Breasts as Sandbags: The Ordinary Nude Life of Livestock
The early morning hours in Lee Ah-young's room.
Ting! Ting! Ting!
The smartphone Kang Ju-hyeok had given Lee Ah-young as a gift rang out.
Since its first use, the device had been completely cut off from the internet.
The date displayed on the smartphone was arbitrarily fixed and never changed.
Only the time remained accurate.
Kang Ju-hyeok had deliberately altered the settings to strip away Lee Ah-young's sense of time.
It could receive calls and messages, but the only function she could actually use was the alarm.
It was really more like a receiver...
Perhaps it was more accurate to call it a blue machine that only looked like the latest model on the outside.
"Ugh... ughuuuk..."
Lee Ah-young opened her eyes at the alarm.
Despair flooded her expression the moment she heard it.
For someone who had just woken up, the look on her face carried an extraordinary amount of torment.
"I don't waaaaaaaaaaaaant thiiiiiiiiiiiiis!"
She wailed at the top of her lungs and buried her head beneath the blanket.
Another morning had returned.
To Lee Ah-young, the morning alarm was a sound straight from hell.
Because her entire day was filled with nothing but despair.
The only stretch of time that could be called 'normal' was from evening after work until the alarm sounded the next morning.
"Ughuuuk... ughuuuuuuuk... ughuuuuuuuk..."
From the instant she woke to the alarm, Lee Ah-young's hell began.
The time she could live as a human being ended the moment that sound rang out.
From now on, she had to endure the hours of a livestock without any human rights.
She had only woken to a sound, yet Lee Ah-young sobbed in a heartbreaking voice.
Tears welled up the second she opened her eyes.
"Huuuuk... huuk..."
Even though she truly did not want to get up, she had no choice.
Without bothering to wipe the streaming tears, she flung off the blanket covering her body.
Her pure-white naked form was completely exposed.
From her large, beautiful breasts to her narrow waist, her hips, and the hair on her sex.
The moment the blanket was removed, every inch of Lee Ah-young's body had to face the open air of the world.
Except when 'commuting' to Kang Ju-hyeok, she had been ordered to wear absolutely nothing.
Whether sleeping, bathing, or stepping outside, Lee Ah-young was always required to remain completely bare.
"Ughuuk... ughuuuuuuuuk..."
Sobbing miserably, Lee Ah-young climbed down from the bed in her naked state.
She walked to the sink inside the room.
This was a space where one should normally wear shoes.
But with not a single pair of shoes or even one sock to her name, Lee Ah-young had to walk the room barefoot.
Her soles met the cold floor.
It was freezing.
Yet it felt familiar.
The fact that this daily life now felt familiar somehow seemed even stranger.
She turned on the faucet and looked into the mirror.
Shaaaaaaa!
The rush of water drowned out her sorrowful sobs.
Her reflection in the mirror.
She had stepped in front of it the moment she rose, and her naked body stared back.
A moment that forced her to recognize her position.
She had simply... stood at the sink...
Yet that single action made the woman named Lee Ah-young fully realize she was a naked livestock.
The woman in the mirror.
Even by her own standards, the face was breathtakingly beautiful.
It was her own face, yet it was genuinely lovely and captivating.
However...
The large, bare breasts beneath it were also reflected clearly.
Their size, their round shape, even the nipples... everything entered her sight.
Her breasts were every bit as beautiful and alluring as her face, yet...
She hated them completely.
Before becoming livestock, Lee Ah-young would have been proud of both her face and her chest.
But these large breasts that were always on display now served only to deepen her shame.
This chest that always had to remain exposed...
It swayed with every step, tormenting her.
Each time her heavy breasts jiggled, the sound of mocking laughter seemed to echo in her ears.
Everyone stared at Lee Ah-young's nipples and breasts.
Her chest was always exposed as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
She wanted to hide at least her nipples, but she could not cover them at all.
"Hwaaaaaaaaaaaang!"
Lee Ah-young, who had been staring blankly at her own breasts, finally burst into tears.
Shaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Her cry pierced through the sound of running water and leaked out of the room.
"Hwaaaaaaaaaaaang!"
Lee Ah-young's first task of the day was approaching.
She did not have much time, so she had to wash her face quickly and head to the education room.
To the devil who had turned her into this.
To the horrific education room where Kang Ju-hyeok waited.
Of course, she had to go there completely naked.
She had to step outside exactly as she was.
Calling it an 'outfit' felt absurd.
It simply meant she had to walk out naked...
For an ordinary woman, it was an act of pure despair.
Where in the world was there a more horrible order than being told to leave the room without a stitch of clothing?
Only Special Livestock—those who had committed the most heinous crimes—would ever be given such an instruction.
..The problem was that Lee Ah-young was precisely that Special Livestock.
Even for Special Livestock, the fact that they had to go outside naked was utterly devastating.
It was equally nightmarish for Lee Ah-young.
An order for a woman to walk around naked was something one could never grow accustomed to.
Though the naked routine had repeated day after day,
every single morning Lee Ah-young's heart suffered unbearable torment.
This state of total nudity could never... become familiar.
At the sink, she washed the tears from her face.
Even after splashing water on her pure-white skin, her beauty remained unchanged.
She dried her face with a towel,
and exactly as she was...
Lee Ah-young stepped outside.
She did not even have the right to apply lotion or skincare like ordinary women.
Her preparation for leaving the room.
For normal people that would include choosing and putting on clothes,
but for Lee Ah-young that entire process was simply omitted.
Without even shoes, she opened the door and walked out completely nude.
Waking up naked. Washing her face.
That was the entirety of her 'commute preparation.'
An empty hallway appeared before her eyes.
Cold air.
The weather had grown quite chilly for walking around naked, but
as livestock she had no right to wear clothing at will.
Lee Ah-young began to walk.
..Until she reached the education room, she at least tried to preserve what little dignity as a woman she had left.
She hugged her breasts with one arm, attempting to hide even her nipples.
Her other hand covered her pubic hair completely.
..Once she arrived at the education room... from the very moment she stepped inside...
even covering herself like this would no longer be permitted.
So even now... even for a single minute...
she tried to cover herself and feel embarrassed like an ordinary woman.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
The sound of her bare feet striking the hallway floor echoed.
Even the luxury of feeling shame was forbidden in the daily life of Special Livestock.
And so the ordinary daily life of this livestock named Lee Ah-young began.
The education room.
Kang Ju-hyeok sat comfortably in his usual spot.
And Lee Ah-young, still completely naked.
Their current postures clearly revealed the absolute difference in their positions.
Lee Ah-young was kneeling directly in front of Kang Ju-hyeok's chair.
"Miss Lee Ah-young... It has been quite some time since you began living naked. How do you find this lifestyle?"
Kang Ju-hyeok asked while looking at his smartphone, his face utterly expressionless.
A question delivered in the same tone every single morning.
Below him, the kneeling Lee Ah-young... was smiling.
Forcing a smile, pretending to be happy, Lee Ah-young.
She hid her trembling eyes as best she could and answered in a loud voice.
"Th-this livestock! The naked life is n-not... b-bad at all!"
After she spoke, silence fell for a moment.
Kang Ju-hyeok suddenly shifted his gaze downward.
The instant Lee Ah-young felt that stare, she continued with the words she had been unable to say.
"Ah, haha! This livestock loves the naked life so, so much! Th-this one... wants to live naked... for the rest of her life...!"
The answer Kang Ju-hyeok wanted finally spilled from Lee Ah-young's lips.
She knew it too.
She had to say it this way to satisfy him.
But because she did not want to utter the despairing words of wanting to live naked forever,
Lee Ah-young had hesitated once again.
Through her education she already knew the correct response to that question, yet...
because of the endless naked days and the unbearable agony they brought...
she kept omitting the phrase 'I want to live naked for the rest of my life.'
I... I should have just said it... ugh...
"...Very good. Stand up and dangle your breasts. It has been a while, so I would like to enjoy the feeling of a breast sandbag."
"U-uuu... Y-yes! Th-thank you! Lee Ah-young will stand!"
Lee Ah-young rose from her kneeling position.
Her trembling face was plain to see.
Standing, she bent at the waist.
As though bowing to Kang Ju-hyeok, she leaned her upper body forward.
Both arms moved behind her back,
right hand on her left waist, left hand on her right waist.
From behind, her arms formed an X.
Lee Ah-young bent her upper body slightly forward. Her breasts hung down under gravity.
The lower curves of her breasts, the soft flesh that had rested against her torso, now sagged heavily downward,
turning her huge, soft breasts into something that dangled in the air like a literal sandbag.
Head bowed so deeply that only the crown of her head faced Kang Ju-hyeok, Lee Ah-young shouted loudly.
"Lee Ah-young! Has dangled! Her breaaaasts! Dangling and swinging...!"
As she cried out the humiliating words, Lee Ah-young squeezed her eyes shut.
It was miserable enough to be forced to spit out such vulgar phrases,
but she also knew exactly what Kang Ju-hyeok would do next.
The purpose of this posture was punishment.
Lee Ah-young's heartbeat began to race.
I... I should have just given the right answer right away...
Kang Ju-hyeok had asked about her 'naked life' as if it were nothing, fully aware of how much she suffered.
And because her answer had not been the one he wanted, Lee Ah-young now had to endure this terror.
Kang Ju-hyeok gazed at the large, pure-white breasts dangling before him with clear pleasure.
It was only a tiny shift in his expression, almost invisible,
yet Lee Ah-young could now read his mood from even that subtle change.
The two heavy breasts hanging like pendulums.
At their lowest point, the pale pink nipples and areolas swayed pitifully.
Staring at them, Kang Ju-hyeok spoke in a low voice.
"...Very good. Your breasts seem slightly more pendulous than before... and the size somehow feels larger as well."
Squish!
"Hup!"
Kang Ju-hyeok seized her left breast in one hand as it dangled and swayed.
His palm perfectly covered her nipple and areola while his fingers squeezed the soft flesh.
The tender breast tissue deformed under his grip; the nipple area shriveled while the thick lower flesh swelled outward.
Knead! Knead!
Kang Ju-hyeok massaged the soft flesh of Lee Ah-young's breast with obvious enjoyment.
The delicate tissue constantly changed shape beneath his fingers.
Those soft fat deposits jiggled and shifted with every motion of his hand.
"Ughup... huuk..."
Head bowed low, eyes tightly shut, Lee Ah-young let out only the smallest breaths.
She felt the touch of his hand on her breast.
There was nothing gentle about it. Kang Ju-hyeok crushed and kneaded her chest with powerful force.
Though the flesh was soft, the area was extremely sensitive.
Sharp pain bloomed from her breasts.
Knead! Knead! Knead!
The soft, luxurious texture of her large breasts.
Kang Ju-hyeok's hand reveled in that sensation.
But for Lee Ah-young, having her breasts touched felt anything but pleasant.
The faint romantic feelings she had once held toward Kang Ju-hyeok seemed to have vanished completely.
All that remained in her heart toward him was pure fear.
"Ump... ump..."
Small moans escaped her.
They were moans of pain, not pleasure.
Knead! Knead! Knead!
Her breasts were mercilessly mauled.
The large breasts hanging as if suspended in mid-air created an intensely erotic sight.
"Miss Ah-young's breasts are truly... soft. This texture... I could praise it every single day and still feel it was not enough."
"Th-thank yooooouuu! Th-thank youuuuu... huuk! Th-thank... haap! Huuuuk! Thank you so muuuuuch!"
Lee Ah-young tried to offer her 'words of gratitude.'
But each time she began to speak, Kang Ju-hyeok deliberately squeezed her breast with brutal force.
The pain kept cutting off her words, turning her expression of thanks into an endless, broken repetition.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Kang Ju-hyeok's mouth.
"Th-thank you! For praising Lee Ah-young's breasts! Thank you so muuuuuch!"
The breasts being crushed beneath his grip.
Overcoming the pain, Lee Ah-young finally managed to complete her thanks properly.
"While I am very fond of your breasts, you failed to answer correctly... so you must receive appropriate correction. It pains me to do this, Miss Lee Ah-young."
"Hu, huup... Y-yes! S-sorryyy! Huuuuuuaaaaaaaaaak!"
The soft breasts were twisted viciously in his hands.
Before she realized it, Kang Ju-hyeok had one hand on each of her dangling breasts.
He twisted them inward as if trying to press them together.
"Uuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaaahuuuk!"
Lee Ah-young screamed. Her body shook violently from the agony, yet
the 'breast-dangling posture' she had been taught remained perfectly fixed.
No matter what happened, Lee Ah-young maintained the posture she had been educated to hold.
Perhaps this was the result of the 'education' she received from Kang Ju-hyeok every morning.
She held the position through anything.
Kang Ju-hyeok released the twisted breasts.
They swung like a pendulum, dangling and trembling.
A pale red color spread across her entire chest as if the pink of her nipples had bled outward.
The soft flesh shook exactly like a real sandbag.
"S-sorry! I'm sorry!"
Lee Ah-young kept repeating her apologies.
The way her breasts hung only intensified her misery.
"Haa... Miss Lee Ah-young, by the way... are you aware that tomorrow is the weekend?"
The moment she heard those words, Lee Ah-young felt blood rush through her entire body.
It had been so long since she last kept track of what day it was.
She had been lost in days of naked suffering.
The torment had made her unaware of how time was passing.
A-already... it's the w-weekend...?
The weekend.
The only time Lee Ah-young looked forward to.
She still had to remain naked and receive education from Kang Ju-hyeok in this room, but
the office staff did not come in on weekends.
That meant she did not have to perform her 'naked duties.'
That was why Lee Ah-young endured this nightmare of a daily life while waiting only for the weekend.
In truth, being humiliated by the staff was far harder than Kang Ju-hyeok's education.
The horrible feeling of being abused by many people at once.
That feeling genuinely made Lee Ah-young want to die.
The endless sensation of falling that the woman named Lee Ah-young experienced.
The office, a space where only she was miserable, was cruel beyond words.
And at least on weekends she did not have to endure that horrible 'commute.'
A genuine smile briefly appeared on Lee Ah-young's face, which had been covered by a forced one.
But
only a few seconds after that smile formed, a scream of pain burst from her lips.
Kang Ju-hyeok's hand drew back,
then flew forward toward her breasts.
Slap!
"Kyaaaaaaaaak!"
Slap!
"Kup!"
Without a word, Kang Ju-hyeok began slapping her dangling breasts with his open palm.
The soft breasts hanging heavily truly felt like a sandbag.
Slap! Slap!
Kang Ju-hyeok struck her breasts from every angle—left, right, and from below.
Each time his palm connected, the impact traveled through her chest and made the flesh quiver violently.
"Kup! Kuk! Kuk! Kuuuuuk!"
Slap! Slap!
A woman's breasts are an extremely sensitive area.
Being struck there causes far more pain than a spanking on the buttocks.
Yet right now Lee Ah-young was being slapped across her breasts as if it were perfectly normal.
She was forcibly enduring that tremendous agony.
Slap! Slap!
Slaaaaaap!
"Kuk! Kuk! Kuk!"
Her breasts were filled with pain.
They flapped like flags being whipped by the wind.
Slap! Slap!
The breast flesh that had turned bright red throbbed with sharp pain.
Yet another palm strike layered fresh agony on top of the existing torment.
Slap!
"Kuk!"
She desperately held back the moans forced out by the pain.
Lee Ah-young's face, lips bitten tightly, had flushed as red as her breasts.
She had to endure the pain of the palms striking her chest.
She had to maintain this posture.
Strength flowed into the fingers gripping her waist.
She clutched her narrow waist tightly, trying to bear the pain.
Jiggle! Jiggle! Jiggle!
Shake! Shake! Shake!
The impacts were absorbed by her breasts, making them bounce wildly.
Kang Ju-hyeok watched the sight with clear satisfaction and continued swinging his hand.
Slap! Slap!
Lee Ah-young, struck dozens of times across her breasts.
Slaaaaaaaaap!
"Kuuuk!"
After delivering the final powerful smack, Kang Ju-hyeok leaned back in his chair once more.
Though the palm strikes had ended, the momentum kept her breast flesh swinging in every direction.
Gripping her waist tightly, lips bitten hard, Lee Ah-young endured the lingering pain.
But Kang Ju-hyeok did not give her time to recover.
"Then shall we begin today's education?"
At those words, Lee Ah-young immediately straightened her upper body.
"Yes, yeeees! Lee Ah-young will begin her education!"
Her face burned bright red,
both breasts marked with clear palm prints.
Even with the obvious traces of abuse still visible, Lee Ah-young smiled.
Her breasts still hurt and throbbed, yet she smiled.
"Lee Ah-yoooooung! Basic posture!"
Lee Ah-young assumed the basic posture.
Once again, her pussy was fully exposed before his eyes.
The familiar spread of her legs.
The familiar 'basic posture.'
Before she knew it, the basic posture had truly become Lee Ah-young's default stance.
Even now, without being ordered,
she had taken the basic posture on her own.
"The posture we will train today is... 'Clitoris Peeling.' Miss Lee Ah-young."
"Yes, yeeees! Cl-clitoris peeling posture!"
And so Kang Ju-hyeok taught her a new 'Special Livestock posture.'
Every single one of these postures was horribly humiliating.
"There are two variations. One is performed sitting with legs spread while peeling back the clitoral hood.
The other is performed standing and flipping the clitoris itself outward."
An education that defied common sense.
Yet for Lee Ah-young it was the most important lesson she had to listen to more carefully than any other.
........
Every morning, this 'education time' returned without fail.
There were no rest days.
Each morning Lee Ah-young was either taught a new posture
or trained to assume previously learned ones.
To her it had become an everyday scene,
but to any normal person it would have been unbearably obscene.
Lee Ah-young stood in a strange pose.
She was pulling the skin above her pussy upward with all her strength.
"Miss Lee Ah-young, pull your pussy higher. You must peel the clitoral hood completely open!"
"Yeeees! Cl-cli! Hood! Flipping oooooopen!"
Lee Ah-young pulled her clitoris upward and flipped the hood back.
The flesh that normally covered it was dragged upward.
The most sensitive, delicate part of her body was now completely exposed to the world.
The pure-white inner flesh of her clitoris.
This area was now breathing open air.
"...Well done. This is a posture you will perform frequently from now on. Do not forget it, Miss Ah-young."
"Yeeees! Understood!"
"Return to basic posture."
"Ah, Lee Ah-young assumes basic postureeee!"
"Sitting, open your clitoris."
"Ah, Lee Ah-young, sitting! Clitoris peeling!"
Plop!
Lee Ah-young sat her bare bottom on the floor and spread her legs.
Her hands moved between her thighs, grabbing and spreading her most private parts wide.
Her face was filled with shame, yet her smile never faltered.
Lee Ah-young's breasts continued to jiggle endlessly.
"...You have spread it very well. As expected, Miss Lee Ah-young is a model student."
"Thank youuuuu!"
When this miserable education session ended,
Lee Ah-young would have to 'commute' again.
She would put on the work outfit provided in the education room and head to the office,
only to remove it the moment she arrived.
After that, the same horrible cycle would repeat.
She would be abused while naked by the staff,
perform her meal show once more,
and have her buttocks beaten.
That was the ordinary daily life of the Special Livestock named Lee Ah-young.
From the moment she woke until the sun set, she endured humiliation while completely naked.
........
The education time continued.
Time passed, and soon today's session was drawing to a close.
Kang Ju-hyeok, still seated, spoke to Lee Ah-young who was panting heavily.
"We will end today's education here."
"Hek, hek... Yeeees! Thank you sincerely for educating Lee Ah-young once again today!"
"...Remain in that posture with your clitoris spread for a moment."
Lee Ah-young now held her clitoris open in a far more stable pose than before.
Her smiling face was still beautiful, but
the sight of her peeled-open clitoris was utterly vulgar.
And then,
to Lee Ah-young whose clitoris remained flipped outward, Kang Ju-hyeok spoke.
His attractive, low voice reached her.
"This weekend, I will be taking Miss Lee Ah-young to see a movie."
"Eh?"
Legs spread, clitoris peeled open, Lee Ah-young.
Words that were slightly different from her usual daily life,
special words, reached her.
Lee Ah-young's surprised expression.
Without answering, she stared blankly at Kang Ju-hyeok for a moment.
Of course, her hands remained exactly where they were, holding her pussy open.
"...Miss Lee Ah-young..."
"Ah, ah! Yes! I, I understand! Going... to watch a movie... with me..."
Lee Ah-young's voice could not hide her confusion.
Kang Ju-hyeok let out a long sigh.
"Huu..."
"Th-thank you!"
"Miss Lee Ah-young, dangle your breasts."
"Yes, yes! Lee Ah-young! Will dangle her breasts ooooo!"
Inside the tightly sealed education room,
the sound of flesh being struck rang out once again.
Slap!
"Ugh!"
Slap!
Slap!
Slap!
"Kuhuuuuk!"
When this time ended, Lee Ah-young would commute to the office.
Today everyone would see her bright-red, beaten breasts.
Current Weekday Schedule for Lee Ah-young
09:00 Education
11:00 Commute
15:00 Mealtime (Meal Show)
18:00 ~ 19:00 Quitting Time