Goth Masochism Protocol Activated
The second morning at the Character Training Academy dawned.
The students were told to gather not in the lecture halls today, but inside a massive indoor gymnasium.
Inside the gymnasium with its impossibly high ceiling, dozens of beautiful girl characters stood in formation, each proudly showing off her own Cyber Suit.
Chaei, who had made a shocking jump to R-Rank, had become the center of both admiration and envy from the entire student body.
I sat in the parent observation seats, waiting for today’s curriculum to begin.
But… something felt off. A vague sense of unease crawled down my spine.
“Kwoong—! Kwaaaarrr—!”
The gymnasium’s heavy hydraulic steel doors crumpled inward under external pressure and burst open.
What emerged through the thick clouds of steam wasn’t an instructor.
It was a squad of cyborgs, each equipped with grotesquely oversized steel cocks mounted below their waists.
“What the hell is that? Is that part of the training?”
“Instructor! Those cyborgs aren’t in the curriculum! Instructor!”
The girls’ screams rang out, but the AI instructor’s voice coming through the speakers remained eerily calm.
Today's special lecture is now beginning. The topic is 'Experiencing Various Forms of Sex and Responding to Forced Situations.' Students will fully accept the random trials assigned by the system and refine data from extreme conditions.
The moment the announcement ended, dozens of cyborgs charged toward the female students.
The closest girl was grabbed by the nape of her neck by a cyborg’s mechanical hand and slammed to the floor.
Cyber Suits were ripped apart. Screams mixed with the metallic screech of machinery filled the gymnasium.
“Chaei, run! This lecture is insane! Get out of here right now!”
I leaped down from the observation deck and shouted.
Chaei instinctively summoned her rifle and aimed it at the cyborgs.
But the sheer number of cyborgs was overwhelming.
She swung her rifle like a club, smashing the face of the nearest enemy before pulling the trigger.
Unfortunately, a long-range sniper rifle wasn’t suited for dealing with multiple machines that had closed in to point-blank range.
“Daddy! The timing’s all wrong, nya! There’s too many of these cyborgs, meow!”
Chaei smashed the optical lens of an approaching cyborg with her rifle butt.
“Clang—!”
Sparks flew from the impact, but the cyborg didn’t seem to feel pain at all. It thrust its massive steel cock forward and tried to grab Chaei’s slender waist.
The gymnasium had already turned into a living hell.
Everywhere, the girls’ screams mixed with the sound of Cyber Suits being torn apart and the wet, squelching noises of mechanical cocks plunging into pussies.
I gritted my teeth and ran toward Chaei.
But the pressure from the cyborgs blocking my path was beyond imagination.
They pushed me back with strength far exceeding human limits.
In that moment, one of Chaei’s rifle rounds pierced a cyborg’s chest—but that was all.
Instead, it continued forward, leaking thick black engine oil from the hole in its torso, reaching its mechanical hand between Chaei’s legs.
“No, nya! Go away, meow! Don’t touch me, nya!”
Chaei screamed and stumbled backward.
I clenched the communicator in my pocket tightly.
I thought of Yeha, who was waiting back at the hideout.
If the academy’s system had gone berserk, there was no way we could escape through normal means.
“Chaei! Just hold on a little longer! Daddy will figure something out!”
I rammed my shoulder into a cyborg’s massive body and stepped in front of Chaei.
Terrified, she hid behind my back and gripped her rifle again.
But the encirclement was tightening by the second.
The gymnasium lights had turned a strange crimson, and the dozens of sensors installed on the ceiling blinked busily, as if determined not to miss a single frame of this mass-rape scene.
“Daddy… I’m scared, nya… These cyborgs are really weird, meow.”
I locked the communicator’s frequency to Yeha’s private channel at the hideout.
“Yeha! Can you hear me? The academy system has gone completely insane! Shut down all the cyborgs around us right now!”
The moment my shout reached the hideout through the communicator, every light inside the gymnasium began flickering and the speakers crackled with static.
Yeha had begun breaking through the academy’s firewall and infiltrating the system.
At the same time, dozens of cyborgs that had been about to pounce on Chaei suddenly sparked violently from their internal circuits and collapsed to the floor as if on cue.
Their enormous steel cocks went limp, and the red glow in their eyes faded out.
But the crisis wasn’t completely over.
A small number of cyborgs that had rejected the system’s central control and switched to independent mode were still targeting Chaei.
They seemed to have deliberately cut off external communications to avoid potential hacking.
“Daddy, the cyborgs are still moving, nya! Go away! Get away from us, meow!”
Chaei desperately pulled the trigger of her rifle, but the cyborgs with their thick armor plating simply deflected the bullets and continued their heavy advance.
The moment their fingers were about to seize Chaei’s slender ankle—
“Crash—!”
The reinforced glass ceiling shattered into pieces as a black shadow descended like a crow.
Through the thick cloud of dust, Goth Choi Yeha lifted her head, proudly displaying her gothic-style lace garters.
In her slender hands she held a multi-barrel minigun that was easily twice as large as her delicate frame.
“Taehun, sorry I’m late. There were truckloads of cyborgs outside too. Cleaning them up took a while.”
Without hesitation, Yeha began spinning the minigun’s rotating barrel.
“Dududududududu—!”
The merciless gunfire filled the entire gymnasium.
Yeha’s ultra-precise fire control was practically an art form.
The bullets tore through the cyborgs surrounding Chaei, shredding only their joints and core processors while leaving not a single scratch on Chaei’s clothes.
Steel fragments flew in every direction, and thick black engine oil soaked the floor.
Chaei stared blankly at the scene for a moment before shouting “Yeha unnie!” and throwing herself into Yeha’s arms.
Yeha didn’t release the trigger until the ammo belt ran completely dry.
Only after the final cyborg collapsed as a heap of scrap metal did the minigun’s barrels finally stop spinning.
“Situation terminated. Taehun, Chaei. Let’s get out of here. Once the system reboots, even more annoying things will show up.”
Yeha slung the minigun over her shoulder as she spoke.
I scooped up the trembling Chaei and escaped the bloodbath that the gymnasium had become.
Behind us came the AI instructor’s garbled error warnings, but I didn’t even look back as I ran toward the van parked in the lot.
The moment I started the engine, it roared loudly and we sped away.
I glanced at the academy building shrinking in the rearview mirror and let out a deep sigh of relief.
Chaei had passed out from exhaustion in the back seat, but the Goth Choi Yeha sitting in the passenger seat kept her gaze fixed on me.
Her eyes held a sticky, thick heat completely different from the destroyer she had been moments ago.
“Taehun, Chaei’s asleep. And my data link is still active.”
Yeha licked her black lips and whispered in a low voice.
Her hand slowly moved toward my thigh.
“The school’s forced rape attempt was pretty unpleasant, but… if it’s you forcibly violating me? I’d gladly spread my pussy for you.”
After saying that, Yeha suddenly unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned toward me.
Inside the cramped van, the scent of her perfume invaded my nose.
“Taehun… it seems my protocol was designed to react only to your sadism…”
Yeha’s confession was dangerous and blatantly obscene.
Her hand slid up my thigh and reached for my zipper.
My cock, already rock-hard from the excitement of the earlier battle and her provocative words, strained against my pants.
The sound of the zipper coming down broke the silence, and my cock was freed in an instant.
As if she had been waiting for this moment alone, Yeha tilted the seat back and lowered her head between my legs.
Her cold metal fingers pressed firmly into the soft flesh of my inner thigh.
At the same time as the cold sensation stimulated my nerves, her lips—coated in her signature thick gothic lipstick—gently enveloped the head of my cock.
“Churup, churrrrup……!”
The obscene wet sounds filled the narrow interior of the van.
Yeha didn’t stop at simply sucking.
She looked up at me with wide eyes, staring straight into mine, scanning my every reaction in real time with obsessive intensity.
She teased the tip of my urethra with the end of her tongue, tormenting me, then suddenly took my heavy shaft all the way to the root, deep into her throat.
My hands tightened on the steering wheel. The foot pressing the accelerator trembled.
A wave of pleasure so intense I could no longer drive safely crashed over me.
I had no choice but to turn on the hazard lights and pull the van over to the side of the road.
The engine was off, but the heat pouring from Yeha only grew hotter.
With my cock still filling her mouth, she looked up at me, sticky saliva dripping from the corners of her black lips.
Chaei was still sound asleep in the back seat. The van’s windows, cut off from the outside world, gradually fogged up from our rising heat.
I pushed the seat back further and grabbed a fistful of Yeha’s hair.
I roughly turned her around and bent her over the back of the seat.
Her pale, almost porcelain-white ass was presented beautifully.
I put all my strength into my palm and slapped that bouncy flesh hard.
“Slap—!! Slap—!!”
The sharp, wet smacks rang out clearly.
Every time a vivid red handprint was left behind, Yeha arched her back and let out a scream mixed with a moan.
The more pain she received, the wetter her pussy became, overflowing with arousal.
I didn’t hesitate any longer. I drove my vein-bulging, ferocious cock straight into her narrow, burning entrance.
“Aaaahk! Yes, Taehun! Hit me harder! Treat me like a whore!! You’re educating a cheap, vulgar woman!!”
“You filthy sow of a bitch, why is your cunt gushing even more when I slap your ass? Don’t shake your hips like a bitch in heat just because I’m fucking you. You’re nothing but a cum-dump toilet for my semen, understand?”
My words seemed to be sweeter to Yeha than any caress.
She threw her head back, her face drenched in pleasure, and answered.
“Yes… I’m your whore, your dirty bitch. I’m just a piece of meat that can’t live without Taehun’s cock!!”
I turned her over again and pinned her between my legs.
The wet, foamy sounds of our joined bodies never stopped.
Yeha roughly squeezed her own breasts, twisted her nipples, and desperately bucked her hips in time with the heavy rhythm of my thrusts.
The walls of Yeha’s pussy writhed like a living creature, stroking every inch of my shaft and milking me with obsessive greed.
For the final climax, I wrapped one hand tightly around her slender throat.
When I squeezed hard enough to compress her windpipe, Yeha’s breathing became ragged and blocked. Her pupils rolled upward and her eyes fluttered.
“Haa… haa… I can’t breathe… but it feels so good… don’t let go… just like that… keep choking me… nghh…!!”
As oxygen was cut off, it was as if errors began occurring in the data transmission to her brain. Yeha’s vaginal walls convulsed wildly, squeezing my cock as if trying to crush it.
Extreme asphyxiation pleasure and perfect domination.
In that instant, a torrent of white fluid exploded from Yeha’s urethra like a waterfall, and I, too, unleashed every last drop of my life force deep inside her womb, right at that burning core.
“Haa… haa… As expected… I knew it. This cock is a cheat key…”
Yeha trembled all over and collapsed into my arms.
While only our rough breathing filled the afterglow of climax, Lolita Yeha’s voice suddenly flowed from the dashboard speaker.
I wiped the sweat from my body and gently stroked Chaei’s hair where she still slept peacefully in the back seat.
Then I started the engine again.
I shifted gears and drove toward the hideout.
Beside me, Goth Choi Yeha was still trembling, her breasts covered in cum, lost in the depths of an orgasm she couldn’t escape.