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🕑 Added 2025-04-12 03:48:12 +0000 UTCEP.62 Fluid Filling Torture
"B62 must do one thing: smile like a fool while looking at her ruined vagina. Try it."
"Sm, smile..."
Heo Seong-ah tried to force a smile, but her lips wouldn't curl up.
"Can't even smile properly? Should I ruin your facial muscles so you'll have a permanent smile?"
"No, no... I'm sorry... I'll smile properly..."
Fearing punishment, Heo Seong-ah inserted her index fingers into her mouth and pulled her lips up, revealing her white teeth in a foolish grin.
"Pu-huh, pu-hahaha!!"
The manager laughed, finding the obedient livestock amusing. He patted Heo Seong-ah's head, but his words were cruel.
"B62, what did I say this morning?"
"Yes?"
"Ah, it's disappointing if you don't remember."
"That's... um..."
Heo Seong-ah remembered everything the manager said, but she didn't know what answer he wanted.
"Fine. B62, you're very disappointing."
"I'm sorry..."
"Again... Ah, I clearly told you not to apologize carelessly this morning."
"Ah..."
Heo Seong-ah realized her mistake and stopped talking.
"B62, you'll receive immediate punishment. Spread your legs shoulder-width apart and put your hands behind your head."
"Yes, Manager..."
As instructed, Heo Seong-ah received punishment. The easiest and quickest method was violence.
The manager pulled out a three-section staff from his pocket and lightly struck Heo Seong-ah's hips.
Thud—thud—
"Hi-kuh-wuk..."
"How many times will you be hit? Since it's your mistake, decide the number yourself."
"Five times..."
Yesterday, the manager mentioned five as an appropriate number of strikes. Heo Seong-ah thought it might be enough this time too.
"Five is too few, isn't it? If it were your buttocks, you'd need to endure about 100 strikes to be a good livestock."
"Huuu..."
Pain was the same whether it was her vagina or buttocks. Heo Seong-ah wasn't confident she could endure 100 strikes, so she closed her eyes silently.
"Well, let's not waste time. We'll stick to the five strikes you suggested. Understand?"
"Yes... Thank you, Manager..."
The manager stopped striking her hips with the staff. Heo Seong-ah tensed her legs, expecting the staff to hit her buttocks soon.
But...
"Ah?"
Between her spread legs, she saw the tip of the staff. Her fear became reality as the manager raised his arm and struck her vagina.
Thwack—
"Kkuh?!"
Heo Seong-ah screamed, bending her waist and sitting on her knees. She rubbed her burning vagina with her hands.
"Huuu... Ah..."
She moaned, almost as if she were masturbating. The manager swung the staff in the air, creating an intimidating atmosphere.
"B62, when did I say I'd hit your buttocks? You're being punished because of the bad vagina between your legs. Isn't it fitting to hit your vagina?"
"Huuu... Yes..."
Heo Seong-ah couldn't argue and nodded tearfully.
"I'll hit you four more times. Since you're already on the floor, lie on your back and spread your legs."
Heo Seong-ah lay down, spreading her legs wide as instructed.
Under her neatly spread pubic hair, her swollen vagina was visible. Despite its serious condition...
The manager struck her vagina with the staff without hesitation.
"I'll hit you now. If you block it with your hands and break your fingers, that's not my concern. Understand?"
"Yes..."
Heo Seong-ah clenched her fists, holding onto her legs. She thought she shouldn't cover her vagina with her hands.
Thwack—
"Kkuh!!"
The staff hit the sensitive flesh between her vagina, causing intense pain. She couldn't scream; her voice was stuck in her throat.
"Uh, huuu..."
Heo Seong-ah trembled, her neck bent. She couldn't bear it anymore.
Thwack—
"Aaah!!"
Heo Seong-ah released her grip on her legs and covered her vagina with her hands.
"Ah... B62, I'm disappointed."
Doing something she was told not to do seemed to require painful punishment. Once she learned from this pain, she wouldn't repeat the same mistake.
The manager struck Heo Seong-ah's hands, which were covering her vagina, with the staff.
Thwack—
"Kkaaah!!"
Her right index and middle fingers were hit directly, bending them severely. Heo Seong-ah rolled her body from side to side, clutching her right hand.
"Aaah... Huhu... It hurts..."
"Why did you try to cover your vagina? This bad vagina is nothing special."
The manager enjoyed mentioning the "bad vagina" whenever he scolded Heo Seong-ah.
"Treatment for your injuries will be after the punishment. Understand?"
"Huuu... Huhu..."
"B62, don't test my patience anymore."
The manager sat down, pressing his right index finger against Heo Seong-ah's forehead.
"Answer."
"Huuu, yes..."
Heo Seong-ah stood up, tears streaming down her face, intimidated by the manager's menacing gaze.
"This is punishment time. Remember, the longer you delay, the harsher the punishment will be."
"Yes, Manager..."
"Let's start the punishment now. Sit in that chair."
The manager pointed to a chair with four legs and a backrest, similar to any ordinary chair. However, it had a rounded hole in the seat, resembling a toilet seat.
"B62, please sit down quickly."
"Yes, Manager..."
There was no time to hesitate. Heo Seong-ah sat down without delay.
The seat was sunken, making her buttocks feel like they were sinking slightly. From underneath, her vagina and anus would be fully exposed, making her want to close her legs.
"B62, your sitting posture is wrong."
"Yes...?"
"Turn your body and sit."
Heo Seong-ah rotated her body, sticking her buttocks out and gripping the backrest with her arms. Her thighs naturally spread wide, making it impossible to close her legs.
"Just stay still."
The manager brought leather restraints with metal chains and secured Heo Seong-ah's ankles to the chair legs. He tied her wrists to the backrest, ensuring she couldn't get off the chair.
"B62, do you know what your second punishment will be?"
"No... I don't know..."
"Try to guess. If you're right, I might forgive you out of generosity."
Heo Seong-ah proposed her guess with certainty that she wouldn't be right.
"That's... um..."
Tied to a chair with a hole in the seat, in the Pussy Training Room...
It didn't seem like they would do a vaginal stretching, so it was likely some form of sexual torture.
"Is it a vaginal climax torture... something like that?"
"That's incorrect. While it's similar, your uncreative answer is wrong."
"Yes...?"
The manager prepared tools for the punishment out of Heo Seong-ah's sight. She trembled with unseen fear as she heard the clattering sounds.
Then, the manager's fingers touched her vagina...
"Ah!"
Startled by the unexpected touch, Heo Seong-ah jerked her shoulders. Her bound ankles twisted, and her broken fingers ached.
"Aaah!!"
Heo Seong-ah moaned, suppressing her screams. She pulled her buttocks back and relaxed her body.
"Don't move. It's better to stay still so you don't get hurt."
"Huuu, yes..."
The manager explained the punishment.
Clack—
He placed a 1-liter glass beaker under Heo Seong-ah's chair. She couldn't see what he was doing.
"B62, your punishment today is 'fluid filling'."
"Yes...?"
"Why ask again? It's the torture you thought it was."
Fluid filling... It was a simple, brutal torture involving excessive fluid release to fill a container.
