Everyday Life Turns into Hell
I didn't bite it because I wanted to; I just applied the tiniest bit of force—there's not even a wound... So why is he glaring at me with that ferocious face like he wants to kill me?
"Hic...!"
"I raised you wrong, huh? You dumb female livestock bitch doesn't know her place and tries to chomp down on her master's cock?"
"N-no, that's not it, Master..!"
"Shut the fuck up, you pussy bitch. I treated you a little nice, and you betray me right away? You're fucked now, shit."
"No... Hic! Master..!"
Please. Please just listen to me... She tried to say something—anything—but Jun-ha ignored her completely, thrusting both hands forward.
"Stick your head out."
"Hic... Sob..."
It was terrifying... Truly terrifying. But she knew what punishment awaited if she didn't obey, so she had no choice but to do as he commanded.
"Hic... Hic-sob..."
The moment she pushed her head forward, Jun-ha grabbed her hair on both sides like yesterday, twisting it into handles.
"Open your mouth wide if you don't want to get hit."
"Uuugh..."
She could already guess what was coming next. But she couldn't run away from her position.
"Uguuuugh!!"
His cock forced its way through her slightly parted lips, thrusting blindly toward the depths of her throat.
"Uuuuk!!"
Gagging reflex made her body thrash, but her head, gripped tightly, wouldn't budge.
"Uegh! Guuugh! Uuuuugh!!"
Her contracting throat was forcibly stretched, reopening the wound from last night and spreading a stinging pain. It felt like rubbing salt into a scraped wound.
"Uuuuugh..!"
She knew she shouldn't, but tears and snot streamed down as she tried to push her master's body away. Her frail arms, without a shred of muscle, stood no chance—and the more she resisted, the tighter Jun-ha's grip on her head became.
"Guuuugh!!"
The cock slowly pushed in until the base pressed against her nose. Heo Seong-ah, face buried in the foul-smelling pubic hair, spread her palms wide and patted his thighs frantically.
"Ugh..! Please. For real. No more... I feel like I'm dying. It's too much. Uuuugh..!"
"Fuck, why do you keep patting? Want me to shove it deeper?"
"Uk... Uuuugh..!"
Ignoring her desperate pleas, Jun-ha twisted his hips clockwise, shaking the cock buried deep in her throat.
"Guuuuugh!!"
Each shake crushed her uvula. Midway through reflexive retching, her stomach suddenly churned and contracted.
"Ugh... Ugh..."
She couldn't hold it anymore.
"Uweeeeegh!! Uguuuugh!! Uweegh!!"
Vomit surged up, leaking out around the seal where his cock plugged her mouth. With her throat blocked, most spewed from her nostrils. Choking, Heo Seong-ah shuddered violently, eyes rolling back.
"Fuckin' hell..."
Jun-ha, lower body drenched in vomit, yanked out irritably. She collapsed forward, forehead slamming the floor. Hunched over, her lower belly pressed against her knees, stimulating her bladder.
"Ugh... Sob..!"
In that split-second loss of reason, the urge to burst hit her, snapping her back. She clenched her abdomen desperately, but with her urethra already open, urine gushed out uncontrollably.
"Kihiiiiik!!"
Shamefully pissing herself with pleasure, she flopped like a fresh-caught fish, then clamped her thighs tight.
"Ah... Ah-sob..!"
A colorless gel peeked from her anus. Her loosened abdomen let the excretion push outward.
"Ah... Ah-uugh..!"
She clenched her sphincter to suck it back, but once out, it was nearly impossible. Each clench squeezed the gel, wrinkling her asshole and sparking unwanted pleasure.
"Ah-uk... Ahh..!"
Just a tiny slip. 0.1 seconds of relaxation, and the gel filling her bowels would explode out. Gritting her teeth, she endured—but it was only a matter of time.
"Aaaaaaaaang!!"
Pffft— With a humiliating fart, she expelled a gel rod over 3 meters long. Lost in excretion ecstasy, pussy juices drooling, she looked as slutty as a street whore.
"Ah-uuuugh! Kiaaaang..!!"
Stomach, bowels, bladder emptied, Heo Seong-ah writhed weakly on the floor.
"Fuckin' hell... Vomiting, shitting, pissing—you name it."
"Sob... Ah-uk..."
"You're hopeless."
Grabbing his remote, Jun-ha pressed the button boldly.
Bzzzzt—
"Kyaaaaaaaak!!"
Heo Seong-ah thrashed in her own vomit and cum, wracked with agony.
"Kyaaaaaaaak!! I'll be good, pleeeease!! I'll do better, stooop!!"
"Bullshit. You say that every time—what changes?"
"Kuhiiiiiiiing!!"
No matter how she begged, Jun-ha kept the shocks coming.
"Kyaaaaak!! Aaaaaang!!"
After rolling on the floor forever, she arched her hips high like a bridge, squirting pussy juice shamefully, waist trembling. Finally, eyes rolled back, she teetered on unconsciousness.
"Kiaaaaaang!!"
From toes to scalp, it felt like needles stabbing rapidly. Unending pain.
"Sto... p... plea... se..."
After squirting fountains and pissing herself repeatedly, Heo Seong-ah blacked out, unable to endure.
Stopping the shocks, Jun-ha sighed at the wrecked living room.
"You're fuckin' done for, bitch."
No more humane treatment. Ever.
"You turned heaven into hell, you bitch."
Worried about the future? Unconscious Heo Seong-ah showed no signs of waking, sinking into deep sleep.
"Uh... Ugh..."
When she opened her eyes again, it was an unfamiliar space.
"Wh-where... is this..?"
Heo Seong-ah stood bound to an X-shaped Andrea's cross, wrists and ankles shackled. Legs spread shoulder-width, arms raised high like surrender.
"Ugh..."
Her limbs throbbed like pins and needles from prolonged binding. She tried shifting, but chains rattled uselessly.
"Where... Hic-sob..."
The all-white room chilled her—no furniture in sight. Goosebumps rose.
"Hic... Sob..."
Recalling before blackout, tears fell. Blurry vision caught a cardboard box on the floor, packed with grotesque tools like those from the Shared Property Facility's training room.
"Awake?"
Jun-ha entered, impeccably dressed.
"M-Mast... Kyaaaaak!!"
Slap— As she pitifully uttered "Master," furious Jun-ha slapped her massive breast without mercy.
"Guuugh..!"
The breast, face-sized, swung wildly, unleashing excruciating pain that stole her breath. Not as sensitive as her pussy, but still intensely so—worse for her huge size due to swinging weight.
"Hauu... Hic-sob..."
One slap left a palm-shaped red welt on the side.
"Master, why..."
Slap—
"Kyaaaaaaaak!!"
No words—Jun-ha struck the other breast. Eyes snapping open, she screamed and sobbed, thrashing bound limbs to escape the pain.
"Heo Seong-ah, you have no right to speak. And no more human words from now on."
"Y-Yes..?"
"Fuck, learn after one warning..."
Thud—
"Guhk!"
Fist clenched, he punched her exposed lower belly hard. Organ-crushing agony nearly stopped her breath; she shuddered.
"Guuk..!"
Unclear if urine or arousal, fluid trickled from her pussy.
"Shut up and listen. Unless you want more."
Heo Seong-ah nodded silently.
"Remember what you did this morning?"
She nodded again.
Thud—
"Kuhuk!!"
"Fuck, I asked—answer me, bitch?"
The heavy fist sank into her belly, squishing organs.
"Kuh... Ahk..."
She wanted to scream and wail as usual... but pain silenced her.
"Answer, bitch."
Slap—
"Kuh..! Y-Yes...!"
Light slap—not painful. Fearing violence, she squeezed eyes shut and replied.
"Then remember what I said?"
"Hic, yes..."
"Say it."
"Plugs... in my anus and urethra... Hic!"
"Yeah, bitch."
No excuse for defecating despite orders—punishment for that sin.