The Final Conditioning
A little aphrodisiac sloshed around inside the final training cylinder. It seemed a shame to waste it, so the Manager planned to slather it all over Heo Seong-ah's body—but in her current state, with absorption incomplete, any further drug conditioning would be utterly pointless.
"Hmm... You can just drink what's left. It's not much, so please finish it quickly."
"Kuhuk... Keuk!"
If he couldn't apply it to her body, then making her drink it would do the trick. Without warning, the Manager poured the thick aphrodisiac straight into Heo Seong-ah's mouth.
"Kkulk! Kkuk! Kuhuk!!"
Caught off guard, Heo Seong-ah choked, her airway blocked. In a desperate instinct for survival, she gulped it down. Her throat bobbed frantically, uncertain if it was sliding into her windpipe or esophagus, until she'd cleared every drop filling her mouth.
"Kuhwaauk!! Keuk!!"
As she coughed, some refluxed aphrodisiac sprayed from her lips. Breathing was agony from what had gone down the wrong way.
"Huaa..."
Pleasure? Nothing like it. It felt more like rubbing salt into a scraped knee after a fall... or like her windpipe had been scorched by fire. The burning persisted relentlessly.
"Ahhua... Aeu..."
Every breath brought fresh waves of pain, so Heo Seong-ah swallowed her moans, suppressing her respiration as best she could.
"If you'd drunk it faster, this wouldn't have happened, would it? Well, once you get used to the pain, it could turn into a light tingle of pleasure with every breath. I do hope you'll make the effort."
"Aeuuu..."
No matter what he said, Heo Seong-ah offered no reply, just panted raggedly. After a long while, as the drug's effects finally kicked in, she let out a ridiculous shriek and writhed grotesquely.
"Uuwaa! Uguwaa!"
"Pft."
It was just like an earthworm squirming underfoot—enough to draw involuntary laughter.
"Livestock Number B62, is it that unbearable? Your body must feel unbearably itchy all over, right? It may be tough now, but grit your teeth and endure. As they say, no pain, no gain."
Though in her case, it was more like no pain, straight to hell. The Manager found his own words so absurd that he chuckled despite himself, stroking Heo Seong-ah's head.
There was no pleasant tangle of fingers in soft hair. Just the repulsive texture of taut latex.
"The aphrodisiac's soaked well into my fingers too... and the stuff smeared on her body's absorbing nicely... I'll just leave her like this for about ten hours."
"Huuaa..."
Checking his wristwatch, the Manager playfully flicked the thick needle piercing her right index finger.
"Huaaaaaaaaak!!"
The needle jolted up and down, rattling as if it might rip her nail clean off. With her nerves hypersensitized by the aphrodisiac, Heo Seong-ah thrashed in deathly agony, screaming.
"Pft."
A thrill of profound perversion, one he'd never felt before. This model student, a top performer in society—a flawless beauty he'd barely dare glance at in normal times—was now his plaything. Self-congratulating on his career choice as a Shared Property Facility Manager, he encased every inch of her skin except the hand pinning the needle in latex suit, securing it tight.
"All set now."
From here, time would handle the rest. Gazing at Heo Seong-ah as she leaked faint moans of torment, the Manager "generously" injected one more vial of aphrodisiac before leaving the room.
"Ha..."
Full absorption would probably take longer than ten hours.
"Huaa... Aa..."
Left alone, Heo Seong-ah could do nothing but absorb the aphrodisiac's effects with her entire body. Her senses fully blocked, she felt no pain or pleasure—only the incessant, clammy discomfort nagging at her skin.
"Huaaa... Aa..."
Like fingernails scraping a chalkboard, a goosebump-inducing itch tormented her brain nonstop. If only someone would scratch her raw, vigorously... She longed to cling to his ankle, beg desperately. The sticky sensation was driving her insane, but no matter how time dragged, the Manager's touch never came.
"Auaaa..!"
Was he even still in the room? Had he left her? How long must she endure this?
"Uuuaaaa..!!"
The more she thought, the deeper the despair. Her mind, pushed to the brink, teetered on madness.
"Uaauuaa!!"
What she'd thought was mere physical modification was morphing into mental reconstruction. Lost to time in this infinite aphrodisiac hell, she screamed until her voice gave out.
Then, abruptly and without warning, release from the torment arrived.
"Livestock Number B62, time's up. I'll free you now."
"Huua..."
Thirteen hours total—past breakfast and lunch. Only then did the Manager return. He removed the restraints binding her body and clipped a leash to her collar.
"It'll be hard to move, but follow quietly, please. Unless you want punishment."
"Au..."
Dragged along with her mouth gaping beast-like, she entered the room called the etiquette training chamber.
"Neuaa..."
Face-down on the floor like an animal, Heo Seong-ah extended her tongue long through her wide-open maw, drool streaming. Utterly beast now, coherent thought was beyond her.
"Uua..."
Her mind brimmed only with the desperate urge to escape this clammy torment. Even if not freed... she craved stimulation. Anything—torment her body, stab her with needles like before. Just give her something.
"Huuaa..."
Heo Seong-ah moaned as the Manager's hand suddenly brushed her.
"Huaaa..!"
A mere light rub on her latex-wrapped waist—and despite feeling nothing—knowing it had been gently pressed sent satisfaction surging through her. She wore a blissful expression.
"Hau..!"
She twisted her head lightly in mock resistance. Chastising the cute tantrum with a light spank on her rear, the Manager unclipped her leash and gripped the bottom edge of the mask covering her face.
"Now, we'll release the restraints one by one."
The moment of liberation she'd awaited arrived. With bold strokes, the Manager peeled off her mask.
"Kkuk..!"
Cold air kissing her skin sparked a lewd pleasure so intense she nearly stopped breathing.
"Huaaaa..."
Quickly, he unfastened the ring gag. Hearing, smell, and speech restored—but sight saved for the finale.
"Euk, keuu... Haa..."
"Livestock Number B62, how does it feel? Your face, marinated for over ten hours, gleams like it's thrilled."
"Kkeuueuk..."
As he said, her face shone like after an expensive beauty treatment. The aphrodisiac mixed with lubricant caused it, though a slight swelling hinted at side effects. Even without—submerged in liquid over ten hours, of course her flesh would puff up. The day that swelling receded would mark full absorption.
"Euk, eua... Ha..."
She tried to speak, but it was futile. Closing her mouth triggered electric jolts of pleasure, forcing her jaw open. Swallowing made her throat throb, her lower belly clench sharply. Helpless, she could only stick out her tongue and pant like a dog to avoid stimulation.
"Heu... Haa..."
"You look truly adorable right now. No joke—I'm serious."
Grinning, the Manager reached out and rubbed her cheek.
"Hieeeuk!!"
Just his palm grazing her cheek made her hips shudder violently on the verge of climax. She frantically raised her hand to cover it, but her own touch brought the same ecstasy—pure torture. In the end, she collapsed dog-like on the floor, helpless.
"Haha, I'm not usually one for drug conditioning, but seeing results like this feels fantastic."
"Kkuheuk..."
The Manager gathered her aphrodisiac-soaked, disheveled hair, binding it with a rubber band. Even her senseless hair seemed to spark pleasure—an illusion.
"Heuaa..."
He fixed the ponytail's end with wire, linking it to a ceiling pulley. Instead of direct restraint, her hair held her. Turning the wall lever would hoist her body up. The cord was long enough that a few turns would do nothing. But crank it until her toes lifted... her full weight on her scalp would be excruciating.
"Kkuk... Heuk..."
"No need to fear. I won't turn it unless you thrash."
Just a precaution against mishaps. Injuries from wild struggling would be troublesome.
"Now, time to remove the suit."
"Heugeuk..."
The liberation she'd craved arrived at last... but terror-stricken, Heo Seong-ah trembled and bowed her head.