Special Livestock: Physical Examination (2)
The woman had always believed she would only surrender her body to someone she truly loved—someone to whom she could offer both body and soul without reservation. Her sexual experience consisted of a single man, someone she had met at twenty-one. He had been more perfect than even her own exacting standards demanded. He was the only one to whom she had ever granted access to her body. After they parted, every man who approached her fell short. Lee Ah-young. Every man in the world was unworthy of receiving love from a woman as flawless as herself. Until a man appeared who was perfect enough for her to love, she would give herself to no one. She was different from the girls her age. She had looked down on friends who drank, went clubbing, and enjoyed one-night stands. A woman’s body was something to be cherished. That was how she had lived.
“Next, I’ll spread the clitoral area for the shots.”
“Mmph…”
Click. Click.
Her genitals—her shameful, exposed vagina—were spread wide open by the woman’s hands. Ah-young had never imagined there could be so many ways to part her own sex. Aside from showering, she had never once deliberately spread herself like this. Yet today alone, her vagina had been forced open for far too long. It was horrifying.
The spreading began with the center of the labia majora being pulled apart, revealing the full shape of her sex. Measurements followed: inner labia, vaginal tightness, urethral and internal vaginal dimensions. Next, the lower part was stretched to expose the vaginal entrance as widely as possible. Finally, the flesh around the clitoris was parted until only the clitoris itself protruded. Ah-young’s most precious jewel as a woman was casually spread open in countless ways and meticulously measured. Its beauty was photographed without the slightest hesitation. Length and thickness were recorded in clinical detail. Her vagina was being documented by the camera of a man she had met for the first time today. Those photographs now existed somewhere. The precise dimensions of her sex were written down on paper. Ah-young imagined someone she knew discovering those files and looking at them.
…Haaah…
A chill ran through her entire body. There could be no despair worse than this. If that ever happened, she would die. She could only pray it never came to pass. Please…
I… I’m someone who will return to an ordinary life in three years, just like all of you! She wanted to scream it, but she couldn’t. No one would believe her. She would only receive another electric shock.
“All right, measurements are complete.”
The woman announced that it was over, yet she kept Ah-young’s sex spread open and began to toy with her clitoris using her fingers. Stroke. Stroke… Knead. Knead… If there existed a creator who had designed a woman’s body, Ah-young wanted that being destroyed. Even in this horrific situation, the moment her clitoris was touched, a strange sensation stirred from it. But it was absolutely not pleasure. Who in the world would feel aroused in a situation like this?
The woman who was touching Ah-young’s clitoris spoke to the others. “Ah-young’s clitoris is quite small. If we’re going to follow Master Ju-hyeok’s instructions… hmm… there’s a lot of work to be done.”
“There’s no rush at all~ We have plenty of time. Don’t worry, let’s continue.”
The phrase “work to be done” made no sense. What did it mean? She was curious, and terrified. But Ah-young no longer possessed even the courage to voice such questions. While conversing with the others, the woman continued staring at Ah-young’s face and rubbing her clitoris.
“Hmm…? What’s this…?”
The clitoris kept being touched by the woman’s hand. A sharp, unpleasant sensation radiated from it. What kind of reaction did this woman want from her? Ah-young was a woman too. She felt the same shame. Yet the woman in front of her seemed to hope Ah-young would become aroused even now. Did she truly look like a livestock in heat simply because she was naked?
…I want to kill that bitch.
“No, Team Leader! This one doesn’t seem like a pervert at all. Look! I rubbed her clit so hard, but she’s not wet at all.”
“Hmm? Let me see.”
The others, who had seemed to lose interest once the measurements ended, instantly gathered in front of Ah-young’s sex again.
“Weren’t the special livestock applicants supposed to be perverted criminals? She should be wet, then…”
Another woman reached out and touched Ah-young’s clitoris as well. …Disgusting…
“Right? If she applied to be special livestock, she must be a pervert. Huh? You’re right. Are you sure you rubbed it properly? Why isn’t she wet at all? Should I try putting a finger in?”
At those words, the man tried to push his finger into Ah-young’s vaginal opening. In that moment, Kang Ju-hyeok spoke.
“The vaginal examination is finished, isn’t it? Let’s move on to the next schedule.”
“Kuh… Ahem… Yes!”
The finger that had been about to enter her withdrew.
What was that? Did that demon… just help me?
“Ah, yes! Anyway, the genital measurements are all complete. We’ll move on to the breasts now.”
The people who had been seated between Ah-young’s spread legs quickly repositioned themselves around her upper body. With her arms raised and fixed in place, Ah-young remained naked, hands held high. The same people who had just been examining her sex were now staring intently at her breasts. Her armpits were fully exposed as well. For a twenty-four-year-old woman, the humiliation and shame were almost unbearable. Because of that terrible feeling, Ah-young could not bring herself to look at the faces of those approaching her. Her gaze drifted into empty space, or she simply stared down at her own body.
“Is Ah-young embarrassed? Aww… don’t worry. There was a lot to do with the genitals, but the breasts are simple. We only need to check the nipples.”
The same woman who had been touching her clitoris now pinched Ah-young’s nipple between her index finger and thumb and twisted it.
“Ugh…”
Ah-young’s torso twisted to escape the fingers, but with her limbs restrained, the effort was useless. Instead, her nipple remained pinned while the surrounding breast flesh was pulled sideways, creating an obscene sight.
“Haa… Your breasts are… so enviable…”
Ah-young’s face flushed red. Tear tracks were clearly visible on her cheeks, and her eyes were tightly shut. She could only pray for this horrific shame to pass, for the people in front of her to disappear. She even found herself thinking that being humiliated in front of Kang Ju-hyeok alone had been preferable. Forcing a woman to stand naked and ashamed before a crowd was simply cruel.
“All right, let’s begin right away. We’ll start with the nipples!”
Ah-young’s nipples were a similar shade to her labia, though the areolas and nipples themselves leaned more toward pink than her sex. The areolas were wide, while the nipples themselves looked almost dainty compared to the size of her breasts. They seemed ordinary next to her other perfect features, yet they were beautiful all the same. The woman measured Ah-young’s left and right nipples in turn—diameter and height of the nipples, diameter of the areolas. The process was far quicker than the genital measurements.
“The areolas are quite large and wide, while the nipples are… average, I suppose?”
Click. Click.
The camera was thrust directly in front of Ah-young’s breasts, the lens almost touching her skin as it captured her areolas and nipples in close detail.
Ugh… So… shameful… Even my breasts… the same…
“Well, that concludes the breast measurements. Only the full-body photographs remain. Once we’re done, we’ll discuss the remaining details with Master Ju-hyeok.”
At those words, the women began unfastening the restraints on Ah-young’s arms and legs. Clack! Clack! The cuffs came undone in rapid succession. The women took Ah-young’s hands and pulled her from the chair.
“Come on! Good work, livestock! This is the last one. Let’s go over there!”
The place they indicated was a photography set with a pure white backdrop.
Ah-young had once helped a friend who wanted to open a shopping mall by working briefly as a model. The white wall and bright lights she saw now were exactly the kind used for photographing models—lights that illuminated a model’s face to capture a bright, beautiful image. This set served the same purpose.
…Back then, I wore pretty clothes, and the photographer kept complimenting me, saying I was beautiful…
She was pushed forward until she stood on the white backdrop. Against the stark white background, her pale naked body seemed even more flesh-toned. There was nothing else in the space. She stood naked before it. Brilliant lights shone down on her, illuminating her bare body more brightly than ever before. In other words, every inch of her nudity was perfectly visible. Her flawless figure and even more radiant face remained goddess-like even now, as livestock Lee Ah-young.
“Come on, Ah-young, let’s finish quickly so you can rest. All right, attention!”
Ah-young’s instincts told her she had no choice but to obey. Without a word, she lowered the arms that had been covering her breasts and sex and stood at attention.
“Chest out, shoulders back!”
She pushed her chest forward. She straightened her shoulders. Her breasts thrust out even more prominently.
Click!
The camera flash burst toward her. It was exactly the same as the flashes that had gone off when she worked as a model. The only difference now was that she was naked, with a metal collar around her neck.
Beep. Click. Click. Beep. Click!
“All right, next—basic posture! Ah, Master Ju-hyeok? Does Ah-young know the basic posture?”
At the mention of “basic posture,” a chill ran down Ah-young’s spine.
Hi… Hik… B-basic posture…? S-surely not…
“Yes, she’s been taught. She should perform it well. If you’re not satisfied, please let me know. I’ll show you another ‘breast show’ with the electric shock.”
“Ooh! Sounds good. All right then, Ah-young—basic posture!”
The word “basic posture” made her skin crawl, but the mention of electric shock made it crawl even harder. Ah-young quickly raised both hands behind her head, spread her legs outward in a half-squat, bent her knees, and thrust her pelvis forward to present her sex directly ahead. Though only minutes had passed since she left the humiliation chair, she was once again forced into a degrading pose.
“Ah-young, you’re quite good at the basic posture. Now smile. A very happy smile.”
Ah-young forced a smile onto her face. It looked nothing like happiness. Only the corners of her mouth lifted; her expression was pure misery soaked in shame and humiliation. How could anyone smile happily in a situation like this?
“Hmm… She doesn’t look happy at all…? Ahem. I’ll take the shot anyway.”
Click!
The camera flash fired at Ah-young’s naked body in the basic posture. Far from smiling happily, tears streamed down her face. To have her photograph taken in this pose by such a massive, high-end camera… It would capture every single blemish on her skin. Every pore on her breasts and sex would be recorded. She had already been photographed in those areas while strapped to the chair, but that did nothing to lessen the humiliation and shame.
“Oh dear… Our livestock’s expression is really not up to par.”
The man in the suit glanced at Kang Ju-hyeok. His eyes seemed to ask whether he intended to punish Ah-young for crying instead of smiling.
“We’ll reshoot another day. This is enough for today. Ah-young must be quite tired as well.”
Still holding the basic posture, Ah-young felt a wave of relief at Kang Ju-hyeok’s words. Immense relief. It meant the photography was over, and she wouldn’t be punished for failing to smile.
…Fuck… Again… That demon helped me. The man who electrocutes me… is that same person… So why does it feel like that demon is on my side? He stopped that man’s finger from entering me earlier. And now he’s taking my side again. Am I supposed to feel grateful to that piece of trash?
“Ah, yes! Well then, the physical examination is complete.”
The man and woman began organizing the documents and camera. Kang Ju-hyeok approached Ah-young and took hold of her leash once more.
“Release the posture and follow me. We’re finished for today, Lee Ah-young.”
Kang Ju-hyeok—that demon—smiled at her. Bastard… Scum… She wanted to kill him. After subjecting her to such humiliation and shame, he had the audacity to smile at her. Psychopathic… Insane… Yet strangely, for the first time, she felt a flicker of gratitude toward him. Somehow, even the formal speech he used toward her felt oddly welcome. She was livestock, yet she felt as though he was on her side.
—Clink, clink, clink
“I’ll take Ah-young back to her quarters.”
“Yes! We’ll finish cleaning up and wait here!”
Ah-young followed where the man led her by the leash, leaving the photography room. They descended the stairs, passed through the first-floor lobby, and stepped outside once more. When the main door opened, cold outdoor air greeted her naked body.
“Huu…”
Her entire body began to tremble. Naked and barefoot, Ah-young’s destination was “home.” Kang Ju-hyeok guided her by the leash toward the doghouse. Of course… She was livestock, after all. Naturally, she belonged here. What had she been expecting?
The painful, horrific photography session was finally over. So she had foolishly thought today’s suffering might end. Lee Ah-young always suffered. When a grueling day ended, she should have had a place to rest—a space of her own, a home. The problem was that Ah-young’s so-called home had no door. It was a doghouse.
The man fastened her metal leash to the stake in front of the doghouse and locked it with a padlock. Once again, Ah-young was left naked outdoors. She could see the orange prison uniform she had worn earlier that day, still lying discarded on the ground—the clothes Kang Ju-hyeok had forced her to remove. He picked them up.
Is he going to give them back to me?
But Kang Ju-hyeok showed no intention of returning the clothes.
Ah… Of course not…
The man smiled at her, then disappeared. Ah-young stared blankly after him before silently crawling into the doghouse, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
…Cold… So cold…
Naked once more, Ah-young began fighting the cold inside the doghouse. Just like before, she curled into a ball, trying to minimize her surface area. The man and the three “doctors” still hadn’t emerged from the building. She felt even more pathetic for having felt grateful to him, even briefly. All four people inside that building were trash. And she… was livestock. Yes. She was livestock.