Chapter 14
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: 4P (2)
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Teacher Gan was boldly declaring that he would shove his cock into her mouth, but Ha Yoon had no way to resist.
Below, Teacher Park was passionately thrusting in, tearing her flesh apart in the process—it was agonizing—and with her jaw gripped tight, she couldn't even close her mouth.
"Hai-ah! Hai-ah! (Don't do it!)"
She tried cursing him out with her lisping pronunciation, but Teacher Gan's hand didn't stop. Seeing him leisurely undo his belt and pull out his cock, Ha Yoon released her grip on Teacher Park's arm and tried to resist.
But that only backfired. She felt a powerful yank, accompanied by Teacher Park's grunt.
"Hup!"
Riiip—something tore inside her, the sound reverberating through her entire body and shaking her head.
In that instant, her breath caught in her throat, and the arm she'd extended toward Teacher Gan stiffened rigidly in midair.
"H-hee, h-hee, hee…"
Ha Yoon's eyes widened as she desperately panted shallow breaths. It felt like a scream would burst out at any moment.
But they said that when the pain was too intense, even screams wouldn't come. Instead of a scream, all that escaped were hiccupping gasps.
"Ugh, my dick's gonna explode. Should've at least done some foreplay before going in."
"We can switch now if you want."
"Nah, the first shot's gotta be a creampie."
With that, he began moving his hips slowly. Ha Yoon squeezed her eyes shut against the pain of her flesh being dragged out.
But she couldn't focus solely on her lower body. Before long, something huge and long suddenly thrust into her mouth.
It was hot, and it reeked foully. Figuring out what it was wasn't hard. Teacher Gan had just pulled out his cock moments ago, after all.
If she could, she'd love to grind her jaw and chew through the disgusting slab of meat invading her mouth, but the firm grip on her jaw left her utterly immobile.
"Too bad I didn't get to pop her cherry, but this mouth feels pretty damn good too, huh, Senior Ha?"
"Ugh…"
"You're gonna lick this dick dozens more times from now on, so you can't hate it."
Teacher Gan said that as he began moving his hips ever so slightly.
It wasn't like the pistoning motion happening to her lower half. This was a movement that violated every inch of her mouth—up, down, left, right.
Especially her tongue; even when it tried to dodge, he pursued it relentlessly.
Thanks to that, Ha Yoon felt the cock's revolting taste spreading from her tongue, making her want to retch involuntarily—a flavor she didn't even want to describe.
Regardless, Teacher Gan obsessively moved his cock, marking every nook and cranny of her mouth like he was claiming territory.
"How's it taste? Your first time with a man's cock."
"Ugh, ugh…"
"Glad you're enjoying it. Makes me happy too."
Teacher Gan chuckled as he said that.
Listening to him, Ha Yoon suddenly wished she were dead. Her sense of reality shattered at the sight of herself being toyed with by cocks both above and below.
Yeah, if she had to compare it to anything, it was like a dream. A dream she couldn't wake from. A vicious nightmare she could only escape by dying…
"Ugh—"
"Can't space out now. We're just getting started."
What snapped Ha Yoon back from losing her grip on sanity was the cock pushing past her mouth and into her throat.
Teacher Gan released his hold on her jaw and grabbed her head instead, thrusting his hips forward bit by bit.
Each time, Ha Yoon gagged—"Oek"—with dry heaves, but the cock's advance only halted when the scrub-like pubic hair and massive balls covered her vision.
The hot body heat blanketing her eyes sapped all her will. She couldn't endure any longer.
As she went limp and slack, Teacher Gan squinted and muttered.
"Giving up already? We barely just started."
"What? Ha's already out?"
Despite their words, Ha Yoon showed no reaction. Her lower body twitched with Teacher Park's pistoning, but that was it.
At this rate, she was no different from the other sex slaves. Teacher Gan's smiling face turned expressionless, as if his earlier grin had been an act.
"So you're just an ordinary person after all."
Teacher Gan raised the hand gripping her head and clamped it around her throat.
Very tightly.
"Hok—?!"
Her eyes bulged at the crushing force threatening to pulverize her slender neck.
But Teacher Gan didn't stop. He squeezed her throat hard while starting to piston viciously.
The outline of the cock bulged and receded repeatedly along her thin neck.
Sure enough, choking her made the tightness feel great. Better than most pussies—it gripped his cock so well that if he let his guard down, he'd blow his load right away.
Ha Yoon felt pressure like her head would explode. The slapping flesh stung her face, and she couldn't see a thing.
But soon enough, all that faded away, replaced by a hazy pleasure that bubbled up in its place.
Slap, slap. Wet sounds of flesh colliding echoed with Teacher Gan's fierce pistoning.
"Hm?"
Teacher Park was the first to notice something off.
He'd been thinking her lack of response was getting boring—maybe pull out, call Hong Ryeon instead—when he felt the movement around his cock gradually soften.
Looking down at their joined parts, Teacher Park smirked.
"No way—is she actually feeling it?"
Squelch—long strings of love juices stretched as he slammed his hips up hard. The sound was different from the pure flesh-slapping from moments ago.
Who would've thought Ha was a masochist! Teacher Park grinned delightedly and picked up the pace.
Her pussy walls, which had only resisted before, now gulped around his cock with soft, tender squeezes.
It caressed his dick evenly, on the verge of making him cum—like a famed "legendary pussy," as they called it.
As the two men ramped up their pistoning speed, Ha Yoon felt her body floating weightlessly.
No more pain—just pure, pleasant sensations dominating her entire being.
Teacher Gan's chokehold kept blood from her brain, inducing hallucinations, but Ha Yoon didn't care. She just wanted to sink into this blissful haze forever…
But it didn't last. Teacher Gan mashed her face into his crotch and shuddered. His throat bobbed several times. Ha Yoon realized something was pouring into her from above, but it took her a moment to register it as semen.
Only after dumping a full load did Teacher Gan pull his cock from her mouth. He squatted down to meet her gaze. Her slack mouth still held the cum he'd squeezed out on withdrawal, and her eyes were unfocused.
Above all, she wasn't breathing—looked just like a corpse. But a TS victim's body wouldn't die from something like this. Confirming her state, Teacher Gan stood and placed interlaced hands on her chest.
Huff—pressure from his body weight pounded her chest. Crunch—ribs cracked, but he'd achieved his goal.
"Ugh—kehok, uwek…"
Ha Yoon spewed semen from her mouth as she regained consciousness, blankly looking around. The floating pleasure from before was gone, replaced only by pain.
Face, throat, chest, and the real-time sensation of Teacher Park still pounding her pussy. Unconsciously, Ha Yoon grimaced and clenched her lower body.
"Oh—!"
"Hyaaak!"
Caught off guard by the sudden tight squeeze, Teacher Park thrust upward hard. Then, just like Teacher Gan, he trembled and erupted—gush—creampieing her.
Ha Yoon shuddered at the sensation of semen battering her walls, breathing raggedly. True to his best physique of the three, Teacher Park's orgasm lasted a good long time—nearly 20 seconds. He finally pulled out, panting as he caught his breath.
"Whoa, felt like my balls got wrung dry…"
Ha Yoon blankly regulated her breathing while staring at the ceiling. With the things ravaging her body finally gone, her scattered mind finally pieced itself back together.
And that wasn't a good thing. It was no different from forcibly dragging her back to the reality she'd desperately tried to forget.
"Heh, heh-hee-heek…"
Ha Yoon laughed. No reason. It just came out.
Seeing her laugh like a madwoman, Teacher Park said incredulously,
"What? Why're you suddenly laughing?"
"Guess she's lost her mind. I'm heading out first."
"Teacher Gan, already? Let's do a bit more."
"No interest in an empty shell."
Teacher Gan straightened his clothes as he said that, then turned his back on Ha Yoon, who was giggling away.
Even so, he'd thought she was different from the other sex slaves—at least on par with that one guy. But in the end, she was the same.
Shouldn't have gotten his hopes up.
"Where do you think you're going?"
As he thought that and reached for the door handle, Ha Yoon's voice rang out. He was about to ignore her—barely worth responding—when,
"Khek!"
Something slammed into his shoulder. Teacher Gan felt along his shoulder and pulled it out. Spurt—blood sprayed, but he ignored it to check the object.
Scissors. The everyday multipurpose kind. The only one carrying scissors around here was Teacher Choi.
But why would Teacher Choi do something like this to him?
"I asked where you're going, Gan Kang-jin."
As those thoughts swirled, Ha Yoon's voice came again. Only then did Teacher Gan turn to look at her.
Her glossy pink hair was a disheveled mess, ghostly in appearance; massive bruises mottled her throat and solar plexus; semen leaked from her gaping pussy.
But heedless of her wrecked state, she extended her arm with a smile.
"Scared?"
"…I don't make a habit of chatting with lunatics."
"Sorry, but I'm perfectly sane right now."
Sane enough that the pain was excruciating. Ha Yoon chuckled as she said it.
"What, pissed 'cause you couldn't take my virginity? Running off sulking?"
"You think I'm like you? Getting all worked up over something so trivial? I'm just not into playing with soulless husks—"
"Aaah—shut your trap. Not in the mood to hear your bullshit. Get over here and ram that dick in me already."
"…Pardon?"
Stunned by the unexpected words, Teacher Gan responded in disbelief, and Ha Yoon smacked her chest in frustration.
"Deaf? I said shove your cock in my pussy."
With that, she spread her legs wide and used her fingers to part her flushed, swollen pussy.