Everyday Life Turns to Hell (2)
Part of her wanted to cling to her master's ankle and beg for her life, but since her guilt was crystal clear, she figured that kind of behavior might just make things worse. More than anything, with her limbs bound and restrained, she couldn't do a damn thing on her own free will.
"Seong-ah. I wanna wreck your urethra and asshole right now, but the package I ordered hasn't arrived yet? They said it'll be here in two days."
"Hic... Yes, Master..."
Was he planning to give her a break until then? Heo Seong-ah sniffled, realizing the precious value of what might be her first and last moment of rest.
"You don't think I'm gonna let you rest easy for two days, do you?"
"Hic-glurk...!"
Her innermost thoughts had been seen through. Unable to answer, she turned her head away in silence, and Jun-ha snorted in disbelief.
"Ha! You tried to bite my dick, and you don't even have a shred of remorse? Right?"
"N-no, Master... That was..."
Smack—
"Shut your fucking mouth."
"Kyaaaaaaaah!!"
Jun-ha's palm slammed down on her breast, and Heo Seong-ah's words caught in her throat as she jerked her head back, twisting her bound hands and feet.
"Listen up. From today on, don't expect any kindness from me."
"Hic..."
"You're gonna be reborn as a true female livestock. Not the human Heo Seong-ah—a filthy pussy house onahole rag."
Uttering the shameful words, Jun-ha pulled a leather belt from the box and gripped it in his hand.
"Let's start with a good beating."
"M-Master... Kyaaaaaaaah!!"
Smack—
The leather belt whipped wildly across her delicate skin, leaving welts.
"I-I'm sowwy!!"
Confirming her master's sincerity, Heo Seong-ah wailed in apology before the real torture had even begun.
"Hey."
"Sob... glurk... Y-yes..."
"You cry like a fucking retard after one hit and beg forgiveness like that?"
"Hic..."
Just one hit? She knew no one who'd never been hit could understand the agony of a livestock's heart, no matter how many times they died and came back.
"I'm sorry... hic, I was wrong..."
"Fuck, Seong-ah. You beg like that after one hit?"
"Y-yes...?"
"You think the weight of your crime ends with one lash from this belt?"
Then what the hell more did he want? Biting her master's cock was undeniably wrong. But it hadn't even drawn blood, she'd apologized the instant it happened, and she'd reflected on never doing it again... What more could he possibly demand?
"You still don't get how wrong you were, do you?"
"N-no...! I do!"
"A bitch who 'gets it' wouldn't make that face."
A face full of sad injustice. She apologized on the surface, but deep down, she wasn't truly repenting for her sin.
"Your words have no sincerity. Ever. When you're serving me, when you're getting tortured like now."
"Hic... B-but..."
"But what?"
Her instinctual excuse nearly slipped out again. The master, who usually ignored it, grabbed the tail end this time, insisting on hearing it out.
"Say it."
"N-no... I mean..."
"Fuck, stop stalling and spit it out. Can't even talk straight, you little bitch?"
"Hiiiic..."
It was just a habitual phrase; she had nothing real to say. Jun-ha scolded her attitude and lightly swung the belt in his grip. Each time it grazed her skin, goosebumps erupted, and she swallowed tears.
"That's the wrong behavior, Seong-ah. Didn't they teach you shit at the Shared Property Facility?"
"Y-yes...?"
"Female livestock must absolutely obey their master's words, never act against his mood, and always take his side no matter what."
"Yes... I-I know..."
Jun-ha created a menacing atmosphere by stating the obvious, things she'd learned in mandatory education. Heo Seong-ah nodded in agreement, but that single response grated on the anger he'd been suppressing inside.
"Fuck, a bitch who 'knows' acted like that all this time?"
"Ah... ugh..."
It had barely been a day since she'd been dragged to Jun-ha's house. Not even 24 hours by the clock... And in that short time, her attitude had been the absolute worst.
She didn't even know proper service. She resisted his words and jumped straight to excuses. She always acted against his mood without knowing her own wrongs. She pretended obedience on the outside while who knows what brewed inside.
If this were an official female livestock criminal's sentence under the system, she'd have gotten the worst reviews from owners by now and been processed into an onahole.
"Enough. What's the point of talking more? Heo Seong-ah, you're gonna live as my pussy house onahole by my side until you die. Got it?"
"Hic, yes, Master..."
"So, I don't wanna bother calling the Shared Property Facility over your rebellious shit. Things could go wrong, and your whole existence might get completely changed."
She couldn't understand what he meant... but his sincere words weren't a threat.
"I'll handle the mess I started myself."
"Yes, Master..."
Can't borrow others' hands. Even if it's tough, train her personally into the perfect female livestock for his tastes.
"So, first, let's get some beating in?"
"Y-yes...?"
Smack—
"Kyaaaaaaaah!!"
Jun-ha swung the leather belt freely, venting his stress until Heo Seong-ah's wild thrashing exhausted her strength.
"Ugh... glurk..."
An hour had passed since she was locked in the unknown basement. Dripping sweat from swinging the livestock belt, Jun-ha tossed his shirt aside and chugged water from a bottle on the shelf.
"Hic... glurk..."
With limbs restrained, Heo Seong-ah slumped limply, her body covered in red welts and bruises. Luckily, no skin was torn enough to bleed, but the belt-shaped swelling looked like it'd scar for a long time.
"Phew, you must be thirsty too?"
Jun-ha upended the half-empty water bottle over her bound head.
"Glurk... aaah...!"
Heo Seong-ah shook her drenched hair like a vengeful ghost, tears streaming as the water poured, reigniting the pain in her barely settled wounds and drawing groans.
"Hauk... ugh..."
To her, with no tolerance for violence, this was far more horrific and grueling than anything else. Her spirit had broken long ago, but Jun-ha wasn't satisfied yet.
"Hey, Heo Seong-ah. You know you never truly submitted to me from the heart. Becoming female livestock overnight and enduring harsh torture—submitting happily would be the weird part."
Honestly, until her discharge from the Shared Property Facility, he'd thought she'd become an obedient livestock. But playing with her himself revealed it was all fake.
"I don't know what's in your head, but from today, you're gonna be truly obedient to me."
"Y-yes... Master... hic, I hate pain... just don't do this... hic... I'll do anything you say..!"
A pitiful expression utterly unlike her previous shows. A voice brimming with genuine sincerity, no lies.
"Yeah?"
Seeing that made his resolve waver for no reason.
"So, you'll do anything as long as there's no painful punishment? You hate painful punishment the most?"
"Yes..."
Grateful for his listening ear, she nodded.
"But submitting to avoid painful punishment... that's not submitting because you like it. That's just pretending to obey to dodge the pain, right?"
"Y-yes...?"
"And if you do as you say, will that obedient heart last a lifetime? Once the fear of violence fades, won't rebellion creep back?"
"N-no... that's..."
"Can you swear it won't?"
She couldn't guarantee a future that hadn't happened. Her head spun, words failing her.
"Right, since painful punishment like this is what our Seong-ah hates most~ From now on, painful punishment every day, yeah?"
"Hic-glurk!"
Sensing something off, fear brought on hiccups.
"Every day... beat you till you wail buckets, torment till you pass out... then whisper sweet love in a gentle voice after. Might feel awkward at first, but eventually it'll get familiar, and you'll submit to me for real, right?"
Not a question of "won't it?"—he stated it like inevitable fact.
"Got it?"
"Sob... glurk..."
As always, she just cried without answering, but Jun-ha laughed it off like it didn't matter.
"Fine."
What did a female livestock's opinion matter? The master had decided.
"Now, I'll untie you. Come down. I'll make you happy."
The effective livestock training method of whip and carrot. Tough at first... but once habitual, no training was more comfortable.
"Let's go."
He had no doubt Heo Seong-ah would become perfectly obedient.