#9 Finishing Processing, Preparing for Shipment (Provisional Product Seo Eunha - Naked Class Teacher, Lewd Climax in Front of Students♥) (3)
With the products that had been brought in, Igyeol had stubbornly avoided giving them any specific explanations about their situations. But after spending a week in this place, they inevitably pieced things together somehow. Eunha gathered fragments of casual conversations dropped by Igyeol and the other employees, gradually feeling out the contours of the company.
First off, the company's name was Dugeundugeun Healing Soul Co. Contrary to its bright and childish name, it seemed to kidnap people and control them through hypnosis... Though it was still hard to accept.
No. I've experienced it myself until I was sick of it, so I have no choice but to believe it, even if I hate it.
It was unbelievable, but reality had been shoved in her face, so she had to accept it. The employees here kidnapped young women, brainwashed them with hypnosis, and processed them into products. But not all products were treated the same. They seemed to be classified and managed based on their purpose.
Over the past week, Eunha had witnessed several times how employees who were clearly not human sucked something out of the women's bodies. She herself had felt that eerie sensation of being exploited by them. After the unpleasant floating feeling of something precious draining out of her body came an extreme lethargy that left her too drained to even twitch a finger for half a day.
"What we suck out is called sound yin/essence. Oh, and a bit of spiritual power on the side, enough not to interfere with daily life."
"Don't worry. For fresh young things like you, it won't affect your lifespan or health. But you have to make sure to take the nutritional supplements we give you on time, got it?"
That was the explanation from a woman named Park Sea. She was a succubus, apparently. Some of the company's products seemed to be controlled and raised just to extract that sound yin/essence thing. In other words, products for food purposes.
And the other type was for "external requests." When an anonymous tycoon with money and power placed an order, they remodeled a woman into a dedicated sex slave to their tastes and sold her for a hefty price. Eunha herself was a product for an external request. She remembered Igyeol mentioning it several times.
Being sold to someone? No way, I hate that!
It was only natural. She was still young, with dreams she wanted to achieve. There were students waiting for her in the classroom. The idea of being sold as some unknown man's sex slave was utterly unacceptable.
I have to resist no matter what.
But every time she talked with Igyeol, her will to resist grew faint. She started thinking it might be okay to stay like this, and she might even joyfully accept her fate as a sex slave. This had to be the hypnosis's influence too.
But Eunha was still resisting. For her future, and for the kids she wanted to see again, she wanted to return to her original place. She hadn't given up yet.
I'll definitely escape... It won't go the way you want.
After a week, Eunha finally saw real sunlight from outside the window, not the indoor lighting. Though the curtains were immediately drawn, leaving no time to properly bask in its warmth.
Today, Eunha was allowed out of the restricted holding area for the first time in ages. Of course, they hadn't taken her outside the company.
"How about it, Eunha? Doesn't it feel a bit like a classroom?"
"......What the hell are you planning...?"
"What else? I just want to see Eunha... no, Teacher Eunha acting like a proper teacher."
This was a conference room in Dugeundugeun Healing Soul Co. It was a different room from the one where she'd had her "interview" on the first day. The front of the not-so-spacious room had a large whiteboard set up, with a tall desk in front mimicking a teacher's podium. And opposite it sat a single worn desk and chair, like something a student might use.
Eunha stood in front of the whiteboard, virtually naked. All she wore was a black garter belt, sheer stockings that revealed her skin, and a pair of non-prescription glasses she never usually used. Her ample breasts and the slit of her pussy were fully exposed to the air.
"Think of it as a fond memory and give it a try. Show us your usual teacher self, Teacher Seo Eunha?"
Igyeol spoke in a smooth, oily voice unlike his usual commanding tone. That leisurely smirk as he leaned back made her want to slap him across the face.
Her usual self? She was naked, and no matter how they dressed up the space, it was light-years away from the air of the classroom she knew. Asking her to act normal in this situation was impossible.
"Is that so? Can't immerse yourself in the atmosphere, huh? Then let me help you out a little, Teacher Eunha."
"Wait... don't come closer...!"
"Now, relax~ Follow my eyes, my voice~."
Moments later, the scenery around Eunha had changed. The conference room was the same, but through her hypnosis-altered perception, it looked like the Baekrim Girls' High School classroom from her memories. The white whiteboard became a dark green blackboard dusted with chalk, and the cheap podium transformed into a scratched wooden teacher's desk. Igyeol, propping his chin on the desk in front of it, clearly appeared as an ordinary male student in her class.
...The contradiction of a boy in an all-girls high school didn't bother her much.
"Alright, the bell's rung. Time to start the real lesson, Teacher. The textbook's on the podium for you."
If she resisted, she'd just be forced to obey anyway. With some nasty twist added on top.
"......Goddamn it...!"
In the end, Eunha muttered in dissatisfaction but obediently opened the textbook on the podium.
In the conference room, only Eunha's clear voice and the squeak-squeak of the marker on the smooth whiteboard surface echoed rhythmically.
Standing at the podium, Eunha was competent and charismatic. Her teaching voice flowed without hesitation, and the emphatic tone on key points brimmed with vibrant energy. Even for Igyeol, who had zero prior knowledge of high school material, the concepts sank in crystal clear. With her stunning looks and passionate demeanor, she was undoubtedly popular among her students.
Though if it were a boys' high school, the male students might not have been able to concentrate. Especially now, naked as she was—every time she turned to write on the board, her breasts and ass jiggled, drawing the eyes inevitably.
She said her previous school was co-ed? Bet she got confessions from students~.
Eunha herself looked more alive now, teaching with chalk in hand, than ever. It was clearly her true calling.
Anyway. It was excellent teaching, but not the knowledge Igyeol needed right now.
"So this sentence has nothing to do with the author's intent, so we'll exclude it for now――"
Eunha began moving the pen on the board, giving a concrete example. At that moment, Igyeol stood from his seat and approached her from behind.
"......What are you doing?"
"Keep teaching, Teacher. Don't mind me."
With a low chuckle, Igyeol's large hand grabbed her ample breast from behind. Eunha's body tensed rigidly for an instant, but she suppressed the tremor and desperately continued her explanation.
"Once we remove those unnecessary sentences, the remaining part becomes... hnng...♡"
Savoring the heavy, soft feel of her breast, Igyeol's fingers moved busily. Sometimes flicking her stiff nipple with his nail, sometimes roughly kneading and lifting with his whole palm. Each time, Eunha's voice quivered faintly, but she bit her lip and tried to press on with the lesson.
Igyeol's fondling didn't stop. One hand toyed with her breast while the other slid down her smooth waistline, openly kneading near her firm ass.
"――――――"
In the end, a honeyed moan like melting sugar leaked from Eunha's lips. Cold sweat beaded on her flushed crimson cheeks, and thick love juices already trailed from her shameful slit down her thighs.
When Igyeol nibbled her earlobe, she jolted in surprise, arching her back.
"Focus, Teacher Eunha♪"
The mocking whisper in her ear. Eunha steadied her ragged breath and stared hard at the board. But the more she tried to teach, the more persistent Igyeol's stimulation became. Her sensitive spots were teased, hot breath blown into her ear.
She'd already climaxed from shallow teasing before coming here. That unquenched thirst and frustration reignited, tormenting her.
No... I can feel it... I want more, harder... I want to beg for it...!
Before she knew it, Eunha instinctively circled her hips, rubbing against Igyeol's lower abdomen. As if scolding her obscenely shaking ass cheeks in front of a student, his palm cracked sharply against her flesh.
"Teacher Eunha, what are you doing? Not continuing the lesson?"
"Eung... hnn...♡ Don't do thaaat...♡"
"Come on, the students are all waiting for Teacher's lesson?"
Led by Igyeol's hand, as Eunha faced forward again, her eyes widened in horror. The conference room, which had held only Igyeol moments ago, was now filled with about twenty students. The kids from her homeroom class sat at their desks, gazing at their teacher with clear eyes.
"See, the kids are here? Wanna call out some names? Who's that one?"
"Sua......"
"And that kid?"
"Minkyeol... Hiji... Lea and... Mina......"
With each name she called, the students' faces sharpened into focus. She knew it was hypnosis, but the hyper-realistic scene was impossible to dismiss as fake. Of course, real students wouldn't stay so calm seeing their naked teacher at the podium...
"Come on, the students are waiting. Gotta continue the lesson, right?"
Eunha reached tremblingly to grip the marker again. But as if timed perfectly, Igyeol's fingers seized her wet clit and rubbed mercilessly. His other hand plunged roughly into her tight hole. Thick fingers bored straight to her scorching womb entrance, ravaging the insides violently.
"Haaaaahhh~~~♡♡"
Eunha clutched the podium, leaning on it as her waist bucked and her body spasmed. She came. She climaxed again. A massive orgasm. Even in front of the students, her vision spun and her ears rang with the intensity.
"Teacher Eunha, no lesson? Even with the students waiting?"
"I can't... I can't do iiiit... Not while you're doing thiiiis... No way I can teach...! I knew it... you trash... Die...!"
"Haha, not very teacherly language there. Anyway, you can't continue the lesson, right?"
Igyeol pulled Eunha's slumped body from the podium and gave her a light kiss. Then, holding her, he moved to the side of the podium, positioning her squarely in front of the students. In her vision, the students all stared at her post-orgasm wrecked naked body. Her pussy juices dripped steadily as she panted, etched into dozens of eyes.
"Then let's change the lesson content. I'll help too."
Igyeol thrust his hand back into her pussy, stirring wildly. His fingers squelched obscenely as they poked and churned her lewd hole.
"It's a sex ed practical where Teacher demonstrates with her body. No complaints, right, Teacher Seo Eunha?"
Of course there were complaints. But with her resistance crushed, Eunha could only nod obediently.