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EP.186 Punishment: Shoving In an Anal Plug After a Rough Enema 

“Gkk!” 

Because the plug was suddenly yanked, Heo Seong-ah couldn’t react. 

She clutched her buttocks with both hands and stamped her feet, feeling a numb pain as if her anus had been torn open. 

“Aaaahh!” 

The pain was far beyond just “hurting” it was excruciating, as if burning molten iron had been poured into her rectum for an enema. 

“Puhaha! The harder you endure, the more I want to torment you~ This time, I’ll really put it in.” 

“Hhhk… gkk…” 

Her anus was still tingling with pain, but her childishly capricious master would never stop, no matter how much she begged. 

“Going in~?” 

“Kkhhhhaaaak!” 

The first silicone bead slowly stretched her anus as it entered. 

The tightly gathered wrinkles of her anus spread out wide in every direction, then squeezed tight again as the bead popped inside. 

“Ahhhh!!” 

Each time her hole opened and closed, it burned with pain. 

The training of her still-undeveloped anus was extremely difficult, but Heo Seong-ah could only grit her fists in silence, face down on the floor this was punishment, and resisting was not allowed. 

“Kkkuuk..!” 

With the first bead in, the second also entered successfully. 

Jun-ha then pretended to push in the third bead, but suddenly yanked in the opposite direction, scraping against her inner lining. 

“Aaaahhhnn!!” 

It felt just like laying eggs. 

As the silicone beads began to emerge, Heo Seong-ah’s tightly clenched anus spread wide open. 

Her anal wrinkles unfolded completely, then the thick silicone bead appeared with a crude “pop” sound. 

“Kkkkuuk..!!” 

Jun-ha repeated this in-and-out motion over and over, watching Heo Seong-ah’s reactions. 

It was torture with pain, but since her body had been modified, the pain faded over time. 

Ironically, now the tension in her sphincter with each movement made her painfully swollen bladder pull so much she felt she’d die. 

“Now I’m really putting them all in?” 

“Y-yes..!” 

If he was going to do it, she wished he’d just hurry up and finish it was so hard she thought she’d die. 

“Relax a bit, Seong-ah, or you’ll get hurt.” 

“Kkhik?! Ahhhh! Master!!” 

Jun-ha rubbed her pussy with one hand while shoving the anal plug in with the other. 

After all the back-and-forth, her hole was loosened enough that it slipped in smoothly. 

“Kkuuuuaaah...” 

Once the plug was completely inserted, the narrow neck made it so her anus closed tightly shut. 

It was nearly impossible to push the plug out by squeezing with her sphincter. 

“Now to fill it…” 

Jun-ha attached the glycerin-filled syringe to the rubber nozzle. 

Each press of the plunger squirted glycerin into the anal plug. 

“Kkeuk..!” 

Heo Seong-ah shivered as her belly grew cold and full. 

“Kkeuk... huuk...” 

“Good girl, Seong-ah, you take the injection well~” 

One syringe about 300 ml was surprisingly bearable. 

Just a strange, sloshing feeling in her gut. 

“Okay, next round~?” 

“Ah, n-no… hic! Master!! Wait!!” 

“Why? I told you, 300 ml up front, 1 liter in the back, right?” 

“Aauk..!” 

Again, the syringe fully loaded with glycerin was attached to the plug, and Jun-ha pressed the plunger without hesitation. 

Heo Seong-ah, feeling the waves of abdominal pain, let out a wide-mouthed moan. 

“Ah… aaahh!!” 

The prone position made the sensation of liquid rising from her anus toward her stomach even more disturbing  

It felt like being violated by some slimy tentacle. 

“Kkeuk..!” 

“Well done~ Seong-ah, good girl?” 

There was no visible change yet, but about 600 ml of glycerin now filled Heo Seong-ah’s belly. 

She hadn’t yet felt the urge to defecate, but once all 1L was in, she’d surely start crying. 

“Haha.” 

Jun-ha laughed, vividly imagining her suffering. 

No matter how much he tormented her, she didn’t break easily, and her attitude stayed upright, making it all the more satisfying. 

“Kkaaaaaa!!” 

Without hesitation, Jun-ha pressed in the third syringe. 

Finally, Heo Seong-ah, feeling her intestinal capacity hit its limit, grabbed her belly and bent over. 

“Aaah… uuk...” 

It wasn’t quite painful enough to scream, but she felt like the smallest slip would make her soil herself. 

Of course, without removing the plug, there was no way to escape her predicament. 

“Just 100ml left and it’ll be a full 1L. Well done~” 

“Yes, Master… huuuk...” 

“So, Seong-ah~ here’s a choice for you.” 

“W-what is it… haa…?” 

“Should I make it a nice round 1.2 liters? Or just stop at 1L?” 

“Hicc..!” 

Since his preferred 200ml syringes were out of stock, he’d bought 300ml ones instead. 

It didn’t feel quite right to only put in exactly 100ml, but forcing the full 300ml felt off too. 

“Hurry and choose.” 

“T-the… um…” 

Logically, 100ml would be the better choice but… 

Still, she couldn’t shake the suspicion this was one of her master’s “trap questions” for loyalty. 

“Aren’t you going to answer? When I give you a choice, just pick one, Seong-ah.” 

“Hic…” 

This wasn’t the communal property facility. 

There was no staff trying to trick her with impossible choices she didn’t need to live in PTSD-driven fear of Jun-ha. 

“I’ll… take 100ml more... Please put it in, Master…” 

“Yeah, I knew you’d choose that, Seong-ah~” 

Jun-ha smiled broadly, respecting her answer just as expected. 

He filled the syringe exactly to the 100ml line and waved it before her eyes. 

“See, I never lie.” 

“Yes, Master..!” 

She realized she’d been unnecessarily suspicious. 

Getting punished was hard, but she was learning to trust her master. 

“Here goes.” 

“Yes… huuuk...” 

For some reason, Jun-ha grinned ear to ear, but without a word, flipped the syringe and pulled the plunger the other way. 

With a quiet “brrr ”, he drew 200ml of air into the empty space. 

Whatever happened now was Heo Seong-ah’s own responsibility, since she herself had made the choice. 

“Huaaah…” 

“Well done. You took a whole liter impressive.” 

“T-thank you…” 

After adding the extra 100ml of glycerin, Jun-ha stroked her head for enduring it so well. 

“Should I keep going?” 

“Huh..? But wasn’t that it...?” 

“Yeah. You asked for just 1L of glycerin, and that’s what I gave you. But I have to put in the rest.” 

“Huh…” 

She didn’t understand right away, but realized the truth the instant she felt it physically. 

“Going in.” 

“Gkk... KKAAAAAA!!” 

Brrr  

The air forced through her anus burbled deep inside her bowels. 

The pain hit like the worst diarrhea from a nasty stomach flu, and she clutched her belly, gasping open-mouthed. 

“Kkaaaak..! Master! Aagh! Master!!” 

“Stay still.” 

“Kkaaaaaaa!!” 

She could hardly breathe. 

Her stomach kept churning and bubbling. 

“It hurts, right? It’s just like having an air bubble stuck in a water balloon it’ll stay that way for a while.” 

“Kkkhuuuk… haah...” 

She’d thought she’d picked the best option, but it turned out to be the worst. 

“See why you need to choose carefully?” 

Originally, 1L of glycerin was planned. 

Capricious master increased it to 1.2L. 

If he’d just stuck to the original plan, it would’ve been fine… 

The real reason he even offered her a “choice” was because he wanted to do the higher amount all along. 

If she’d picked the lower number, he’d have seen it as disobedience. 

“Do you get it now?” 

“Kkkhuuk… I’m sorry, Master…” 

It was unfair and sad, 

but whatever happened, Heo Seong-ah was the one being punished. 

All she could do was sincerely apologize. 

“Now get up.” 

“Ugh... kkuuk... yes…” 

The moment she tried to stand, the air in her belly rose, setting off another round of churning in her bowels. 

“Kkaaaaak..!” 

Eyes wide, belly clutched, Heo Seong-ah curled up and moaned in agony. 

“Master… my belly… it feels like it’s going to burst..!” 

“Don’t worry, it won’t. Even if it did, I’d just stitch you back up money and this monster are all I’ve got, after all.” 

With a sly grin, Jun-ha pointed at his own crotch, showing off his unnecessarily huge dick. 

He really was… 

the absolute worst kind of man.