Livestock Dining Etiquette (2)
"Eugh..."
Just the slightest touch of her tongue tip was enough to send bile rising from the revolting, fishy taste.
"Urk...!"
She almost wished they'd shove a funnel down her throat and force it in.
"Just one more time... if only he'd threaten to stuff it in my ass again..."
"Stuff it in your back hole?"
"Hic...!"
For some reason, the punishment threat felt even harsher now. There was no choice—she had to force it down, even if she puked.
"Huff..."
Semen never lost its fishy taste, no matter how much she swallowed. The sticky texture, like gulping down snot, was the worst, and the chewy rice grains mixed in made every gulp a nightmare.
"Hey, fuck... eat it."
"Y-yes... I'll, I'll eat it..."
The longer she hesitated, the rougher Jun-ha's voice grew. Terrified, Heo Seong-ah squeezed her eyes shut and took a mouthful of the semen porridge. She tried to swallow fast, but her instinctive revulsion clamped her throat shut.
"Urk... urp... bleeech..."
In the end, she spat it right back out.
"Hah, fuck... can't even eat properly? What the hell can you do right?"
"I'm sorry, Master... hic..."
"Fucking idiot. That's why you ended up as female livestock. All you've got going for you are those jiggling tits and your pussy hole. Should I just process you into a real onahole while we're at it?"
"Sob, guh...! N-nooo!! Please, anything but that... Master...!"
"Then eat it quick, you pussy bitch."
Becoming a limbless onahole would trap her forever as nothing but a tool for her master's lust. No escape, no hope—just a horrific existence. She couldn't bear it.
"Eat it fast. Last warning."
"Sob..."
No more time to hesitate. Heo Seong-ah pinched her eyes shut, held her breath, and sucked in the sloshing semen porridge from the bowl in front of her.
"Urk... urp... uurrrgh... urk...!"
The fresh-made gruel burned like fire against her skin, searing the sores in her throat as it shoved its way into her stomach. The pain was excruciating, but she couldn't stop. Face flushed red, she held her breath until she thought she'd burst, then lifted her head.
"Gasp... haah... grrr... haah..."
Panting raggedly, she swallowed down the nausea. Once calmed, she plunged her face back into the bowl and sucked up more. After a dozen or so tries like that, the bottom finally showed.
"Ooh, good girl, our Seong-ah?"
"Urk... urp..."
"Yeah, that's how much you need to eat to stay healthy."
"Huff..."
Back to his usual gentle demeanor, Jun-ha stroked her head with a smile.
"You did well... but there's still some left, huh? Gotta clean it all up, Seong-ah."
"Y-yes... Master... hic..."
The now-empty clear bowl still had sticky globs of semen clinging to it. Finished female livestock had a duty to clean their own bowls spotless.
"Hic..."
Heo Seong-ah fought down her churning gut and stuck out her tongue. Like a cat, she lapped at the bowl, sucking up the remnants until it gleamed.
"Huff... urk... huff..."
Unlike when she'd held her breath, the stench now stabbed straight into her nostrils. One slip in focus, and she'd puke. She breathed slow and steady, washing the bowl with her tongue.
"Ooh, good job~"
Jun-ha held the spotless bowl up to the sunlight streaming through the window, praising her. Her mouth clamped tight to hold back vomit, she dry-heaved repeatedly while forcing a smile.
"Urp... urk..."
Suddenly, her body twitched. She thought it was her stuffed stomach sloshing... but no, the sensation was lower.
Gurgle rumble—
"Guh...!"
Her lower belly roared like thunder. Something rushed down like water, prying at her asshole, but she clenched her sphincter with all her might to hold it back.
"Grrk...!"
It wasn't just her rear. A throbbing pain hit right below her womb. One moment of weakness, and urine would leak out.
"Urp... haah... grrk..."
Every second was hell.
"Auuugh... haaah..."
Unable to endure, Heo Seong-ah rubbed her lower belly and let out a moan. Her whole body trembled, cold sweat beading on her forehead and trickling down.
"What's wrong all of a sudden?"
"I need the bathro—"
"You better not be fucking pulling this shit now, saying you need to piss or shit."
"Sob... hic...!"
"You just said it yourself a minute ago. Not hungry, don't need to shit. So was that a lie?"
"N-nooo!! It's true! I'm fine!"
"Good. Glad to hear it."
Heo Seong-ah had lied again. She desperately wanted to let go and void herself right now... but at least twelve hours remained until the next scheduled excretion time.
"Grrrk..."
Why so suddenly? Coincidence? No idea.
"Pffft...!"
Jun-ha watched her writhe in agony and snickered inwardly. To punish her insolence in defying his orders, he'd spiked her breakfast with laxative and diuretic powder. Fast-acting stuff, and both were kicking in hard. No matter how much she begged or thrashed, he had no intention of letting her use the toilet.
If she couldn't hold it and soiled herself... he'd use that as an excuse to ram in the anal plug and urethra plug for punishment.
"Heh heh..."
The mere thought made him hard.
"Augh... haah..."
"Stop groaning and get up. Kneel properly."
"Y-yes..."
As she shakily assumed position, Jun-ha—who stood facing her—suddenly dropped his pajama pants. Gripping his rock-hard cock, he slapped it against her cheek.
"Time to see the results of yesterday's training?"
"Urk..."
"Shove it deep in your throat and work it. You didn't forget how after just one day, right?"
"Sob..."
Stimulating her throat now would make all that semen porridge surge back up and spray out. And every breath filled her nose with the cock's nauseating stench, twisting her guts worse.
"Not gonna do it, fuck?"
"I-I will...!"
"Hah, don't make me say it twice from now on. I'm being nice thinking of you. Next time, it's straight to electric shocks. Got it?"
"Y-yess...!"
She needed to learn: hesitation meant punishment. Jun-ha ostentatiously gripped the remote and thrust his cock toward her face—a silent threat of the shocks she dreaded most.
"Huff... hrrgh..."
She thought she couldn't, but had no choice. Heo Seong-ah restricted her breathing as much as possible, suppressed her gag, and took her master's cock into her mouth.
"Urk... urk..."
Disgustingly huge, as always. Just the glans filled her mouth, aching her jaw.
"Uurp... ha-urp..."
She wriggled her mouth, swallowing inch by inch. Up to halfway was manageable, but when it hit her throat... impossible.
"Huff..."
From here, it was one-way to her gullet. She couldn't force her own throat down on it. Instead, she pursed her lips and bobbed her head back and forth to stimulate it. This should be enough...
But Jun-ha sighed, face full of disappointment.
"Hah, Seong-ah, remember how to use your mouth-pussy?"
"Urp... ururp..."
"You doing this on purpose, or just forgot? Teasing it like that really disappoints me."
He gripped the remote again, pretending to press.
"Urk...!"
Terror-stricken, Seong-ah's eyes bulged, her body spasming. Muscles slackened, nearly unleashing the flood in her bowels.
"Grrrrk..."
Throat burning, she hunched over, swallowing moans. She reached down to rub her belly, then—desperate—drew her knees together, pressing her toes against her asshole to block it.
"Stop fidgeting. Be a proper livestock—stay still till your master finishes."
"Hurrp... urp..."
"Don't disappoint me, Seong-ah. Swallow it deep."
"Hooo-urp... uuu-urp..."
Tears streaming, she took the cock in again. She had to open her throat and take it to the hilt, but it was never that easy.
"Huff... urp..."
Deepthroating meant puking for sure. Still, she had to.
"Hurrrp..."
Slowly... so slowly...
"Urk... guh! Urk...!"
Impossible. Past her uvula, her body rebelled with violent retching. She regulated her breath, endured, then tried shoving her head down again.
"Urk...!"
Sudden dry heaves tensed her jaw. Unintentionally, she nipped the cock in her mouth. Jun-ha yanked back, chilled.
"Ah... you fucking..."
"Hurrk... urk...! H-haah... M-Master... th-that was..."
No excuse—it was blatant failure.
"You really... fuck..."
"Augh..."
Seeing his furious glare, she shrank in terror, on the verge of pissing herself.