10 – Ballet Lesson (2)

“Did Miss Ha piss herself while stretching?”

“Shut up…”

At Mr. Park’s words, Ha-yoon couldn’t even lift her head and answered through gritted teeth.

The panty part of her leotard already had a dark stain, and as if that wasn’t enough, there was a long stain on her white stockings, as if it had flowed down her thighs.

There was no way Mr. Park mistook this for a pee stain. The stain was only around her crotch, not like she had wet herself.

He’s just teasing me, knowing full well. Damn it.

“So wet, it’ll be good to fuck.”

“Kuh…”

At Hong-ryun’s quiet words beside her, Ha-yoon clenched her fist and glared.

‘All because of who!’

If Hong-ryun hadn’t kept touching her under the guise of helping her stretch, there would have been no reason to leak so much vaginal fluid.

Besides, every time their bodies brushed, she kept remembering the times she was fucked in the past, and her body would get excited on its own. Even though she doesn’t even have a dick.

And because she’s wearing these clothes, she’s being humiliated in front of Mr. Park, it’s driving her crazy.

As Ha-yoon was thinking that through gritted teeth, Mr. Park snapped his fingers, drawing the attention of the three.

“Okay, since it’s Miss Ha and Kim Sun-ah’s first class, they’ll learn the basic postures from Hong-ryun for the time being, and Hong-ryun, do your best until then.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Then, Miss Ha, do your best!”

“Fuck you!”

“I already am, though!”

Ha-yoon, who was flipping him off, was speechless at his words, boasting about his dick, soaked with vaginal fluid from fucking the trainees’ pussies countless times.

At that sight, Mr. Park laughed heartily, turned around, and headed towards the trainees. Hong-ryun watched Mr. Park’s back and nudged Ha-yoon’s frozen shoulder, saying,

“Don’t just stand there blankly, follow me. Kim Sun-ah, you too.”

“Ah, yes!”

“Tsk…”

Ha-yoon followed behind Hong-ryun, but still turned her head to look at Mr. Park.

He was surprisingly diligently teaching the ballet movements. The trainees followed along with precision, as if they were familiar with the commands, like “En bas,” making it look like a real ballet lesson.

‘Why the fuck isn’t he doing anything?’

Honestly, when she was put in these clothes, she thought the time had finally come. But this time too, Mr. Park didn’t directly instruct her, but had Hong-ryun do it instead. Meanwhile, he was diligently teaching the other trainees and fucking their pussies in between.

Of course, Kim Sun-ah wasn’t being subjected to anything either, but that was only possible because Kim Sun-ah’s individual abilities didn’t violate Mr. Park’s rules.

‘What the hell are they plotting?’

As Ha-yoon was thinking that, Hong-ryun stopped and said,

“Both of you, grab the ballet barre here, face the mirror, and stand straight.”

“Like this?”

“Yes. In that state, feel like you’re sticking your feet and knees together.”

Standing side by side like this was quite a sight. Women exposing their nipples and camel toes so openly.

Of course, Kim Sun-ah had a slender figure, so she looked like a work of art, but Ha-yoon looked like a whore because of her big tits.

As Ha-yoon was thinking that, Hong-ryun continued,

“Now, with your heels together, open your feet. Make them completely perpendicular.”

“…I can’t?”

“I can!”

Unlike Ha-yoon, whose feet were only halfway perpendicular, Kim Sun-ah’s feet felt like they were at a full 180 degrees.

At that sight, Hong-ryun looked at Ha-yoon with a pathetic expression and said,

“You really have terrible flexibility.”

“What the hell?”

“This is called the first position, but since Ha-yoon can’t do it, we’ll move on to the second position.”

Then, she spread her feet shoulder-width apart, keeping her heels together, and said,

“This is the second position. Even you should be able to do this much.”

“What do you take me for…!”

Ha-yoon gritted her teeth and followed along. It was a little precarious, but she was holding onto the ballet barre, so she didn’t fall backward.

Then, she looked at Hong-ryun with a triumphant look.

“How is it? This is a piece of cake, right?”

“Okay, next is a demi-plié, which is-“

“Are you ignoring me!”

Despite her outburst, Hong-ryun moved on to the next step, ignoring her. Ha-yoon glared at her, huffed, sighed, and focused on Hong-ryun’s words.

A demi-plié was simply a half squat. She thought it wouldn’t be difficult to just squat, but it turned out to be quite challenging.

If she hadn’t been holding onto the ballet barre, she would have fallen backward long ago. Of course, that was only true for Ha-yoon.

Kim Sun-ah successfully performed the demi-plié very naturally, as if she had done it several times before. Exactly like the posture Hong-ryun had shown.

In contrast, Ha-yoon was a mess.

“Your knees shouldn’t go forward.”

“Don’t try to bend over. Tuck your butt in.”

“Keep your back straight. Always look straight ahead.”

“Ugh…!”

At the relentless scolding, Ha-yoon tried to correct her posture, sweating profusely. But whether it was because her body was stiff or because she wasn’t used to it, it was difficult to correct it quickly.

Hong-ryun sighed at the sight and raised her hand high.

-Smack!

“Eep?!”

“Tuck your butt in.”

“Are you crazy?!”

Ha-yoon, who let out a girlish scream at the sudden sensation of being slapped on the butt, shouted at Hong-ryun with a flushed face.

But Hong-ryun still raised her hand with an indifferent expression.

“Do it right if you don’t want to get hit.”

“You, bitch…!”

Okay, I’ll do it. Ha-yoon bit her lip and tried the demi-plié again.

And without fail, a hand came flying.

-Smack!

“Again.”

-Smack!

“Again.”

-Smack!

“Again.”

“Ugh…!”

The sound of the slaps, loud enough to echo through the indoor practice room, made the trainees, who were moving in time with Mr. Park’s commands, glance at Ha-yoon and Hong-ryun one by one.

“You bastards! Aren’t you concentrating?!”

“Aah! Aah!”

Of course, they turned their attention back at Mr. Park’s words, who was grabbing one of the trainees and fucking her pussy, but the sound of smacking butts continued.

“Again.”

“Ugh…!”

Ha-yoon’s face turned red as her butt was slapped again. She had already been hit more than ten times, and her butt was burning.

And as if to be considerate, she was being hit on both sides alternately, making both sides hurt like crazy.

She thought she had done enough, but Hong-ryun’s gaze still said she was wrong.

Damn bitch. Ha-yoon couldn’t stand it anymore and asked Kim Sun-ah.

“Hey! Honestly, isn’t this good enough?!”

“Uh… well… you’re improving little by little!”

That meant it wasn’t much different from the beginning.

“Fuck!”

Ha-yoon spat out a refreshing curse and took the demi-plié position again. Kim Sun-ah looked at her with pity. This time too, her big butt was sticking out as if to show off its presence.

It was inevitable in the first place. The turn-out position, which involves rotating the ankles to make the feet perpendicular. If that wasn’t done properly, the butt would naturally stick out unless she paid a lot of attention.

Therefore, it was only natural that Hong-ryun’s palm would hit her butt again.

“Huh?”

“Huh?”

But the sound of slapping her butt didn’t come as Hong-ryun and Kim Sun-ah expected. Hong-ryun, who had swung her hand, tilted her head and looked up at Ha-yoon.

She was holding onto the ballet barre tightly, her butt red and swollen, and she was forcing it in, giving it strength.

Judging by her distorted expression, as if she sensed failure, it seemed like her body had reacted on its own, instinctively not wanting to be hit.

As Hong-ryun was thinking that, Kim Sun-ah, who was watching from the side, exclaimed in admiration.

“Wow! You did it!”

“I, I did it?!”

Seeing Ha-yoon’s face light up noticeably, Hong-ryun twisted her lips and brought her hand down.

-Smack!

“Eep! Why did you hit me when I succeeded?!”

“Because you’re annoying.”

“You bitch, augh…!”

She wanted to get up and slap Hong-ryun right away, but her butt hurt too much.

As Ha-yoon was groaning, holding her butt, which had become warm from being hit so much, Kim Sun-ah came over and asked cautiously.

“Are you okay?”

“Does it look like I’m okay? Ouch… how many times did I get hit?”

“Uh… I didn’t count, but maybe fifteen times?”

Damn bitch. Ha-yoon thought, clutching her throbbing butt. She would definitely catch that bitch before she left the training center and give her a good spanking.

Regardless, Hong-ryun said coldly.

“Stop groaning and get up. We still have a lot to do.”

“Damn it…”

“I’ll help you.”

With Kim Sun-ah’s support, Ha-yoon barely got up, leaned against the ballet barre, and glared at Hong-ryun.

“You’re wet again.”

“What?!”

She quickly looked down, but thankfully there was nothing there, unlike the stain she had before.

Thank goodness… At the same time as she felt deeply relieved, she turned on her fierce eyes and said to Hong-ryun.

“You bitch, you scared the shit out of me!”

“Why, were you wondering if you were a masochist? But it’s a relief. You’re not a pervert who likes to be hit like that girl.”

The person Hong-ryun was talking about was a trainee who Ha-yoon had accidentally killed in the past. She had failed to control her strength while beating her severely as punishment and had turned her jaw with all her might.

She was the type who liked to be hit, so it was inevitable that she had to be beaten to the point of death to make it a real punishment. Who the hell leaks vaginal fluid when they’re being hit?

As she was thinking that, Hong-ryun took a big step forward. Ha-yoon flinched involuntarily at her unexpectedly tall height, but Hong-ryun’s face came closer even faster.

“Tonight.”

“What?”

“The time when your virginity disappears.”

“Wait, what does that…!”

Hong-ryun, who had moved away as if she had never approached, said,

“Okay, let’s start practicing again.”

Seeing her demonstrate another ballet movement as if she had no intention of telling her, Ha-yoon gritted her teeth.

“What’s wrong? What did Hong-ryun say?”

“…No, it’s nothing.”

Ha-yoon dismissed Kim Sun-ah’s concern and followed Hong-ryun’s posture.

But the words she had said kept swirling in her head.

Her virginity will be taken tonight? By whom?

Mr. Park? Gangganjin? Or even Mr. Choi? Her head was spinning.

But no matter how much she racked her brain, time continued to pass.

The bell rang five times. It was 5 PM, the time to announce the end of the afternoon’s work.

But Ha-yoon’s face didn’t brighten up.

Author’s Note

Ha-yoon (153cm/E cup/pink long hair, pink eyes)

Kim Sun-ah (161cm/C cup/black long hair, blue eyes)

Hong-ryun (166cm/D cup/red long hair, red eyes)

Ryu Jin-ah (163cm/C cup/light brown medium hair, black eyes)

Baek So-ra (156cm/B cup/grayish-white hair, green eyes)

Yoon Se-rin (162cm/C cup/chestnut brown bob, reddish-brown eyes)

Here’s a brief profile of the trainees who have appeared so far.