Chapter 16: Bad Thoughts
"That's the end of the education. Nothing particularly important, right? Just think of it as standard training. If Livestock Number B62 ever messes up or causes trouble someday... you'll get proper brainwashing education then, so live diligently. Got it?"
"Yes..."
"Then, since it's only your second day here, get some good rest today. Once you're thrown into the labor facility, it might turn into hell."
"Hic!"
With the education finally over, Heo Seong-ah's assigned Manager entered and fitted a blindfold and ball gag over her face. As always, with the collar around her neck, she followed him on all fours like a beast.
"Hmph..."
Where could they be taking her now? There was still plenty of time left, wasn't there?
Arriving at the destination with those doubts in mind, it turned out to be none other than Heo Seong-ah's room.
[B-62 Room]
A space that, no matter how much she hated it, she had no choice but to grow accustomed to—her personal quarters.
"Livestock Number B62, your schedule for the second day is complete. Since it ended earlier than planned, you may rest for the remaining time."
"Thank you, Manager."
"You have two hours until dinner, so rest until then. Just so you know, starting tomorrow, you won't have any time to relax, so please rest comfortably today at least. Understood?"
"Yes... Manager."
Once the Manager left the room, Heo Seong-ah curled up in the corner, rubbing her bloated lower belly and furrowing her brow.
"Haa... Ack..."
She had never held her urine this long in her entire life. Her bladder, far beyond its limit, thrashed like it was about to burst, but she couldn't relieve herself.
"Haa... Ah... Haa..."
With nothing to do but sit in the room, all her focus zeroed in on her lower belly, making the pain feel excruciatingly vivid. The urinary urge she'd somehow endured until now surged with unbearable intensity.
"Kgh..."
To minimize the stimulation as much as possible, she knelt with her toes together in the center, hunched over, grinding her teeth while rubbing her lower belly. Like a dog desperate to poop, she twisted her hips side to side, breaking out in cold sweat.
"Hic... Haa..."
It was this tough from day one... and worse was surely to come... Could she really endure it all in her right mind? Why did she have to suffer like this, framed for a crime she didn't commit?
"Hic..."
Gurgle rumble─
"Aaaahk...!"
A sound like a sewer drain echoed from her massively swollen bladder. Hot breath poured from her gaping mouth.
It hurt. It hurt. It hurt. She really couldn't hold it anymore.
"Aaaah... Ugh..."
Tears welling up, Heo Seong-ah reminisced about the past. Memories she could no longer return to... Even the painful ones she wanted to forget seemed far better than her current reality.
What if... she just... escaped?
The moment that genuine thought of escape crossed her mind─
Beep─
A short beep rang in her ears, and the electronic restraints on her wrists and ankles activated on their own, snapping together.
"Kyaa!"
Not content with just wrists to wrists and ankles to ankles, all four restraints fused into one. Heo Seong-ah ended up bound with both arms and legs stretched straight forward.
"Haa... Ugh..."
With the brainwashing restraint device activated, there was no escaping without the Manager's help. Her lower belly compressed by the position, she wriggled in her bonds, letting out groans.
The Manager returned exactly two hours later. Returning with a pleased smile, perhaps from something enjoyable, his expression turned grave upon seeing Heo Seong-ah bound in all four limbs.
"Livestock Number B62, what exactly is this?"
"Th-that's..."
"The brainwashing restraint activating means Livestock Number B62 harbored bad thoughts. Am I wrong?"
Heo Seong-ah couldn't refute it. No matter how unjust, she wasn't in a position to argue.
"Silence means affirmation. Sigh... It seems the punishment was insufficient."
"N-no, that's... I mean... I'm sorry!! I was wrong!!"
Heo Seong-ah was plunged into such overwhelming fear that she forgot even her bursting bladder. Thrashing instinctively to kowtow naked as habit, her bound limbs only flailed uselessly.
"Livestock Number B62, as I've said repeatedly, mere words of apology aren't needed here. If you've done wrong, receive proper punishment and repent sincerely."
The Manager operated his terminal, lowering a pulley from the ceiling. The room's ceiling held various devices for restraining prisoners. Grasping a massive hook shaped like a fishhook, he connected it to the center of Heo Seong-ah's restraints.
Manipulating the terminal to raise the pulley, her body lifted into the air with arms and legs stretched upward. Hanging like a beast, gravity inverted her head, wrenching her neck. Her long hair draped to the floor as she grimaced in dread of the impending punishment.
"Whipping your ass until it bursts would be fine, but... it seems Livestock Number B62 wouldn't reflect from that level of pain."
"Hic!"
The Manager's rough leather-gloved hand touched her ass. Terrifying. Frightening. A sensation beyond words. No language could capture her current emotions. She never wanted to be hit again... but the thought of something worse than beating sent chills racing through her body. Her nerves on edge, even his hand gently stroking her ass drove her to the brink of madness.
"Eek!"
Her red, bruised ass shook to evade his touch. The Manager lightly smacked her obscenely wriggling cheeks, smirking as he left the room and returned holding something.
"Livestock Number B62, I know exactly how agonizing this is. The pain of a bladder swollen to the bursting point is something no ordinary woman could endure."
"Ugh..."
He knew so well... so why make her suffer this...? If she had a chance to protest, she'd scream it out.
"But without pain, it's not punishment. Even if your bladder truly bursts, Livestock Number B62 must atone for your wrongs and feel sorry toward your victims. Understood?"
"Hng..."
Seong-ah didn't want to answer. Apologize to victims? Atone? Every time they forced responsibility for something she didn't do, it hurt so much she wanted to burst into tears from the injustice. But no matter how much she spoke, no one listened. Instead, denying fault only brought harsher punishment.
"Livestock Number B62. Do you have no mouth? Why no answer?"
"Hic... S-sorry..."
"Keep showing that rebellious attitude, and demerits will just pile up. Got it?"
"Yes..."
"Good. We'll see going forward, Livestock Number B62. You endured well today, so as a special exception, I'll give you a chance at release from this pain. Understand?"
Release from pain. That meant permission for the excretion she'd been desperately awaiting.
"Thank you...!"
Heo Seong-ah beamed with genuine gratitude.
"No need to thank me that much."
"Pardon...?"
He gently spread her plump pussy lips with his fingers, shaking the end of a rubber tube up and down to find her urethra plug. The unprocessed sharp edge stung, but thinking of imminent relief from her urinary agony, she bit her lip and swallowed the pain.
The Manager threaded the tube past the plug blocking her urethra, thrusting it deep into her bladder.
"Ah... Haa..."
Feeling an alien pain as something pierced where it shouldn't, Heo Seong-ah groaned.
"Ah... Haaa..."
Finally, release from the agony. She felt a trickle of urine flowing through the rubber tube.
But... that was it.
No matter how hard she strained, no more urine came out.
Silently, the Manager took a round ball-like object and rubbed it against her pussy, coating it thickly in her fluids before mercilessly pressing it against her asshole.
"Hiek?!"
"Livestock Number B62, relax if you don't want to get hurt."
"Kghhh!!"
The not-small anal plug forced open her tightly clenched anus and slid in. Like the urethra, a rubber tube connected to its end. This special device split into a Y-shape: the other tube formed a band that sealed her mouth tight. Its tip protruded slightly to catch between her teeth, preventing removal.
The Manager placed different pumps in each of her hands, now unable to speak.
"I'll explain once, so listen carefully. The pumps in Livestock Number B62's hands control the urethra-linked anal pump and the mouth pump. Press the left hand, and urine goes to your mouth. Press the right, and it goes to your rear hole. Understand?"
"Mmph... Mmmph..."
"Considering your insolence toward the Manager, violating excretion time, refusing to admit fault, and attempting escape, you deserve far worse. But factoring in it's only your second day, I'll end it here at my discretion. Got it?"
"Mmph..."
Drink urine or shove it up her ass? Physiologically impossible. She'd die before doing it. Heo Seong-ah shook her head side to side, pleading for mercy... but her desperate cries didn't reach the Manager.