Dildo Test Torment
She shook her body back and forth in fierce resistance. Even one orgasm wasn't enough to calm her heated flesh. If anything, her womb—brimming with aphrodisiac—kept contracting relentlessly, flooding her with pleasure she could barely withstand.
"Huuuah... Haa..!"
Her thighs tensed as she stiffened her waist, climaxing hard. An orgasm reached without any external touch. The undeniable reality of her body having warped into something unnatural sank in deep.
"Huaaah..!"
She screamed in agony, her cries laced with pain, as she thrashed front to back without pause. No matter how desperately she struggled, without breaking free of her restraints, she was doomed to flounder forever in this endless mire of repeating ecstasy.
"Uuuuah..."
Her nerves felt like they were scorching in flames. The climaxes were pure torment.
"Huuu..."
Half out of her mind, her body finally slumped toward the floor. Pleased that she'd gone quiet at last, the man approached with a handful of fresh aphrodisiacs.
"Once you finish manufacturing one batch, it's on to the next. Livestock don't get breaks. Go insane from the pleasure or drop dead—pick your poison."
Not a flicker of hesitation in his eyes. Guilt? Pity? Sorrow? Nothing like that showed. He was like a child who'd stumbled on a delightful new toy... smiling innocently as he sadistically shattered the livestock's psyche.
"Hic..."
Terrified, Heo Seong-ah stumbled backward with a hiccup. She had no idea when it might be her turn... but by some stroke of mercy, her special virgin status spared her the standard labor duties of a special livestock.
"Just a few hours to kill now... but waiting around would be dull, wouldn't it?"
"Yes, sir. I was planning to give her a tour of the other areas anyway."
"Good, good. Make sure she sees it all properly. The reality of this place."
The Manager bowed politely to the Senior Manager. With a final dismissive wave from the senior—hurry up and go—the Manager gripped Heo Seong-ah's leash and led her to yet another room.
A man in a white gown sat in a chair. Directly before him knelt a piece of livestock, knees together and body prostrated like a cat—but tilted awkwardly toward the floor in a pose that looked excruciating. Her waist was bent so severely it was less prostration and more an inverted handstand.
"Huuu..."
Her legs were splayed shoulder-width apart, fixed in place right in the man's line of sight. With her body angled diagonally downward, her neck and wrists were locked tight to protrusions rising from the floor. She couldn't so much as twitch a finger...
The Manager toyed with her erogenous zones like a plaything, using the tool in his gloved hand.
"Haaaahhh!!"
A straight, slender silicone dildo plunged straight into her pussy. Each time the glans-like ridge scraped her vaginal folds, an explosive surge of pleasure made her wail as if her skull might split open.
"Kkheuk... Hic... Haaaang!!"
Grinding her teeth did nothing; there was no escaping this brutal stimulation.
"Kkuk..!"
She squirted violently, crashing into orgasm. Love juices gushed out in a torrent, streaming down the man's wrist to puddle on the floor. Hazmat suit and latex gloves kept him unfazed—he simply gripped the dildo and resumed thrusting.
"Kkhik! Haaaang!! Too much! Stop! J-just a second! Haaang!!"
His wrist blurred faster than before. Squelch-squelch—the lewd, watery sounds filled the air as thick nectar dripped steadily from her freshly spent pussy.
"Kkuk, euk... Kkhieuk!!"
She couldn't last; the second climax hit hard. He yanked the dildo free right after, her inner walls everting as her hole gaped wide.
"Kkhik!!"
Twitch-twitch... Each leg spasm clenched the yawning void shut again. Young skin like hers—elastic, stretchy—made her such rewarding sport. He set the slick, juice-drenched toy on the shelf.
"What was this one? Guess."
"Hic, kkuk... H Company's dildo... right...? Hic..."
"Length and girth?"
"17cm by 4cm..."
Swallowing an inward sigh, he snatched a new one from the shelf—its surface bristling with dense protrusions. At least twice as thick as the last.
"Wrong. We go till you nail it?"
"Ahk, please... this is rigged... Haaaang!!"
He rammed it home mercilessly, palming the base and grinding down hard.
"Keheuk..! Huik! Hic..!"
The massive 20cm monster burrowed root-deep, threatening to rip her apart. Organ-crushing pain stole her voice; she could only groan and shudder limb to limb.
"Size?"
"Ha, heuk... Huwik... 18cm..?"
"Nope. Shake away—figure it out."
"Stop, my fault... I was wroooong!! Haaaang!!"
Fist around the base, he pistoned with all his strength. The grotesque studs ravaged her folds, teasing pleasure from her untouched cervix.
"Hwik..! Kkuk, aaaaang!! Cumming! Haaang!!"
Her waist bucked skyward at the cry, squirting wildly as convulsions wracked her. Post-climax, he granted five seconds' reprieve—then struck again as she gasped for air.
"Kkhaaaang?! Aaang!!"
Climax after climax, the hell refused to end. This was a livestock's "dildo test labor."
"Livestock Number B62, what do you think? Scary? Terrifying?"
"Huwik... Yes..."
He'd fished for something else... but Heo Seong-ah stuck to the truth: it was scary. Terrifying.
"Perfect. The natural answer for livestock."
As a fellow woman... she knew the exhaustion after even one orgasm. Knew the agony of forced release, how climaxes twisted into torture. Just watching brought tears; Heo Seong-ah turned away, sniffling.
"Huwik..."
She wanted to shut it out. That nightmare reality...
"For reference, dildo test labor's difficulty depends on the livestock's brainpower."
"Pardon..?"
She's dying out there... what kind of bullshit—?
The Manager smirked at her baffled stare.
"It's a joint test with outside firms. Simple terms for a dimwit like B62: every day, guess the new dildos right."
"Yes, Manager..."
He gestured to the shelf stacked high. Labels beneath detailed names, makers, specs.
"As the name implies: study 'em for ten minutes pre-labor. Then lock into that pose you're eyeing and test. Game-like, almost."
Heo Seong-ah's gaze flicked forward. The poor woman still shrieked, pussy impaled and writhing.
"Pussy tells you maker and model. Post-test, log the best feels, quickest cum, most pain—report to the company. They pay fees; livestock proxies the work. Clear?"
"Yes, Manager..."
"Quicker the guesses, shorter the shift. You'll do this 'someday,' B62—watch close, pick up tips."
"Huwik..."
Easy for him to say—it's not his cunt clenching for clues on shape, length, girth...? No woman could...
"Impossible..."
Heo Seong-ah whispered. This wasn't labor. It was rigged torment.
"Haaaang! Cumming! Aaaaang!!"
Harsh squelches as nectar erupted from her depths. He slotted a thick-ball-tipped rod diagonally deep.
"Hik! Kkuk! Uk! Euk!"
Poke-poke-poke... G-spot jabs jetted squirts like a toy gun. Grinning like a kid with a new plaything, he kept wrist-flicking lecherously.
"Kkhoeuuuk!!"
It dragged on till the Manager was sated. Till her voice cracked and madness loomed...
Dildo test labor never ended.
"Hic..!"
Heo Seong-ah shuddered, eyes squeezed shut. No more—she couldn't watch... but the tour wasn't over.
"B62, time to spare—few more spots, then labor. Got it?"
"Huwik, yes, Manager..."
He yanked her leash, storming out.
"Aaaang!! Haaang! Hwik! Kkhaaaang!!"
The livestock's screams still echoed behind them...