Punishment for Naughty Girls
The school was unusually noisy today. In the classrooms, the hallways, the cafeteria—everywhere you turned, the only topic was the upcoming festival. It was the first major school event of the semester, so I understood why everyone was so excited, but…
“Haa… I’m so jealous.”
For me, it was nothing but a pie in the sky. The student council president and vice president were automatically assigned to the council. The festival was an event run by the students themselves. Because the president and vice president represented the student body, they were too busy managing everyone else to prepare a class booth. In other words, anything involving class preparations had absolutely nothing to do with me.
What did that mean? It meant I couldn’t join my classmates late into the evening, laughing and chatting while setting up our booth. Haa… I felt drained.
“Kang Ijin. Stop slacking off and get to work. We’re really busy right now.”
Cha Yeri urged me while sipping coffee and reviewing documents. The more she pushed, the more I slumped deeper into the sofa as I answered.
“Everyone else is busy preparing for the festival with their friends in class, but don’t you feel like we’re the only ones being left out?”
“What can we do? Being president or vice president means taking a loss for the sake of the students. If you think about how the students can enjoy the festival because we’re here, doesn’t that give you strength to keep working?”
“President, you really are so positive. I’m not like that. Aah~ This is so boring~”
I grumbled and half-heartedly flipped through the documents, slacking off. Cha Yeri kept glancing at me. It looked like she had something to say but was hesitating. What was it?
“Do you have something to tell me?”
“Ahem. Well… if you’re that bored, maybe talk with me while we work… It might make the time pass faster…”
“Just the two outcasts together?”
“Well… something like that.”
She was pretending to be casual, but her face was full of embarrassment. It was hilarious. To think Cha Yeri would be the one suggesting casual conversation—truly, you live and learn.
“Still, we’re only this busy right now. On the day of the festival, I plan to rotate shifts with the other officers to manage things, so we’ll have some free time. You can enjoy the festival as much as you want then.”
“That’s a relief. Will you be enjoying the festival too, President?”
“I plan to keep managing it the whole time.”
“Then I’ll stay by your side and manage it with you. I’ll give up my free time.”
“Hehe.”
A pleased laugh escaped Cha Yeri’s lips. She shook her head and spoke.
“I’ll just take the thought. It’s not that I’m doing everything alone—one person at a time can rotate and manage with me. Besides, it would be strange for the student council president to wander off and play instead of overseeing things, wouldn’t it?”
My suggestion was rejected, but a smile lingered on her lips. It meant she wasn’t displeased. When she put it that way, stubbornly insisting would just make me look like an idiot. Her affection points seemed to have gone up again too.
Just from how much gentler Cha Yeri had become toward me lately, I could tell her perception of me had improved significantly.
“Understood. Instead, on the day of the festival, I’ll buy some food and bring it to you, so please don’t refuse that.”
I’d back off obediently, so at least accept the food I give you.
Cha Yeri must have decided she couldn’t refuse that much, because she let out a helpless chuckle and said,
“Alright.”
The school festival allowed alcohol, but any drink over 10% ABV was strictly prohibited. Naturally, selling anything stronger than 10% was also banned. Class 2 of the first-years had decided to run a bar, but I spotted soju listed in their incoming supplies. After giving the underclassmen a stern warning, I was about to head back to the student council office when I noticed Class 1 of the first-years was right next door, so I changed direction.
‘Maybe I’ll just take a quick peek at what they’re doing.’
I planned to secretly watch my personal onahole, Sua, to relieve some work stress. But an oblivious extra girl spotted me and cried out.
“V-Vice President?!”
Thanks to her, my plan was ruined. In the distance, Sua and that Kang-whatever were discussing how to set up their booth with their friends. Both of them flinched and stared at me with surprised faces. I’d only sworn to watch secretly for one second before getting caught. What a shame.
As I stood there nodding while looking at the two of them, the girl who had exposed me approached.
“What brings you here…”
A girl with freckles and a neat, bespectacled face. ‘Huh? She’s prettier than I expected. Who is she?’
I read the text floating above her head. She was the class president of first-year Class 1.
‘Ah, that explains it.’
She wasn’t heroine level, but among the extras she had decent importance. No wonder she was cute. Girls who looked this plain almost always turned out to be beauties once they took off their glasses. She seemed a little plump too—if I stripped her, I bet her body would be incredible.
I liked characters like this class president type. They always showed up in hypnosis, mind control, and netori material.
“You’re Lee Jiwu, right?”
“You know who I am?”
Of course I do. In my eyes, all your information is completely visible.
“I remember all the class presidents, at least.”
“Wow… that’s amazing.”
“It’s not that amazing—you know who I am too.”
I smiled at her, lying through my teeth without a shred of shame.
“That’s… a little different from what I know…”
Lee Jiwu twisted her body shyly. The fact that she was so quick to show me favor proved she really was just an extra. A woman should have a bit of bite to her. Tsk. If she’s this easy, what’s the difference between her and an onahole?
Compared to this girl, Sua—who was watching me from over there—was at least a vibrating onahole level.
Right then, my eyes met Sua’s and I waved. Seeing me, Sua frowned, glared, then sharply turned her head away. What’s with her?
In the meantime, Kang Suho thought I was waving at him and smiled brightly while waving back. It was so ridiculous I nearly lost my mind. A guy acting like that was fucking disgusting.
“Did you come to see Suho?”
Lee Jiwu must have misunderstood after seeing Suho’s reaction too.
“Well… something like that.”
I gave a vague answer and thought about why Sua had reacted that way. Only one thing came to mind.
Jealousy.
It was a classic cliché for a heroine to get jealous when the protagonist was kind to other women. It was kind of cute seeing a heroine jealous of a mere extra. If she knew just how much value she held to me, she wouldn’t act like that.
“You and your little brother seem really close, Vice President.”
“You’re crossing a line. Looks like you want to be punished.”
“Huh?”
The smile on her face vanished instantly as she muttered nervously. The sudden shift in my aura made Lee Jiwu’s expression freeze solid in an instant. But I smiled slyly again and said,
“It’s nothing. By the way, your class still hasn’t submitted your booth operation plan, right? Make sure you bring it to the student council office before the end of the day.”
“Understood. I’m sorry for being late…”
“It’s no big deal. Keep up the good work preparing for the festival, and I hope you make lots of great memories during the event.”
The accessible men’s restroom reserved for disabled students at Gangan High School was larger than the regular ones and almost always empty, making it one of my favorite spots.
“Hak! Haup!”
Lee Jiwu was bent forward, gripping the toilet and struggling to stay on her feet. Whenever I found a girl I liked or wanted to discipline, I frequently used this place.
Talking nonsense about how close I was with Kang Suho? I couldn’t tolerate an extra girl who crossed the line like that.
Lee Jiwu had brought the booth operation plan just as I’d ordered. She already seemed to have a favorable impression of me, so after coaxing her with a few smooth words and casually suggesting we do it, she offered up her pussy without hesitation—just as expected.
Her large ass swayed before my eyes. Between those two plump cheeks lay a fantastic valley. I slammed into it repeatedly, pounding as if trying to batter her stomach.
“Ugh.”
She nearly fell forward but barely kept her balance. She had more stamina than I expected. Most girls collapsed pathetically because they couldn’t handle my strength.
“While your classmates are working hard on festival prep, you’re here stacking up some nice memories all by yourself. How nice.”
“Y-yes haaht! Vice President, it feels so good♡ Ahup.”
Thwack. Slap.
I was fucking her like a beast, but to give her even more stimulation I slapped her ass hard. Her cheeks gradually turned red with my handprints, and her pussy clenched tightly around me.
“Feels good♡ Getting my ass spanked… feels so good♡ Hit me harder… keuk!”
As the urge to cum slowly built, I moved the hand that had been gripping her waist upward. I wrapped one arm around her throat and pulled her back while pressing down hard on the back of her head with the other. It was like a wrestling hold. Lee Jiwu’s breath was cut off; she stuck out her tongue in agony and slapped and scratched at my arm.
Sorry, but this isn’t wrestling—if you tap out, I still won’t let go. In sex, I am the referee and I am the law.
The girl who had been panting in ecstasy from my cock just moments ago now frowned and begged in pain. I ignored her and tightened my grip on her throat even more brutally.
“Kk… kehek… keheeeek…! S-suddenly… why… keuk..! L-let go… kkuk.”
“You should be quietly tightening that pussy instead of making demands. Do you want to die, Jiwu?”
“I-I’ll tighten it… q-quietly kek…! I’ll tighten it so… kyaht…! My throat… kehek… kuhuuuk…!”
Her face began turning as red as her ass. Her pupils rolled upward until the whites of her eyes showed. Only then did I release my arm and yank hard on her nipples.
“Kkuk, hek! Hek!”
Pulling her nipples as if I would rip them off while slamming into her, she was dying—moaning, gasping for the breath I kept stealing. Without a single thought for her feelings, I fucked her for several minutes with the sole purpose of relieving my lust.
Schlop.
“Huuht…!”
When the urge to cum reached its limit, I roughly pulled my cock out of her pussy. I stroked myself up and down to keep the sensation at the edge and ordered,
“Open your mouth.”
“……”
She was reluctant; her movements were slow. With no choice, I grabbed her jaw and squeezed her cheeks hard, forcing her mouth open. I dragged her head between my legs and shoved my cock inside.
“Uup! Uuup!”
The massive cock filling her to the limit made her gag repeatedly as it blocked her airway. The feeling of her throat convulsing around my glans felt incredible.
“Kkhup!”
Feeling the release, I unloaded every drop of semen into her mouth as if I were pissing.