Chapter 102
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 102
Chapter Title: Submission (6)
...Semen stench.
After finishing all her duties, Kim Seon-ah entered the infirmary, furrowing her brow as she muttered to herself inwardly.
With every breath, a faint whiff of semen crept into her nostrils. It was so subtle that an ordinary person wouldn't even notice, but for Kim Seon-ah, who received loads from the Trainers every single day, it hit her intensely.
And she quickly pinpointed the source. Kim Seon-ah approached the curtained bed. The moment she pulled back the curtain, the previously subtle semen smell assaulted her nose full force. She pinched her nostrils with her fingers once before slowly checking the state of the reclining Ha Yoon.
Her lower body had soaked the sheets so thoroughly it looked like they'd been hit by a water cannon. Fortunately, aside from that, there were no visible external injuries. Though her face was hidden by the box, the faint rise and fall of her chest suggested she was still alive.
This box is full of semen, huh. Kim Seon-ah, who had discussed with Teacher Gan how to break Ha Yoon, knew this without opening it.
In this state until tomorrow night?
Every single strand of her hair would absolutely reek of semen. Washing it later would be a real chore. As such trivial thoughts crossed her mind, Kim Seon-ah placed her hand on Ha Yoon's body. It jerked upward sharply.
"Sorry, did I startle you?"
It must have been the sudden touch. Even as she apologized, Kim Seon-ah didn't stop stroking Ha Yoon's body.
Her movements were gentle back-and-forth caresses over the belly and under the breasts, but Ha Yoon's pussy grew slick almost immediately from the stimulation.
Kim Seon-ah softly cupped one large breast, pinching the stiffly erect nipple between her fingers. Each time, Ha Yoon's waist twitched visibly. Watching this, Kim Seon-ah chuckled softly before grabbing the other breast and bringing it to her mouth.
"Haum-"
She suckled the equally rigid nipple noisily, rolling her tongue over it. She nipped it lightly with her teeth, then resumed sucking. Each time, Ha Yoon responded honestly—by squirting her juices.
Kim Seon-ah's plan to break Ha Yoon was simple: turn her into a semen addict.
Of course, given that Trainees were force-fed semen daily anyway, achieving that normally required persistent, prolonged training.
But there was an even simpler way, even without that.
There was this thing called Pavlov's dog experiment.
Ring a bell and feed the dog. Repeat enough times, and the dog starts salivating at the bell alone, even without food—a conditioned reflex.
This was the same principle. Put Ha Yoon in a semen-filled box and stimulate her steadily, and she'd eventually climax just from the smell. Ultimately, she'd crave semen because she couldn't forget that pleasure.
Of course, no one knew if it would truly work. It wasn't a meticulously planned scheme; it just exploited a Trainee's hypersensitive body. But Kim Seon-ah was convinced it would succeed.
"Because Ha Yoon's a total masochist."
It'd be an extreme situation, but Ha Yoon would turn even that into pleasure. The pain of labored breathing, the semen stench invading her mind, the constricting restraints binding her neck and body—all of it.
Wonder how she'll be tomorrow evening. Kim Seon-ah muttered inwardly as she pinched Ha Yoon's clit.
Love juices erupted, drenching her fingers as Ha Yoon shuddered violently.
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How much time had passed? Ha Yoon couldn't tell. The squishy feel of semen against her face, the stench filling her head, the thick breathing... Thankfully, nothing cock-like was plunging into her pussy, but a strange sense of regret lingered.
Regret? From me?
Ha Yoon wondered in her dazed mind. Even questioning her own thoughts didn't erase the regret. Being buried in semen must've driven her insane. She wanted to scoff lightly, but realized the mask prevented it.
When could she escape this tiny box? When would the restraints come off? Her masochistic tendencies brought a dark pleasure even in this, but the stuffiness was still suffocating. She just wished this pointless ordeal would end soon.
As she thought that, she felt the restraints loosening one by one. Finally time? Ha Yoon surrendered limply, letting the arms untying her and lifting her carry her away. Cool air hit her skin soon after—she knew they'd left the infirmary.
Where to? Rocked by footsteps, she pondered until she realized they were heading to the communal showers. Her body was laid on the cold bathroom tiles, making her shiver.
Hup?!
The breathing tube slid out abruptly. Semen poured from the newly opened hole. Ha Yoon clenched to avoid swallowing, but only for a moment.
Already struggling to breathe properly, she couldn't hold her breath long.
Her lungs aching as if shrinking, Ha Yoon gulped down the gushing semen desperately. And she climaxed lightly.
What... what is this?!
Just from swallowing semen, pleasure spread through her whole body, leaving Ha Yoon flustered. But she had no time to think. She alternated between gulping semen and climaxing, gradually lowering the level inside the box.
Only when it had dropped below her chin did the lid, severing her from the world, finally open.
"Ugh, the smell."
Kim Seon-ah, peering down, muttered that—but to Ha Yoon, with semen-blocked ears, it sounded like a faint buzz.
Still, from her expression and the gesture pinching her nose, Ha Yoon roughly got the gist. Kim Seon-ah hesitated briefly before lowering her hand from her nose, resolute.
But the ripe stench hit hard, making her gag. Regardless, her hands steadily removed the box from Ha Yoon's head.
Loosening the cloth around her neck and lifting the box let the remaining semen splatter onto Ha Yoon's semen-smeared hair.
What a waste... Huh?
Ha Yoon instinctively stuck out her tongue to catch the dripping semen (Kim Seon-ah deliberately aiming for her mouth), then snapped to—but the rising emotion from swallowing wiped her thoughts away.
Kim Seon-ah scraped the semen from her face into her mouth before turning on the water to wash her body clean. She put the most effort into the hair matted with semen. Where once an unnamed floral scent lingered, now only the musky semen smell poured out.
No matter that it was to break Ha Yoon, Kim Seon-ah had no intention of changing her natural scent. She used shampoo and conditioner lavishly until the smell fully vanished. Only when empty bottles rolled around did the original scent return.
A very faint semen whiff remained, but it was unavoidable. Marinated a full day, only time would fix it. And Ha Yoon knew her hair still carried that smell.
...Stinky.
Bringing her now-fluffy hair to her nose under Kim Seon-ah's touch, the musk seeped through the fresh scent. But somehow, it wasn't unpleasant. Addictive, even—like a scent that made her pussy drip with the urge to keep sniffing.
Watching Ha Yoon dazedly sniff her hair repeatedly, Kim Seon-ah slyly asked while drying it.
"So, how's that? Feel like submitting to me now?"
"...Not really? Ung♡"
Ha Yoon unintentionally moaned from the light nipple pinch, then glared at Kim Seon-ah.
"You... wanna get punished?"
"Who do you think'll end up getting punished?"
"Hut, Kim Seon-ah..."
With Kim Seon-ah burying her face in her nape and rubbing with her lips, Ha Yoon let out a long breath and wrapped her hands in her hair. She could feel her body far more sensitive than before. Wet moans leaked out steadily, her waist jerking involuntarily each time fingers flicked her nipples.
But she didn't reach climax. Kim Seon-ah had stopped her caresses and pulled away. Still tingling from the stimulation, Ha Yoon covered her breasts with her arms and stared at her curiously, face flushed deep red.
"Why... not finish?"
"Feeling needy? But not now. Teacher Gan's waiting."
"Ah..."
Right, Teacher Gan. Ha Yoon sighed regretfully but took the offered hand and stood.
Her legs felt awkward from the long binding. Stumbling under Kim Seon-ah's guidance back to the infirmary, Teacher Gan waited with a smile.
"Is Ha Yoon all cleaned up?"
"Yes. Not a trace of smell."
"Let me see..."
Teacher Gan pulled her head close and sniffed. Then, with a satisfied look:
"Definitely clean. Smells like flowers."
Of course, both Ha Yoon and Kim Seon-ah caught the faint semen under that floral note.
"Now, time to check if things went as planned."
So saying, Teacher Gan undid his pants and pulled out his cock. At that instant, Ha Yoon felt her gaze drawn there involuntarily.
Like she was hypnotized. Noticing, Teacher Gan smiled wider.
"Ha Yoon, don't you want what's inside this?"
"Who'd want something like that..."
Even as she spoke, Ha Yoon couldn't tear her eyes from the cock. The musky scent carried on the air kept pulling her gaze back.
Gulp. Her swallow sounded deafeningly loud. Ha Yoon startled and shook her head vigorously, but her eyes locked back on the cock in moments.
Teacher Gan chuckled at the sight.
"Still hesitating? Guess I need to help. Ha Yoon, service the cock."
A Trainer's command was absolute. No choice, right? Rationalizing inwardly, Ha Yoon knelt entranced and grasped the cock.
Parting her saliva-filled mouth, she engulfed the glans.
"Hup...?!"
Squirt—love juices gushed. Lightning-like pleasure pierced her body, freezing Ha Yoon in place.