Admission Ceremony
Blindfolded with her hands bound behind her back, Heo Seong-ah somehow managed to follow the Manager out of the building.
"Hngh... mmph..."
The cold wind brushing against her skin told her she was outside. She was dragged along the hard stone path toward the main building of the Shared Property Facility.
"You're following well. Just match my stride."
"Mmph..."
The Manager yanked the leash hard and quickened his pace. The blindfold served not only to prevent communication between inmates but, more crucially, to keep the facility's layout secret from them. Knowing the structure wouldn't enable escape... but exceptions could always arise, so precautions were essential.
"We've arrived. Follow quietly inside."
"Mmph..."
Clank— The heavy, massive door creaked open. Heo Seong-ah entered the auditorium on the first floor of the main building alongside the Manager. There, countless livestock who had been admitted to the Shared Property Facility today stood in a line, waiting for the admission ceremony. Each one had a dildo mask stuffed in their mouth and a blindfold over their eyes. With Managers holding their leashes one-on-one, they truly resembled pets.
Heo Seong-ah, arriving last, was positioned at the farthest end from the platform. Moments later, a staff member in a suit ascended the stage, holding the list of new admits to the Shared Property Facility.
"Ahem. We will now begin the admission ceremony."
The tedious ritual, performed daily. The Managers yawned and looked away. The livestock, meanwhile, were on edge, unsure what horrors awaited. In truth, the ceremony was nothing much—just calling each one up from the front to assign an identification number. But—
"Mmmgh!"
"Grrrmmmph!"
"Mmmphh!!"
With every livestock dragged onto the platform, horrific screams tore through their dildo masks. The others, terrified by the sounds, began trembling. Like pigs being herded to slaughter, they dragged their reluctant feet up the steps.
"Grrrmmmph!!"
"Mmmph!"
The gruesome cries continued endlessly. Soon, it was Heo Seong-ah's turn as the last one, and she was hauled onto the platform.
"Let me see... Heo Seong-ah... Heo Seong-ah... Ah, found it."
The main building staff checked off Heo Seong-ah's name on the list.
"I'll say this once, so listen carefully. Can you hear me, Heo Seong-ah?"
Seong-ah nodded instead of replying. Her body shook violently, on the verge of collapse.
"Your livestock number is H20EA_B62. Got it?"
Nod, nod.
The livestock number was formatted as: name/age/breast size/evaluation grade/facility/number.
Heo Seong-ah _ H (20 years old) _ 20 (breast size) _ E (evaluation grade) _ A (facility) _ B (general facility A, special facility B) _ number 62.
"Then... all that's left is the IC chip insertion."
"Mmph?"
The Manager circled behind Heo Seong-ah, lifted her to her feet, and gripped her shoulders firmly—like a parent holding a child still for a shot. Whether the impending pain could even compare to a needle prick was another matter...
"It'll just sting a little."
"Gyyyaaaaahhh!!!"
The device containing the small IC Chip stamped into Seong-ah's lower abdomen. More precisely, much lower—right above the slit between her legs. The agony of flesh tearing and a foreign object burrowing in felt exactly like a red-hot branding iron searing her skin.
"Grrrmmmph!!"
Unable to endure, Heo Seong-ah twisted and resisted, finally collapsing to her knees and pissing herself in humiliation.
"Wha—?!"
The staffer, who had never seen such a thing, recoiled in shock, but the forceful jet of urine had already soiled his pants.
"Fuck... what kind of bitch is this?"
"Hah... mmph..."
Lacking any tolerance for physical pain, Seong-ah found it harder than most to endure. Tears streamed from beneath the blindfold, and sticky saliva drooled from her mouth. If her mouth weren't plugged, she would have begged insanely for mercy, clutching at his ankles.
"Goddamn it..."
The staffer irritably shook off his leg. The flustered Manager grabbed Heo Seong-ah's hair, yanking her back up as she knelt there.
"Mmph!"
"Livestock Number B62. What do you think you're doing?"
The identification for H20EA_B62, Heo Seong-ah. Calling her just B62—omitting the prefix—was deliberate, to ingrain that she was mere livestock. H20EA was just data; upon admission to the Shared Property Facility, she was nothing but the 62nd female livestock slave in special facility B for breeding.
"Livestock Number B62. Are you listening?"
"Mmph..."
"Right now, Livestock Number B62 has committed a grave crime—not only pissing without the Manager's permission but splashing that filthy waste onto the Manager's body."
"Mmph mmph..!"
Heo Seong-ah frantically shook her head side to side, protesting her innocence. Labeling an uncontrollable bodily function a serious crime terrified her, sucking the tears right back in.
"Livestock Number B62, I have no idea what you're trying to say. Even if you apologized, it wouldn't erase B62's crime. Receive your punishment, then reflect on how grave your actions were."
"Mmph..!"
"Since it's the first day and training begins today, punishment will be at morning wake-up tomorrow, 08:00. Understood?"
"Mmph..."
The Manager bowed his head to the staffer, who was brushing urine from his pants, then scowled furiously and yanked Heo Seong-ah's leash, dragging her out of the auditorium.
"Mmph... hah..."
"We're heading to the training room now. Follow quickly."
Heo Seong-ah was led by the Manager's hand into the Special Livestock Service Facility's [Etiquette Classroom]. Still blindfolded.
Upon entering the room, she flinched at the sound of—
Click— the door locking securely.
"Livestock Number B62, I'm releasing the restraints now."
"Hah..."
The Manager removed the blindfold and dildo mask. An unbelievably sticky fluid—human saliva?—dangled from her lips.
"Kehk, heuk... haa..."
After retching and steadying her breath several times, Heo Seong-ah looked around the room and jolted in shock. Every wall except the door, plus the floor and ceiling, were mirrors.
"This is called the 'Etiquette Classroom.' Here, livestock learn the posture and behavior required for daily life. Understood?"
"Yes..."
"First, an explanation of the IC chip inserted during the admission ceremony."
The Manager seized Heo Seong-ah's arm and dragged her to the mirror on the wall. Staring at her lewd naked body up close, she felt pointless shame and averted her eyes. Dissatisfied, the Manager slapped her cheek without mercy.
"Kyaaak!"
"Livestock Number B62, do you not understand why I brought you to the mirror? Keep your eyes open and look straight ahead."
"Y-yes..! Sniff..."
Heo Seong-ah sniffled tears and gazed at her body again. A body she'd seen countless times naked... but examining it this closely might be a first. Her lower abdomen, throbbing with deathly pain, bore only a tiny needle-prick hole—no major wound as she'd feared.
The Manager silently pressed his fingertip against her pussy.
"Eek..."
Heo Seong-ah nearly staggered back but shot a fearful glance at the Manager. He maintained a blank, bored expression, idly rubbing around her pussy with his finger.
"Sniff..."
To look at and touch a woman's naked body... and wear such a dull, uninterested face. Beyond shame, an unbearable humiliation surged through Heo Seong-ah, making her bite her lip hard.
In the Manager's eyes... no matter how beautiful, she was just livestock.
"Livestock Number B62, I'll explain once, so listen carefully."
"Y-yes..!"
"You can't see it from the outside, but an IC chip is implanted in the spot on B62's lower abdomen where my finger presses. Precisely at the root of the clitoris—the most sensitive erogenous zone in a woman's body. Understood?"
"Sniff, yes..."
The pain from the ceremony hadn't been imagined. Her body's most sensitive, precious part had been pierced by a sharp needle and burned.
"From now on, 'minor punishments' for B62's mistakes will be via this IC chip. And once deployed to labor facilities, all facility readers for livestock passage require this IC chip—keep that in mind."
"Yes..?"
Having listened well until the end, Heo Seong-ah puzzled over the last part. The idea of scanning an IC chip at a reader was beyond her lagging imagination.
The Manager raised his arm to slap her but, considering it was her first day, lowered it and calmed himself.
"Livestock Number B62, livestock must not question the Manager's words. Didn't I say I'd explain once, so listen well?"
"S-sorry..."
"Fine. Since it's the first day, I'll let it slide—but from tomorrow, punishment without warning."
"Yes... sniff..."
The realization that she could truly never return to her old life sank in... and Heo Seong-ah plunged into deep despair.