The Three Vows of Livestock
The cool breeze brushed across her skin. The refreshing chill that signaled the end of summer and the quiet approach of autumn. It didn’t feel bad at all.
“Haaa…”
Lee Ah-young stood atop a grassy hill, savoring the refreshing wind. She felt happy.
Then, without warning, goosebumps erupted across her entire body. She looked down at herself.
…She was completely naked.
A wave of pure horror crashed over her. And then—
Crackle—crackle—crackle—
“Kyaaaaaah!”
“Huuuuurk!”
A woman screamed as she bolted upright. The moment she sat up, her hands flew to her throat, gasping desperately for air.
“Huuu… huuu… huuuu…”
That was a dream, right? But… what was that? Where… where am I?
In that instant, she couldn’t remember anything. The only thing left in her mind was a rapid succession of flashing images—like the life review people supposedly experienced right before death. Her entire life had flickered past her eyes in a single moment.
Other memories remained too. The overwhelming pain that had struck her body. The certainty that she had died.
She tried to steady her mind. Closing her eyes, she slowly drew in a breath, then let it out.
“Huuu…”
When she opened her eyes and looked around, everything came rushing back in a single instant.
She had been kidnapped. Branded with the Brand of Livestock. Tattooed. And in the courtroom… she had been sentenced as Special Livestock.
She had tasted the most horrific pain she had ever felt in her life.
…And the place she had opened her eyes to was here.
“Ah…”
As her mind cleared and the memories returned one by one, her head began to throb. The pain was unbearable. She closed her eyes again.
To survive, she needed to regain control of her thoughts. She didn’t want to come that close to death ever again.
She told herself: I can do this.
I am perfect. I am radiant. I am smart, beautiful, blessed with an incredible body, and rich. I am not a serial killer. Everything was a false accusation. All I have to do is clear my name.
Three years. Yes, in three years, all of this suffering would end.
She was Lee Ah-young. She was the kind of woman who succeeded at everything she set her mind to.
This self-affirmation made her heart feel a little lighter. She must never forget it. She would clear her name and return to her rightful world. She would shine once more.
Only then did Ah-young finally take in her surroundings. In truth, she had already known where she was—the one place she had desperately hoped never to return to.
A heavy collar was locked around her neck, connected by a thick chain to a stake driven into the ground. She had woken up lying in the open courtyard in front of the building.
At least she was dressed—for now. She wore a full orange prison uniform, both top and bottom.
She had anticipated she might be sent back here. But she had never imagined she would return already collared like this.
She had declared her willingness to become Special Livestock, just as that man had demanded. She had fulfilled her part of their contract. All that remained was for him to keep his promise.
From now on, her only task was to endure three years of this unjust torment.
Special Livestock.
Now, she was Special Livestock. The word “livestock” used to describe her felt utterly horrifying. She hated it more than anything.
And just what was Special Livestock, anyway? Why had everyone in the courtroom been whispering so frantically?
…She had to set those despairing thoughts aside. What she needed now were hopeful ones.
—
How much time had passed?
The man—the devil—opened the door of the building and stepped outside. When he saw Ah-young sitting on the ground with the collar around her neck, a gentle smile spread across his face.
“Nice to see you again, Ah-young.”
The moment she saw that smile, goosebumps exploded across her entire body. A chill ran down her spine as pure terror seized her mind.
“…”
Ah-young froze the instant she saw him. The humiliation and despair she had felt for the first time in her life—the man who had made her feel those things. The terror of him was now permanently etched into every cell of her body.
“…Hic!”
“Congratulations on becoming Special Livestock, Lee Ah-young.”
The man walked toward her. Still seated on the ground, Ah-young scrambled backward, dragging her buttocks across the dirt in a desperate attempt to flee.
“Ah-young… I’m sorry, but seeing you in clothes like that is quite uncomfortable for me.”
She crawled as far as she could, but—
Clank!
The chain attached to her collar jerked her to a painful halt.
“Take off everything you’re wearing right now and stand at attention in front of me. You know what will happen if you don’t, don’t you? It pains me the most to have to shock you.”
He smiled again. Ah-young’s whole body began to tremble violently. Terror swallowed her whole.
Hopeful thoughts? The vows she had made to herself? They all vanished in an instant the moment she faced him. The fear that had been branded into her flesh through humiliation was far stronger than the fragile mind of Lee Ah-young.
“…Hic… Hic…!”
She was completely frozen. Even after hearing his command, she couldn’t move a muscle—she could only shake.
The man casually stroked his watch.
Crackle—crackle—crackle—
“Kyaaaaaah!”
Ah-young’s back arched violently into the air. Once again, excruciating electric pain engulfed her entire body. She convulsed wildly as fresh tears flooded her eyes.
When the brief but intense agony finally stopped, she collapsed onto the ground, utterly spent.
Even while lying there, she tried to think of a way to escape, but nothing came to mind. In truth, no such way existed.
“Sigh… Lee Ah-young.”
With trembling limbs, she forced herself to stand. Her entire body shook. Her lips quivered. Her eyes trembled. Still, she rose.
Then she began to remove the clothes she was wearing.
She unbuttoned the orange top and slipped it off. Once again, her massive breasts were exposed to the open air. Large… white… beautiful breasts. Yet somehow they looked utterly pitiful.
She removed her pants as well. Her bare legs came into view, followed by the jet-black pubic hair and the light-brown slit of her pussy.
Why… why did she have to keep stripping naked outside, in front of other people? Why did it always have to be her?
Without a word, Ah-young assumed the position of attention. Her large, slightly drooping breasts and the shameful area between her legs were now fully displayed before the man. She hung her head low, her face twisted in terror.
Once again, she had fallen into the pit of humiliation. The dog collar around her neck and the heavy chain only amplified her shame.
When she stood completely naked at attention, the man spoke.
1. Obey all citizens’ commands.
2. Accept not being treated as a human.
3. Never refuse anything.
“I am the instructor in charge of your management and training, Lee Ah-young! From now on, I will be with you for the rest of your life. I look forward to working with you!”
“Hic!”
Without any warning, tears began streaming down Ah-young’s face. They weren’t tears of sadness or anger—they were tears born purely from terror. Why was she so afraid of him? She had kept telling herself that this man was her last remaining hope…
“Ah-young? Why are you crying? Please don’t worry. I will keep my promise to clear your name in three years.”
“Huuu… huu… hic…”
She tried desperately to hold back her sobs, but the tears would not stop. She had made a vow before he arrived. She had sworn she would endure…
Yet here she was again, standing completely naked in front of him.
Lee Ah-young was fragile. Far too fragile to face this humiliation with dignity.
“…Stop crying and answer me.”
The man spoke in a low voice, as if quietly scolding her.
“…Hic… Y-yes… I understand.”
“Good. Then, starting now, recite the three vows that every Special Livestock must always remember.”
…The words were still burned into her mind. The laminated paper he had given her. The three sentences written on it. She hadn’t wanted to memorize them, but she had forced herself to do so in order to cling to the hope of “three years.”
Ah-young had always had an excellent memory. Those sentences were still perfectly intact inside her head.
“…Huuu… First… First. Special Livestock… obeys… all citizens’ commands.”
“Oh, you remembered. I was going to punish you if you’d forgotten. What a shame.”
“Second… Special Livestock… is not treated as a person. Third… Special Livestock… cannot… refuse… anything.”
“Very good. From now on, these three vows are what you must always keep in mind, Ah-young. Don’t stutter. Replace ‘Special Livestock’ with your own name and recite them from beginning to end once more.”
Still crying, Ah-young lowered her head again.
“First, Lee Ah-young… obeys all citizens’ commands. Second, Lee Ah-young… is not treated as a person. Third, Lee Ah-young… cannot refuse… anything…”
Even though she was the one saying it, the realization that she must live by these absurd rules filled her with despair. By attaching her own name to those sentences, she felt like an utterly disgusting, worthless creature. She truly felt like livestock now.
The self-affirmations she had made before the man arrived were completely different from this. An overwhelming sense of self-loathing crashed over Lee Ah-young.
When she had first memorized these vows, she had thought of them as nothing more than a simple chant to hold onto her last lifeline. But now, these three rules had become something she—Special Livestock Lee Ah-young—must always remember.
“Alright then. Now I will test whether you have truly internalized these three vows.”
The man smiled as he sat down on the steps in front of the building. He looked at the beautiful, snow-white naked woman standing before him with her head bowed and continued.
“Now! Move your hands behind your head.”
Ah-young, who had been staring at the ground, slowly lifted her head to look at him. He was smiling. Another wave of goosebumps washed over her. She had to obey. She never wanted to feel that electric shock again.
She brought both hands behind her head.
“Not like that. Spread your underarms wide open. I want to see the insides of your arms and your armpits clearly.”
“…Yes…”
Ah-young raised both arms, spreading her underarms fully toward him. Her hands rested behind her head.
…Just lifting her arms made her feel an overwhelming wave of shame. Exposing her armpits like this… Her mind grew hazy. Simply raising her arms felt horribly degrading.
When she spread her arms and opened her armpits, her perfectly smooth, snow-white underarms—completely hairless and without a single wrinkle—were displayed directly in front of him.
“Interlock your fingers behind your head so your arms don’t drop. If your hands fall, you will be punished immediately.”
Ah-young tightly clasped her hands behind her head, fingers interlaced, holding them firmly in place.
“Spread your legs wider than shoulder width.”
With her head still bowed, Ah-young obeyed, spreading her legs. Her pussy, previously hidden between her thighs, was now exposed to the open air.
“Slowly bend your knees until I give the signal.”
She bent her knees.
“Not like that, Ah-young. You need to push your knees outward.”
For a brief moment, Ah-young looked up at the man’s face. Her eyes were red and swollen. It was as if she were silently asking what that instruction meant.
“I want the insides of your thighs clearly visible to me, so bend your knees outward.”
“…Yes…”
She bent her knees outward so that the soft inner flesh of her thighs faced him. The man signaled for her to stop after only a slight bend.
“Now, thrust your hips forward as if you’re pushing your crotch toward me. Imagine you’re presenting your pussy clearly so I can see it straight on.”
The man smiled.
“…Eh…?”
Ah-young stared at him with a look of utter disbelief. She understood the words, but she couldn’t bring herself to obey. Her body trembled violently. Just hearing the command made the position feel humiliating beyond words. It was the kind of pose a woman should never be forced into—an absolutely horrifying—
“Have you forgotten the Three Vows of Special Livestock?”
“Huuu… huuuu…”
Letting out a strange, choked whimper, Ah-young finally assumed the position the man had described. She thrust her pussy forward. Arching her waist, she pushed her crotch out so that the area between her legs was completely exposed from the front.
Her lush pubic hair. Between those dark curls, her pretty light-brown pussy was now fully on display. Thick outer lips covered the entire slit, and the inner lips remained completely hidden. It was the clean, beautiful pussy of a virgin. Only the abundant pubic hair partially concealed it.
“Huuuuu… huuuuu… huuuuup… uuuuugh…”
Making strange sobbing noises, Ah-young closed her eyes tightly and began to cry loudly.
My pussy… my genitals… that man is looking at them… in this position… this humiliating position… standing up… legs spread like this…
“This position is called the Basic Posture. Please remember it, Ah-young.”
The man smiled brightly. Her legs were awkwardly bent in a half-squat. With both arms raised high and spread wide, her armpits were completely exposed. Because she was naked, her large breasts hung slightly forward, fully visible from the front. Her knees were bent outward, legs spread toward him, hips thrust forward so that her pussy was completely presented as if on proud display.
In other words, this posture forced her to expose every single shameful part of a woman’s body directly forward. The man had named this utterly degrading stance the Basic Posture.
Ah-young could no longer endure the shame. She began to sob uncontrollably, weeping as if her heart were breaking.
“Huaaang… huaaaang! Hic… huuuu… huuuuuugh…”
The man watched her with an intrigued smile, clearly enjoying the sight.
“Ah-young… that really is a perfect livestock pose. It’s ridiculous for a woman to stand like that outdoors, isn’t it?”
“Kuuuuuaaaaang!”
Tears poured down her face, soaking her breasts. She writhed in humiliation and agony, yet the fear of another electric shock kept her locked in position.
She could feel his gaze on her. In this stance, no matter which part of her body someone looked at, the degradation was so intense she wanted to die.
“Ah-young, starting now, repeat exactly one hundred times: ‘Lee Ah-young is livestock.’ Say it loudly.”
“Huuuueeeeng!”
Amid her broken sobs, Ah-young’s voice rang out. But she had no choice. She could never—never—endure that shock again.
“L-Lee Ah-young… is… l-livestock!”
“Good. Exactly one hundred times.”
“…Lee Ah-young is livestock!”
The man now watched her with an openly delighted smile. He took out his smartphone, pointed the camera lens directly at her, and began recording. The familiar chime of the video recorder echoed.
On the smartphone screen, a snow-white woman held a perverted pose while weeping loudly. Every second of her degradation was captured and saved in memory.
For a long time afterward, the sorrowful voice of a woman repeatedly declaring herself livestock echoed across the entire building and the surrounding area.