Chapter 71
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 71
Chapter Title: Cigarette (7)
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"Fuck."
When she opened her eyes, it was already pitch-black night all around. Ha Yoon forced her squeaking, aching body upright and looked around. Only then, as the blanket slipped off her with a soft rustle, did she realize this wasn't the administrative office.
'Where the hell am I?'
She could tell from the trees and forest visible outside the window that it was somewhere on the same side of the building as the office. The slightly elevated view suggested it was on the second floor.
"Ahh, my back..."
Was this Teacher Park's private room? As that thought crossed her mind, she tried to sit up from the bed but clutched her throbbing lower back and let out a pained groan.
Of course, she'd lost the bet spectacularly. The moment she'd allowed access to her pussy, defeat was inevitable. She'd tried her best to finish him off with just her hands and mouth, but in the end, he'd plunged inside and sent her crashing over the edge in seconds.
Once her body had tasted one orgasm, two and three came just as easily. Before Teacher Park had even cum, Ha Yoon had climaxed four times and then been filled to the brim with his massive load. He'd been holding back so much that even one release felt like it bloated her belly.
After that, things got too hazy to bother describing. Suffice to say, she'd diligently fulfilled her trainer duty, and anyone could guess what that entailed.
Ha Yoon staggered toward the door on wobbly legs. She had no idea how much time had passed, but the fact that Teacher Park had left her alone meant her duty was over for sure.
'I lost today, but next time, I'll definitely...'
She was gripping the doorknob with that thought when a creaking sound echoed from somewhere—squeak, squeak. It almost sounded like footsteps on a worn floorboard, or maybe something being dragged. Ha Yoon turned to stare in the direction of the noise.
There was a door there. Wasn't that the exit? No, opening the other one led straight to the hallway. So this must be another room inside. Unable to resist her curiosity, she shuffled over unsteadily.
Curiosity or not, she didn't fling it open right away. She pressed her ear to the door and listened carefully to the sounds from within.
"Huff, hngh..."
A man's rough breathing mixed with the relentless creaking. It sounded like Teacher Park. What the hell was he doing in there?
The moment Ha Yoon cautiously eased the door open.
"...Ugh?"
A wave of raw, musky body odor hit her like a truck, buckling her legs out from under her. She collapsed to the floor without warning.
'What the fuck, all of a sudden?'
"Who's there?"
Confused about why her legs had given out, she stared up in bewilderment as Teacher Park flung the door wide. The intensified stench made her vision swim.
"Ha Yoon? You still hanging around?"
"P-Park Teacher..."
Teacher Park stood there half-naked, clad only in a pair of panties. His upper body glistened with a ridiculous amount of sweat, and the array of exercise equipment visible behind him made it clear he'd just been working out.
As Ha Yoon flopped around wordlessly, he squatted down to meet her gaze.
"If you're awake, why not head back to the dorms? Why spy on my workout? And why are you sitting there like that?"
How the fuck should I know, you idiot? She wanted to snap back, but all she could do was blush furiously and stay silent.
This overpowering musk should have repulsed her under normal circumstances, but instead, it made her heart pound wildly and her lower belly heat up the more she inhaled.
'Why the hell am I suddenly in heat like this...!'
"Ha Yoon?"
"N-Nothing...!"
Ha Yoon forced out a reply and tried to stand. But it wasn't easy. Her arms trembled when she pushed off the floor, and even when she got her legs under her, they shook like a newborn fawn's.
"What are you doing? You hurt or something?"
"J-Just a sec..."
Unable to even stand properly, she wavered until Teacher Park, losing patience, grabbed her and hauled her up. She managed to get vertical, but the even closer blast of his scent drained all strength from her limbs, leaving her slumped against his body.
'I wanna die...'
Pathetic—her body frozen in heat from this man's, Teacher Park's scent, rendering her useless. It had never happened with the other trainers. Why only him?
Because he was stronger than the other two? More virile? Hard to say. The only certainty was that his musk had triggered her heat.
"Snnniff... hah..."
"Damn, you okay...?"
Teacher Park eyed her nuzzling into his chest, inhaling deeply, with puzzlement that soon turned into a smirk.
"What, that wasn't enough for you?"
"N-No, it's not...!"
"Like hell it's not. Look at how worked up you are."
Even his post-workout hand felt scorching as it touched her. Sliding from her shoulder to her lower belly, it met slick wetness, love juices stretching in sticky strings.
Teacher Park held up his dripping fingers for her to see.
"Look at this mess. Was gonna let you go, but sending you off like this would be rude."
"L-Let gooo...!"
"I'm not holding on. You're the one clinging."
"Hnnng...!"
He was right—he was just loosely supporting her waist to keep her steady, light enough that even weak Ha Yoon could have pulled away on her own.
But instead of struggling free, she stayed melted against him. She had her reasons, but to him, it looked like stubborn denial from someone too proud to admit it.
"You're one dishonest little thing."
Grinning, Teacher Park deftly shucked off his panties. Now fully naked, he ground his rock-hard cock against her belly.
"Say you want me to fuck you. I'll pound you right here, no holding back."
"W-Who'd say something like that?!"
"Oh yeah? Then why do your hands keep twitching?"
Ha Yoon caught herself reaching for his cock and bit her lip, using her other hand to block it. Her thoughts were a jumbled mess. One slip in focus, and she'd be begging for it like a slut.
Was this the instinct of a submissive victim? Glaring at him through her hazy vision, she spat:
"N-No...!"
She didn't want his cock inside her. That should have been easy to shout. But her mouth wouldn't cooperate. As she trembled, lips quivering, Teacher Park gripped his shaft, bent his knees slightly, and wedged it between her thighs.
"Haah!"
With a wet squelch, the hot shaft burrowed into her soaked thighs, brushing her pussy lips as it slid through. Ha Yoon threw her head back with a nasal moan she couldn't suppress.
"Why can't you just say it? If you want it, say yes. If not, say no. Easy."
"Hngh, ah, stop, haaang...!"
Slide, slide—the glans teased her slit before slipping out between her thighs. The frustrating pleasure tormented her current state. Not enough for climax, just building an aching need with every pass.
"One little phrase. 'Please fuck me.' Say it, and I'll stop this teasing and give it to you proper."
"Huuuuh...!"
His voice felt like a devil's whisper—irresistibly sweet. But voicing it herself sparked massive revulsion, sealing her lips.
He should've just fucked her already. Glaring at him through teary eyes, she silently cursed.
But only for a moment. Trembling, she forced out the words.
"U-Unh... f-fu... f-fuck..."
"Not baby talk. Use your words."
"Please... fuck me...!"
Squeezing it out in a strangled voice, Ha Yoon buried her face in his chest in shame.
"There we go."
Teacher Park withdrew his cock fully, lined up, and slammed it home.
"Hoooh...!"
The impact lifted her heels off the ground, eyes flying wide. The pent-up pleasure burst like a broken dam.
"Hggiii♡♡"
"Gonna need a cleanup crew."
Splash—tidal squirt splashed his thighs as he shook his head. Oblivious, Ha Yoon slumped in post-orgasmic ruin, her overworked body unable to endure the massive release.
But Teacher Park had no intention of letting her rest. He slowly withdrew, then snapped his hips up again.
Thwack! Flesh slapped flesh, the shock jolting up from inside, making her flail and lift her head.
"Haaaang?!"
"Where do you think you're resting, huh?"
"W-Wait, pleeease, aaaang?!"
Ignoring her pleas, he kept thrusting. Standing face-to-face was tricky due to their height difference, but grabbing her ass and lifting made it workable.
Ha Yoon's tiptoes barely scraped the floor, leaving her dangling and skewered at his mercy. The pace was entirely his.
All she could do was wail: "Aang, hngh, too rough, haaaang...!"
Thud-thud-thud-thud—unrelenting slaps of flesh filled the room alongside her moans.
Sunrise peeked through the window, signaling morning roll call was near, but their fucking showed no signs of stopping.
It only ended after Hong Ryeon came looking for the no-show Teacher Park, even as the morning schedule had begun.