The Masochist Track Seems Perfect for Yoon Ji
"Your place is nice and clean. Most onahole homes are a bit messy, you know? But it looks like you keep things spotless even while training your pussy."
"...Yeah, well. Clean is best, right?"
The teacher entered the living room and plopped down on the sofa without a hint of hesitation. Even if he wasn't officially hired yet, wasn't this a bit too casual for someone about to be an employee? But if anything, Yoon Ji was the desperate one here. Considering how narrow the doorways were at Onago High, it made sense for the one and only special home tutor for Onago applicants in the country to act without restraint.
Yoon Ji sat down next to the man. Without asking permission, he slipped his fingers into her pussy, toying with her entrance and clit like it was nothing. Naturally, she didn't mind at all. If anything, it felt good. Having her pussy played with so casually meant he saw her as a proper onahole.
Her dad or the boys at school always emphasized she was an onahole multiple times before gingerly touching her. But this guy showed no such hesitation. It made her feel validated as an onahole, even if she couldn't quite put it into words.
"Let me see. From the feel, you're no virgin... hmm... I'd say you get fucked around 10 to 13 times a day. That about right?"
"Ah, yeah. Spot on. Not exactly every day, but yeah, roughly."
He could tell that just from touching? Yoon Ji was impressed as she confirmed it. She'd been a little skeptical at first, but his sharp insight was starting to win her over.
"Who've you been taking cocks from? Your dad?"
"No. Dad's got some hang-ups about pussy sex with me."
"Heh, yeah, some guys are like that. I get it. But saying you have resistance to pussy sex kinda sounds like everything else is fair game..."
"Yeah, outside of pussy sex, Dad helps me out so I can properly get into Onago. Anal, blowjobs, all sorts of stuff."
The teacher stifled a laugh at her answer. Yoon Ji couldn't figure out what was so funny. He wasn't mocking her as a daddy's girl, was he? That would piss her off big time.
"I see, I see. Don't take it too hard. Some dads are born with useless dicks, so even with a prime onahole daughter, they can't manage pussy, anal, or even proper blowjobs. Anyway, so usually it's school friends, then?"
"Yeah, mostly. I told my class I'm aiming for Onago, and all the guys have been super cooperative. They use my pussy at least once a day each."
"Hmm, got it. But one correction: it's not that onaholes let guys use their pussies. It's guys using onaholes. Watch that mindset."
"Ah..."
Yoon Ji's cheeks flushed red as she bowed her head. She'd just shown how immature she was as an onahole. Shame burned through her—especially right after getting some praise for her attitude. The teacher didn't scold her further, maybe out of consideration, but the sting of embarrassment lingered deep inside.
"You're diligently offering your pussy to guys and building basics, but without proper expert training, it's lacking in spots. That's fixable after enrolling, but the transfer exam itself is an issue..."
The teacher seriously inspected her pussy, pointing out flaws. Yoon Ji knew she shouldn't tense up like this, but she hung on his every word, body rigid. Even his offhand comments felt loaded with meaning. She'd thought she was cooler than this, but dreams made her lose all composure.
"Is my pussy... that deficient?"
"No, no. This is standard for an onahole hopeful. Don't worry. With me around, you'll pass for sure. More importantly, let's pick your track and start the curriculum. Mind if I ask a few questions to figure out the best fit?"
"Yeah, of course."
"Let's see... Any other women in the family?"
"No. No mom, no sisters."
To be precise, she had a mom... but it was as good as none.
"Then gangbang track's out... Got a boyfriend?"
"No. Had one once, but we broke up a while ago."
"NTR maso track's a no-go too. Clit's too small for gum-chewer track anyway... And you're too fine-looking for plain-jane or street-rag classes; prostitution track won't fit..."
The man pondered while tapping on his phone, then asked,
"Any favorite positions or plays during sex? That's how we usually sort tracks."
"Hmm..."
Yoon Ji reflected on her experiences and carefully answered,
"I think... I like getting my ass spanked."
Shame surged up, making the words stick in her throat. Feeling embarrassed as an onahole wannabe was weird, but she wasn't a full onahole yet. After years as a normal girl, she wasn't fully there. A true onahole would own it proudly.
Unlike her flustered self, the teacher lit up at her words.
"Ooh, you like ass spanks? Great news. Onago has a masochist track. They take a lot of applicants too, so the door's wide open. Hmm... but liking it is one thing—let's see how much. Turn around and present that ass."
"Ah, y-yeah."
His casual command made her obey naturally. A tiny flicker of shame remained at showing her ass to a guy she'd just met, but it was a trial she had to face to become an onahole. She lifted her hips toward him, steeling herself.
The teacher gently caressed her plump ass, whistling in admiration.
"Whoa♥ Up close, this ass has real presence. Rare for your age to have one so firm and fuckable. And this asshole... Dad shoves his cock in here daily, huh? Knowing that makes it even hotter."
"Th-thank you."
Before deciding on onahole-hood, this big ass had been her complex. Now it was her star selling point. Life was unpredictable.
The teacher blew warm breath on her skin, stroking once more. Then his palm whistled through the air, slamming her ass.
Smack!
A crisp sound echoed, heat and pain blooming like wildfire across the spot.
"Nngh...♥"
It hurt. Really hurt. She couldn't see, but her juicy cheek surely bore a clear handprint. Tears pricked her eyes from the sharp mercy-less strike. A groan nearly escaped.
But the pain was trivial—no, it was the pleasure. Heat and bliss rose from her ass.
"Ooh~ One smack and your pussy's already soaking. Perfect. You've got real talent here. We'll hone your masochist side and aim for the maso track. Natural maso sows like you are rare; you'll crush the competition."
"Ah... th-thank you."
Having a pro tutor acknowledge her potential was pure joy. Even cool Yoon Ji couldn't hide her excitement, voice pitching up.
But it was too early to relax.
"Um... how much for a month's lessons...?"
No matter the potential, if it cost too much, a formal contract was iffy. Dad might stretch for quality education, but as the daughter, she'd feel guilty mooching.
The teacher's response shocked her.
"Money? Nah, don't need it. I can squeeze plenty from other pussies. Way better if... when you become an onahole, you give me top priority access. Like reservation #0. That's all I want."
"Uh..."
Yoon Ji stared blankly, then murmured,
"...Really? Just that? Even so..."
Onaholes weren't always available on demand. Backlogs meant long waits, and top onaholes might require skipping days. But even factoring that, his terms were dirt cheap. Too cheap—she could barely meet his eyes.
The man just grinned casually, waiting for her answer. What an amazing guy. Yoon Ji figured he knew she'd balk at free, so he lowballed to help her. Special talents, yet so selfless. She reflected on her past selfishness. She couldn't ignore such kindness.
"Alright... deal. When I'm an onahole, you're my #1 reservation, Teacher."
"Sweet. Contract sealed. Since we're on it, wanna jump into practicals?"
He grabbed her ass firmly with both hands.
"Let's start light with some pussy sex!"