Special Livestock Communicates Through the Anus
Morning had arrived.
The warm sunlight bathed Ah-young’s body, and the bright light only enhanced her appearance. Her expressionless, snow-white face remained beautiful, yet her anxiety was clearly visible beneath it.
“Haa…”
Yesterday had felt like an endlessly long day. It was still the weekend—probably Sunday morning. At least today wasn’t one of those dreadful ordinary days. She didn’t have to go to the office. She wouldn’t have to feel those gazes directed at her naked body…
“Haa…”
Ah-young let out an endless sigh. The throbbing between her legs and the soreness throughout her muscles reminded her that yesterday had been no dream. The lingering sensation from deep inside her vagina to its outer folds still remained. Thankfully her body wasn’t in pain, but an uncomfortable, intense afterglow of sex lingered in the muscles and skin around her sex.
‘Why on earth… did I get aroused…?’
Ah-young cursed Kang Ju-hyeok. She hated the man who had kidnapped her and kept breaking her down without end. Yet she had become aroused at his touch. She had climaxed wildly on his cock.
“Lee Ah-young… you crazy bitch…”
She regretted what had happened yesterday. She didn’t want to remember it. The shameful display she had shown him made humiliation flood her entire body just thinking about it.
“I was… already wet before he applied the aphrodisiac…?”
That couldn’t be true. It was impossible. Kang Ju-hyeok had lied. It had to be a lie. That devil had smeared aphrodisiac on her vagina and injected estrus agent into her clitoris. She had only gotten aroused because of that. She absolutely had not become wet first.
‘Clitoris…’
Sitting on the bed, Ah-young drew her legs together and spread her thighs, carefully looking down between them. A small part of her body protruded through the light pubic hair. Her clitoris was still flushed and slightly swollen compared to its usual size, as if begging to be touched.
The sex with Kang Ju-hyeok was over, but the injected estrus agent continued to torment her clitoris. If she touched that heated little nub, rubbed it frantically, flicked it with her fingers… it would surely feel incredible. Even a little stimulation might turn her mind white and send her body soaring with pleasure.
Because of this swollen clitoris, sexual desire kept rising. Memories of yesterday’s sex kept returning.
‘…I want to… touch it…’
She wanted to touch it, but forced herself to hold back. She would never touch it. She would never masturbate alone. She was not livestock Lee Ah-young—she was human Lee Ah-young. She wanted to preserve her pride. No matter how naked she still was, no matter how her room contained not a single piece of clothing, if she masturbated here she would feel far too pathetic. She had already been kidnapped and humiliated naked; she could not become a pervert who masturbated on her own.
…Once she started, she would surely be unable to stop. She already knew the effects of this estrus agent all too well. The urge to masturbate kept welling up. This feeling… she had experienced it before. When was it…? Anyway, her clitoris had definitely been injected with estrus agent before. During sex, Kang Ju-hyeok had suddenly injected it. She forced herself to endure its effects. …It was a little more bearable than before. Had the agent been weaker this time? Or had her body developed resistance? Or… had her will grown stronger?
The desire to rub her clitoris still surged, but she endured to the end. If she couldn’t overcome this sexual desire, if she couldn’t overcome the drug’s effects, she felt she would truly become a lust-crazed piece of livestock.
She endured. She overcame. Because she was not livestock. Because she was a woman with humanity. …This level of sexual desire, she could endure.
…Today was Sunday. It would probably be a day of rest all day… yet she had to fight this sexual desire the entire time. Rest might not feel like rest at all.
—
The weekend ended. Monday morning, one day later. The training room.
Lee Ah-young was still naked while Kang Ju-hyeok sat comfortably in his chair. The training room looked exactly the same as usual. Kang Ju-hyeok had clearly said that starting this week, daily life would be a little different. Yet it was the same. No—on the contrary, the shame had returned even greater.
The brief taste of the ordinary outside world. The weekend “date,” which might have been a kind of “vacation,” had instead made Ah-young feel the gap with reality all the more keenly throughout her body.
…Her voice, which usually rang out loudly, was strangely absent today.
“Hee… hee… hee…”
“Good. This is the posture Lee Ah-young uses to communicate during training. We will now practice the various ‘words’ you just learned until you master them.”
“Y-yes, I underst—”
“Lee Ah-young. Please answer according to your training. Since this is the first time, I will overlook it.”
Kang Ju-hyeok’s eyebrows twitched. The devil was warning her. A chill ran down the spine of her snow-white naked body, and Ah-young’s lips pressed tightly together.
“Answer again, Lee Ah-young.”
“…”
Ah-young did not answer. She said nothing to Kang Ju-hyeok’s words. No matter what, livestock must never ignore their master’s words. If she ignored Kang Ju-hyeok, she might be punished. Yet she remained silent.
Instead, her body moved quietly. She thrust her hips toward where he sat. Standing with legs awkwardly spread, she brought her hands to her buttocks. Then she grabbed her own buttocks and spread them wide, presenting her anus fully to Kang Ju-hyeok.
“Huu, huuup…”
With a breath full of pain, Ah-young’s “strange behavior” began.
Thuuuud!❤️
Thuuuud!❤️
Ah-young squeezed her eyes shut and pushed with her anus. As she strained, her anus spread outward and opened wide. The sphincter expanded and relaxed, the anal wrinkles spreading broadly outward. The inside of that shameful body part moved as if protruding outward. In other words, her anus was pulsing.
Ah-young’s face flushed bright red. Shame bloomed madly across her entire body. Her lips remained tightly closed, and only her anus kept pulsing.
“Excellent. From now on, during training sessions, all answers must be given this way.”
Thuuuud!❤️
Thuuuud!❤️
Her naked body remained motionless. Ah-young still said nothing. Instead, she pulsed her anus again. Ah-young had her back to Kang Ju-hyeok. Instead of her face, she presented her buttocks to him. On Ah-young’s face, invisible to Kang Ju-hyeok, tremendous humiliation welled up.
Special Livestock Training Manual
<Communication Posture>
Stand with legs spread wide, knees slightly bent outward. The legs must be spread in an “awkward” posture—literally “half-crouched”—to maximize the livestock’s shame. The leg position must remain “ambiguously” spread. Thrust the hips as far as possible toward the conversation partner with the awkwardly spread and bent legs. Place both hands on the buttocks and spread them wide so the anus opens to its maximum. The anus must be fully spread so the entire opening is clearly visible to the conversation partner.
The livestock conveys the desired answer by straining and pulsing the anus. The person speaking with the livestock observes the contraction and expansion of the sphincter and closely watches the movement of the anal wrinkles. Inform the livestock that you are staring directly at her anus and the genitals below it. Continue the conversation by giving evaluations of the pulsing anus and humiliating remarks to the livestock.
The <Anal Communication Method> is a means of communication through the livestock’s most embarrassing and private part. By exposing the anus, the livestock becomes aware of her own position and provides entertainment to ordinary people. For more details on anal communication, refer to the following pages. For vaginal communication methods, see page XX.
Correct Posture of Special Livestock: Part of the Communication Method.
Ah-young stood with legs awkwardly spread, thrusting her buttocks toward Kang Ju-hyeok. The literally “ambiguous” state of her legs brought her tremendous humiliation. Moreover, she herself held her buttocks open as wide as possible. Between them was Ah-young’s clean anus, a pinkish light-brown color. That asshole was, absurdly enough, completely spread wide open. Below it, her vagina was exposed facing downward, and because her buttocks were spread so wide, her vagina had also opened somewhat on its own. Her clitoris, still injected with estrus agent, remained flushed and swollen, exposed to the air. As time passed it had somewhat returned to normal, but it was still heated. Between her buttocks, that shameful body part was fully exposed—nothing was hidden.
Ah-young kept straining her anus. Kang Ju-hyeok watched that pulsing anus in full. She could not speak. From now on, during training, Ah-young must never open her mouth. Her anus had become her tongue and lips. …It was far too horrifying. From the moment she received instruction on this training posture in the training room, Ah-young had continued to taste this terrible humiliation. The cruelest part was that, starting from this moment when she learned the training, every time she received training from now on, she would have to answer this way… with her anus. This training would not end today. This humiliating way of speaking—no, it was ridiculous to even call it a way of speaking—meant she would have to continue this terribly shameful movement of her asshole from now on. Ah-young’s heart was soaked in shame and humiliation. Yet she could not even express that pain. Now even saying she was having a hard time had to be expressed by pulsing her anus. …She felt like she would go mad.
‘I, I want to die. This… this… what on earth…’
She strained her anus, making it pulse. Using that pulsing anus, she answered. Communicating by pulsing her anus…? Whose idea could this possibly have been…? She wanted to check the mind of whoever had devised such a posture. Kang Ju-hyeok probably knew Ah-young’s humiliated feelings. …Ah-young’s eyes were not directed at the devil. Instead, Ah-young’s asshole was looking at the man. The endlessly twitching, pulsing anus stared at… the devil. Kang Ju-hyeok’s expression looked quite satisfied. Smiling, Kang Ju-hyeok continued the training.
“Good. Then, <Understood!> ten times! Starting now!”
“…”
Ah-young quietly began straining her anus. She pushed long with her asshole, then relaxed. Then she pushed long again and relaxed. Two long pulses meant <Understood.>
‘L-long… twice…’
Thuuud!❤️
Thud!❤️
‘Ah, ah… m-mistake…’
Ah-young had momentarily relaxed her sphincter.
“Lee Ah-young, your answer was incorrect. <Understood> is two long pulses. …How many times will you make mistakes? Shall I show you what happens if you cannot answer properly?”
At Kang Ju-hyeok’s words, Ah-young quickly gave short pulses to her anus. She had to apologize as quickly as possible. …Of course, with her anus… Three consecutive pulses.
‘S-sorry… is… three… consecutive…’
Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️
Three short pulses meant <Sorry.> Ah-young’s eyes squeezed shut. It was all too obvious how she felt having to beg forgiveness through her anus. Kang Ju-hyeok smiled while watching the movement of her anus.
“Good. I will overlook it, so now do <Understood> twenty times. Begin.”
“…”
Ah-young said nothing. Instead, the light-brown wrinkled thing began pulsing this way and that.
Thuuuud!❤️
Thuuuud!❤️
Ah-young’s anus opened wide then contracted again. The anal wrinkles spread fully, the inside of the anus pushed outward, then contracted again. Two long pulses completed one <Understood.> Nineteen more remained. Ah-young’s humiliation had to continue. …Ah-young’s self-esteem… sank to the floor.
Thuuuud!❤️
Thuuuud!❤️
“Normally the duration of each pulse should also be consistent. Match the timing as much as possible.”
Ding!
The sound of video recording rang out from behind Ah-young’s buttocks. It meant Kang Ju-hyeok had begun recording Ah-young’s current state. Yet even hearing that sound, Ah-young could not resist. The devil was filming a woman’s anus. Knowing that her pulsing anus was being recorded, Ah-young still had to keep straining her sphincter. It was humiliating. Degrading. But… there was nothing she could do. She had no right to resist that man. If told to spread, she spread; if told to strip, she stripped—that was the current Lee Ah-young. Strength entered her entire body from the humiliation. Yet strength also entered the hands spreading her buttocks, making the gap between them open even wider. It didn’t seem Ah-young had done it on purpose. In the end, even that only increased her humiliation. Between them, the small twitching muscles moved little by little. The most embarrassing, most mortifying part had to be openly pulsed like this. Someone’s gaze watched that movement in full.
Thuuuud!❤️
Thuuuud!❤️
Ah-young’s sphincter worked hard. And this time—
Ding!
The recording-end sound rang out, signaling the video had finished.
“Good. The <Understood> you just did was perfect. Well done.”
Kang Ju-hyeok had “praised” her.
‘K-kuhup! P-praise… praise… he says… ha… haa…’
A pained moan burst from Ah-young’s heart. Outwardly she made no sound, but inside she was buried in endless pain. The shame that felt like madness pierced her entire body, yet there was no way to shake it off. She had to overcome it. No—she had to endure it. While Ah-young’s shame burned, her response to Kang Ju-hyeok’s “praise” began. Ah-young’s buttocks twitched left and right, then up and down.
Twitch! Twitch!
Shake! Shake!
The perfectly spread curve of her pelvis. The perfectly rounded line of her buttocks. The line of her legs starting from her thighs, full of sensuality. Above that, her slender waist. A vulgar movement completely unfitting for Lee Ah-young’s perfect body continued. Ah-young’s buttocks looked as if she were dancing. But the dance she performed was far too vulgar. Spreading her anus and shaking her buttocks was clearly a shameful act that should never be shown to anyone. What on earth was this vulgar act? And then—
Between the twitching buttocks, the clean wrinkled hole. Even more active movement began there.
Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️
Her anus began pulsing madly in succession. The expression for <Thank you, or I’m happy> required shaking her buttocks like mad and pulsing her anus as many times as she felt joy. The greater the joy, the larger and longer she had to shake her buttocks, and the greater the joy, the more and larger she had to pulse her anus. To express that the “trainer”—Kang Ju-hyeok’s—praise was “truly joyful and grateful,” she had to shake her buttocks endlessly and pulse her anus endlessly. …When a trainer or “ordinary person” praised livestock, it was not acceptable to feel only “a little” grateful or “a little” happy. Livestock occupied the lowest status and had to live with great gratitude toward everyone. If someone simply gave praise, she had to shake her buttocks like mad and pulse her anus. That was the purpose of this “expression of joy.” The happier she was, the longer she had to continue this endlessly vulgar, endlessly humiliating act. Now even praise had become a painful punishment for Ah-young. Shaking and thrusting her buttocks in all directions while straining her anus, she looked utterly miserable.
Twitch! Twitch! Shake! Shake!
Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️
While Ah-young’s “expression of joy” continued, Kang Ju-hyeok was looking at his smartphone. He wasn’t even watching her shameful display. Yet Ah-young kept “being happy.”
Twitch! Twitch! Shake! Shake!
Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️
After staring at his smartphone for a long time, Kang Ju-hyeok finally turned his gaze to Ah-young. Seeing her still-shaking buttocks, he smiled in amusement.
“Lee Ah-young… are you that happy?”
The pride remaining in Ah-young’s heart was being completely shattered, yet Kang Ju-hyeok merely chuckled. Ah-young, head bowed with her anus held wide open by her own hands, wore an expression of utter humiliation. Her lips were tightly bitten, the muscles of her face trembled, and tears were about to burst from her eyes. But Ah-young had to answer. She strained the sphincter she herself was holding wide open. …Damn it…
“…”
‘Sh-short once, long once… and… consecutively, twice… I have to… strain… Kuuuugh!’
Thud!❤️
Thuuuud!❤️
Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️
She had to think about how to perform the action herself and strain… only then could she give the correct answer. The anus and sphincter were not muscles humans used so frequently in daily life, so unless she accurately recalled the action, she could not make the correct “word.” One short, one long, two short pulses meant <Correct.>
“As expected, you are clever. That was <Correct.> Then what is <Incorrect>? From now on, if you make a mistake, I will punish you immediately.”
Ah-young’s back view. The owner of this snow-white naked body recalled the training content once more. ‘R-reverse it… Ah-young, you… memorized it well… s-so you can do it…’
Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️
Thuuuud!❤️
Thud!❤️
Two short, one long, one short pulse meant <Incorrect.>
“Bwahahaha! Lee Ah-young! Perfect! Applying what you learned right away! As expected!”
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
Kang Ju-hyeok laughed and clapped, offering “praise” Ah-young did not want at all. Once again… Ah-young had to be happy. There was no way she could be happy doing such a horrible thing. Yet she had to be happy. She had to be grateful. Ah-young’s anus kept pulsing throughout the training session. …And it would pulse every single day. Her heart… hurt more and more.
Twitch! Twitch! Shake! Shake!
Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️
Ah-young’s happy buttocks and anus repeated the movement endlessly. Even knowing someone was watching this act, she had to continue this vulgar behavior. The two brands and tattoos on her snow-white buttocks swayed left and right. Between them, the fully spread shameful hole also twitched endlessly.
“Bwahahaha! Seeing how happy you are makes me feel even better!”
Twitch! Twitch! Shake! Shake!
Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️ Thud!❤️
—
“Unless I give a separate order, you only need to communicate with your anus during ‘training sessions.’”
Ah-young suddenly made a gesture as if thrusting her buttocks toward Kang Ju-hyeok. “Right now, the training session has ended, Lee Ah-young.” Ah-young’s face trembled, and she turned her body again. Then she knelt before him once more. She had pulsed her anus hundreds of times right in front of this man’s eyes. While that humiliation still wrapped around her entire body… on top of that, shame surged again at the fact that she had tried to perform that shameful “communication” on her own, even though he hadn’t ordered it. She bowed her head deeply. She felt far too pathetic.
“I-I’m sorry… I-I tried to… pulse my… asshole… on my own again…”
Kang Ju-hyeok had forbidden Ah-young from using the word “anus.” Ah-young had to use the vulgar term “asshole” instead. Instead of “strain,” she had to use “pulse.” Ah-young’s self-esteem was falling without limit.
“If you wish, I can allow you to communicate with your anus even outside training sessions. But I don’t feel like doing that right now. You would still feel ashamed, wouldn’t you, Ah-young?”
“Y-yes… that’s right…”
“Communication is possible with the anus, and later with the vagina as well. For now, we will limit this communication method to training sessions only.”
“Yes, I… understand.”
‘Kuhk…’
Tears were about to burst from Ah-young’s eyes. She felt endlessly small for having learned this insanely vulgar act under the name of training. Moreover, hearing that she would eventually have to perform this horrible act “all the time,” despair began to surge madly on its own. Ah-young’s answer sounded considerably weaker than last week. The already hopeless situation only grew more hopeless. The man before her had, not long ago, cut steak and placed it on her plate. And now… Ah-young was… endlessly… pulsing her anus in front of that man. ‘I want to die…’
“This is an act for you to become aware of your own position. It is ‘natural,’ so do not be so disheartened.”
“Yes, th-thank you…”
‘Natural.’ Nothing was more horrifying than those words. …How on earth could this be… natural…? Kang Ju-hyeok smiled faintly. The devil’s hand approached and stroked Ah-young’s head. Stroke! Stroke! She felt as if she would have to shake her buttocks and pulse her anus again. She felt so pitiful for feeling as if she had to express <feeling good> with that vulgar movement again. Ah-young offered her thanks in her usual coquettish voice.
“Th-thank you! Th-thank you for… stroking Ah-young’s head!”
“Good.”
Silence followed for a while. Kang Ju-hyeok looked at his smartphone while Ah-young remained naked and kneeling. Through her shins touching the floor, coldness transferred to Ah-young’s body. Ah-young, still naked, had to feel the cold floor with her entire body. What Ah-young needed most was clothing. Even a single piece… she wanted to wear clothes so badly. ‘C-cold…’ The weather grew chillier by the day. Ah-young continued living naked, and the cold that matched that nakedness grew stronger with each passing day.
“Ahem.”
Kang Ju-hyeok cleared his throat and broke the cold silence. “Also, as I mentioned, starting today… daily life will change slightly.” Kang Ju-hyeok began speaking to Ah-young in a gentle voice. Ah-young quietly focused on his voice. ‘Changed daily life.’ She placed a little hope in those words. “First of all, starting today, you no longer need to live naked.”
Whoosh!
Ah-young’s face instantly lifted toward Kang Ju-hyeok. Her pupils, looking at him, began to tremble. “There aren’t many clothes prepared yet, but from now on… you may wear clothes. Today, wear that office outfit. And you no longer need to take it off.” Kang Ju-hyeok pointed to the “office outfit” placed in the training room. Ah-young followed his finger and looked at the hanger where the clothes hung. ‘…Those… clothes…?’ Every day, she had put on that “office outfit” as soon as morning training ended. And the moment she “commuted” to the office, she had taken it off. An absurd “office outfit” whose only purpose was to be worn on the way to work. It had been Ah-young’s only clothing, wearable for only about one minute. She had thought it was a tool deliberately created to stage the situation of stripping in the office… but now, even wearing that… did it mean she no longer had to take it off again…? Really…? The office outfit visible to Ah-young looked freshly laundered. …If she didn’t have to take it off, that outfit would suit Ah-young well—it was office wear. The combination of black and white, and the shoes. That level of clothing would be quite to Ah-young’s liking. “I will give you those clothes as the first gift. I will also return the pajamas I confiscated last time.” Something hopeful bloomed in Ah-young’s eyes. If she got her pajamas back too… that meant she no longer had to live naked in her room or in the office. “Th-thank you! Thank you so much! I-I’m really grateful!” Did that mean she no longer had to be naked in that office? Did that mean she no longer had to feel those humiliating gazes? Did that mean she no longer had to come down to the training room shivering from the cold? Ah-young’s heart began to beat rapidly. Was this what the man had meant by a different daily life? Was the naked life finally over? “Instead of ‘naked life,’ <Estrus Training> will begin.” Kang Ju-hyeok smiled faintly. Ah-young could not understand the words at once. Because she had never heard the term “Estrus Training” in her life. “It will probably be an extremely easy training for you, Ah-young.” Ah-young looked up at Kang Ju-hyeok’s face. Her intuition told her. That training would absolutely not be easy.