Spank! Whack! Straight to Another World!
"S-Seven, ah…! Eight, hngh!"
Our club was a little unusual. A modest gathering where we'd take exams, compare scores, and encourage one another.
"Didn't I say I'd start over from the beginning if you touch your ass?"
"S-Sorry!"
"Back to one. Count from the start."
"Yes!"
That is, until one of the underclassmen suggested we try corporal punishment based on the number of mistakes.
"F-Five! Six! S-Seven… Eight! Nine!"
Whenever that underclassman's pale, petite ass turned red, I secretly thought it was pretty. No, not just the ass—controlling this dainty girl, who seemed so prim and utterly disinterested in anything intimate during normal times, however I pleased. That brought a serious thrill of taboo excitement.
Don't get the wrong idea—it's not a crime. Everything's consensual play.
"Why's your pussy juice dripping while you're getting punished?"
She's a masochist. As I spanked her ass, her love juices would stream down, soaking the floor and her thighs. Sometimes it got so bad it even splattered onto my hand.
"Haa… ha… S-Sorry, senpai. I'll correct it."
Even as her legs and waist trembled and her voice choked with sobs, her expression was desperate. Hit me more. Harder than this. Moments like that always made the blood rush to my crotch, hardening me up. Honestly, how could anyone hold back?
"No. You never learn, no matter how many months I teach you."
I undid my belt and unzipped my pants. Pulling down my jeans and underwear together, I laid my throbbing, blood-engorged cock right on her ass. Her face shifted into a lewd expression brimming with anticipation.
"Forget about heading home early today."
"Y-Yes!"
Yeah, I love this kind of relationship. But I couldn't keep doing this forever.
─────────────────
Today, as always, I boarded the last subway train home. My right hand stung, my dick ached from being milked dry one too many times, and exhaustion weighed on my mood. Sitting in an empty seat, I cooled the heat in my palm against the cold handrail.
Staring blankly into space, I let out a sigh.
"Haa, couldn't say no again, so no homework done… Gotta find a new part-time gig starting tomorrow…."
Quitting the club wasn't an option either—I didn't want to give up this relationship. Riding the subway at this hour every time was getting old. Right now, I craved change. Not just any change, but a whole new environment.
Yeah, like getting isekai'd to an academy.
With my one good left hand, I opened the web novel app on my phone. There on the main ad banner was an academy fantasy novel. Who wouldn't want to live as the protagonist in a fun academy like that? Whether as a student or professor, with punishment relationships just like in the club to satisfy my lust….
"Tch! Snap out of it, Lee Hyun!"
Whoa, almost dozed off. If I miss my stop because of this, I'd really get depressed. Wiping my mouth in case I'd drooled, that's when I noticed it.
"What the hell? A dream?"
A black hole shimmering right in front of me. Ever seen footage of a massive whirlpool sucking water from a lake? It was like that, but in midair—light from around it being pulled into the void.
"Stress and fatigue must be making me hallucinate."
I'm such a mess. If I hurry home and crash, these illusions should stop.
"The color's weird, though."
By now, it should've faded since I recognized it as fake. But it lingered. Should I touch it once?
Shiiiiiiek—
A fierce gust whipped through the still air of the subway car. The atmosphere itself was being sucked into the hole!
Crash!
"W-Wait! Help! Somebody help!"
Sleep vanished in an instant. The suction was beyond imagination. I couldn't hold my body steady and slid right off the seat. It felt like invisible hands dragging me into the hole. I desperately hooked my arm around the handrail, but in my current state, it was impossible to resist.
The pull grew stronger by the second. Soon, my posture lifted into the air. One shoe flew off, vanishing into the void.
You know those scenes in sci-fi movies where a hole rips open in a spaceship and people get sucked out? This was exactly that—in real life!
"No, nooo!"
Even my arm strength gave out. I held on with everything I had, but ultimately lost my grip on the rail.
─────────────────
Whiiiiiir—
Only the roar of wind echoed in my ears. Too terrified to open my eyes, I squeezed them shut and just kept falling. Or flying? I couldn't tell. All I knew was I was airborne.
I couldn't even scream, just like a scared kid on a rollercoaster, desperately waiting for it to end.
Then—a human voice.
Thud!
By the time I registered it, my back slammed mercilessly into the ground.
"Guhk!"
Breath caught in my throat, eyes snapping open from the shock. An unusually clear blue sky stretched above. It had been night, right? And skies this pristine back home?
As I gawked upward, my senses gradually sharpened. Murmurs reached my ears from all around. The atmosphere felt oddly chilly.
Slowly, I tested my limbs, then my waist—no breaks. Thank god. Worst case avoided. I brushed myself off and stood.
Where the hell was I?
"Sena Michele failed the summoning."
I jolted. Not Korean. Not English either. Yet I understood it perfectly, like it was Korean.
"That ice witch failed?"
The mood was tense. Blinking, I stared at the woman before me. Long, wavy blue hair cascading to her hips. Porcelain skin, eyes like clear blue gems. Her emotionless face radiated cold ruthlessness, wrapped in an air of mystery.
How to describe that mystique? Like a celebrity among celebrities—especially one whose inner thoughts you could never read.
The mysterious woman gazed down at me coldly.
"She made the doll and homunculus just fine."
"The Michele family's past its prime."
A crowd had gathered, all in unusual outfits that matched—uniforms, probably.
"Don't gossip among yourselves with the guy right here."
I called out to the rudely chattering onlookers by way of warning. The murmurs halted briefly, then erupted louder, now united in scorning me.
"What a cheeky servant."
While I puzzled over "servant," the mysterious woman swept back her hair, frowning in clear dissatisfaction. Her otherworldly beauty was breathtaking, the kind that left viewers entranced. But that icy demeanor made her hard to approach.
"She summoned something weird."
And just like that, I became the "weird thing."