced down to test my gag reflex. I hadn’t finished my oral class yet, so I could only hold out for a few seconds of him fingerfucking my throat before I gagged. He pulled his fingers out, wiping them on a handkerchief he pulled from his back pocket and telling the headmaster “How long before she graduates?” I returned to the neutral position I started in, waiting silently as they discussed me. “She has three courses left, unless you have any additional classes you would like to add to her schedule before purchase?” The stranger took a seat while the headmaster poured them both a cup of coffee. The smell was familiar, but I couldn’t remember ever having it before.

Standing back up, he made his way behind me. I couldn’t see him, but I could feel the heat from his body hitting my back. He gently nudged my head forward, “place your cheek on the ground and put your ass in the air” he said. I leaned forward, letting my cheek fall to the floor and my hips raise up and forward putting my backside in full view. His hands reached down, his pointer fingers sliding into the crease between my upper leg and hip while his thumbs wrapped around on each ass cheek. He used his tight grip to lift me, my knees leaving the floor and returning a few times. Once he seemed satisfied with this, he spread my ass and pussy – taking an almost medical approach in his touch. His hands left my skin, one moving up and pulling me back up to my knees by my hair. I didn’t fight it, following the motion upwards. “Can I see her file?” The stranger asked. The headmaster stood up, making his way over to the cabinets behind his desk and locating mine. He brought it over for the man to review.

Category: Ruby ID#: 11 Named? NOT NAMED Height: 160cm Weight: 61kg
Eye color: Hazel Skin Color: White/Pale/Freckled Virgin? NO

Description: Jewel Ruby11 is a 27yo, petite/athletic built red head, shoulder length hair. Bust: 36B (perky, small nipples, wide gap between). Waist: Size 6/36inch/med (large ass, wide hips). No allergies. Moderate strength, high flexibility, high dexterity, moderate speed, moderate hearing, high speech capability, moderate vision (low night vision). High intelligence, high conversational skills, masochistic levels are high. Although eager to please is quick to retreat upon disinterest or when pain levels rise too high. Easily manipulated, easily prone to Stockholm syndrome. Due to late age school entry, subject is prone to flashbacks to previous life. Subject will come with programming manual to avoid malfunction.

Testing Scores

Health: 10 Appearance: 8 Eagerness: 6 ST: Incomplete

Vaginal sex test (ST): Jewel was tested for arousal, scoring high in wetness to stimulation ratio. Subject was tested in multiple scenarios, at separate times – responding aroused in majority. Subject capable of 7 inches of insertion before discomfort begins, 9 inches before pain becomes evident. Subject capable of internal and external orgasm. Aroused, internal orgasm: 23 minutes. Non-aroused, internal orgasm: 43 minutes. Aroused external orgasm without vibration: 10 minutes. Aroused external orgasm with vibration: 2 minutes. Non-aroused orgasm without vibration: 17 minutes. Non-aroused orgasm with vibration: 3 minutes. Subject vaginal pain tolerance is low. Subjects are tested using a variety of means, scoring between a 1 (low tolerance) to 10 (high tolerance). Internal tolerance: 3, clitoral pinching: 6, labia pinching: 7, slapping: 8, punching: 2, kicking: 1, whipping: 2, flogging: 5, biting: 3, tacking: 8, spoon slapping: 6, belt: 3, zip-ties: 2.

Not tested: piercing/stitching/gaping/slicing/stabbing/burning/electrocution

Anal sex test (ST): Jewel was Jewel was tested for arousal, scoring high in wetness to stimulation ratio. Subject was tested in multiple scenarios, at separate times – responding aroused in majority. Subject capable of 5 inches of insertion before discomfort begins, 7 inches before pain becomes evident. Subject incapable of orgasm from anal play currently. Subject anal pain tolerance is moderate. Subjects are tested using a variety of means, scoring between a 1 (low tolerance) to 10 (high tolerance). Internal tolerance: 7, slapping: 8, punching: 2, whipping: 5, flogging: 7, tacking: 8, spoon slapping: 6, belt: 5.

Not tested: piercing/stitching/gaping/slicing/stabbing/burning/electrocution/enema

Oral testing: Jewel has yet to complete her oral classes. All current oral information is based on initial exam. Jewel was tested for arousal, scoring high in wetness to stimulation ratio. Subject intake resulted in arousal from both giving and receiving oral stimulation. Noting an aversion to semen/urine being in or on her mouth/face. Subject shows no aversion to saliva. Subject capable of 6 inches of insertion before discomfort begins, 8 inches before pain becomes evident. Subject capable of clitoral orgasm from receiving oral. Subject oral pain tolerance is currently unknown. Subjects are tested using a variety of means, scoring between a 1 (low tolerance) to 10 (high tolerance). Slapping: (x), punching: (x) gagging: (x), o-ring use: (x).

Not tested: piercing/stitching/gaping/slicing/stabbing/burning/electrocution

The stranger closed the file, asking the headmaster “Can I have some time with her in a private room?” The headmaster responded “of course. Would you like to do that now?” He replied that he needed to go to his car first and to just have me in the room ready. The headmaster ordered that I stand and follow him to the private room. I did exactly that, feeling the strangers’ eyes on me as I exited the office. I could hear his footsteps fading as he walked opposite of us. I followed behind the headmaster, as he said “There are many options for placement Ruby11. You know that right?” I remained silent. “You may speak.” I kept my head bowed and answered his question as we approached a door that I had never been behind. “Yes, headmaster I do know the varying options for placement.” He opened the door, waiving me in first. “Good. It is important that you understand that this placement option is one of the better options. I would suggest you take advantage of this opportunity.” I knew that no response was needed to this, so I kneeled in the designated location, just as every other meeting room has, and waited.

As soon as the headmaster left, I looked up and made myself familiar with the room. It was rare I had the ability to do so. It was a bedroom with an attached bathroom. Crops, whips, belts, and more hung on the walls awaiting use. A sex swing hung in one corner, while a sex chair filled the corner diagonal to that. The bed itself had various harnesses and a stockade at the end. I heard the turning of the knob and quickly returned my gaze to the floor as the door opened. Footsteps made their way across the floor, moving closer to me. His hand came under my chin and lifted my gaze to his. “Stand up little one” he said. I stood, my head still having to be tilted back to meet his gaze due to the height difference. “Take these and put them on” he instructed as he handed me a small backpack. I took the backpack and opened it, pulling out a light pink spaghetti strap shirt and panties in a matching color. I stepped into the panties first, surprised at the perfect fit. I slid on the tank top, noticing my nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric. The shirt cropped directly above my hip bones, leaving a gap between it and the panties.

I stood there; my gaze trained to return to the floor. He walked around me, seeming to take me in. He took his time, circling me like a shark in bloodied waters. “You’re very pretty” he complimented. “Have you ever kissed anyone?” I waited for permission to speak, receiving it after a few seconds of silence. I also didn’t know the answer. I was older, I must have but it was nowhere in my memory. “I don’t think so, sir” I told him. He picked me up in his arms and carried me to the bed, placing me down on it. “Get under the covers” he told me as he begins to remove his clothes. I crawled towards the top of the bed, pulling back the covers and getting under the sheets and comforter. He got in next to me, coming face to face with me and saying, “I’m going to teach you how to kiss, okay” in a kind voice. I nodded my head up and down, then almost immediately felt his lips on mine. His lips parted, mine remaining still and unknowing as his tongue snaked to part them for me. I opened my mouth and felt his tongue familiarizing itself inside me. He stopped, pulling back and guiding me “pretend our tongues are dancing and let me lead. Slide your tongue in towards mine and flick lightly before retreating, then it is my turn to do the same.” He returned to kissing me, testing my ability to follow directions.

Pleased with my first kiss, he praised me saying “good girl, you learn very quickly. I like that.” I nodded, accepting the praise and awaiting further instruction. He nudged my shoulder back against the bed, making me lay flat on my back as he pulled the covers back and begin looking my body up and down. His hand groped the outside of my panties covering my labia, the arousal seeping into the cotton fabric and leaving a very thin coat on his fingers. I laid there, accepting the invasion with a blank expression on my face as trained. His fingers came to his face as he smelled my pussy, exhaling in ecstasy. “Roll over on your stomach” he said, to which I did. “Present your ass to be fucked” he said. My knees slid up the fabric of the bed to align with my hips, then parted as far as I was capable. I moved my hands to my ass cheeks and spread my ass for him, waiting.

Involuntarily I yelped as I felt what I now realize was his hand slapping my pussy on the outside of my panties. I returned to my original position, preparing my mind now to better absorb the pain when it happened again. I reacted as little as I possibly could. He did it three more times and then peeled the panties off my ass and down my legs. A string of wetness dripped from my pussy down to the panties now in the crease of my knees. “It makes me very happy how wet pain makes you. I have quite sadistic needs” he said, almost as a warning. He moved behind me, pushing his cock against my ass. I held my breath, resolved to the paint that was about to be ringing through my body. He pushed in harder, groaning out and smiling down at my face. I let out a light squeal as my asshole tore at the forced intrusion. I didn’t dare struggle, but the pain became too much to be silent. I let go of my ass cheeks and gripped the bed, groaning out and trying to breathe through the pain. He leaned over me while deep in my ass and whispered in my ear “you can cry, little girl” in the kindest voice. The reassuring voice was so kind that I did cry, tears falling down my cheeks. He groaned out, licking from my jaw and up my cheek, wiping the tears off and making me freeze. I zoned out, my eyes going blank while he had his way with my ass. I didn’t know how long it had been when he finally came in my ass, pulling me down to the bed still inside me. He remained there, spooning as his cock softened inside me.

When he pulled out, cum followed, drooling out of my ass and onto my cheeks and the bed below. He stood up and walked to the bathroom, leaving me lying there. When he returned, he sat on the bed next to me, praising me again. “You did a very good job today. Your ass is very tight, and you look very pretty when you cry.” Silence. Tired of having to give me permission to speak he followed it up with, “when I speak to you in a way that requires a response, you may speak. I just praised you, what do you say?” I looked up at him, “Thank you, I am happy to hear you’re pleased.” He stood up and said “you’re going to be a great addition to my other toys. I will see you next week” and left the room, leaving me in the bed for the nurse to come in and get me cleaned up for my next class.

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