Clitoral Ointment [Hospital #1]
The soft, repetitive strokes continued.
Kang Ju-hyeok—that devil of a man—ran his hand over Lee Ah-young’s head.
“Ah-young, you need to push your pussy out more directly toward us. Your friends are watching. You can do better than this.”
“Nnghhhh!”
Before Lee Ah-young’s eyes stood a crowd of people who knew her. People from every chapter of her life.
And she was completely naked.
She held the Basic Posture, knees bent, hands behind her head, pelvis thrust obscenely forward so that her exposed pussy was offered up for their inspection.
Her friends shouted at her.
“Ah-young! Smile! We’re taking pictures and that face is pathetic!”
“Hahahaha! Lee Ah-young looks so fucking ridiculous! Look at that pose!”
Click. Click.
The relentless sound of camera shutters echoed through the air.
Old high-school classmates, university friends—every last one of them stood in front of her, staring at the miserable, broken Lee Ah-young.
Some of them shoved their cameras directly in front of her spread pussy.
“Lee Ah-young, thanks for becoming livestock… Heh heh! Your posture is just too funny…”
Click!
“No… please… no…”
Tears spilled down Ah-young’s cheeks.
“Ah-young, since your friends are taking photos, it would be nice if you spread your pussy a little wider for them.”
Ah-young looked up at Kang Ju-hyeok in panic.
The devil was smiling.
Terror wrapped itself around her entire body.
—
“Haaah!”
Lee Ah-young woke with a gasp, tearing herself out of the nightmare and the long, heavy sleep that had held her.
“Hah… hah…”
Another horrific dream.
It had only been a dream. Yet cold sweat soaked her entire body.
The man’s smile from the final moment of the nightmare refused to leave her mind.
The situation in the dream had been despair so absolute she never wanted to imagine it again—the worst despair imaginable.
If that scene ever became reality, Lee Ah-young might truly give up on life.
Still… it was just a dream. It won’t actually happen… right?
She tried to reassure herself that it was only a dream, something that could never occur.
Ah-young fought to calm her violently trembling heart.
Her body felt noticeably better than when she had last awakened. Though she was still weak, her mind had returned to some degree of clarity.
She wasn’t fully recovered, but the improvement was obvious.
“Ah… ah…”
When she tried to speak, only a low, hoarse sound emerged from her dry throat.
She looked around.
She was lying in a hospital room—a private single room.
It was different from the place where she had briefly opened her eyes before.
Have I been moved to a regular ward? It feels… different from what I last remember.
How much time had passed since she arrived at the hospital?
She was wearing a patient gown. There was no collar around her neck.
She looked… normal.
For a brief moment, Lee Ah-young let her imagination run free.
Could everything that had happened with Kang Ju-hyeok have been nothing but a nightmare?
Could the false accusation of being a serial killer, the branding as livestock—could all of it have been an illusion?
But her newly sharpened mind coldly informed her that none of it was imaginary.
She had been sent to the hospital after losing consciousness during the Clitoris Massage punishment Kang Ju-hyeok had inflicted on her.
No matter how much she wished it were a lie, those memories were painfully clear.
“Haa…”
For a fleeting second she missed the version of herself that had been happy in that fantasy.
If only the kidnapping had truly been a dream… how wonderful that would be.
But such hopeful delusions would not help her face reality.
She had to confront the truth and become stronger.
Where was this place?
A hospital? Or was she still somewhere inside that man’s building?
She examined her surroundings carefully.
An IV drip was inserted into her arm. The clean, modern design of the room. The style of the patient gown.
“AK Hospital…?”
The logo printed on the wall and the name stitched onto her gown confirmed it.
AK Hospital was one of Seoul’s larger general hospitals.
How…? Why am I here?
This place was clearly not part of that man’s facility.
The AK Hospital branding was everywhere, and if this were one of his buildings, there was no way she would be dressed so normally.
It was completely unexpected.
She had been punished, yet here she was receiving treatment in a real hospital. Not only that, but in a prestigious general hospital.
She was officially Special Livestock. A woman framed for serial murder.
Yet here she lay in the most expensive private room of a major hospital. None of it made sense.
Of course it was good for her, but the contrast with everything she had suffered until now left her reeling.
What on earth was Kang Ju-hyeok thinking, sending her here?
Ah-young sank back into the soft bed she hadn’t felt in so long.
At least she had escaped that man for now. She would rest while she could.
She was no longer simply Lee Ah-young the woman. She was Lee Ah-young, Special Livestock.
A bed like this was not something she should take for granted. This was an impossibly rare stroke of luck.
…I’m happy.
The texture of clean sheets and proper clothing—things she had once considered ordinary—now felt impossibly precious.
Even though she had been sleeping for so long, sleep began to pull at her again.
She didn’t want to return to that monster Kang Ju-hyeok.
She wanted to sleep properly dressed, covered by a blanket.
Things every human took for granted had been stolen from her. She had been forced to sleep naked, curled up like a dog.
But in this moment, she had all of those things back.
Soft bedding. Decent clothing—even if it was only a hospital gown.
It felt warm. It felt… happy.
Was this what it felt like to live like a normal person?
I want to go back…
She wanted to return to being an ordinary person.
“Hic…”
It was pathetic that she now experienced such basic privileges as if they were luxuries.
To think that wearing clothes and lying in a bed could feel so special…
She had become a woman who now considered nakedness normal.
How had Lee Ah-young fallen so far?
Knock, knock, knock!
The door opened with a clatter.
Two female nurses entered the room and walked toward her.
They seemed unaware that she had woken up.
“See? I told you it was hilarious.”
One of the nurses whispered in a low voice. Ah-young heard everything.
She quickly closed her eyes.
Of course. They must know I’m livestock.
The single sentence filled her with fear.
She assumed the nurses had seen the humiliating “lush pubic bush” tattoo on her buttock, or the Brand of Livestock, and were laughing at her.
A victim mentality and shattered self-esteem—things that had never existed in her before—now flooded her mind.
Yet from her perspective, such terror was perfectly natural.
She had no idea how these women would treat Special Livestock Lee Ah-young. The uncertainty terrified her.
She was not a normal patient.
A piece of livestock had been admitted to an ordinary general hospital.
All of this fear was inevitable.
So she decided to hide the fact that she was awake.
It would be better to greet them while pretending to remain unconscious.
She relaxed her body, closed her eyes, and feigned sleep.
“Lee Ah-young! Lee Ah-young?”
The nurse kept calling her name, checking whether she had regained consciousness.
Ah-young ignored them, lying perfectly still like a corpse.
If these nurses treated her like livestock the way the others had, she didn’t think she could bear it.
So she escaped into the pretense of sleep.
“She still hasn’t woken up.”
“Yeah. I heard it’s been quite a while.”
Swish!
Hup!
She was pretending to sleep. She had to stay still.
But the nurses grabbed the waistband of her hospital pants and began pulling them down.
Ah-young forced her body to remain limp.
It was humiliating, but she had to endure it. She must not wake up. She had to make them believe that.
“Anyway, this patient’s already famous. Her face is gorgeous, but she’s a total pervert. Haha! Look at this!”
“What? What is it?”
The nurses giggled between themselves.
Even as her pants were stripped away, Ah-young kept her eyes closed and offered no resistance.
She had no idea what they were planning, but every nerve focused on the pants sliding down her legs.
Why… why are they taking them off?!
She tried to console herself with the fact that they were also women and simply endured.
Her hospital pants were pulled down to her ankles. Then her newly issued panties were dragged down as well.
“Pfft!”
“Right? Hehehe!”
“The… the hair… pffft!”
They had bared her lower body and were laughing at her.
Shame pierced every inch of Ah-young’s body.
But she endured the humiliation and continued pretending to sleep.
She had no choice.
“Anyway, let’s apply the medicine while we look. Hehe…”
“Her clitoris… why is it so big? It looks abnormal…”
“They say she was masturbating by rubbing it, went way too hard, passed out, and got brought here.”
“What? Seriously? How hard was she going? She’s actually insane. A pervert… some kind of sexual deviant?”
“No, look at the hair first! That’s the funniest part!”
“Pfft! But why did she shave it like that? It’s like a highway cut straight through the bush… Hahaha. Oh, sorry, Miss Lee Ah-young… Good thing you’re asleep… Whoops!”
What… what are they…?
Listening to their conversation, Ah-young began to burn with unbearable shame.
What exactly had they been told that made them speak like this?
What had Kang Ju-hyeok said when he admitted her…?
Did they think she was a pervert who had masturbated herself into unconsciousness?
She suddenly remembered that her pubic hair had been shaved into a “highway” pattern.
K-Kang Ju-hyeok… you fucking… fucking bastard!
Humiliation and degradation tore through her.
These women were staring at her perversely shaved pussy hair, and every word they spoke dragged her deeper into the dirt.
She thought she would lose her mind.
Rip!
The sound of medical tape being pulled from its roll echoed.
“Can you hold both sides of her labia and spread them?”
“First we need to open her legs wider, right?”
“Yeah. Spread them like a diamond shape.”
“Ugh… there!”
The nurses lifted and repositioned Ah-young’s legs.
Her thighs were spread while she lay on her back. Then her feet were pressed together sole-to-sole.
“That should be good. Now spread her pussy.”
One nurse grabbed Ah-young’s outer labia and pulled them wide apart.
Schlick. ❤️
Her pussy opened completely, exposing every soft, wet fold to the nurses’ eyes.
Despite no direct stimulation, sticky strands of arousal stretched from her opening.
“…Is she wet?”
“Yeah. She always is. It’s normal for this patient. Hold on, I’ll tape it.”
“She’s sleeping and still this wet…?”
I’m… wet?
The word “wet” and the sensation of her pussy being spread made Ah-young realize it herself.
The nurse began applying adhesive tape to keep her spread open.
Rip.
Stick.
Rip.
Stick.
Tape was affixed to hold her labia and the skin of her inner thighs and groin, keeping everything stretched wide.
Her pussy was now fixed in a completely exposed state. Six separate pieces of tape—on both upper sides, the middle, and the lower parts—held her open.
Her soft pink inner folds were now permanently displayed, stretched to their limit.
“There. All taped. Now we just need to secure her legs.”
“Why the legs?”
“The medicine needs to absorb, so she has to stay spread. We can’t have her close them in her sleep.”
“Ah, so we have to tie her legs too?”
The nurses raised the side rails of the hospital bed.
Using straps, they bound her knees to the rails and tied her joined feet in place.
Lee Ah-young now lay with her legs forced into a wide O-shape, soles pressed together, completely immobilized.
Her pussy, held obscenely open by the tape, was also fixed in place.
Her outer lips were pulled apart, the tape securing them so that every secret inch of her was visible.
The two nurses stared at the fully exposed female genitals before them.
“Wow… I did it myself, but this position seems way too cruel for a female patient…”
“…It does feel a little pitiful, doesn’t it?”
“Pitiful? If she wakes up like this she might actually kill herself.”
“…We don’t have a choice. Her clitoris is completely ruined. We have to treat it first.”
After their conversation ended, one nurse pulled on a glove.
She squeezed a sticky ointment onto her fingers.
Squish.
The nurse’s finger touched Ah-young’s clitoris.
Cold, slippery ointment was applied directly to the sensitive nub.
Ah!
The nurses had come to apply medicine to her clitoris.
Yet even after all this time, Ah-young’s clitoris remained unbearably sensitive.
Her whole body tensed at the mere touch.
It was only ointment, but pleasure flooded her instantly.
“Mmph!”
A tiny moan escaped her.
Ah-young began to worry they would realize she was awake.
But—
“See? Every time we touch her clit her body reacts. This patient is a total pervert.”
“Wow, she’s feeling it even in her sleep?”
“I told you! Last time when we applied the medicine, she squirted all over Dr. Ju-ho.”
“What?! Hahaha! That’s hilarious! So what’s with the landing-strip shave?”
The two nurses still had no idea she was conscious.
But a far greater humiliation began to devour Ah-young.
Her face grew burning hot.
No! It’s not true! It’s not!
“Who knows? Maybe she did it to show off. Who waxes like that? Hehehe!”
“And the way she masturbated her clit… Look, she shaved everything below but deliberately left the top.”
“Kyahaha! Isn’t it funny? I mean, a beautiful woman like this…”
The nurse’s fingers kept stroking and rubbing her clitoris.
With every small movement, Ah-young’s spread inner folds twitched and fluttered visibly.
She herself could feel the obscene spasms.
They’re… they’re watching… I have to endure… please… please!
Her flushed face was now red enough to be noticeable even with her eyes closed.
“Her pussy is actually really pretty, but the clit is too big. A flaw in an otherwise perfect jewel.”
“Watch. Every time we touch her clit, all these spread parts twitch like crazy.”
“Whoa, you’re right. That’s kind of fun. Hehe…”
The nurses continued diligently massaging the ointment into every surface of her clitoris.
The wet, slippery sounds of ointment and sensitive flesh filled the room.
Schlick! Schlick!
“Okay, next one.”
It wasn’t just one ointment.
The nurses applied a series of liquids and creams to her clitoris in sequence.
Nngh! Nngh! Nngh!
She fought to hold back the moans that the stimulation forced from her throat.
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
“You have to spread it evenly, all over!”
“Yes, yes! Since it’s so big, the texture’s actually pretty nice, right?”
“I think that every day. It’s secretly fun to touch, isn’t it?”
“Kyaha! You pervert!”
Ah-young was battling extreme humiliation.
No matter that they were female nurses, the shame of having her pussy taped wide open while they played with her clitoris was unbearable.
The degrading tone of their conversation only deepened the psychological torture.
Yet what tormented her most was not their words.
It was the sensation itself.
Her still-hypersensitive clitoris sent wave after wave of pleasure crashing through her body.
Nnnnnnghhhhhh!
“Huh? Hey, something white is coming out of her pussy.”
“Ugh, even though the patient is unconscious… she’s feeling it from our touch.”
“Wow… If it were me I’d die of embarrassment… but she’s getting off on it. Still, what if she wakes up…?”
“She won’t know! Sigh. Everyone in our ward already knows her as Big Clit and Highway Bush.”
While her clitoris was being fondled, the words hammered into Ah-young’s mind like blows.
Everything they said was pure degradation, dragging her to rock bottom.
The entire ward called her “Big Clit” and “Highway Bush”?
The humiliation was so intense she wanted to die.
But there was something that tormented her even more.
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
The nurse’s fingers inevitably kneaded and rubbed her clitoris while applying the medicine.
Enduring that touch was almost impossible.
Tragically, despite the degrading situation, Lee Ah-young was completely enslaved by pleasure.
“This is the last one~”
“What should we eat tonight?”
“I don’t know. Let’s finish first.”
The nurses continued applying the final ointment, massaging it thoroughly into her clitoris.
Schlick! Schlick!
The touch came again.
“Mmph!”
Nnnnnnnnghhhhhh! Please, stop! Please, please, please!
Ah-young had reached her limit.
Her clitoris was far too sensitive.
She had tried desperately to hold back the pleasure, but in the end she could not.
Squirt! Splurt!
Shuuu! Shuuu!
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
Like a water pistol, clear girl-cum sprayed from her pussy straight at the nurses.
“Kyaaaaah! We’re soaked! You crazy bitch!”
“What a fucking perverted slut… squirting during treatment…”
Ah-young’s face burned crimson with humiliation.
Overwhelming shame and degradation completely dominated her.
I’m sorry… I’m sorry… but… I’m going insane… this… this can’t be happening…
After forcing herself to endure the pleasure and then squirting, the lingering ecstasy made her tremble violently even with her eyes closed.
Even after the initial gush, her pussy continued leaking arousal in messy strands.
The nurses cursed as they wiped the fluid away with tissues.
“Ugh! Seriously… if she weren’t a patient I’d take a picture and post her as a total freak online!”
“Yeah, that would end her life. Pffft!”
“Whatever. Let’s finish up and go. I thought she only did this with men around…”
Parts of the nurses’ uniforms were now wet with Ah-young’s squirt.
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
They applied more ointment to her clitoris.
“Mmph!”
Ah-young moaned, but they ignored it.
“She already came once, so she should be fine now, right?”
Ah-young fought with everything she had to hold back another release.
The pleasure in her clitoris never stopped.
When the final “clitoral treatment” ended, the nurses looked down at her with open contempt.
“Ugh, what a disgusting pervert…”
They no longer felt any pity for her widely spread, soft pink pussy.
Hic… hic…
“Ugh, she’s all wet again. So annoying.”
“We’ll wait for the medicine to absorb, then come back in three hours to remove the tape and dress her.”
“Wow~ Now I see why the rumors spread. She squirted on Dr. Ju-ho like this too?”
“Yep, exactly… … … …”
They’re going to leave me like this… for three hours?
Clatter!
Bang!
The door closed. The nurses’ footsteps faded.
And Lee Ah-young was left marinating in unbearable humiliation and shame.
Her chest heaved.
“Huuuugh… huuuuugh… huaaaaaaaaaaaaang!”
She burst into tears.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!”
Her sorrowful, shame-filled sobs echoed loudly through the hospital room.
Even as she cried, her spread legs and obscenely displayed pussy remained completely immobilized.
She wept helplessly with her sex fully exposed.
Even after escaping Kang Ju-hyeok’s hands, Lee Ah-young remained utterly miserable.
Tragically… she was still nothing but a pitiful woman.