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EP.251 The Hell She Chose Herself 

Heo Seong-ah brought her hands together and raised them over her chest. 

Terrified of the pain she was about to feel, her slightly cupped palms met the club. 

The club, which had been lightly tapping as if to cool down, suddenly shot up toward the ceiling. 

"Ugh..." 

The moment she clenched her eyes shut and tensed her muscles... 

The club came down at incredible speed, striking her palms. 

SMACK - 

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" 

How could that possibly sound like hitting a palm? 

Heo Seong-ah screamed in pain, bending over as the blow went straight through her skin and struck her bones. 

The numb pain made it feel as if every finger was broken. 

"Auuuugh!! Kkuuuuuk..." 

Clenching her fists, she couldn’t help but burst into tears. 

The pain was so intense her head spun... 

But the problem was, she’d only taken 2 out of the 10 blows. 

"Seong-ah, get up. You still have more to go, right?" 

"Master... I think my fingers are broken... hhic..." 

"So what." 

"Huh..?" 

"Get up, you damn bitch. Didn’t I say I won’t go easy on you anymore?" 

"Hhic!" 

Her master’s attitude turned demonic. 

If you look for the cause, it was purely her own fault. 

"Hhuuuk..." 

Frightened, Heo Seong-ah immediately straightened up and knelt. 

"Where do you want to be hit next? You can pick the same spot again if you want." 

"Um... well..." 

She didn’t want to be hit on the cheek again... 

But if she chose her palm again, she really thought her bones would break this time. 

"Um..." 

"Answer quickly. Are you testing my patience?" 

"Hhic..!" 

She didn’t know. 

Where would hurt less? 

"Huuuk..." 

Wiggling her toes pressed under her butt, Heo Seong-ah answered. 

"My soles... I’ll take it on my soles..." 

"Good choice." 

As soon as she answered, X nodded silently and moved. 

"Stay still if you don’t want to get hurt." 

"Hhuuuk..." 

Without changing the spanking tool, X pressed the club against her sole. 

Again, he tapped lightly as if to cool it down, then, without warning, swung his wrist and struck hard. 

SMACK - 

"Aaaaagh!! Kkuuuuk!!" 

Fortunately, it didn’t hurt as much as other spots. 

If she just clenched her eyes and endured, she could take it. 

"Huuu... haa..." 

Suppressing her groans, Heo Seong-ah decided on the next spot before her master could rush her. 

"I’ll take another hit on my sole..!" 

"Alright." 

THUD - 

"Kkuuuuk!!" 

"Want another?" 

"Yes..!" 

SMACK - 

"Aaaaaaagh!!" 

Heo Seong-ah took three consecutive spanks on her soles. 

Curling her toes tightly, she cooled the pain and steadied her breathing to calm herself. 

"Huuuk..." 

Her soles hurt less than other spots, but... 

It was still horribly painful. 

Tears streaming, she rubbed her sole with her hand and bit her lip. 

"Where next?" 

"Uuugh..." 

Five blows left. 

She wanted to take the rest on her soles, but she’d reached her limit. 

"My back... I’ll take it on my back..!" 

"Alright?" 

She’d never been hit on the back before. 

She boldly called it out, thinking it wouldn’t hurt... 

But within just ten seconds, she realized she’d made a terrible mistake. 

CRACK - 

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" 

X, holding a whip, swung it boldly and struck her back. 

Dozens of strands wrapped around her entire back, and the metal weight at the end dug into her flesh and struck her bones. 

Compared to other areas, her back had little flesh, so the whip felt like it was slicing her skin with a blade. 

"Khaaa... aaaaagh!!" 

The pain lingered for a long time. 

Reaching her hands behind her back, Heo Seong-ah pressed her head to the ground and rubbed her swollen, red wound. 

Without a mirror, she couldn’t tell how bad her back was. 

But the bumpy texture she felt with her hand filled her with fear. 

"Where next?" 

"Uuugh... kkuuk..." 

"Pick quickly." 

"I’ll take it on my chest..!" 

Her back hurt so much because it had no flesh... 

So she thought her chest, being all fat, would hurt less. 

Unfortunately, she was wrong. 

CRACK - 

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" 

A wide leather paddle struck her right breast. 

It’s just a lump of fat with no muscle or bone, but for a woman, it’s a critical spot. 

With heightened nerves from drugs and her unnecessarily large breasts bouncing up and down, the pain was amplified. 

"Auk... uuugh... ssshaaa..." 

Clutching her chest and curling up, Heo Seong-ah felt the foreign sensation of her piercings as she groaned in pain. 

"Where next?" 

"Um... hhic..." 

She couldn’t think of any more places to be hit. 

Her butt and pussy were already a bloody mess, so she excluded them. 

She considered her forearm or thigh, but... 

Of course, those would hurt too. 

"Uuugh..." 

She needed time to mentally prepare, since as soon as she spoke, she’d be hit. 

Seeing her hesitation, Jun-ha sighed in disappointment. 

"Hoo... Let’s just finish this quickly. I’ll pick the last three." 

"Huh..?" 

Jun-ha signaled to X with his chin where to hit. 

"One on the other breast, one on the butt, one on the pussy. Then finish." 

"Yes, sir. Understood." 

"Sorry for taking too long. I’ll request you next time too." 

"Haha, thank you. Always welcome." 

Requesting him again next time? 

That meant the terror of violence would continue to repeat. 

X grabbed the trembling Heo Seong-ah by the hair and pulled her up. 

"Auuugh..!" 

He forcibly bent her neck back and struck her breast with the paddle. 

CRACK - 

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" 

Her breast, struck in that direction, shook violently up and down. 

The pain was so intense she couldn’t keep her posture and burst into tears, clutching her chest. 

No matter how much she rubbed, the burning heat wouldn’t go away. 

X threw her head forward. 

"Auk..!" 

He stepped on her back, pinning her to the floor. 

Naturally, her butt was exposed in a doggy-style position, and a fierce blow landed. 

SMACK - 

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" 

Her butt, already numb and battered, felt another huge shock. 

She couldn’t take it anymore and tried to collapse, but X grabbed her ankle and pulled her, exposing her pussy, and swung the paddle. 

SMACK - 

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!! It huuuurts!! Kyaaaaaaaaaaa!!" 

Unable to endure the pain, Heo Seong-ah shamefully shoved her hands between her legs, clutching her pussy. 

Rubbing herself as if masturbating, her body trembled, and she even ended up wetting herself. 

Having finished his job, X tossed her ankle aside. 

"Sir, the training is over. I’ll be going now." 

"Yes, thank you for your work." 

"If you have any issues with the training room or questions, please ask at the counter anytime." 

"Yes, I will." 

X gathered his spanking tools and left the training room. 

After seeing him out, Jun-ha glared at Heo Seong-ah, who was lying on the floor, frowning. 

He didn’t like how she was still curled up like a hibernating baby bear. 

"Sigh..." 

Jun-ha sighed deeply as he stepped on her back. 

"Get up." 

"Hhic..." 

"Get up, Heo Seong-ah." 

"Yes..!" 

Heo Seong-ah straightened her legs and stood at attention, facing her master. 

"What did I say you are?" 

"An onahole..." 

"Right. You’re an onahole." 

"Yes... hhic..." 

Jun-ha spread his right hand wide and mercilessly slapped her still-uninjured left cheek. 

CRACK - 

"Auk!" 

Her head snapped to the right from the impact. 

Unable to bear the stinging pain, Heo Seong-ah rubbed her cheek. 

"Posture." 

"Hhic... Master..." 

"Posture, you damn bitch." 

"Hhic!" 

The atmosphere was harsher than usual. 

Overwhelmed by fear, Heo Seong-ah clasped her hands behind her back. 

CRACK - 

"Aagh!!" 

Again, his hand flew and struck her cheek without hesitation. 

"Don’t move. Posture." 

"Yes..!" 

Jun-ha didn’t stop, slapping her cheeks over and over. 

CRACK - 

"If you’re an onahole..." 

SLAP - 

"Act like a fucking onahole..." 

CRACK - 

"You should obey your master." 

CRACK - 

"Right?!" 

"Kkuuk..!" 

Her cheeks hurt so much. 

Tears welled up as she cried out in pain, but her master didn’t stop the violence. 

CRACK - 

"How dare you!" 

CRACK - 

"You dare!" 

CRACK - 

"Acting up for a pussy bitch!" 

CRACK - 

"Being arrogant to your master!" 

SLAP - 

"Keep defying me, damn it!" 

With each blow, Jun-ha’s face grew redder with emotion. 

It seemed like he might really kill someone at this rate.