Female Adaptation Training
“Warden.”
The Vice Warden’s voice was calm.
“From this point on, this prison will receive many female criminals.”
“......”
“Before they are prisoners, they are human beings. They will cry, beg, and sometimes seduce you if that is what it takes to survive.”
I found myself looking at Kang Heesu.
The way she had clung to a sip of water and choked out those tearful sobs.
Compared to when I first saw her, it was true she looked rather pitiful now.
“The moment you begin to see a prisoner as a poor woman, rehabilitation has failed.”
“......”
“You are the one who must reform them, Warden. Not the one who must save them.”
The Vice Warden took another step closer.
“So you must grow accustomed to it.”
“Accustomed to what?”
“Not to them. To the fact that you are above them, Warden.”
For a moment, my mind turned tangled.
“No, I don’t see what my lack of tolerance has to do with me letting my semen go into that woman’s mouth.”
“It has everything to do with it.”
The Vice Warden’s reply was firm.
“You still see female prisoners as women.”
“......”
“They are prisoners.”
Silence.
“Think of this one as training.”
“Training?”
“Training to recognize female prisoners as subjects of control.”
My head was spinning.
She wasn’t exactly wrong.
But even if I was going to give her my semen, I had no idea how I was supposed to do it. Was I supposed to squeeze it out from behind or something?
Then—
“I will assist you.”
“Huh?”
I didn’t even have time to answer.
Before I knew it, the Vice Warden had moved behind me.
Her hand—no, her hand—descended to the waistband of my pants.
That hand, always blurred into a dark silhouette, suddenly became the white, slender, beautiful hand of a woman the moment it touched my clothes.
The zipper came down, and her fingers began to stroke my length through my underwear.
“Hah...!”
This was the organ that had gone unsatisfied for days before I came here, shut away in a gosiwon without ever once being relieved.
My twenty-something blood ran so hot that even that tiny bit of stimulation sent a manic surge of blood through me, and I was hard in an instant.
Swish.
In one smooth motion, even my briefs were tugged down to my knees, revealing my stiff, upright shaft.
Embarrassment came crashing over me like a wave.
“V-Vice Warden. Hold on. I-I’ll just do it myself....”
“You look like you’re about to finish already.”
The sweet voice in my ear made my skin tingle.
“Please endure it a little longer, even if you’re embarrassed.”
Creek, creek.
She wrapped her soft grip around my shaft and began to pump it expertly up and down. Pleasure flooded through me so intensely my vision went white.
“No way.... It isn’t, is it? Warden? Vice Warden?”
Kang Heesu, blindfolded and bound, asked with trembling anxiety. Her voice made it clear she didn’t even want to imagine what was happening right in front of her face.
The Vice Warden’s hand sped up even more.
“Warden. Give Prisoner No. 1 an order.”
“Yes...?”
“Tell her to come here and open her mouth.”
No, has the Vice Warden’s voice always sounded this seductive?
The strange warmth around my back. The languid, sweet whisper tickling my ear.
Carried away by that dizzying sensation, a suppressed voice burst out of me before I knew it.
“No. 1.... Hurry up and come here and open your mouth!”
At my bark, Kang Heesu’s body jerked rigid. Her disgust was obvious. But whether it was the System’s coercion or sheer fear, she slowly crawled forward, lifted her head, and opened her mouth wide.
The posture of a parched tongue stretched out to receive water. Guided by the Vice Warden’s hand, the tip of my cock was perfectly aimed at it.
“Kgh....!”
That was the limit. A thick, milky burst erupted from the swollen head.
Ssht! Sht-sht—!
“Mmng....!”
But perhaps because I’d come too violently.
Only part of my semen made it fully into Kang Heesu’s mouth. The rest splattered messily over her cheeks, nose, and chin.
“Now, Warden. Please make the final command clearly. Tell her to swallow it deliciously.”
The Vice Warden whispered sweetly again as I gasped for breath.
“S-Swallow....”
My voice was too wrecked by pleasure to come out right.
“Swallow it deliciously.”
At those words, Kang Heesu let out a whimpering groan and forcefully pushed the semen pooled in her mouth down beyond her throat.
Glup.
“Ugh, ngh....”
Even as she gagged on the foul fishy stench, she still forced a crooked smile onto her face and wrung out a trembling voice.
“D-Delicious.... Warden....”
“Well done. We will handle the cleanup for you, Warden, so please return to your office and rest.”
The Vice Warden politely stepped back, straightening my pants for me.
Red with embarrassment, I fled out of the cell.
Haah....
All the way back to the Warden’s office, I kept thinking of Kang Heesu.
Blindfolded, crawling over the floor, sticking out her tongue and opening her mouth to wait for my release. That pitiful yet obscenely erotic sight clung to my mind and refused to let go.
I’m really losing it.
Even though I’d just emptied myself in a satisfyingly loud burst, I could already feel my lower body swelling again as if it were about to explode, and I hurried my steps until I practically ran into the Warden’s office.
*
At the desk in the Warden’s office.
To cool the heat that had just been raging through me, I gulped down a glass of cold water.
But the soft touch of the Vice Warden still seemed to linger on my skin, and so did Kang Heesu’s dazed expression as she surrendered to my command and swallowed my semen.
Crazy. Seriously crazy.
I coughed awkwardly and grabbed the mouse. The moment I powered on the monitor, wanting to see Kang Heesu’s face for some reason—
Prisoner No. 1’s rehabilitation has progressed.
A modest reward has been granted.
“Reward?”
I tilted my head and clicked the claim button that had appeared at the center of the screen.
“......What?”
For a moment, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me.
Real cash, not some virtual currency?
I hurriedly checked my pocket and pulled out my smartphone.
I opened the banking app and fumbled the password wrong.
“Damn it.”
Then I forced myself to calm down and try again.
The deposit record on the screen.
[Deposit: Regina]
[+ 3,000,000 won]
Six zeroes.
“......It’s real.”
My lips twitched before I could stop them, and a helpless laugh slipped out as happiness flooded through me.
Back when I was grinding through days and nights preparing for the police civil service exam.
When I had agonized over the price difference of a few hundred won while choosing a cup of instant noodles at a convenience store, living a study life with no idea when it would end.
Under the pressure of that reality, I had lain awake every night, twisting in bed just trying to sleep.
And now, only a few days after becoming a prison warden, three million won had been dropped into my account.
I’d been called a prison warden, but it still hadn’t felt real. Yet the moment I actually had money in hand, my imagination ran wild—I’ve awakened, maybe I’m going to get rich now—and right in the middle of that fantasy, a thought struck me.
Wait a second. Does the Vice Warden get paid too?
I hadn’t heard a single thing about the Vice Warden’s salary or treatment, even though she stood beside me, supporting me and handling the practical work.
A pang of conscience hit me, wondering if I was hogging all the rewards for myself, so I went out to look for her.
Just then, I ran into the Vice Warden walking back after finishing cleanup in Prisoner No. 1’s cell.
“Ah, Vice Warden.”
“Yes, Warden. Did you call for me?”
As soon as I spoke, she bent at the waist in a deep, respectful bow. I got straight to the point.
“Just now I got money as a reward, and I was wondering if you knew about it too.”
At my question, the Vice Warden gave a light nod and answered in that soft voice of hers.
“Congratulations, Warden. You have received your first reward as a prison warden.”
“Thanks. It’s all thanks to you, Vice Warden.”
“I’m grateful that you acknowledged my efforts. From here on, each time you reform the prisoners one step further, you will be able to collect rewards. After all, Warden, you are the master of Regina Prison.”
Her words made me silently cheer, but another thought followed.
“Then do you and the other guards get paid for working too?”
“No. We are essentially one with the prison itself. So compensation is unnecessary.”
“Ah.... I see.”
Something like NPCs belonging to a system that didn’t need money. I understood it logically, but I still felt a little disappointed.
“Still, this is the first reward I’ve ever received, so I want to repay you somehow. Really, is there nothing you need?”
The Vice Warden smiled faintly and answered in that gentle voice.
“Your consideration is more than enough. For now, please use it however you need, Warden. Ah, perhaps now would be a good time to go outside and clear out that gosiwon where you had been staying?”
At her unexpected suggestion, my eyes widened.
“Huh? I can leave?”
“Of course. It only seemed abrupt because the prison was activated suddenly because of Prisoner No. 1. Normally, this would have been a process carried out gradually, with you going out and returning from outside as needed.”
So I really hadn’t been able to leave? I thought as much.
“You hadn’t said anything about going outside until now, so perhaps you thought this was a pocket space in another dimension, Warden.”
At the Vice Warden’s dry joke, embarrassment crept over me.
I scratched my head.
“This is legitimately on Korean soil, an actual building. Whenever you wish, you may open the door and step outside.”
“If I suddenly show up, won’t people think it’s strange?”
“Ordinary people, and even high-ranking Awakened, cannot perceive this prison at all. Please rest assured.”
“I see.....”
“Then think of it as a vacation and take a few days off.”
At her words, my heart began to race at the thought of breathing outside air for the first time in ages. I’d clear out all my gosiwon stuff immediately and go visit my family home for a while.
Then, all of a sudden, I thought of the woman still in the cell.
“What about No. 1? Do you manage her personally?”
“Yes. I was just about to give her a simple meal.”
I nodded absentmindedly.
What kind of face would she make when she was fed?
She had been on the verge of tears over a single sip of water.
Her image, blindfolded and swallowing my semen, was still vivid.
No.
Why did I keep thinking about that?
Am I crazy..
*
With my nerves slightly taut, I passed through the prison’s front gate.
The massive iron door closed behind me, and the instant I stepped out—
“Wow.....”
I couldn’t help squinting.
Had the sunlight always been this bright?
It had only been a few days, but it felt as if I’d been released from captivity after months.
I glanced around. The people’s indifferent gazes.
Just as the Vice Warden had said, they truly couldn’t perceive the prison.
The moment I opened the door to the gosiwon, the stale smell hit me, and I hurried inside to pack my things. Cleaning out the room was over in no time, and I stood there looking over the empty space.
This month’s rent is already paid.
A small pang of regret rose up.
But I brushed it away, thinking of the three million won that had just been deposited into my account.
What can I do? My life as an unemployed bum is over now.
Outside the gosiwon building.
Heavy luggage bags in both hands. Boxes stacked on the ground.
Wait. Can I even receive parcels at the prison?
Was I supposed to carry all this to my family home? No, I should leave it at the prison.
But then, could parcels even be sent to the prison?
It was a building invisible to ordinary people; there was no way a courier could deliver there.
...I should’ve asked.
I was an idiot. In the end, I grunted and dragged my things back toward the prison.
“Parcel delivery is possible.”
“.....”
You could have just said that.
“.....”
My face burned with embarrassment.
Haah.... Next time, I’m asking the Vice Warden about everything, no exceptions.
On the bus heading down to my family home.
The city scenery slipping past the window looked unusually peaceful.
The end of my suffocating life as a civil service exam candidate.
I’d never felt so relaxed. The warm sunlight washed over me, and happiness kept bubbling up until I couldn’t stop smiling.
Just as I got off the bus and was about to wait for a transfer, though—
Kugugugung—!
A rough tremor shook the ground beneath my feet.
“W-What, what?”
A dark red crack split open in the air.
A Gate!
“Aaaaaaah!”
“Run!”
“The G-Gate is breaking open!!”
The people began scattering in all directions, and then, from behind me, I heard a calm voice.
“Everyone! Stay calm!”
At that moment, a spirited female voice rang out.