Anal Training - Anal Beads
Min-gyu lightly tousled her wet hair with a towel.
Under the warm lighting, only the quiet flow of jazz music filled the space.
After her shower, Song Jiwon pulled a silk slip she'd brought from home out of her bag and quietly slipped it on. The thin, damp fabric clung to her skin, with nothing underneath—no bra, no panties. Through the sheer cloth, the curves of her breasts and hips were softly visible.
The two of them sat side by side on the bed in the studio apartment, staring at the gray plastic shopping bag in front of them. Spread across the table were adult toys, each one unwrapped. A leather collar. Soft rope. A blindfold. Metal clamps. A dildo, lube, and even a Bluetooth vibrator.
Min-gyu quietly peeled away the plastic wrapping one by one and asked, “Have you ever used anything like this with your husband?”
Song Jiwon kept her knees together and shook her head slightly. “...No. We only ever did it the normal way.”
“The normal way?” Min-gyu pressed, his gaze never leaving her. “What positions?”
She smiled faintly and blinked. “...Mostly missionary. Lying on my back while he was on top...”
Min-gyu tore open the packaging on a leather whip, the corner of his mouth lifting. “Never tried anything different?”
“Sometimes we did it from behind, but even that never felt familiar.”
Her fingertips traced the surface of the dildo. Her lips were slightly dry, and a trace of embarrassment colored her voice. “How often did you do it?” Min-gyu asked without looking away.
“...Not often. Only on good days, or anniversaries... like something we had to do because we were married.”
“So it wasn’t because you wanted to. More like an obligation?”
She nodded. “Yes. If I’m being honest... it felt more like duty than desire.”
“Did he come inside you? Or use condoms?”
“We always used condoms. He was quite sensitive about that sort of thing...”
Min-gyu picked up the small tube of lube and twisted the cap open, watching the clear gel slowly ooze out. “So you’ve never felt cum inside you before.”
At his quiet words, Song Jiwon lowered her head with a small smile. Wet strands of hair fell across her chest, and her cheeks flushed hot. “...Right after we got married, he came inside me a few times. But back then I didn’t really understand how special it was.”
She quietly raised a hand and stroked her lower belly. “The day Master came inside me... that was the first time I truly felt it. The feeling of my insides being completely filled.”
She closed her eyes. “It felt so good. Not just warm, but like my body was being claimed by Master... like I belonged to you.”
Min-gyu was silent for a moment. Song Jiwon drew a slow breath and murmured, “Ever since that day... I’ve wanted it every single time. I want to offer my pussy to Master... I just want to be used like that, over and over.”
She laughed shyly and unconsciously pressed her thighs together. Min-gyu asked carefully, “So before you met your husband... had you ever had sex?”
She shook her head slightly. A short silence passed. “...No. Back then I was too busy studying, and all my attention was on painting.”
She smiled quietly and continued. “Even when I graduated university, I’d never even held hands with a man.”
Song Jiwon glanced away for a moment. “There were quite a few confessions... but I don’t know. Maybe my standards were too high back then. Haha...”
“So your husband was your first?”
“Yes. Our parents were worried we’d be too old, so they arranged a meeting... and that’s how we met and got married.”
Min-gyu listened in silence. “Even that first time... it only happened after we were married. That was my first experience.”
Her fingers toyed with the rope on the table as she drew a quiet breath. “But it’s not like I did absolutely nothing before.”
Min-gyu met her eyes. “You mean you did it by yourself?”
She nodded faintly and licked her lips. “...Yes. I tried putting my fingers in... and touching my clit a few times...”
Min-gyu chuckled. “So the naughtiest thing you’d ever done was to yourself.”
She lowered her head and laughed softly. “I think so. That was everything... until I met Master.”
Min-gyu slowly picked up the anal beads from the table. His fingers slid over the surface as he spoke quietly. “So you’ve never tried anything with your ass before?”
Song Jiwon lowered her gaze and nodded slowly. “No... not there...”
Min-gyu gave a short laugh. “Good. I’ll give you that first experience right now.”
He stood up and took her wrist, gently pulling her along. Her lips pressed together, but she followed without hesitation. Min-gyu gave a light command. “Take it off.”
There was no hesitation. Song Jiwon steadied her breathing and slowly slipped the straps of the satin slip off her shoulders. The thin fabric slid down her body and pooled on the floor, leaving nothing but bare skin beneath. The shower light reflected softly across her naked body.
Min-gyu stepped back into the bathroom, and she followed silently. Inside the damp, tiled space, the soles of her feet met the wet floor. From behind, Min-gyu spoke quietly. “Turn around. And... squat down.”
She nodded and slowly turned, lowering herself into a squat with her back to him. Her legs spread, fully exposing the cleft of her ass and the tight ring of her anus. The skin around it twitched slightly with tension, glistening under the light. She drew a low breath, placed both hands on the floor, and held the position.
Min-gyu stared at her spread cheeks for a moment, then turned and picked up the shower head. He clicked it free from its mount, exposing the metal hose. Water droplets fell to the floor. He set the head down and twisted the hot water valve, testing the temperature against the back of his hand. “...Good.”
Once the water was comfortably warm, he brought the hose toward her ass. The tension in the room tightened as the tip hovered near her exposed hole. Min-gyu pressed it close and spoke in a low voice. “This is basically an enema. So don’t push. Just take it.”
He paused, checking the pressure. “If you feel like something’s about to come out, don’t hold it. Just let it go. There’s no need to be embarrassed. Understand?”
Song Jiwon lowered her head shyly, but her breath came out almost excited. “...Ah... yes, Master. I’ll clean myself out for you... I’ll relax and take it properly.”
She braced her hands on the floor and lifted her hips higher. Min-gyu slowly aligned the metal tip with her anus. The entrance twitched in resistance, but the warm skin accepted the metal’s heat. As the slick tip pushed inside, she gasped and let out a thin moan. “Nngh... hah...”
Min-gyu increased the water pressure slightly. Warm water began to flow steadily into her. Squatting with knees spread, Song Jiwon trembled. “...Ah... something’s going in... my stomach... it feels like it’s slowly swelling...”
Her belly responded sensitively to the slow fill of warm water. Min-gyu left the hose inserted and stood up, walking out of the bathroom. The metal hose trailed from her ass across the floor, still steadily pumping water inside. Song Jiwon stayed in position, arms stretched forward, quietly waiting for her master. Her stomach slowly swelled with the lukewarm water, the sensation spreading into a strange, creeping pleasure.
Min-gyu returned holding the collar and set it down. His eyes stayed on the hose buried in her ass. He turned the valve a little more. Water pressure rose with a hiss, forcing a stronger stream inside her. “Hah... Master... inside... too much...”
She curled forward, trembling. Her belly swelled tight, every inch of her insides filling until she could barely breathe through the moans. “I can’t... really... anymore... Master, please...”
She begged in a whisper, but Min-gyu gave no answer. He simply watched her stomach bloat. Water was already at its limit; excess began leaking around the hose in thin streams. Her anus, unable to clench any tighter, stayed slightly open, dripping clear fluid onto the floor.
Only then did Min-gyu slowly close the valve. He pulled the hose out and gave a short command. “Push it out. Feel what it’s like to squirt everything out of your filthy asshole right in front of a man.”
Song Jiwon, who had been waiting for those words, drew a deep breath and spread her knees wider. She pushed her ass toward him, lowering her body into a completely humiliating position. Then she bore down, tightening her rear.
With a loud rush, water exploded out of her. It wasn’t a trickle—it poured, gushed, sprayed. Strong pressure forced the water out in powerful spurts, soaking the floor. Song Jiwon held her ass wide open, letting every humiliating drop spill out for her master to see. To Min-gyu, the sight was more perfect than any porn—an art of total submission.
Afterward, he picked up the collar from the floor and knelt in front of her. He gently wrapped the leather band around her neck and clicked the buckle shut. She closed her eyes and lifted her chin, as if the collar belonged there. Min-gyu grabbed a small towel and wiped the water from her ass and inner thighs with careful strokes. Once she was dry, he took the leash attached to the collar. “Follow.”
She reflexively tried to stand, but he clicked his tongue. “Crawl.”
She inhaled sharply, realizing her mistake. “...Yes, Master.”
She dropped to all fours and began crawling like a collared bitch, following wherever he led. From the bathroom to the center of the room, she moved without shame or hesitation. Her movements were graceful in their complete obedience—the pure motion of a broken bitch who had set aside the last shred of human pride.
Min-gyu sat behind her and opened the anal beads. He squeezed generous amounts of lube over the entire string, then spread more over her rear entrance. She flinched at the cool sensation. He pressed the smallest bead against her anus. “Relax.”
She nodded and waited, muscles loose. With a slow push, the first slick bead slipped inside. “Ahh... hah... it’s... bearable... I’m okay...”
A small moan escaped her. The first bead disappeared completely. Min-gyu didn’t stop. He pressed the second bead in, then the third. As the beads grew larger, her entrance stretched wider, the tension visible. Song Jiwon spoke quietly. “M-Master... my rear... doesn’t have any experience... it’s a little tight...”
She caught her breath and added shyly, “Could you... spread my ass for me...?”
Min-gyu chuckled. He raised his hand and gave her ass a sharp slap. The skin flushed red, the sound echoing in the room. “I can do that much, you little bitch.”
She gasped at the stinging heat. “Nngh... hah... thank you... Master’s touch... feels so good...”
She pushed her hips back toward him, naturally spreading herself wider. Min-gyu gripped both cheeks and pulled them apart, exposing the wrinkled entrance glistening with lube. He slowly pushed the third bead inside. Her anus stretched around the thicker sphere and swallowed it. Song Jiwon shuddered, a strange pressure traveling up her spine as she held her breath.