Training
Eileen’s throat bobbed several times. After carefully chewing and swallowing every last drop of the fluid Yohan had poured into her, she demurely rested her hands on her knees as if waiting for the next command.
“If you’ve swallowed it all, open your mouth for me.”
“Yes……”
“Stick out your tongue as well.”
“Ah……”
At her teacher’s order, Eileen obediently parted her lips and extended her tongue. Yohan pinched the offered tongue between his index finger and thumb, tugging it this way and that, lifting it, thoroughly inspecting the inside of her mouth.
“Eh, aaah……”
Eileen let out clumsy, slurred moans of protest as her tongue was manhandled at will. Paying her no mind, Yohan continued the examination.
“You swallowed every bit of it carefully. Good girl.”
“Heh……”
When he returned her tongue to her mouth and stroked her hair, her expression immediately softened into a loose, vacant smile. Watching her, one would have sworn she was nothing more than an innocent girl who had fallen hopelessly for a bad man.
Yohan tucked his cock back into his pants and carefully wiped the saliva from around Eileen’s mouth.
“Eup, eub.”
Apparently finding the tissue rubbing against her lips stifling, Eileen flailed her arms and made soft, babbling sounds. Yohan stroked her head a few times as if soothing a child, and she quickly settled, purring like a contented cat.
Tossing the used tissue into the trash, he asked, “Eileen, are you masturbating regularly?”
“Yes…… I am……”
“Yesterday, the day before—without missing a single day?”
“Yes……”
The suggestion he had planted last time—to make the urge to masturbate rise every single day—was clearly taking full effect. Yohan kept stroking her hair as he continued.
“When you masturbate, what do you mainly use?”
“Use……?”
“To put it a bit crudely…… your material. Fantasies, videos, anything else. What do you mostly use to get yourself aroused?”
“Ah…… I……”
Eileen hemmed and hawed before finally confessing the materials she had been using. Having masturbated only three times or so since becoming a woman, most of what she listed were things she had used back when she was still a man. Naturally, rather high-intensity and perverted content for an ordinary girl spilled from her lips—rape, SM, training, hypnosis, brokenness, and the rest. Nine out of ten featured men freely exercising sadism against women.
Unable to know the full details, Yohan looked faintly taken aback.
“Your tastes are…… quite hardcore, aren’t they? Unlike how you look.”
“……”
“In that case, there’s no real need to reshape your preferences. The soil is excellent.”
“……?”
Eileen tilted her head at his muttered words. Accustomed to suggestions and commands, she always kept her attention sharp for Yohan’s next instruction, so the reaction was only natural. Of course there was no reason to explain every minor doubt. A few strokes of her hair and she would quickly set the trivial question aside and break into that same loose, silly smile.
Just like this.
“Heh……”
Leaving her with that bashful eye-smile, Yohan casually asked, “Eileen, would you like someone to hit you and treat you roughly?”
“No……”
She shook her head at once. A natural answer. Who in the world would want to be mistreated by others? Ordinary, normal people simply did not have such desires.
But Yohan leaned in and whispered into her ear like a snake.
“Why not? You get aroused looking at that kind of creative work, don’t you?”
“That’s…… because it’s not me experiencing it……”
“So in other words, it’s not that you want to experience it yourself—you simply have a taste for getting excited by media with that kind of content?”
“Yes……”
Eileen nodded in affirmation. Fiction and reality had to be kept separate. Just because someone frequently looked at hardcore material did not mean they wanted those things to happen in real life. Almost no one did. Even if Eileen had watched scenes of someone being raped in fiction, she had no desire to become a rape victim herself. That was only natural.
But Yohan had not hypnotized her merely to hear such answers. He whispered again into her ear in that same calm voice.
“But isn’t that strange? You must have some degree of desire yourself if those media get you aroused.”
“Uh……”
“Getting excited by something you don’t particularly empathize with is a little odd, isn’t it? Becoming aroused by content of being treated roughly…… doesn’t that mean some corresponding sense of empathy already exists inside you?”
“Ah……?”
“Now, try imagining it once. Right now you’re bound and locked away somewhere remote. A gag is in your mouth so you can’t speak. You’ve even been made to wear a blindfold. And in that state, your body is being touched all over. Like this.”
Yohan began groping her body here and there. Clad only in panties, her nearly naked form accepted the stimulation with ease. Every light brush of his fingers across her skin made Eileen tremble and twist her waist.
“Eut, haah……”
A heated sigh slipped free. She was currently deep under the hypnosis Yohan had induced; the words he breathed into her became reality inside her mind at once. Her limbs refused to move as if cuffed, her mouth clenched shut as if gagged, and her closed eyelids transformed into a blindfold that shut out all light. With several senses cut off, her erogenous zones felt even more sensitive.
Fingers that had been circling her areolae as if teasing her breasts flicked her erect nipples with a sharp twang.
“Haut, nngh, hyaaauu……♡”
When he gently scraped her nipples a few times with his nails, the muscles around her womb twitched and trembled. Yohan did not stop. He continued caressing her nipples as he spoke.
“How is it? Feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Yes……”
“Next time, try masturbating while imagining yourself as the protagonist of those creative works. I’m sure it’ll feel good.”
“Yes……”
“Did you really understand properly? Say it back to me. What should you do from now on?”
“While imagining being treated roughly…… I have to masturbate.”
“One more time.”
“Imagining being treated roughly…… when I masturbate…… it feels good……”
“You understood well. What a clever girl.”
“Mmngh……”
Every time he flicked her nipples, Eileen fidgeted her pelvis, not knowing what to do with herself. As if marking a final climax before waking her, Yohan pinched both nipples hard between his fingers.
“Euut, ah! Hyaaauk……?!”
Eileen’s eyelids trembled as if she might wake at any second. She seemed to have stopped right on the precarious threshold of climax. Perhaps too strong a stimulation was still beyond her.
In any case, everything that needed to be done today was finished. It was getting late as well. Yohan decided to wake Eileen without further lingering.
With a sharp clap!
My mind snapped awake. I startled, eyelids twitching, and sat up.
……Did I fall asleep again.
It doesn’t even surprise me much anymore. Somehow, every time I come just for counseling, I end up falling asleep. At this point it starts to feel a bit suspicious, but then the thought that it’s nothing special rises unbidden and I quickly shake my head.
I casually glanced at the bed I’d been lying on until just now. Sweat or massage oil or whatever it was had mixed together into a sticky puddle. The damp bedding felt thoroughly unpleasant. Out of a vague sense of unease I rubbed my damp back a few times with my palm. As I lowered my gaze, my fully exposed breasts suddenly came into view.
“Ah……”
Come to think of it, I was only wearing panties while getting the massage. I freaked out and grabbed the bra that had been placed beside the bed, fastening it over my chest. But did I leave it here originally? The hooks had been undone from the start, but I think I’d kept the bra itself resting on top of my chest to cover them……
C-could Teacher have done something improper to my body while I was asleep……?
“……Tsk, no way.”
I shook my head to deny the silly speculation. It wasn’t anyone else—there was no way Teacher would do something like that to me.
At that moment a voice suddenly came from behind.
“What’s ‘no way’?”
“Kyaa?!”
I startled so badly I fell back onto the bed, landing hard on my butt. A soft sensation met my rear. Seeing my intense reaction, Yohan made a rather apologetic face.
“Oh dear, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.”
“Ah, i-it’s fine. But have you been sitting there the whole time from the beginning?”
“At least since before you woke up. You didn’t notice?”
“No…… You didn’t make a single sound……”
Then did he see the whole scene of me with my chest bare? No, wait. He must have already seen it all while I was asleep. Ugh, thinking about it that way makes me feel a bit gross……
Feeling Yohan’s gaze, I hurriedly put on the clothes I’d taken off. Falling dead asleep while completely stripped and even leaving myself to a massage. Just how comfortable a space has the infirmary become inside me?
“Um, then since it’s late, I’ll be going now. Goodbye.”
“Alright, get home safely.”
I finished my farewell with Yohan and stepped out of the infirmary.