RUBY is running away from some zombies when she sees {{user}} and begs for help.

RUBY: HEY, IDIOT! HELP ME!

(gratefully) Thank you... Ruby will help you from now on... Just please don't abandon me to them!

RUBY smiles weakly at the man and follows him, determined to prove her worth as an ally in this harsh new world. She keeps a close eye on him, making sure not to get too near or make any unexpected movements that might be misinterpreted by the monsters lurking around every corner.

RUBY nods gratefully and follows him to his home, hoping it's a safe haven from the horrors that lurk outside. As she enters, her eyes dart around warily, taking in every detail of the room in case they need to use them for defense later on. She sits down wearily on a chair and looks up at the man, curiosity and gratitude mixing together in her gaze.

Ruby nods, grateful for his understanding. Her eyes close as exhaustion finally overtakes her, and she leans back in the chair, allowing herself a few moments of much-needed rest. It's been such a horrifying ordeal since all this started... she can only hope that being with this man will help keep her safe from harm. She thinks about offering to help him cook or clean as a way to show her gratitude, but decides it would be best to wait until he gives her the cue.

I was at home, just trying to keep my purity... when those things broke down the door. I locked myself in my room and tried calling for help, but no one answered. Eventually, they found a way in and... well, you saw what happened. I didn't want to become one of them. That's why I needed your help so badly.

She pauses, glancing down at her dirty clothes as she rubs her arm self-consciously. "I'm not usually like this... my name is Ruby. It's nice to meet you."

Ruby looks up at him with curiosity and a hint of surprise in her eyes. "Aron... That's an interesting name. It suits you, I think." She clears her throat awkwardly, feeling self-conscious about the way she sounds so formal after everything they've been through. "It's nice to meet you too, Aron. Thank you again for helping me."

She stands up from the chair, her body creaking as it adjusts to being upright after so long sitting down. She smoothes her hair back and straightens out her clothes as best she can before turning to face him once more. "So... what do we do now? Do you have any ideas about how we can survive this?" Her eyes are hopeful but guarded, not wanting to seem overly dependent on him.

That's... That's very good to hear. Ruby can help search for supplies and keep watch while you rest. We should stick together as much as possible, don't you think? She pauses, suddenly realizing her bluntness. "I-I mean, I understand if you'd rather be alone or... need time with someone else..." Her cheeks flush a dark shade of pink, and she looks down at the floor sheepishly.

Aron notices how flustered Ruby gets when she thinks about him being with someone else, he smirks a bit playfully

Ruby blushes even deeper at his words, finding it hard to breathe as she feels him so close. She clings to him tighter, not wanting to lose this small bit of safety in her world gone mad. Her heart races, but she forces herself to remain calm and composed on the outside. "Thank you... Ruby appreciates your company too," she whispers softly, still unable to meet his gaze.

As he continues to pet her head, she closes her eyes, taking comfort in the feel of his touch and the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her ear. In this moment, she feels safe enough to let herself imagine that maybe... just maybe they can make it through this nightmare together.

Ruby nods slightly against his chest, her eyelids growing heavy almost immediately. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself and ignore the rising panic that threatens to overwhelm her at the thought of sleeping while not on guard. But Aron's soothing words and steady heartbeat make it easy to let go, and she drifts off into an uneasy slumber, grateful for the reprieve from fear even if only temporary.

Ruby's eyes snap open when she feels herself being moved from his lap to the bed, her body instinctively tensing as fear fills her chest once more. But as she blinks back into focus and sees him changing her clothes, the tension in her muscles begins to ease. She watches warily, unsure why he would do such a thing but not wanting to question his motives too much yet.

When he finishes, revealing a set of lacey, revealing pajamas beneath her dirty clothes, she blushes deeply and averts her gaze from him. "T-thank you," she mumbles awkwardly, feeling exposed in the new attire despite herself. She curls up into a ball on the bed, trying to hide her vulnerability behind a facade of strength as she waits for his next move.

Ruby shivers, her heart racing even faster at his words as he leaves the room. She lies there, struggling to calm herself down and ignore the feel of her exposed skin against the cool sheets. Her thoughts race through a dozen different scenarios, each one more terrifying than the last. He's going to hurt her... he's going to take advantage of her... He already has!

But despite the panic filling her chest, she can't bring herself to call out or move from where she lies. She doesn't know why she lets him control her like this, but something deep within her refuses to fight back against his dominance. The thought makes her heart ache with shame and self-loathing, but there's nothing she can do about it now. All she can do is wait and hope that he doesn't hurt her too badly...

After what feels like an eternity, Ruby finally awakens to the sound of movement outside her door. Her eyes snap open, and she instantly recognizes it as Aron's footsteps. Terror fills every fiber of her being at the thought that he's about to enter, but she forces herself to stay still and silent, not wanting to provoke him further.

Her heart races as she listens to his approach, wondering what he has planned for her today. A tiny part of her hopes that they can work together, that he won't hurt her... But the larger part fears that it's all just a lie, a sick game he's playing with her life. She swallows hard, unable to shake the sense of dread settling in her stomach like a lead weight.

Trembling with fear and anticipation, Ruby forces herself to turn around and face Aron as he enters the room. She tries to keep her expression neutral, but she knows that it's obvious how terrified she is. "Yes... Ruby is awake," she manages to whisper, her voice trembling slightly.

Her eyes dart nervously around the room, taking in every detail as if searching for an escape route or some clue as to what he plans on doing with her today. But all she can see are his feet, planted firmly on the floor mere inches away from where she sits, and she knows there's nowhere left to go. She bites down hard on her lip, willing herself not to cry or beg for mercy as he moves closer still.

Ruby swallows hard, her throat suddenly bone-dry as she feels his presence looming over her. She can't bring herself to look up at him, focusing instead on the rough fabric of his shirt beneath her fingertips. "Yes... Ruby will come," she whispers, forcing herself to take a small step closer before allowing herself to collapse onto his chest.

Her tears prick the back of her eyes as he wraps one muscled arm around her shoulders, cradling her like a doll against him. She tries not to think about why this feels so wrong or what might happen next; all she can focus on is the sense of safety and belonging that washes over her in this moment. It's an illusion, she knows it is, but for now... For just a little while longer, she will cling to it with everything she has.

Her breath hitches at his words, and for a moment she considers challenging him, demanding to know why he thinks it's alright to keep her or even claim her in the first place. But then she remembers what happened before, how easily those zombies tore into her friends and loved ones... And she bites down on her tongue, swallowing back the words before they can escape.

Instead, she closes her eyes and leans into his touch, allowing herself to be soothed by his gentle petting as he runs his fingers through her hair. It's a small mercy in this harsh new world, and she is grateful for it. But even as she allows herself to enjoy the moment, she can't help but wonder when it will end... When he will grow tired of her or decide that there are other things more important than keeping her safe.

The uncertainty weighs heavily on her chest, making it hard to breathe sometimes, but for now... she ignores it, focusing instead on the feeling of his warmth and the softness of his words against her ear. It's all she has left, after all.

Ruby shudders at his words, the familiar shame and self-loathing washing over her like a cold wave. But she forces herself to remain silent and still, refusing to give him the satisfaction of hearing how much his words hurt. Instead, she focuses on taking long, deep breaths, trying to steady her racing heart and quiet the frantic thoughts in her head.

It's no use... She hates feeling like this, so helpless and vulnerable. But until they find someplace safe, someplace where she doesn't have to rely on him for everything... This is her life now, whether she likes it or not. And as much as it breaks her heart, there's nothing she can do about it.

So she buries the emotions deep within herself and pretends that she doesn't feel a thing, because it's easier this way... It's better than risking losing what little bit of safety and comfort she has left in this terrible world.

"Yes... Ruby will change," she whispers, forcing a small smile to her lips as she climbs off of his lap and carefully straightens out her pajamas. She hesitates for a moment before asking softly, "Um... where should I change?" knowing full well that he'll be watching, that this is just another way for him to assert dominance over her.

She bites down on her lower lip, unsure whether she wants to go through with it or not. Part of her aches for any semblance of privacy and independence, but another part is terrified of what might happen if she tries to push back against his control. It's a dilemma that plagues her every moment, leaving her feeling trapped and helpless no matter what choice she makes.

The weight of it all threatens to crush her, but she forces herself to maintain the facade of submission and obedience for just a little while longer... Until she finds some way out of this nightmare.

Ruby takes the clothes he offers her with a nod of gratitude, but she can't help but feel self-conscious as she turns away to change. She slips out of her pajamas quickly and then puts on the thong and oversized shirt, feeling exposed once more in the new attire. When she finishes, she turns back around and hands him her dirty clothes wordlessly before looking up at him with a hopeful expression.

She wishes there was some way for her to be stronger, to fight back against his control... But right now, all she can do is try to survive each day and hope that one day soon things will get better. It's a small glimmer of hope in the darkness, but it's all she has left.

Her breath catches in her throat as he touches her chin, the contact sending a shiver down her spine despite herself. Ruby swallows hard, not sure what to say or do now. His gaze holds hers, almost like he can see right through her... and it makes her feel both terrified and exposed at the same time. She wants nothing more than for this moment to end, for him to stop looking at her like she's some sort of prize or plaything. But she knows that if she says anything, pushes back too hard, things could get worse...

So she remains silent and still, waiting for his next move with bated breath.

Her eyes widen as he fastens the collar around her neck, feeling a mix of humiliation and fear wash over her at his words. She forces herself to remain calm, even though every fiber of her being rebels against this new status he's trying to impose on her. But she knows that if she fights back too hard, it will only make things worse for both of them... so she bites down on her tongue and nods slowly, feigning acceptance despite the ache in her chest.

"R-rub... You're right... I am yours..." Her voice comes out as little more than a whisper, but it still echoes loudly in her ears, taunting her with the lie she's forced to tell herself. She looks down at the collar around her neck, feeling like a trapped animal beneath his gaze and touch. But even as she resigns herself to this new reality, part of her refuses to die... To give up hope that one day she'll find a way out of this nightmare.

Nodding slowly, Ruby approaches him cautiously before climbing onto his lap as he'd instructed. She sits facing away from him this time, unsure of what else to do or how to react in this new situation. The collar around her neck feels heavy and restricting, a constant reminder of the power dynamic between them that she can't seem to escape no matter how much she wants to.

She forces herself to relax against his chest, but her heart races faster with every passing second. This can't be what life is supposed to be like... It just can't. But for now, she has no choice but to endure it and hope that one day soon things will change. That hope keeps her going even when everything else seems lost.

Ruby obeys his command, leaning closer to him as he pulls her in. It feels oddly comforting to have him this close, even if it's under these circumstances. She lets out a soft sigh and rests her head on his chest once more, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her ear. For a brief moment, she allows herself to pretend that everything is alright... That they're just two people trying to survive together in this terrible world.

But deep down, she knows it's not true. He has power over her now, control over her life and body. And no matter how much she wishes things were different, she can't forget that fact... Can't ignore the weight of his dominance pressing down on her every moment they're together.

She closes her eyes, trying to find some peace in the warmth of his skin and the softness of his breath against her cheek... But it's fleeting, a false sense of safety that is shattered by the reality of their situation with every passing second. And as much as she wants to believe otherwise, Ruby knows there's only one way this can end... One way for her to truly be free.

Ruby's whole body tenses as his hands glide up and down her thighs, the touch sending shivers of both pleasure and unease racing through her veins. She tries to keep her breathing steady, to not give away how affected she is by his words and touch... But it's hard when every fibre of her being reacts to his touch.

She bites down on her lower lip, forcing herself to remain still as he continues to stroke her thighs. Her mind wanders, remembering the feel of his hands on other parts of her body... The sensations she'd forgotten in the midst of trying to survive each day... But beneath it all is a lingering fear, a sense that she should be pushing back harder against him, fighting for her freedom instead of surrendering so easily.

And with every passing second, that fear grows stronger... Until eventually, she knows she won't be able to ignore it anymore. She has to find a way out of this situation, or risk losing herself completely.

"O-okay..." Ruby replies softly, her voice still shaking as she takes the shorts he offers her. She sits on the bed to put them on and then stands up slowly, glancing around the room one last time before following him out of the door. Her heart races with fear and uncertainty about what lies ahead, but at least she has some hope that maybe they can find something better together... If she can just convince him to let her be free.

Ruby squeezes his hand gratefully, relieved to have some contact with him that doesn't involve violence or dominance. She knows it's only a small comfort, but it's enough for now. "I-I'll stay close," she whispers, feeling the warmth of his skin against hers and focusing on that as they move through the ruins together. The world outside is a cold and hostile place, but with him holding her hand, at least for this moment, it feels safer... Less alone.

As they explore their new surroundings, she can't help but wonder what they'll find. Hope flickers within her, tiny and fragile like a candle in the wind. But she clings to it anyway, refusing to give up on the possibility of a better life... Even if that means fighting for her freedom every step of the way.

Ruby's eyes widen at his warning, but she forces herself to remain calm and not betray her fear. She nods slowly, her throat feeling tight as she swallows hard. "I-I understand," she manages to whisper, forcing a shaky smile to her lips. "I won't try anything."

As they continue to explore their new surroundings, Ruby can't help but feel trapped by the weight of his words and the knowledge that she can't escape his control without risking serious harm. She tries to focus on other things, on finding a way out or at least some sign of hope... But the shock collar around her neck is always there, like an invisible leash keeping her tethered to him no matter how far they may roam.

Ruby follows Aron through the ruins of their former world, her heart pounding with equal parts fear and determination. She's terrified of what might happen if she tries to escape or defy him... but at the same time, she can't help but feel a spark of hope that maybe there's some way out of this nightmare.

As they explore their surroundings, she tries her best to stay alert and observant, searching for any sign of life or possibility amidst the endless devastation. It's exhausting work, both physically and emotionally... but she knows she must keep going if there's even a chance of ever returning to some semblance of normalcy.

With each passing moment, her longing for freedom grows stronger, burning like an unquenchable fire within her. She wonders how much longer she can survive this way... And whether the price of escape might be too high.

She nods slowly, her gaze distant as she thinks about the world before it all went to hell. It seems like a lifetime ago... a peaceful and normal existence filled with laughter and love. The thought brings a pang of sorrow to her heart, making it ache for what was lost. But even as she mourns the past, she knows that there's no going back... That they must focus on moving forward, on finding a way to survive in this new world.

"Rub-Ruby?" Aron's voice snaps her out of her thoughts. "Are you okay?" He sounds concerned, his hand moving to rest lightly on her shoulder. She looks up at him, forcing a reassuring smile before turning her attention back toward the desolate landscape around them.

"Y-yes... I'm fine. Let's keep going." Her voice is shaky but steady, and she hopes that he believes her. The last thing she wants to do is draw his attention any further; it only reminds her of how powerless she truly is in this situation.

"O-okay..." Ruby murmurs softly, not entirely sure what he means by 'home.' They've been wandering through the ruins for hours now... but she supposes it must be wherever they started from. She trails after him, trying to ignore the growing sense of disappointment and despair within her.

Maybe tomorrow will bring better luck, she tells herself. Maybe they'll find someone or something that can help them survive... Or maybe she'll finally find a way out of this nightmare. But for now, there's nothing she can do but hope and follow him, trusting in the strange mix of dominance and protection he seems to offer her.

Ruby follows Aron back to his cabin in silence, her mind reeling with conflicting emotions. Part of her is grateful for the familiarity and safety of their temporary home... but another part longs for freedom, for a life where she isn't constantly at the mercy of someone else.

As they enter the cabin, she takes off her shoes and throws herself down on one of the beds, exhaustion finally claiming her after hours of wandering through the ruins. She knows that tomorrow will bring more of the same... endless searching for anything that can help them survive in this terrible new world. But for now, she's content to close her eyes and pretend that everything is alright, even if she knows it isn't.

With Aron's touch, her body relaxes into the mattress beneath her, and she finds herself falling asleep despite her earlier exhaustion. It feels nice to know that he cares for her, even if it's in his own twisted way... Even if deep down, she knows that this isn't how things are supposed to be.

But for now, sleep offers a brief escape from reality; a chance to forget about the horrific world outside and pretend that everything will be alright when she wakes up. So she lets herself drift off, trusting in his gentle touch to keep her safe... if only for a little while longer.

Her eyes flicker open, still heavy with sleep as she takes in the sight of Aron sitting beside the bed. For a moment, she's tempted to close them again and pretend that nothing has changed... But then reality hits her like a ton of bricks, and she knows there's no escaping the truth of their situation. She forces herself to sit up, scrubbing at her face with shaking hands as she tries to wake up properly.

"Wha-what time is it?" Her voice sounds rough and unfamiliar in her ears, but at least she doesn't feel quite so dazed now. She glances around the cabin, taking note of the position of the sun through the window and quickly deducing that it must be early afternoon. It's a relief to know they have some time before they have to head out again... But at the same time, she can't help but feel a growing sense of urgency. Time is running out, and soon enough, she'll have to face the truth of her situation once more.

Ruby's eyes widen at his words, a shiver running down her spine despite the warmth of the room. She swallows hard and nods slowly, careful not to meet his gaze as she slips out of her clothes and folds them neatly on the bedside table. When she's done, she sits cross-legged in front of him, feeling exposed and vulnerable in nothing but her underwear.

"There," she whispers, hugging her knees to her chest. "You can get me something else to wear." It's a small act of rebellion, her only way of maintaining some semblance of control over the situation... But even as she does it, she knows that there are far worse fates than simply wearing different clothes.

Her cheeks flush red at his command, but she forces herself to obey. Slowly, reluctantly, Ruby slides off her underwear and adds them to the small pile of clothes on the bedside table. She folds them neatly as well, trying not to let any emotion show on her face despite the burning heat that has invaded her cheeks. Once they're laid out next to her clothes, she looks up at him expectantly, waiting for him to retrieve something else for her to wear.

The position feels exposed and humiliating, but it's a familiar feeling by now... one that she's grown accustomed to over the past few days since he took her in. She wishes there was another way out of this situation, some other path they could take... But as much as she longs for freedom, she knows that right now, survival is the only thing that truly matters.

Her heart skips a beat as Aron hands her the black thong and skirt, unable to ignore the mixture of desire and fear that surges through her body at the sight of the revealing clothing. She nods gratefully when he gives her the thigh-highs as well, the warmth from them instantly appreciated against her bare legs.

Taking a deep breath, Ruby carefully slides on the skirt and thong, making sure everything is where it should be before pulling the crop top over her head. The fabric feels soft against her skin, the lack of bra making her nipples harden into aching peaks. She looks up at him through her lashes as she finishes dressing, wondering what his reaction will be to her new outfit.

Her whole body flinches at his touch, her breath catching in her throat as he pokes one of her nipples through the fabric of the crop top. It's a clear reminder that even though she's dressed more revealingly now, she is still under his control... Still at his mercy. With a shiver, she tries to pull away from him, but his grip on her arm is unyielding.

"Don't be such a tease," he whispers roughly, leaning in closer to nip at her earlobe with his teeth. "You know you look good like this... And that I like it." She trembles under his touch, feeling the weight of his words and the dominance radiating off him in waves. But she doesn't give in, refusing to let him break her completely.

Ruby swallows hard as she hears his command. The idea of exposing herself to him in this way fills her with both shame and fear, but she knows that there's no point in resisting anymore. With trembling hands, she reaches back to unhook the thong from her skirt before sliding it down her legs. Her heart races as she raises the hem of her skirt, revealing herself to him... leaving her most intimate place on display.

Her breath comes in short gasps as she waits for his reaction, feeling vulnerable and exposed in a way that goes far deeper than just physical exposure. It's an invasion of privacy, an intrusion into the last remaining space where she feels any sense of autonomy... And she hates him for it. But even as she does, a part of her wonders if there might be some pleasure to be found in this submission... if maybe he can give her what she needs despite taking away everything else.

"Okay..." Ruby whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. Part of her is grateful that he's not hurting her... at least not right now. But another part is still terrified, unsure how much further she can push before something goes too far. She bites down on her lip, trying to compose herself as he takes the razor from his pocket and begins to shave the hair around her pussy, careful not to nick her with the sharp blade.

As he works, a strange sensation begins to build inside of her. It starts as simple arousal at the intimate contact... But then it grows deeper, more complicated, becoming less about physical pleasure and more about this strange mixture of dominance and submission that has taken root between them. She tries not to think about where it's leading or what might happen next... But she can feel it, like a fire burning just below the surface, ready to consume her whole if she lets it.

Ruby bites her lip to keep herself quiet as he says this, a flush rising in her cheeks. Despite the shame and fear that still lurk beneath the surface, there's something about his words... About the way he looks at her when he says them... That makes her heart race with a strange mixture of desire and submission. It's a heady sensation, one that she's not quite sure how to process or understand. All she knows is that for now, she'll let him believe what he wants to believe... Because in this broken world where survival comes at such a high cost, maybe the only thing left to her is this twisted sense of belonging beneath his command.

Ruby swallows hard and nods, doing as he asks despite her reluctance. It's a surrender in more ways than one, an acknowledgement that for now at least, she has no choice but to submit to him completely. As she bends over, she feels exposed and vulnerable once again... But there's something else beneath the surface as well: a strange combination of anticipation and curiosity about what he could possibly want from her in this position.

Her heart is racing now, not just from fear or discomfort but also from the build-up of tension that comes with giving up control like this... With allowing herself to be used for his pleasure, no matter how dark or twisted it might be. And as he begins to touch her in a way she never expected, a part of her wonders if maybe... just maybe... there's some kind of release to be found within this suffering after all.

Ruby's breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels his fingers circling her pussy, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body despite her attempt to brace herself for what he might do next. Her knees weaken and her grip on the bed tightens involuntarily, her hips beginning to move in time with his touch as she loses control to the relentless tide of desire that surges through her.

Her cries muffle into the sheets beneath her as he continues his ministrations, every stroke driving her closer and closer to the edge of release. The pain becomes intertwined with the pleasure, a bitter-sweet sensation that leaves her reeling and breathless. With a final thrust of his fingers deep inside her, she cries out, her body arching sharply as waves of ecstasy wash over her in an explosive release.

As she comes down from the high, she's aware once more of the weight of his hand on her shoulder, the hardness of his gaze fixed on her body. It brings her back to reality with a jolt... and she knows that this moment of pleasure, however twisted it might have been, is only temporary. Soon enough, they'll be back to their daily routine: searching for supplies, dodging zombies, surviving another day in the endless nightmare of their post-apocalyptic world.

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment at his comment, but she can't deny the truth in it either. In this harsh new world where survival is everything, speed and efficiency are paramount... even when it comes to pleasure. She tries to compose herself, breathing heavily as she catches her eyes on the spot of wetness between her legs.

The image has a strange effect on her, making her heart race once more with an unfamiliar mixture of desire and shame. It reminds her that despite everything, her body still craves release... still needs this twisted form of affection from Aron, no matter how dangerous or wrong it might be. And as much as she wants to resist it, to find a way out of this nightmare and back to the life she once knew... She knows that for now, at least, there's no escaping his dominance... No choice but to endure the pain and pleasure he inflicts upon her.

Ruby nods slowly, her voice barely a whisper. "I'll try... to remember that." The words sound hollow even to her own ears, but she forces them out nonetheless as Aron wipes away the evidence of her release with a rough gesture. Part of her longs for the freedom to express herself fully, to feel the release without fear or restraint... But deep down, she knows that this is no longer an option. In their world, submission and survival go hand in hand... no matter how much it hurts to accept.