Then... We're All in the Same Boat Now
The sensation of someone caressing my pussy jolted me awake from a light sleep. By chance, I overheard the conversation between Eun-jung and Teacher Mi-na, and the shock hit me like a hammer. Everything I understood about being a woman collapsed in an instant.
The perverted tests and pussy management that had been performed on my body countless times weren’t actually about checking whether I was a degenerate… nor were they meant to control my sexual urges. They had been nothing more than excuses fabricated by Eun-jung, whose true target had been my body from the very beginning.
On top of that, every time fingers had slid into my pussy during those fake tests and management sessions, stroking my inner walls and thrusting relentlessly… it hadn’t been mere fingering or petting. It had all been… sex.
Riding a dildo in front of everyone and shaking my hips wasn’t self-managed pussy care at all—it was simply public dildo masturbation. Every morning in the bathroom, changing into the exposure uniform, when the girls filed into the stall one by one and drove their fingers deep into my pussy, it had been my classmates gang-raping me… passing me around like a toy.
All the other times my pussy had been fingered, groped, and licked… I had simply been a cumrag whose cunt was free for any girl to use.
And yet I had thanked them for raping me. Every time I entered the classroom I would lift my ridiculously short skirt, showing off the pussy that had just been passed around, and politely greet them with a proper pussy bow.
…Now that I knew the truth, how could I even describe what I was feeling? Betrayal toward Eun-jung, Han-na, my friends… and the teachers? The despair of having no idea what to do in the face of this sudden revelation? Or the self-loathing for having been so easily deceived and willingly offered my body to them?
Emotions so thick and tangled that even I couldn’t separate them poured out from my chest.
…Should I open my eyes right now and confront Eun-jung? Tell her I heard everything, ask if she had truly deceived me with those intentions and let everyone have my body? And confront Teacher Mi-na too…?
No. Not yet. Right now Teacher Mi-na seemed to be hesitating, realizing her mistake. She was deciding whether to join forces with the girls in our class and keep violating me as Eun-jung suggested, or stop the wrongdoing even now….
I would listen to the teacher’s honest feelings first and then make my judgment. The Teacher Mi-na I knew… even if she harbored desires for my body, she would surely say she would stop the rapes.
…Yes. Not everyone could have been violating me with nothing but those kinds of feelings. Even though she had been drunk, Han-na had confessed her feelings for me just the other day. Ye-na unnie had always spoken to me with such gentle concern….
Besides, in the teacher’s case, I had been the one who first touched my pussy in front of her and masturbated with my fingers. Later I had even hidden a large dildo inside myself and performed dildo masturbation right in front of her. Teacher Mi-na had initially tried to guide someone like me onto the right path; if anything, I had been the one who seduced her.
So I shouldn’t rush to judge right and wrong and resent everyone. Look. The teacher right now would definitely reject Eun-jung’s proposal….
……Huh?
The situation was unfolding in a completely different direction from what I had expected. In the end I couldn’t hold back and cracked my eyes open just a sliver. Teacher Mi-na was alternating her gaze between my pussy and Eun-jung, her face flushed crimson, fingers fidgeting restlessly.
Eun-jung watched the teacher with a bright, knowing smile that said she had expected exactly this.
…Why? Hadn’t the teacher cared about me?
And until just moments ago she had clearly felt guilty about violating me together with the others. So why on earth…?
While I trembled with rising betrayal, Eun-jung’s questions continued.
"…."
Teacher Mi-na wore an apologetic expression as she looked at me, yet she quietly nodded.
Perhaps bored by the lengthening conversation, Han Soo-hee—who had been gently stroking the soft skin of my inner thigh—slowly nodded in agreement.
Really…? Even the teacher, everyone felt the same way?
Under the pretense of pussy management, forcing me—who knew nothing—to do all those lewd things… with the intention of continuing to rape my pussy?
I had kept listening just in case, but I couldn’t endure any longer. The conversation seemed to be wrapping up… It was time to open my eyes, get up, and demand to know what the hell was going on with Eun-jung and Teacher Mi-na….
"Hngh…?!"
The moment I tried to open my eyes, Eun-jung reached out, spread my pussy wide, and thrust her finger deep—into my already slightly damp entrance that had grown wet from Han Soo-hee’s stroking.
The sudden penetration made me miss my chance to wake up. While I panicked, Eun-jung continued.
Following Eun-jung’s lead, both Teacher Mi-na and Han Soo-hee slowly reached their hands toward my exposed pussy.
"Oh my. Seon-ah, you’re awake?"
"…Yeah."
When I slowly opened my eyes and sat up, Eun-jung—who had been lazily sipping her drink—greeted me with a warm smile. The same fingers now holding that glass had been stirring my pussy just moments ago, yet her expression remained perfectly composed. I subtly avoided her gaze and curled up, hugging my knees to my chest.
"Haa…."
Pathetic as it was, I had missed my chance to confront Eun-jung and the teacher again and ended up getting violated once more. Perhaps because they believed I would never wake up, the three of them had lain down openly on either side of me, licking my ears and relentlessly fingering my pussy.
When the other girls gradually gathered around us at the sight, Eun-jung calmly explained the situation to them. That even though Seon-ah didn’t know it yet, the teachers had decided to cooperate with the pussy management, and they were currently testing it out. The girls joked that the competition for pussy management slots had just gotten fiercer, and instead of stopping the teachers who were molesting their sleeping friend right in front of them, they simply returned to their seats while promising to take their turns during evening management.
I was violated by the three of them for a long time. At some point I forgot I was supposed to be pretending to sleep; I panted wildly and lost myself in the pleasure. When I finally came back to my senses, this was the situation I found myself in.
"Seon-ah, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
"Ah, no…. I’m fine. I just have some things on my mind…."
When I quietly buried my face against my knees, Eun-jung asked in a worried voice if I was sick. But I couldn’t say anything to her and simply shook my head weakly.
What do I do now…?
Because I had missed the timing to wake up, I could no longer question Eun-jung about the truth. If I confronted her now, she would surely say, “You were awake the whole time, so why didn’t you resist when your pussy was being raped? Doesn’t that mean you actually wanted to be raped?” Missing the timing meant my excuse—that I had quietly pretended to sleep and let them use my pussy—would sound suspicious even to me.
And honestly, I wasn’t even sure whether I truly didn’t have those feelings… No. I shouldn’t think about that right now. Sorting out the situation came first.
When I organized my thoughts, telling them I had overheard that they had been deceiving me and therefore refusing the perverted tests and pussy management had become impossible. The only remaining option was to gently decline.
Thinking back to yesterday when I had told Eun-jung I wasn’t feeling well and managed to avoid management, it seemed entirely possible to skip it if I had a suitable excuse. They weren’t violating and harassing me because they hated me. According to Eun-jung, they liked me and wanted to share me—even if the method was extremely abnormal.
So this time I would use that affection. I would gradually distance myself from pussy management. Then I would act as if I were growing suspicious of it, making the girls feel a sense of crisis until they withdrew on their own.
If that happened, I could finally regain a normal daily life.
…Yes. This might actually be the better way.
Of course I felt betrayed and resentful about having been deceived all this time… but from my perspective, still heavily influenced by my male past in sexual matters, it was difficult to treat too harshly the girls who held affection for me and had even had sex with me.
Therefore this method was probably the best option.
Having finished my thoughts, I nodded with a face set in firm determination—unaware that Eun-jung was staring at me with piercing, suspicious eyes from the side, and without any idea what might happen once I began refusing the pussy management.