Excretion Training
Legs spread wide horizontally, hands clasped behind her head—a humiliating pose. Forced into what was known as the livestock's "waiting posture," Heo Seong-ah wobbled awkwardly, her body twisting in the precarious stance.
"Squat down... like that... hands behind your head... Yes, good."
"Hnggh..."
With her vision blocked, Heo Seong-ah had no idea how pathetic she looked; she simply shed tears. Still... she could vaguely imagine just how disgraceful her position was, and shame burned through her.
"Then, since we've already wasted so much time, please get on with it."
"Pardon? What... what do you mean..."
"What do you think? Haa, do I have to spell it out? Don't you need to remove this?"
The Manager lightly pressed down on the anal plug firmly embedded in Heo Seong-ah's rear hole.
"Aaaahk..!!"
The mere stimulation made her waist tremble violently; Heo Seong-ah barely managed to steady herself and swallow her moan.
"I won't say it twice. Get started."
"Kkuuuk..."
She didn't fully understand... but she had to obey the command.
"Kkuuuuuk!!"
The silicone anal plug blocked her anus tightly. It was buried so deep that even a slight push compressed her entire insides, sending waves of stimulation through her.
"Ah, ha... aaaang..."
Right now, the pleasure outweighed the pain. Heo Seong-ah's legs quivered as she clenched and released her anal sphincter repeatedly. Each time the anal plug seemed to peek out before sliding back in, a drop of clear love juice dripped from her slick pussy.
"Hng, haa... ha..."
"What are you dawdling for? Do you want punishment?"
"N-nooo! I'll... I'll do it fast..!"
Even without her memories, her fear of punishment remained. The terror etched into her subconscious would dominate her psyche until the day she died.
"Kkuuuu... haaang..."
She bore down like she was trying to defecate, but it was far from enough. The awkward pose prevented her from applying real force, and even when she gritted her teeth and pushed, the surging pleasure sapped her strength every time.
"Kkuuuuaaaang..."
Desperate to break the vicious cycle, she held back and pushed harder... but
"Haauk..!"
As expected, suppressing the pleasure was physiologically impossible.
"B62, what do you think you're doing?"
"Y-yes..?"
"I asked what you're doing."
"Th-that is..."
He'd told her to remove the anal plug himself... and now he was asking what she was doing while she tried her best? Heo Seong-ah froze, biting her lip hard, unsure why he'd suddenly said that.
"Haa, aren't I asking what you're doing? This is the third time. I'm not a patient man, so answer immediately, B62."
"A-ah... Yes... I-I'm... trying to take out the... anal plug..?"
"Haa..."
She'd answered as ordered, but it clearly wasn't what he wanted. The Manager let out a sigh so deep it seemed to shake the earth, then scratched his head vigorously.
"B62, you're saying you were trying to remove the anal plug?"
"Pardon? Yes..."
"It's still right there."
"Yes..?"
No matter how hard she clenched her sphincter, the anal plug merely twitched back and forth in place. She'd thought it had come out a little... but it was all her imagination.
"Haa, at this rate, no amount of time will get it out."
"Hnggh..."
She regretted that there was no time limit, but changing the rules now might shatter the trust she'd barely built.
"Fine. Punishing you like this has its merits, but I believe pointless pain only backfires."
"Yes..."
The game wasn't even over yet, and tormenting her just for failing to remove the plug would breed more rebellion than obedience. To make the Manager an absolute authority in her eyes, it was better to avoid actions that might breed resentment.
"What's the point of a female livestock who can't even do one simple task?"
"S-sorry... but..."
"Enough. Remember that pathetic excuses only make things worse. It might be fine with me now, but if you keep showing defiance to your future owner, you might not even get proper livestock treatment. Understand?"
"Yes... I'm sorry..."
Everything had to be framed as her fault, eroding her self-esteem in ways she wouldn't even notice. Even without her memories... Heo Seong-ah already knew deep down that she was worthless trash, little more than a hole for sex.
"Then try again."
"Yes, Manager..."
As ordered, Heo Seong-ah bent her waist slightly and tensed her thighs and glutes.
"Kkuuuung..!"
Like someone suffering severe constipation... her face flushed red as she pushed with all her might, but the anal plug remained stubbornly lodged, sealing her anus tight.
"Haa..."
The Manager's sigh. Terrified, Heo Seong-ah froze, her body trembling.
"I was going to keep watching, but this won't do. So I'll give you a little help. Got it? You should be able to manage the rest yourself."
"Pardon? Y-yes, Manager..."
Help? What did that mean?
"Hik..!"
Before she could think... the Manager's hand gripped the anal plug blocking her anus. The base was spade-shaped (♠) to prevent it from slipping out or in too easily—the flat protrusion would allow the rest to slide free once pulled.
Without warning, he yanked the base out with a sharp tug.
"Kkhiiiik!!"
Squelch—accompanied by the sticky sound of love juices and intestinal fluids, Heo Seong-ah's thighs quivered as she collapsed to the floor. The extracted base snapped right back into place.
"Kkhaaaang..!!"
Her guts churned upward, and the anal plug locking into her anus triggered a humiliating squirt; her body shuddered violently. The Manager watched impassively, then sighed deeply.
"Haa..."
He'd meant to help, but this was just going in circles.
"Really..."
What the hell... He was at a loss for how to handle this insolent female livestock anymore.
"B62. Waiting posture."
"Y-yess..!"
His voice was heavy, low, devoid of emotion. Sensing the ominous mood, Heo Seong-ah immediately squatted and assumed the waiting posture.
"I'll pull the base out once more, so you handle the rest yourself."
"Kkuuk... Y-yess..."
"Haa, if you can't even excrete a plug this size, how do you plan to handle bowel movements in the future?"
The compressed waste packed tightly in her intestines would surely be much larger than the plug now pressing on them. If she was panting and climaxing from this level of stimulation, she'd faint every time she defecated... or need enemas just to shit.
Squelch—
"Kkhaaaang..!"
Suddenly yanked again, Heo Seong-ah toppled backward, her body convulsing. No matter how she tried to hold back, the explosive pleasure was irresistible.
She'd been modified that way... Her insides now rivaled her pussy in wrinkles, and the absorbed aphrodisiac made them at least ten times more sensitive. With the anal plug stretching that hole to its limit, even slight movement brought maddening ecstasy.
"Haa, B62. Waiting posture."
"Hngk..! Y-yess..!"
Terrified once more, Heo Seong-ah spread her legs wide in the squat. Without a word, the Manager tugged the plug.
Squelch—
"Kkaaaang..!!"
Unable to endure even once, her legs buckled, and she fell flat on her ass. Naturally, the protruding plug was crushed back in, locking tight into her anus.
"Kkuuuuuk..!"
"B62, waiting posture."
"Hng, y-yess..!"
Three days left. He'd rushed her due to time constraints, but considering future training, they had plenty today. The Manager planned to repeat this endlessly until she expelled the plug herself.
Squelch—
"Kkuuk!"
Falling on her ass again, Heo Seong-ah squirted wildly, convulsing. No matter how many orgasms she had, she couldn't quite climax, trapped in agonizing pleasure as tears poured out.
She desperately wanted to touch her itchy pussy... but
"B62, waiting posture."
"Y-yess..!"
At the Manager's bellow, Heo Seong-ah assumed the pose, trembling in dread of the next stimulation.
"Hng, hnggh..."
"I'll keep going until you do it right. I won't stop until you pull it out yourself."
"O-okay... haaaang..!!"
As she tried to speak, the plug was yanked; inevitably, she screamed in ecstasy and toppled over, convulsing.
"B62, waiting posture."
"Hng..."
No matter how many times she fell... the Manager's merciless command never ceased.