Chapter 47
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 47
Chapter Title: With the Help of the Cadets, I Finally Became an Onahole!
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It had been quite a while since the books on the desk had stopped toppling over.
There was no helping it. The top priority was to stop these lewd videos from circulating around campus.
Well, watching them did make me think, "This level of lewdness might just be overlookable," but all decadent cultures start from seemingly minor things.
So, rather than flipping through a single book right now, I needed to deal with "Absolute Obedience Big-Titted Housewife in Reverse Bunny Cosplay ♥".
Under the lewd pink lighting, she spread her legs like she was begging for cock and coquettishly addressed Jung Jin-hyuk, her "lust relief friend".
"Please pound this eternally horny bunny pussy full of cock... ♥"
"You're turning me on so much, Instructor Jin-ah," he said politely, stroking my head in praise.
"Hehe... Thank you... ♥"
"Is this part a sticker?"
He fiddled with the heart-shaped plastic cover over my slit.
If he accidentally touched my pussy by mistake, it'd be a disaster, but I let it slide because of the trust built up with him.
"Yes, it's a protective shield for Jin-ah's worthless pussy ♥"
I had to immerse myself fully in the role of "lewd horny bunny," so I delivered the fitting lines.
"If this sticker falls off, I could just slam my cock in, right?"
Hah, as if that would happen.
But since I was the "horny bunny" right now, I countered with lines a horny bunny would say.
Trustworthy "lust relief friend" Jin-hyuk would surely understand my hidden intent.
"...Yes, if it falls off, you can fill me up inside as much as you want... ♥"
Of course, it was a lie. If something like that happened while role-playing as an "obedient lewd bunny submitting to creampie partners," my mind might break.
But I trusted that Jin-hyuk would caress me gently enough not to let the cover fall off, so it was a line I could say.
"...Really?" He grinned and began toying with my breasts. He seemed immersed in the role of ravaging the lewd bunny, issuing commands in informal speech.
"Haa... ♥ Rubbing there... ♥ Feels good... ♥"
He pinched and tugged my left nipple while sucking and rolling the other in his mouth, then asked,
"How about this?"
"Haa... ♥ That's good too... ♥"
Thanks to his efforts, my breasts had developed extremely sensitive nipples. After being fondled and trained so many times, when I was this aroused, just tormenting my nipples made my pussy wet.
He fiddled with and shook the cover over my pussy again. Slick love juices leaking out caused the fixed cover to slip with his movements.
"No... ♥ If that slips... ♥"
"Then try stopping your pussy from squirting like a faucet," he sneered.
He stroked down my thighs, heightening the arousal around them.
My body, from the recent fondling, began preparing to accept cock.
My outer labia swelled plump, and blood rushed to my clit, making the sensitive nub stand erect and stiff.
With his touch, the band-aid-like cover slipped away from sweat and juices, slowly peeling off my pussy.
As the cover shifted and my smooth pussy began to reveal itself, I grew a little worried.
Oh no, what if he took my "acting" seriously from earlier and actually fucked me?
To make sure he didn't misunderstand, I needed to clearly express refusal.
"Jin-hyuk, as you know, sex is... Ah, pinching my nipples feels so good... ♥"
Reporting pleasure was always the priority, so I couldn't convey my intent properly.
The cover, more than halfway slipped, seemed like it would fall off naturally if I got any wetter.
"Eut... Stop tormenting my nipples... Eut, licking them like that feels amazing..."
I needed to refuse, but his ongoing caresses kept me busy reporting the pleasure.
He pressed down hard on my cover and said,
"This is about to fall off. Mind if I thrust in?"
"Eut... No...? Pressing like that feels good... ♥ My clit feels good... ♥"
"What the hell are you saying...? I'm just gonna fuck you...?"
"Eut, feels good... No... Don't... My naughty outfit slipping off feels nice, but... Eut... ♥"
Following lust relief etiquette, I prioritized reporting pleasure over expressing my will, so I never clearly refused.
His massively swollen cock approached me. I desperately tried to refuse, but he stuffed fingers in my mouth to block me.
"Ahnheyoh... Dohn bahk mahhn ahn deh yoh..." With fingers in my mouth, my refusal came out garbled like baby talk.
"You really can't?"
He rubbed my slit with his glans as he spoke.
No matter that he was my "lust relief friend," he couldn't cross that line.
"Eut... Rubbing against my pussy feels good, but... ♥ Still..."
The moment I tried to say, "Still, no insertion ever," he grabbed my ass and thrust his cock in.
"Euuut...!"
This was basically rape.
Why? I trusted him.
Ah?
Right now, me.
What the hell was I doing?
Along with the mental shock, I began to understand the situation.
Like slowly rising from a deep lake, my mind cleared.
"It was you...!"
My sharpened reason reached a conclusion.
All of this was a trap to fuck me.
Looking back, it had been suspicious from the start. The video editor required precise mana control; otherwise, it just spat out static.
Only someone skilled enough to perfectly control mana and lower resistance could view it properly—it wasn't for cadets.
It was clearly targeting the instructor.
"You bastard, I won't forgive you eve... Hiiiit... ♥"
"Oh yeah, you like it here, right?"
He scraped a sensitive spot inside me—even I didn't know about—with his cock.
Regardless of my will, my aroused body poured out pleasure unrelated to the situation.
"How did you know...?"
"How? Thanks to the onahole you made me."
I recalled gifting him an onahole linked to my body and senses, brainwashed into believing the absurd "lust relief friend" concept.
'Damn it, why the hell did I... do that...'
"How did trash like you get into the academy...!" I glared at him with eyes full of resentment and rage.
"...Hmm, sex resistance is still high, huh."
"An...swer... me... ♥ Hiiut...!"
He ignored my words, indifferently slamming his cock into my sensitive spots.
"Brainwashing to boost sex resistance while lowering refusal for everything else was good, but the finish is tough."
Burning with hatred, I gathered mana to strike back.
'Die, you piece of trash.'
"You're... finished... Hkkiiiik... ♥"
It hurt like my pussy had been slapped, stinging fiercely. It was a spot pressed tight against his cock, impossible to hit directly—yet the pain struck suddenly.
"How dare you speak so rudely to Master! Teacher!"
"You're... Ha-rin...?"
Seo Ha-rin, leader of the Women's Liberation Movement Club, burst in yelling. Behind her followed club members in cadet uniforms.
In her hand was the onahole I'd gifted Jung Jin-hyuk.
"Whew, Teacher. Is this bitch still resisting rudely?"
"Yeah, what a pain for a worthless pussy bunny."
"Who're you calling a worthless pussy bunny, you fucker? Hiiiik... ♥"
Seo Ha-rin and the members began playing with the onahole linked to my body and senses. They tickled my clit with a brush and stirred inside with adult toys.
"What a disobedient onahole. Dressed like a pervert, getting fucked by Teacher—worthless pussy bunny fits perfectly," Seo Ha-rin mocked, twisting my clit.
Just being deeply impaled by his huge cock was hard enough to endure mentally, but the simultaneous pleasures made it impossible.
While skewered on cock, it felt like someone tormented my insides again. My hypersensitive clit teased by brush, G-spot jabbed by toys.
"Hkkuk ♥ Haaut ♥ Heaak ♥"
Like a dumb squirting toy, my body climaxed, spraying fluids.
"Teacher, does this spot feel good?"
"Hehe, even the scary teacher has a worthless pussy."
"Sister Ha-rin, it feels similar to where you feel it!"
The cadets clung to my breasts one by one, groping and appraising them.
"Wow, Teacher's nipples are poking out so much."
"Look, one side's red from pinching."
"Smooch, hehe, like this, Teacher?"
"Kyaa! Is she crazy, sucking that?"
"Smack, kinda smells like Master...?"
"Really? Then me too."
Like chattering girls huddled during break, they toyed with my body like a plaything.
The cadets I was supposed to protect were helping the man brainwashing me.
"...You brainwashed these students too...?"
Gritting my teeth to hold back pleasure, the cadets pinched the onahole's clit and retorted.
"Brainwashed? Teacher guided us to find our true calling!"
"Kkuhut... ♥ Aaah... "
Despair hit as my footing crumbled and I fell.
"Teacher, just give up everything and think only of feeling good ♥"
"Be happy ♥"
"Be happy ♥ Be happy ♥"
"Aaah... ♥ No... ♥"
Jung Jin-hyuk stabbed my insides like my pussy was his toy, his possession.
I... can't... hold out... anymore...!
"...Now you're nice and soft."
Hearing his incomprehensible words, I felt ominous mana interfering with my mind.
That was my last memory as Instructor Song Jin-ah.
The most joyful way to start the morning is with Master's semen filling my womb.
From my first day as an onahole, being able to serve Master like this was great fortune.
Riding him in cowgirl position to serve, I whined like a spoiled girl as he looked at his phone.
"What're you looking at so intently, Jin-hyuk...? No, Master?"
"Comparing old Jin-ah and current Jin-ah."
On Master's phone screen was a photo of my old self.
Wary of Master with a prickly expression, it made me a bit embarrassed.
"...Back then, I really had no idea I'd become Master's onahole..."
I began recalling the process of becoming Master's onahole.
Masturbating in the staff room to confiscated lewd videos, I got used.
No, no one rapes an onahole, so "used" is the right term.
I felt indignant at first, but soon accepted it honestly.
I couldn't forget the Women's Liberation Movement Club's help in guiding my hesitant hand to onahole life.
Pretending to be a refined woman valuing culture, Jung Jin-hyuk helped me live as an onahole.
The moment I begged to offer everything to him and be made his onahole.
I realized my whole life had been for dedicating to this man.
None of it possible without Master's help.
He'd spent the night pounding my worthless womb to make me remember.
How could I forget such precious memories, even briefly thinking Master was rape-brainwashing me?
What a ridiculously stupid onahole.
"Can I turn cadets into onaholes whenever I get horny?"
Old me would've wanted to kill him for that, but now, enlightened to onahole life's value, it was different.
"Do as you please ♥" With Master poking my womb to persuade, no refusal was possible.
Squelch squelch, my pussy lewdly served Teacher's cock.
"Jin-ah... ♥ Worthless pussy... ♥ Thank you for using me... ♥"
Master grabbed my head and ravaged my tongue with a kiss.
I was glad to offer my precious first kiss to Master.
"The brainwashing took so well. Destroying the mind really yields the best results."
Master sometimes said inexplicable things, but whatever. It was fine.
Even if true, being brainwashed by Master was a blessing, right?
Resisting brainwashing would be the weird thing.
"I love you... Master... ♥"
Feeling Master's semen filling me up inside, I prepared for work.
'I'm so glad I could become an onahole ♥' I thought.