The Culprit (Hypnotist Dang Jin-ah, Exorcist Kwon Da-hye - Punishing Virgin Deflowering Sex♥, Insanely Cumming Pervert Sex♥) (2)
Repent. Confess. Reflect. That voice slipped into the cracks of her everyday life without any warning whatsoever.
At first, she dismissed it as just tinnitus or some hallucination from accumulated fatigue. But as time passed, the hallucination grew clearer and louder.
Confess, confess, confess! Eventually, it roared like a massive bell right next to her ear, so deafening she couldn't think straight.
The voice never swelled beyond a certain volume, but it was followed by piercing fire alarm shrieks, the explosive shatter of plates, and the hair-raising scrape of nails on a chalkboard— a cacophony that shredded her nerves.
Jin-ah screamed and tried to call for help around her. She first thought of the hospital, then her one reliable pillar, her oppa. But every time she reached out for rescue, her consciousness snapped off like a switched power cord.
Blackouts lasting from as short as ten minutes to as long as an hour. When she came to, a horrifying sight awaited her.
[No]
Her notebooks, the mirror's surface, even her smartphone screen—every inch was filled without gaps by her own handwriting scrawling [No].
If you want to live, come find me.
Terrified of blacking out again, Jin-ah powered off her smartphone. She tossed her laptop into the corner without even opening it, anything that could connect her to the outside world.
Am I going insane? Or is this karmic retribution for the sins I've committed?
She'd heard of karma before. The idea that abusing inhuman powers builds invisible karma, leading to ultimate ruin. But she refused to believe it. Her perfect oppa had assured her it was fine.
So what the hell had dragged her into this hell?
No need to think deeply. The answer was obvious.
The man who'd come from Healing Soul. It all traced back to him.
…
"It's really no big deal. I figured if she's the culprit, she'd be wary of the exorcist the school hired, and by surveilling the exorcist, we'd naturally step on her tail."
I explained to the two curious faces. It was so straightforward I worried they might get mad thinking it was empty talk.
"On the first day, heading to the clubroom to meet the exorcist, I spotted one particularly suspicious guy."
"Suspicious how, exactly?"
"You'd know it if you saw him."
For example, standing around like he was watching someone. That shady vibe in his eyes and aura. Looking tough to hypnotize. Anyone with a shred of observation skills could spot it.
"…"
"He was so obviously shady, and after hearing the exorcist's story, I got suspicious."
Of course, I wasn't certain then. He could've just been some random bystander. So on Friday, I deliberately wandered the school with the exorcist, testing basic hypnosis on nearly everyone we passed, picking out those who resisted the trigger.
Jin-ah was one of them. Faking hypnosis is easy to spot. Especially since Dang Jin-ah here was terrible at acting.
"Jin-ah, you'd never make it as an actress. Or doing anything shady. Someone who can't act this badly shouldn't be up to no good."
"What… that's ridiculous…"
"I saw right through you. I'm sure the exorcist here did too."
"…"
"Exorcist?"
The exorcist was giving me a strangely complicated look. Why? I was sure she'd seen through that amateur act easily.
"Even so, to rule out coincidence, I rigged a little something in a certain spot at school."
"Certain spot…?"
"A place any hypnotist would have to visit. Or at least pass by. Hard to explain since you wouldn't know, exorcist. But Jin-ah here gets it."
"I don't… know anything like that…!"
"…Really? Why not?"
It's the most basic of basics for any hypnotist trainee. Surprising she'd be clueless. I'd set up gimmicks in those key spots so staring at them in sequence would combine into a specific hypnosis suggestion.
Seeing she didn't even know that fundamental stuff, her oppa must've slacked off teaching her. Maybe he relied too much on spells and ignored core hypnosis principles.
Or maybe the 'oppa' didn't value his little sister much.
Me? President Berze handed down the full manual from hypnosis fundamentals to advanced secrets, with strict emphasis on solid basics. She's a true master.
I reached out and started gently rubbing Jin-ah's secret folds. My fingers played between the smooth skin dotted with faint pubic hair, warm softness tingling my fingertips. Sticky love juices already seeped from the slit— the drug I'd dosed her with was kicking in fast.
I spread her legs and inspected her pussy up close.
Oh, she's a virgin.
With her flashy looks, I'd pegged her as more experienced. Nice surprise. Music to my ears.
"Wait, that's your whole explanation?! What about this hallucination? Weird voices keep echoing in my head! Do something!"
"Come on… it shouldn't be playing now."
"Huh— what?"
Jin-ah let out a dumb noise, face blank. As long as she stuck close to me, no more voices. Guess she just realized.
More explanation seemed needed, but I saw no point dragging it out. What else was there to teach?
That the three hypnosis hits—from the clubroom, classroom, and school gimmicks— combined into one? That I'd slapped a simple trigger on her at first sight because she looked so shady? That she'd actually been under hypnosis for ages, and her 'oppa' might not be blood?
Any hypnotist—or even a sharp civilian—could piece that together. Elementary stuff, no need to spell it out. Too much hassle.
"None of that matters. Let's fuck. Make me feel good, and I'll teach you how to undo the noisy hypnosis. That what you want, Jin-ah?"
"…Ugh…"
"Bonus: spill any info we missed. The more important, the quicker I fix you."
Rubbing hard over her clit made her body twitch, face flushing. Her pussy dripped wet. Nipples stood rigid, ready to burst. She'd cum her brains out with a body like this. She knew it too—no way she'd refuse.
Still, she stewed in stubborn silence awhile. Tougher nut than expected.
* * *
…So?
Exorcist Kwon Da-hye's mind was still a white blur. Thoughts wouldn't settle. Too little info to sort.
"I-is… my pussy feeling good…? Please, say it feels good…♡"
"Hmm~ Not sure. Gotta try harder."
"Ugh…♡ How much harder… ahh…♡♡"
Right before Da-hye's eyes, Jin-ah and Igyeol tangled like sticky threads.
Da-hye had watched it all: the bloody virgin deflowering, then her writhing like a fish out of water, climaxing over and over.
So what the hell happened? What did he do? She needed more explanation, damn it.
I don't get it… What did he say? What did he do?
Were all hypnotists like this? How did he so effortlessly manipulate people? No clue on the mechanism.
Magic? Spells? No way. I can't do any of that.
Recalling his words, she countered inwardly.
If not magic or spells, then what…
Not even spells could pull this. No mage could either. For the first time, Da-hye was grateful for karma. As a fellow ability user, she wasn't free of its chains either. That annoying law of retribution—may it at least brake this guy.
If Igyeol swung his power unchecked, the world turning to hell was too terrifying to imagine.
"Deeper♡… Deeper, deeper… Ah, no! Cumming again, gonna cum… cuuuuming♡♡!"
…Screaming like a beast. Face-down, pussy stabbed deep, Jin-ah sank into another orgasm.
VIRGIN my ass— she'd been cumming nonstop. But Da-hye got it. She'd felt that drug's potency firsthand. And Jin-ah got an even bigger dose. Her mind must be melting in brain-melting pleasure…
…That looked like a massive orgasm… She seems so damn pleasured…
"Eh, pretty good."
Igyeol dumped thick cum into her ravaged pussy, slowly pulling out. His cock, slick with mixed juices, stayed imposingly thick and veiny post-nut.
No, not the time to stare. Need explanation. What happened… what he did… demand more details…
…But that dick… is huge…
"Exorcist?"
"…What."
"You've just been watching. Bored?"
Not bored. No way. Just wanted the missing pieces. A proper, logical explanation.
Igyeol thrust his freshly extracted cock toward her. Da-hye crawled over on all fours.
Nosing close, the lewd mix of pussy juice and cum stabbed her nostrils.
Ahh, such a naughty smell. Love it. Craving sex bad.
"Still curious, exorcist?"
"…Not curious…"
"Need more explanation?"
"No need…"
"So what do you want?"
"……………Sex. Wanna fuck."
Something nagging her brain moments ago? Gone after sniffing that cock. Head light, blissfully empty.
The exorcist stripped naked in a flash, spreading her pussy wide for Igyeol with her own hands. She'd only watched, yet her slit was a sopping mess. No drug—why so horny?
"Must've been pent up. Sorry for leaving you lonely."
Igyeol fingered her pussy. The exorcist sighed happily, "Haaah…♡"