Chapter 41: Second Period – The Education Hour
At first, she resisted swallowing, clenching her throat tight because she couldn't bear to drink it. But it wasn't long before Heo Seong-ah, her airway completely blocked, gulped down the semen flooding her mouth the instant she gasped for breath.
"Gah...! Hack! Ack!"
"Livestock Number B62, if you don't want to die, drink it quickly. It won't stop."
"Hack! Urk! Cough!"
The Manager didn't pause for a second, pouring more semen into her mouth. He filled it right up to the brim, then flipped the beaker again to refill it once the level dropped. Oxygen-starved, her face flushed crimson as she clenched her fists, her body shuddering violently. The revolting taste? The stench? The texture? She had no time to register any of it.
"Guh!"
To avoid suffocating, Heo Seong-ah swallowed the semen, only to convulse as it sprayed from her nostrils.
"Gaaack! Cough! Ack!"
She reacted like she was truly on the verge of death by asphyxiation. Ignoring it all, the Manager kept his expression blank and trickled the remaining semen into her mouth.
"Livestock Number B62, just a little left."
"Guuuh!! Gllrrk... Hack!"
A grotesque gurgling echoed from her throat, like sewage draining down a pipe. Finally finishing every drop, Heo Seong-ah convulsed with her eyes half-rolled back. The Manager shook out the beaker, dumping the last clumps into her mouth before removing the mouth gag.
"Huuuh... Urp..."
The fishy reek of semen permeated her mouth... the nauseating stench assaulting her nose with every breath... her empty stomach now bloated full of it... Heo Seong-ah clutched her lower belly, doubling over as nausea surged relentlessly alongside the heavy fullness.
Grrroooan— The churning semen sloshing in her gut made it impossible to move.
"Livestock Number B62, extend your limbs straight. We've wasted too much time—head to the classroom immediately."
"Ah, um... Manager, sir... urk... just a moment... please, really just a second..."
She truly couldn't move. Her stomach was in agony.
"Livestock Number B62, what are you doing as livestock? You refused your meal and delayed class, and now you're saying you don't want your education?"
"N-no...! I want the lesson! I do... it's just... my stomach feels so bad..."
"Should we cater to every personal excuse? Prepare for restraints. Execute."
"Hic... Y-yes..."
The Manager callously bound her body. He restrained her limbs and blindfolded her eyes. Next came the ball gag for her mouth...
"Livestock Number B62."
"Y-yes... hic..."
"Engrave this pain into your bones so you learn proper manners at mealtime."
"Pardon...?"
Instead of the ball gag, he produced a mask fitted with a silicone dildo—one 1.5 times larger than the ones she was used to. Blindfolded, she flinched at the hard tip pressing against her lips.
"Mmmphhh!!"
"Relax and swallow it. Don't move."
The Manager yanked her hair, forcing the dildo deep into her throat until it nudged her gag reflex. He secured the mask with bands, then layered another for an airtight seal. Even the slightest head tilt would trigger vomiting.
"Hnnng... Mmph..."
"And now... the punishment begins."
"Mmph...?"
The Manager clamped his hand over her masked mouth and squeezed. The protruding dildo plunged fully into her throat, battering her gag reflex.
"Guhk... Mmmrgh! Gmph! Mmmphh!!"
Heo Seong-ah retched grotesquely. Semen surged up from her stomach, but the sealed mask trapped every drop inside.
"Gmph! Urk! Mmmrgh!!"
A milky mix of stomach acid erupted from her nostrils. Suffocating amid the vomit, she gulped down the semen pooling in her mouth.
"Grrph! Urk!"
Her face beet-red, eyes rolled back, body spasming. Undeterred, the Manager pressed steadily on her mouth.
"Endure it. How can livestock fail to swallow a dildo this size?"
"Grrrmph...!"
In that near-death moment... the Manager released her, loosening the mask's bands just enough.
"Huuuuaaaah...! Urk, puhaa..."
Heo Seong-ah heaved for air, dribbling semen from her mouth.
"We're moving. Understood?"
"Mmph... Huuuh..."
The Manager yanked the leash harshly and marched her to the classroom.
"Hnnngh... Mmph..."
It hurts. It hurts so much. Do I have to endure this kind of breakfast every single day from now on? Deep despair washed over her, tears soaking her face.
Arriving at the classroom later than the other livestock, Heo Seong-ah earned herself a penalty for being tardy. She stood beside Lee Soo-jin, who was diligently lecturing at the podium... forced into the infamous invisible chair pose until the end of second period.
"Hic... Ngh..."
Invisible chair pose. Arms raised high and clasped behind her head, legs bent back as if seated on a chair. The awkward strain built in her thighs over time, making her tremble uncontrollably. For someone like her who never exercised, it was only natural—practically an hour of squats.
"Huuuugh..."
Her face, smeared with tears and semen, reeked disgustingly. Every breath threatened vomit; her semen-stuffed stomach rebelled with constant grrrgles. Severe abdominal pain and breathing difficulty paled compared to the growing itch in her pussy morphing into outright agony.
"Hah... Ahk..."
Her pussy throbbed inside like needles pricking endlessly. Side effect of the drug? Or its intended purpose...? Without something inside to stimulate it, she had no escape from the torment.
"Haa... Hngh..."
About ten minutes in, her quivering legs gave out, dropping her ass nearly to the floor. In that instant, the Manager's switch whistled through the air, cracking her thigh viciously.
Thwack—
"Kyaaah!"
The unexpected sting made her shriek and collapse. She dragged her ass across the floor in retreat, rubbing the red welt to soothe the heat. No mercy even for that brief respite—the Manager swung again, striking the opposite thigh.
Thwack—
"Kyak!"
Heo Seong-ah curled into a ball with a sharp yelp. The seated livestock averted their eyes, twisting away—nobody wanted blowback from staring.
"Livestock Number B62, pose."
Thwack—
"Kyaaak!!"
The switch lashed her ass next. Better a thick club than this— the switch's bite felt like it would split her skin, an unbearable razor-slice of pain. Even now, pussy juices leaked unabated, soaking her crotch.
"Livestock Number B62, pose."
Thwack—
"Kyak!"
"Pose."
Thwack—
"Kyaaaak!"
"Pose."
Thwack—
"Kyak!! Wait, please... mercy..!"
The Manager whipped relentlessly until she snapped her legs straight and rose.
"Pose."
"Kyaaaaak! Please! Hic, mercy!"
Sobbing and pleading did nothing; he painted red stripes across her body. Finally upright, arms locked behind her head in invisible chair pose.
"Hah, Livestock Number B62..."
"Hic... Hngh..."
The Manager teased her navel with the switch's tip, sliding down to flick her clit. The sensitive spot jolted her backward, but she barely caught herself with her legs.
"Daring to leak pussy juice while being punished? Getting aroused from the beating...?"
"N-no, that's not—"
"Then what? No lofty excuses—I won't forgive them."
"Hic..."
He rubbed her pussy with the switch's end. Despite herself, it twitched, drooling sticky nectar.
"Truly... no remorse while punished. I'm deeply disappointed."
"I'm sorry..."
Grinding her teeth through invisible chair pose, she thought she was repenting properly... but voicing apology admitted fault—instant demerits.
"Livestock Number B62, adding 10 demerit points."
"Hic..."
"And..."
A smirk tugged his lips as he glanced at podium-bound Lee Soo-jin.
"Instructor, what do we do in cases like this?"
"Pardon?"
"Livestock that arrives late to your class, then leaks pussy juice during punishment."
Grasping his intent, Lee Soo-jin approached with a beaming smile.
"Good point~ What should we do~?"
"Hic...!"
Lee Soo-jin's hand stroked Heo Seong-ah's shoulder.
"Oh, perfect timing—I needed a teaching aid this period anyway. Mind if I borrow her instead of more punishment?"
"Do as you like, Instructor."
"Thank you."
Ignoring the livestock's opinion entirely... the Manager handed over the switch and retreated to the back.
"Well then... let's make good use of you this period?"
"Hngh...!"
Second period education time. The Relationship Between Violence and Pleasure
"Kneel first, okay?"
Heo Seong-ah became a teaching aid far crueler than any punishment.