Wounds and Struggles
Han-na left with a wounded look on her face. All because of my stupid self. Because I had hidden the truth about Pussy Management from her….
When I still didn’t know the real nature of Pussy Management, I kept quiet because I knew she would be furious if she ever found out. After I learned that Han-na liked me, even while I was still agonizing over how to answer her confession, I couldn’t overcome the cravings of this body and ended up having sex with multiple girls…. Whether intentional or not, I deceived her in the end. And today of all days, I was even planning to use the idea of dating her as a convenient way to escape my own troubles… which could easily be seen as using her.
…I’m such an idiot. What did I even mean by “accepting” Han-na’s confession? After seeing this lewd, selfish side of me, would she still want to date someone like that? What she fell for was the version of me who had been tricked by The Test—the pure, innocent girl whose pussy was being violated by her two closest friends. It definitely wasn’t the current me, surrounded by half the girls in class, receiving Pussy Management and climaxing like a whore.
“…Seon-ah, are you okay?”
While I was blankly blaming myself, Eun-jung’s voice reached my ear. She still had her arms wrapped around me. I turned my head weakly and saw her watching me with a complicated expression—flustered and troubled at the same time.
…She had explained Pussy Management to Han-na earlier. She was probably worried I might have overheard the true nature of it. Or maybe it had something to do with the heartbroken look on Han-na’s face.
“What… did you talk about with Han-na?”
Eun-jung hesitated, her face clouding with discomfort, before she finally spoke.
“…Han-na said she can’t do The Test anymore.”
“That means….”
The true purpose of The Test was to lewdly touch me, train me, and have as much sex as possible. But when Eun-jung spoke about it to me, she always kept the surface meaning—that they were simply evaluating whether I was worthy of being their friend. So when she said Han-na was giving up on The Test, it meant Han-na no longer saw me as a friend.
The confession that she liked me… was obviously canceled now. That was how disappointed she must be.
“Ah, no… that’s not it. Han-na has some personal circumstances right now, so… she needs time to sort out her feelings! Once she does, she’ll probably come back. Hey, don’t cry…”
Tears I hadn’t even noticed welled up and slid down my cheeks. Ever since that beach trip when I learned the true nature of their training plan, I had been oscillating between hope and despair. Just when I thought I might finally grasp something real, I had been shoved into an abyss with no way out.
My head felt numb. No thoughts came to me, and I didn’t want any. Even though it was bright daylight, everything before me seemed to darken. Breathing became difficult.
Because of my foolish mistake and selfish desires, I had lost Han-na. What was left for me now? The girl who had genuinely liked me, the key to returning to a normal life—I had lost them both. All that remained was this lewd body that had fucked Eun-jung, the girls in class, and countless others… and the pleasure that could make me forget this painful reality.
“S-Seon-ah? Why are you taking your clothes off…?”
I unbuttoned the front of my blouse so Eun-jung could touch me easily, then grabbed her hand and pressed it firmly against my breast. But she only looked at me with a flustered expression, trying to wipe away my tears. There was no sign of her usual lewd groping.
…No. When I looked into her eyes, I could see the fierce desire burning deep inside them. Back at the beach, Eun-jung had told me. She got excited watching someone everyone once admired fall so low. That was why she had come up with all those plans—making me get fucked by the very girls who used to look up to me, turning me into a cheap little pussy slut.
If that was how she felt, then right now… seeing me lose one of the two friends I considered family and hit rock bottom, how excited must she be? I wasn’t sure, but it probably wouldn’t take much for her to pounce on me.
Wouldn’t she want to pin this completely powerless, stupidly crying girl to the floor, rip off my uniform, and rape me nonstop? So why was she holding back?
Just do it like before… like you always have. Don’t worry about someone like me—just rape me however you want. Shove your tongue in my mouth and kiss me sloppily, jam several fingers into my pussy and stir it up until it squelches. Make me feel so good from being pussy-raped that I can’t think about anything else….
“Why… why….”
My throat closed up. The words wouldn’t come. I just kept repeating “why” like a broken recorder. Eun-jung said nothing and simply pulled me into her arms.
I ignored Eun-jung’s attempts to stop me, telling me I didn’t have to do this if it was too hard. I changed into my usual outfit—the blouse that clung tightly to my upper body and emphasized my large breasts, and the slutty school skirt that barely covered anything below my pussy. All while standing in the middle of the classroom as everyone watched me in silence.
I took the Wireless Rotor out of Eun-jung’s bag—the one she always carried full of lewd toys—put the round body in my mouth, rolled it around until it was coated thickly with saliva, and then pushed it deep inside my pussy of my own free will.
“…Turn it on.”
“Listen, Seon-ah. You’re not in a normal state right now, so maybe we should do this later…”
Even though her eyes were filled with sticky, bottomless lust, Eun-jung bit her lip hard and hid the hand holding the switch behind her back.
But I begged her.
“Please… this is all I have left now….”
“….”
When I stared at her with empty eyes and pleaded, Eun-jung met my gaze with trembling eyes. After a long moment, she gave a silent nod.
Right after that, the rotor buried deep in my lower body began vibrating violently.
“Huaa, ah… haat…♡”
The rotor’s vibration that I hadn’t felt in what seemed like forever spread through me with a deep uuuung. The rotor’s body pressed against my inner walls, stimulating them at a speed impossible for any human, tormenting them relentlessly. The vibrations radiating outward made every muscle and nerve in my lower body tremble, stimulating all the pleasure nerves connected to my pussy and womb at once.
“My pussy’s insides are ringing and buzzing… heuuut♡ My lower belly feels so incredibly hot♡ It’s like my pussy is melting away… haaa…♡”
Just like Teacher Mina taught me, I reported every sensation my pussy was feeling to Eun-jung in detail. I lifted my tiny skirt slightly and pushed my hips forward so she could get a clear view of my pussy.
“…Good girl.”
Eun-jung watched with eyes swirling with both excitement and inner conflict as my pussy drooled and grew soaking wet. She blinked several times, as if trying to pull herself together, then spoke.
“That reminds me—you were being punished with your pussy earlier, but even though I didn’t tell you to stop, you did it on your own and followed me, didn’t you? For that… thirty spanks on your ass.”
“Y-yes…!”
Maybe she was trying to treat me as normally as possible because that was what I wanted. Her voice trembled a little, but she forced a cold tone and sat down in her chair, patting her lap.
I happily draped myself over her thighs. While feeling the nonstop pleasure rising from my pussy and letting out lewd moans, Eun-jung lifted my short skirt and smoothly pulled down the string panties that had been wedged between my folds. The moment my drenched pussy was exposed, the foreign sensation of the rotor vibrating deep inside grew even more intense.
Gently stroking my twitching ass with her palm, Eun-jung warned me in a low voice.
“You have to count every single spank out loud. If you mess up, we start over from the beginning. …Understood?”
I nodded, tense with anticipation. Eun-jung raised her hand high, then waited for the exact moment I exhaled and let my guard down before slamming her palm down hard on my ass.
The sharp smack echoed through the classroom.
“Ha, o-oneee haaaat…!!”
I cried out in joy as a gush of love juice squirted from my pussy. The rotor’s constant stimulation from inside my lower body amplified the burning pain in my ass. That amplified pain transformed into massive masochistic pleasure that raced along every nerve, spreading tingling ecstasy to every corner of my body.
My whole body stiffened. My breathing grew frantic. My toes curled desperately, scratching at the floor. Both hands gripped the chair legs so tightly they shook.
As I savored the dizzying afterglow of pleasure ringing inside me and let out a sweet sigh, Eun-jung raised her hand again and struck my now-reddened ass with even more force.
“Twooooo…♡”
Unlike the first scream-like cry, the second came out as a shrill, lewd sigh because I had already been savoring the pleasure flooding my entire body. The pain and heat from my ass seemed to reach my pussy, making it throb with intense heat. As if trying to cool it down, thin, transparent love juice leaked out like water.
The third and fourth strikes followed. Every time the pain hit me through my ass, it felt like punishment for hurting Han-na—like paying for my sins. The weight on my heart lightened, if only a little.
But then self-loathing surged up at the thought that I was trying to ease my guilt with something so trivial. As if rebuking me for it, the fifth slap came down hard on my ass. The elastic smack rang out as all the accumulated pain in my lower body rushed over me at once.
“Fiive… ugh…!”
Before I could even finish saying the number, my mind grew dizzy and distant. A chilling sensation ran down my spine. My pussy, already dripping wet, clenched its entrance tightly and squirted love juice in pulsing bursts.
“Euh, heuk…. Ahak…♡”
My breathing stopped for a moment. I don’t know how long I stayed like that, letting out broken cries as I reached a masochistic climax. The moment I became aware of my limp body hanging there, drooling saliva in fat drops, Eun-jung’s voice pierced my ear.
“Seon-ah…. You didn’t count the numbers properly, did you?”
While gently stroking my swollen ass, she said,
“From the beginning again.”
The thought that I could get spanked even more made a hazy smile spread across my face as I lifted my hips higher, offering myself to her.