#7 Wrapping Up Training, The Female Teacher Sinks into the Mire (Teacher Seo Eunha - Hypnosis Slave Pussy Service Sex♥, Hypnosis Doll Play♥) (1)
When I pulled my finger out from between her labia, a thick strand of slick fluid stretched out long and gooey. Satisfied with the thin thread clinging to it like a pillar, I dipped my finger back into her pussy and pulled it out again, repeating the motion. Each time, a fresh gush of juices welled up from Eunha's body to replenish the flow.
Next, I put my mouth to work, relentlessly teasing her clit. I flicked my tongue over the slightly swollen nub, nibbled it with my lips to build the tension, then sucked it hard with a wet slurp.
"Nnghiiik…♡ Igyeol-nim, Igyeol-nimmm…♡ Hiiuht…♡♡"
A thin, whimpering voice leaked from Seo Eunha's lips, like she was sobbing. That sound got my cock rock-hard. I released her clit and went back to fingering her pussy, playing with it.
"Eunha, you're such a slut today. This little bean tastes great. You're feeling it so well. What a perverted body you've got."
"Huuuii… Thank you…"
"Your reactions are good, and the resistance is definitely down. Yeah, I can feel how much more open you are. Still not quite there, though."
I fiddled with her pussy while running through a series of questions—about twenty in total. Through her answers, I gauged her current mental state and the depth of the hypnosis. Just as I'd expected, there were still some shortcomings. It was the second day after the weekend. I'd analyzed the footage from our sessions so far, and ideas for improvements flashed through my mind. We only had a week left. Time was tight. I had to fix the issues, wrap up the remaining work, and drive in the final wedge to make sure she could never go back to her old self before the deadline.
And—well, that too might be cutting it close.
I wished we had just a bit more time, but no helping it.
"I couldn't call you yesterday because of work, but from today through the weekend, we'll meet at this time every day. No problem, right?"
"Yes, Igyeol-nim. Every day, at this time. Understood."
"Good. Then let's shower together first. Some time to get even closer."
"Yes…!"
"Oh, right—before we wash up, suck my cock? It's already hard from waiting."
"Of course. I'm Igyeol-nim's cocksucker, so I can service your cock anytime."
"Then do it."
At my command, she squatted in front of me and carefully pulled down my pants with polite hands. When my pants and underwear dropped, my impressive erection sprang out. She stared at the rigid shaft in rapture for a moment, then stuck out her tongue and started licking from the tip. She lavished attention on the glans, down the underside, along the shaft, and to the base. Once she'd coated it all in her saliva, she boldly took it in her mouth and sucked with loud slurps.
Mmm… muum… huuum…!
Seo Eunha, the teacher at Baekrim Girls' High School, is the object of admiration for so many female students. Young, smart, and confident—she's beloved and looked up to by the girls within the school's walls. But no one knows that the woman they idolize is right now squatting naked with her shameful parts fully exposed, cherishingly sucking a man's cock. They have no idea about the blissful face she makes while being treated not even like a lover, but a slave or cocksucker…
Satisfied with her improving service, I gave her a generous load. Hugging my lower body, she steadily swallowed every spurt that flooded her mouth. Then she opened wide to show she'd gulped it all down. I wrapped an arm around her slender waist and led her into the bathroom.
Inside, she washed my body meticulously like a maid. I returned the favor under the guise of washing her, teasing her sensitive spots until she came several times. The education continued even after we got out. While I cracked open a beer, she had to masturbate in front of me. From playing with her pussy and clit to spreading her unfamiliar asshole—everything. Once I'd enjoyed my drink and snacks enough, the real service began.
She sandwiched my cock between her tits and rubbed it devotedly. Her full E-cups molded around the thick, hard shaft. With plenty of saliva slathered on, each stroke made wet, squelching sounds. After sufficient paizuri, she straddled my waist in cowgirl position and serviced me. I just lay back, enjoying her efforts alone.
"Nngh… nnghnnngh…!"
"Cumming again, Eunha?"
"Huuu… Yes, I came again…"
"You're cumming too much. Is your pussy just that pathetic?"
"It's because I'm a perverted maso pathetic pussy… I'm sorryyy…"
Even with her body trembling from the fresh orgasm, she kept her hips moving, never stopping the service. Her plump ass bounced up and down, sometimes grinding deep like a mortar pestle. The insides swallowing my cock were scorching hot and sticky…
"You can't keep cumming on your own like that. So from now on, punishment. Every time you cum from here on—"
His voice grew more soothing the more she listened. Eunha nodded eagerly, taking in every word. His punishments felt good. She didn't want any other kind, but his? She'd take as many as he gave—straight from the heart.
Gulp… glurk… splurt…!
Haaauuugh…!
After that, she was used like a fleshlight, her pussy and womb filled to the brim with semen. Completely addicted to the pleasure of bareback sex I'd taught her, she felt infinite gratitude for the hot spurts flooding inside her.
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Time with Igyeol was incredibly sweet, but unlike last weekend, she couldn't indulge for hours. She had work tomorrow. In the end, Eunha left the motel past midnight. Exhausted, every bit of her energy drained, her eyelids grew heavy on the taxi ride home that he'd called for her.
……?
Arriving at her officetel, she spotted a woman standing in the shadows away from the streetlight. She tensed for a split second, but relaxed upon realizing it was a woman. Hard to see in the dark, but even with the hat, she was strikingly pretty.
Doesn't live here, probably. Waiting for someone?
Staring absently, she felt the gaze returned. Their eyes met for an instant. Eunha hurriedly looked down and hurried inside. But the woman's piercing stare on her back lingered until she boarded the elevator.
* * *
The police station corridor felt endlessly long and chilly. Detective Kwon Jihyun stood before the newly formed TF office door, clutching a thick stack of files from the women's youth division. Cigarette smoke and stale coffee wafted through the crack.
Knock knock. As she entered, Section Chief Kang Seokho at the whiteboard turned.
"You're here, Detective Kwon."
"Good work, Chief Kang."
His voice was low and subdued. Half-empty paper cups and half-read reports cluttered the desks. Teammates Patrolman Park Geonwoo and Officer Yoo Yerin greeted her too.
"Anything unusual on stakeout?"
Jihyun set down the files, recalling the silhouette at the officetel.
"Nothing special yet. No odd movements from the target on the 7th floor either."
"Other residents? Anyone acting strange?"
"Doesn't seem like it from what I saw, but… Hard to tell just watching from outside. Should I do some door-to-door?"
"No. Don't make contact."
"Got it."
The chief scanned the whiteboard again. Photos of missing women or those with suspicious circumstances from recent years were pinned chaotically— all linked, big or small, to "that incident." Jihyun spread the new files on the table. Once sorted, more red pins would join the board.
Lots of material.
Still tired from last night's late stakeout, she pressed under her eyes. No early quit today either. She started flipping through the heavy stack.
Kwon Jihyun of Hansan Police Station. A violent crimes detective, but for the past few months, she'd been on a new TF team. Formed in coordination with the women's youth division, they were hunting some organization—or company, or maybe just one person. Suspected masterminds behind a "human trafficking" case. Above all, they were thought to use hypnosis.
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Tomorrow was Baekrim Girls' High's break. Teachers who'd been pulling late nights lately finally wrapped up end-of-term work, gaining some breathing room. To encourage them, a full staff dinner was planned tonight. As a new teacher, Eunha couldn't easily skip, but she politely declined several times with apologies. Luckily, some colleagues who knew about her past incident helped her bow out smoothly. Who'd have thought she'd ever be grateful for that old mess?
Of course, skipping tonight had nothing to do with it. She just had a higher-priority appointment.
She headed to the usual motel room. The usual Igyeol welcomed her inside. That was the last of Seo Eunha's memories.
"『Eunha's treasure chest is closed.』"
⟨ Hypnosis Trigger ⟩
At Igyeol's low whisper in her ear, the life drained from Eunha's eyes like an ebbing tide. With her soul seemingly fled, leaving empty sockets, she froze in place—a exquisite, obscene doll awaiting her master's command.
"Take off your clothes and come here."
Her fingers moved mechanically at the order. Her prim shirt and skirt pooled on the floor, revealing lewd lingerie and a garter belt she'd never wear normally. I had her strip off the bra and panties too, but left the garter and black stockings—my preference. In that state, she spread her legs and clasped her hands behind her head in a "standby" pose.
I toyed with the soft flesh between her spread thighs and pinched her nipples hard, but she didn't twitch. Yet her pussy remembered, quickly secreting arousal fluid. Sliding a finger inside produced sticky sounds almost immediately. Leaving it buried, I stared into her vacant eyes and issued the next command.
"Eunha, get aroused."
The input took effect instantly. In seconds, her unfocused pupils quivered and glazed over. Deep blush bloomed on her pale cheeks. Hot, ragged breaths escaped her parted lips. Her full breasts' nipples stiffened like they might burst. The flood from between her legs turned far stickier and hotter than before. Her inner walls clenched hungrily around my buried finger like a starving beast, wringing it tight.