Disposal
Wiseoyeon woke up when the sun had been up for quite a while.
"Mmph..."
"Woke up?"
"...!"
The moment she stood up, she buried her body back under the blankets.
"You— you...!"
-Wriggle wriggle!
Apparently her nipples grazed the blanket as she scrambled to cover herself, and Wiseoyeon was thrashing around wildly.
"You're supposed to call me Master."
"Ahh— fuck, what did you do to my body...!"
"Your attitude toward the Master was pretty messed up."
Just a little discipline, that's all.
"...Master! I'm sorry! I was wrong!!"
"Good girl."
Too bad. I had wanted to stuff her pussy with a 3000x sensitivity multiplier at least once.
But we needed to talk first, so let's reset the sensitivity to normal.
"Haah... th, thank you..."
"If you don't do what you're told, then... you understand?"
"...Yes, Master..."
The fact that she went this docile from just a light threat showed how dangerous sexual sensitivity control really was.
"Ahh..."
From beside her, Yeryung's moans reached Wiseoyeon's ears, and she turned to look.
"Chunho-nim...?! Why?"
"Haahhh... Master, Yeryung's womb feels like it's about to burst...❤️"
After Wiseoyeon passed out in the beginning, all the semen had been directed into Yeryung's pussy.
That's why her belly was a little swollen too.
Seeing Yeryung in that state, Wiseoyeon spoke with a trembling voice.
"...Didn't we agree not to touch Chunho-nim...?"
"That's right. That was the agreement."
"So why...!"
Wiseoyeon's eyes welled up red. It seemed like she was frustrated that Geum Yeoryeong had been taken like a dog despite her own sacrifice.
"You did well. You didn't even move once, so what was I supposed to do if you just passed out?"
"..."
"Because of you, Yeryung was fucked all night. If we leave it like this, pregnancy is basically guaranteed."
Actually, I had taken precautions. Once you learned that semen that even with Nutkrease wouldn't cause pregnancy after wiping your balls with yin energy, you didn't worry about it.
"Chunho-nim..."
But Wiseoyeon, who didn't know that fact, was staring at Yeryung with sad eyes.
"I'll give you a chance to make up for your mistake."
"...Huh?"
"Swallow all the semen inside Yeryung's womb by sucking it out with your mouth. That way, pregnancy can be avoided."
"What is that..."
"If you don't want to, just quit. If the Academy Principal gets pregnant from messing around with a student, that'll be pure headline material, right?"
"Ngh...!"
Wiseoyeon was approaching Yeryung with her fists clenched.
"Seoyeon-ah, it's not your fault. So you don't have to do this."
"...No, it is my fault."
Wiseoyeon let out a big sigh, squeezed her eyes shut, and stuck out her mouth.
"...Please forgive me."
-Squelchhh!!!
"Nnghh...! Seoyeon-ahhh... there's the clit... ahnh...!"
-Squelchhh!!
"Ah—! The muscles in my womb just gave out...!!"
I'd heard earlier that if you applied pressure, you could stop the semen from leaking out.
So I told her to try holding it in and pressed her against Yeryung.
-Plop!! Squeeeel!!
"My precious baby juice...!"
Apparently the muscles gave out, because Wiseoyeon's cheeks were getting puffier and puffier. Semen was spraying out of her pussy, and the wet, squelching sounds echoed loudly.
"Nnngh...! Aaagh...!"
She dribbled some, and didn't swallow the rest in her mouth either.
But I wanted to see her swallow it.
"Swallow it all."
-Squelch slurp.
-Gulp!
I should have done this from the start. One word and she changed this obediently.
"Good girl."
"Nnngh...!"
That's weird. Cheonghwa and the others had liked it when they swallowed.
"Master...?"
"Why did you call, Wiseoyeon?"
"I... what do you plan to do with me from now on?"
Wiseoyeon looked at me with a resentful expression.
Come to think of it, it was almost time to head back.
It had started Saturday night, and Sunday was practically over, and by tomorrow the Academy's schedule would be back to normal.
"Fuck, you ruined my precious weekend just to get fucked once."
"That's not my fault..."
Wiseoyeon spread her legs again and lay down.
"Master? W, wait. That thing there isn't a clit, it's—"
-SLAP!!
"Oohhh...!!!"
-Squelchhhhh!!!!
"Phew, my insides feel a little looser now."
Wiseoyeon's pussy trembled as it sprayed a thin stream of fluid.
Enjoy the sweetness of the crime of wasting my golden weekend!
"Th, Master. Are you planning to accept me as a partner later too?"
"No? If nothing else happens, I'll just keep using you as Slave Number One."
"...I suppose. The backlog I've accumulated is pretty big."
I had only forced Wiseoyeon because I was irritated, not because I wanted to confess anything.
From now on, I was just going to torment her in every way possible and make her suffer.
"Why. Do you want me to be nice to her?"
"I've said it before—I like her as a person. She can evolve into a Chunho by receiving the Master's seed, but... she probably won't be able to receive love."
"...Evolve into a Chunho?"
"According to the records left behind by the primordial Chunho... that is, my ancestor, after mating with the Master's predecessor, the Taiwon-su, one's realm would rise and their fur would turn golden."
It seemed like she was hiding something, but that's what it was.
Preservation of the species and eternal continuation.
"You can think of it as a yōkai breaking through its limits through intercourse with the Master and being reborn as a spiritual beast."
"So she's a Chunho now too?"
"Not yet. Her fur is gradually turning golden, but until it's completely changed, she can't really be called a Chunho."
It seemed like the title Wiseoyeon used for Yeryung was about to change too.
"Have her trained for now."
"I already told her to wear a skirt when she comes, since the Master likes clothes that are easy to have sex in."
"Good. I'll leave her care to you from now on."
Since there was some bond between us, she'd take good care of her, right?
"Let me have Seoyeon live at our place too. There are still plenty of rooms left."
While the person in question was drowning in painful pleasure, her fate was decided far too simply.
"You'll surely like it."
There was a faint trace of Jin-yul's slyness in the sinister smile on Yeryung's face.
"Master!!"
When we got back home, everyone came out to greet us.
"Did the instructor business go well?"
"Yeah. Perfectly."
I'd signed the contract and, in passing, pressed my seal into her lower abdomen.
Since she'd have to keep being the instructor, I wouldn't treat her too obviously like a fool, but at the very least, she wouldn't be able to complain if I gropped her tits during boring lectures.
"Good thing Chunho-nim went along too, so no one got hurt."
"There's nothing for the Saintess to worry about. I am the one protecting Hwanhyeon, after all."
Yeryung spoke with confidence. If I had to pick the most reliable person right now, it was undoubtedly Yeryung.
"Hehe... hey. Vixen."
"I told you to call me Principal outside."
"Yeah, whatever."
Yu-ryun suddenly picked a fight with Yeryung.
"...Do you have something to discuss with me?"
"The semen smell of a fox bitch is coming from you."
"That's because we did it last night."
"No. It's the smell of semen accumulated over days of patience and perseverance."
What kind of semen smell could possibly make you feel patience and perseverance?
"Were you always fucking Hwanhyeon lately?"
"Hwanhyeon started it first..."
"Shut up. Fuck, I'm at the point where I'm weaving spider webs in my pussy, and other women are always getting fucked by Hwanhyeon's dick and bragging about it?"
"..."
Oh right. I'd given Yeryung some authority to keep tabs on things, hadn't I?
"...Isn't that going too far?"
"Too far is already several days of my fingers being the only thing inside my own pussy."
"..."
Yeryung's complete defeat. In words and in authority.
She couldn't beat Yu-ryun by any means.
"Anyway! In that regard, Hwanhyeon, I have a proposal for you!"
A proposal out of nowhere?
"Proposal? What kind?"
"That is... Sex Allocation!"
"...What?"
Was I too careless? Yu-ryun was open-minded, but she wasn't the type to say nonsense like this.
"Um... Master, may I speak?"
"Huh? Jin-yul, do you know what this is about?"
"Yes. Over the weekend, Cheonghwa-nim, Yu-ryun-nim, Seol-hwi, and Ilena-nim, and even Mother all gathered and talked about it."
There were a lot of them.
They all want my dick, right?
"So what's this Sex Allocation thing?"
"It's nothing major. The old saying goes, 'A woman should be eaten at least once every three days for the best taste,' right?"
"...Is that what that means?"
"It probably is. In the manga Jin-yul showed me yesterday, it was used in that way."
Seol-hwi nodded and came to Jin-yul's defense.
"Tsk... explain more."
"The idea is, if there's anyone who hasn't done it with the Master in over three days, we help make sure that person has at least one session that day."
"So there's no one being left out like me right now, then."
The process and reasoning were idiotic, but the purpose and outcome were reasonable.
"Sounds good. Let's do that from now on."
It wasn't assigning penalties to anyone—it was a kind of insurance to minimize disadvantages.
"Everyone, time for dinner!"
Harin's voice rang out. The welcome was done, so everyone headed to the dining hall.
"Omnomnom..."
Harin's meals were always delicious.
But now, with milk on the side.
"Hehehe..."
"Seol-hwi, the Master's finally gone crazy, it seems...!"
I heard Jin-yul's voice talking shit about me, but I ignored it.
"...Master, are you alright?"
"Is something hurting, Master?"
Cheonghwa and Ilena each said something, but I ignored that too.
"Why are you like this? You used to look like you were about to cry during Wiseoyeon instructor's lectures."
"What did I do over the weekend?"
"You fucked the instructor. But how much different would that make?"
Knowing one thing and not knowing two—that's the situation.
I had put Yeryung in charge of Wiseoyeon's care, after all.
I trust our Principal's sense.
"I wonder what kind of state she'll show up in..."
While I was whetting my appetite and waiting at the training ground, Wiseoyeon instructor appeared before long.
"...H, hello. Did everyone have a good weekend?"
Wiseoyeon, who appeared in a horrible state, was asking about everyone's wellbeing without waiting for an answer, clearly very tense.
"Fuck, that was from my closet."
...What kind of closet does Yu-ryun have?