Chapter 97
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 97
Chapter Title: Submission
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Conversations flew back and forth about trying to make her submit, agreeing to do so, and wondering what to do, but there wasn't really any change in Ha Yoon's daily routine.
Same routine, same people, same days. Of course, there were still tough times, but unlike at the beginning, recovery was quicker now. She no longer spent all day moping over pain or suffering.
Of course, plenty of others still struggled, so it was fair to call this Ha Yoon's innate nature. She had adapted to life as a sex slave so easily—to the point where she wondered if she'd always had this side to her—that hardships and adversity simply ceased to exist for her.
Even so, the sensation of being used like an object was still unfamiliar.
"Ng, aaah…♡"
Ha Yoon let out a lewd moan at the sensation of her body being pinned down tight and semen flooding deep inside. It would be months yet before she could even get pregnant, but he pressed firmly as if dead set on knocking her up, determined to shoot every drop into her deepest parts.
The cock, having wrung out its last drop of cum, withdrew slowly—or so it seemed—before slamming back in with a surprise thrust. Thwack-thwack! Flesh slapped loudly against flesh, and Ha Yoon, trapped in those iron-hard arms, could only wriggle helplessly as she lolled out her tongue with ridiculous moans of "Ooooh... hooook."
The second load came quickly. Her pussy, already stuffed full of semen, couldn't hold it all and let it spill out. Ha Yoon's mind scorched white, vision flickering in overwhelming pleasure as her body shuddered violently before slumping limp and powerless.
She hadn't passed out. The morning routine's physical training must have paid off somewhat; she blacked out far less often during sex these days. Still, the utter exhaustion that left her unable even to twitch a finger hadn't changed, forcing Ha Yoon to ride out several short orgasms as her body quivered uncontrollably.
"Huu..."
A heavy breath ghosted against her ear. Teacher Park, finally spent, let out a long sigh. Even he seemed drained from the rapid-fire ejaculations, going slack atop her.
Normally she'd snap at him to get off because he was heavy, but Ha Yoon found the pressure of his full weight bearing down on her—not bad at all. Joined by his cock, their skin pressed hot against hot, it wrapped her pleasure-addled mind in cozy warmth.
The two basked in the afterglow for quite some time. Of course, the moment Ha Yoon snapped back to her senses, she irritably patted his body.
"Heavy. Get off."
"Just a bit longer like this? You like it too, right, Ha Yoon?"
"Bullshit."
It wasn't wrong, though. Her old body might not have, but this one? The firm pressure oddly soothed her, letting her mind fully unwind. Still, pleasant was pleasant, and annoying was annoying.
Ha Yoon scowled in answer, and Teacher Park shrugged as he pushed himself up.
"Ung..."
Ha Yoon squeezed her eyes shut with a small moan at the schlop of his cock pulling free. Teacher Park chuckled and gave her ass a knead. She didn't like it, but didn't complain.
She was the one who'd offered her body freely for the week, after all. The price of asking Teacher Park to play along with Joo Yeon-hwa's situation. Thanks to that, Ha Yoon had serviced his needs without fail every single day this week. Even now, she just narrowed her eyes at his silent cock-prodding and parted her lips to slurp it in—slurp, slurp.
Any other teacher? She'd never have even spoken to them, let alone cooperated. Put aside his excessive virility, Teacher Park had no weird kinks—he just wanted sex—so Ha Yoon could ask without much hesitation.
Plus, for whatever reason, he seemed to like her well enough. The old teacher-student bond, maybe? As the thought crossed her mind, she deepthroated to the hilt, slurped noisily, and let it pop free. Their mingled fluids coated her tongue, but now she swallowed without retching.
Gulp. With an audible swallow, Ha Yoon parted her lips slightly to show her mouth clean. Teacher Park smiled and stroked her hair. A man's big hand petting her head—shitty, yet hopelessly addictive.
This damn body was to blame. Ha Yoon closed her eyes softly, savoring it.
After that came two more oral creampies (one using tits and mouth together) and two more in her pussy, but Ha Yoon held out without blacking out, finishing her duty to the end.
"Gonna head out like that today too?"
Teacher Park's languid voice followed as she clutched her clothes and stood, skipping the room's shower. Clutching her semen-bloated, heavy belly and wobbling unsteadily, Ha Yoon didn't turn—just raised her middle finger behind her.
His chuckling trailed her out the door. Ha Yoon took careful, deep breaths as she made for the communal showers.
One wrong move and all that cum inside might leak, so she focused every nerve on walking gingerly. At the showers, she spotted the doll pacing ahead.
"Joo Yeon-hwa."
"Ah, Ha—Ha Yoon-nim!"
Joo Yeon-hwa rushed over at her call, supporting her without a care for the semen-and-sweat mess coating her body.
Inside the shower room, Joo Yeon-hwa shed her clothes and turned on the water. The perfect warmth hit skin, and she promptly positioned Ha Yoon under the spray.
Then she slowly stroked over her skin with gentle hands, wiping away the sticky fluids. Like a lady's maid attending a bath. But Joo Yeon-hwa betrayed no displeasure.
Some people got off on being dominated. Joo Yeon-hwa was one. Treated like a servant or a thing, she obeyed with utter devotion, never a hint of resentment.
Not that she'd always been this way. Bullying from Teacher Park and Ha Yoon had awakened it, latent within. Once she'd scrubbed Ha Yoon pristine, Joo Yeon-hwa knelt carefully.
"I'll clean inside too."
"Yeah."
She spread the reddened, abused pussy with delicate fingers and brought her mouth to it. Smack. Ha Yoon jolted at the suction. But as the tongue delved in, her legs buckled; she clutched Joo Yeon-hwa's head like a lifeline to stay upright.
While Ha Yoon clung, Joo Yeon-hwa lapped and gulped down the semen oozing from deep within. So much that even after several swallows, more kept flowing.
"Huu, haa..."
The tongue churned inside like it was coaxing out more cum, drawing faint moans from Ha Yoon as her body quivered. Post-fuck sensitivity had her teetering on climax from the slightest pleasure. Panting hard, she clenched down, holding it back.
It was Ha Yoon's twisted fetish: feeding Joo Yeon-hwa the loads shot into her. Born from cock withdrawal pangs, evolved to soothing them by making a girl swallow another man's seed. Watching Joo Yeon-hwa slurp her pussy and guzzle cum, Ha Yoon's breaths grew ragged.
Sensing climax near, Joo Yeon-hwa gripped her ass tight and mashed her mouth harder. Deeper for the tongue to reach. Ha Yoon yanked her head close, shuddering.
"Haaaah...!"
Cum and juices gushed into her mouth. Joo Yeon-hwa swallowed with blissful satisfaction—pure joy at cresting Ha Yoon. Once every drop inside was gone, she steadied the drained, slumped girl and rinsed her clean.
Out they went; water dried fully, fresh clothes from Joo Yeon-hwa donned. Crisp as fresh laundry, it unearthed the fatigue Ha Yoon had shoved aside.
Supported once more to the dorm, Ha Yoon collapsed onto her bunk. Kim Seon-ah's spot was empty—called for duty by Teacher Gan. Feeling that void, Ha Yoon shut her eyes.
Languid exhaustion dragged her under swiftly.
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She figured it'd stay that way, but routine shifted the next evening.
"...Teacher Gan called for me?"
"Let go."
Ha Yoon incredulously grabbed Yoon Se-rin post-roll call, trying to head back. Caught off-guard, Yoon Se-rin snapped irritably.
"What's weird? Teacher Gan might wanna fuck you after ages."
"No, but...!"
The week with Teacher Park wasn't even up. Teachers coordinated these things—no way another would poach midway. Odder still: Teacher Park hadn't picked another trainee for duty.
"But what? Even mighty Ha Yoon scared of Teacher Gan?"
"Scared my ass."
Her hesitation drew Yoon Se-rin's mocking mutter. Ha Yoon bristled back, but fear was real. Kim Seon-ah's deal with Teacher Gan had severed their paths long ago.
Him summoning her now? That deal had changed. Ha Yoon scanned for Kim Seon-ah. Nowhere. She'd been at roll call—bathroom break, maybe?
"Anyway, message delivered. Go or don't—I don't care. You know what happens if you blow him off."
Yoon Se-rin sauntered off sneering. Ha Yoon scratched her head in frustration.
"Fuck, what's the deal?"
No choice but to go, like Yoon Se-rin said. Grumbling, Ha Yoon trudged toward the infirmary.