Chapter 113
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 113
Chapter Title: Discharge
Even a single Trainer was overwhelming for any ordinary Trainee. With two, just maintaining one's sanity was an achievement.
So what happened when three of them teamed up? Ha Yoon forcibly dragged her shattered body down the hallway.
"Damn it, damn it... Those bastards right up to the end...!"
She had no idea how many times she'd been creampied or how many orgasms she'd been forced through. Her eyes had been open, but it was no different from having blacked out.
Getting stuffed in both holes was routine, and she'd endured countless acts that would have ruined a normal woman for sex forever.
No, the very fact that she was still alive and kicking after squirting like that was thanks to being a TS Victim. Otherwise, she'd have died of dehydration for sure.
That didn't mean she was fine, though. She just hadn't died.
Her body was a total wreck, her pussy and ass gaping and twitching as if eager for more cocks after being relentlessly pounded, but by tomorrow morning, they'd surely recover good as new.
Her regenerative abilities as a TS Victim were nothing short of monstrous.
Never mind that she wouldn't have gone through any of this if she weren't one in the first place.
'Still, after beating me to a pulp like this, shouldn't they at least escort me back to the dorm?'
They had at least cleaned her up, so semen didn't slop out with every step, but her bones and muscles screamed in agony, sending waves of excruciating pain crashing over her with each movement.
Just coming down the stairs had been enough to soak her pussy again.
As Ha Yoon grumbled inwardly while walking, someone blocked her path.
She looked up to see a familiar face.
"What?"
"You look like shit."
Whether the moon was hidden by clouds or not, her vision was pitch black. But even in the darkness, the glinting hair told her it was Hwang Min-ah.
Ha Yoon straightened her aching back at the mocking tone and shot back.
"Are you insane? Still haven't learned after I raped you last time?"
"Ugh...! That time you just up and hit me out of nowhere!"
Hwang Min-ah flushed red and yelled, but she quickly composed herself, reverting to her smug voice.
"Hmph, even so, you can't pull that now, can you? Not after the Trainers gangbanged you senseless?"
"...Who the hell told you that?"
"Anyone would guess, seeing you stumble back like this in the dead of night."
Hwang Min-ah acted like it was obvious, but Ha Yoon knew better.
'She already knew I was getting passed around by the Trainers. Even on the second floor with Teacher Park.'
Otherwise, she wouldn't have shown up like she was lying in wait.
'So there must be other bitches besides Hwang Min-ah.'
If not, Hwang Min-ah—who feared her—wouldn't dare be here. She had backup, making her bold.
Ha Yoon endured the needle-like pain stabbing through her and snarled.
"You fucking bitches. I'm barely hanging on, and you wanna fuck with me to the bitter end?"
"Who started the fucking first?"
"Me, obviously, you cunts!"
"Eek! Gahk!"
Ha Yoon roared and swung her fist.
Hwang Min-ah panicked and recoiled from the sudden punch, but coming close to taunt her was a mistake. The fist slammed into her cheek, sending her tumbling to the floor.
But Ha Yoon fared no better. Crash! They tangled and rolled, but Ha Yoon rose first.
She swiftly mounted Hwang Min-ah in full mount and growled.
"You think I'd lose to trash like you, even when I'm hurting?"
"W-Wait, gak!"
"Shut up!"
Her fists hammered down like mallets. Not stopping at one, she rained blows with both hands.
Of course, wrecking Hwang Min-ah wouldn't stop what came next, but letting this bitch strut around didn't sit right with her temper.
She couldn't hold the advantage forever, though. Her body had been broken by the Trainers, after all.
"Urk!"
Pain shot up her arm as she raised her fist, making it shrink back. Hwang Min-ah, who'd only taken the beating so far, bled from her nose and screamed.
"Yaaah-!"
"Ugh!"
Normally, once she had the upper hand, no amount of thrashing would free them, but right now, Ha Yoon was too weakened. One buck sent her tumbling sideways.
That was it. Now she was pinned under Hwang Min-ah. Blood dripped from her nose onto Ha Yoon as she muttered.
"Wipe your nose. Disgusting."
"Fuck, fuck! I'm really gonna kill you!"
"You know killing me screws you too, right? Or maybe not. You've never seen or heard of it happening."
"Shut up-!"
"Khek...!"
Ha Yoon's taunt flipped Hwang Min-ah's switch. She throttled her neck without mercy.
Her grip crushed windpipe and arteries alike, her face paling rapidly as breathing stopped.
Fuck, was she really going to get choked out by another Trainee right before discharge? As consciousness faded, that's when it happened.
"Hey, Hwang Min-ah! What the hell!"
"Quick, stop her!"
Voices rang out from somewhere, and the hands urgently released her throat.
"Hahk! Khek...!"
"Don't stop me! I'm killing this bitch Ha Yoon!"
"Whoa, killing's a bit much..."
Ha Yoon let out a scoff at the timid voice.
Pathetic weaklings. After all that, killing's too much?
As she coughed and giggled, someone crouched down.
"What's so funny?"
It was Nam Joo-won. Ha Yoon exhaled and replied.
"Laughing at you idiots fucking around. Why?"
"Good. Figured a piece of trash like you wouldn't hesitate to the end."
"Kuh!"
Ha Yoon was helplessly dragged by her hair. Her body had no strength left after the throttling.
Nam Joo-won spoke to the fuming Hwang Min-ah as she hauled her along.
"Told you to just deck her on sight and drag her over, not chat."
"But!"
"Whatever. Let's go. Gotta wrap before sunrise."
"...Tch!"
Hwang Min-ah clicked her tongue, shoved off the Trainees holding her, and stomped away.
Nam Joo-won shook her head, then asked the flailing Ha Yoon in her grip.
"Not curious what we're gonna do next?"
"Hmph, what else? Throw a tantrum for revenge."
"Spot on. You're leaving anyway, won't see you again, so gonna beat the shit outta you."
It had been four months at the academy. Compared to Joo Yeon-hwa, her contemporary, it wasn't extreme bullying, but she'd dished out plenty.
Not just her—everyone in the dorm. Ha Yoon's fists and feet had been equal-opportunity, except for Kim Seon-ah.
"Gonna give back exactly what you dealt."
Was today her execution day? Ha Yoon wondered inwardly at Nam Joo-won's words.
She'd kicked and punched whenever bored, and if they planned to return every bit, ten bodies wouldn't suffice.
While Ha Yoon pondered, Nam Joo-won dragged her to the communal showers. Everyone from the dorm was there except Kim Seon-ah—even Joo Yeon-hwa, who collapsed gasping like she'd never stood.
Come to think of it, this place had history. Where Ryu Jin-ah and Yoon Se-rin had stomped her on day one.
'Now the whole dorm's gonna trample me.'
Or maybe not Joo Yeon-hwa? As Ha Yoon mused seriously, Nam Joo-won hurled her to the shower center.
"Ugh!"
The cold tile foreshadowed what was coming. As Ha Yoon groaned and propped up, Nam Joo-won said.
"This shithole academy. Already shitty like the army, but you as senior made it twice as bad."
"Ngh..."
"Now those shitty army terms fit perfect. Know discharge beating? Here it's discharge pounding."
Nam Joo-won grinned, raised her leg high, and shouted.
"Trainee Ha Yoon! Congrats on discharge!"
"Agh!"
Ha Yoon screamed as the merciless kick crushed her ribs.
But that was just the opener. The dorm Trainees gathered, raising legs in unison.
"Trainee Ha Yoon! Congrats on discharge!"
"Eek! Ugh! Aaagh!"
Legs blurred her vision. Like tenderizing tonkatsu, the stomps pounded her body; she couldn't block, just shrieked helplessly.
But it didn't end with beatings. Gasping amid the onslaught, someone approached.
"Hahk... hah..."
Joo Yeon-hwa pounced like always, but with a new addition below: a penis strap-on.
"Found quite the fun toy, huh?"
Hwang Min-ah giggled behind the strapped Joo Yeon-hwa. Ha Yoon couldn't process it.
'Multi-purpose classroom got raided?'
Only she and Kim Seon-ah knew of it. But she realized quickly.
The whole dorm minus Kim Seon-ah was here—but that wasn't true.
Assembling like this needed Kim Seon-ah's help.
'Gotta settle all karma before you go.'
"Kim... Seon-aaah! Aaang!"
"Hahk hahk!"
Realizing it, she imagined Kim Seon-ah saying that. Ha Yoon screamed, but soon wailed in ecstasy as the fake cock split her pussy.
Joo Yeon-hwa pistoned like a dog in heat. The relentless thrusts steadily built Ha Yoon to climax.
Unlike a real cock that finishes, the fake one didn't stop. Waves of pleasure crashed endlessly; Ha Yoon's pathetic moans drew mockery from the crowd.
Hwang Min-ah didn't stop there, fingering Ha Yoon's ass. Post-Trainer abuse, it gaped open, swallowing her fingers easily.
"Could probably fit a fist in here."
"What bullshit...! Oghek-"
"Totally wrecked!"
The huge intruder shoved in without care made Ha Yoon retch.
Hwang Min-ah cackled at the sight, but Ha Yoon had no leisure left.
Joo Yeon-hwa licking her face while pounding madly, plus the hand churning her ass.
'These fucking bitches think I'm a toy?!'
"Oghek, hoot, hwehek...!"
She wanted to yell it, but only lewd screams escaped.
After that came arms in her pussy, Joo Yeon-hwa tormenting her ass, licking other Trainees' pussies, forced to drink piss, and more.
But even that torment ended. Doused in ice-cold water, Ha Yoon twitched like a numbed frog.
Nam Joo-won pressed her foot on Ha Yoon's drained, rat-like chest.
"Kek."
"Don't ever lose that temper out there. Better if you die quick."
Ha Yoon couldn't reply. Nam Joo-won smirked, kicked her huge tits hard, and left the showers.
As Ha Yoon clutched the bruised chest instinctively, groaning, splashing footsteps approached the flooded floor.
They stopped by her head. Opening her eyes upside-down, she saw Kim Seon-ah's face.
"...You bitch."
"How's half a year's worth crammed in feel?"
"Fucking awful. Wanna flatten and rape you right now."
Kim Seon-ah smiled.
"Then come find me after discharge. I'll wait."
"...I know where you live."
"Now tell me everything? Plenty of time till discharge."
She lay beside her, unconcerned about soaking her clothes, and gripped her hand tight.
Ha Yoon sighed at the sight and muttered.
"You bitch. Can't just let me go nicely? This shit even after saying meet outside?"
"So you hate it?"
"Think I'd like it?"
Absurd tone, but Kim Seon-ah just giggled.
This girl's personality had changed completely. Ha Yoon thought so but didn't let go of her hand.
She etched every word from Kim Seon-ah echoing quietly in the showers.
Kim Seon-ah could wander freely outside with her ID Collar, like anyone else.
Not Ha Yoon. Caught by Woo Shin-hyung, bad luck might trap her in his mansion forever. Even outings would be with him.
So this might be their last moment together.
"...Told you everything now. Gotta come meet me, right?"
Ha Yoon didn't answer right away but nodded.
"Obviously. Gotta pay you back for today."
Unbelievable promise, even to herself.
Two vehicles waited on the parade ground.
One was an obviously luxurious sedan, the other a standard-brand SUV—clearly a family car.
Ha Yoon knew exactly where to go. She tapped Kim Seon-ah's back as she stared trembling at the SUV.
"Go on. They're waiting."
"...Yeah."
They'd said their goodbyes already, so at the moment of parting, no words passed. Kim Seon-ah walked slowly to her family's car.
"Ji-min!"
"Mom, Dad...!"
Ha Yoon clicked her tongue at the touching reunion and dragged her heavy steps.
"Ha Yoon!"
Han Seol-ah, in the passenger seat of the open window, waved her dog collar wildly. Ha Yoon forced an awkward smile and approached.
"Seol-ah."
"You're really ours now? You like?"
"Of course."
"Hurry in! Or on my lap?"
"Shall I?"
Deathly loathsome, but Ha Yoon knew she had no right to refuse. Sitting on Han Seol-ah's lap, she swallowed a sigh as the leash clicked on her collar.
"Master, let's go!"
"Am I your chauffeur?"
Woo Shin-hyung grumbled but turned the wheel smoothly after starting the engine. As the car moved, Ha Yoon turned to gaze at Hope Education Academy.
'Four years as Trainer... six months as Trainee...'
Memories flashed by in a blink.
But when she opened her eyes again, they'd passed the gate. Ha Yoon looked back at the receding academy, then turned away without regret.
As if declaring zero interest henceforth.
Behind the departing cars, Trainees poured onto the parade ground and began running.
As always.
And forevermore.