Discipline
“Siwoo... ughhh...”
Hearing that voice, Myohwa Seorin awoke. Her body was completely bound by Lumia Star's restraints, dangling helplessly like a puppet on strings.
“Huu... hngk.”
The moment she tried to piece together the situation, a throbbing pain stabbed through her head. Myohwa Seorin's eyes swiveled involuntarily, against her will.
Myohwa Seorin has completely corrupted.
The entity is permanently bound to Han Siwoo.
Corrupted? Me?
In an instant, every event flashed back through her mind—just from recalling the memories of the past.
“Ughhh...”
She climaxed. Squirting uncontrollably, her body slipping beyond her control in orgasm.
Pssshhh... psht!
Bound by Lumia's restraints, she couldn't even move her body. She came just like that.
“Hek... heuk... hngghk...”
Panting raggedly, she tried to grasp the situation again. It's over. That was the thought that hit her as she stared at the man before her eyes.
She understood it now. She could neither refuse nor resist the man in front of her. No matter what she did, she would have to submit to him and live her life groveling at his feet.
She had come to understand that fact.
Aaah...
Tears streamed down her face.
How had it come to this? She'd fought so desperately, so fiercely.
She'd worked so hard to avoid corruption in the clutches of the dimensional monsters.
...
Maybe...
Maybe this is better than falling to a dimensional monster?
Her brain was being rewired to accept the situation.
One question flickered through her mind amid it all. But how could a man corrupt me?
She didn't know.
Her head was too foggy; thoughts wouldn't form properly.
Han Siwoo was still pounding Lumia Star mercilessly, crushing her beneath him.
Squish... paang!
“Oghhh...”
A vulgar sound just like the one she'd made moments ago echoed through the factory. Lumia was getting impaled on the man's cock, her face twisted in utter bliss.
Gulp.
Watching the scene, saliva somehow welled up in her mouth and slid down her throat.
No way... no.
“Joooaahhh...”
Her lower belly itched unbearably.
“Siwoo... ughhh... seeeeit...”
“Heok... heok...”
She couldn't tear her eyes away. The cock slamming into Lumia's ass cheeks.
It pulled out briefly, then plunged back in.
The shape of that withdrawing cock burned into her mind—the thick veins, the bulbous glans at the tip.
She couldn't look away from that cock.
I want...
I want cock too.
“Unght!”
Pssht... pshuu!
“Me too... me too...”
Before she knew it, her mumbling thoughts spilled out as words. Her dripping pussy, lonely and aching, began grinding against Lumia's restraints.
I wanna cum.
I wanna cum.
I wanna get impaled on that cock too.
Her whole body burned with desperate need, driving her insane.
Looking at that cock brought it all back—the pleasure brutally etched into her body and memories.
Instinctively, she understood. Her body now craved to be crushed under that cock for the rest of her life.
The more those thoughts swirled, the hotter and itchier her body grew.
Why can't I hold back like this?
I'm going crazy. Burning up with frustration.
Why...?
Liquids soaked her body, slick and wet. And the scent wafting from them.
Drugs.
I've been marinated in drugs.
That's why...
Aaah...
Realizing that pushed her even closer to madness.
Her breasts itched, nipples tingling, but she couldn't scratch. Her pussy burned, but she couldn't touch.
She wanted to rub her ass cheeks. Grind her clit. Get her hole pounded.
“Haaak... hak... huuk... huuuuk...”
Hot breaths boiled in her lungs, trapped in her immobile body, driving her to the brink.
“Hek... huuk... huuuuu... haaaaaak!”
In her suffocating frustration, she screamed through the only opening available—her mouth. But nothing changed.
Lumia merely glanced her way for a split second, flashing a smile.
Then Han Siwoo crushed her again, and all that remained was Lumia's vulgar moans.
“Ughhh... heeeek... hek... joaaaa. Siwoo... seeeeit... ughhh!”
The bitch thrashing in ecstatic pleasure. That horny cry.
It teased her endlessly.
She was going insane.
My pussy itches. I wanna get pounded too. My body's twisting up. Please, anything—fuck my pussy.
Beast-like thoughts looped in her mind. She just stuck out her tongue, thrust out her hips, and shook her waist in empty air. Fantasizing a phantom cock.
Pathetically.
“Me too... cock... cock...”
Drool spilling from her lips, unaware of her own babbling. Only instinct swirled in her head.
Cock. Cock, cock, cock—I need cock.
Gasping and craving cock, but it was a hollow cry.
She couldn't break free of Lumia Star's bonds on her own.
It didn't take long to realize she could only hang there and watch.
So, miserably.
She watched Han Siwoo and Lumia fuck, grinding her body against the magic bonds for masturbation.
Rubbing her clit against the knots. Tormenting it with her own weight.
Yet her body wouldn't cool. She writhed and ground, descending into madness.
“Please... pleeease...”
Her hoarse voice could only scream that. Until drug-soaked Han Siwoo regained his senses.
Until fainted Lumia woke.
She could only wail pathetically in her bonds.
The heart of the Magical Girl Association.
Three magical girls walked toward their disciplinary hearing for the factory incident.
Magical girl disputes. Damage to civilian facilities. Kidnapping a civilian.
Not heavy crimes. So they walked with light steps.
“Still, that guy's alive, so that's good.”
“Yeah, but why just us? Why isn't Lumia Star here for discipline too?”
“Right! She smashed the factory just like us.”
Ugh.
“Probably 'cause we went along with kidnapping a civilian.”
“No, Myohwa Seorin's an Inquisitor anyway. She has that authority, right?”
“Kinda suspicious, yeah.”
Who knows? Is this really worth such a scolding?
The parking lot and building exterior got a bit wrecked, sure. But management could handle repairs.
With the money three—no, four—magical girls rake in?
They opened the door to a stately office.
And the thick stench of cigarette smoke wafting out.
“Ugh, the smell...”
“A magical girl who smokes...”
A wide desk. At its end sat a magical girl, her red eyes gleaming from the shadows, fixed on them.
“Sit.”
The weight in her voice made them scurry and plop down.
Up close, she looked like a cute kid. But they knew better.
A magical girl. A 1st generation one.
She puffed deeply on her cigarette, sighing smoke.
“Hoo... So you're the ones who caused the mess this time?”
“Yes!”
“Why'd you do it?”
“We were just helping a friend who's an Inquisitor.”
“Helping kidnap a civilian? As magical girls?”
“She's an Inquisitor. We figured there was a reason.”
“And we swore an oath. You know how important a magical girl's oath and honor is.”
“I know. But that honor's for protecting citizens, right?”
“But! Lumia Star fought alongside us too. Punishing just us is...”
Puffffff...
A deep sigh, thick smoke billowing out.
“Alright. I've heard enough. Your punishment: six months suspension.”
Suspension. Duties halted. The worst penalty for a magical girl.
“Why... it wasn't that bad!”
“Right! We'll pay full damages! All related costs too—just not suspension...”
“Senior, did we really screw up that bad?”
Yuna couldn't understand. No civilians died or got hurt.
Han Siwoo might've been a little injured, but no one else was harmed. Suspension for that?
“I heard you got badly hurt. Can't even walk properly? Rest six months and come back.”
“We're fine! Full recovery in a month.”
“I'll be back in a week. Ready to return immediately.”
“Me too...”
“No objections.”
“Ah... no.”
“Why...”
Suspension was the worst punishment for magical girls whose image and honor were everything. They don't publicize crimes unless they cross a line.
A basic courtesy for those devoting themselves to humanity.
But suspension announces to society that they've committed a serious offense.
Fans lost, honor tarnished. Everything built risking life crumbles like sand.
“Send us to the Death Squad instead!”
“Sorry, we were wrong. Please, anything but suspension...”
“Death Squad? Plenty volunteer there. That's punishment? You kids these days... hoooo...”
“Please, any other penalty—just not suspension...”
The black magical girl had finished one cigarette and lit another.
Siiiip... pahaaa!
“Damn, testing my patience. Brats, six months rest—why's that hard? Back in my day, we'd say thanks and rest.”
“Senior, humanity was on the brink of extinction then!”
“Right! Things are different now. This is our whole life!”
“I'll serve in the Death Squad instead of suspension.”
“Words falling on deaf ears? It's an honorable unit. Dangerous, sure.”
“Senior! Please, we're begging. We didn't mess up that bad!”
“Hooo... frustrating. Han Siwoo's not association staff, right? Take some responsibility in operations.”
“I can't accept this. Officially...”
Suddenly, chills crawled over their skin. Breath caught. Magic?
No. This was...
Killing intent. Pure killing intent choking them.
“Defying orders? Gonna attack me? Should I call the enforcers?”
Enforcers. If they came, it was over.
No more magical girl life, whatever happened.
“Sorry... we...”
“Go home and await disposition. Who knows? An A2-rank or higher disaster might trigger a recall.”
“Ah...”
“Rest well—it'll hurt. Don't get tangled in this crap again.”
The dark magical girl waved them off, but they couldn't move.
Six months suspension...
This was a stain on her life. Once suspended, a magical girl struggled to rise again. Less support, fewer chances. Harder to grow stronger. Aging into retirement with no hope.
That's their future?
“What about Myohwa Seorin's punishment?”
“Her department head handles it.”
“Got it. Let's go.”
“Huh? Wait, Senior, just leaving?”
“First, let's find Myohwa Seorin.”
She had to confront Myohwa Seorin.
What the hell did she do to ruin everything? And that guy—who is he?
Definitely at the abandoned factory for a job, right?
“We can't go—injured. We'll rest; tell us later.”
“Yeah, I'll fill you in.”
She needed to know why their lives were shattered.
Ah...
Exiting the association building, the sun was up. Recalling the night—painful healing treatments, then discipline—chilled her.
Haa...
Her spirit was breaking. Life tasted bitter.
She slowly levitated her body. Then flew leisurely toward the factory where Myohwa Seorin was.
Wonder what face that bitch'll greet me with?