Chapter 31
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 31
Chapter Title: Long Night (3)
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Crack! Crack!
The sharp sound of the riding crop striking her buttocks rang out. Ha Yoon endured it with a face like she was about to vomit at any moment.
How much time had passed? A minute? Two minutes? Maybe not even ten seconds.
She was in that much agony. Both the square pad of the riding crop lashing her ass and the liquid stuffed deep into her belly.
She even thought that the relentless orgasms from before had been better.
At least those had been painful, but she didn't have to hold anything back with such effort. Ha Yoon's face flushed red as sweat and tears poured from her.
"One minute has passed."
"Hng...!"
Crack! The lash of the crop was stronger than before. Ha Yoon twisted her body wildly, thrashing in pain.
Even screaming was difficult. If her focus slipped even a little, everything inside her would come pouring out.
To think that only one minute had passed amid all this suffering. She couldn't hold back the whimpering sobs of "Heup, hng." She felt like bursting into childish tears and begging someone to save her.
But there were no police or anyone to protect her here. If anything, they were all in on it—they'd never help her.
"Teacher Gan, please, hngak!"
Crack! Her body thrashed uncontrollably from the whipping blow. Teacher Gan kneaded the heated pad, now hot from the friction, and spoke.
"Come to think of it, Ha Yoon, I've noticed this since last time, but your speech is awfully casual."
"N-No, it's not. I'll do it properly from now on, so please, just stop...!"
"No, no. I know your type well. You pretend to obey just to get through the moment, but as soon as things improve, you go right back to your old ways."
In a way, you could call it impressive personality consistency. Just when you think she's submitted, she reverts right back to her cheeky self.
Ha Yoon shook her head frantically at Teacher Gan's words and cried out.
"No! For real, I won't rebel against you trainers or use casual speech anymore! So please, hwaaak!"
Crack! She buried her face in the bed from the strike on her buttocks. As she bit down on the bedsheet to endure the pain, Teacher Gan smiled and said,
"Two minutes passed."
"Please, please...!"
Jin Si-won clutched her stomach as she watched Ha Yoon wail. Compared to what Ha Yoon was going through, her own situation felt like paradise.
It wasn't even spanking—just holding it in. It was painful enough on its own, but watching the scene before her made it easy to endure.
'But how long do I have to hold it?'
Ha Yoon had a clear five-minute limit. But Jin Si-won had no such thing. She was at the mercy of Teacher Gan's permission.
Surely she didn't have to hold it longer. The ominous thought made her already aching belly hurt even more.
"Three minutes passed."
Crack! Ha Yoon trembled like she'd been electrocuted. Her buttocks, struck by Teacher Gan's crop, had already turned from red to bruised purple.
She didn't even scream anymore. As time dragged on, the pressure in her gut intensified, leaving no room for cries. One wrong move, and it'd leak out for sure.
And once it started, there'd be no stopping it. Ha Yoon held on with every ounce of strength, her limbs' muscles bulging.
"Four minutes."
"Hwaaaak! Aaaaah!!!"
Crack! The impact felt twice as brutal as anything before. Ha Yoon couldn't hold back and let out a wail.
It felt like her skin was tearing off her ass cheek. And that wasn't all. Moments later, it burned like fire, stinging madly.
"About 50 seconds left. You're holding up well."
"Hwaa, euaaa..."
Teacher Gan said that while lightly patting her inflamed buttocks with his hand, as if praising a good child.
But to Ha Yoon, it was like salt in the wound. She'd already cried out every tear she had left, reduced to dry sobs.
Tick, tock. The clock sounded deafeningly loud. 50 seconds left, he'd said. At least 30, no, 20 seconds now.
Crack! Crack! Even as she counted in her head, the whipping didn't stop. Ha Yoon sobbed desperately, praying for time to hurry.
And after counting 50 seconds plus 10 more in her mind, she shrieked hysterically.
"F-Five m-minutes! Five minutes passed! So please let me go!!! Aaaak!"
But what came back was another lash. Realizing she'd forgotten polite speech in her agony, Ha Yoon hurriedly added,
"S-Sorry! But really, five minutes have passed!!!"
"Five minutes have passed? What nonsense is that?"
"You said 50 seconds left! That's gotta be up by now! So please...!"
As Ha Yoon pleaded desperately, Teacher Gan let out an exclamation as if just realizing and said,
"Oh~ that. Jin Si-won, how many minutes now?"
"...Four minutes have passed."
Four minutes? Four? Ha Yoon's eyes bulged as she screamed at Jin Si-won.
"Liar! You're lying, right?!"
"It's not a lie. Really... only four minutes have passed."
She said it in a pained voice. Even when barely three minutes had gone by, Teacher Gan had called out four.
He'd never intended to tell Ha Yoon the real time from the start.
"No... nooooo!"
Ha Yoon let out a despairing scream. She'd thought she was almost done, but there was still so much left. She couldn't believe it. She refused to.
"Don't scream, Ha Yoon."
"Aaaak!"
Crack! The sound of the crop on her ass boomed like thunder. Ha Yoon's eyes widened as if they'd pop out, her neck stiffening. She sensed it instinctively.
One more hit like that, and she absolutely couldn't hold it.
She'd already thought five minutes were up and relaxed inwardly. That's why her tension had slipped.
Ha Yoon turned her tear-streaked face toward Teacher Gan and pleaded.
"T-Teacher. Please, I beg you... please let me go...! I-I can't take anymore, I really can't...! If you let me, I'll do anything! C-Cock! I'll even suck cock! Yeah, that might be better! So please, just let me go now...!"
Teacher Gan smiled in response to Ha Yoon's machine-gun pleas.
"20 seconds left."
The crop rose high into the air. Its height and angle promised more pain than any before—no words needed.
Ha Yoon stared at the falling crop with eyes full of despair.
Crack! The sound of it striking her ass stretched out eternally.
"Ah."
Ha Yoon let out a hollow voice.
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Jin Si-won wiped the cold sweat from her face with the back of her hand as she emerged from the bathroom.
It had been a true hell of ten minutes. Just sitting still and holding it in—yet harder than any training she'd endured so far.
Dragging her vinegar-stiffened body back to the infirmary, she found Ha Yoon sitting blankly on the floor. She looked like her soul had fled, so Jin Si-won approached and asked,
"You okay?"
With 20 seconds left, she'd failed to hold it. She'd been refilled with even more than she'd released and forced to endure another five minutes. Already at her limit and beyond, she'd wailed nonstop.
Repeating "I was wrong" between lashes, she'd ended up sobbing like a child.
Teacher Gan hadn't gone easy for that, but she'd somehow made it through the five minutes. That's why she could sit there unbound now.
Ha Yoon blankly lifted her head at Jin Si-won's words. No light shone in her pink eyes—just dead, murky voids that stirred pity.
"What the hell did you do to deserve this?"
"U, uu..."
Ha Yoon clung to Jin Si-won's legs, sniffling like her language skills had regressed. Jin Si-won sighed and stroked her hair.
Whether it comforted her or not, the sniffling turned to hiccups. Thinking she looked cuter than usual—did that make her trash?
"Jin Si-won, if you're back, bring Ha Yoon inside."
"Ah, yes. Ha Yoon, let's go."
Jin Si-won, who'd only thought it inwardly, responded to Teacher Gan's voice from within and urged Ha Yoon.
But she shook her head stubbornly, refusing. Resisting would just lead to worse. Helpless, Jin Si-won whispered in her ear.
"If you keep resisting, Teacher Gan might do the enema again."
"Hng...!"
The word "enema" alone terrified her; Ha Yoon spasmed and shot to her feet.
Before Jin Si-won could say more, she bolted toward Teacher Gan.
"Ah, Ha Yoon, wait!"
Jin Si-won followed belatedly inside.
And stopped upon seeing Ha Yoon perched on Teacher Gan's lap.
"Haha, what's this about?"
"I-I'll do anything else. So can we skip the enema from now on? Please?"
"Must've been really painful, huh? You're so docile now."
Ha Yoon nodded frantically at his words. That'd only backfire, Jin Si-won thought, but Teacher Gan stroked her head and said,
"Alright. If Ha Yoon obeys me well, I won't do it again next time."
"Really? For real?"
"Of course. More importantly, Jin Si-won?"
"Y-Yes!"
"You can go now. Isn't it about time?"
Time? Jin Si-won glanced at the clock. Not even 4 a.m. yet—two hours earlier than usual. But she wasn't oblivious.
"...Thank you."
This was a dismissal. Teacher Gan wanted time alone with Ha Yoon. Jin Si-won bowed and turned.
Ha Yoon looked back and forth between them in panic and said,
"C-Can Jin Si-won stay with me? Please? Not to do anything, just... be beside me..."
She was scared alone. With Jin Si-won there, at least she'd know the time. Alone, she'd never know unless Teacher Gan told her.
And she couldn't trust him. He lied like it was nothing.
But Ha Yoon said no more. His downward gaze terrified her.
"...N-No. I misspoke..."
"That's the attitude, Ha Yoon."
Jin Si-won sighed watching Teacher Gan pat her head approvingly.
She hoped to see Ha Yoon whole again tomorrow.
With one last glance at the bowed Ha Yoon and Teacher Gan stroking her, Jin Si-won closed the infirmary door.
The night dragged on, infuriatingly long.