The Discharge
The ceaseless movement of Han Munho’s fingers at the entrance of her rectum.
“Haa, ha, haa, ha, haa…”
Cold sweat slid down Eun Nanhee’s spine as her breaths grew shorter and sharper.
The steady gurgling from deep in her belly grated against her nerves.
The sensation of forcibly holding back the lemonade and waste trying to surge outward had crossed into outright pain.
Her anal muscles were already spent, yet Han Munho’s fingers kept the passage stretched open, only adding to the exhaustion.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
“Haa, ha, haa…. I-I really can’t hold it anymore…!”
The feeling of something pressing harder from inside made her want to give up. At that exact moment, Han Munho’s calm voice reached her ear again.
“Please endure for one more minute. We’re nearly finished.”
“N-no…. I’m truly at my limit…”
“If you release now, we may have to begin the entire process again. Please hold on as much as possible, Miss Eun Nanhee.”
…The final minute.
If she failed to endure, they would start over from the beginning.
Squeeze.
“Haa, hnnngh…!!”
The terror of that possibility flooded her mind. Eun Nanhee clenched her teeth and tightened her anus once more.
Eyes shut tight, she endured the choking tension rising in her throat. It was a trial of pure willpower.
Even now, the sensitive movements of his fingers blurred the boundary between pain and pleasure.
What… what on earth…
Eun Nanhee could not admit that she was caught between the terror of defecation and a strange, rising excitement.
“All right. You may release.”
“Haa, huu, huuuu…”
The long-awaited declaration that the enema was over.
At Han Munho’s words, Eun Nanhee slowly let out the breath she had been holding in her tensed lungs.
Now… the bathroom…
That was the only thought left in her head. If she waited even a moment longer, she was certain everything would leak out.
Yet the instant she let her guard down, believing it was finally finished—
Pop!
“……!!”
The moment his finger left her anus, a warm liquid trickled out from behind.
Trickle.
“Ugh, hnnngh…!!”
She reflexively tensed, but it was already too late. The warm fluid kept dribbling from her anus.
The lemonade still inside her rectum flowed out, sliding slickly over her skin. Her face flushed scarlet in an instant.
“I-I’m sorry…”
“It’s all right. That’s a natural bodily reaction.”
“Hnn, y-yes…”
Han Munho responded with perfect composure, as if her accidental leakage was the most ordinary thing in the world.
It was humiliating, but she had no mental space to dwell on it. Overwhelmed by shame and fear gripping the back of her neck, Eun Nanhee tensed every muscle in her body.
Her lower belly, her thighs, and especially her anus.
Like rebuilding a broken wall, she barely managed to clench and stop any further leakage. Only then did her mouth open cautiously.
“Haa… um, may I… go to the bathroom for a moment…”
Both her mind and body had reached their limit. Simply enduring the pressure threatening to burst from her rear was already torture.
But Han Munho slowly shook his head, contrary to her expectation that she could run to the toilet immediately.
“There is no need to go all the way to the bathroom.”
“…Pardon?”
“I will prepare everything so you can take care of it right here.”
While she was still trying to process what he meant by “prepare everything,” Han Munho brought over a large basin and set it down silently in front of her. Eun Nanhee’s mind went blank.
“…What is this…?”
“There is no need to move to the bathroom. You may expel everything right here on top of this.”
“……Pardon?”
The unbelievable statement left his mouth so matter-of-factly that Eun Nanhee reflexively asked again. His response was perfectly calm, as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
“I apologize, Miss Eun Nanhee, but if you wish to use the toilet, you would have to step out into the external hallway.”
“Y-yes…. Then…”
“You weren’t planning to walk out into the shop hallway completely naked, were you? Besides, in your current condition, even taking a few steps would be difficult.”
“……”
“Having just completed both the enema and the coordinated movement exercises, your body has reached its absolute limit. It would be far better for you to resolve it here rather than risk an accident outside.”
…He was right.
Once again, Han Munho presented an irrefutable, perfectly logical explanation.
“Then at least… while I’m… expelling it… could you please step outside for just a moment…”
Even so, Eun Nanhee desperately did not want him to witness her relieving herself. She made one last careful request, but—
“The enema process is only complete once the expulsion has been confirmed. I must personally observe how you expel the contents, Miss Eun Nanhee, in order to evaluate whether the procedure was successful and to assess the current tension level of your anal sphincter.”
“E-evaluate…?”
“Yes, an evaluation. I need to confirm whether the expulsion occurs smoothly, the condition of the expelled matter, the appearance during expulsion, and whether any pressure or residual sensation remains. Only then can we proceed to the next stage.”
He intended to watch every single detail as she pushed the contents of her rectum out right in front of him.
Yet his voice remained calm and his expression stayed professionally firm, leaving Eun Nanhee utterly confused.
“……”
Instead of answering, she responded with silence. Eun Nanhee carefully rose from the massage bed and slowly approached the basin.
“Hup, huu…”
With a tearful whimper, she crouched over the basin.
Every nerve in her body focused on her anus as she held her breath in unbearable tension. Her mind still violently rejected the idea of releasing something so shameful in front of Han Munho, but her body had already passed its limit long ago.
Drip.
“Ah, haa…”
Something small began to leak out. Slowly, her anus started to open.
Squelch.
“Mmph, huu…”
A somewhat thin liquid, strangely running down her thighs.
Eun Nanhee felt the warm, sticky substance—heated by her body temperature along with the lemonade—sliding out of her with her entire being.
Obscene wet sounds accompanied the contents leaving her body, falling intermittently into the basin.
Plop. Pshhh. Splash…
The heavy sensation of something thick being pushed out, the slick texture and sound of lemonade flowing free, the noise of feces breaking apart and hitting the bottom of the basin—every single sound rang clearly in her ears.
Trickle. Squelch…
“Haa, hu, huuu…”
Every time she thought of Han Munho watching and observing her like this, her face burned and her mind flooded with humiliation.
Splash. Plop. Thud…
Please, at least make less noise…
Unfortunately, her wish went unanswered. The long enema had left her feces completely slick, and they continued sliding out of her body.
Half-resigned to the fact that she could no longer control it with her own will, Eun Nanhee simply prayed for this moment to end as quickly as possible.
“Hnn, huu…?!”
…The pressure difference created by her opened anus naturally stimulated her bladder as well.
Stream…
“Ugh, haaa…!!”
Stream. Stream…
“Hnnk, hu, huu…. P-please don’t look… hnn, ngh…!!”
With her anus relaxed, her urethra reacted too. The sensation of urine flowing out.
A clear sound, different from the messy, squelching noises, poured from the front of her body and began filling the basin.
I really… want to die…
He could see everything—both her stool and her urine. The shame pierced her entire body.
Her cheeks and ears burned crimson. Eun Nanhee bit her lip tightly and lowered her head.
At least the faint citrus scent rising from the basin brought her a small measure of relief.
Thank goodness it’s lemonade…
Thanks to that sweet fragrance, at least there was no bad smell.
Even in this situation, the fact that she was worrying about odor embarrassed her, but it was the only comfort her mind could cling to right now.
“Haa, ha, haaa, hnn…”
Even after every last drop of feces, lemonade, and urine had emptied into the basin, Eun Nanhee did not move.
More accurately, she could not move.
After emptying everything from her lower body, she had frozen in place, unsure how to react.
“…Huu, huuu…. Hic…”
She simply remained crouched there naked, trembling like a mouse in front of a cat.