Chapter 33
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: Backdoor (2)
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However, her collapse didn't mean it was over. As he withdrew the finger that had been churning inside her anus, Teacher Gan muttered at the thin gel stretching out.
"This should be sufficient."
There was no need to ask what was sufficient. Even Ha Yoon, who had crumpled from exhaustion due to the heat pressing against her anus, bolted upright from the waist up.
But she couldn't stop Teacher Gan's actions.
"W-Wait a—Ahh…"
Squish. The sensation piercing into her was different from before. Ha Yoon dropped her head, exhaling urgently as the massive object burrowed into her anus.
"Hoo, this... it's no joke."
Even after loosening her up so thoroughly, just the glans alone clung so tightly and pushed back with such intense pressure. Teacher Gan gripped Ha Yoon's slender waist and slowly eased his cock inside.
"Heuk, h-heuk…!"
"Haa, haa…"
His diligent preparations weren't entirely in vain; with each push, his cock slid in smoothly.
Each time it did, Ha Yoon's eyes widened, and her hands gripping the bedsheet trembled violently. But Teacher Gan merely let out a languid sigh at the sensation of his cock being squeezed so tightly.
"Excellent. You've got such wonderful tightness, Ha Yoon."
"Th-Thank you…"
She responded with a muffled moan to the voice whispering in her ear as he suddenly embraced her from behind. Unknowingly, Ha Yoon let out a strained "Eung..." at the sensation of his cock filling her anus completely.
Being penetrated in the pussy and in the anus were worlds apart. If it were her pussy, she might have let herself cry out in pleasure without restraint, but this was entirely different.
That said, it wasn't without pleasure at all. When the fully inserted cock withdrew, dragging at her inner walls, she unwittingly let out a lewd sound.
"Haeut…!"
"I'm glad it feels good for you too, Ha Yoon."
"It's not—Ahng, hauk?!"
Slap! The cock that had been withdrawing slowly thrust in hard without warning. Ha Yoon felt an indescribable shame at the motion slamming into her hips hard enough to make her ass cheeks ripple.
The sensation of something that should come out being forced in instead. The feeling mimicking an unwanted bowel movement—it stirred an oddly erotic mood despite herself. Covering her face in embarrassment, Ha Yoon muttered.
"Th-This feels weird. Can't you just fuck my pussy instea—Hyaa?!"
Smack! Her waist arched again at the hand slapping her ass. Teacher Gan gently stroked the struck spot as he spoke.
"Are you embarrassed, Ha Yoon?"
"N-No! I just... I was having a hard time for a moment and misspoke, ah…!"
"Complaining about my actions... getting shy... I think I've been too lenient with you. Isn't that right?"
Her head snapped back as he yanked her long hair like reins. Though her neck ached from the strain, she shed tears and kept mumbling.
"S-Sorry! I won't complain! Please do whatever you want, Teacher Gan!"
"That's a given. How dare a trainee voice dissatisfaction to a trainer? That's unacceptable, isn't it?"
"Y-Yes! You're right! I was wrong! I won't do it again, eu-gik…!"
Slap! Her eyes rolled upward for a moment as his hips crashed powerfully into her ass. Teacher Gan chuckled dryly, slowly withdrawing his embedded cock before whispering in her ear.
"See? You can't be too nice to trainees. Right, Senior Ha?"
She didn't even have time to register the long-unused title. As Teacher Gan began seriously working his hips, all Ha Yoon could do was clutch the bedsheet and pant.
"Haeut, eu-eut, o-gek…!"
Slap, slap—His hips slammed into her ass with force proportional to the cock pounding deep into her anus. Then suddenly thrusting deep and grinding his hips in circles, the weighty motion stirred her rectum wildly, forcing frog-like croaks from her throat.
There was no cervix like in her pussy, yet he obsessively targeted the depths as if there were. And without any variation in intensity like before, he pistoned with long, powerful strokes.
"Heut, iik, ah-ooo…"
Her long hair gripped like reins in both hands, pulled back in doggy style. Lamenting her plight, Ha Yoon still found her hand drifting down to stimulate her pussy unthinkingly.
A subtle pleasure was building from the anal, but discomfort still dominated. So, she wanted to feel good. Not this mere in-and-out friction, but real pleasure.
Unfortunately, though she'd been fucked relentlessly by the trainers, Ha Yoon had no idea how to pleasure her own pussy.
Her hymen was long broken, and she'd been passed around by multiple men—now even taking it in the ass—but she'd never once masturbated. She merely fumbled, recalling past encounters with the other trainers, searching for her pleasure switch.
"Heu-eut?!"
Instinctively fearing to insert her fingers, her hand merely rubbed around the entrance. When it brushed her swollen, erect clit, Ha Yoon felt a jolt like electricity surging up her spine.
In that instant, she became little more than an ape. Like one discovering a button that dispensed treats and mashing it furiously, she found her pleasure button and stimulated it—tentatively at first, then boldly.
Pressing the firm yet soft nub made her legs buckle involuntarily.
"Heuk…!"
"Heut, heu-eut, hauk…"
Teacher Gan gasped at the sudden tightening of her anus, but Ha Yoon was lost in a trance. Drooling with a blank expression, she couldn't stop rubbing her clit side to side with her fingers.
It was just a body part, yet touching it felt like her intelligence was draining away. That tiny, less-than-1cm bump traded intellect for ecstasy. Ha Yoon thought dazedly, her fingers unceasing.
The sharp sensation pierced her waist, a greater pleasure than usual flooding her mind. With a squirting sensation like urination, she climaxed. Ha Yoon slammed her head into the bed, groaning "Eung-ut."
Or tried to. Teacher Gan, thrown off by the sudden clench, yanked her hair back up. He didn't stop there, wrapping his arm around her neck and patting her cheek as he pressed his body close.
"Wondering why it suddenly tightened so much... and here you were up to these cute antics."
"Eung-huut, heu-ut…!"
"Why didn't you say so earlier? I could've made it feel even bett—er!"
"Eugi-it?!"
Unlike Ha Yoon's slender fingers, Teacher Gan's thick ones pinched her clit mercilessly. She flailed wildly at the raw, violent pleasure, but his arms held her fast—pointless struggling.
"Does this feel that good? You love this little nub so much?!"
"Y-Yes…! I love it! Stimulating my clit…! It feels so good…! Eung-haet—"
While pinching with his middle and ring fingers, his thumb tormented her clit relentlessly. Matching hip thrusts to pound her anus with his cock, Ha Yoon could no longer think straight.
She surrendered to the pleasure battering her mind unfiltered. She lost count of her orgasms.
Lewd squishing sounds echoed without cease, and the cock ravaging her anus buried deep, spurting something hot in pulses. Yet it didn't withdraw, thrusting again.
Even as fingers invaded her mouth, toying with her tongue to elicit stupid sounds, Ha Yoon could do nothing.
Just groan "O-guk, eung-gik" and squirt more fluids once more.
At least it didn't hurt anymore—that was a relief. Pleasure was far better. Pure pain brought no joy.
Ha Yoon thought so as her consciousness faded.
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Riiip, snap. The regular sounds of tape being peeled and torn filled the air.
Ha Yoon listened with eyes closed, mumbling incoherently. Then, recalling where she was, she snapped her eyes open.
"Awake now?"
"Y-Yes…"
Good thing she hadn't slipped into casual speech. Ha Yoon scanned her surroundings with wide eyes. Still the infirmary, but the window nearby showed a sky not fully dark—faintly bright, as if dawn was near.
"Wh-What time is it?"
"Just past 5 a.m."
5 a.m. The end of her duty shift was finally in sight. Fearing more mishaps if she lay there, Ha Yoon tried to sit up. But she couldn't. For some reason, her body wouldn't move freely.
"Huh…?"
Was she restrained? But nothing felt binding. Just her limbs folding awkwardly on their own. As she thought that, another rip of tape sounded.
"Stay still. You're getting in the way of securing you."
Snap. Teacher Gan spoke as he tore the tape. So where was the tape going? The answer was obvious when she looked down: her arms taped palm-outward, tight against her sides.
"T-Teacher Gan! Why are my arms…!"
"Why? You're being punished, aren't you?"
"P-Punished? Didn't I already take all that?"
Punishment? Absurd. She'd already endured the enema and anal penetration. What more?
Staring at him with teary, wronged eyes, Ha Yoon saw him bind her legs back with her thighs.
"That was me covering your trainer duty with Teacher Choi. The punishment for trying to kill a trainer is still pending."
"Gruk…!"
Sophistry. She wanted to scream it, but Teacher Gan finished casually and stood.
"Now, let's roll over onto your back."
With limbs taped tight, she couldn't move alone. Knowing this, he flipped her like a pancake and shoved an anal plug resembling a dog's tail straight into her anus.
"Uhii?!"
"Trainee Ha Yoon, for the crime of attempting to harm a trainer, your punishment is as follows."
He tugged the plug to check it stayed, then addressed her.
"For the next week, you will walk on all fours, not two. You will be lower than any other trainee. Meaning, not just trainers but even trainees outrank you for your submission."
"Th-That can't be…! H-Heuk!"
Ha Yoon cried out in disbelief, but Teacher Gan thrust a large dildo into her pussy and taped it securely in place.
As a finishing touch, he fitted her with matching animal-ear headband. Stepping back, he admired his work.
"Now you really look just like a dog."
Insult or compliment, it didn't matter—it was true.
With arms and legs taped to her sides, she'd have to crawl on knees and elbows. With the fluffy-tailed plug and floppy ears, she was indistinguishable from a dog.
One might even call her a human-dog.
Teacher Gan gazed fondly at his creation.