Jera's New Accessories
The prison door clanked open. As always, the tyrant Yeondu stepped inside.
"Welcome, Your Majesty." Jera flattened herself against the floor and lifted her hips high. The resilient flesh of her raised ass carried a broad wash of bruises, as if someone had painted them on. The swelling had subsided, but worm-like whip marks intertwined with deep purple contusions.
Jera was living through a wretched existence. After endless cycles of abuse and training, she had reached the point where she obeyed Yeondu's every word without question.
"Head up."
At the command, Jera raised her head, knelt, and sat formally on her heels. There was someone she had not yet seen.
"Kyaa! Ha... haa..." Spotting the unfamiliar man beside Yeondu, Jera let out a tiny scream and covered her breasts. She spent every day naked in subhuman conditions, yet exposing her bare body to a stranger filled her with such shame that she wanted to die.
"Hey~ Since when does a bitch feel shame about showing her tits? Hands down!"
"Yes... I'm sorry, Your Majesty."
Jera quickly dropped her hands and thrust her chest forward as usual. Her elastic, water-drop breasts. Their beautiful shape, the plump pink nipples stiff and swollen. Jera's nipples were unmistakably erect.
"Say hello~ This is the doctor who came today just to see you."
".......... Yes... H-hello, sir."
Jera bowed her head, voice barely above a whisper. The tall, middle-aged gentleman carried the refined, elite aura of a real physician, utterly unlike Sam or Yan. His gentle face seemed far too kind to belong among these kidnappers.
"Nice to meet you. My, you've taken quite a beating."
Dr. Cho set his medical bag on the floor. Sam and Yan seized Jera and dragged her to the wall. Pressed against it, she was bound in an X position. No one had warned her. Confusion clouded her face. There was no reason for a doctor to restrain her like this for a simple examination. A dark premonition gripped her; she bit her lip, lashes trembling.
"Why... are you doing this... Please, forgive me."
Jera begged for forgiveness first, out of habit. She had done nothing wrong and had no idea what was coming, yet the plea fell from her lips automatically. That was how completely she had been broken into a subhuman slave who apologized every single day. Even now, Jera had no inkling of what was about to happen to her.
"You really don't know anything, do you? Don't worry, miss. It won't hurt much and it'll be over quickly."
Dr. Cho wiped her nipples and pussy with alcohol pads, trying to soothe her.
"Oh, Dr. Cho~ Calling her 'miss'? What kind of nonsense is that for a horny sow?"
Yeondu sneered at the respectful title.
Dr. Cho silently cleaned every inch of Jera's naked body with sterilized gloves. Then, with flawless precision, he prepared the piercing tools.
He clamped her nipple with the medical forceps and brought the thick needle close with his other hand. Only when she saw the needle did Jera understand what was happening.
"Huuuk... A needle? Why... ugh, please forgive me!"
Sluuuuck!
"Hyaaaaaaaack!!"
Despite her tear-soaked begging, the needle drove straight through her nipple and a small silver ring was threaded into place. Dr. Cho's expert technique kept the pain from being unbearable, yet the knowledge that she had been given an unwanted piercing made Jera wail and thrash her head. Bound in an X, she could not move an inch. She could only quiver violently at every tiny motion of his hands, her naked body shaking uncontrollably.
Silver rings now dangled from both nipples, tiny beads of blood forming. Srrk, srrk—
"Kuuuugh!!"
Dr. Cho wiped the nipples with disinfectant gauze. Jera grimaced and moaned. His hand moved from her breasts down to her pussy. With calm, clinical motions he spread her labia, clamped the flesh with the piercing forceps, and brought the cold tip of the needle to her inner lips.
"Auuu... N-not there, please! I don't want it!"
"Shut your mouth! Unless you want to be beaten!"
Face drained of color, Jera clenched her eyes shut at Yeondu's roar. Terror made her tense her crotch; her pussy and the surrounding flesh trembled.
Sluuuck— Sluuuck—
The needle shot through the gap in the forceps. Small golden rings now adorned both sides of Jera's labia. The forceps did not stop. This time they seized her clitoris firmly from the root.
"Uuuugh!! Please, Queen Yeondu, I'm begging you!! Not there... please spare just that place... it hurts!"
With her clitoris pinched, Jera pleaded in a broken voice. At her desperate cry, Dr. Cho hesitated and glanced at Yeondu. She pointed at the trapped clit and gave a silent signal.
Sluuuuck—
"Kyaaaaaaa!!"
The needle pierced her clitoris. Jera's scream and the metallic rattle of the short chains linking her cuffs and ankle shackles echoed through the basement. A thin silver ring now hung from the swollen bud. No blood appeared. Only the sound of Jera's sobbing filled the underground chamber.
"Shall we pierce the hood as well? A jeweled stud would look quite pretty."
"Hmm... No. Skip it."
Dr. Cho had pointed at the clitoral hood in a businesslike tone. Yeondu had been about to allow it, but the word "pretty" made her change her mind. She had no desire to make Jera more beautiful.
Meanwhile, Jera, still bound to the wall, panted harshly and wiped at her tears.
"Haa... haaa..."
At least... that's a relief.
Throbbing pain radiated from her nipples and pussy throughout her body. Believing the ordeal was finally over, she let out a small inward sigh of relief.
She was wrong.
"N-no! Aaa... Hiiiiik!!"
Dr. Cho's forceps gripped her nasal septum and lifted her nose.
"Ahuk... ugh... What... what are you doing... ahuk..."
Her nose stung as if it had been struck. Thick tears rolled down Jera's cheeks.
"Ah... aaaa... Nooooooo!! Kuuuugh!!"
The thick needle drove through the septum, and then the cow ring was installed—a silver ring the same size as the ones on her nipples.
"Ahuk... ahuk... This is too much...!! It's too cruel, Your Majesty! I don't want it! Ahuk..."
Jera shook all over as she cried out. Even in her outburst she never forgot to call Yeondu "Your Majesty."
"Too much? It suits you perfectly~ You look just like a beast now. I love it!"
Yeondu flicked the cow ring lightly, mocking her. The fresh piercing sent sharp, stinging pain through Jera's entire nose at the slightest touch.
Dr. Cho inspected Jera's pierced body one final time, packed his bag, and rose.
"Beautiful breasts, long legs, and those wide hips—she really takes after her mother."
He praised the naked, trembling figure whose face was a mess of tears and snot. Jera could only swallow her tears.
M-mother!
The word finally registered.
"M-mother? Where... where is she right now? Is she locked up like me?"
Jera opened her eyes and summoned the courage to ask. She had questioned Yeondu about her mother and sister before, but the only answers had been lashes from the whip.
"Ahuk... Are my mother and sister all right?"
She gazed desperately at the man who had just pierced her most intimate places. Dr. Cho glanced once at Yeondu, then spoke.
"Of course. Don't worry. Your mother and sister are currently working very hard to repay their debt to Jugyeong."
"Ahuk... I see... Then... have they... have they been turned into the same thing I have?"
Dr. Cho did not answer. Instead Yeondu slapped her across the face.
Slap!
"What the hell do you mean by that?! The piercings look perfect on you!"
Slap! Slap!
Yeondu's hand cracked against Jera's cheeks again and again.
"Aack... ahuk... I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I spoke out of turn... huup..."
Jera apologized while wiping her runny nose. The cow ring swung with each blow, sending jolts of pain through the tip of her nose.
"Don't open that filthy mouth again, you disgusting sow!"
Yeondu held the electric prod in front of Jera's breasts.
"Hiiik... Yes, Your Majesty."
Though she had countless questions, Jera bowed her head before the threat of the electric whip.
Dr. Cho left. Sam and Yan released her from the X-shaped restraints.
"Ahuk, ughhh..."
The throbbing between her legs made Jera spread her thighs and sink to the floor.
"Good work today. Rest well~ Hahahaha!"
"Th-thank you, Your Majesty."
Jera remained prostrated with her ass raised until Yeondu had completely disappeared.
Until the piercing wounds had healed, Jera enjoyed relatively peaceful days. She was neither whipped nor kicked. No pinching, no electric shocks—just simple cleaning duties. Her meals improved as well. After the piercings she received proper food instead of the scraps Yeondu and her gang left behind. She was given plenty of water and nutritional supplements. They even allowed her a spoon. Yeondu had wanted her to keep eating like a dog with her face buried in the bowl, but Dr. Cho objected, warning that the nasal septum could become badly infected. Spoon privileges were granted only until the cow ring had settled properly.
There were no video recordings or photo sessions, and neither Sam nor Yan touched her. During rest hours Jera simply sat in a daze, watching the vulgar, lewd footage of herself playing on the TV mounted on the opposite wall of her cell. At first she could not bear to look at the rings on her nipples and pussy. But as the throbbing eased, she gradually grew curious. She wanted to touch them, and she did. Alone and naked in the cell, there was nothing else she could do. In this hellish routine, touching those rings was the only comfort she had left.