Body Ruin - Urination (2)
Her vision sparkled at the edges, pretty lights flickering all around. Her heartbeat thundered so fiercely that it drowned out everything else in her ears. Her tense body gulped for air like it was starved, chest heaving irregularly. The heat of arousal filling every inch of her trapped form made even the slightest brush of air against her skin feel deliriously good, sending shivers through her.
Her body, lost in the afterglow, couldn't function properly—it just lay there, staring blankly at the ceiling or drooling with her jaw slack from the heat rising in her mouth, giggling mindlessly.
"Hng... ♡"
Already stripped of reason, driven purely by instinct, her body ached from the agonizing pleasure it craved more of. Like drool from a starving mouth, her pussy leaked juices endlessly, and her fingers plunged in, shaking wildly.
Whoa... so pretty...
Her unfocused eyes saw stars twinkling like a beautiful night sky. Pretty stars fell, granting her wish for even more pleasure as they plopped thud-thud onto her chest and belly. The scalding bliss hitting her erogenous zones crashed over her like a wave, forcibly snapping her vision back and jolting her mind awake.
"Kyaaah...!"
Trickle-trickle... The thin stream of liquid echoed through the room.
She had no idea how many hours had passed. After her first forced orgasm from pissing herself, her bladder had been relentlessly refilled from the outside without a moment's rest—emptying with effort, only to be filled again.
The liquid bloating her belly visibly was like a high-concentration aphrodisiac that aroused and sensitized her just by drinking it. Naturally, the spot stuffed full of it itched and burned hot.
"Heeuk... hik... ♡"
Pleasured moans spilled out like it felt so good. The morality that pissing in front of others was shameful had been washed away—she released it purely for pleasure. Even normally, holding and releasing piss felt refreshing, but her deviant, fully aroused erogenous zones felt an even greater ecstasy.
Shhh— Each release chipped away a little more at the natural shame anyone would feel, flowing out. She knew it was wrong but couldn't stop, addicted like a junkie.
"Alright~ Shall we try this next?"
Her urethra, widening bit by bit, now slowly swallowed beads the size of her pinky nail. For a normal person, it'd be torture screaming in agony, but her ruined, training-warped passage—transformed into a new erogenous zone—devoured them easily, sending electric tingles straight to her brain.
"Oh my~ Hye-won, you really have a talent for this. Amazing that it went in so quickly in such a short time."
Like praising a child's prodigy, the boss lady didn't skimp on compliments. Pride, anger, shame—something should have stirred, but her torture-broken brain ignored it, craving only the next piss.
Click-clack— Click-clack— The restraints binding her, stealing her movement and freedom, finally unlocked.
Her lower belly was so full of liquid, with the foreign beads swimming inside, that standing was impossible—let alone spreading her legs. Escape was off the table. Still, naked and pissing herself uncontrollably, she wanted to bolt right then.
She yearned to run to Ha-jun oppa—the one she loved, relied on, trusted.
To oppa, who always ends up pinned under me, crying like a girl...?
During sex, Ha-jun oppa always got pinned and whimpered like a woman. Could he really protect her from Ha-jin oppa, the true dominant male dominating and ruining her?
"If you run now, I won't catch you."
Ha-jin oppa smiled down at her. Cruel man. He already knew her choice but wanted to hear it from her lips.
"How could I run, oppa...? I'm just a bitch who pisses herself and cums... ♡"
Half a day? A full day? Or more? No windows, no clock, and her dazed, conditioned brain had lost all sense of time.
"Haa... haa... More, oppa... ♡"
One thing she knew for sure: she had completely surrendered to him. Enduring his torment, feeling fear, her brain pumped out endorphins or something—seeing this strong alpha male, Ha-jin oppa, made her pussy soak itself in excitement.
"Slurp... haup... mmng... ♡"
She crept closer cautiously, trying her best as a female to please the male. Dissatisfied, he yanked her head hard. His dominant gaze looking down made her feel safe and warm as a bitch in heat.
"Hmm... That rebellious glare and attitude have really softened, huh? Well... shall we keep training? This time, do it yourself."
His condescending eyes pierced her chest again, stirring arousal.
"Yes...! Nngh... ♡"
"It'll be tough at first, so I'll help a little. Take it slow."
"Ah... thank you..."
Grateful to the kind boss lady helping—not out of jealousy between bitches like her—she followed oppa's orders, inserting the beads into her urethra one by one. Her fully developed erogenous urethra was now loose enough for the tip of her pinky finger.
"Breathe deep and slow. Focus on the stinging heat as you pull them out."
"Hoo... krrgh... ♡"
Eyes squeezed shut against lingering fear, she deep-breathed and slowly extracted the beads from her belly.
Pop— Pffft— Each one popped out with a cute sound, dribbling purple liquid.
The round beads stimulated her narrow passage slowly as they emerged one by one, making her thighs quake, her hole clench, and her held-back piss squirt in strange ecstasy. One... two... Each exit brought more aphrodisiac fluid soaking the tight path, hypersensitizing it. The cold silicone felt like red-hot metal.
Pop— Shhhhaaa— The last bead came free, finally opening the blocked entrance. She unleashed a massive gush.
The refreshing blast made her back arch, body shuddering uncontrollably. In her ridiculous pose, her tear- and snot-smeared face went limp, tongue lolling out drooling, a dopey smile plastered on.
"Heeek... heeek... goooood... ♡"
Was it the pleasure high or her tongue gone slack? Her speech slurred, words mangled.
She didn't know if the release itself or the beads' forced stretch and pull felt better—but craving that cool relief again, she started reinserting them.
"Ah! Don't shove them in like that—you'll regret it!"
The boss lady snatched them urgently, yanking out the ones already inside.
Pop-pop-pop— Pffft—
"Kyaaang! ♡"
The unprepared rip of sensation made her faint in bliss.
"Shoving beads in an empty bladder is dangerous~ First, drink this to rehydrate and wait. I'll get more solution."
She gulped down the sweet drink the boss lady gave her. Thirsty, sure, but mostly because she wanted to piss more—she polished off an extra bottle.
Glancing around in lingering need, she spotted training tools where the boss had left. Among them, a short, bumpy rod caught her eye.
Her blank stare fixed on it, mind filled only with wanting pleasure. She dunked it in purple liquid and carefully shoved it into her craving hole.
"Hooook... ♡"
A vulgar moan escaped, her mouth forming an O of awe as she kept going. Pushed deep, it only blocked her piss hole.
No stimulation from pissing or pulling—she ached for it. Like shoving a dildo in her pussy, she worked the rod slowly.
"Hek... heee... ♡"
Panting like a heat-struck dog, the well-lubed liquid and her expanded hole let her masturbate freely, intensely. Occasional wrong thrusts brought near-tears pain, but the addictive pleasure drowned it out.
Her empty bladder refilled as she kept at it.
Squish— Pffft— Clear liquid leaked with each pull.
Her repeatedly probed urethra burned hot, prickling, eyelids fluttering uncontrollably—orgasm approaching.
Pop— Trickle-trickle-trickle— She yanked it out boldly, emptying her belly in cool, blissful piss again.
This peak burned her brain with sensation. Legs kicking wildly out of control, hips bucking, she sprayed piss everywhere sloppily. Her chattering teeth clacked like she was freezing.
"Oh my? You used that like a dildo to cum? Already self-training your piss gland?"
The boss lady, arms full of solution, gawked at her pathetic display in admiration. Her weird masturbation craving pleasure had unwittingly trained her further.
Ha-jin oppa approached quietly, smoking, grinning down at her. Relief at his satisfaction washed over her as she shuddered and leaked more.
"Here. Want a smoke too, Hye-won?"
He offered her a cigarette, but her eyes locked on the one in his mouth—her prize, scented with him.
"Slurrrp... ♡"
Like a puppy greeting its owner, she licked his lips and stole it. Inhaling deeply his scent—her trophy, her pride.
"Puhaha! Didn't see that coming, but I like it."
He lit another, slowly approaching, then pressed the lit end hard into her breast for a cigarette burn.
"Kwaaaang! ♡"
The searing bite and burning flesh smell hit more like ecstatic pleasure than pain, zapping her brain. His burn on her left breast charred black; as it numbed, it itched.
"Haa... haaht... ♡"
Overwhelmed by the mark symbolizing her as his bitch, lost in afterglow, oppa whispered to her.
"No need for suggestions anymore—this level means the future will be even more entertaining."
His sweet whisper tickled her ear, her melted brain absorbing "obedience" in place of thought.
"Hehe... yesss... feels so gooood... do moreee... ♡"
"Shall we ruin you a bit more before you go?"
"Yesss... ruin me more, please... ♡"
Right now, she truly wanted him to break and dominate her.