Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Adults Only By: BarelySofi Copyright 2017 TITLE: The Cultural quarter 02 STORY CODES: MF, MMMF, forced, reluctant, forced exposure, control, masturbation SUMMARY: In a future where the HCCI (Health and Conduct Control Implant) had eradicated most of our cultural problems, and where boys and girls are split and raised without any contact one girl, Laia has to go through one last test before starting a new life full of options. The Cultural quarter Chapter II They started talking and finally put the introduction video, "A good way for beginners it said". They turned off the lights and played the video. The video started explaining the woman's body, there was a girl in the screen, forced to expose each part of her body. They explained the arousal points, also how they worked with the arousal levels explaining how they worked. Next was the penetration, the options to do it, oral, vaginal and anal also with examples. They showed how they worked along with the arousal levels. Explained the problems of each type, and made some emphasis on using vaginal only for breeding purposes. "The pleasure for the male is similar, or even higher with Anal than with vaginal." The video said. I blushed watching that girl moaning and screaming while a man was using her on any of her holes, sucking him like a needy slut, then on her fours, while that man pushed her hard. I had never seen a penis, that was the usual, so I got surprised about the sizes shown on the videos. Then, they put the girl's arousal to 0, I saw her disgusted face while being forced to suck, but the worst went at last part, with the anal sex she was screaming and crying loud and clear, not in pleasure, but in pain. Then different photos of the before and after with the different arousal levels. I cried silently while felt some of the boys around me moving nervous, some tissues sounds, and some desktops tapping the floor, I didn't know what they were doing. When the video finished, only silence, someone turned on the lights, and was booed by the rest. I saw something, some of the boys had their hands under the tables and their penises... I blushed, they were touching them. I looked forward, avoiding any visual contact. After the third video I was about to puke, I didn't know if it was for my 0 arousal level, or just for the way they used the girls in the videos. They cummed all over them, also inside their mouths, or other areas. The girls showed no expression usually, probably for their arousal level, but the actors didn't seem to care, they did what they had to do, and then leave for the rest. Another video was about fetishes, I didn't know what that meant until I watched the video, feet asses, armpits, any part was kissed licked and sucked. Sometimes the girls were the ones being licked, sometimes they were the ones licking. I covered my eyes when a girl was forced to lick another girl's ass, just after some men had cummed there. I skipped the rest of the video. I was really scared about being subject to that kind of activities. Next video was one they looked for, not something that appeared, it was called masturbation and handjobs. First showed a boy and a girl masturbating themselves, then each one started to do the same to the other. So the boy and the government man, they had masturbated me? I recognized the last feeling, the orgasm, or at least that was the way they called it. The video ended, and I felt anyone's eyes over me. One boy walked towards me. "Laia, we want to do a handjob to each one of us during the next videos, you will start from that desktop and move in that order." He said, pointing the first-row right seat, and moving to the left, then, the second row to the right, and so on. I nodded, didn't felt any pain, the idea was disgusting, horrible, dirty, but I knew I would do it. I stood up and walked to the first desktop, a boy that I didn't know his name would get my first handjob. He suggested me to kneel between his legs, then the lights were turned off, I felt him unzipping his pants, and then guided my hand to his penis. The video started, and I did the same, trying to do it like I had seen at the films, I moved my hand up and down, slow at first, then faster, he guided my hand sometimes, I hated it. My hand was mine not his, but the thought of stopping made my brain to beep. He cummed soon on my hand, I felt the warm sticky thing on it. I thought that was all, but instead of that, he kept my hand in place, moving it slowly, after a few more stroked he released my hand. One ready, 34 to go. By my tenth handjob, my hand was already exhausted, I tried with my left one, but I was more difficult since I didn't have the same control. Some of the boys had handed me a tissue to wipe my hand before starting with them, but a tissue wasn't enough, I felt my hand sticky, dirty, nasty, at my 15th hand job I was unable to keep doing it. The boys started to complain about my bad movements, I didn't felt my hand, I explained to them, showing my hand trembling, and they agreed on a pause. After more and more videos I ended my first command. My hand was numb, doing it while hearing the moans and screams of the videos didn't help, I felt dirty, and that was only the first day. The rest of the day was an "On Demand" some of them wanted more, others didn't. I was good at maths, I had the need to calculate everything, so at the end of the day, I knew that I had done 53 handjobs. Of course, we had some breaks, each course had their own time break. That means that when our class went outside, more than 200 recently freed bunches of hormones were also there. They were all curious about me, school rules stated that nobody not in my class could touch me without my class permission. Yes, even the decision about who could or could not touch me was out of my reach. My classmates were enjoying the attention, I ignored if the other classes had also been subjected to the intensive sex lessons. Of course, they told the rest about the handjobs. That did not make me feel really bad, I mean, without sexual education or experience, was just an activity, no moral consequences. I had found it dirty and disgusting, but I wondered if I would feel the same way with another arousal level. I had to go to the bathroom and I asked to one of my classmates, he led me, and some more boys did it too. I didn't notice anything until we were there, so different to our bathrooms, of course. I would have to share the bathroom and all the facilities with the boys, it was a school for boys, so, they didn't have girls bathrooms. I looked the stalls and found one clean enough, closed the door, but there were no lockers, why? they didn't have the need for them. I pulled my tunic and sat down, then I peed, usually I would talk with the girls nearby, we had lots of funny chats there, but that was different, boys voices all over, some chats about me. "So you guys have seen her naked? wow!!" "Hey I didn't notice before but she looks cool! you know? I like tits! I don't know why I didn't notice it before, probably because of the implant, but now. It's different." Yes, after years of brain implanted inhibitions they were all released the same day, they would all discover about sex together, like classmates, like colleagues, that was the idea. Each boy would help each other, like brothers, even after they leave school, and sex, discovering sex together, made a special bond between them. -"Do you think can I watch them?" the boy asked. -"I don't know, I should ask the rest of the class, ok?" -"Sure! colleagues are that! congratulations for your hard job, Alex!" I had already finished, so I put my tunic in place. On my way out, I found some boys peeing. I was already tired of watching and touching penises, so I avoided to look. They were outside, waiting for me, and we all went to join our class, slowly the different groups were moving. Classmates are classmates, you can share moments with others, but you only feel good when you're with yours. -"Boys, Willy asked me to watch Laia's tits, do you think is ok?" I blushed at the thought, but they never asked for my opinion. They started to talk about the pro's and contra's, they were all at the same school, sharing was one of the main school directives, probably would be seen with good eyes by the school staff, so why not. Imagine the scene, a big discovered area, you're the only girl there, the rest are boys, boys of your same age who are laughing, playing, joking, talking. Now, Imagine a voice. -"Laia, take off your tunic." Imagine that you're only wearing that tunic and a pair of sandals. Imagine you don't want to do it, you would never take off the only piece of cloth between your skin and two hundred boys. Now Imagine a Beep, a sharpening noise, imagine that you struggle, you don't want to obey, but the pain is increasing, each second is worst. Imagine how defeated you would feel when your arms moves to your tunic, the pain is lighter, you pull your tunic over your head, less pain, now you're nude, only with your sandals, and your tunic on one of your hands. No pain, but frustration, humiliation, shame, hatred. Someone holds your arm. "Follow me." He says as walks to another group. -"Hello Guys, we thought that would be a good moment for introductions, Laia, this is Class A, Class A this is Laia." Next to 70 eyes over you, you're nude, the boy takes your tunic from your hands, and puts your arms to your sides. You try to cover yourself, a Beep, you stop trying. -"Hello Laia" some of the boys greet you, others only stare and look at you. -"Hello... Class A" You blush, you've been raised to be polite, saying hello is mandatory. -"Hey Laia, how do you find our school? girls ones are so different?" One boy asks -"N.. No, similar, pretty similar, but I haven't seen a lot really" -"Your class will give you a tour soon, now you're at your new home!" he smiles. Some more chat and you walk again, Class B, Class C, Class D, Class F, all those eyes had already seen me. I tried to close my eyes, but they talked to me, and is not polite to talk without visual contact, they kept the visual contact at all times, just, not on my eyes most of the time. At the end of the break, I was exhausted, again that feeling that my body didn't belong to me. They gave me my tunic back, and we all headed back to our classroom. More "Videos, and more handjobs". Classes were from 7 to 13h, then lunch and some free time, sports, clubs, study. About lunch it was different than in our school, we all had our meals programmed, so we didn't have any option. Now I was in front of lots of different foods to choose. Most of them were included, a few had special charges, not in Cun's but in credits. We had credits also at my previous school. It was like school money, without value outside, you earned it by doing things right. The best grade of this test. 5 credits, the student who volunteered the most during the last year, 100 credits. When I left my old school I had about 1.500 credits. Now, I had 0. It was fine, the general food was good enough. I tried to choose something similar to what I should have eaten one Monday at my school. During the lunch the class discussed my activities, The booklet said that some sport is beneficial for girls of all ages. They enrolled me to some sports, gymnastics, swimming pool and running. I was their responsibility, so they made sure that at least one of them would be with me in such activities. For our free time after school, they led me to our room, it was a common room, without any kind of privacy. Just a big square room, with beds and shelves anywhere, and in the middle of the room, one bed. Mine. Showed me the showers, the baths, and anything I needed to know about the place. All of them acted nice with me, I was part of their class, having a girl on your class has more benefits than having a common toy. My qualifications showed that I could be someone important in the future. Maybe a politic, or the manager of a great company. I was special, any boy could be in that classroom, but a girl? We were unique and some companies fought hard to get us. I didn't have the proper clothes to do any sport, so that day I didn't attend. The boys did the needed requests in order to get anything I would need. Books, notebooks, pens, etc. Some of the boys went for their activities, the rest started to read their booklets about me. They let me grab any of their schoolbooks to check next day subjects, they were interested in keeping the class qualification as high as they could, and I was a part of it. A few of them also introduced themselves, lots of names and faces. I was afraid to forget someone, but I somehow knew my implant would help with that, once your owner tells you something. Is placed on a special place. I noticed that they were really a family, in my class, we had fights, yelled each other. But there, they acted all at once, voted anything, probably they had been raised in a little different way than we. They were supposed to help each other for their lifetimes, while us, well, after the school, the girls would never see their classmates again, or at least not in the same situation. I thought of my friends, each one, I had the image of some of the bidders. I knew some of them would have an almost pleasant life, but others would live a nightmare until their last day. I knew that the handjobs were only a first command of lots of others. Four months is a long time, and the videos made sure that they had enough information to try and find what they liked. I read the history book, similar to the book we used, they talked about the common woman as a thing to use. You don't hurt her unless you need to. You take care of her, but sometimes is good to show her place. In four months I would be out of that, but now I was still a common woman. Biology was a bit different, our books said to hide our body, your body is shameful and should be hidden at all times. The boy's books said the opposite, The body is something to feel proud of, don't be afraid to be nude, just do it in the right company and at the right time and place. I checked the first chapters of each book, most similar some identical to the ones I had worked, I shouldn't have troubles to follow them. The boys started to come by, some of them changed, there, just in front of anyone. No shame for being nude in front of their classmates. Some looked at me, but didn't care at all, Before dinner they worked together, they studied helping each other. Also offered to help me, but I didn't have the need at that time, so once they knew the subjects I was best at, they assigned me to a group who needed help with maths and chemistry. The boys accepted my help and advice without shame, and gave me thanks once we had finished. I felt good, helping others, nice environment, everyone helping and caring for each other. We had dinner at the common room, again 200 souls around me, and I felt myself a bit alone, not that nobody talked to me, they did it. Some asked me things, they were especially curious about my previous school. But they were so attached to each other, that made me remember my own friends. After dinner they had to take more decisions, giving me tasks. They were used to everything by themselves, but the booklet stated that it was good to give the girls some duties, so she feels useful. They agreed that would be my job to keep the showers and bathrooms cleaned and well equipped. Finally, I had to rest, dinner was at 20:00, lights were switched off at 00:00, They agreed that after that time I would be free for my required rest, until next morning. I had to do some more handjobs before going to sleep, they found the access to the videos on their laptops and some of them explored a bit, calling the others each time they found something interesting. -"Hey, guys what about making a bet?" One of the boys said, after been talking with some more. -"About?" The others asked. I was reading on the internet about the arousal levels, they said that at 0 is impossible for a girl to reach any orgasm, above level two is possible, but can take from 30 minutes to one hour long. At five, it can take about 7-10 minutes while at level 10 it's only a matter of seconds. -"So the bet is, with a difference of two minutes, how much time will Laia need at let's say, level three?" Some of them seemed interested, "but her alone? " a few asked. "Yes, only with her own hands". -"Laia, you can participate for free, since you don't have credits is a good way for you to get some, they're useful to get extra material and food. You won't know be allowed to check the timer, so you can't lie about it." And that was, without malice, just a natural experiment, how much time needs a girl to reach an orgasm with only her hands, at arousal level 3. Some of them started to take notes on the article, then started their calculations, I did the same, I was going to do it, so, why not trying to get some credits?. I had only tried the level 0, 5 and 10 I knew how long it took me last time at level 10, not enough information, but enough to know that I was slow in general, it took me more than 30 seconds. Level two was between 30 and one hours, I suspected that that was with some stimulation.probably level 2 for me and only with my hands would take about 1 hour or 1 hour and a half. level three 7 to 10 minutes. It was mostly a guessing, but, I thought that would take me about 45 minutes. That's what I said, finally 16 boys were in the bet, each one put their credits in one bag. The boy who had proposed the bet walked to me. -"You should be nude for that." I wasn't sure if it was an order, I tried to not doing it, and found that yes. A "should" was an order. I pulled my tunic over my head, and some more faces turned to me, they were still not used to watch a nude girl, and I wasn't used to be nude, so my cheeks blushed slightly. -"Set your arousal level to three, and don't change it until I tell otherwise". -"Laia, what's your actual arousal level?" He asked. It was a bet, and he was serious. I knew the answer, again from somewhere in my brain the information came to me. -"I'm at level three". -"Now go to your bed, and put yourself comfortable." I did it, I placed my pillow under my head, my arms on my sides, still feeling a bunch of eyes over me, that would be embarrassing I knew it, I mean, doing that, for the first time, in front of them. But.. well, they were my class, so, had some logic that I also discovered things in front of them. -"Laia, when I say "Start" you will start to touch you, you can touch any part, only with your hands, you won't stop until you reach your orgasm, you won't look the clock, and ignore any comment about it, your only mission is to cum as fast as you can. Once you have reached your orgasm you will stop and lift your arms over your head" He looked to everyone there, "Is that ok? I forgot something?" Some agreements were showed. He took a chronometer and started the countdown. "3,2,1, Start!" I knew for my last and only experience that playing with both my nipples and my genitals was the best option, I moved my hands and started to play with them. I noticed I had not a clue about doing it, so just tried to do it the same way they did, my thumbs over my nipples, rubbing and pressing them softly, while my other hand started to run along my pussy, I watched their faces, and then I closed my eyes. At some point my body started to react, my nipples were silently growing, while my pussy started to be a little wet. I used that wetness for my nipples, changing hands, and it worked. It felt better with some wetness there, pushed my teeth, was tempted to look around, but I didn't. Full silence only broken for some few whispers. Slowly, I felt myself wetter, reached a spot, a special one and found it interesting. So I wet my fingers more, and started to play there, it was sensitive. I tried to pull it, and it hurt, so gently I started to learn how did it work. My nipples were now fully hard, my lips wet, I bite them in pleasure. Felt the need to lick them once and again, my breathing went faster. I felt my chest moving up and down, I closed my legs over my hands, pushing them and released my nipples. Moved both hands down, one, playing with the hidden spot, now not so hidden, the other rubbing and sliding over the slit. Some more whispers, what I was doing! really! Was I doing that in front of them? a Beep, and my hands didn't stop, more moans, mines, of course. Some more whispers, theirs. I pushed my waist towards my hands, I wanted more, the finger slipped a bit deeper into my slit. I was near, I felt it, my heart beating fast, my breathing deep and long, sparkles all over my skin, my fingers shaking that spot faster and faster, my spine tense, the shock through my body.. A beep... w..what was that...! The pleasure, my hands didn't stop moving and giving me pleasure. The sharpening noise inside my head, n.. no.. not yet.. wait!!! My hands keep moving, only a few more seconds, more pain, lift your arms, you know what to do. But I don't want, ahhh!!! All my brain is trembling now, finally, I lift my arms. -"Stop." Someone says, I thought that was for me, but not, when I open my eyes I see one boy watching the chronometer. I look at them, I'm sure I look deceived, I was so close, really so close! why the hell I couldn't finish?. I look at myself, sweaty, my hands are tired. -"49 minutes!", he said and then checked the board. "Oscar! congratulations you're the winner." Really? after that? I didn't win! Suddenly everyone started to talk again, I was there in my bed, nude, and still with my arms lifted, while they all commented the show. while I didn't have any chance to cover myself. It was not after some time when finally someone noticed me. He moved to me, moved his face to one of my hands and smelled it, finally, he touched it. -"Hey, guys, look at this he said" and slowly some faces turned to me. -"Her hands... they... " he smelled again "w...wow" I crossed my legs but was unable to cover myself anymore, some of the boys walked to me, and did the same as the first boy, some tried a few more times. -"That's her cum," someone said, "It has a strong odor, that's what I've read on one article." He sentenced. - "Show us your Genitals Laia," He said, I moved my legs apart just after the Beep, at least they could let me move my arms, but they didn't they had some other interests. The boy moved his hand reaching my genitals, and shivered and tried to avoid him. "Don't move, let me check it." He said, looking at me so moved my legs apart again, and I felt the hand there. -"See? is really sticky here," He said, moving his fingers for a while, then after him another one, and another, finally almost everyone had put his hands and fingers on my privates. Again I felt dirty. -"I think she needs a shower" they agreed after the last one had checked me. They allowed me to move and told me to take a shower, my legs trembled, but I stood up, Jeremy, the boy who started to bet put my arousal level to 0 and allowed any other member of the class to change it. I went to the shower and cried, cleaned myself, but only the body, I wanted to clean also my mind, but that was impossible. Being there, in the bed, unable to move while the boys checked my more private parts one by one was excruciating but also, the fact of not being allowed to enjoy that orgasm was highly frustrating. My pleasure was also theirs. After the shower I walked back with a towel wrapped around me, few of them talked to me, bad luck you didn't win, the winner offered to pay for something I need, he had won his credits thanks to me, so that was fair. I thanked him, didn't felt that way, but better to have friends, again they were acting normal, it was only a bed, and then an experiment they found something interesting on my genitals, and they had the right to check it, so. nothing wrong. Or yes? Once dry I put my tunic back, and did some check at showers and bathrooms, was pretty clean, so I just needed to use the mop and everything was fine. Then lied on my bed. When the lights were switched off, I took off my tunic, not because I had an interest in sleeping nude, but because I didn`t know if I would have more clothes soon. I heard some moans, probably some of the boys were masturbating, I blushed at the thought, I wanted to try it again, but alone, but just when I started I found it painful, the arousal level, at 0 I would not get anything more than pain. With all my frustration I felt asleep. End of 2nd chapter.