Academy's Traitor (17)
“Ah, that’s a bit of a problem. How about you shut up already, Instructor?”
Id said. The bracelet on his wrist immediately began to glow. Serica’s face twisted in panic as her mouth flapped open and shut, like she desperately wanted to speak but no sound would come out. Theo glanced back and forth between Serica and Id, his expression full of confusion and uncertainty.
“Hey, it’s obviously just acting. Why the hell are you looking so dumbfounded?”
“Ac... acting?”
It felt far too real for that.
“Yeah. So just sit back and watch. I’ll show you something epic so you can beg for mercy.”
So I can beg for mercy.
Those words shook Theo to his core. It was exactly what he craved most right now. After a moment of agonizing hesitation, Theo finally nodded.
Serica shot him a look of utter shock. That’s acting too, right? Theo thought, desperately shoving the doubt aside.
Id began shaking his hips again.
“You can moan now.”
With his permission, a lewd sigh escaped Serica’s lips.
“Ahh... haang...♥”
She clamped her mouth shut, grimacing as if trying to stifle it desperately. But it was only for a moment. As Id’s cock slid out, scraping along her inner walls before slamming back in, her eyes widened hugely, and a sultry voice spilled out.
“Be honest, Instructor. You love my cock, don’t you?”
“Ahng♥ Y-Yes... I do...♥”
The bracelet glowed again, and Serica answered obediently.
“Then you’re fine with becoming my slave forever, right?”
“No... that’s...♥ I don’t... want to disappear... I want to stay as myself...”
“Think positive. It’s just a little change in your tastes and personality. And your values too.”
“Nooo...♥ Nooooo♥”
Her pussy battered by Id’s cock, Serica gasped in a sweet voice, desperately refusing.
“You really hate it? You could have sex with me forever, you know?”
Id whispered in her ear as he pounded her relentlessly from behind in doggy style. Serica hesitated for a moment. She seemed tempted by the promise of endless sex.
“E-Even so...♥”
“Wrong. Time’s up. Too late—you’re my plaything for life now.”
“Eh...?”
“When I cum, you’ll hit the most blissful, euphoric orgasm of your life. That’s an order.”
The bracelet on Id’s wrist shone brightly. Serica’s face paled as she shook her head frantically.
“N-No... don’t make me cum... don’t let me go... don’t make me cummm...!”
“Serica, I’m creaming deep inside you!”
Ignoring her pleas, Id thrust his cock all the way to her deepest depths. Hot semen immediately erupted from the shaft buried inside her.
“Hiiigguuuuuuuuuh♥”
At the same instant, the greatest, most overwhelming climax of her life smashed into her mind. Like she’d been electrocuted, electric jolts raced through every nerve in her body, her vision flashing pure white. For nearly a full minute, Serica thrashed wildly, squirting pussy juice nonstop from her cunt like her pleasure sensors had short-circuited. When she finally calmed down, gasping raggedly for breath, the bracelet on Id’s wrist had already vanished. With Serica’s original self now gone, it had naturally dissipated.
“Huu... huuuuuuuh♥”
“How’s it feel, Serica?”
“The best... ever...♥ The most ecstatic moment of my life...♥”
To think the once-stern instructor was now making such a sow-like face, cooing submissively. Theo shuddered.
Why? Deep down, he felt a mix of contempt for Serica’s pathetic, groveling form... and intense arousal.
But regardless of his mind, the pathetic thing between his legs still refused to function. Nearly an hour of jerking it nonstop, and not a single drop of proper cum. Just endless precum dribbling out—no real proof of manhood.
It’s no different from a mere clitoris. Useless in form and function. Total cock failure.
Theo degraded himself with self-loathing.
It was a first. Even as the son of a fallen noble, wandering the streets; even dragged into the noble academy, enduring endless humiliation and bullying—he’d never broken. But now, Theo freely berated and insulted himself. And worse, he felt a twisted thrill and satisfaction from it.
This was due to the Bloodsucking Authority’s implanted suggestion warping his mind. But it also amplified the faint seeds of self-doubt already buried in his heart. The two forces intertwined perfectly, the suggestion seeping into his core, ruthlessly twisting and corrupting his humanity.
“What, you still haven’t cum?”
“Ugh... yeah...”
“No helping it. Guess we’ll ask the seniors. But you’ve got direct sex erectile dysfunction, so penetration’s impossible anyway, right? Gotta beg for a handjob?”
“A-Anything’s fine... I just wanna cum.”
Theo stroked his cock like a bitch in heat as he answered.
“Alright, I’ll put in a word. Anyone wanna jerk Theo off?”
Erin, who’d been scooping cum from her pussy with her fingers, sucking them clean with wet slurps, wiped her saliva-slick fingers on her tits and replied.
“Not me. I don’t wanna touch that tiny, worthless dick. It’d taint my femininity.”
Her blunt, insulting words poured out. But strangely, Theo didn’t get angry—instead, a dizzying rush nearly made him cum on the spot.
“What about you, sis?”
Id turned to Ea. The ever-fair student council president gave a smile bordering on a sneer.
“Hmm... I don’t like it either. I’d obey if my little brother ordered it, but honestly... it’s so pathetic it’s disgusting. Sorry, but yeah.”
Irina chimed in from the side.
“It’s not even worth calling a dick to begin with. And erectile dysfunction means no penetration? What the hell. Might as well be for masturbation only. It’s just an enlarged clit. Pathetic.”
Twitch, twitch. Despite the brutally violent insults, Theo’s cock stood harder than ever, throbbing like it’d burst any second.
“...Disgraceful. Getting aroused instead of angry at such humiliation, jerking off like a horny monkey. As an instructor, I’m not just disillusioned—I’m furious that a cadet like you exists. If it were Id, he’d personally discipline these bitchy mouths one by one.”
Serica, nestled in Id’s arms, looked down at Theo with contempt.
“Why not just castrate him? Get rid of that annoying thing.”
Erin suggested.
“I agree. Utilitarian-wise, anything breeding disgust should be removed.”
Ea nodded.
“I say leave it. Having that pathetic thing nearby just highlights how magnificent Id’s cock is.”
Irina added.
“A tiny dick is basically public indecency. The student council’s been perfected under Id, so as an instructor, I can’t tolerate such a flaw.”
Serica rubbed her tits against Id’s broad chest as she spoke.
“Ugh...♥”
Theo panted with excitement. A feeling he’d never known before. Being trampled and abused by soft soles, finding pleasure in degradation.
“Castrate it.”
“Male disqualification.”
“A tiny dick like that.”
“Why even keep it?”
Voices urging him to admit he was male trash. The old Theo would’ve gritted his teeth in denial. But now, every word stabbed like a sweet dagger.
Each crude insult felt like a gentle hand caressing his cock, stroking it meticulously, lovingly.
So cum already. Spew that worthless precum.
It was euthanasia for his ego. Cumming here would cross the point of no return—but it’d also free him from all immediate pain and torment.
Admitting he was a loser masochist who got off on humiliation.
But honestly? Theo didn’t care anymore.
He just wanted to cum. So he embraced the sweet scorn.
“Aaah...!”
A watery stream spurted from Theo’s cock. The long-awaited release. But the fluid was too thin, too low-viscosity for semen—more like pussy juice or precum. Perfectly pathetic for a masochist loser’s climax.
Seed that wouldn’t reach an egg no matter what, doomed to fail in the cold race of reproduction.
“Haa... haa...”
After an hour of edging, his legs gave out, and Theo collapsed.
“Finally came, huh? Congrats.”
His best friend looked down with a mocking sneer.
“Yeah... thanks...”
Thanks to everyone, I could cum. Theo clung to that naive, pitiful belief.
A 4-day, 3-night unity-building training camp.
But that was just the official excuse. In truth, it was a trap to utterly break the protagonist of [Academy's Traitor], Theo Rud.
And the trap worked perfectly.
Awakened to depravity and masochism by the suggestions, Theo reached masochistic climax—and that became the decisive turning point.
Over the remaining two days, Id relentlessly broke him mentally and physically.
The result?
“Id, this ‘chair’ is so uncomfortable.”
On the final night of camp, everyone gathered in the living room, laughing and chatting warmly. Unlike previous nights of wild sex, they were playing a relatively tame board game called Izmarble since it was the last day.
A large map laid on the floor; roll dice, move your piece that many spaces, claim territories. To make it fun, they added minor penalties. Last place each round had to squat with legs spread and write names with their pussy. Twice in a row? Pinch nipples while doing it. Third place? Wear a nose hook and dance for a minute.
Of course, these didn’t apply to Id. Even if they did, his perfectly obedient bitches wouldn’t complain—but that’d ruin the fun, so Id added his own penalty. If he came last, he’d deep-kiss the round’s winner for three minutes while groping their pussy and tits freely.
With such rewards on the line, the four naked sluts threw themselves into the game with unprecedented passion—rivaling their attitudes in tournaments or exams.
“It keeps shaking on its own.”
Erin grumbled irritably down at the ‘chair.’ Below her, a naked male cadet lay prone with a blindfold over his eyes and a gag in his mouth. Theo Rud.
Not even participating in the game, reduced to furniture—it screamed isolation and bullying. But this was all Theo’s idea. Conditioned by masochistic climaxes, he’d volunteered as the base so he could cum like a loser anytime.
Truth be told, no one wanted to use the ‘unwanted newbie cadet’ as a chair. Just touching his skin gave them goosebumps. But thanks to best friend Id’s ‘consideration,’ they’d played rock-paper-scissors, and the loser had to sit as punishment. Thus, Theo got used—by the half-whimpering Erin, who’d thrown the final scissors.
Venting her frustration, Erin pinched his ass, pretended to shake her foot while kicking his thighs and balls hard.
But the petite beauty, twisted into sadism by Id, didn’t realize—even those acts were rewards that aroused Theo now.
“Probably desperate to cum.”
“Seriously? Gross...”
Erin recoiled at Id’s words, muttering in disgust.
“Don’t be too harsh. Let the poor thing cum. He’ll behave after.”
“I hate touching it... but if Id pities it, fine... whatever.”
Erin reached down, removing the ‘cum-blocker rod’ jammed into the tip of Theo’s erect cock. With her other hand, she gripped the end of the ‘cum-permission anal dildo’ plugged in his ass, twisting it to stimulate his prostate.
Splat, splat—semen spurted from Theo’s cock.
After countless maso-cums lately, his balls were depleted; the load was watery, viscosity like plain water. You’d swear it was just precum. Low-quality enough to fail impregnating even a fertile woman.
Watching the pathetic spurt, the naked corrupted women giggled mockingly. Only Erin, who’d triggered it, grimaced in displeasure, reinserting the blocker with a sour face.
And as Id predicted, the severe masochist chair went obediently still, like magic.
“Alright, for last place this round: pussy-writing with legs spread and clean up ‘that’ too?”
At Id’s suggestion, the four women gasped in horror, groaning.
“No way. That filthy thing. I don’t even wanna go near it.”
“The idiot Theo shat it out anyway. Why us?”
“I’d gladly lick my brother’s ass clean if ordered, but not that.”
“...Agreed.”
Id sighed.
“Even if it’s an order?”
The bitches’ attitudes flipped instantly, mumbling hesitantly.
“If it’s an order... no choice...”
“Penalties are penalties... just don’t come last...”
“I-I’m fine! If it’s brother’s order, I could lick it clean... f-for real!”
“...Same here.”
And so, excluding the loser male, the student council members dove into the game with deadly seriousness.