Chapter 71: Aphrodisiac Soak for the Pussy
Heo Seong-ah's body twitched as the aftershocks of her climax rippled through her. The Manager, observing her reaction, let out a deep sigh before returning to his seat and restarting his game. This time, he tried to focus solely on the screen, ignoring his surroundings...
"Ah..."
He failed to beat his record and got game over again. Blaming her for breaking his flow and ruining his concentration, he stood up angrily and slipped on his latex gloves. He pulled a tool from the box—a rod topped with a disc, like a body brush, its surface densely packed with soft, flexible silicone bristles. Even just brushing it against the skin sent shivers of itchiness through the shoulders. He squeezed a thick layer of aphrodisiac ointment onto the soft silicone brush and spread it evenly.
"Because of Livestock Number B62, I lost two rounds of my game... so just 20 seconds. Understood?"
The Manager gripped the brush and lightly tapped Heo Seong-ah's pussy, where she lay silently moaning. "Hah-haa! Haa!" Each tap made her body jerk and twitch in amusing ways. Even the gentle pats stimulated her clit, sending her into light, repeated climaxes. Her leaking juices clung to the brush's surface with sticky squelches. The long, spiderweb-like strands of her fluids were utterly vulgar. Tap— "Huaaah..!"
After tapping for a while, the brush clung tightly to her pussy and wouldn't come off. The Manager adjusted to a better angle for rubbing, then pressed down on her lower abdomen with his free hand. Now, she couldn't escape even a millimeter of stimulation.
"20 seconds, starting now."
Scrrrub-scrub— "Hayaaahhh! Haaaaahhh!!"
Every rapid back-and-forth scrub of the brush drew mad howls from Heo Seong-ah as she climaxed over and over. The dense silicone bristles parted just enough for her clit to burrow in, stimulating every sensitive spot without mercy. "Haaaaahh!!" Her sensitivity had been pushed beyond limits by the aphrodisiac. The slightest touch felt like it would drive her insane, and she endured it without respite. "Kuhk! Gah! Keheuk... haaaahh!!"
She screamed until her breath gave out, arching her neck. Scrrrub-scrub— Her juices weren't just leaking anymore—they poured in streams. Was she trying to escape the endless climax torture? Her lower abdomen contracted on its own, clenching her pussy. But all it did was make the hole gape and drool more fluids—a stupid, useless cunt.
"Aah... haaa..."
It felt like she'd die if this continued... she was truly at her limit... Heo Seong-ah clenched her teeth around the ring gag, desperately thinking random thoughts to distance herself from the pleasure. Noticing the change in her reaction, the Manager peeled off the silicone brush.
"That's a fine show of endurance. Sometimes, this kind of defiance is what makes a livestock lovable to her owner."
Impressed by her resolve, the Manager pulled a new tool from the box. "Let's see how long you can hold out. With that mindset, you should last at least a minute, right?"
"Haaah..."
Pleasure couldn't be controlled by willpower alone. Could she really hold back? Even her own body had limits beyond her authority... After feeling these insane, nonstop climaxes, any attempt to resist would be crushed instantly by the imprinted sensations.
"Now, squirt exactly 100ml of pussy juice with this."
What he held was a tiny electric device. At a glance, it looked like a freebie pink rotor from an adult site. But unlike standard vibrators, its curved surface had a gaping hole packed with fine silicone nubs. Pressing the button connected to the vibe... Vrrrriiiiinnn..! It didn't just vibrate—the nubs inside spun at blinding speed. Anyone could guess its purpose at a glance...
Squelch— "Hua-haaaahhh!!"
Her swollen red clit slipped into the hole amid the whirring silicone nubs. It stuck fast, as if it had always belonged there. "Haaahh!! Haaa!!" A completely different reaction from before. Heo Seong-ah thrashed her head wildly, spraying spit everywhere. "Haa... haaah... haa..!"
Hold back the climaxes..? She regretted her naive past self, tears streaming down as she realized it. "Haaaaahhh!!"
If one climax ended it, how nice that would be. A single one could feel good... "Haaah... haaahh!!" But this was climax hell, repeating every second. She'd cum, then cum again the instant she did, and again, endlessly. Her thigh muscles cramped, her gaping mouth wouldn't close, and her mind turned to utter chaos. "Haaaahhhh!!"
Just rubbing her clit made her untouched pussy twitch and leak. The sticky strands stretched unbroken into the beaker below. Where did all this pussy juice even come from? It overflowed so much, dehydration seemed a real worry. "Haaaahh!!"
She'd lost count—felt like her hundredth already. Women who bragged about multiple orgasms with "feels like dying lol" grins had no idea. Heo Seong-ah writhed in true, horrific climax hell, where death felt imminent. "Haaaahhh!!"
A man like the Manager could never know the agony of forced orgasms against your will. Long past her mental limits, she'd have headbutted him, sobbing and raging if not restrained. The helplessness was maddening. Silenced, immobilized, tortured without recourse—pure horror. She wanted to live. To stop. Her limit was here...
"Haaaahh!!"
Heo Seong-ah clenched and unclenched her fists, shaking her head frantically. Her feeble resistance had shattered long ago. For release from this hell... she'd give her guts, her gall, anything—screaming freely into the pleasure. "Huaaaahhhh!!"
Her nonstop pussy juice nearly filled half the beaker. "Livestock Number B62, always whining you can't do it before we even start, resisting from the outset... but what's this? You end up doing it anyway, don't you?"
"Huaaaahh!!"
Her ears deaf to his words, Heo Seong-ah screamed hoarsely through endless climaxes. Any more and she'd really die... The Manager paused the vibrator briefly and left her hanging again.
"Take a short break. I need to game."
He tossed off the latex gloves, crossed his legs in the chair, and dove back into his mobile game. Even as he played leisurely, Heo Seong-ah dangled from the ceiling, shuddering occasionally and dripping juices. He focused hard... but game over right before his high score.
"Shit..."
Biting his lip in frustration, he balled his fists and stood. He needed something to vent his stress... and there was his dangling toy, right in front of him. The Manager grabbed the vibrator stuck to her clit and yanked it free.
"Haaaahhhh!!"
The nubs scraped her clit root-to-tip on exit, forcing another brutal climax. Caught off-guard by the intense pleasure, Heo Seong-ah shrieked, snapping alert and convulsing her head side to side. Enough now. I can't take more. Forgive me. Save me. Her frantic shakes seemed to beg, but the torture was far from over.
"The beaker's about 550ml full. Just a bit more effort."
Coldly dismissing her plight, the Manager fetched thick rubber gloves from the box. Black rubber, each finger tipped with unique protrusions, palm studded with thorn-like silicone spikes—designed purely to torment female flesh. He slathered aphrodisiac ointment thick on the palm and rubbed her pussy.
"Haaaahhhhh!!"
Pressing palm-upward tight, he scrubbed mercilessly back and forth. Each stroke burst pussy juice that streamed down his wrist. "Livestock Number B62, keep slathering aphrodisiac like this and you'll become irreversibly ruined."
"Haaaahh!"
She didn't want a body climaxing at the slightest graze... but without the aphrodisiac, filling the beaker was impossible physiologically. "Haaaahhhh!!"
"One more time."
He squirted more ointment and rubbed. Feeling it lacking, he added... "It'll sting a bit. Well, you won't hear me anyway, so just endure."
He slipped the aphrodisiac tube's nozzle into her pussy... and squeezed hard, injecting straight into her depths.