You Won't Walk Out Tonight
"Serviceable enough."
"Master."
I was on the bed with nothing but my hips in the air when a voice reached me from behind. I struggled to turn my head to the side, and there was Senior Lee Han-na, bowing deeply to the man in apology.
"I am truly sorry for today's discourtesy. I will re-educate her myself."
"Not at all. You've had it rough, what with that dimwitted newcomer coming in. I understand completely."
"Thank you."
Senior Han-na lifted her head and offered the man a radiant smile — then, as if a switch had been thrown, her face went ice-cold, and she shot me a sidelong glare.
"To think you'd actually try to throw a punch at a gentleman. I never imagined you had so little awareness of yourself as a female..."
That savage look snapped me awake as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped over my head.
The man reached for my ass, pinched the flesh and tugged it aside, and studied my anus with unhurried interest.
"Looks like you're in a great deal of trouble."
"Ah... ahhk...♥"
The humiliation of having my anus forcibly put on display made me reach back on reflex to stop him—
"Shin Ha-eun!"
"Ugh..."
Senior Han-na had already dropped every pretense of courtesy. She looked down at me with stern eyes and cut into me with a voice like a blade.
"A gentleman was gracious enough to inspect your anus. I believe you have something to say."
The hand I'd reached back with trembled in the air, then dropped onto the bed with a dull little sound. I bent my waist even deeper, making it easier for the man to look, and spoke.
"Th-thank you... for inspecting my anus..."
It was the most hideous sentence I had ever forced out of my mouth. Tears spilled down the bridge of my nose before I could stop them.
The man looked down at the wretched picture I made, chuckled, and gave my ass a few light pats. His fingers trailed over my heels as he spoke.
"You may go on down. Looks like you'll be working late tonight."
"Yes. I'll have her thoroughly educated by tomorrow."
Those words filled me with despair. Senior Han-na's hand grew large in my vision, then fisted in my hair and yanked.
"Let's go. Don't think you'll be walking out of here tonight."
I staggered to my feet, gathered the clothes scattered across the floor, and bowed my head to the man who had just violated me.
"Today was... truly, I'm so sorry..."
"That's all right. I'll see you again."
"......Yes..."
And so I headed for the sixteenth floor.
"I-I'm sorry..."
I hung my head like a dog. The seniors' reactions were ice-cold.
"Haa. I got my hopes up because she was a Warrior, and this is what we get?"
"She actually tried to throw a punch at a gentleman? A female who doesn't even know her place?"
Someone's hand flicked my head as I endured the scolding. It wasn't a hard blow, but it was more than enough to hollow a person out. Tears were welling, slow and thick, in both my eyes when Senior Han-na drew everyone's attention.
"All right. Everyone, listen up."
"But Senior Han-na, we need to properly train this bitch—"
"I know. That's what I'm about to talk about, isn't it?"
She was using polite speech, but her voice was ice-cold. No one offered another word of protest. They simply listened.
"I've been thinking, and it seems our Warrior Ha-eun isn't quite used to serving men."
Someone clicked their tongue, and my shoulders flinched. Senior Han-na wrapped an arm around those same shoulders and helped me to my feet.
"So we'll help her. Using that."
"That...?"
"You know. The thing we stashed in the drawer."
"...Ah. Got it."
The fierce-looking senior who had taken to calling me Busty nodded at me as if she'd understood something. A moment later the others drifted back to their desks, then returned one by one with something in their hands.
It was...
"W-what is..."
"What, never seen one? With this, even a woman can punish another woman."
"And it's perfect for your education."
Black leather panties, and a dildo that attached to them — formally known as a strap-on harness. The seniors snickered among themselves as they pulled the leather panties on over their suits and locked the dildos into place, leaving me standing there in ashen disbelief.
"Who's going first?"
"Why don't we start? You lot already had your fun this morning."
"That was because we won at rock-paper-scissors."
Six cocks in front of my eyes... no. Seven, counting the one behind me.
"Now then, Ha-eun."
"Ugh...!"
Senior Han-na had already strapped on her harness. She hooked me by the shoulder and pulled me in. I glanced down, and a purple dildo was pressing insistently against my ass, flaunting its presence as if to say it was going to punish me itself.
A cold, hard sensation. Cold sweat sprang up along my back — and then Senior Han-na spoke again.
"We're stuck here this late because we have to train you, aren't we? I believe there's an attitude you ought to be taking."
"H-how should I..."
"Haa? You really don't know?"
"......I understand."
I realized there was no point in struggling, and slipped out of the cluster of bodies around me without another word. My heels clicked against the floor as I walked to a distance where every eye would have no choice but to fall on me. I looked back over my shoulder at the seniors.
Women's eyes, thick with anticipation and excitement, all turned toward me. I forced down the shame scorching my skull, stretched both hands behind me,
spread my ass as far as it would go, and spoke.
"Pff—"
"Fuhuhuhuhu."
Laughter burst out of them all at once. I stood there with my back utterly exposed, enduring their ridicule, my whole body flinching. The humiliation was so hot I thought my head would catch fire. My breathing turned ragged, and sweat beaded across every inch of my skin.
"All right. If you're going to go that far."
Footsteps approached from behind. I squeezed my eyes shut.
"As her assigned mentor, I'll go first. No objections, I trust?"
The voice that had come right up to my back belonged to Senior Han-na. She gave me a shove between the shoulders that folded my waist to a right angle, then snatched both my wrists as if reeling in a catch.
"Ah..."
The cold touch of the dildo against my ass made what was about to happen unmistakably, viscerally clear.
From this moment on, I was going to be fucked by a woman...
The thought landed, and a droplet hit the tile floor. Senior Han-na saw that I was crying, tightened her grip on my wrists, and asked, sharp as a blade:
"What. Do you feel wronged?"
"N-no, I don't."
"This is society, Ha-eun. If you've done something wrong, you clean it up and you repent."
"Yes... I'll keep that in mi—ah, ahh..."
The tip of the dildo nosed into the cleft of my ass. A rounded pressure, and a cool chill, seeped into my body along my perineum.
Squish—squish—
Whether it was consideration or mockery, I couldn't tell. Senior Han-na rolled her hips in unhurried strokes, forward and back. The dildo prodded and pressed at the mouth of my pussy as if testing the waters, but it didn't go in. The tension of not knowing when it would spear into me made me hold my breath and clench my ass tight.
"Whoa. Is she wet right now?"
"Looks like it. Listen to that sound."
"N-no, that's not—!"
I tried to deny it at once. Senior Han-na's rebuke came down like a hammer.
"Shin Ha-eun!"
"......"
"Are you going to be honest or not? Whose fault do you think this whole mess is?"
A cold, authoritative tone, the kind you'd use on a child. The bridge of my nose stung and twitched, and the other seniors piled on with questions.
"So? Wet, or not?"
"From the outside she looks soaked through. Hard to say, though."
I chewed my lip, hesitating to the last—
"Sheesh. Can Area A girls not even repent?"
Someone struck a nerve, and I rushed to open my mouth.
"I-I'm wet! I really am wet...!"
"Heeeh. And why are you wet?"
"...B-because I got excited thinking my seniors were going to fuck me...!"
"......Pff..."
"Pff—pwahahaha!"
"Hey. Hey. Did you hear that?"
"Listen to this girl talk."
The jeers that followed made me hang my head. The seniors closed in, surrounding me in a circle, and began poking at me with raised fingers — here, there, everywhere. I curled in on myself like a turtle and endured the torment without any strength to resist.
"Hey, for real? You actually got wet because you were excited?"
"Aah. To think a filthy little slut like this is my junior. Look at the state of headquarters..."
"And why's that ass twitching, hmm?"
"Ooh, a little pink rosebud. Here, scratch-scratch."
"Nnngh...!"
Someone raked a fingernail over my anus. The back I'd curled so tightly snapped straight, and my ass jerked up into the air. Senior Han-na watched me twitch and rub my thighs together, let out a sigh, and spoke.
"Pathetic little thing.... All right, everyone. This is my time. For now, I'm the only one who gets to torment her."
"Aww. What a waste."
"This much is fine, isn't it?"
"It's more fun when we all go at her together..."
"Just watch for now. Having her all to yourself during your turn is more enjoyable, don't you think?"
"Heh. Fair point. I'll get to handle her however I want later anyway."
With that, the other seniors took a step back. The shadows they'd cast fell away, and I had just enough time to mistake it for a chance to breathe — then Senior Han-na drew her hips all the way back.
"Ah..."
Bracing for the thrust, I clamped my thighs together so I wouldn't fall apart and put every bit of strength I had into my ass. But—
Shlrrrk—!
"Kkeeeiik...♥!"
The cold dildo buried itself inside me, and every ounce of that resolve went slack through my whole body. Senior Han-na yanked hard on my wrists so I couldn't collapse, and warned me.
"Don't you dare! Stay on your feet."
"Yes... nngh♥... I-I understa—kkaahh...♥!"
At her warning I forced the strength back into my knees. Once I had something resembling a stance, the dildo began to move, little by little. It didn't take long for the wet sound of soaked flesh to make itself heard.
Schlick—schlick—schluck—♥
"Ugh... ah... hnn...♥"
I tried to hold it in, but the moans forced their way up through my throat anyway. It was something I always felt: being taken from behind drove the impact straight into my womb, and it was almost too much to bear. And whether I was suffering or not, the other seniors didn't care in the slightest. They simply offered their commentary.
"Oof. Senior Han-na. Look at that hip work."
"She's really putting this junior through her paces today."
I wondered what kind of face Senior Han-na was making right now. She worked her hips in silence, and by the time my thighs were slick and shining with my own juices, she opened her mouth again.
"Haa... Honestly, Ha-eun. You've even soaked my slacks. Do you even realize you're being punished?"
She was clearly angry. I had never heard a voice that cold from her before. It stood in such stark contrast to how warm she'd seemed at first that guilt and regret felt like they were freezing my heart solid. I dragged up the memory of what I'd done wrong and forced the words out.
"I-I'm sor... nngh... ry... ahh... ahhk..."
But cheap little moans kept slipping into my apology. No one who heard it would have thought I was repenting. Senior Han-na seemed to feel the same; she slapped my ass and snapped at me.
"Honestly. You're so pathetic I don't even have words. Are you actually enjoying this right now?"
"I-I'm sor... ry..."
"That's enough! Just take it."
"Ugh... nngh..."
And so I couldn't say another word. I just had to hang there like a punching bag and let her work out her mood. The dildo, warmed through by my body heat, pounded against my womb again and again, scolding me without rest.
It was a full twenty minutes before Senior Han-na was satisfied.
"Whoa. How many times did she cum?"
"Five. Is she really a Warrior? Her pussy's weaker than mine."
"I'm telling you, Warrior girls are all masochists."
"The Area A ones seem extra special, even among them."
"Heheh. That so?"
On all fours on the floor, catching my breath, I could hear the seniors murmuring beside my ear. I was grinding my teeth against the wretchedness of it when Senior Han-na spoke.
"What are you resting for. Are you going to refuse to repent to the very end?"
I lifted my head, and she was holding the dildo she'd just used to educate me right in front of my face. I looked up at her with a you-can't-mean-that expression...
"Lick it clean. You're the one who got it filthy."
"......Yes..."
I accepted it at once and brought both hands toward the dildo — only to make it easier to take into my mouth. Even that, it seemed, looked ugly to her.
"Don't you dare! You make a mess and then look for the easy way out."
"......I'm sorry..."
She slapped the back of my hand. Tears welled up from the unfairness of it, and I pushed my lips forward.
"Shlurp... shluup... mmph..."
I put strength into my lips and sucked, and a sweet taste swept through my mouth along with a cool, clean sensation. The moment I realized it was the taste of my own juices, my face burned — but Senior Han-na was terrifying, so I hurriedly bobbed my head and focused on the blowjob.
Shlurp—shluup—
...This is so wretched...
The more I worked my tongue, the more I tasted the sweet slick clinging to the dildo, and the more I felt, secondhand, the heat of my own pussy. The wretchedness doubled. But I wasn't allowed even a moment's rest.
They had already started deciding the order, leaving me where I was. A brief round of rock-paper-scissors ended, and the one who claimed the first turn was...
"Hey, Busty! Get over here."
The fierce-looking senior who had toyed with me at lunch. Her eyes, visible through her short bob, gleamed toward me with an unsettling light.