The Bedwetter's Humiliation and Cumslut Declaration
A thin yellow stream was leaking weakly from her pussy.
Piss dribbled out of her like she had developed incontinence. The urine that burst from her urethra ran down the left thigh connected to her Y-zone and dripped slowly, drop by drop, onto the floor.
"Hnnk… no… nngh…!!"
Nabi sniffled and made strained little sounds as she clenched. She had to be mortified, humiliated, and terrified all at once. Hung from the wall, her legs trembled violently. Maybe it was pure fear — or maybe she was desperately trying to clamp her urethra shut and hold the rest of it in.
But once it had started, the piss showed no intention of stopping. It kept leaking out of her.
Thud!!
"Huuuugh!!!"
I stepped in close and drove a fist into her stomach. Soft flesh yielded under my knuckles; her lower belly dented in and sprang back out. The wet meat-chopping sound was followed instantly by Nabi's scream punching into my ear.
Only after the blow did her bladder fully give way — the stream of piss burst out harder than before.
"Augh… no… no….!! Hhk… hhk…!"
Faced with the reality of having wet herself, Nabi sobbed in a voice thick with despair, denying it even as it happened. And still the piss wouldn't stop, soaking into her silver face-print panties until they were stained through. What had been a few scattered drops on the floor kept falling, spreading into a widening puddle.
Thud!
"Aaaagh!!"
I punched her womb again. She screamed, curling in on herself even as she kept pissing, thrashing against the restraints. The unstoppable stream grew stronger still, spraying in every direction across the room — a few drops even splashed onto me.
"Augh…. stop….! No..!!! Nooooo!!!!!!"
A raw, desperate scream filled the room. With her bladder completely unlocked, the stream no longer had any control at all — it gushed from her pussy the way it would in a toilet. Nabi shrieked in pure despair at the sight of herself.
She looked utterly wretched.
I never imagined a punch to the gut would scare her so badly she'd piss herself… and neither had she. Fear alone could do that — or maybe she had a genuine perverted streak and was just letting it fly for the relief of it.
"Hhk… hhk… hhhhk…!!"
Hands bound in dolphin shorts like handcuffs and hung from the clothes hook, Nabi hung her head and sobbed while she wet herself. She couldn't stop crying at the miserable, filthy spectacle she had become.
Today was supposed to have been a pleasant day for her — a friendly little get-together with the neighbor next door. Now that same day had turned into the worst nightmare of her life.
Her nightmare was my good omen. Today was turning out beautifully.
The day I confirmed for certain that Kang Hyunji was the Sect girl Nabi. The day I showed her that "please fuck me" tweet, broke her, and started training her. The day I stripped that filthy body bare and claimed her pussy. And…
The first day Nabi became my cumslut.
The gushing stream gradually dwindled and died.
"Hhk.. hhhk… hhhhk…. hnnngh…!"
Nabi wept bitterly under the weight of her shame.
Slap!
"Augh!!!"
"Quit sniveling, you bedwetting bitch."
I cracked my open palm across her cheek. The slap rang through the room. Both of us knew she hadn't meant to piss herself. But intent didn't matter. The simple fact that she had done it was more than enough material to degrade her with.
Nabi had taken a fist to the gut and pissed herself like a bitch in heat. The reason was irrelevant.
"Hhk… hnnk… I'm not…! I'm not a bedwetter….!"
She sobbed, denying the nickname in a pitiful little voice.
Thud!
"Huuuugh!!!"
I drove my fist into her womb again. The gut punch left her gasping, unable to draw a proper breath.
"Not a bedwetter? Look at that."
I stepped slightly aside and tipped my chin toward the floor of the room.
"Hnnngh…!"
When I nodded for her to look, Nabi turned her head with a whimper toward where my gaze was pointing. Piss she had sprayed was splattered all over the floor in every direction.
"Jesus… you piss yourself and trash your own room. Aren't you just a filthy little pig?"
"N… no… please… I'm not….!"
"Look under you right now."
I dropped my eyes to the floor beneath her ankles. Nabi followed my gaze and hung her head.
"Wow… look at those soaked panties. Bet they reek of piss."
"Hnnk… hhk… hhhk….!"
"You're not a toddler. What the hell kind of pissing is that?"
"Hhk… I'm not… stop… please… please… I want it to stop…!"
Under the full weight of my humiliation, Nabi begged me to stop.
"Stop? You want me to stop? I already told you no."
I grabbed the smartphone I'd left on the desk and opened Blow. I tapped into Nabi's profile, pulled up one of her tweets, and shoved the screen in front of her face.
"You asked to get fucked, didn't you? So why do you keep telling me to stop?"
I threatened her in a voice thick with pressure.
"That… th… that….!"
I had practically handed her the answer, and still this bitch either refused on purpose or was too stupid to get it. Even with the correct response all but spelled out, she wouldn't give me what I wanted.
Thud!
"Huuuugh!!!"
I punched just below her navel, harder than before. A choking sound tore out of her mouth. Her belly was already past red — starting to bruise, turning faintly blue.
"Alright. Again."
I was done being patient. I decided to just hand her the answer outright.
"Hnnk… hah… haaah…!"
Thinking about it, I had no idea how many times I'd hit her stomach. Exhausted from the continuous gut punches, Nabi hung limp in her restraints, head drooping.
"Hey. Look up. Look at me."
"Nngh…!"
I grabbed her cheek and forced her face up until her eyes met mine.
"You see this tweet?"
I shoved the same phone screen back in front of her eyes.
"If you asked to get fucked, shouldn't you be grateful when I turn you into my cumslut?"
"Hnnngh… hah… haah….!"
Nabi didn't answer — just panted hard.
"Hnnngh….!"
I let out an irritated sigh.
Thud!
"Uuugh!!!"
Another merciless fist slammed into her lower belly.
"Ugh… uuugh… uuuugh….! Haaaah…!"
She made zombie-like groaning noises, then gagged faintly in misery. Time to feed her the answer again.
"You asked to get fucked, right?"
"Nngh… uugh…! Yes…!"
Finally — an affirmative word out of her mouth.
"Then being grateful while I turn you into my cumslut and fuck you is the correct answer, isn't it?"
At this point I had spoon-fed it to her. Straight-up handed it over.
"…."
But Nabi crushed my expectations without mercy. She didn't even try to mumble her way through it. She simply chose silence. The look she gave me, though, was full of pleading — terror and desperation mixed together. Looking into those eyes, I could tell she was tearing herself apart on the inside.
"Haa…!"
Something hot rose in my chest. Heat climbed into my face. I drew my hand back, clenched my fist, and drove it toward her lower belly like a battering ram trying to smash a sealed gate.
Thirty centimeters before my fist would have buried itself in the soft flesh over her womb—
"I… I… I'll do it!!!!"
Nabi suddenly shrieked it out in a panicked, startled voice. The cry made me reflexively stop my fist right in front of her stomach.
"What?"
"I… I'll do it…! I'll do it…!! Pl… please….!"
After taking hit after hit, had she finally broken? She spat the words out in a voice thick with terror. But the sentence she produced was incomplete. It only had a verb. Who, what, how — all of that was missing.
"Do what?"
"I'll do it… please….!"
She was in full panic, body shaking as she answered.
Slap!
"Hnnngh!!!"
"Hey. Answer properly. Do what?"
I cracked her across the face for failing to pull herself together. I wanted a complete sentence out of her, and I was going to force it.
"Cu… cumslut… I'll be….!"
At last the word itself burst from Nabi's own mouth. Cumslut.
"Say it again. Properly this time."
I threatened her again for trying to keep abbreviating. I wanted to hear Nabi's cumslut declaration as a full, proper sentence.
"I… I'll do it… please fuck me….!"
Still panicking, she babbled again.
Slap!
"Nngh!!"
"Get your head on straight and say it properly, you Nabi bitch."
"I… I…! Hyunwoo-ssi… I'll be your… cumslut…!"
Fear kept chopping her words into pieces, but she finally forced out a complete sentence.
"Good. Now say it again, properly. Declare it — 'I, so-and-so, will become so-and-so's such-and-such.'"
"Nngh… nngh…!"
Whether the panic was fading or not, Nabi hesitated again. She still hadn't managed to throw away that last scrap of pride.
"You see this?"
I brought my fist up right in front of her eyes.
"Hiiiik…!!"
Nabi flinched hard at the sight of it.
"Speak. Start. Ah — wait. Wait."
I stopped her for a moment, picked up the smartphone, closed the Blow app, opened the camera, and turned the lens on her.
"Alright. Start."
Beep!
The sound chimed and video recording began.
"I… I… Nabi Kang Hyunji….! will become…. Kim Hyunwoo-nim's…. cumslut….!"