Park Dusik's Supplementary Lesson (3)
"Ugh, haaah...♡"
I gripped the bedsheet so hard my knuckles turned white.
Twisting my thighs and pressing down on my breasts did nothing to quell the heat.
No, touching myself only made it feel like I was pouring fuel on the flames.
There's no way I could hold out like this until morning.
My reason was already in tatters, and my instincts were screaming at me to bolt out into the street and surrender to base urges.
No... I can't do that. I'm a healthy guy from South Korea, damn it.
I wracked my feverish brain for a solution.
How could I escape this hellish heat?
The answer was surprisingly simple.
Right. I just need to... let it out....
The exhaustion after climax—what people call post-nut clarity.
That's the forced calm I needed right now.
"Haa... This is just emergency treatment. Not masturbation... therapy."
Like sucking out venom from a snakebite, it was just expelling the aphrodisiac from my body....
I fed myself these lame excuses as I slid my trembling hand downward.
A part of my body I'd never touched before, now strangely familiar yet hypersensitive.
My underwear was already soaked through with mana fluid and love juices.
Just brushing over it lightly sent shivers racing up my spine, making my body quake.
"Ah, nngh...."
I squeezed my eyes shut.
I didn't have the courage to face my own reflection.
It was just treatment, nothing more—so I mechanically worked my fingers to reach climax as quickly as possible.
...Fortunately or unfortunately, my overly sensitive body gave me plenty of pleasure from just rubbing over my underwear.
"Hng... Oo, aaahh...♡"
Like handling fragile porcelain, even delicate movements made my body twitch and jerk.
My strength kept giving out, making it hard to even masturbate properly.
I buried my face in the pillow and timidly fidgeted with my fingers, but I could tell this wouldn't end anytime soon.
"Haa—, haa. Something's... missing...."
A frustrated moan echoed through the room.
Rubbing over my drenched underwear—drenched in love juices, no, mana fluid—felt good. Every time I teased that small, insistent clit..., electricity shot through my whole body.
I could guess that a little more boldness would unleash unimaginable pleasure.
But...
"Scary...♡"
Hours of this heat had turned me into an idiot.
Even though it was my own body, I knew so little about it. My breasts, my nipples, and... down there.
It was all a minefield of explosive pleasure. That's why I couldn't move my hands freely.
"Ahng... Aah...."
For dozens of minutes, my clumsy masturbation dragged on. I couldn't reach proper climax even once, just gushing mana fluid in spurts from above and below.
The neat bed was a mess now. The house, which I'd tidied up after Hayeon's visit yesterday, reeked of lewdness.
Whether from the aphrodisiac or the sticky scent from my body, I wasn't refreshed after masturbating—in fact, I was even more frustrated.
Panting like a dog with my tongue lolling out, curiosity made me cautiously lift the tip of it with my fingers. A sticky mix of mana fluid and saliva dripped out along my tongue.
The delicate flesh of my tongue wriggled helplessly in my slender fingers.
Masochistic Tendency
Ah, this feeling...♡
The sensation of being forcibly held, stripped of freedom, exposed inside out.
I started playing with it like I was entranced.
My tongue darted around, evading the enemy—my fingers. But once caught, it was impossible to escape on its own.
Soft fingers pressed roughly on the squishy tongue. The pressure turned to discomfort as they pushed deeper into my mouth.
"Mmph, guh, huaa...."
The intruder ravaged my mouth mercilessly. The wriggling flesh couldn't flee, rubbing against fingers and drooling mana from the salivary glands.
I felt alien to myself. This was nothing like eating or brushing my teeth—the sensation dominating my mouth was utterly different.
Like I wasn't myself anymore....
And it wasn't just my mouth that felt that way.
The moment I realized it, I unconsciously twisted my clit hard.
"Hngguh, bweee—♡"
My tongue yanked taut from the sudden muscle spasms.
A flash of pain and disgust mixed chaotically with pleasure, tears spilling out.
My toes curled, and with a spurt, a stream of mana fluid leaked through my soaked underwear.
"Paha, nngh♡ Ah♡ Haat♡"
Both hands were slick with mana fluid now. The climax that finally burst after so long was intensely powerful.
My breaths were filled with sweet moans. With my eyes spinning dizzily, I looked down.
My massive breasts blocked the view, but...
No, I didn't need to see my lower half to know.
My nipples were still stiff under my shirt.
"...♡"
Lacking the courage to slip my hand inside my clothes, I kept rubbing over the sticky, wet underwear.
Expelled aphrodisiac through climax! Aphrodisiac duration extended!
Remaining Duration: 5h 21m → 5h 36m
I blankly got up from the bed.
When I opened my eyes, the sun was high in the sky.
The room stank unpleasantly. I hurriedly opened the windows for ventilation, then dashed to the bathroom to start showering.
The weather was a bit chilly for cold water, but I didn't care—I let the icy stream hit me.
"......"
What happened yesterday...?
My memories were hazy.
Not that they were completely gone.
From getting whipped by Park Dusik... having aphrodisiac applied and going into heat... sparring in supplementary lessons... coming home and masturbating.
The whole sequence was firmly etched in my mind.
Just... low resolution, like fogged over.
I thought it over under the cold water.
It's not just about avoiding hypnosis.
At first, I thought if I didn't fall under hypnosis, that'd be enough... but no.
As a human, I was powerless against drugs.
And this world was full of traps designed to neutralize women.
I thought I could endure with willpower if I just avoided hypnosis, but no. This... it's impossible.
In the original story, even at max level with all specs maxed, Seo Eunha crumbled helplessly to sexual attacks.
It wasn't weak will or hypnosis—it was how this world was built.
Goddamn erotic game worldview rules.
Like how sleeping pills make you sleep and poison kills you, aphrodisiacs make you go into heat.
That's not something willpower can fight.
The abnormal hormones and mana flooding my brain transcended mental strength entirely.
"To avoid it, I can't let those situations happen at all. Which means..."
Back to power, in the end.
Overwhelming force so a creep like Park Dusik couldn't even try anything.
The fastest way to get strong was dungeon grinding.
But I'd lost my kitchen knife in the sewers. And it wasn't even proper for hunting anyway.
"I need a real weapon."
I rummaged through my dresser drawer and checked my wallet.
For some reason, my account and wallet held about 8 million won—a hefty sum.
The starting 10,000 gold from the game, converted to 8 million won, probably.
Enough to gear up early-game.
The problem: as a student, no legit channels for a real sword.
Black market it was, but I had zero info.
Then, a certain person popped into my head.
Today was Saturday. Luckily, the cop uncle was off duty. I went to the park near his house and called him out.
"Black market... you say?"
"Yeah. Sorry to ask so suddenly."
The cop uncle looked flustered.
"You know about it too, right? I heard there's a secret market near the academy that students use on the sly."
"...Ahem, hem! I don't know anything about that. What kind of student goes to shady places like that?!"
Uncle was terrible at lying.
Like when he hinted at knowing about the sewer disappearances last time, or this black market thing.
Avoiding eye contact and fumbling his words—he definitely knew.
"C'mon, don't be like that. Your lies are obvious. It's not even illegal anyway."
"......Haa, fine. I know of it. But I can't tell a student like you about a dangerous place."
"I need a weapon to protect myself."
I cut him off firmly, then pointed toward the underground sewers.
"I saw it in the sewers. That's no ordinary underground passage. Monsters crawling everywhere, and someone's doing weird experiments."
"What? Experiments...? Is that true?"
He didn't know the details, but his darkening expression suggested he had suspicions.
"Anyway, you know how dangerous it is for girls these days. And it's only gonna get worse."
"...."
I exaggerated, saying the city was getting riskier for women.
And Uncle didn't question it at all.
Meaning, at least he recognized something was off.
Is he really not under hypnosis? Then what's the reason...?
Tucking that fact away, I kept persuading him.
Even my logical arguments didn't budge him. Frustrated, I threw out a blank check.
"Uncle. I'm an awakener. Help me now, and when you need it, I'll do anything for you."
He flinched.
If this didn't work, maybe fake some tears—then.
Uncle finally showed real agitation.
Uncle's got a materialistic side, huh.
Doubting because I said "anything"—figures.
In this insane world, living as an upright cop must've brought tons of powerlessness.
When investigations stalled or brass leaned in, help from a solid awakener was tempting.
Probably some unsolved case flashing in his mind right now.
Uncle reached out like to scold me, then sighed deeply and backed off.
"Haa... No need for payment. I'll help. But don't leave my side. It could be dangerous."
"Whoa! You're the best, Uncle! Thank you!"
"I know the location. When do you wanna go?"
"Right now!"
He frowned at my impatience but soon resigned, leading the way.